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After the fire breaks out, I brace myself against the scorching iron door to help Linden Rothwell escape. He emerges unharmed while I suffer extensive burns across my entire body, and our friend Rosalind Chambers dies in the flames.Linden proposes to me at my hospital bedside, and I assume my eight years of unrequited love is finally paying off. But after I lose the baby and blame myself for the miscarriage, he shoves me into a burning room while I'm still recovering from surgery.Before he closes the door, he says, "Aurora, now you can feel what it's like to be consumed by fire."As the flames swallow me whole, I finally realize the truth. Rosalind is the one he loves, and I'm the one he hates.When I open my eyes again, I'm back at the fire. This time, I don't sacrifice my body to hold the door for him. Instead, I turn around and run. 
Since the company's taking a well-deserved break on New Year, my boss, Justine Shaw, tags everyone in the company's group chat and tells them to check their accounts for their latest salaries.
Unfortunately, I'm the only one who has yet to receive my salary.
When Justine finds out about it, she doesn't seem to mind at all. After ensuring that there's nothing wrong with my bank account, she transfers me my salary once again.
But weirdly enough, I don't receive the money at all.
My colleagues refuse to believe me. Thankfully, Justine is willing to make one more transaction in front of us. She lets us witness the entire process as well.
Still, I have yet to receive the salary.
My colleagues grow furious on Justine's behalf. They admonish me for being a scammer who wants to swindle money from the company before throwing me out.
Alas, the moment I leave the company, I get run over by a truck and die on the spot.
Even as I breathe my last, I still don't understand what happened. The transaction process is fine, but why can't I receive my salary at all?
When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day I receive my salary. 
"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony.On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide.Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge."On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling." 
The richest and most notorious mafia leader in Gasteron, Jared Fender, is deeply in love with Tamara Wesley, a regular nurse.From the moment they first meet, Jared wants nothing more than to cherish Tamara, to make the whole world know that she belongs to him. He will do anything for her.Tamara loves cherry blossoms, so Jared obtains 999 cherry blossom trees and plants them all over Gasteron.When Tamara tells him that she doesn't like it that there was blood on his hands, he makes an oath never to kill again.On the day he confesses his feelings for her, he writes her 99 love letters and organizes a man-made meteor shower all over the globe, spelling out in the sky, "I love you, Tamara Wesley."When he wants to marry her, he endures 99 strokes of the cane from his mafia family. He is willing to give up his position as the next heir of the family and go through the brutal torture with gritted teeth, all for the sake of marrying Tamara."The only person I will ever marry in my life is Tamara Wesley."He loves Tamara so much that he even donates one of his kidneys to her after she got into an accident.This time, however, Jared ties Tamara's father, Fred Wesley, to the bow of his yacht, and it is all for the sake of another woman whom Jared claims is just one of his "toys"—Queenie Lambert."You have three minutes left."If you still refuse to tell me where Queenie is, you can go ahead and fish your father's dead body from the bottom of the sea!" 
Just because Quinley Clark's mother accidentally brushes against the richest heiress's custom-made gown, someone breaks her limbs before throwing her into the sea, leaving her to die.When Quinley brings the arrogant heiress to court, the other woman is declared not guilty because the lawyer defending the heiress is none other than the founder of the most untouchable law firm in Juleern—Quinley's own husband, Gary White.At the end of the trial, the dashing and refined man steps down from the defendant's side and places a letter of "apology" in front of Quinley."Quinn, sign this. You wouldn't want to be sued for defamation and go to prison, would you?"Gary sounds gentle and persuasive, but the look beneath his gold-rimmed glasses is sharp and cold.With teary, stubborn eyes, Quinley looks at him and asks tremblingly, "Why, Gary?" 
