Video Poker 9/6 Novels & Stories

The day my mom was beaten up for being a mistress, I slammed the family crest into my dad’s face. I had been studying abroad, and on my return flight, I came across a video. The title read, [Richest Family’s Heirs Defend Their Mom and Beat Up Mistress.] In the video, my mother was wearing coarse linen clothes while my brothers surrounded her. They were punching and kicking her. They even tore her clothes and cussed her out as a shameless mistress. Her eyes were teary as she desperately tried to explain. However, she was only met with mocking laughter. A stranger in haute couture stood shielded behind them, and she sweetly said, “Alright, I know you’re doing this for me, but we don’t need to waste our time on ungrateful people.” The surrounding guests showered her with birthday wishes and praised her for her graciousness. “This is the grace befitting Mrs. Roth! Do some people really not own a mirror at home?” “A mistress dares to call herself Mrs. Roth? Doesn’t she know the entire Roth family was built on her assets? Which part of her looks like a lady?” Hearing them call her “Mrs. Roth,” I clenched my phone, and the screen reflected my icy expression. I had only been away from home for three years. How did I not know that I had acquired such a despicable “mother”?

This is the part 2 of "One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger" Peyton Smith believed that perfection was just a few weeks away. She might finally have the future she had always imagined: the ideal partner, the ideal nuptials, the ideal suburban home. That was before her fiancé absconded and wed a showgirl from Las Vegas. It might have been an understatement to say she was a little irritated. Nevertheless, her life as she knew it shouldn't have ended because of a foolish video that was posted on Facebook. Thank you so much, Finn Devereaux enjoyed his life just the way it was. When his editor requested that he write a blog series on the lady whose breakdown went viral, he was not impressed at all. Trying to make her fall in love with him over some foolish wager made on national television was the last thing he needed or wanted. However, what could a man do? It was a challenge, after all, and perhaps he could lessen the shame that would undoubtedly befall them both in the aftermath of that challenge. She was over husbands, marriage, and white picket fences, and he didn't believe in happily ever after, so there was no prospect of them falling in love. Hello my beautiful and handsome readers, I would like to inform you all that this story is a series and I will be posting all of them here, I hope you all enjoy the story 🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖 thank you🙏💕 all so much for ur support.

I've had a crush on Don Luciano Damiani for ten years. Heck, I even agree to his request to sleep with him a thousand times before we finally get to announce our relationship to the world. The locations vary, be it Luciano's private shooting range or the VIP lounge. He uses every trick up his sleeve just to groom me into his personal plaything. Every time we do it, Luciano will kiss me while coaxing the answer out of me. "Do you want our relationship to go public, babe?" I've answered him "yes" 999 times. Of course, he disappoints me 999 times as well. But on the thousandth time, Luciano says, "Cecilia, let's announce our relationship on my birthday, which will be held in two days." Excitement washes over me at that moment. But that's when my best friend, Valentina Fiore, starts a video chat with me. "I lost to Luciano in a racing competition. Yesterday, I had to go to the City Hall to get our marriage registered there. "But he still intends to keep you as his mistress. That's why we shall fight for his affection to the best of our ability on fair grounds. "The next two days shall be our contending period. We'll bet on who matters to Luciano more. The loser will travel to the Republic of Azamir as a war correspondent, whereas the winner gets to attend his birthday party and announce their relationship to the world."

Ethan Vale has spent three years building the perfect reputation. The top law student. The scholarship boy. The one person everyone expects to become something extraordinary. Noah Reyes was never supposed to be part of his story. The university’s celebrated football star lives beneath the weight of expectations—his family’s respected Christian name, a carefully crafted public image, and a relationship with the girl everyone believes he’s destined to marry. Behind closed doors, however, the truth is far more dangerous. Their love was never meant to be seen. But one leaked video is enough to destroy everything. Before the scandal has a chance to settle, Noah is involved in a devastating car crash that leaves him fighting for his life. As the police uncover suspicious evidence suggesting his brakes may have been tampered with, the investigation takes a shocking turn. The prime suspect? Ethan. With manipulated evidence, a university turning against him, a scholarship hanging by a thread, and even Noah denying they were ever more than strangers, Ethan finds himself trapped inside a lie carefully built to bury the truth. But some secrets refuse to stay buried. Because love can be silenced. Truth can be twisted. Justice can be bought. Yet when the courtroom finally opens its doors, only one question will matter— How far would you go to protect the person you love… even if it means letting the whole world believe you’re the villain?

The day I announced I was quitting writing, the entire internet celebrated. Everyone except my girlfriend's rumored boyfriend, the famous mystery author, Bryan Vega. In a short video, he looked genuinely regretful. "This is all a misunderstanding. I’ve always admired Kobi’s work, and I hope he’ll come back for the sake of his readers." I turned off my phone and ignored him completely. In my previous life, the web novel I wrote was identical to the mystery novel he published. People online called me a plagiarist and wished death on my whole family. I tried to defend myself, posting my drafts, outlines, and timestamps. Yet, it didn't matter. The last edit timestamp on his document was ten minutes earlier than mine. Just those ten minutes destroyed me. The messages never stopped. Strangers flooded my inbox with insults. Some even showed up at my house and threw paint on the walls. Years of nonstop harassment dragged me into depression. My parents tried to clear my name, but obsessed fans hunted them down and murdered them using methods copied straight from his novel. In the end, on the very day his book won a major award, I sealed my windows and burned charcoal, ending my life. And then, I opened my eyes again. I had returned to the day my new book was supposed to be released.

