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"Tell me you don't want this, Vivianne..." Noah's breath warmed against my skin, his finger dragging against my aching clit, and his eyes locked on me. "I'll stop if you tell me to..." My waist arch, a soft moan slipping off my lips as he pushed two fingers inside me, a smirk curling at his lips.
I should push him away... I should curse him, but I couldn't. My body betrayed me. I wanted him, I hated to admit it. How could my body want the same man who ruined my life?
"No... Noah..." My breath stuttered, nails digging into the bed as desire washed over me.
"Do... don't... touch... argh! Right ther...e... Fuck! Please don't stop..."
"Where, V... Tell me where you want me to touch." He fingers moved inside me, teasing my inside.
"Ri...right there... Fuck!" My hips jerked up, pussy throbbing with pleasure, walls tightening on his fingers... right before my orgasm tore through me... 
When Emelie Hoven was hopelessly in love with William Middleton, she almost ended up losing her life. But to William, she was only someone convenient who he thought couldn't live without him.And so, she decided to stop loving him.William didn't like that Emelie was too calm, too rational, and too independent. Later, his wish came true—he got to see her relying on someone and being gentle.He wasn't the recipient, though.On the day of Emelie's wedding, she smiles brightly as she sits on a chair and waits for her groom and his groomsmen to pass the test she and her bridesmaids have set up for them. The atmosphere is lively. Suddenly, William shows up out of nowhere.He gets on one knee before her and holds her hands, looking like he's almost worshipping her. "Leave him, please. Come with me. You loved me first, didn't you?" 
Ariana York is a proud woman, but she sets her pride aside to pursue Elijah Linden, a cold, distant man. Her wish comes true, and she finally marries him. However, after marriage, she realizes he has someone else in his heart.Ariana becomes the laughingstock of the city's upper crust. Once, she fights with Elijah and jumps off a building. The debacle is recorded and uploaded online—the whole city mocks her.When Ariana wakes up, she's lost all her memories of Elijah."Who are you, mister?""Pulling the amnesia trick isn't the trend anymore, Ari. I won't divorce you."Ariana turns and leaves without hesitation.Three years later, an adorable little girl accidentally runs into Elijah. He sees the woman he's dreamed of countless times approach, and he blurts out, "Ari, is this our—"Ariana is holding a handsome man's arm. "Mr. Linden, allow me to introduce you to the father of my child!" 
I, Nadine Cross, transplant the nerves from my own hands to my boyfriend's "sister", who loses the use of both her hands in an accident.
With that, Irene Sawyer's painting skills improve tremendously.
However, I lose function in both hands. I can't even lift a glass of water.
My boyfriend, Thomas Graham, tearfully promises that he will forever be grateful to me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.
Because I love him, I silently endure the agony of rehabilitation treatments.
But one day, I accidentally discover that his so-called sister, Irene, is actually his lover.
I confront him, but they tie me up.
"Since your hand nerves work so well, your optic nerves should be good too. Irene's eyesight hasn't been great lately. If you're going to help, then you should help her all the way. Give her your eyes, Nadine," Thomas demands.
I fall into despair as I watch them approach me with surgical knives.
Thomas says, "Don't hate me. You've already lost function in both hands. Your eyes won't do you much good when you're in this state. I'm just making the rational choice."
Boundless darkness descends.
When I open my eyes again, I am back at the time right before the nerve transplant surgery.
This time, I get a dog's nerves instead. 
Heidi Jonassen's biggest regret in this life is that she's attracted the attention of Maverick Cadwell, a man with a heart of ice.
She has pursued him for three years, leading to them getting married for two years. Heidi initially thinks she has finally warmed him up, but it turns out she's just being delusional.
Her mother-in-law doesn't like her, whereas Maverick remains cold and distant to her. Oh, and apparently, his so-called delicate stepsister, Arabella Cannol, pops up every now and then to show that she still exists.
When Heidi finally witnesses Maverick and Arabella meeting up with each other at a hotel, she finally feels her heart break. But when she takes a pregnancy test, she sees two red lines on it.
Her lips now curled into a sneer, Heidi places a divorce agreement and leaves the house. Just like that, she completely fades away from Maverick's life.
…
When Maverick and Heidi reunite again, the latter is now a hot single mother with a successful career. She has countless admirers flocking around her.
