Sweetheart Emiko

The day I went to surprise my blood-bound, Damien, with my pregnancy report, I found out his childhood sweetheart, Lia, was also pregnant. But, with a vampire hunter's child. To protect her and her child from being killed, he lied to the whole Clan, saying her child is his own pure-blood heir. Meanwhile, my child who was actually his true heir was labelled as bastard . He promised me he would clear my name and declare our child his once Lia delivers her child safely. He left me alone at home and went to different location with Lia to help her deliver her child safely. However, his family broke through my den and stabbed me in the stomach with the wooden stake the same day he left me for Lia. By the time he returned, it was already too late.

On the twelfth anniversary of our mating ceremony, my Alpha mate gave me a ten-million-dollar Moonlight herb. Fresh from the healing clinic after my miscarriage, I calmly dialed his number to request the severing of our mate bond. On the other end of the line, his secretary—also his childhood sweetheart—apologized through tears: "Sage, Moonlight herb is a sacred healing herb for most werewolves. I didn't know your mother died from Moonlight herb poisoning. I didn't know you despised it most. It's all my fault for making the decision myself. Please don't be angry with the Alpha." Marcus spent a long time gently comforting her, only saying to me: "If you want to sever it, then sever it. Don't regret it later." But when I really cut off the mate bond, the powerful Alpha went crazy.

"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?

Sabrina Thorne is the pride of her pack. At only eighteen, she is the strongest she-wolf in the pack who is respected by everyone. On the night of her engagement with her childhood sweetheart, Beta Edwin, she is drugged by her fiancee and younger sister, when she awakens, she finds herself drenched in her Father's blood, facing the Supreme court with charges of murder and conspiring with the Rogues. The Lycan King takes one cold look at her and snarls " Take her to the Blood Island" The Blood island was a place where Dragons- the most blood thirsty creatures ever made lived. Sabrina who was only a She-Wolf had very little chance of surviving in a place like that. Despite pleading innocent, she could only watch helplessly as her Fiance and Sister got together while she was thrown to be ripped apart by a pack of Mobsters. But she'd be damned if she let them get away with this!

Zaniyah Moore was born into a prosperous family. She possesses abundance, beauty, and talent. Nonetheless, in an unforeseeable twist of destiny, she and her family lost everything. Her parents were indebted, and she had no idea how to repay such a large sum of money. The debt collector desires for her to fulfill all of the Moore family's debts. She did not anticipate, however, that in the midst of her adversity, her long-lost childhood sweetheart would return. Not to rescue her, but to take her as his own. Ambrose Ward, the ruthless Flame Leopard Group Billionaire. Zaniyah's relationship with Ambrose was a living nightmare since she was tortured and abused of love, and it is hard to replace Ambrose's late wife. What can Zaniyah endure for Ambrose owing to their divergent love convictions? How long will she continue to love Ambrose? And … How long is she expected to serve as a replacement wife?

After a passionate night, my childhood sweetheart, Jack Jenner, thoughtfully prepared birth control pills for me. I held his wrist and pleaded coquettishly, "The pills are bitter. I don't want to take them. Let's just get married if I get pregnant." Jack patted my head and chuckled. "Don't be silly. Childbirth is much worse than taking pills. Besides, I'm getting engaged on Sunday. Whose child would it be if you gave birth?" I froze as he casually kissed my forehead, gently coaxing me, "My darling Ariana, pack up your things and take them with you. We can't fool around like this anymore. My fiancée asked me to be chaste." I numbly threw the things into the trash can and dialed my father's number. "I'll marry him."

It is the night before our wedding when my fiancee, Whitney Sullivan, reunites with her childhood sweetheart, Steven Foster, a mercenary who has been missing for five years. He is brought to our doorstep by his teammates, bloodied and barely clinging to life after being poisoned with a deadly aphrodisiac on a mission. Whitney, usually so aloof and controlled, immediately breaks down. She locks the door, defying my efforts to stop her, and stays with Steven all night long. I choose to stay outside the door, never closing my eyes. I confront her the following morning with a torrent of accusations, only for her to stand in front of Steven protectively and say shamelessly, "I couldn't just stand by and watch Steven die. Isn't it just my virginity? What's the harm in letting loose the night before the wedding?" In that instant, all my affection for her is utterly destroyed.

Today is the sixth time my girlfriend, Shirley Lake, is supposed to meet my parents. My parents and I wait at the restaurant for four whole hours. I call her over and over again, but she never picks up. Just as I'm about to try one last time, I see Shirley's childhood sweetheart, Joshua Solomon, post a picture on his Instagram, with the location tagged at a suburban hotel. The picture shows a woman's pale back, one shoulder bare, with a striking red spider lily tattoo visible on her skin. Underneath the picture was the caption, "We'll make it from 18 to 80." A mutual friend comments, "First-love couples are the sweetest!" I silently hit the like button, then comment, "Make sure to get buried together when you die. And don't come back to haunt anyone else."

She gave up her life, abandoned her family, and chose him over everybody else, all for love. But what did she get in return other than betrayal and heartbreak as the man she did all of these things for didn’t bat a lash before choosing another woman over her? While she was begging for his love, he was married to another woman whom she was showering with love and affection. She felt broken, but no way she was going to be pathetic in front of this scum. She was going to get her revenge and reduce him to nothing for hurting her this much. She was going to regain her lost respect even though her family no longer wanted her. It was going to be difficult now that she had no one by her side, but then he came along. Her childhood sweetheart whom she never dreamt of meeting again in her entire life. Will their old flame rekindle or will she give her scum husband a chance later?

My husband, Michael Collins, has offered to buy his childhood sweetheart, Natalie Sweeney's virginity for ten million dollars so that she can afford to treat her cancer. I'm about to stop him from doing so when he begins berating me instead. "Natalie has always been prideful since young. If I were to give her money outright, she'd think that I was giving it to her out of pity. It'll bruise her ego instead. "Can you please be more sympathetic toward her? Must you feel jealous over such a small thing?" Instead of replying to Michael, I just smile and nod in agreement. What Michael doesn't know is that I, an infectious disease specialist, have already picked up on Natalie's weird symptoms. She doesn't have cancer at all—she actually has late-stage AIDS infection.