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Even after two lifetimes, Rose still could not melt the ice-cold heart of Jay Ares. Heartbroken, she decides to live under the guise of an idiot, tricking him and running away with their two children. This infuriates Sir Ares to no end, and everyone around them is certain that this will prove to be Rose’s ultimate demise. However, upon the next day, the great Sir Ares is seen getting down on one knee in the middle of the street, coaxing the little brat, “Please be good and come home with me!” “I will, but only if you agree to my terms!”“Speak your mind!”“You are not allowed to bully me, lie to me, and especially not show your displeased face at me. You must always regard me as the most beautiful person, and you must smile whenever I cross your mind…”“Fine!”Onlookers are floored at sight of this! Is this the myth of how there is a counter to all things? Sir Ares seems to be at his wit’s end, this little fox of his own creation has outwitted him. Since he cannot discipline her, he will spoil her to the end of her own discredit instead! 
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{Warning: R-18, Dark Romance}
"Someone, please save me!"
"Who are you asking for help, dear?" He smiled, bringing his face closer to mine, sending a wave of terror through me.
"Don't do this. I am your sister," I pleaded, my voice trembling. I didn't want to stoop to his level.
"No, my dear. You could never be my sister. This is my revenge, and you are my enemy. You will pay for your sins," he growled, freezing me with fear.
"Please!"
“You think you can hate me just because you discovered you're more powerful? Having two useless wolves inside that shabby body won’t save you, sweetheart.” 
Thaddeus Cromwell is about to marry his childhood sweetheart, Danica Watson. Louisa Graham, who has been by his side for seven years, neither cries nor makes a scene. Instead, she personally organizes a grand wedding for him.
On the day of Thaddeus' wedding, Louisa puts on a wedding dress as well.
Two bridal cars pass each other along a long, bustling street. As the brides exchange bridal bouquets, a customary gesture of goodwill in their country when wedding processions meet, Thaddeus hears Louisa say, "I wish you a happy marriage!"
Thaddeus runs after Louisa's bridal car for ten full miles before finally catching up. He grabs her arm and sobs tearfully, "Louisa, you're mine."
But a man steps out of the bridal car and gently pulls Louisa into his embrace. "If she's yours, then what about me?" 
Charlotte had always lived a recluse life. She hated unnecessary attention, and would rather stay in the background.On the eve of her 23rd birthday, she is dared by her best friend, Laura, to go out with a guy and get laid. Deciding to do one last crazy thing before moving from the city, Charlotte agrees to the plan. Afterall, no one should be able to find her when she leaves the city.That night, Rachel kissed a guy in the club and after being separated from Laura, she goes home with the handsome stranger and they spend a night of passion together.To Rachel, the act and the stranger would remain in her past. However, she might have just gotten herself into a situation she hated the most. 
Shhh don't raise your voice at me dollface",he says and fists my hair pulling it tightly."your family ours is too much, your brother will substitute for Federico",.
" That will never happen over my dead body,you bastard, you're out of you mind if you think I'll let that bat shit crazy mother of yours raise my brother",I say despite feeling my skull painful burn from him pulling my hair.
"I don't like this smart mouth of yours,a woman should never speak unnecessarily and should agree with her husband but you are one disobedient little bitch",he says and pushes me to the ground.
" I never asked to be your wife you forced me, I'm not the one the killed your brother,I was never there!",I yell as tears stream down my face,they can't take away my brothers I won't let them. 
Rosaline died, and Sean personally put Jane into the women's prison for it. "Take good care of her"— his words made her three years in prison a living hell and even cost her a kidney. Before she went to prison, Jane said, "I didn't kill her," but Sean was unmoved. After her release from prison, she said, "I killed Rosaline, I'm guilty as sin!" Sean was livid as he said, "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say that!" Jane laughed. "Yes, I killed Rosaline Summers, and I did three years in prison for it." She escaped, and Sean scoured the whole world for her. Sean said, "I'll give you my kidney, Jane, if you'll give me your heart." But Jane looked up at Sean and said, "I don't love you anymore, Sean…" 
Married for months but still a virgin. Drugged by her husband and stepsister, she ended up with a mysterious lover. Her husband accused her of infidelity and found a convenient reason to divorce her. she lost everything, her properties, her virginity, her inheritance and her home and was thrown on the street. No parents, no home, no roof over her head, Theresa Mo sought for death and wished she could stop living but death seemed to perceive her yearning and flee from her. she became pregnant and her world came crumbling. where does she turn to when she doesn't even know who got her pregnant? Junxie Li, the youngest billionaire and a handsome dude, was in search of the woman he had one night stand with... Four years later, he stumbled upon two boys who are a miniature of himself and thundered "who is your mother?". 
