Why Do The Wicked Prosper While The Righteous Suffer

The Cinderella story never ends about a wicked step mom and her daughter who takes over the mansion and maltreats the husband's daughter. In the case of Roxanna Roland, she's more like the unfortunate Cinderella who never got to meet a prince at midnight. About to be wedded to a man who is in love with her sister and at the same time, pregnant for a complete stranger with no identity or a face to him. A daughter from a wealthy home how can she face the shame and disgrace she unleashed upon herself. Who is the father of her child? Will she ever find him? What if she finds him, will he accept her child?

Olivia was hired by an imprisoned Billionaire Nicholas and his Wife Marina as a surrogate because Marina was Barren and Nicholas needed an heir to keep his legacy, Along the line Olivia and Nicholas fell in love but Nicholas loved his wife and couldn’t continue his affair with his Olivia which Olivia also doesn’t want to be a Mistress .Olivia got pregnant and moved on. Months later she put to bed but unfortunately two of the babies didn’t developed well, Marina left the two kids and took just the four of the kids away.Olivia did everything she could do in her power to save the two kids. Five years later Nicholas gained freedom while one of the kids with Olivia needs a bile transplant and Olivia had to take another job which she was at Nicholas company. Nicholas find out about the two kids while Marina twisted it against Olivia that she stole the two kids while she put to bed, Olivia tried to explain to Nicholas but Nicholas and Marina took away the kids from her. Four years later Olivia doesn’t want just the two kids anymore but all the kids. Will Olivia get back her kids?

“I want you to be mine, Rheina.” Rheina Angeline Amatea eagerly approved her parent's suggestion to marry her to a man she'd never come across to convince Nathan Hennesy Smith— the man who shattered her heart into pieces— that she no longer cares for him. She doesn't notice that the man she is scheduled to walk down the aisle was the man she has hated for so long— Nathan Hennesy Smith. Is she still abides by her parent's will if, in return, she will suffer at the hands of the man she hates the most? What if she still loves Nathan while Nathan doesn't want her anymore? What does she have to do to get back Nathan’s affection for her?

Vannilli was taken aback by her sister Samantha's abrupt changes when she returned home from the retreat, thus she enlisted the support of her friends to travel to Villa Erlinda. She was curious as to why her sister had suddenly changed her attitude. There, she will know that Samantha, who returned to them after her retreat, is no longer her sister. Samantha's body was used to do wicked things by the soul of Doa Erlinda's only daughter, according to the housekeeper who used to be their tour guide during their retreat. And the only way to get rid of the terrible spirit that utilizes her body to perform evil deeds is to kill the host. Van's thoughts was even more perplexed, and she had no idea what to do. Will she going to kill her sister or will she be able to find another way to save her and get rid of the evil spirit at the same time ?

When Melody's father's company went bankrupt, she was forced to enter an auction to pay off nearly 50 million in debt. She was bought for the price he needed by a rich but old man. Even though she was afraid, she couldn't do anything without giving herself away. Five years ago, Apollo Luxerio one of the youngest billionaire in Asia slept with a woman he didn't know. He sent to look for it everywhere but his men could not find her. Until one day, he saw someone who looked exactly like the woman he was looking for. Fearing that the girl might run or hide again, he went straight to the girl's father to negotiate a marriage. Will Melody agree to the marriage her father wants? What will she do when she finds out that Apollo is the father of her twin children? Will she learn to love him even if she knows the reason why Apollo wanted to marry her?

There was a loud silence in Rayuwa. Certain things were never discussed, but everyone knew it was forbidden for the people of Rayuwa to leave the Island. The Only person that was allowed that privilege was the Sarki and his family. It was believed that in the past, to save Lafiya and prosper the land and people, the Island of Rayuwa and its people were sacrificed. They were to carry the burden of keeping the deities happy while they prospered the land and the country. The price that Rayuwa paid for this responsibility was confinement. They were never to leave the island. People had been rumoured to try and escape the Island, but they never made it. Some of them ended up as corpses washed onto the shores of Rayuwa. Soon the people just stopped trying to leave. Binta was born on the island with no hope of ever escaping until she met Adam and fell in love. When she becomes royalty, she can leave the island but the liberation of the people of Rayuwa is paramount and she and Adam work closely together to liberate the people. (The point of view of the story changes. In each chapter, different affected characters will tell the story from their point of view. This is to enable the reader to have the full understanding of the story and also understand how the characters reason.)

*You want me to fuck you, i know you do* PRETEND YOU MINE. "I'm not your girl, Ethan." I snapped instantly. "You were during that kiss, Brynne." Eyes flickering, he read me, and then he inhaled. I was a damp mess between my legs, and I wondered if he could smell me. "You smell so good... and fucking sexy." Sweet Jesus! His thumb rubbed over my collarbone where his hand still rested on my neck. And I did absolutely nothing to stop him. I was enjoying the view too much. I'd tousled his hair from the mauling with my hands. He still looked gorgeous and probably did even when he crawled out of bed in the mornings. Bed. Was there a bed in our immediate future? It would take next to nothing on my part to get this man into bed. I didn't have to be a genius to know he wanted sex. The real question here was did I want it? "Ethan." I pushed against the wall of steel that was his body and got nowhere. "Why are you doing this? Why are you acting this way to me?" "Don't know. I can't stay away and I'm not acting. I tried to leave you alone but I can't do it." He feathered his other hand over my hair and down until it was resting on the other side of my neck. "I don't want to stay away from you." He rubbed slow erotic circles with his thumbs meeting at the middle of my throat. "You want me too, Brynne, I know you do."

"It's just for a few hours. Please, help me out." Lilian said. Her voice pleading, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears but she didn't break down in front of a random stranger. "Why would I?" Shane said coldly. Helping a stranger wasn't one of his virtues. "I will pay the price." Lilian said desperately. "Please, do me the favour." Shane stared at the girl standing in front of him. She really didn't seem to know him otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned about paying him. And looking at her, what possibly could she pay him! As if reading his mind, Lilian spoke up, "I will do whatever you ask me to do after this." Shane gave her an impassive expression before he asked, "Do I have your words on this?" "It's a deal." Lilian said not thinking much about what she was binding herself to. She never had a clear sky and was already at the dead end anyway. So, what worse possibly be awaiting her! Little did she know how Shane would be taking her up on that offer!

Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter—The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. “Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. “Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle—The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge!

Being assigned to become the personal guard of a mafia boss is already a difficult task. Becoming his guard and carrying his child at the same time? Near impossible. “The baby isn’t yours.” Luciano smirked, a deadly glint flashing in his eyes. “Oh, really?” he asked, one of his eyebrows raised. He walked closer to me, each of his steps resonating in the dark room. I couldn’t help but gulp at the sight of him. It has been three long years since I’ve last seen him, but why has he even gotten hotter than before? “I’m going to ask you once more,” he said, leaning closer to my face. I held my head up high, determined not to succumb to his charm. “Is she mine?” I shook my head. “Definitely not yours.” His jaw ticked, and he looked to the side before leaning his face even closer to mine, his hot breath hovering over my lips. I held in my breath and watched the alluring movement of his lips. “Then, which scoundrel does that child belong to?” I placed both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. “Why? What are you going to do about it if you know?” He tilted his head to the side and smirked. “I’m going to kill that bastard.”