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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!!
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.
The CEO's Substitute Wife
9.0K·J.C.Castro"Yes, I accept your proposal, Mr. Harrison." Those words would ultimately change her life. He offers her a marriage contract for two years, but she... she wants a love that lasts forever. Gianna Santos has always been good, sweet, and caring; she has big dreams in life, but without a doubt, her greatest aspiration is to marry her boyfriend and have a peaceful life, traveling around the world, discovering the most exotic places with the person she loves. Gianna suspects that she will soon receive a marriage proposal, but nothing could be further from the truth, as everything is about to come crashing down. Alexander Harrison is a renowned businessman, famous for being blunt in business, the relentless director of Harrison Corporation, and the owner of the heart of the stunning Adara Black, a dazzling model who has managed to captivate him with her sweetness, charm, and marvelous curves. Fate is about to play its tricks and unexpectedly intertwine the life of an orphan who suffers and a CEO in distress, thirsty for revenge. She needs to escape; he needs a wife. A contract will provide a way out of their problems—two years of marriage and then divorce. But what will happen when love transcends the boundaries of legal limits? It's supposed to be a marriage with an expiration date, but Gianna wants a love that lasts forever. She wants to say, "Yes, I accept," but this time, for a lifetime.
When Bradley Met Stanley
15.0K·CarminBradley, 32 years old, is done with relationships. He is lonely and has a six-year-old daughter to take care of. All he wants is someone he could fall in love with, someone who will love him and his little girl and not just for the money he has. Stanley, 28 years old, is a make up artist and life style blogger. He is lonely and only ever spends time on social media. He has tried dating but sadly, no one wants the whole nine yards with him. He has tried dating sites, matchmaking sites and not once has he found what he was looking for. Two lonely guy meet on a rainy day.
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.
I Become A CEO After Divorce
339.0K·River BatesThey had been married for five years. She is thinking that one day he will fall in love with her. But she didn't expect that he would not only divorce her, but also fall in love with his first love! She signed the divorce agreement and left the house, breaking off with him. But when she only wants to make money for her career, he just want to chase her. She looked at the man who appeared in front of her again and again for various reasons, "Do you remember that we are divorced?" The man handed the marriage certificate to her, "No, you are still my wife."
That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies
64.0K·Hayden BlakeOlivia Prescott married Victor Leer for three years, but it ended in divorce, leading to ridicule from the entire Seacrest community, labeling her as a forsaken woman of high society. Six years later, Olivia returned to her homeland with her twins and transformed herself into a renowned international divine healer. Countless people flocked to her, hoping to marry her. Suitor number one said, "Miss Prescott, do your children need a father? Look at me, how about considering me? If you agree, I will treat them as my own." Suitor number two exclaimed, "Miss Prescott, from the moment I first saw you, I was captivated by your beauty and talent. I am willing to give my all and love you for a lifetime. Mr. Leer may not value you, but he is blind. I promise to never leave your side!" At that moment, a little girl appeared, clinging to Olivia's leg and said, "Mommy, Daddy has been kneeling on a washboard for three days and nights, asking if you're no longer angry. If you're not, he wants to remarry you."
The Right Way for a Spoiled Heiress to Get Divorced
467·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.
OBSESSED WITH MY TEMPTING STEPFATHER
2.0K·Mercy kaySarah has had a thing for the multi-billionaire, Vincent Laurent ever since she set her eyes on him on her favorite TV interview show. What she didn’t expect was him becoming her stepfather. But fate had another plan; her mother died and she was left in his care. Just when she thought that her ‘All-time but suppressed obsession’ that she had for him could be unleashed, he got engaged to another woman. Desperate to pull out of the ache she felt, she dangerously sought solace where she wasn’t supposed to. She thought she could play with fire, but never expected to be consume by it.
DEVOUR ME WHOLE
515·PayalflowerSIENNA VALE made one mistake loving a man who never truly wanted her. When her mother's whirlwind remarriage uproots her life and deposits her inside the cold, obsidian walls of the Blackwood estate, she swears she is done being anyone's pawn. Then she meets KADE BLACKWOOD. Her stepbrother. Her enemy. Her sin.He doesn't flirt. He doesn't charm. He simply looks at her with those dark, merciless eyes and she feels claimed before he's even touched her. Kade is an obsession wrapped in tailored suits and dangerous silence. Every look is a threat. Every touch, a brand she can't wash off her skin. He wants her with a ferocity that should terrify her and it does. But God help her, it also makes her burn.The rules are simple: he is her stepbrother. This is forbidden. The family empire is at stake. And he is far too broken, far too ruthless, far too consuming to love safely.But safety has never felt so overrated.In the shadows of the Blackwood estate, where power is currency and desire is a loaded gun one touch is all it takes to pull the trigger. And once Kade Blackwood decides something belongs to him, he doesn't just want it.He devours it whole.
