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The Abandoned Wife And Her Secret Son
227·LinahI married a man who loved my step-sister. Our marriage was a contract—cold, clinical, temporary. No love. No expectations. And above all, no pregnancy. I told myself I could endure it. That loving him quietly, faithfully, invisibly, would one day be enough. I was wrong. For four years, I lived as a ghost in my own marriage—watching the man I loved choose her, again and again. I sacrificed my pride, my dreams, and my voice, waiting for him to see me. Then I discovered I was pregnant. I had broken the contract. But more than that, I had broken myself. So I left. Years later, I am no longer the woman who begged for scraps of affection. I am powerful, independent, whole. I rebuilt my life, reclaimed my stolen legacy, and became the woman I was always meant to be. Now, the man who once overlooked me stands at my door, desperate for answers—about the son he never knew existed, about the woman he destroyed, about the love he threw away. But some love is realized too late. When the woman you ignored becomes the one you can’t have, and the child you never wanted becomes your only chance at redemption—can a heart that never chose you suddenly deserve a second chance?
I'm richer than my billionaire ex-husband
1.0M·Chloe TurnerShe was a wealthy woman, but she was turned into a tool which was used by her husband to save another woman. In desperation, she jumped into the fast-flowing river, swearing to the death rather than save the woman he loved. Years later, she's back gorgeously!
Grimaldi's Sin & Secret
306·TalesoffPeachesA runaway heiress. A man with a scandal. A love they were never meant to find. When Freah Giuliani flees her powerful Italian family, she doesn’t expect to collide with Nicolo Grimaldi—a dangerously magnetic man hiding from a viral sex-tape scandal. Their attraction is instant, their chemistry undeniable… and their secrets deadly. But as passion spirals into something neither can walk away from, one truth will shatter everything: they should never have fallen in love.
Daddies, I am Your Little Pet
10.0K·Miselanana"Are you virgin?" Xavier asked, rubbing her clit through her panties. "Yes, I am a virgin" "You see, Xander? Told you" Xavier said to his brother. "So, Annastasia, you can't wait to have us inside you, right?" Xavier asked as he removed his middle finger from her wet pussy and gently pinched her clit, while Annastasia moaned out slowly from pleasure, and this time he didn't insert his fingers inside her pussy. instead, he gradually dragged her panties down her legs. "Hmm, pink. Typical teen. Aren't you?" Xander mumbled when he saw Annastasia's panties. "Yes" Annastasia gasped at the male specimens in front of her. "What else is also pink? Your pussy?" Xavier asked, before he slid his hand between her legs to spread them apart so that her vagina could be seen by him and his brother. "Shall we play a naughty game?" Xander asked with a smirk on his face, he brought out blindfold and cuffs. _______________________ Annastasia Wilson, an 18-year-old girl, was sold by her father to an old man to pay off his debt. But then Annastasia met the Lucius twins, Xavier Lucius and Xander Lucius on social media who happened to be looking for women to use as sex slaves. The two handsome men really liked Annastasia, especially since Anastasia looked very beautiful and was still a virgin. But over time, their relationship was not just MASTERS and SEX SLAVES, because Xavier and Xander began to find out about Anastasia's past life.
Savage Sons MC- The Complete Series
2.0K·Emma MountfordSavage Sons Mc books 1-5 is a collection of MC romance stories which revolve around five key characters and the women they fall for. Havoc - A sweet like honey accent and a pair of hips I couldn’t keep my eyes off.That’s how it started.Darcie Summers was playing the part of my old lady to keep herself safe but we both know it’s more than that.There’s something real between us.Something passionate and primal.Something my half brother’s stupidity will rip apart unless I can get to her in time. Cyber - Everyone has that ONE person that got away, right? The one who you wished you had treated differently. For me, that girl has always been Iris.So when she turns up on Savage Sons territory needing help, I am the man for the job. Every time I look at her I see the beautiful girl I left behind but Iris is no longer that girl. What I put into motion years ago has shattered her into a million hard little pieces. And if I’m not careful they will cut my heart out. Fang-The first time I saw her, she was sat on the side of the road drinking whiskey straight from the bottle. The second time was when I hit her dog. I had promised myself never to get involved with another woman after the death of my wife. But Gypsy was different. Sweeter, kinder and with a mouth that could make a sailor blush. She was also too good for me. I am Fang, President of the Savage Sons. I am not a good man, I’ve taken more lives than I care to admit even to myself. But I’m going to keep her anyway.
