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On the day of my wedding, the video I had painstakingly prepared was suddenly replaced with intimate photos of my fiancé and my foster sister, Lindsey Remmington. Within minutes, it hit the top of the trending list. Overnight, I, a celebrated actress, became the abandoned bride of a wealthy family and a public laughingstock. Just when I thought I'd reached rock bottom, Connor Presley, the heir of Elluel City's most powerful family and the boy I'd grown up with, returned from abroad. In front of flashing cameras, he knelt with a diamond ring and proposed, silencing every rumor and every sneer. After we married, we appeared inseparable, our affection the picture of perfection. The only flaw was his infertility—his condition made it nearly impossible for me to conceive. For three long years, I underwent countless rounds of IVF. At last, I became pregnant. Connor was overjoyed. To celebrate, he threw an extravagant party in honor of our long-awaited child. But in the middle of the revelry, one of his closest friends, drunk and unguarded, muttered in Russian, "Connor, you've gone too far. Just because Lindsey was afraid pregnancy would ruin her figure, you put the zygote into Rachel's body and let her carry the baby for you two? If she ever finds out the truth, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Connor's expression didn't waver. "This was Lindsey's only wish. I had to grant it," he replied coolly. "Besides, having a child with Lindsey has always been my dream. Only her child deserves to be the heir of the Presley family. The days ahead are long—I'll make it up to Rachel, eventually." I stood frozen, my body trembling uncontrollably. That night, I made an appointment for an abortion. When Connor stormed into the hospital, raging like a madman, I looked up at him with chilling calm and said, "I understand Russian."

The longest confession of love is companionship. Each of us seeks happiness, do you want to be happy too? Come here so that I can heal you.

Blaze’s tongue speared into me, flicking and sucking fast and a strangled scream tore out of my throat. I arched off the bed, or attempted to, but Blaze’s grip on my hips were like granite, mercilessly pinning me to the bed as he ravished me like I was his last meal on earth. “Please,” I cried out through a stuttered moan. A moment later, Justin was crouching above me, gripping my throat firmly and making me mewl shakily as my eyelids fluttered uncontrollably. “You wanna be a good girl for us? Don’t you?” He asked, voice silky and deep. I nodded my head vigorously, eagerly. I wanted to be good for him, for the both of them– always. I always want to be good for them. “Now shush. Be a good girl and take it.” ————- Molly has been in a relationship with Justin for over a year, and their love was as strong as mountains. When Molly’s twenty-first birthday arrived, she didn’t expect her boyfriend to bring her most dirtiest fantasy to life, which was to have a threesome with two hot looking men. And when Molly and her boyfriend realized just how much they loved that night spent with Blaze, it became a reoccurring experience. But, what Molly didn’t expect to happen, was for her to unknowingly start catching feelings for Blaze. • • This is a m/w/m ménage story featuring: - dom/sub undertones. - sexual awakenings. - dirty as fuck sex.

Maynard Hansen planned a luxury birthday cruise for Darlene Thompson, but the cruise ship capsized when a violent storm swept in without warning. Without hesitation, Maynard gave the last seat on the lifeboat to Darlene. As I struggled in the water, my son, Waldo Hansen—whom I carried for nine months and gave birth to—cried out, "Don't let Mom up! She'll push Ms. Thompson off." Clutching nothing but a broken plank, I somehow made it to shore. By the time I collapsed on the sand, I was frozen, exhausted, and done. I had never felt so alone. Shortly after, I found myself clutching a diagnosis of severe depression in my hand. I was ready to bring this wretched life to a quiet end. But when my husband and son realized I truly didn't want to live anymore, they collapsed into tears. They wrapped their arms around me as they sobbed, "Please don't leave us. We really can't live without you."

Everyone knows I'm Brooke River's bootlicker—I've stuck by her side for the past ten years. Now, she's getting engaged to someone else, and everyone's waiting to see me make a fool of myself. The problem is… I already got married three years ago.

Cinta memang tak memandang apapun. Termasuk status dan IQ seseorang. Itulah yang dialami oleh Leo dan Dira dalam kisah cinta mereka. Berstatus sebagai seorang dosen, membuat Leo mampu ditaklukan oleh Dira yang nyatanya adalah mahasisiwinya sendiri. Motto hidup Leo yang awalnya berpatokan pada IQ, kini seakan terpental jauh oleh hadirnya sosok Dira dalam kehidupannya ... yang nyatanya jauh dari kriteria gadis impiannya. Di saat cinta mulai menang, kini justru masalah muncul dari orang tua Leo.