I'm a complete coward. The moment someone bullies me, I start thinking about dying. However, I'm too scared to die alone, so I always want to take the person who hurt me with me.On my first day at the orphanage, a little girl corners me. After slapping me more than ten times, she says, "From now on, I'll hit you every time I see you."I drop to my knees, begging her to stop and telling her that if she keeps hitting me, I'd want to die.She doesn't believe me and kicks me twice more.That night, I steal a bottle of insecticide from the janitor's closet. I spray half of it into her mouth and drink the other half myself. We both end up in the hospital.Later, my biological parents found me. The day we reunite, they brought along a little girl in a frilly princess dress. They say she's their adopted daughter and that she's my sister.When she hugs me, she leans in and whispers, her voice sharp as glass, "You're so filthy and disgusting. How dare you show up here? Give it up. Even if you go home, you'll never measure up to me. "Mom and Dad only have one daughter, and it's me. So, you'd better do as I say. Because if I tell them to, they'll send you right back to that orphanage for life." 
For 12 years, Eloise has put on a tomboy disguise just to stay by Jeremy's side.When he skips school, she's right there with him.When he drinks, she follows suit.When he complains that her long hair draws too much attention, she cuts off the locks she's spent years caring for without hesitation.One day, frustrated by his family's pressure to get married, Jeremy goes to her and suggests, "I'd rather marry you than any other woman. Are you gonna marry me or not?"She nods without a second thought.Everyone around them says Eloise is the perfect "bro"—and she plays the role to perfection.By day, she's his loyal best friend.By night, she gives him everything he wants, their nights a blur of whispered intimacy and empty condom boxes.However, everything changes when a clumsy new secretary joins Jeremy's company. Scarlett Slater is a woman who can't seem to do anything right and repeatedly messes up Jeremy's plans. 
Cynthia Johnson cut ties with her family just to marry her father's close friend, Oliver Carter. Three years into marriage, the man still desires her with the same unrelenting passion as the first night. Just moments ago, they had wrapped up yet another hour-long round of intense intimacy. "Sweetheart, with such a sexy attire, how do you expect me to behave?" he pants, pulling her into his arms again. "At this rate, I'll die in your arms one day." Cynthia lies boneless on the bed, her body aching and completely drained. Even after all this time, she was still struggling to keep up with his intensity. People say younger men are energetic, but Oliver, who was 12 years her senior, puts them all to shame when he gets going. She musters a weak smile. "That's not allowed. You promised to take care of me for the rest of my life." However, she later realizes this so-called love is nothing more than a carefully crafted lie. And by the time she learns of the truth, she's already in too deep. 
At the banquet, Dad decides to betroth me to Arthur Cullingham, the finance prodigy whom he has been supporting since the start.
At that time, I have no idea that Arthur's heart already belongs to someone else.
After that, Dad's company is found to be selling counterfeit products. This leads to the stock prices crashing immensely. Not only that, but Dad is also facing criminal charges.
Arthur quickly brings Celeste Snow, his first love, back into our home. He then tells me that he wants to give Celeste a proper title.
My mother-in-law, Rachel Anderson, berates me as well.
"Your family has filed for bankruptcy, not to mention you're an infertile loser! Why shouldn't my son marry another woman?"
Arthur pushes the divorce agreement in my direction. In a flippant tone, he says, "If you sign the agreement right now, I can still keep you around as long as you treat Celeste well."
Meanwhile, I've secretly booked a train ticket that'll take me far away from here.
Just seven more days, and I'll follow Dad southbound. 
"What's your name, princess?"Princess. It sent a shiver down my spine, and my entire body seemed to catch fire. "Angelique," I managed to respond in a hushed tone, uncertain if he caught my name amid the chaotic beating of my heart."Angelique," he purred, his voice a sensuous melody, "a perfect name for someone as enchantingly beautiful as you are."My name rolled off his tongue like velvet, each syllable caressing the air. Holy shit, was it hot in here, or was it just me?"Uh, thanks. What's yours?" I inquired, capturing my bottom lip between my teeth. His gaze fixated on the subtle movement, and he moistened his lips with a slow, deliberate flick of his tongue, sending heat straight to my core."Dante Greene. I'm surprised you haven't heard about me," he said, his eyes dancing with amusement, as if he could sense the effect he had on me.Could you imagine? I would literally die right now if he knew why I kept shifting in my seat. Gushes of heat were currently pooling in my underwear like a relentless waterfall, and the more he spoke and stared at me like a predator locked on its prey, the more intense it got...***17-year-old Angelique Baker is forced to move to a new town under mysterious circumstances. Starting a new school at the end of her senior year has already turned her world upside down, but just wait until she finds out she's mated to a werewolf and discovers the secrets her dad has been keeping from her since her mom's disappearance. 