In the downpour, Maverick, previously cold and distant, stops Heidi's car in a pathetic manner. He pleads hoarsely, "Come home with me, Heidi."
The car window is lowered, revealing a cold-looking face that greatly resembles Maverick. The little boy warns in an adorable voice, "You want to woo my mommy, huh? Well, you'll have to go through me first!" 
My younger sister, Amaya Reed, has died in the luxurious villa belonging to Jayden Parker, the richest man in the city.
News of the beautiful celebrity taking her own life due to depression is spread like wildfire. But I've already received the actual news of Amaya being tortured to death.
This all happened because of Amaya's uncanny resemblance to Jayden's first love, Louise Green. Louise was jealous of her due to her looks, so Jayden held a torture party in his villa. All the guests partied the night away while trampling all over Amaya's corpse.
"Haven't you always wanted to replace Louise? Well, you can die in her stead, then!"
The moment I receive the news of Amaya's death, I'm oddly cool and collected. After staying up all night, I decide to give up on my identity as an up-and-rising artist.
This time, I go through a full transformation, soon becoming the most obedient lapdog by Jayden's side.
Jayden often orders me to lie on his thighs so that he can toy with the ends of my hair.
"As long as you remain obedient, Ariana, I can promise you a lifetime of luxury and riches."
I pretend to whine coquettishly. "But I just want you, Mr. Parker."
My heart is as cold as ice when I utter those words.
I don't want your love nor your money, Jayden. I just want your life. 
Julian had a girlfriend who was deeply in love with him, completely infatuated. That is, until the day Chloe caught him passionately kissing his new lover.Chloe calmly packed her things, took the breakup compensation, severed all ties, and decisively started a new life.Everyone believed she would be the first to cave, including Julian.Day one passed, no reconciliation.On the third day, her phone was blocked.Three months later, Julian couldn’t take it anymore.He lowered his pride and reached out: "Enough of the tantrum, it’s time to stop."But Chloe only responded with a cold smirk, refusing to turn back.When Chloe began seeing someone new, Julian went crazy.“I miss you, come back…”“I’m dying here, can’t you come see me…”A man on the other end of the phone laughed mockingly, “As a proper ex, after a breakup, you should be dead to her. When we get married, we’ll send you an invitation. Then you can see her.” 
The moment I enter the office, I notice Tristan Godfrey's secretary, Scarlett Robertson, crouching under the desk.
She decides to tease Tristan on purpose, making him unable to school his features for a moment.
I place the documents before him, pretending not to notice anything.
"Here's the request for the funding for the western suburb project. Please sign this document."
Since Tristan is enduring the immense pleasure flaring from his lower body, he drops his signature on a couple of pages without even checking the fine details.
Then, he looks up at me, his eyes foggy with lust. "Wait… I thought your flight was tomorrow? Why are you back all of a sudden?"
I pick up the documents. "I'm here to deal with some urgent matters."
Before I turn around, I shoot a glance at the spot beneath the desk. "Tell her to come out."
Tristan is slightly stunned. He probably thinks that I'll do the same things I did before—intimidate Scarlett, tug at her hair, and take a video of her most vulnerable side.
But I merely add, "Her legs will go numb if she crouches under the desk for too long."
Knowing that he's in the wrong, Tristan quickly changes the subject. "What sort of urgent matters are you dealing with?"
I don't give him an answer. Instead, I close the door behind me and put up a "do not disturb" sign.
Tristan has no idea that I've just finished settling my urgent affairs. 
Everyone in high society knows that Keith Ford, the scion, is intensely possessive and loves nothing more than showing off his affection.But ever since Ariel Levine's abduction, he realizes the importance of keeping her out of the spotlight.From that day on, his obsession borders on madness. When she develops post-traumatic mutism, he hires the world's top psychologists and brings them into their home to treat her. When she wants to go out, he builds a fully-equipped castle designed specifically for her. It's almost like a small city of its own.People say that Keith is keeping his mute wife under gentle confinement. But Ariel believes that he is just too afraid of losing her again after that one incident.For five long years, she has been living under his airtight protection, completely cut off from the world.One day, Ariel realizes her voice has finally returned. She sneaks out of the castle for the very first time and hails a cab to Keith's company to surprise him.But just as she enters the city center, the police stop her. 
On my 23rd birthday, my brother, Eric Welsh, becomes the richest man in the country. During the grand birthday party he throws for the housekeeper's daughter, Fiona Dobler, he announces that she will receive the sole attention of the Welsh family.
