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When I was born, I was already a certified liar. That's a fact that everyone seems to agree with. The truth is, my mom, who's a scientist, has implanted advanced chips into me and my fraternal twin brother, Ryan Hartwell, when we were still babies. By right, as long as we lie or make mistakes, our mom will receive the devil signal from the chips. Then, she'll administer electrical shocks as a form of punishment. Ryan's chip often transmits the smiley signal. Even if he destroys our mom's research equipment and pins the blame on me, his chip still has the smiley branded on it. Meanwhile, when I reach home ten minutes later than usual because I had to help out a classmate, my chip transmits the scary devil signal. The next thing I know, I've already crippled to the floor from the intense pain caused by the electrical shock. At first, I'll still explain to Mom what happened. But she often exclaims, "Don't think you can pull off clever little tricks just like that gambling father of yours! The chip is ten thousands times smarter than you! The punishments will only be branded into your bones if the pain is searing enough! What I'm doing is saving your life!" After suffering from the pain countless times, I get brainwashed into thinking that I really am a liar and a troublemaker by nature. On the night of Christmas Eve, Mom comes to the attic to tell Ryan to join the family at the table for the Christmas dinner. That's when my asthma suddenly acts up, causing me to stumble and fall to the floor. "I… I can't breathe… Save me, Mom…" But Mom just coldly gazes at the devil signal that she has just received on her phone. Then, she dials the shock value to the maximum. "You don't have asthma at all! Ugh, you're kicking up another fuss just to attract attention! Seriously, you never change your ways!" After that, she takes Ryan's hand and leads him out of the attic. Soon, she slams the door heavily behind her. As I suffer from asphyxiation while on my deathbed, I can't help but think that Mom is right. After all, my chip has just transmitted the devil signal. Maybe the asthma attack really is just a figment of my imagination. I've always been a bad girl who loves lying to others, after all. When Mom finds out that this is the last time I've ever lied to her, she must be really happy, right?

COMPLETED! '' You see my love, you should have drink something before you smell these roses and this Aphrodite scent in the room,'' he said walking towards her playing a very evil grin on his handsome face. She tried to move back after hearing his words which gave her the biggest shock of her life. She was about to trip back on her feet when he grabbed her waist saving her. '' I told you before you look so beautiful today. But you look even more beautiful in my arms,'' he said huskily playing with her hairs. '' I want to go home, please,'' she said pulling his hand down from her hair. '' This is your home, isn’t it. You even liked coming here before,'' he said grabbing her hand in his which was trying to move him back before. '' No nothing is right you say!'' she yelled with teary eyes but met with his warm lips with hers. And there went her first kiss without her permission. She lost her consciousness in his arms but he pulled her in bridal style. ''MINE!'' he spoke looking at her face with some crazy obsession that didn't seem to have any limits at all.

Caleb Wright n’a jamais voulu d’amour. Encore moins d’une épouse. Tout ce qu’il désire, c’est une descendance pour conserver l’héritage familial. Un enfant, pas une femme dans les pattes. Lorsque l’agence de maternité porteuse lui propose des candidates, il est prêt à choisir froidement… jusqu’à ce qu’une femme se présente à l’entretien. Romy Durel. Son ancienne secrétaire. Discrète, douce, invisible. Et secrètement amoureuse de lui depuis trois ans.

Trahie et détruite par ceux en qui elle avait confiance, Willow se réveille avec une chance unique : tout recommencer. Mais cette fois, elle est bien décidée à ne pas refaire deux fois la même erreur. Au lieu de subir, elle choisit d'attaquer… Un mariage stratégique avec le frère de son mari. Une vengeance en marche. Mais entre haine, pouvoir et désirs enfouis, les règles du jeu pourraient bien exploser.

I had been married to Adrian Foster for six years when I finally conceived his child. However, the doctor’s reaction upon hearing Adrian’s name left me frozen. "I clearly recall that Mrs. Foster already gave birth to a son here two years ago. She’s a famous actress, and she and Mr. Foster made the perfect couple." I stared at her in disbelief. "What are you talking about? We’re legally married. We have a certificate!" "There’s no mistake. Mr. Foster is someone notable, and he doted on his wife. He was always by her side." I stormed out of the hospital in anger, but my hope was shattered when the lawyer confirmed that my marriage certificate was a forgery. The world tilted into darkness. My ears rang, my surroundings blurred, and I could no longer hear a thing. At last, I understood. He had never been my husband. He had never once looked forward to the child growing within me. With shaking hands, I dialed my family’s number, and in my heart, I swore that this merciless liar would burn in hell.