Mary With the Devil
1.0K·MimirathHe stepped into the boardroom with a man and woman in tow. The formal wear mixed with the serious attitude created an official feeling. The people who were already in the luxurious room stood up in greeting as a sign of acknowledging his presence. After taking a look at the bunch of people before him, he sat down in his spot signalling everyone to follow suit. No one dared to speak. He opened a file right away, without looking up, he gave a cue to a young man for the presentation to begin.
Puck Me, Stepbrother
3.0K·Jane MelodyBryson POV Blackridge University was already a nightmare before I dumped hot coffee all over Julian Hayes. He's tall, built, with this perfect smirk that makes me want to punch him. Captain of the hockey team and the biggest asshole I've ever met. He destroyed me in front of everyone. Made sure I knew exactly where I stood. But then I joined the hockey team to make my mom happy, and suddenly everything changed. I could actually play. And Julian? He started looking at me like he wanted to destroy me in a whole different way. Now every practice feels like war. Every time we're alone in the locker room, I can barely breathe. I hate him. I want him. And I'm pretty sure he knows it. Julian's POV I run Blackridge University. Team captain, golden boy, everyone wants to be me or be with me. Then some transfer kid crashes into me and ruins my shirt. Bryson Miller. Smart mouth, cheap clothes, and eyes that look at me like he's not impressed. I should've crushed him and moved on. But the little shit joined my hockey team and turned out to be good. Really good. Now I can't get him out of my head. Every practice, every fight we have feels like something else entirely. Something I don't want to think about. I thought that was complicated enough. Then I walk into my house tonight and find Bryson unpacking boxes in my living room..
Kidnapped by the Alpha
185.0K·Lubna ShaikhHe was merciless and ruthless. She was kind and compassionate. He was a werewolf. She was a human. He was an Alpha. She was his mate. Natalie D'costa, a normal girl who lives in the city of Boston in America with her wicked Uncle and Aunt after her parent's death. She is being tortured by them. One day her uncle and aunt decided to sell her to a business tycoon, Henry Machado, who is a womanizer. Natalie escaped from her house and while running she entered the territory of Blue Moon Pack. Theodore Jackson, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, is dangerous. What will happen when Natalie turns out to be the mate of Alpha King, Theodore Jackson? What will happen when she gets kidnapped by the Alpha King? What will happen when Theodore gets to know that Natalie is related to his pack? There will be a lot of mysteries that will be unfolded as the story proceeds.
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss
3.0K·Ethel"You have no idea do you?" He whispers, his lips only a millimetre from mine. "No idea about what?" His fingers slip around my waist, pulling me firmly against his body. I feel him everywhere. He's hard where I'm soft. Calm where my heart is beating. He lifts a hand to my face, gently cupping my cheek as he tilts my gaze to meet his. His thumb brushes against my lower lip and I suck in a sharp breath when I notice just how dark his gaze is. "You have no idea the power you have over me." ... Born to a mother who abandoned her family and a father who never even knew he existed, Aaron O' Sullivan has spent his entire life fighting to prove he belongs. With a chip on his shoulder and blood on his hands, he’s determined to reclaim the legacy stolen from him. When one moment of anger causes the one person he's grown to care about everything he's determined to step up and save her, even if she thinks she doesn't want his help. And what way to protect her other than to marry her? Elle will do whatever it takes to pay off her uncle and finally buy her freedom. But behind her sharp tongue and seductive smile lies a secret and trauma so deep she isn't sure she can heal from. Until him. She doesn't understand why he wants to protect her especially because he's the reason she's in this mess to begin with. She's got pain and he's got secrets. What happens when the two collide just how far are they willing to go for the things they desire.
Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth
1.0M·Olivia MarshBefore rebirth, she was betrayed by the love rats. They harmed her mother, defiled her name, and plotted her wealth...... When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer the weak and deceitful girl. She had to revenge on the love rats!!
Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet
23.0K·Nyssa KimI fumbled with the lock, my pulse hammering. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t want this. "Alaric," I breathed, but his name barely made it past my lips before his hands were on me—hot, demanding, unstoppable. "Tell me to stop," he murmured against my throat, his fingers sliding beneath my dress. "Tell me you don’t want this." I opened my mouth—to argue, to push him away—but all that came out was a soft, shuddering gasp as he found the one place that betrayed me. His dark chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. "That’s what I thought." __ Betrayed and humiliated at the altar. Isla never planned to ruin herself in the arms of another man. But heartbreak led her straight into the grasp of Alaric Voss—powerful, ruthless, and twice her age. One night. No names. No future. Or so she thought. Because when the sun rose, Isla came face-to-face with her new boss—the same man who had just claimed her in every sinful way possible. Now, resisting him is impossible. He’s everywhere—watching, teasing, owning her with every smirk, every touch. She swore it was a mistake. He swears it’s just the beginning. And the more she fights him, the more she realizes the truth: She was his from the moment he laid eyes on her. And Alaric Voss doesn’t let what’s his slip away.
My Father's Best Friend
87.0K·AnthelstaneAndrea Owen had always been a sucker for older guys - preferably handsome, tall, masculine with really light-colored eyes with a dark and dangerous aura. What she does not know is that the man she had been looking for all her life had been there ever since she was born, in the form of her father's best friend, Lance Gallagher.
Theodore's Regret
89.0K·Sam Shelly Theodore Maxwell, a ruthless business tycoon driven by vengeance, plots to marry Alina Roosevelt, to kill two birds with one stone; get revenge on her father and, to inherit everything that was rightfully his. Alina, a budding author with a heart as pure as her prose, was blissfully unaware of Theodore's ulterior motives when she said "I do." As Theodore's cunning plan unfolded, he found himself captivated by Alina's charm and kindness. Despite his initial intentions, he couldn't help but admire the woman he had married. But just as unexpected love began to blossom, everything crumbles with Alina’s father, who devised a cunning scheme that shattered the fragile peace in their marriage. Consumed by rage and betrayal, Theodore divorces Alina, blaming her for her father's deceit. It's too late to realize that Alina was a mere pawn in her father's malicious game. Regret gnawed at his heart as he desperately searched for her, but she had vanished without a trace. Haunted by the memory of his cruel actions, Theodore is set to find Alina and make amends. And he will stop at nothing. How long will Alina be successful in keeping her little secret hidden? ----------------------------------------------------- “I’m not your wife anymore, Theodore!” I yelled, shoving him away from me. He had absolutely no right to march back into my life. “Here’s where you are wrong Alina,” he took dangerous steps towards me until I was pushed against one of the walls, as he held me captive. “You were mine, then. You are mine now. And you, most definitely, will stay mine in the future. Not even you can separate yourself from me Alina, because you were born to be mine!” And that’s when he smashed his lips against mine in a furious kiss.
I Activated The Three Master Systems
1.0K·Mh_UmmiThe Life of Adams Smith took a drastic turn for the worse when his fiancée, who had been engaged to her for five years, cheated on him days before he could announce the surprise wedding he had prepared for her. If that wasn't awful, his ex-fiancee's current boyfriend is hell-bent on ruining his life and destroying the career he had long suffered to build yet has no progress. There wasn't a chance for Adams to fight back as this man was the sole heir of the #1 billionaire in the country. At that moment, a system suddenly appeared, and his life took a drastic turn for the better. Not only did he become eye candy for mere mortals, but he also created history as the first man to unlock the three magical systems without any backlash. Join Adams on this crazy journey through the system. An urban system saga novel with a touch of the supernatural. Support your favorite character by voting.