Meanwhile, I have only a month left to live because of my faulty artificial heart, and I can't find a matching donor. While I'm being tormented physically and mentally, I video call him.
When he hears me coughing, he berates me, "Back then, you left because you were worried that I'll be a burden to you. What now? Are you regretting it because I'm rich?"
My throat feels tight as I stare intently at his unchanged expression through the screen, smiling wryly. "Eric, think of 300,000 dollars as a small amount and lend it to me."
On the other end, Eric snorts and gently assures Fiona, "It's a scam call. Don't worry."
Of course he has nothing to worry about. The healthy heart in his chest is mine. 
The spoiled, willful daughter of the Koch family groveled down to her husband, who loved someone else?The first thing Aylin Koch did when she recovered her memory was divorce her husband!Everyone in New York knew that Gavyn Delacruz married a girl from the slums who was nothing but greedy for money, but one day, she divorced him suddenly.They all thought that it was nothing but a show. She was playing hard to get so that she could get more money from him.Gavyn stated that she would go back to him within three days.To everyone's surprise, she came back to and became the young lady of the Koch family, looking down on him.As time went by, her true identities emerged one by one. She was a top hacker, an outstanding doctor, and America's number-one designer. She was all he was looking for.Finally, he found out the truth...When they met again, on the patio out of a business banquet, he trapped her between him and the cold railing, kneeling and putting on shoes for her reverently with red eyes, asking her the one and only question in his mind, "I'm willing to be a substitute. Aylin, can you let me stay by your side?" 
My husband's little sweetheart is threatening to break up with him again. He’s drowning in misery, drinking so much that he landed in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer. Half dead, he mutters, "She’s the only one who dares to mess with me like this."
Then he grabs my hand and asks, "Honey, you’re a woman too. How do I get her to forgive me this time?"
It’s true. He’s cheated so many times, but this Vivian is the only one he actually cares about.
My phone buzzes—it’s a message from Vivian.
"Mrs. Carter! Please keep your husband in check! As a woman, don’t you have any pride left? Tell him to stop bothering me!"
I let out a sarcastic laugh and, just like always, ignore her.
On Eric’s fifth day in the hospital, he blew up my phone with calls. His mood was a mess as he yelled at me, "I’m in the hospital! Why haven’t you come to see me? Do you even care about your husband at all?"
I stayed calm. "I’m afraid if I show up, you’ll fall for me all over again."
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Ryan Pierce leaves me at the altar three times, each time for his precious first love, Natalie Grant.
The first time, she threatens to jump off a building. The second, she says she's moving abroad. The third, she sends a message, saying she's agreed to an arranged marriage.
On that day, the unflappable Ryan unravels. He abandons a church full of guests and turns me into a public joke once again.
My call to him is a final ultimatum.
"Come back now, or I will marry someone else today."
He only laughs in response. "Nat is young, so her dramatics are expected. But you are a grown woman. Are you also resorting to the same cheap tricks?"
My fingers clench around the phone. He knows it's one of Natalie's ploys, yet he chooses to indulge her anyway. That's when I finally let go.
Once he's finished soothing her, he turns his attention back to me as an afterthought.
"Choose a date to reschedule the wedding," he tells me. "Don't worry. It will be even grander than before."
At that moment, the man standing beside me smiles and interrupts him, "You will have to excuse us. My wife and I have a plane to catch." 
I marry the same man seven times, and he divorces me seven times for the same woman.
He does this so he can go on vacation with his first love as a supposedly single man while also protecting her from being the subject of scandalous gossip.
The first time we divorce, I attempt to take my own life to force him into staying. Despite being sent to the hospital in an ambulance, he didn't even bother to visit me.
The second time we divorce, I humble myself by applying to be an assistant at his company, all for the chance to see him more.
By the sixth time, I had already learned to quietly pack up my belongings and move out of his house.
At first, I was hysterical, but then I began to concede, and eventually, that grew to numb acceptance. Yet, time and again, he would remarry me on our previously agreed-upon date, only for history to repeat itself.
Finally, one day, after I hear that his first love is returning to the country again, I voluntarily hand him the divorce agreement.
Just like before, he promises to remarry me again on a certain date. But he doesn't know that this time, I'll be leaving for good. 
His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation.