It was no secret that Frank Leclerc, the gang leader, was severely allergic to women. I was the only exception, which was why I was his fiancée. Unfortunately, a university student whose life he had saved refused to believe his condition was real. She relentlessly stalked him and clung to him at every opportunity. After her 99th attempt to sneak into his bed, Frank ordered his men to abandon her on a nearby snow-capped mountain. That same day, an avalanche struck, and she was presumed buried beneath the snow and missing. The news drove Frank mad. He rushed to the mountain himself and disappeared while searching for her. Not long afterward, a video went viral online. It showed Frank and that woman locked in a passionate kiss at the mountain's summit. Overnight, I became a laughingstock and the butt of everyone's jokes. Well, his allergy finally caught up with him that night. Gravely ill and pale as death, he looked at me and whispered, "She just... wanted to bear a child... for herself. Don't trouble her..." I sneered. Why the hell should I care about whatever pathetic reason she had? He had made one very critical mistake. He believed I had no other option but to marry him. The truth was quite the opposite. He was the one who depended on me. Too bad for him. The moment he threw himself into that search party, I had already found myself a new beau.

his story main theme is COMEDY. There is a plot of course but not too deep (I hope XD). I plan to make this a light story with soooo many silliness. ------- Audelia Elizabeth Von Leonhart was the youngest daughter of Duke Leonhart. Due to being spoiled and loved by her family, Audelia grew to be a selfish and malicious woman. She was in love with the Crown Prince of the kingdom she lived in, Rozenkrentz Kingdom. Her deep love toward the prince caused her to be obsessed with him and she would do ANYTHING to gain the crown prince's affection, that included harassing and assassination attempt to the woman who crown prince loved so dearly. Because of her malicious deeds, the crown prince sentenced Audelia and Leonhart family to death. At the end of her life, Audelia regretted her action and how she loved a man to the point of being obsessed. Thus she made a last wish upon her death. "..If there is another life.. I will do my best to pay my sins.." Her wish was answered and she returned to the life when she was 6 years old. Audelia was surprised to know that she was reborn once again. Thus Audelia began her life once again, paying the sins she had committed in the past after finding out there was another secret behind her reincarnation.

"I hate you Mason Livingston," I mumbled breathlessly, my knuckles wound tightly around his collar, as my knees threatened to buckle under me. "I know," his throaty whisper threatened to undo the very last of my resistance. I had to resist him, I had to resist his kiss, his touch, his smell, I had to resist him. He broke my heart before. "But just for tonight," he brushed his lips lightly against mine and the very last shred of resistance gave way. "Just for tonight Imogen, I want to feel your passion, raw and untamed..." Just for tonight... Was my last thought before he claimed my lips with fiery passion. *** Imogen Grey wanted nothing more than to be loved by Mason Livingston, heir to the multi billion dollars Livingston empire. That was until he broke her heart in the worst way possible. Six years later, fate brings them together. Now Imogen wants nothing than to ruin Mason Livingston and also to protect her 6 year old son from him. But Mason is not the same playboy she knew six years ago. Now with everything riding on the line, Imogen must choose, passion or revenge

Cara Bloom and Liam Johnson used to be college sweethearts until Liam's father offered to pay for her mother's treatment with the condition that she will end things with his son because he is to be married to the daughter of his business tycoon friend. She signed a contract of secrecy and took up his offer. Her mother is transferred to one of the best hospitals, meaning she had to leave for Boston. It was for her good especially after she ended things with Liam over a text and cut off all ties with him. After battling cancer for many years, her mother eventually goes home to rest for good. Her mother's best friend, Mrs Johnson sends her a mail saying the least she could do for her best friend’s daughter is make sure she's okay and that's why she has secured her accommodation and a job in Dublin. Cara Bloom doesn't think twice, she immediately takes the offer. After all, she wanted to leave and forget the sad memories that Boston held, and last she checked, Liam was already married with a child so his father had nothing to worry about. Besides, it's been 6 years since she left Ireland. Find out what happens when their paths cross.

My name is Freya, I'm 16 but will be turning 17 in a few weeks, I'm a Junior at Belleview High, I'm part of the art club along with the photography club, I have straight A's which has always made my dad proud of me. I am finally out of that awkward teenage stage where my head was to big for my body, plus I'm no longer built like a little boy. Andrew is 17, 6 foot at least, with dark chocolate brown hair, the most piercing blue eyes i have ever seen in my life, with a strong jaw and the most perfect tan pink lush lips that I would love to crash my own against, he's built like a God and just his eyes can send a shiver down my spine. Everything about him makes my insides tense. He pushes me against a wall, pinning me to it while holding my hands above my head, his deep voice vibrating through my chest as he speaks with our closeness. Does he want me the way I want him? Can we hide what happens between us from our parent? I will risk it all for him. Will he do the same for me?