Zayn Malik One Shot

I’m the real daughter. When I came back to my “real” family, the fake daughter never lost her place. She’s still the one they love. The one they protect. They even had me marry a disabled man for her. I agreed—for my own reasons. Thought that would be the end of it. But the second I married into that family, she changed her mind. Told me to get the hell out. Said I stole her husband. And then my husband realized something. I wasn’t the bride he was supposed to marry.

How will you feel when you end up with the same person you were trying to find an escape from? How will you feel when you end up in a one-night stand with your Ex-husband? Her eyes fluttered as she felt the morning cool breeze brushing against her bare body, which was semi-covered with a quilt. Although her eyes felt heavy to even blink, her other senses were high alert. She could hear the bird chirping outside the windows, she could smell a familiar masculine cologne, her body covered with goosebumps with the presence of someone familiar, and her heart beats rapidly on its own accord. That's when her brain registered her surroundings and could recollect her last passionate night with someone who would be her soon-to-be ex-husband. How? When? Why? She mentally slapped herself, but then she couldn't hide the contentment. She felt as if she was complete now. She couldn't stop but feel happy again. Why? Why does she feel like falling in love again? "I see you are still the w***e you were back then," his words broke her little dream she just thought of. "A desperate woman like you, who can with her ex-husband, can no wonder w***e around any men." He said with no remorse. "I did the right thing by divorcing you. How much do you charge for a night?" he smirked, looking at her teary face. "Here! Take extra 200 bucks for the sake of our old times." She vowed never to cry in front of her husband, but what he said just now shattered her soul beyond repair. Her quivering body and hollow eyes didn't hide the agony she felt at that very moment. "Sorry for loving you."

I used to think that Arthur McKinley being my older brother was the luckiest thing that had happened to me. But now, the very same wolf happens to be the most unlucky thing that has happened to me. I'm not his biological sister. Most of my memories are filled with starvation, coldness, violence, lies… Only when Arthur brought me back to the Starfall pack did I finally end my seemingly endless life of being a homeless Rogue. He had given me the warmth and affection that I've never felt before, only to retract everything from me overnight. This all happened just because I had confessed my feelings to him on the night of my awakening. Isn't it natural for me to fall in love with a werewolf who takes immensely good care of me? Moreover, he's also my fated mate. But the problem is, Arthur is my older brother even though we aren't related by blood. It's fine. I believe that I have enough love and passion to melt his heart, just like how he had slowly etched himself into mine back then. Because of that, I choose to not get in contact with my birth parents despite having located them. This is so that I can continue staying in the Starfall pack and by Arthur's side. But everything has changed the moment he brings a she-wolf home and forces me to address her as the Luna. That is the first time his words cut into my heart. Well, I'm terrified of pain, and I'm also rather prideful. So, I lower my head obediently and say, "Hello, Luna." That night, I immediately contact the Alpha and Luna of the Silverfrost pack, who are also my birth parents.

I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan.I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine."Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

“I’m confused,” Jane said. “Actually I’m very confused.” Tristan gave her a bored look, “About what?” “What just happened upstairs? Did you forget that you just told your mother- I mean Your Highness that we are dating? Because the last time I checked, we spent one night together?! Are you crazy?” “It’s really not that complicated,” Tristan turned towards her, a determined look in his eyes. “We will date for a while. I mean fake date for a while so that my mother and the media can get off our back. No big deal. It’s not like you have a boyfriend or anything. Why are you worried?” Jane wanted to kill him and wipe that lazy smirk off his face. But he was royalty, and she would pretty much be hung for that. It was not worth it. *** Jane Rosetti is an exchange medical student in Walsh, new to almost everything. To pay off her student loans, she’s working as a bartender in a high-end club “Floral Liquor”, where she meets Tristan. At first, she’s incredibly taken by his good looks and thick accent. She has no idea about his real identity, which doesn’t matter as they end up in bed together. Prince Tristan of Walsh has finally returned to his hometown after two years. As he’s been very secretive, everyone wants exclusive about him. So when he’s exiting Jane’s apartment, he’s captured with her panties stuck on to his sleeve. Both of them are photographer together, and that’s when Jane’s troubles start. Right after her one night with the Prince. ***