"Your spying on me is utterly useless young tulip." Ink eyes opened, resting upon my little frame making me freeze.
"What are you thinking? You have got this one chance....run away." He offered his eyes watching my each and every movement like a hawk.
"I am a prisoner sire, I have heard stories....tales of how war prisoners are mercilessly butchered if they are caught and I can't afford to die....not yet...I have someone to feed and I will do anything for them."
"Anything?" He asked in eerily calm voice. I nodded slowly a lump forming in my throat as my eyes glistened with tears with the scenes of men using my eighteen year body flashed infront of me making me tremble.
Water splashed around as he rose to his full height inside the lagoon, his eyes solely focused on me, his feet moving forward, closing our distance altogether.
"Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips.
His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder.
Killer
Commander
Beast
He was the commander of Gladiators.
Azarios, the Gladiator of Ambrose.
"You will be the bride of mine." 
"Underworld, Blood-pumping Street Fights, Ruthless Action, and an Absolute Kingpin."
I blind a local bully to defend the woman I love and spend three years in prison for it.
When I get out, she doesn't show up to welcome me. Instead, I receive her wedding invitation. She is marrying the same bully I took down for her.
The streets are wild, full of danger, and full of schemes.
Brothers stand by each other, but even brothers can betray each other. People turn on you when you need them most.
Loyalty sounds big, but heroes still fall. Some die before they ever see justice.
Power looks glorious, but one wrong step and everything burns down.
My name is Luca Hall. I grew up in Stonebrook. On the day I was born, a storm tore through the hills and woke a real beast. 
Bonnie Shepard, a country girl, is the talk of the town. Rumors say she's a loser who loves fighting and fooling around.Her fiancé dumps her, and the esteemed Knight family distances themselves, causing the Shepards no small embarrassment. But when the world uncovers her true identity as the nation's leading researcher, everyone is awed.To their surprise, she's not only a math genius, but also a chess prodigy, a medical guru, and a kickboxing expert, outshining even the wealthiest tycoon on the Forbes list.Prominent figures and affluent heirs vie openly for her affection."Bonnie, will you marry me? I'm fit, and I’m the most romantic and considerate partner you'll ever find. Hell, I'll even handle all the household chores!""Bonnie, choose me, please? My family owns a mine, and you can buy anything you want!" Ivor Knight, the CEO who once spurned her, regrets it so much that he can only say, "Fuck off, okay? She's mine!" 
Lorraine Somner's focus in life is to earn as much money as she can. Unfortunately, her parents keep urging her to get married. In order to get them off her back so she can focus on her career, she decides to get a flash marriage with a construction worker she meets on a blind date.He doesn't have much money and even has two kids, but that's okay. Lorraine only wants to get married for the sake of getting married. She doesn't mind becoming a stepmother.To her surprise, after marriage, her orchards expand rapidly, and her career takes off. The numbers in her bank account keep growing.She thinks that her husband is her lucky charm, but that changes when his childhood sweetheart comes knocking. She flings a billion-dollar check at Lorraine and snarls, "Get away from him. You can have all the money you want!"Lorraine is dumbfounded. So, her husband isn't some construction worker. He's the heir to the biggest company in Glendale City, Moore Corporation. He's supposed to inherit a billion-dollar fortune!Lorraine can't believe she's accidentally married into a wealthy family. "Uh… can we get divorced, then?"Logan Moore pulls her into his arms. "You're not getting anywhere! Besides, don't you want these orchards I got for you?" 
Marian was not ambitious and the only aspiration she had was to lead an idyllic life in the countryside, like farming and picking flowers. But her grandpa didn’t allow her to do so.
He asked her to come back to the urban area by all means and required her to inherit an enormous fortune, while at the same time arranging her to engage with the son of the richest man.
Thereafter, Marian started her journey to force others to eat humble pies.
She graduated from an Ivy school with a straight-A performance at the age of 16, becoming the youngest graduate in the history of the school, but her sister said she was a poor student?
She was the leader of the league of top-class Hacker elites in the world, but her brother called her a newbie?
She had been on top of the “list of top investors in the stock market” for ten consecutive years, but her mom said it was a waste of money to raise her.
Even the chairmen of five top-level consortiums eagerly wanted her to work as their investment counsellor, but her dad called her a country girl?
She was well versed in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine appreciation, flower arrangement as well as tea!