The Sex Doctor (His Submissive)
58.0K·babywrites //DARK ROMANCE// WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY SCENE IN EVERY CHAPTER. IF YOU ARE BELOW 18+ AND YOU FEEL INSECURE ABOUT READING EROTIC BOOK, PLEASE DON'T READ. IT CONTAINS HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT!!!...THOSE WHO WISH TO CONTINUE, PLEASE DO BECAUSE YOU WILL REALLY ENJOY IT, IT'S WORTH IT!!!…. (18+) "Please touch me doctor, please touch me down there doctor it hurts so baaaaaad.....". Ann begged, she tried touching her cunt but the handcuff around her wrist were depriving her. Marcus smirked, he strode to the bed where she was position at the edge of the bed and crotched down. His face, facing her swollon pussy as he maintain direct eye contact with her drippy wet entrance. "Ahhhh... doctor touch me...touch me please.... ". Ann begged as she felt his hot breath fanning her cunt. Her breath quickened and her nipple hardened in reaction. She was sexually aroused that she craved for his fingers to touch her. "Are you sure you want me to touch you?". Marcus asked in a raspy voice. It made a shiver ran down her spine. She arched her back and tightly closed her eyes. "Touch me please...touch me...I want your fingers in my fucking hoe, I want you to fuck me with those thick fingers of yours, I want you to suck me dry till I scream your name". Ann screamed aloud in a shakery voice. Her legs were trembling as she craved for him to unleash his finger into her cunt. "You asked for this". Marcus said as he slides his two fingers into his mouth, absorbing it with his saliva before bringing it out. Using his two fingers, he thwack her cunt and it made a sloshing sound as her juice leaked out of her entrance . Ann screamed as she curled her toes with her eyes closed, she tried stretching her hands to touch him but the handcuff were depriving her. "Please doctor, please fuck me". Ann begged with tears trickling out from the side of her eyes. He didn't moved his hands, he left it on her cunt. He pressed his finger in her cunt and her juice squirt out of her entrance. Ann clenched her hands into a fist as she moan louder while opening her mouth wide open and began gasping for air. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE "SEX DOCTOR(HIS SUBMISSIVE)18+" FLASHBACK OF HOW IT STARTED. INTRODUCTION; I am Ann hamburger. A sex maniac. I mean, I love having sex. And I am a fan of one night stands. My parents and ex boyfriend thinks I am cursed but my body is just highly sensitive. It was all fun to me but I got to thinking that, they might be right. So my best friend, Silver, introduced someone to me—A sex doctor . Marcus Morris. She says he is my last hope. My question is, am I really cursed? Can a sex doctor help me stop being a sex maniac? Well flip through this pages and read the story of my life. The shades of Ann...
The Bride Who Never Came
8·miaoI spent ten years waiting, only for my fiancé Alex to spend the days before our wedding helping his "life-saving benefactor" through her pregnancy, even gifting her the honeymoon itinerary I had designed with my own hands. I played the understanding partner, stepping aside for their sweet journey together, even canceling our wedding of the century and replacing it with a simple ceremony. Alex thought I had finally come to understand him. He didn't know that on our wedding day, I would leave him forever. On the wedding day, there was no bride at the altar. From the moment I missed my own wedding, I became the protagonist of my own life.
He Took My Oxygen Tank for His Mistress, Unaware I'm the Mafia Queen
27·-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.
After the Divorce, I Sent My Twin Husbands to Hell
7·miaoEveryone treated me like a toy meant to please my stepsister Vivian. As long as Vivian was happy, they could do anything to me. They had people kidnap me and subject me to three days of abuse, all just to vent Vivian's frustrations. "Everything we did, we did of our own free will—just to make her happy." I once thought my husband Nolan was the only person in this family who truly understood me, until I discovered that what I'd believed was a marriage had been nothing but punishment from the very beginning. For two years of marriage, the "husband" lying beside me was never just one person—Nolan and his twin brother took turns approaching me with the same face, coaxing me, tormenting me. They made my world different every single day, made me believe I was too sensitive, that something was wrong with me, pushed me to the point where I needed medication just to control my emotions. Everything they did was for Vivian. They wanted to destroy my reputation, to make me initiate the divorce, to make me accept my fate willingly. But they forgot one thing: when a woman stops explaining herself, all she wants anymore is for them to pay. This time, I'm going to make them pay back every last thing they owe me—with interest.
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
4·-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?"
When My Superstar Husband Fell for His Sister-in-Law
2·-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."
Three Years of Love, Just a Joke on Live Stream
0·D.D.In the third year with Damian, I sold my mother’s necklace just to buy him a birthday gift. But when Selene sent me a link, the truth shattered me— It was a prank live site, and my room was ranked number one. [Prank #20: She drank until she bled just to protect Damian.] [Prank #85: She sold her mother’s relic for his gift.] [Prank #97: She waited all night with cake, while he partied with Selene in Las Vegas.] The comments rolled in: “Three pranks left—will she survive?” “I bet a million she won’t make it to the end!”
My Husband Humiliated Me with His Mistress—So I Destroyed Him Overnight
47·miaoTen years of marriage, and my husband moaned another woman's name in bed. His secretary showed up pregnant. My son ended up in the ER because of their negligence. Everyone said I'd never survive without him. Then I dropped the mask. I pulled out the evidence of his affair, the records proving his company ran on my family's money, and watched as the board voted him out. He lost everything. Now he and his mistress are on their knees, begging me to forgive them. I take my son's hand and walk away without looking back. From now on, I'm the only one steering my life.
