Sweet Home Fanfiction

When the earthquake struck, Pierse Jones instinctively shielded me with his body, taking the full brunt of the impact and suffering multiple fractures. In the hospital room, the girl in the next bed looked at me with envy and said, “Your husband didn’t even care about his own life to save you. He really loves you.” I forced a smile. “Yeah.” But just last night, after I had fallen asleep, he slipped into the bathroom, his voice soft and soothing as he spoke to someone else—his little mistress, “I’m fine, don’t cry. Be good.” “As long as I think of you, I’m not afraid of anything.” Pierse and I grew up together, from childhood sweethearts to each other’s first love. We had been together for ten years, admired by everyone as the perfect couple. No one knew he had a mistress on the side, a girl who looked just like me when I was eighteen.

Maverick Lloyd finally agrees to marry me after five years of dating. We head to the hospital to tell my ill mother the good news. On the way there, Maverick receives a call from his true love. He turns the car around and takes me to a bar instead—his true love is short of people at the bar, so he tells me to help out as a bargirl. When I'm being harassed and sullied in a private room, he's living it up with his true love next door. The hospital calls to tell me my mother's condition has worsened. I jump out of the third-floor window to get away. However, when I arrive at the hospital, all I see is my mother's cold body. Meanwhile, Maverick's true love updates her social media. "He appears before me like a hero whenever I'm in danger." It comes with a photo of her cuddling in Maverick's arms. My heart dies. I take off my engagement ring and place it with my mother's body to be destroyed during the cremation. Then, I like Maverick's true love's post. "I hope you two stay together forever. Don't ever harm anyone else."

The year I was at my poorest, I impersonated my sister to take care of her blind fiancé in exchange for one hundred thousand dollars. On the day he regained his sight, I left without a word. When we met again, it was during a business interview. I was a nameless intern reporter. He had returned to his rightful status as the heir of the influential Hughes family. During the interview, the host asked, "We’ve heard that during your illness, your fiancée, Miss Dawson, stayed by your side through thick and thin. The two of you are about to get married?" He lifted his hand slightly, revealing a ring, and his lips curled into a faint smile. "Yes, we’re getting engaged soon." Yet, his gaze, through the lens of his glasses, landed—intentionally or not—on me, standing in the corner.

The love story of Leonardo Davidson, a handsome but arrogant CEO who loves to hurt women with Zivanna Mariah Electra, a beautiful and kind woman. When Zivanna had to choose between Leonardo, the man she loved, or Alfredo, her brother. Leonardo, who always cared for her, and Alfredo, who always wiped his tears and gave her a room named family as a place to live all the time and a place to return to when she got lost. Between love and family, Zivanna is confused about making choices. The strength of Leonardo's love, a man who never gave up and really believed in the magic of love, finally won Alfredo's blessing, who was very much against the relationship between Leonardo and his sister. Marriage is not a game. Marriage is about a feeling and about a commitment that must always be maintained to the end. Leonardo Davidson failed to maintain his commitment. He destroyed his own marriage with betrayal. What is the fate of Zivanna who is pregnant? Will Leonardo get a second chance? Can Leonardo win back Alfredo's blessing? A novel that evokes feelings, about family, love and trust.

My husband, who's a negotiation expert, allows his intern to recklessly anger some criminals. It causes me, the hostage, to suffer severe injuries in the explosion, and my right leg breaks because of it. Yet, my husband once again issues a letter of forgiveness for her. "My wife, as a reporter, ignored warnings and forced contact with the criminals to get the scoop. The main responsibility lies with her. Kimberly, being a newcomer, should not bear major fault." I don't cry or make a scene. I simply pull out a divorce agreement. However, he sneers at me. "I know you're just jealous and want me to comfort you, but don't cross the line." For the past three years, I've brought up the topic of divorce 47 times, and each time, he treats it like I'm just throwing a tantrum. But it's different this time. His name has already been signed on this divorce agreement. As long as I add my signature to it, it will take effect immediately.

When Sophia finds out that her sister is getting married to the man who cheated on her best friend with her, she is furious. To appear less bitter and less pitiful after an argument with her sister, she foolishly makes up a boyfriend who she could invite to her wedding and present to her family. The only person who could possibly save her from embarrassment is her man whore of a neighbor, Ethan. Sophia despises Ethan to the utmost. Every night she hears him bring a different girl home, yet he still makes an attempt to flirt with her on a daily basis. When Ethan unexpectedly plays along to pretend dating, the two get close and soon start to develop feelings towards each other. Sophia is reluctant, considering Ethan’s sexual past. Forcing Ethan to work harder to prove he is the right man for her.

8 years ago, Brian Regan and Elise Galloway accidentally slept together, but it was all just a misunderstanding. But, because Elise just left without explaining anything, the misunderstanding ended up becoming a problem in the future. Finally, 8 years later, they met again when Elise applied for a job as Brian Regan\'s new secretary at the man\'s company. Can they resolve their past misunderstandings and work well together as a boss and secretary?

By year four of our marriage, Scott had picked up a college girl—Gigi. Bright, beautiful, full of life. She had him, a billionaire, eating street food and chasing after her favorite esports player. Scott called. "Not coming home. Watching Joel Arnoult's match." Beside him, Gigi scoffed. "That boring old woman—does she even know who Joel Arnoult is?" They had no clue. The second the call ended, Joel had me pinned in the back of a dimly lit car. His teeth grazed my neck—sharp, teasing, a little painful. "Leila, if I win, how are you gonna reward me?"

The night before her wedding, Morgan Hayes was hit by a car while trying to save Sebastian Cole. She was thrown into the air, suffering multiple fractures, and her face was severely disfigured from the impact. Despite her injuries, Sebastian didn’t turn away from her. He still married her and continued to cherish and protect her as he always had. Everyone said Sebastian loved her more than life itself, that his love for her went beyond superficial appearances. She once believed that too until half a month ago when she discovered he was having an affair with their housemaid.

My husband's parents are dead. He says I'm now his sister's mother figure and need to care for her like she's my daughter. I work myself to the bone to feed her and pay for her expenses, but she's not happy with that. "My classmates drive to school and have trips abroad, Lorey. Can't you work a little harder?" She takes my car away and treats me like a maid. That's still not enough for her, though. When she finds out that I'm pregnant, she threatens to take her life. "You said you would care for me like I'm your daughter. I won't let you give someone else what's supposed to be mine!" I curse her in my heart. Who gave her the nerve to act like this?