The Woman I Was Before

WARNING ️: this book may contain steamy and sexual content Which is strictly not for kids under 18. "Nathaan....." I screamed as I felt his huge cap at the entrance of my womanhood. Hello didn't give a damn about me as he pressed deeper into my wet pussy. My v walls pulsated around the root of his big cock while he kept pushing inside of me. " Pleaseeee Nathan, you're hard on meeeee" I managed to speak out trying to pull his hips away from mine, rather he retracted his hip and thrusted it dick fully, deeper, stretching me wider enough to accommodate his position. Nathan is a young, handsome, famous musician who lives happily single not until he was diagnosed with a terminal illness that made him bury his life in alcohol and sex. He believes that women are created for sex only and love comes with money. Not until he met a nurse, Eva meadows who isn't moved by his wealth or fame or even his physical looks but all she wishes for is to find true love, not the kind she had with Henry— her boyfriend. Now Eva works as Nathan's personal nurse, what neither of them expects is to fall in love. Not the kind that saves you—but the kind that changes you. He taught her how to feel. She taught him how to live. Now, as time slips away, they must face one impossible truth: Can you really learn to live… when you’re running out of time to love?

Alpha Kaelan, my fated mate, despised me. He blamed me for the death of his childhood sweetheart, Lila. He hated our fated bond. He hated my power. He hated that the Elders forced him to mark me. He hated that our mating drove Lila to her death. So for twenty years, we were trapped in a cage of hatred, each wishing the other would drop dead. Until the day I was poisoned and dying. The moment I felt the poison, I knew. Kaelan did this. My wolf howled, fighting to keep me alive until he came home. I killed him with a silver dagger. But then, as he lay dying, I heard him whisper to his second-in-command. "Don't you dare kill her. The antidote I got from the witch… give it to Selene. And she can never know it was from me..." "And... you have to find out... who's been poisoning her all this time." After he died, a searing pain tore through my chest. Tears streamed down my face. I refused the antidote. I wanted this whole mistake to end. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back before he marked me. I took a deal with the Supernatural Council and left the continent behind. This time, I rejected our bond. I would give him and his precious Lila the happy ending they deserved.

Evvie Moondragon had it all. The stunning looks. A hot lover. Popularity unrivaled by anyone. Yet she had something missing. A mate. For the past three years she always believed her boyfriend and future beta Zachary was her mate. So, she decided that on her 18th birthday, she would give herself fully to him. Only to find out he comes home one day with a new girl strapped on his arm. A girl who is not her, and pregnant. The moment Evvie locked eyes for the first time with Zachary on her 18th birthday, she realized she was right all along. He indeed was her mate, but it was never meant to be. The thought of him cheating on her for another girl tore her apart and she decides to just run from it all. Zachary rejected her and she runs away to the human world. Two years later, a new Alpha who had taken over her pack forced her to return to the place she once dreaded. She had no choice but to pledge his loyalty to him or else she would die after disconnecting with her pack for too long. Zachary is now the beta of her pack. And it turns out, fate wasn’t so good to him either. What happens when the two high-ranking werewolves begin to turn at each other to fight for her love?

Three years ago, Vincent Harlow slept with a college student. When I found out, I was ready to walk away from the marriage with nothing if it meant I could divorce him. The day we were supposed to finalize the paperwork, Vincent jumped off a high-rise building. Tree branches broke his fall partway down. He survived, but his leg was shattered. Now, he was in a hospital bed and sobbing through apologies, begging me to give him one more chance.

What happens when the playboy needs a woman to play with?Niko is the first son of the Sutton family but yet he has no authority in the family. With his playboy identity and unserious ways, he is stumped when his family needs him to have a serious relationship before they can consider giving him an opportunity at the family business.There come in Reyna, who agrees to be a pretend fiancée for Niko considering that she has an urgent need for money and he is known to not look at one woman twice. Will she really be safe from him or would they both end up with feelings they can’t describe?The plot changes however, when they discover that not only is he not what they think but is even stronger than the entire family.

"You okay?" He asks her and she nodded but the look on her face stats she's scared. "I'm fine" She muttered. "Did they hurt you?" He asked. "No" "Look at me. Look at me Elsa!" He insisted and Elsa shivered. "Can I ask you?" "What?" He asked. "Can you please remind me how I meet you." Elsa said. "It all started at a party" He said. ___ Her name is Elsa, A nineteen years old naive girl. Beautiful with hazel eyes. She was being treated differently by her family members. What did she do? Getting raped wasn't her fault. Is that the reason she has to be treated so bad?! Everything changed, in just One day. Every day she ask herself, how on Earth did she get to meet the bad Mafia Boss! Can her life get anymore better?