I suffered critical injuries that left me in a persistent vegetative state when I tried to rescue my wife, Regina Livingston, from her abductors. Regina spares no expense, spending millions of dollars to bring in the best medical experts in the country to treat me. She watches over me every single night, never weary of caring for me. Four years into my coma, I overhear a conversation between Richard Sutherland—a man I don't know—and Regina. "You've done all you can, Regina," he says. "You don't owe him anything anymore." Regina remains silent. Then, a young boy, Franklin Sutherland, suddenly asks, "Mommy, why do you always visit this man? Who is he?" I'm instantly shocked. Regina and I don't have a child together. I'm completely bewildered, and just as I try to figure it out, I suddenly wake up from my coma.

Alice Smith longed to turn the tortuous days of loving Camila into a happy ending but you know how the universe isn't always on your side, a fiasco named Jake appeared.  He came like a domestic cat and settled in as a wild tiger, a predator domineering over the masses, his soft side captured camila´s heart that she forgot family and her one and only best friend Alice. Camila didn't realize she had entered the territory of the wild tiger until she looked around her and realized everyone had either died or left her . A love so beautiful it cannot be defined by mere mortals' views on affection, a love that isn't stained by societal norms and rules. No matter how broken, Alice could not give up on her love. Brandishing her swords against all odds she went up against the wild tiger with the power of love.

WARNING: //MATURE CONTENT. CONTAINS STEAMY, EROTIC AND EXPLICIT SEXUAL THEMES INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCE (18+). READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. . "Spread your legs for me, sunshine." He ordered and I immediately obliged, my dripping cunt arched to meet his thrusting fingers. "After today," he groaned, placing his dick at the entrance of my cunt. "I don't want anyone fucking you. Only I am allowed to fuck you Nevaeh." "Your body, your pussy belongs to me and no one else. Do you understand?" He said and thrusted deeper into my wet cunt. *** Twenty-two years Nevaeh gets herself caught up in a lifetime sex encounter, when she accidentally bargains to give her professor, who happens to be her best-friend's father, a blow job in exchange for her grades. Since then, she is hooked and can’t stop thinking about the man that made her cum in her pants just by watching him groan in pleasure under her touch. Anthony Martinez, a substitute professor, billionaire and perfect description of a sex symbol, who suffers from a medical condition where he can’t feel the touch of people, for the first time experiences all these feelings come alive when Nevaeh touches him for the first time. Now, he wants her. He needs her desperately and will do everything to keep her hands closer to him even if it means damming the consequences and going down the path of the forbidden to make her his exclusive plaything.

Everyone is envious of my flawless husband, Samuel Copeland, who indulges in everything I say. But what they are unaware of is the fact that he has betrayed me thrice. The first time is when he cheated on me with his secretary, Tiffany Finch. He fires her and explains to me repeatedly that it's just a misunderstanding. I choose to believe him. The second time is when I'm at my pregnancy checkup at the hospital, alone. Then, I end up seeing him accompanying Tiffany on her pregnancy checkup when he's supposed to be on a business trip. I have a huge fight with Samuel over it and almost had a miscarriage. Frightened out of his wits, he makes Tiffany get an abortion, then sends her away overnight. He pleads with me for half a year before I agree to return home for our child's sake. The last thing I expect is for him to cheat on me a third time, when he actually brings our child to acknowledge Tiffany as his mother. Angered, I fail to avoid the car that's coming right in my direction. In the end, I die a tragic death in a traffic accident. The next time I open my eyes, I have returned to the day when Samuel accompanies Tiffany on her pregnancy checkup. This time, I am prepared with a divorce agreement as I have decided to let them have their way. Yet, Samuel gives up everything he has, just so that he can beg me to change my mind.

Pendant dix ans, Alice a été l’épouse parfaite, l’ombre dévouée qui a permis à Marc de bâtir sa réussite. Mais tout bascule lorsque Vivian, le premier amour de Marc, réapparaît après le décès de son mari. Sous prétexte de loyauté et d'une ancienne dette morale, Marc impose la présence de Vivian dans leur quotidien, lui consacrant tout son temps et son attention. Ce que Marc ignore, c'est qu'Alice est condamnée. Rongée par une maladie qu'elle garde secrète pour ne pas briser l'image de bonheur qu'il s'efforce de maintenir avec une autre, elle endure l'humiliation en silence. Elle voit son mari s'éloigner, persuadé que l'amour de sa femme est un acquis éternel. Blessée par cette proximité qu'elle interprète comme une trahison, Alice décide de s'effacer. Dans l'ombre de ses derniers mois, elle retrouve Thomas, un homme de son passé qui devient son seul soutien et son confident. Ensemble, ils préparent son départ définitif. Quand Marc réalise enfin que le silence d'Alice n'était pas de l'indifférence mais de la souffrance, il est déjà trop tard. La panique s'empare de lui : sa vie s'écroule, son foyer n'est plus qu'une coquille vide. Il veut la reconquérir, la supplier de revenir, mais il découvre une Alice transformée, prête à rendre son dernier souffle loin de ses mensonges.