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Lila was just the maid until a contract marriage to billionaire Asher Lancaster changed everything. What began as a deal for money and fame turned into heartbreak, betrayal, and unexpected love. Now, with divorce papers on the table, Asher must face the truth. He realizes the woman he married for show is the one he can't let go. But love doesn't come on a contract and some heartbreaks don't come with a second chance.

Ugly, disguising, repulsing and plain were only a few 'compliments' Adana was accustomed to. Finally deciding she had had enough, she works hard to get the perfect revenge body she wanted and the table seemed to have flipped on her past enemies. The Richard twins. The perfect pair of polar opposite, move to Lakeland falls after escaping a possible death threat. What happens when they both seem pulled towards the melanin goddess in form of Adana Spindly.

She was sent to kill. Instead, she might be the one destined to end it all. Lea, a top-tier assassin for the secretive High Table, has never missed a mark—until now. What was supposed to be a routine mission turns into a long-term “quest” in the quiet town of Mystique Gore, assisting a cold, commanding man in a mansion older than memory. Strange? Yes. Dangerous? Definitely. But what’s worse? The mission wasn’t for a target... it was for *her*. Marked by a power she doesn’t understand and haunted by dreams that aren’t hers, Lea finds herself entangled in a world she never believed existed—one ruled by vampires, witches, and werewolves hiding in plain sight. And at the center of it all is Ivan, the enigmatic master of the house who knows more than he says... and watches her like she’s already his. As her assassin instincts clash with ancient prophecies, forbidden truths, and a mark that binds her fate to something much bigger, Lea must uncover why the High Table sent her here—and why the supernatural world is afraid of *her*. They say she’s the beginning. They say she’s the end. They say she must die to keep the peace. But Lea doesn’t take orders. She gives them.

I never meant for this to happen, But a dream can change your point of view on everything. One night, one dream about a forbidden love and all bets were off. I tried to stay away, but the long looks he gave me from across the room went unnoticed by everyone but me. I tried to put distance between us, but it’s hard when the object of your desire sits at your family dinner table once a week.

Our seventh wedding anniversary. I sat at the dining table—alone. My phone buzzed, lighting up with two messages. First, from Tom: [Working late at the office tonight.] Second, anonymous: [Tom is incredible. Can you even keep up?] Attached was a picture of him, lips locked with a woman I didn't recognize. I blew out the candles on the anniversary cake. Eyes shut, I typed back: [Let's divorce.]

My wife, Caroline Bailey, was a forensic pathologist. For her first love, Ian Lawson, she was willing to break every rule she held sacred and allowed him into the autopsy room to observe. She even let him throw acid onto a corpse's face. That was, until Caroline took on a new case. As she stood over the disfigured body on her operating table, she began to fall apart. The acid-burned face was starting to look more and more like mine.

At the company's celebration dinner, the new HR guy slapped a bill on the table—$860 for A/C and venue costs from our last all-nighter. I shot a look at Sherry—my girlfriend, my boss—thinking she'd have my back. Nope. She latched onto HR's arm and said, "Quentin, this isn't your daddy's company. Quit freeloading." And just like that, nine years of busting my ass for this company, and turns out—I was the discount item on the menu.

“W-Why are you here? I already did what you wanted, didn’t I? I thought we had a deal?” Nina’s voice trembled as she blinked in disbelief. “I don’t negotiate, darling. You don’t get to decide what I do to you.” Hades smirked, his tone laced with amusement at her confusion and fear. “I’m not playing games with you, Hades! Please, just leave my house!” “Too bad. I can’t.” His smile darkened. “Now, are you going to be a good girl, or keep pretending to be feisty?” “Get out! Now!” Nina tried to slam the door, but Hades shoved it open, forcing his way inside. “No! Let me go! You’re hurting me!” He dragged her into the living room as she struggled to free herself from his tight grip. Her wrists burned under his hold. Then, with brutal force, he threw her onto the couch—hard enough that she stumbled and lost her balance. Hades stepped closer, his shadow swallowing the light between them. “Now… strip,” he said darkly. “I'm going to fuck you till you can't walk” Author’s Note: My first attempt at bringing a story to life. Thank you for reading!

Tengoku Gakuen. Sekolah untuk para berandalan dan preman-preman yang terkenal dengan kenakalan dan kerusakan yang telah mereka buat. Sekolah yang dipimpin oleh para Archangel itu memperbolehkan untuk para siswanya saling bertarung satu sama lain. Dan yang menang atau yang paling kuat akan berpotensi untuk menjadi bagian dari Archangel. Tetapi itu pun kalau orang itu bisa mengalahkan salah satu dari Archangel yang ada. Suatu hari, ada dua murid baru yang tak saling mengenal. Azriel, putra bangsawan yang terasingkan karena sering bertengkar di jalanan. Dan Natsume yang sama sekali tidak mempunyai latar belakang khusus. Azriel sangat yakin bahwa dirinya akan bisa mengalahkan para Archangel. Sedangkan Natsume bertingkah seperti murid biasa yang setiap harinya di sekolah hanya dihabiskan untuk membaca buku dan mempelajari hal-hal yang baru Tetapi suatu saat ada sebuah fakta terbongkar. Faktanya salah satu dari kedua orang itu adalah seorang pembunuh. Dan orang yang dia bunuh bukan cuma satu orang. Melainkan lima orang Yakuza sekaligus. Jadi siapakah orang yang akan berhasil menaiki tangga menuju ruangan Archangel? Apakah Azriel yang semakin hari semakin bertambah kuat? Atau malah orang yang tidak pernah disangka-sangka sebelumnya

As an avid fan of the well - known Filipino singer-songwriter, actor, and model Michael Hugh Perez, Hera Ashley couldn't resists his charm the first time she met him in person. To what extent will she express her love and adoration? What if she's just confused admiration with love? When the table turned, it was only then she realized her true love for her friend Zanjoe.. her blanket, her umbrella and savior. Before she knew it, he was already gone. Is it too late then?