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On their engagement day, her fiancé cheated with her sister, and pushed her down the stairs even though she was pregnant!Five years later, Charmine Jiang made an impactful return, rooted with a deep hatred for scumbags. She was cold-hearted, ready to fight for the family money, eyed to become a supermodel. She was ready to stun the world.Although she was determined to make her own money for revenge, hordes of men still insisted on helping her, spoiling her.“Who offended my lady? Get the gears ready!”“AK999 ready, I’ve got the scumbags! Dad, Mom, please bring me a little sister!”

In "The Color of Love is Brown," Professor Brown Sanders is thrust into a deadly game of survival in the heart of the jungle. When his team is killed by a tribe of fierce Amazon warriors, he is taken captive by their leader, Dianne. She gives him an ultimatum: death or becoming her mate. But as he navigates a dangerous new world full of ancient traditions and treacherous enemies, he discovers a shocking truth about Dianne that changes everything. As Brown and Dianne grow closer, her handmaid Neytiri plots against her, planting evidence that turns the tribe against Brown. In a heart-pounding battle of wills, Brown must fight for his life and the woman he loves against Neytiri's machinations. With the fate of the tribe and their love at stake, Brown must find a way to overcome his captors and save the day. Full of action, romance, and betrayal, "Amazonian Love" is a thrilling adventure that will leave you on the edge of your seat. Follow Brown as he braves the dangers of the jungle and fights for his freedom and the love of his life. Will he emerge victorious, or will the Amazon claim another victim?

"Jayden, your grandfather gave a promise to Queen Camellia, the mother of King Henry to protect their kingdom after the death of her King consort. And as you know about the backstabbing of Edward II. It seems like we are incompetent in fulfilling the promise of your grandfather. For protecting the throne of Orbloem and giving its actual Ruler back the only way possible is to have a relationship with the Bloemen Royal Family other than Frienship. As Rosaleigh is the crown princess of Orbloem and you're the heir apparent to Swedwish throne. I want you to marry Rosaleigh." Grandmama adjured. Without any further thoughts I stood to my feet and picked up the box from the mahogany table. "Your wish my command mormor." I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Being Born to a royal family is not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wish. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Swedway. And the only way I see to regain and protect Orbloem's land is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. *** Jayden Alexander Krigston wants to marry Rosaleigh Isabelle Bloemen to fulfill his grandfather's promise. In that attempt he indeed falls in love with Rosaleigh. But as always fate has another plans.. How will Jayden being a NOBLE fulfill the PROMISE? Copyrights © 2020 by B_Iqbal

--UNDER HEAVY EDITING-- "Where are my kids?" His overbearing tone made her shudder in fear. She stepped back a little and gazed at him with widened eyes. "Correction, they are my kids." ** What was every woman's dream? to get married to the man of her choice. To get married to the man of their dreams. Natasha married the man of her dreams, but he crushed her feelings, leaving her to cater for her unborn twins all by her self. She traveled out of the county and began a new life. She gave birth to her twins, and catered for them well. But that is the problem! The problem is what if her children finds out that Daddy is a rich CEO? What will happen when she began working in her ex-husband's company? __ TO READ EDITED VERSION, PLEASE LOG OUT AND LOG BACK IN.

Lorsque je suis allée refaire le certificat de liaison conjugale, l'agent du service administratif m'a annoncé : « Votre ancien certificat de liaison est un faux. Nous n'avons aucune trace de votre enregistrement ici. » Je n'en croyais pas mes oreilles et j'ai insisté : « Sébastien et moi sommes pourtant officiellement liés depuis cinq ans… Comment est-ce possible ? Pouvez-vous vérifier à nouveau, s'il vous plaît ? » Cyrille a compulsé une seconde fois nos dossiers et a conclu : « Les documents de l'Alpha Sébastien sont bien là… Mais selon nos archives, son partenaire officiel n'est pas vous. » Ma voix s'est brisée : « Qui, alors ? » « Lorie. » Sa réponse était nette. À ce nom, j'ai serré le dossier de la chaise jusqu'à blêmir, luttant pour ne pas m'effondrer. Avant que Cyrille ne prononce le nom de Lorie, j'espérais encore une erreur. Mais maintenant, tout prenait un sens terriblement cohérent. Lorie… n'était autre que l'amie d'enfance de Sébastien ! À cet instant, tant de choses trouvaient enfin une explication : ces cinq années passées comme son partenaire, sans qu'il ne me marque jamais. Notre cérémonie de liaison, cinq ans plus tôt, n'avait été qu'une mascarade. J'avais tout abandonné pour lui, croyant à un bonheur possible. Mais ces cinq années de « félicité » n'étaient qu'une illusion, soigneusement fabriquée par lui. Puisque rien de tout cela ne m'appartenait vraiment… il était temps de partir...