On our wedding day, my husband, Oliver Rothwell, who's always treated me like I'm his everything, does the unthinkable.In front of me, he sends an apology to his childhood sweetheart using Morse code."I'm sorry, Charlotte. This wedding was all my father's idea, but I don't love her. I'll come to you tonight, okay?"Despite her initial disappointment, Charlotte Vandenberg eagerly agrees, her spirits lifting in a flash.Sure enough, I spend our wedding night alone.Before I can even speak, Oliver looks at me with a remorseful expression. "Baby, work's been overwhelming. I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I swear. Just be patient and wait for me to come home." I nod, pretending to go along with it. He thinks he's fooled me.But what he doesn't know is that the divorce papers are all set for tomorrow. I'll strip him of everything and watch him leave empty-handed.I've known Morse code for ages.And I've been aware of every single scheme he and Charlotte have been conspiring against me. 
The entire school thinks that Laura Lane and Shayne Jameson are a match made in heaven.
Shayne is the most handsome guy who's worshipped by all. Blessed with a tall physique, long legs, and an insanely handsome face, he's often spotted wearing a black windbreaker that makes him look cold and distant. His cool yet arrogant appearance often attracts countless girls to proclaim their love for him.
But the thing is, Shayne only has eyes for Laura. They are childhood sweethearts who have grown up together, after all.
When they were celebrating their first birthday, they huddled together happily.
When they were seven years old, their families decided to betroth them to each other.
At the age of 14, Shayne had written Laura a love letter. Once he turned 16, he confessed to her right away.
When they turned 18, they promised each other they'd get into the same college.
But in their senior year, a new transfer student named Melinda Sherman joins their class. When the homeroom teacher is organizing the one-on-one study plan, she specifically assigns Melinda as Shayne's partner.
She reiterates, "If you refuse to help Melinda out, you can forget about dating Laura at school from now on." 
“You chose them over me. She became your focus because of the pup she was carrying! You ruined me! You broke me! Promises shattered!” Edeline yelled.“I had to protect my pup. There were wolves out to hurt him, and you were one of them! I didn’t want to leave you, but you were a threat to my pup!” He snarled. “But I don’t care what kind of wolf you are... you’re my mate! I won’t lose you too!”“You already lost me, Percival... When you picked that blonde bitch and her pup over me, your mate. You had a chance to fix things and didn’t take it. No more chances. I’m leaving.”Edeline’s world shatters when her mate, Percival, returns with a child from another woman. As secrets unfold and betrayal strikes, she fights to reclaim her future. Percival struggles with his new reality, testing their bond. Full of twists, emotions, and unexpected humor, this story will take you on a rollercoaster of love, mystery, and redemption, ending with a satisfying resolution. Dive in—you won’t regret it! 
Everyone says that Mabel Silverstone is the most virtuous wife in the military family compound. Never once has she felt jealous of the meticulous care her husband, Elliot Foster, shows for his first love, Zoe Young. On the contrary, she even takes the initiative to take care of Zoe, the most important woman in Elliot's heart.On this day, Mabel wakes early to prepare breakfast. Zoe has only caught a cold, but Elliot has shirked all his military responsibilities to personally take care of her. He even asks Mabel to send their meals to the hospital every day.When Mabel leaves the compound, thermos in hand, dawn has just broken on the horizon."Are you going to the hospital to deliver food for Zoe again?" her neighbor, Winnie McMahon, asks while carrying a grocery bag. She shakes her head, looking frustrated. "You're the most virtuous wife in this entire military compound. You never get jealous even though Colonel Foster treats Zoe so well, and you even wait on them hand and foot. In my opinion, you need to grow a backbone!" 
Everyone in the circle knows that Vanessa York will do anything for Alexander Hawke.She once took a bullet for him, spent half an hour in freezing water just to save the woman he loved, and even when her cramps left her pale with pain, she still handled every mess he dumped on her plate without batting an eye.Everyone says Vanessa loves Alexander so obsessively that she can never leave him. However, in her fifth year as his secretary, Vanessa submits her resignation. The HR stared at her in shock, confirming over and over, "Vanessa, are you really quitting?""Yes, I'll be gone in a month," Vanessa says calmly, signing the papers before turning to leave. But instead of going home, she drives to the cemetery. The man on the headstone has gentle features. He bears a resemblance to Alexander, but his eyes look much softer. 
