Your Moms Ass

It begun after an edict of the Emperor marrying Duchess Vanhi, who was unable to turn down his offer. Lixien, who's father revolted against the former reign of the current Emperor, was faced with crisis. Vailan, the Emperor, appointed her to keep an eye on her. It was wholly to prevent another revolt against the Emperor. But with the blossoming romance entanglements, with each passing day, can they really resolve the affairs of their hearts? ** She looked at his eyes containing his supposed secret desire for her. Surprised, she was momentarily in a daze. "Let's cross this line, Lixien. I want you." "I... want you too." The peak of romance that tied their hearts into one, along with their bodies, they were inseparable. But does love stays like that? Would this passionate, and sweet romance prevail the distress and pressure? With her head high and tears trickling down her eyes, she casted her letter one last look and mumbled, "I dare not love you, Vailan. We're supposed not to fall in love in the first place..." What will Vailan do to his wife who left him with a mere letter?

WARNING : Rated SPG | Mature Content | R18 Anicka Tiffany Escudero. San Martin's Princess. Maganda. Matalino. Mayaman. Tyron Alexander Montejo. Gwapo. Matalino. Mabuting anak. Ngunit mahirap. Paano kung ang langit mismo ang humalik sa lupa? Akala ni Tyron ay naakyat na niya ang langit nang mahalin siya ni Anicka. Ngunit isa lamang palang pagpapanggap ang lahat. Makalipas ang maraming taon, siya na ngayon ang nasa itaas. Magaawa niya bang kalimutan na lamang ang lahat sa ngalan ng pag-ibig?

After the doctor confirmed her pregnancy, the first thing Eliza Lockett did was ask her lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. "Ms. Lockett, once both parties sign, the marriage will automatically dissolve after the 30-day cooling-off period." Eliza's expression did not change. "Can I sign his name for him?" The lawyer hesitated, then quickly shook his head. "No. He must appear in person." "He agrees to the divorce," she said evenly. "He's just busy with work and can't come. If you don't believe me, I'll call him now and let you hear it yourself." She took out her phone and dialed Alban Sidham. "Alban, there's something I need to talk to you about—" He cut her off before she could finish. His voice was cold and edged with impatience. "Didn't I tell you to handle your own affairs? I don't have time for your trivial matters."

"What? S-so she's going to be my future stepmother, Dad? Seriously? She's even more suited to be my sister! Or...maybe my affair! She must just want to get her hands on your fortune, Dad! Come on! She's nothing more than a deadbeat chick! So, how much do you want, huh? 5 billion? 10 billion? How much? Name your price!" Adrian stared sardonically at the young woman. ***** Alicia Zareta, a young girl of Bandung descent, orphaned, who was only cared for and raised by a distant aunt. Aly, as she is called, is a little innocent, kind, but smart. when she was 19 years old, she received an student scholarship, she met a wealthy man who turned out to be the son of a prominent Billionaire in this country, Australia. They had been in love when they both studied at the same place. He is handsome, a top student, loves speeding or wild racing both cars and motorbikes, but he is also smart and a little arrogant. His charm has always attracted the ladies! He is Adrian Evans Anderson, Adrian was 21 years old that time. Adrian played Alicia thinking of her as an insignificant bet! Adrian even betrayed her by having an affair! Adrian humiliated her in front of many people, which Alicia has never forgotten until now! Left a mark on her that she can't erase! A baby in her womb... Finally Aaron Daryl Anderson 42 year old, a Billionaire CEO in a big company in Australia  came to heal the wounds of her heart, and Alicia tried to accept the man whose age was adrift about 20 years even more with the sincerity of his love. Will Alicia continue with their wedding plans?  Or is this her chance to avenge her heartache by marrying the father of the man who hurt her?

A lady named Sereia Villamor runs away from the orphanage after living there for how many years to find her parents who neglected her at a young age. On her way to nowhere, she was abducted by unknown men and brought to a fancy mansion. She meets the mastermind of the kidnapping, Zadkiro Driavos. He was after her parents because he claimed that Sereia's parents were keeping his long-lost sister. Not long after, they both joined hands to investigate and find Sereia's parents.

Atlas burnam, the golden boy of the town; Smart, handsome and incredibly athletic…everybody adored him. So what happens when Skylar Gilliard, the one girl in the entire town who never really got the appeal of fawning over the golden boy, finds herself as his caretaker because of a stupid mistake? Well things were bound to get messy that was obvious…but boy did Skylar never imagine that Atlas Burnam would completely turn her world upside down and forever change the way she saw the world.

Detective Clea McEnery takes on a case which requires her to move to a countryside town to spy on a drug Cartel's activities. There, she's thrown into a chaotic world of supernatural beings and swept up in a whirlwind romance with an alpha who hates his werewolf identity. — A thousand years ago, in the town of Ohalo, a witch, desperate to save humans from the ravages of supernatural beings, made a deal with the devil and became a powerful demon. With her power, she killed the man she loved and pursued the creatures to a parallel dimension, then sealed them off with a portal. Then she disappeared afterwards. Fast forward to the present day. Clea McEnery takes on a case which requires her to move to Ohalo to spy on a drug Cartel's activities. There, she encounters Tyler Forrest, her high school sweetheart. Together again, it doesn't take long for enormous sparks to fly between them. But as their passionate romance grows, so does her attraction to the Town-outcast. She met him on her arrival, and he stared right into her soul. Like it belonged to him. And with how frequently she kept finding herself naked in his arms no matter how hard she tried to stay away, Clea was starting to realise that maybe she did belong to him. In ways she couldn't understand.

A beautiful provincial girl who fell in love with a rich and handsome man. They love each other very much, but that is not a basis to finally form the family that they are hoping for. With the objection of Andy's family to their relationship, Marika will have the opportunity to enter Andy's life. He will do anything just to win his heart. Jade's life has been ruined, because Andy left her in the middle of a problem that was caused by both of them. She doesn't know if she can forgive the man she first loved especially when she finds out that he loves someone else and has forgotten her and the big problem he left her with.

My ex-husband Giacomo and my brother's widow, Zoya, are the reason I went to prison. Seven years. Gone. I crunched leaves on the way to Carlo's grave and—of course—they're there. Together. Right in front of his headstone. "Jessica?" His voice shook. Fake surprise. He wiped his eye like that meant something. "I've been looking for you for seven years. I thought you... were gone. "Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you ever contact me?" I said nothing. He kept going. "You're still mad about what happened? I had my reasons." 'Reasons?' I looked at him. Almost laughed. He and Carlo's woman killed Carlo. Framed me, kicked me out, and sent me to prison. He took half my life. And now he's talking about reasons—standing at Carlo's grave. But seven years of torment burned everything down. Love. Hate. All of it.

Murder. That’s what the world called it. To him, it was mundane. My husband didn’t even blink while stabbing me twenty-seven times… Not even when he knew I was thirteen weeks pregnant with his child. I died. But fate is cruel. Crueler than him......Because it gave me another chance - a chance not to escape, but to finish the game. This time, I didn’t run. This time, I chose violence. I walked toward the man who would murder me in five years, looked straight into his pretentious eyes, and smiled. “Nicolas… let’s get married.” A smirk curled on my lips. Devil? He didn’t create one. He created me: Anna Fvcking Devile.