Teh Daun Tin

In my previous life, my sister thought that since my husband and I had high-paying jobs, she could swap her son with my child without anyone noticing. But twenty-five years later, the tables turned. My son had grown into a street thug, while her son—raised under my care—rose smoothly through life. Young as he was, he had already become a CEO. He was dutiful, bought me a villa, and even sent me traveling around the world. My sister barged into his company, waving a DNA test report, kicking up a scene, only to be thrown out by security. "Mr. Kieran said that even if you are his biological mother, you never gave him a single day of care," they told her. "So he refuses to acknowledge you." Breaking down completely, she drove her car into me and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, we had returned to the very day she switched our babies. This time, my sister clutched her own child tightly, a wild, triumphant grin on her face. "From now on, you can be the mother of a street thug," she sneered. "The villa and all those riches—they're mine!"

In the Valentino family, the rules were absolute—the title of Don passed only to the eldest son of the eldest line. On the day I was due to give birth, my water broke. The contractions came faster and harder, each wave of pain stronger than the last, until my consciousness began to drift. The baby's head was already crowning. Renato knelt beside the bed, gripping my hand, his eyes filled with what looked like heartbreak. I thought he would be my strength—my anchor. But through the haze, I heard him speaking to the midwife. "Control the dosage. Just delay Ellen's delivery for three hours." "But she is already fully dilated. Forcibly delaying it could be dangerous…" The midwife's voice trembled. "It's fine. She wasn't due yet anyway. She only went into labor because she secretly used induction drugs. Delaying the birth will only benefit her." Disbelief crashed over me. I tried with everything I had to speak—to explain. But then I saw him glance at his watch, murmuring to himself, "My sister-in-law is only five centimeters dilated. If we stall for three hours, my brother's child will be the eldest grandson. This is a promise I made to my brother." Terror seized me. I tried to struggle, but the needle had already pierced my skin. In an instant, the child that had been about to emerge was forced violently back into my body. The pain doubled, twisting through me like a storm. Darkness swallowed my vision, and I lost consciousness. When I came to, I had been dragged into an underground storage room. Only after his sister-in-law's son had been safely born did Renato remember me. When he returned—holding the toy he had personally made for our soon-to-be-born child—and ordered his assistant to bring me back to the operating room… All he found were two cold, lifeless bodies.

Arrange Marriage! para sa pamilya, sa mga manggagawa na patuloy na umaasa sa kanilang pamilya. Si Armina Mondragon bunsong anak, maganda, matalino at isinilang na may gintong kutsara sa labi, at higit sa lahat mabait at masunuring anak kung kaya't Siya ay pumapayag sa nais Ng kanilang magulang. Ang kanyang pinakamamahal na Kuya Nathaniel ay hindi sang Ayon dahil ayaw niyang ipakipagsapalaran Ang kaligayahan Ng kanyang kapatid. Samantala, si Eduard Vincent Araneta,, solong anak na tagapag mana, arogante at matalino, siya Ang bubuo sa buhay ni Armina.

Meski hanya pernikahan kontrak, Elena adalah istri sempurna dalam segala hal. Pintar, patuh, dan dihormati. Ia baik pada semua orang dan setia pada suaminya. Ia puas menjalani hidup seperti itu, meski terus-menerus ditagih soal kehamilan. Sampai suatu hari, suaminya pulang membawa selingkuhan dan menuntut perceraian. "Baiklah," kata Elena tenang, "Aku akan menceraikanmu." Mata Rafael berbinar mendengar kata-kata istrinya. Namun, ia terkejut karena Elena belum selesai. "Tapi jangan kaget kalau kau menerima undangan pernikahanku berikutnya." Semua orang terkejut, Elena benar-benar menikah lagi, dengan pria yang lebih muda dan, ternyata, lebih kaya! Dan ia memastikan mantan suaminya menyesal telah kehilangan dukungan wanita seperti dirinya.

How long does it take to give up on a man you've loved for ten years? It takes me 3 seconds. The first second, I signed my name on the contract to become the chief designer of a renowned studio in Paris. The second second, I lock away ten years of my youth in my heart. The third second, I completely prepare to leave Levi's world. My fiancé Levi is the heir of the Smith Group, the absolute aristocracy. For others, he is untouchable. But for me, he's the childhood sweetheart who, with a crooked paper ring he made himself for the first time in his hand, told me, "You're the only girl I'll ever marry, even if I have to wait a hundred years." From that moment on, the only person I wanted to marry was Levi, and I never doubted that I would eventually marry Levi. But on the day of our engagement, he disappeared. I waited for a whole year, waiting for a message, a phone call, or a knock on the door, but nothing came. Later, he finally appeared. He stood next to a red Ferrari, holding flowers, and said that he still loved me, that he wasn't ready before, and begged me to give him another chance. I almost believed him. But at the same time, I received a provocative message from Levi's first love, Ruby: [Aren't you curious where he went during the time he eloped from your engagement? I'm already pregnant with Levi's child, and he loves kissing my pregnant belly the most.] I wiped away my tears, turned around, and applied to study in the Sorbonne University Faculty of Medicine, leaving only one sentence: "Levi, we're breaking up." Learning that I was leaving, Levi went crazy. He braved the heavy rain and blocked the entrance to my new place, his eyes red, asking me: "Stella, if I make Ruby abort the child, can you come back to me?"