He Took My Oxygen Tank for His Mistress, Unaware I'm the Mafia Queen
22·-I used to believe love was an unbreakable vow—until a blizzard in the Alps pushed my fiancé into another woman's arms. Ten years of devotion crumbled like snow under an avalanche. And with his own hands, he gave my last breath of oxygen to his first love. When the ninety-ninth wish was fulfilled, I finally severed the obsession that had bound me—no longer the humble fiancée, but the sole heir to Italy's largest mafia family. This avalanche buried more than the mountain path. It buried the last of my mercy.
Contract Marriage: The Wheelchair CEO’s Substitute Bride
0·-To pay for the wedding, I took out a loan from loan sharks. On the day itself, the venue was empty. I waited in that vineyard all afternoon in my wedding dress— My fiancé had run off with my best friend and every dollar I had. With nowhere left to turn, a man said he could help. One condition: be his stand-in bride for a year. I thought I was signing away my freedom. Until that night, when he pushed me into his study. He asked, “Leave, or stay and be my partner?” I clutched the contract I’d only signed because the loan sharks gave me no choice. Stay? Would this year bring happiness, transaction—or torment?
In First Class, My Husband’s Lover Flaunted Her Wedding Ring at Me
0·-To surprise my husband who was "working overtime," I bought a last-minute plane ticket. Because of the short notice, only first class was available. I stared at the payment screen on my phone and maxed out my credit card with a grimace. But after I sat down, I couldn't even figure out how to work the power seat adjustment buttons. A scoff came from the seat next to me. I turned my head. It was a girl in her early twenties, looking at me like I was something dirty. "First time in first class?" Her voice was sickeningly sweet, not bothering to hide the contempt underneath. My face felt hot. "Sorry." I forced a smile. "You seem... very comfortable in this kind of setting." She swirled the champagne glass in her hand. "My boyfriend's an investor. He says if I suffer even the slightest inconvenience when I travel, it breaks his heart. If this flight had private jet service, he'd never make me squeeze onto commercial." My heart skipped a beat for no reason. "An investor? That's... impressive." "It's alright." She leaned in closer, her expensive perfume washing over me. "Actually, I'm an intern at his company. Clumsy, always screwing things up. Every time he scolds me, I can't help but cry... and then one thing leads to another on his office couch. You know how it is." My stomach suddenly churned. "What a coincidence." My voice sounded dry even to my own ears. "My husband's company has an intern too. Always making mistakes." "You're married?" Savannah raised an eyebrow, looking me up and down like she was appraising a piece of last season's clearance merchandise. "My boyfriend has a wife too. About your age." I clutched the blanket on my lap. "He says that woman is boring as hell, dresses like a fifty-year-old librarian, doesn't even excite him to touch her." Savannah took a sip of her drink, all smiles. "Not like me—I just flip my hair and he can't handle it. I told him I wanted to spend Christmas with him. You know what he did? Turned around and told his wife he had to stay in San Francisco for overtime work on financing. So busy, apparently." My head started buzzing. Liam's face, that photo he sent of himself eating takeout at a shabby desk, with the caption "Fighting for our future"... Wasn't he running a startup? Since when was he a programmer turned investor?