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..."
In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm.
Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers.
Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?"
The city explodes with gossip.
Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power—
what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago.
His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat,
to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry.
Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms.
Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan,
down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test.
Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?"
Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears,
then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger.
"Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..."
"Say what?"
He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet." 
KYLE'S POV“Kyle…” She whined again, voice ascending, and I groaned. “Fuck, angel, do you have any idea how crazy you’re making me?”-------------------------------------------------------- Silvie, a struggling college dropout from Bayview City, never expected her luck to turn around—until she lands the coveted position as personal assistant to Kyle Blackwell, the city’s most eligible bachelor and youngest billionaire. But her dream job quickly becomes a nightmare when the rumors prove true: Kyle is an infuriatingly difficult boss with zero patience and a knack for making her life hell. To make matters worse, he’s also the ridiculously attractive stranger she had an unforgettable (and deeply embarrassing) encounter with at a club—one that involved kissing, falling hard, and an unfortunate bout of nausea. Add a tangled web of questionable arrangements, meddling exes, and a very public fake engagement, and Silvie finds herself swept into a whirlwind romance she’s not sure she’s ready for—or even believes is real. 
Melissa worked into her husband's office with a lunchbox to surprise him at work but then she got a shocking surprise when she saw her husband Liam making out with her best friend Nancy on the couch. Stunned, Melissa dropped the lunchbox which attracted the two people that are adulterously busy. They looked at Melissa with no remorse and continued in their act. With tears overflowing, Melissa ran out of the office; went home to pick her essential belongings and left the country unknowing to her that she was six weeks pregnant.Six years later, Melissa returned to her country as a regional manager transfered to the headquarters, radiating beauty and eloquence, accompanied by two lovely children. Upon Melissa's arrival, she found out that the new boss is her betrayal husband Liam who is currently engaged to her backstabbing best friend Nancy.Now Liam wants Melissa to sign the divorce papers to enable him marry his mistress Nancy. Then Melissa thought with a smirk 'do not joke with a woman scorned, wait for it dear husband'. It is time to repay them in a hundred fold of every pain, suffering, struggle, hardship, mockery and challenges she went through. First, befriend them and act like she has moved on from what happened six years ago. Then when they are relax around me and least expected, I will strike because 'revenge is best served when it is served cold'. 
I had seven childhood playmates, all nothing but gorgeous. They treated me as their little brother. And I called them "sisters".The eldest one, Belinda Staley, was a business genius. Th second one, Sandra Clayton, was a famous doctor. The third one, Brenda Danbury, was mysterious. The fourth one, Carly Tuttle, was a national beauty. The fifth one, Freda Peck, was a ruthless police officer. The sixth one, Ruth Frey, was a great heroine, and the seventh one, Adyson Dorothy, was a genius professor.And my name was Claud Allston.I was the founder of Celestial Palace, the ruler of the world. 
Tristan Burtman, the devil of Jasfield, is feared by everyone, yet his grandmother tricks him into marrying a woman he despises. He flings a divorce agreement in Genevieve Gadot's face and says icily, "Sign this!"Genevieve silently retrieves another agreement. It states that they can only divorce once she's had his child.Tristan is furious. "You're dreaming if you think you can have my children!"She mutters, "It's not like I want to."…One day, Genevieve looks at Tristan's icy expression and asks, "Do you really want a divorce?"He curls his lip. "What do you think?"The look on his face makes it clear there's nothing he wants more.Genevieve caresses her belly and nods obediently. "Okay. You'll get your wish soon."That's when Tristan loses his cool. He says, "I won't have a child with you."Genevieve smiles without saying anything.…Genevieve and Tristan finally get divorced, and she flees. However, he captures her and pins her to a corner. His eyes are bloodshot as he asks, "Where's my child?"She beams at him. "Stop dreaming. I won't ever give birth to your children." 
