Stuffed Belly

"Please don't give me to anyone else! I swear I'll be a nice a servant to you here in your mansion! I'm begging you please," I hopelessly begged. I took his hands and stuffed them into my boobs. "Can you feel it? You can do whatever you want to me, but please..." I pleaded softly. Shannel Vergara is a stunning woman with a troubled history. Her so-called parents were drug addicts, and she now bears the brunt of their folly. She's a mere collateral payment in the eyes of a mafia leader, Hunter. Will she be desperate to stay in Hunter's life or she will opt to leave once she learns about his true nature. Will Hunter change because of a woman who made him a different person or he will supress his own feeling that will cause a heartache to his sweetheart?

My wife went abroad for a six-month training course and unexpectedly secured a major deal.  Thanks to this contract, she was promoted to director against all odds. When I saw the news of her return in the work group chat, I immediately ordered flowers to pick her up at the airport. However, her belly, which would have been eight months pregnant, showed no signs of it. She had aborted our child, turning me into a laughingstock among colleagues. Just as I tried to swallow my anger, she told me she was pregnant with someone else’s child. She demanded that I step aside and make way for her.

Quentin Quandt—Shane Fuchner's uncle—killed himself. After he died, someone found a drawer stuffed with unsent love letters. Every single one had my name on it. So when life hit rewind and Mom asked if I wanted to marry Shane, my childhood friend, I said no. I picked Quentin. Here's the thing—I got reborn. Last time, I chose Shane. Huge mistake. He was hardly ever home after we got married. And when I started bleeding from a miscarriage, he ditched me because Ceryn Schuck—his first love—texted, [The power's out and I'm scared.] He didn't even hesitate. I died that night. So did the baby. And Shane? He didn't cry. Just whined that my death ruined his vacation plans with her. Then I woke up—right back at the moment Mom asked who I wanted to marry...

Warning! Adult only. Sincerity of love does not have to have, but enough to see the loved one is not hurt. Love is complicated and drains tears. This story tells of a woman named "Meranti" who is trapped in love between two brothers. Where Mera didn’t expect at all when Brandy, the man who married her, turned out to be Abraham’s younger sister. And Abraham himself was a man who once fell in love to Mera. Mera found it difficult to accept that fact. Without Mera knowing, Abraham still has a big enough love for Mera. Because Abraham's love was too deep, one time, the man was desperate to enjoy Meranti's body even though it was forced. Mera considered Abraham's actions a tragedy. From that tragedy, both Mera and Abraham were constantly in guilt. Coupled with Mera's pregnancy. Where Abraham had high confidence that the fetus in Mera's belly was the fruit of his depraved deeds. But, was Abraham wrong? Is Mera wrong? How about Brandy? Let's read the story here... Thank you

Princess Vionna of Aurenza was dead. She died in the estate of Theron Thornefell, Warden of the North—buried beneath snow and silence. The blizzard raged for seven days before it eased, uncovering her frostbitten body beneath the drifts. Even in death, she was curled around her swollen belly, one arm reaching toward the nearest gates. No one came. She and the unborn child were frozen to death. Left behind. As the cold took her, regret cut deep. She never should've loved him. Never should've bowed. Because of her, the child never saw the sky. If she had another life, she'd never look his way again.

"You are mine!!" his voice echoed like that of the devil as he bit on my neck, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. *************** Cara, a weak Omega, has always fantasized about finding her mate, the butterflies in the belly, and the happy ending stories. Cara is claimed against her wish when she ran into the territory of the Rogue King, the most wanted villain in Ellorin, on their first meeting, binding herself to a dangerous life and miserable life. from running away from being sold to slavery in her former pack to being the actual slave in the hands of the ruthless Rogue king, Cara must fend and fight for her survival in a place infested with wild rabid wolves. especially when she discovers about her Origin pointing to a long lost bloodline, "The cupbearers" Amidst running away, conspiracies of her parents death, the discovery of her past, and being mated to a wanted rogue, Cara is faced with a difficult choice to choose between her mate or the lives of thousands of people. What will she do when she realises that her parents were killed by rogues?. Will she choose her mate in spite of everything?. Or Will her choice plunge the whole of Ellorin into destruction?.

My husband is from a wolf pack with a throne to inherit, but despite all my efforts, I can never give him a son. He finds it shameful that I only give birth to daughters, forgetting how I risked my life to save him. So, he begins an affair with my sister. Later, for the sake of the male offspring in my sister's belly, he brutally throws my daughter to her death and made me cough up blood until I die. Now that I am reborn, I no longer want any connection with him and avoid the path where I save him. But I never expected that my reborn sister would rescue him instead. They smugly mock me for being unable to bear male heirs. But she doesn't know that the ten-thousand-year-old Creator Goddess bloodline flowing through my veins has already been quietly awakened. My daughter will inherit the power of the goddess and become the ruler of the new world.

Albert is a detective, author of a book on criminal psychology called: "The Punisher." One day, he received an invitation from the chief of the police department of city A to participate in investigating a case. With his help, the case was quickly solved. This was a sad case that left a deep impression on him. After solving the case, he thought it would end here. Unexpectedly, right after that, a series of cases happened in city A. In each case with different forms and perpetrators. The special thing is the mysterious black rose which is tightly stuffed in the mouth of the victims. "Is it a coincidence? Not true! An evil hand in the back is manipulating all of this. Who is that person after all? What does that rose mean?" Since then he has been drawn deep into this mysterious case. He meets Melanie, a girl from the action team of the crime-solving team. Here, together, they step on the path to find the truth. Together they witnessed tragedies.After investigations, they discovered clues to help find the manipulator behind. The mystery of 15 years ago is gradually revealed. the black roses was telling a tragic story. Will Tran Nghia face what? How does he have to make a choice? The line between innocence and evil is like a thin flame. With just a little bit of lead it will burn so fiercely that it cannot be extinguished...

My parents died when I was ten years old, but a big shot in Jade City adopted me. It was rumored that Sean Graham was a cruel and violent man, but he doted on me for nearly ten years. He booked the advertising screens in the city to celebrate my birthday and promised to marry me when I got drunk and pestered him about it. I called him Uncle Sean at his request. Fear gripped me when I woke up in his bed every morning, but I kept it a secret. Yet one time, we accidentally slept with each other. I got pregnant with his child and wanted to keep it, but I knew I would not live for much longer. One day, I heard his conversation with a servant. “Clean up Zella’s room for Yulia.” “But Mr. Graham, Miss Cooper has been staying there for ten years. Didn’t you design it for her?” “No, I only let her stay there because Yulia had gone abroad.” I touched my belly as disappointment gripped me. It turned out that the man who had promised to provide me with a home as long as he lived wanted to drive me away.

There's nothing more shattering than hearing that you're signed off as a collateral to marry in order to clear off your uncle's stupid debts. "So this is it" I pull the hoodie over my head and grab my duffel bag that is already stuffed with all my important stuff that I need for survival. Carefully I jump down my window into the bushes below skillfully. I've done this a lot of times that I've mastered the art of jumping down my window. Today is different though, I'm not coming back here, never! I cannot accept marrying some rich ass junkie. I dust the leaves off my clothe and with feathery steps, I make out of the driveway. A bright headlight of a car points at me making me freeze in my tracks, another car stops and the door of the car opens. There's always only one option, Run!