Sweetheart Emiko

As I sat in the police station with Yvonne Harper, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart, waiting for bail arrangements to be made, the decision loomed. One of us could go home tonight. My mate, Alpha Jackson, chose to take her. "Nicole, just wait for me one more night. I’ll come back for you tomorrow," he said. He was worried about her fragile health, but he didn’t care about my fear of the dark. Later, I called him. My voice was steady, though my heart ached. "Jackson," I began, "for the past few years, I’ve been waiting for you." "But I won’t wait forever."

Faced with the difficulty of raising the hospital bills for her ailing mother , Sussex sweetheart Adriana Levine decided to get herself mixed up int the dark arts of life by trying out that one thing she had always been scared to do- hacking. That one day mistake that had been carried out in desperation pushes her into the dark web of gore and blood and she finds herself unable to escape the latches of the handsome daredevil, Massimo. Would love be enough to tame the beast? Or did he just need something more, something a little more sinister to hold him down? Read to find out! If love truly could conquer the devil and the hell he dwells in.

"You are a rogue! How could you do this to me! I regret ever marrying you! " She screamed.The smirk never left his face even as he spoke."You married a playboy sweetheart, what did you except? Welcome to my world "The devil you know is always better than the angel you don't. Kathleen has always wanted a perfect relationship. She ran away from her abusive relationship only to get married to a mysterious stranger.Will this hot stranger treat her any better than her ex? What happens when he turned out to be a playboy who wasn't ready to be chained down by a simple wedding ring ?

Three years ago, my fiancé's childhood friends murdered and framed me. They ground my leg bones and turned them into beads to make a bracelet. Then, they gave it to my fiancé after he woke up from an accident. He hated me to the core and wore the bracelet symbolizing his rebirth as he utilized all his resources to find me. He even placed my weak and crazed mother under house arrest to force me to appear. Three years later, during his and his childhood sweetheart's engagement party, a renowned jewel appraiser points out that the bracelet he's had this whole time isn't made of regular bone—it's made of human bone.

I pleaded with my husband Cedric Fleetham over and over, and finally, he agreed to take our daughter camping in the mountains for her birthday. When I found her late the next night, she was already gone. She lay at the foot of the mountain, her tiny hand still clutching a drawing of our family. As I knelt beside her, my heart shattered. Meanwhile, Cedric was busy updating his social media. His post read, [You and our daughter are my treasures,] and it was accompanied by a photo, where he stood beside his childhood sweetheart and held hands with another little girl, watching the sunset. And there, in the corner of the picture, was a tiny hand—my daughter’s hand. The cruelest truth of all was that my daughter took that photo.

My family has this outdated tradition. On my twenty-second birthday, whoever gets my heirloom bracelet first becomes my wife. For the past eighteen years, my childhood sweetheart, Madison Young, teased that she’d be the one to claim them. However, when I opened the box, the beads snapped and spilled across the floor, right in front of a blind girl passing by, Grace Bellamy. She bent down and picked them up. Madison made a scene, urging me to marry her instead, just to please my father’s illegitimate son, Connor Vaughn. Watching Grace stand there, flustered and surrounded, I stepped forward, shielding her with my body. "Fine," I said. "I’ll marry her."

After being reborn, I stopped preventing Rachel Jackson from having any contact with her childhood sweetheart, Logan Cole. She gave Logan all her salary to pursue his dream, while I used the money I earned through hard work to invest. She got pregnant and gave birth to a child for Logan in the hospital, so I bought a train ticket to leave the small town. Later, she said she would agree to marry me as long as I agreed to adopt Logan's child. Unfortunately, I had already made my first million dollars by relying on the memories of my previous life. In this life, I chose to fulfill their wishes and enjoy a good life myself.

When Alina Diaz, pride of her parents and village sweetheart is awarded a scholarship to study in America, everything seems perfect. Not only is she making history in her town but also setting the path for her younger ones to follow. Her life takes a tragic turn when she gets pregnant abroad and is forced to forfeit her scholarship. Now with her hope of a better life for herself and her family crushed, what happens from here? Instead of going back to Colombia in shame she chooses to stay back and fight for her survival. When her charming new billionaire boss falls for her and goes undercover to capture her heart, will Alina fall for his charms or has she had her fill of love?

She was dumped He needed a bride Elena was to be married to the only person she loved so much, her sweetheart, her heartthrob, Pete. But her so-perfect fairytale wedding turned out to be a nightmare after being betrayed by her heartthrob On the other hand, Alex is the only grandson of the famous billionaire family and is left with two choices: lose his inheritance or get married. In order not to lose his inheritance, he planned on marrying a beautiful, famous model, Catherine, but accidentally, Elena signed the marriage certificate. Will Elena accept the truth? Will they move past their insecurities, surpass all their hurdles, and end up together, or will they let their insecurities become a shadow of themselves? Please don't skip this exciting story as we both embark on this exciting love story.

After my grandmother passed away, I returned from my countryside home to Oberis City, ready to tidy things up and prepare for my wedding. But no sooner had I arrived at the wedding planning company, ready to book an extravagant, luxurious wedding, than the staff there delivered a piece of news that struck me like a thunderbolt. The groom—my groom—had already gotten married. Three months ago, Cain Bassett, the eldest son of the wealthiest family's conglomerate, tied the knot with his childhood sweetheart, the daughter of the mayor of Lith City—Mary Schindler. Now here I stood, frowning in front of the grand gates of Cain's villa. But the thing is, I am Mary Schindler, the daughter of the mayor of Lith City.