Charlene Davis never imagined that one accidental encounter would turn her world upside down. When she meets Astrid Evans—a woman with her exact face—they both realize a truth neither of them ever knew: they're twins, separated at birth. But before Charlene can process it, Astrid makes her a shocking offer: pretend to be her for a month in exchange for a large sum of money. Needing the cash, Charlene agrees. What she doesn't know is that Astrid is married to Malik Evans, a cold, ruthless billionaire who despises his wife. Thrust into a loveless marriage filled with tension and secrets, Charlene must endure Malik's wrath—while pretending to be the woman he loathes. But something unexpected happens. Charlene begins to fall for Malik, and to her surprise, Malik begins to soften. He sees a different side of his “wife”—gentle, sincere, kind. He begins to fall in love, a feeling he thought impossible after Astrid’s past betrayal. Yet just as Malik is ready to forgive and start over, the truth unravels: Charlene isn’t Astrid—and he’s been fooled again. Heartbroken and furious, Malik pushes Charlene away. Charlene walks away with a shattered heart and a newfound secret—she’s pregnant with Malik’s child. Determined to build a better life for her baby, Charlene chooses to move forward, stronger and wiser. But fate has other plans. After divorcing Astrid, Malik realizes that his heart still belongs to the woman who showed him what real love could be. Returning to Charlene, he begs for forgiveness and proposes marriage—not out of guilt, but out of love. Now, Charlene must decide: Can she forgive the man who broke her heart... for the love they both deserve?

Matured Content Here!! To bring back his beloved dead wife to life, Demon has to kill and bring the souls of 16 different Princesses to Hades. He accidentally met Elena who happens to be his Dark Shadow Mate and also discovered she was the last Princess he ought to kill, Demon couldn't bring himself to do it. He started protecting her from others that wants Elena for the powers she didn't even know she possesses. At the long run Demon found out his wife wasn't dead but alive. She and Hades needed Elena powers to bring out the Ancient locked Dark Powers. A battle for who is the strongest began.

As the plane was going down, we discovered one of the parachutes was defective. In that life-or-death moment, Eugene Shaw handed me the last working parachute. I made it to the ground, but my illegitimate sister, Sharon Cook, was lost in the crash, her remains never recovered. After our rescue, Eugene kept his word and married me, fulfilling our engagement. The wedding was extravagant, but our marriage was a complete disaster. For six years, he lived with a searing hatred, convinced I was responsible for Sharon’s death. To him, I was a villain, and my life became a living hell. When we finally reached the end of our toxic marriage, Eugene dragged me back to the site of the crash, choosing to end both our lives in a twisted act of vengeance. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day, just before the crash. This time, I decided to give the chance of survival to the person he loved most.

When Adriano Morelli realized I hadn’t submitted a single household request in three days, he called me himself for the first time in months. “Serafina,” he said, his voice smooth and patient, “the clinic has been cleared. Your file is back on priority. See? When you stop making things difficult and learn how this family works, I make sure you’re taken care of.” He always sounded the gentlest when he was reminding me who held the power. What he didn’t know was that by the time his name lit up my screen, the divorce papers were already drafted. From the outside, I had everything a woman could want: a guarded penthouse, a driver on call, designer clothes, and the last name of one of the most feared men in the city. But almost none of it was mine. The cards were monitored. Cash had to be approved. Staff took Viviana Costa’s orders before they ever listened to me. Even the wardrobe budget, my schedule, and access to the family office all ran through her hands. Adriano called it convenience. Three days ago, I was rushed into a private clinic, blood soaking through my dress, while a doctor told me there was still a chance to save the baby if the emergency deposit was paid immediately. I called Adriano until my hands shook. Viviana stalled the transfer. First there was no direct authorization. Then the amount was too large. Then Adriano was in a meeting and could not be disturbed over something that might not be serious. By the time the money came through, it was too late. The baby was gone. I had stayed with Adriano for two reasons: I loved him, and I believed that when it truly mattered, he would choose me. I was wrong about both. Our child died first. My marriage died with it.