Pitong taon na ang nakalilipas, hindi sinasadyang nakaniíg ni Yvangeline "Yvee" Alejado ang isang arogante, dominante at malakas na CEO na si Gideon Isaac Revamonte. Nagkamali siya ng silid na napasukan at inakalang si Gideon ang lalaking binayaran niya para sa isang mainit na gabi. Tulad ng plano at inaasahang mangyari ni Yvee, nagbunga ang isang mapusok na gabing iyon dahilan para makalaya siya sa masamang plano ng kaniyang sariling ama. Nanganak siya ng kambal na lalaki. Nawala ang isa at naiwan si Atticus sa kaniya. Sa pagbabalik ni Yvee para hanapin ang kaniyang nawawalang anak, muli niyang nakatagpo si Gideon. At sa hindi inaasahang pagtatagpo ng kambal, gagawa sila ng paraan para buuin ang kanilang nasirang pamilya ngunit paano nila pahuhupain ang galit ng isang Gideon Isaac Revamonte sa babaeng inaakala niyang inabandona ang kanilang anak at iniwan siyang mag-isa sa ere? May pag-asa pa kayang mabuo ang kanilang pamilya? Paano kung malaman niyang may kaugnayan pala si Gideon sa kaniyang yumaong ex-fiancé?

‘Isang gabi. Isang babae. Isang pagkahumaling na nagpabagsak sa pinakawalang-awang boss ng mafia.” Si Kristoff Ortega ay hindi lang isang pangalan; isa itong batas sa madilim na mundo ng mafia. Siya ang hari—malamig, kalkulado, at walang sinumang nabubuhay na nangahas sumuway sa kanya. Ang buhay niya ay nakaayos sa tatlong bagay: kapangyarihan, pera at ang takot na ibinibigay niya sa lahat. Sanay siyang nakukuha ang lahat, at ang mga babae para sa kanya ay mga pampalipas-oras lamang. Ngunit ang lahat ng ito ay nagbago sa isang gabi. Sa isang pagkakataon na hindi niya inaasahan, nakasama niya ang isang misteryoso at napakagandang babae, si Paola. Hindi siya katulad ng iba; may tapang sa kanyang mga mata, isang apoy na tila hindi natitinag sa reputasyon ni Kristoff. Para sa kanya, ang gabing iyon ay dapat sana’y isa lang sa marami—gagamitin at iiwanan. Ang pagnanais na iyon ay mabilis na naging isang mapanganib na pagkahumaling (obsession). Si Kristoff, na laging sanay na siya ang may kontrol, ay nagsimulang maging pabigla-bigla. Ginamit niya ang lahat ng kanyang kapangyarihan upang hanapin si Paola, na tila naglaho sa mundo. Ang pagkawala nito ay isang direktang sampal sa kanyang pagkalalaki at kapangyarihan. Nang sa wakas ay muli silang magkrus ng landas, natuklasan niyang ang babae ay may sariling mga sikreto—mga sikretong maaaring ikapahamak nilang dalawa. Dito nagsimula ang tunay na labanan ng kapangyarihan. Habang sinusubukan ni Kristoff na ikulong at angkinin ang babae sa ilalim ng kanyang dominasyon, mas lalo itong lumalaban. Ang bawat pagtanggi ng babae ay lalong nagpa-alab sa kanyang simbuyo ng damdamin, na humila sa kanilang dalawa sa isang mapanganib na laro ng pag-ibig, selos, at panganib. Ang babae ay naging ang kanyang kaisa-isang kahinaan—isang bagay na natutunan gamitin ng kanyang mga kaaway laban sa kanya.