My fiancé's true love was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Her last request? "I want your bridal gown, your wedding, your fiancé, and you to be our wedding witness." She donned the gown I had made for myself, wore the jewelry I had chosen for my special day, and took my fiancé's arm. She stole my marriage. I thought I would endure it—for the sake of a dying woman. But that wasn't enough for her. Soon, she attended an auction to buy the only thing I had left from my late mother. I watched as she and my ex drove the price of Mom's white nephrite bracelet up to a staggering 27,000,000 dollars. The people I had called family had drained me dry. I was at my wit's end. I couldn't afford to keep the bracelet any longer. I was about to lose my mother's keepsake—until a calm, cool voice echoed above the din. "40,000,000." The crowd fell silent. The mysterious scion of the Kenway family had spoken. And he added, "A gift for me to the ever-elegant Miss Taylor Jones." I thanked him. "I'll repay you for this, Mr. Kenway. Slowly, but surely!" He frowned. "Hold on. Don't you remember me, Taylor?" "Huh?!"

He is a CEO who once had autism, and in a hollow world, only she can make him feel at ease. Because of her, overnight, he destroyed the city's largest nightclub; because of her, he took a series of stunningly beautiful photos that caused a sensation. He domineeringly keeps her by his side, destroying the things she likes, all because he wants to earn her favor. She feels unlucky and miserable, he is like a madman, obstinate and resolute. His crazy possessiveness frightens her. When she asked him to let her go, she never expected him to actually agree...

"What are you doing? You’re not supposed to remember." My voice trembled as he smirked, fingers sliding into my hair, tugging just enough to make me gasp. "You’re my wife, Eve." His lips brushed my ear, his breath hot, teasing. "It doesn’t matter how long it’s been. You’re still mine." His grip tightened as he pressed closer, his body flush against mine. "And those men always around you? Get rid of them. Or I will." Eve has never lived a day without looking over her shoulder. Abandoned at birth for being the "lesser" twin. Taken back only when her sister needed a kidney. Betrayed by her fiancé. Forced into marriage in her sister’s place. Now, she belongs to Xander—ruthless, powerful, and broken. A man feared by many, bound to her by a contract neither of them wanted. He is scarred, both inside and out, but somehow, she is the only one who soothes his demons. But what happens when Xander realizes he isn’t the only one watching his wife? And when Eve discovers that, for the first time in her life, someone is willing to burn the world for her?

"Use your words Isabella , I want to hear that sweet voice of yours " His voice dripped with cold menace as his grip on my jaw tightened even more. My lips trembled under his harsh glare. I could barely manage to hold his gaze with my blurry teary ones . "I..I'm sorry A..Ace" I stuttered "You are always sorry, a pathetic cry baby is all you are ever going to be. " He sneered further tightening his grip on my shoulders. I couldn't stop an embarrassing tear that escaped my eyes at his words. "You are so pathetic, I will only hurt you more until you are nothing more than dust beneath my feet " My eyes widened when he inched closer , not knowing what to expect i shut my eyes tightly close . I stopped breathing when his breath fanned against my cheeks. When I opened my eyes he was gone. He used to be my crush and childhood best friend... But now he's my nightmare. He hates me, and he's vowed to make my life a living hell. Because I made a huge mistake. Staying alive when I should have died.

"Life and Death are like green and red: you can't be both, but you can be neither. " Will you accept if you were given a chance to live forever? Or would you rather live with the fact that life ends with death? For Simon, there is no other choice than to live until everyone dies. All he wants is to be dead, but how?