**Warning: Contains strong language, smuts, abuse and some really explicit content, please read at your risk.** "Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head. "Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted. Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry. The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with. "That would never happen, Cara Mia." Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to shove him away but he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head before pointing the gun at her temple. Arabella shut her eyes tightly as the gun cocked. She inhaled and bit her tongue whilst saying her last prayer inwardly. She wanted to run far away from him. Away from the surface of the earth if possible. But she was certain no matter how far she went, he was going to find her. ------------------------------------- Arabella's life took a u-turn after falling into her enemy's hand. She should feel nothing for him, however. He made her lose all her senses, even her clothes. At the mercy of her foe, she discovers some secrets about him and wishes to unravel more, but got what she didn't bargain for. Alessandro, an Alpha werewolf assuming the identity of a mafia Lord. He was the most wanted criminal in COOAN, and his name incites fear in all werewolves' packs. He was a man fighting his demons and needs a saviour before he drowns. After a traumatic childhood event that left him scarred, Blaze often kept to himself and trusted no one until he met Arabella, whom he believed was the perfect mate sent to him by the moon's goddess. However, she was taken. The powerful urge to save her from her... 
Curtis Wolfe hardly ever comes home in their three years of marriage. Everyone says he absolutely loathes Marceline Ballard.Marceline has known Curtis ever since she was 12 years old. From his lowest point to his rise to fame, she has stuck by him through it all.One day, Curtis says he doesn't love her anymore, and just like that, Marceline becomes a laughingstock in everyone's eyes. His friends mock her for not knowing her place, and his admirers accuse her of emotional blackmail and being shameless.Yet, no one seems to remember the fact that she gave him 14 years of her life.Refusing to let go of the past, Marceline ends up turning herself into a shrew.Now, the way Curtis looks at her is always cold and distant.Tired of holding on, Marceline leaves the divorce agreement behind and walks away. Everyone says Curtis is finally free, but in the shadows where no one can see them, the proud man kneels in his suit, begging Marceline not to go through with it. 
DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope.
"Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up.
"Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident.
He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her.
"Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes.
"Sir please," she pleaded.
"I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition."
"I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face.
"Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad."
"I trust you."
"I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb.
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"Every women is nothing but a , a and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her.
"You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes.
He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him.
"Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes.
"You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally.
He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman.
He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself. 
On the night of her wedding, Helen Smith was attacked by a stranger.Since then, every night has been a nightmare she cannot escape.By day, she plays the role of the perfect wife, caring for her gravely ill husband whom she barely knows.By night, she’s haunted by fear, shame, and a faceless man who takes what he wants in the dark.Trapped in a golden cage of secrets and silence, Helen begins to question everything: her marriage, the man she married, and the terrifying truth that may be hiding just beneath the surface.Because in this house, nothing is what it seems.And the greatest betrayal is yet to come. 
I just experienced the most unforgettable Christmas night of my life.
I had planned a pajama-themed Christmas party with my best friend, Lia Wright, and I purposely changed into my black, lacey night gown, took a sexy photo of myself in it, and sent it to her.
"Daddy, wanna open your Christmas present tonight?" I said in a text message to tease her.
Exactly three minutes later, she replied, "Are you sure you want to play this game?"
I chuckled at how serious she was, then typed my provocative reply. "Just say it if you're too scared to come over."
Now, 20 minutes later, the door to my room is suddenly thrown open with a loud bang.
Liam Blake, my childhood friend who had been giving me the cold shoulder for the past half year, shows up at the door, his eyes rimmed red and with a light dusting of snow on his clothes. He pushes me onto the bed and kisses me fiercely and fervently.
"What did you just call me earlier?" Liam gasps, backing away slightly so his hot breath fans across my lips. His voice is low and hoarse, and I have never heard him speak like that before. "Call me that again."
I shiver hard and quickly sober up before grabbing my phone that was still lit up.
I had thought that I'd been chatting with Lia the entire time. But now, I suddenly realize that the name on top of the chat window had been "Liam" the entire time. 
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