"Siguro pwede naman nating gawin ito bilang isang beses lang." Sabi niya, "Halos nangyari na ito dati..." Ngunit mabilis niyang pinigil ang sarili at sa halip ay nagsabi, "Hindi naman malalaman ng nanay ko, bibiyaan kita." Sabi niya, tila lubhang desperado. "Hindi mo maiiwasang humiling pa ng higit pa, Scarlet," Mahinang pagtatalo ni Adrian. "Kung ganun, hindi naman ako makakasala kung gawin ko 'yon." Matapang niyang ipinagtatanggol. "Ibig sabihin, bakit hindi mo na lang iwan ang nanay ko at makipag-date ka na lang sa mga kapantay mong edad? O sa tingin mo ikaw lang ang kasintahan niya? Marami siyang lalaking handang tumulong sa kanya, at sa huli, iiwan ka niya. Ako naman ang may pera." "Hindi ako nagmamalasakit sa pera." Patuloy na mariin na sabi ni Adrian. "Alam kong wala itong kinalaman sa tunay na pag-ibig. Ano ba talaga ang gusto mo sa nanay ko? Ano ba ang hawak mo sa kanya?"   Si Scarlet Davenport, isang mayamang hariessa at ang tanging nabubuhay na anak na babae ng isang biyuda at mapagmahal na sa mga lalaki na si Vivian Davenport, ay nagising nang makilala si Adrian Hartfield—ang lalaking agad niyang nainlaban matapos silang magkita sa isang club—bilang posibleng bagong tatay niya. Sa unang pagkakataon sa kanyang kabataan, napagtanto niyang maaaring kailangan niyang labanan ang lahat ng mga hadlang para ipaglaban ang kanyang prinsipe kahit na mangahulugan ito ng paggamit ng mga paraan ng pang-uakit para makuha si Adrian. Kapag napansin ng mga masasamang pwersa ang mga kahinaang ito ng kanilang pamilya at magpasya itong samantalahin para sa kanilang sariling kapakinabangan, mauunawaan kaya nina Adrian at Scarlet ang kanilang pinagsama-samang lakas nang sapat na maaga? Malalampasan kaya nila ang mga pagsubok?

"Wait a minute..." Realization finally hitting her. "I just lost my virginity to a complete stranger!" ****************** A blissful night with a mysterious stranger turns Amelia's life around bittersweet. She gets pregnant and is now left to raise the child herself due to the unwillingness of the mysterious stranger who she later finds out to be Kris Fox, a name she wasn't going to forget anytime soon. Six years later, fate intervenes when Amelia’s path crosses Kris’s once more. Unknowingly to Amelia, Kris is the heir to the Largest Business Empire in the states, Fox Enterprises. He’s now a billionaire with a reputation as cold as steel and has an adopted son by his side who is coincidentally the same age as Amelia's son. As hidden secrets start to unravel and long-buried truths surface at every turn, Amelia is thrown into a whirlwind of emotions. She must confront Kris and reveal the connection they share for the sake of their children. As the past and present collide, will Amelia and Kris find a way to look past their complicated history, or will the secrets of that fateful night tear them apart forever? ****************** “I knew it! Kris’s adopted son and my son have the same birthmark. This can’t be a coincidence!”

Élianor is a young woman whose existence has been a long suffering. Due to her weight, she was the target of mockery her entire life, both within her family and throughout the city. The walls of the school became the stage for her daily and relentless harassment. Her torment reached its peak during a public humiliation, so cruel and violently orchestrated that she found herself covered in an indelible disgrace in the eyes of all. Broken and consumed by shame, she had no choice but to flee this city that had become a hell. Her exile was marked by an additional drama: she left, carrying a child whose paternity she did not know, possibly the result of ultimate violence or a desperate relationship. Five years later, Élianor returns. The timid and wounded girl has disappeared. In her place stands a woman of breathtaking beauty, slim and radiant, possessing a power and authority that cannot be contested. She returns to the land of her former nightmare with a single obsession: to take revenge with cold methodical precision on all those who broke her, and to make the entire city pay the price for its indifference and cruelty.