Twelve Piercings, One Reckoning
0·miaoWith the wedding closing in, I handed my fiancé over to my stepsister and traded it all for ten million to flee to Paris. Everyone thought I'd lost my mind. Two years—I'd been just one step away from becoming Mrs. Cameron Pembroke. But no one knew how I'd survived those two years. He wanted to mold me into the perfect wife, reshaping my every move—even the color of my hair—into whatever he desired. His sister Augusta tripped me at a ball in front of everyone, sneered that I had no breeding, and even accused me of stealing their late mother's belongings. I thought Cameron would at least look into it. Instead, all he said was: "You looked like a lunatic tonight." That night in the pouring rain, he stood there demanding I admit I was wrong. That was the moment I finally understood—he wasn't my soulmate. He was my cage. On the day of the wedding, he lifted the veil—and the bride wasn't me. He panicked at last. Chased me all the way to Paris. Begged me to come back. I looked at him calmly and said: "You have no idea why I left you." Later, to learn what respect truly meant, he designed my gothic wedding gown himself—and even pierced his ears twelve times. That day he had a low fever, his voice hoarse, when he asked me: "Can we start over?"
The Right Way for a Spoiled Heiress to Get Divorced
0·windFor four years of marriage, I thought I'd picked the right man. Julian Castellano. The most respectable man on the Upper East Side. He never stayed out past midnight. There were no tabloid scandals. On the nights I jolted awake from a nightmare drenched in cold sweat, he'd hold me in his arms and whisper: Whatever hurt you before—I'll never let it happen to you again. I believed him. I believed him, and I believed his mother, too. The fact that I couldn't get pregnant—that was my problem. Four years. Fifty examinations. Hospital after hospital, specialist after specialist. I never once fought back. He sat beside me through all of it and never said a word. Then, at one in the morning, I came across that video. Him kissing another woman. A full sixty seconds. Later, that same woman announced in front of everyone that she was carrying his child. She ran me over with her car in the parking lot, and he was sitting in the passenger seat. "She had it coming," he said. I lay on the cold pavement, the taste of iron flooding my mouth, and suddenly everything became perfectly clear. So I did three things. I ordered ten male models to his private booth at his favorite club—on his tab. I burned his wine cellar to the ground—every last bottle worth millions. And I told him to close his eyes and sign a little "surprise" I'd prepared— It was our divorce agreement. Before I left, I sent him an email with all fifty of my medical reports from the past four years attached. The last line read: Maybe it's time you found out which one of us actually has the problem. He got tested. The diagnosis came back: azoospermia. That was the moment he fell apart.
When My Superstar Husband Fell for His Sister-in-Law
0·-The funeral had barely ended when my celebrity husband brought his pregnant sister-in-law home. "My brother is gone, and she's pregnant and needs care. As a public figure, I have to be responsible." Axel Franklin—America's hottest A-list star—spoke these words like he was delivering a press statement, calm and indisputable. He carried Ella's luggage and gave her our master bedroom. And I could only watch coldly from the sidelines. The first week, she was relatively quiet. The second week, she began to infiltrate. She brought warm milk to the study, her voice soft and fragile: "Filming is so exhausting, you need proper rest." At dinner, she coughed lightly, hand pressed to her chest: "Axel, I feel a bit stuffy. Could you tell me about some interesting experiences from your shoots?" In the middle of the night, she pretended to have breathing difficulties, calling Axel into her room to sing her to sleep. I wasn't an outsider to this world—I was an investor's daughter, intimately familiar with the entertainment industry. I'd grown up surrounded by schemes and manipulation. I could see her performance was flawless, every move calculated with precision. But when I looked at Axel, his eyes held patience, even tenderness. "You'll be more comfortable if you lie on your side when you rest." As he said this, his fingers gently touched her face. My heart clenched painfully. How I wanted to remind him—I'm your wife, not her. But the words stuck in my throat, leaving only the violent pounding of my heart. Five years ago, I gave up the chance to join the board of directors for this marriage. I abandoned my edge in the financial world just to be a quiet star's wife. Now I understood—in his eyes, a pregnant sister-in-law was more worthy of his protection than I was. I walked into the study, my fingers ice-cold as I dialed the phone. "Dad." My voice trembled but held unprecedented determination. "I want a divorce."