“Daddy… Fuck me daddy… I know daddy wants my pussy…. Yeah daddy harder… Oh..” I moaned tightly, biting my bottom lips. “So close.” I whispered, twirling my other hand on my breast, pinching and swirling my thumb against my dark buds. It was fucking sweet having pleasuring myself but I wondered what it would actually feel like having daddy’s cock inside of me instead. My eyes had immediately seized upward, and my hues widened with shock, snapping at the sight of my father figure who stood unwavering at the door. My heart skipped a beat that I swallowed harshly having pushed the words out my mouth. “Daddy….” my eyes leaned on him, watching as his dark shadow loomed further inside my room, and he pushed the door closed from behind with my breath which had halted. My leg involuntarily squeezed themselves to together, and another pleasure weaved its way into my body, maybe it was actually due to shock. What was he fucking doing here? “Princess where you fantasizing about me?” *** Roses weren’t red, neither were violent blue to me, all I wanted was pleasure but it all went too far….. The moment I saw how gracious my stepdad appeared, I had made it my mission to seduce him. Unfortunately what I didn’t know was that I was a naïve nineteen years old who was being used. He turned to a monster, and he made it his own life mission to torment my existence.

“Nothing could stop me, no one could, Kamilah, and I know that you know that. But unless you say no, then I’ll quit right here and there.” He said, his dark brown eyes melting my own. I avoided his heavy gaze, "Just leave, Magnus." He gritted his teeth, gold hues circling around his eyes, “No, let’s fight together. Me and you. Having you by my side gives me peace, Kamilah.” **** It’s a taboo to have a female alpha, but what more when the alpha queen gets together with the unwanted hybrid? Chaos. Kamilah Ziraili was born as an omega, and been obsessed with the son of the Alpha, Darian. But when the most feared Alpha Magnus, suddenly took an interest to her, things took a turn. Kamilah broke the werewolf rules, gaining her own power an making her the target for enemies for disrupting the balance. Finding out that her mate is Alpha Magnus himself, and what more, a hybrid, who offers to help her, chaos erupted in the world, along with her heart. And with her past love coming back into life, she’s forced what to choose. Her past, identity, or her own pack? “You can’t lead, you’re a female who can’t have her own pack.” He said, and I gave him a smirk. “No one loves a female who could lead. They want someone who would be willing to submit and don't expect me to do that. I won’t kneel down before any man no matter what." Book 1 of Destined Series (can be read as standalone)

A story that's not literally hunting for a treasure that full of jewelry, gold-bars and diamonds. But about a life of a maiden, named treasurer that gone missing for almost a decade. The organization that she was in, tried to find her but all end up dead. Everyone thinks that treasure is a man, not knowing it's a woman. How fools of all man degrading people by their genders. Over the years, Treasure live a life. Nothing bothers her. She'll simple kill people who gets on her way. An easy deal for an easy will. One unexpected day, her parents decided to arrange her marriage to a stranger. Treasure as an obedient daughter, she didn't disagree and gladly accept her parents offer as long as she have their money. There's no such thing as love in Treasures vocabulary. What her parents want is what she do. She may act innocent, talks and move childish as what she seems to her husband. But you wouldn't know what else could be done by this woman. Treasure live a life, life that she have been dreaming through the years.

This is a story that contains the stories of six people and their lives s a family. Starting with Krissy a young doctor who works with the military and finds love on the worst of days. One by one her kids and herself grow and add to the family over a span of twenty Plus years.

"I never chose the life I had back then. Never asked for it But now all that I have, I have earned. Maybe not by the right means but they are mine all the same. " His rough hands caressed my tear stained cheeks with such gentleness that it could easily fool me. It almost did. I wanted to scoot away but the ropes tying my hands to the bedpost, tugged at my skin harshly. There was no escape."But even if I get everything in the world, there will always be one thing missing."He didn't have to complete the sentence for me to know the answer.****The darkness from her past had returned hand in hand with the taunting present. Rose was caged in the hands of the devil and he was not ready to let go anytime sooner.****Sequel to the submission series. (Submit #2)Slow updates.Triggers and smut present.I do not own the background picture of this book's cover.Book cover made by me.