James said, “Come on, this is the pen. Write down what you can’t achieve.”
Three hours later…
Marian yelled excitedly, “I got an answer.”
James thought to himself triumphantly: Clever girl, you’re finally baffled by something!
Marian looked at him with self-complacence, “I can’t love you.”
James was choked up.
[a bigoted and scheming male lead VS. a capable female lead] 
Felicia Fuller is 18 when she's brought back to the Fuller residence. That's when she learns she's actually the family's heiress who got switched at birth.
Her parents' biasness, her fiancé's dislike, and the fake heiress' schemes to make her look bad trap Felicia in a life where she's troubled by family and love. Ultimately, she dies a sorrowful, horrible death…
Then, she's reborn and taken back to when she's 18. She kicks her fiancé to the curb and takes the fake heiress down!
Once, Felicia allowed everyone to step all over her. Now, it's like she's unlocked something within her, and she goes ever further on the path to world domination!
Her biased parents regret their actions, and her scumbag of a fiancé cries and begs for forgiveness. They seem to be sure that Felicia, who has never felt their love, desires it.
One day, everyone witnesses Felicia pinning the wealthiest and most powerful bigwig in the country to his car. They cuddle and snuggle with each other.
Only then do people realize that someone will be there just for her. He'll give her all his love and partiality; he'll show up for her. 
EMMA ANDERSON has everything in her life worked out.
She has a perfect job in a Manhattan empire, allowing her to live a quiet, organised and safe existence. A necessity after a childhood filled with abuse, bad memories, and a mother who was less than useless.
She’s worked hard to get where she is - and she has just landed an amazing promotion.
But it comes with a problem - and one that could derail everything she thought she needed in her life.
Emma’s new role is as the right-hand man for billionaire playboy JAKE CARRERO. He’s exactly the type of person who could drive her crazy - and not in a good way.
Chalk and cheese, he is everything she’s not. Compulsive, dominant and confident, with a seriously laid-back attitude to casual sex and dating.
Jake is the only one with the ability to steamroll over Emma’s manicured, ice maiden exterior. But Emma has no desire to let anyone close enough to hurt her again.
Jake needs to show Emma that even someone like him can change when that one girl that matters walks into your life.
Loveable, sexy characters, and deep emotional topics.
Contains some mature, adult content, and language. 
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. 
For some girls, age eighteen is the magical age of freedom and independence. For Aerys, turning eighteen means an arranged marriage to a man she's never met before, leaving the only home she's ever known, and accidentally discovering things she never knew about the world, about her family, and about herself, things that have been lurking beneath the surface all along. However, each new discovery brings new questions with it, and the answers could lead in some very dangerous directions. She and her fiancé, Dmitri, must decide whether or not to find the answers to these questions and what to do with the knowledge they gain. To change the game instead of living by others' rules, they must look beyond what they see. 
“How does it feel, then, to be kissed by an unlovable brute?” —————— I find it amusing that I didn't even have to track down my runaway bride. She simply climbed into my car, completely oblivious to the fact that I am the man she was running away from. I could catch her. Hunting women down is the last thing I want to be doing, truly. I mean Ruby no harm, even though she unknowingly said some awful, untrue things about me in the car. In time, she’ll learn that those things aren’t true. I’m not like my parents. Still, I have no choice but to marry this girl. She’s barely eighteen, three years younger than me, but it’s fate. All of this mess started about a month ago. 
I'm Aurora, an unmated commoner, an inferior bloodline. My parents taught me a lot of things growing up, but the most important one is never piss off a royal. They run the world, they make the rules, and they are brutal when they don’t get exactly what they want, especially an unmated commoner girl.Most royals fuck commoner girls for fun, knowing we couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill them, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed. I’ve never seen a commoner female return from the palace.There aren’t many of us left in my pack, but my alpha has managed to convince the royal warriors that there aren’t any unmated females in his pack and if there were, he would gladly hand them over I’m unmated, only a year and half away from turning twenty to feel my mate. I pray to Moon Goddess that I need the protection of a mate.Until that day, a tall, brute man walks into my house like he was invited in. I tremble while he grins.He is a Royal. 
We’ve been married for three years, but I’ve never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers.“If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?” I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea.His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. “Yes.”I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go—to honor his decision.Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. “Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing…”What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, “Vivienne, don’t divorce me… please.” 
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