The moment I was born, I took her life. They called me a murderer. Marcus used to burn me with cigarette butts, and Dad would say it was my fate. “You’re a curse. If you had any conscience, you’d have gone to join Mom a long time ago to repay what you owe.” When Marcus was diagnosed with kidney failure, that same cold, distant father knelt in front of me. “Please… save him…” I put my hand on Dad’s shoulder. “Dad, I’ll do the surgery. But can you promise me one thing?” Dad performed the surgery himself. It was a success. He saved the son he loved most and took the life of the daughter he hated. But after I died, Dad turned himself in to the police, and Marcus lost his mind.

Sebuah takdir tentang pertemuan, luka dan penantian. Tak ada yang lebih mengetahui rahasia takdir melainkan Sang penulis takdir itu sendiri. Ini kisah mengenai persimpangan takdir antara 3 anak manusia. Lintang Kiani Ardiyanti, seorang copy writing yang memiliki trauma masa lalu tentang cinta. Sesuatu yang membuat dia percaya bahwa cinta tidak pernah tercipta untuk dirinya. Dari dikhianati oleh pasangan di saat sebuah janji ikatan hampir tersemat, hingga takdir yang sempat mempertemukannya dengan orang yang dirasa tepat, tetapi justru takdir itu sendiri yang merenggut dari sisinya. Ghazi Al-Aqsa, seorang santri yang sedang dalam masa akhir pengabdian, diutus oleh pihak pesantren untuk syi'ar selama setahun penuh di daerah lereng gunung pulau jawa bagian timur. Pria berdarah bugis-jawa dengan tubuh proporsional dan wajah yang sulit untuk tak mengundang perhatian. Perjalanan dakwah ternyata tak semudah yang dibayangkan, banyak hambatan yang harus dia lalui. Mulai dari sikap para warga yang masih saklek dengan adat yang ada, hingga hatinya sendiri yang sulit mengendalikan rasa. Zubair Akhtar Al-Barraq, sebenarnya masih memiliki silsilah dari keluarga yang sama dari garis kakek dari Ayah Lintang. Perpisahan adalah sisi lain dari pertemuan, jarak dan waktu membuat hubungan keduanya semakin berbeda. Akhtar terlihat semakin dingin dan kaku sejak berada di pesantren. Seolah Lintang adalah orang yang begitu asing baginya, tetapi Adib sang kakak beserta ibunya, tidak beranggapan begitu. Akhtar adalah sosok yang hangat dan penuh perhatian. Ada apa dengan kakaknya? Mengapa dia beranggapan begitu? Akhtar diam-diam selalu mengawasi Kiani dari tempat yang tak pernah dilihat oleh siapa pun, janjinya dengan Sang paman, ayah Kiani saat dia hendak berangkat ke Turki dulu. Dapatkan Lintang menemukan cinta dalam hidupnya, berdamai dengan luka-luka yang becokol dalam hati? Berhasilkah Ghazi dengan misi dakwahnya atau hanya menggenggam sesuatu yang sia-sia? Apa yang tersimpan dalam hati Akhtar, akankah Kiani mengetahui? Ikuti terus kisahnya dalam Milky way on The Midnight Starlight

My peace shattered when my daughter found a used condom in our family car. I knew my husband, Derek, never loved me, but I never thought he was the kind of man to leave the disgusting evidence of his betrayal for his daughter to find. I thought this was the worst part, but life was always harsher than you could imagine. When I followed an anonymous text to Derek’s office, I saw him, my husband, kissing a woman in front of the windows. It was Savannah—my sister, Derek’s first love, who had died seven years ago.

When my cousin died, my aunt forced me to marry her husband in order to take care of the child she left behind. She said that it was a way to pay her back for raising me after the death of my mom. For eight years of being in the marriage, I was bullied by my cousin's son, accusing me killing his mom in order to take over her home. And my husband? He never defended me. To them, I was nothing more than a mere house help. And the day I had looked forward finally came, when I could walk away from the marriage. But fate had other plans—I died in pain that very day. Now, with a second chance at life, I made one thing clear: I was done with that miserable family, for good.