Suzanne Yates has been Jenson Lambert's lapdog for a decade. She stuck by him when he was a nobody and accompanied him as he made his way to the top. Yet ultimately, she loses to Seline Yates.
She decides to give up on him and salvage her career. She's a miracle doctor, genius hacker, renowned lawyer, invincible gamer, famous designer, and award-winning actress… She's all of those things, which means she's also great at teaching a scumbag and a scheming bitch a lesson!
Jenson looks at Suzanne imperiously and says, "You're worthy of being my woman now, Suzanne."
Austin Hall suddenly darts forward to kick him aside. "How dare you try to get involved with my woman?"
Jenson is terrified. "M-Mr. Hall?"
Austin gently tilts Suzanne's head up. He asks dangerously, "Are you out here seducing other men again?"
She pales. She's about to flee when he sweeps her off her feet. 
As he gently tucked her damp hair behind her ear, his hand lingered on her neck, warm and inviting. She leaned back into his touch with a contented sigh."You've been thinking about this, haven't you?" she teased, feeling the undeniable proof against her.He chuckled, his breath hot on her ear. "You have no idea."His fingers brushed lightly over the fabric of her blue bathrobe, eliciting a sharp inhale from her. "Zeidan...""What is it?" His voice was a low rumble, rich with desire.She bit her lip, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Do you always get what you want?""Only when it's you," he murmured, his hand pausing at the rise of her chest.A soft moan escaped her as his touch sent a jolt through her. "Mmh... don't stop."He scooped her into his arms with a grin. "As you wish."On the bed now, she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with invitation. "Well? Are you just going to stand there?"In response, Zeidan shed his shirt, the black fabric falling away. "Patience," he said, his voice teasing, "isn't always a virtue." 
The day Noelle Jensen marries the man she loves, he goes bankrupt.Throughout their five-year marriage, she works 20 hours a day. Even their son helps collect bottles to scrape together enough to pay off their debts.On their son's birthday, the two of them stand outside a hotel in heavy mascot costumes in the sweltering heat. They hand out flyers, drenched in sweat.That's when a staff member walks by and sneers. "Hey, you two pathetic flyer pushers—looks like luck's on your side today. Mr. Yarrow's beloved is celebrating her son's birthday here, and the kid loves the mascots you're dressed as. Do a little dance, and he'll give you ten thousand dollars."Tempted by what feels like a fortune, they step into the grand, lavish banquet hall.But the moment Noelle looks up, she feels as if lightning strikes her on the spot. Sitting at the head of the table, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, is none other than Hector Yarrow, her husband! 
After Melissa Sam's untimely demise, she came to a profound realization of her past misery. Surprisingly, the person who had unleashed his anger upon her turned out to be her ex-boyfriend's deeply wounded uncle. It was rumored that this disfigured man, upon discovering the truth, removed his mask, revealing a startling appearance that left her stunned.With her newfound ability of Mind-Reading after being reborn, Melissa made a solemn vow to become a devoted wife in this life. Rumors soon spread across the city, speculating about an unknown actress named Melissa Sam, who was generously supported by an influential entertainment company. Whispers of a mysterious financial backer abounded.To everyone's astonishment, a declaration was made by the famous Mr. Steven, stating that there was no sponsor behind Melissa. He emphasized that the company existed solely for her and that she was their sole artist. Doubts arose, and people questioned if Mr. Steven would ever recoup his investment.However, the man gazed at Melissa's subtly protruding belly and said with conviction, "Certainly." 
At the height of my wedding ceremony, just as we reach the ring exchange, the banquet hall's screen suddenly flickers to life. To everyone's horror, it plays a high-definition video of me being abducted and assaulted.Without a word, my fiancé turns to my best friend, slides the ring onto her finger instead, and calls off the wedding.Amid the crowd's curses and humiliation, I stumble off the red carpet—only to fall straight into the arms of my best friend's godbrother… a notorious mafia boss.With a single gunshot, he silences the hall. Then, to everyone's shock, he commands his men to carry in ten chests of gold—his wedding gift.Right there, in front of the entire crowd, he drops to one knee… and proposes to me. 
"Mate" He growls, making me spin around to find he was directly behind me, his hand gripping my arm as he tugs me against him.
"Dad" I scream petrified, as I struggle to get out of his grip. My father and my brother Ryker both racing out before freezing, making me look up at the man who had hold of me.
"Alpha Tate let go of my daughter now" My father growls, stepping toward him, my brother included as they see the frighteden look on my face. My uncle rushes out the door before stopping beside my brother.
"Tate let her go, geez what's gotten into you?" Damien asks him.
Alpha Tate doesn't let go though, instead yanks me closer to him and I see my sister run out a panicked look on her face.
"Mine" He growls behind me, making everyone look at each other, non hiding their shock at his words. My brother seems to regain himself faster before turning to the alpha.
"Let her go she is only sixteen your scaring my sister" 
The Don.A panties-dropping gorgeous man, rich, seductive but above all, Dangerous!That's the description of The King of the Italian Mafia, Don Massimo!Who am I?......…I'm Julia, just 18 years old, and don't know much about the real world. I'm brought up secluded and protected from everything (bad) by my parents, all in the name of their love but it was suffocating!At a younger age, I was even home schooled because my mom was scared that something will happen on the way to school or that I would pickup bad influences/habits….It felt like they were stuck in the past while I tried to live in the future!….there wasn't even a TV at home!!When I finally became of age I decided that it was my time….so I went to University and stayed on campus. My parents were not happy about it but with help of my granny I managed to convince them in the end by making a deal that I'll call them every day at least once….a small price to pay for my freedom I thought, so i took the deal.I'm now in my last year but little did I know that my life was about to change because of an unexpected encounter with one man, a man that brought me to my knees with only one look, one seductive word and one touch......."Don Massimo!"Now HE has set his eyes on my virgin ones, drowning me in his smoldering chocolate orbs with no way out......…but i don't mind drowning!…..He unleashed something in me, something i didn't even know i had in me.......something raw…..All goes well until the moment my secret crush comes out in the open and my family shows their true colors and HE starts changing his mind!.......I thought he wanted me but now he backs down, telling me that I'm too innocent for his dark world.......fighting with his own heart between wanting me and not wanting me......And me well i don't know what HE did to me but it seems like some of his darkness already crawled it's way into my heart making me want him, need him, CRAVE him more then ever!! 
Caught in a ruthless conspiracy, Maisie Vanderbilt lost her chastity and was forced to move out of her home. Six years later, she returned to the country with three little rugrats tagging along, ready for revenge. To her surprise, her adorable angels turned out to be much more resourceful than herself. They tracked down their birth father, a man powerful enough to protect her, and had him kidnapped. “Mommy, we kidnapped Daddy and brought him home!” The man gazed down at the three miniature versions of himself. Then, he backed her up against the corner of the wall. With a brow raised, he suddenly smirked. “Since we already have three, how about another?” Maisie retorted, “Scr*w you!” 
Behind closed doors, Jessica Lockman is a top designer.
First, her boyfriend, Derrick Quinton, cheats on her. Then, her best friend, Celine Leroy, takes her place, and she ends up with her boss, Zachary Jones.
When he asks, "Do you want to be Mrs. Jones?" Jessica finds herself in a flash marriage with her supposedly celibate boss.
But when night falls, his mask comes off. Celibate? Yeah, right—he's more like a wolf who has been starving for decades! 
Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.(Nora Moore and Ethan Allen). "Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick."I," she gasped,closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words,"I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me."He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him.He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick,"Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy." 
On the day of her arranged date, she expected to meet a dashing man, but instead found herself facing a greasy, short, and chubby guy! What should she do? Run, of course! Just as she was about to make her escape, a man from the next table grabbed her arm! Why did he look so familiar? Wait a minute... isn't this her billionaire boss?!Not only did he stop her, but he also dropped a bombshell, "How about we get married?" Married? Could it be that he had been secretly in love with her for years? Had he orchestrated this entire matchmaking event just to meet her? Indeed, only a master strategist would hunt in such a manner.Well, why not? Handsome and wealthy! Her heart was swayed, and she decided to act on it, "Alright! If marriage it is, then I'll marry into wealth and fulfill your wishes!" 
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