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I Was His Comeback Story and His Prank
RomanceFive years into my relationship with Damien Rook, he tells me he's gone into bankruptcy. We sleep on park benches and pick whatever we can eat from dumpsters during our lowest, most wretched times in our relationship. I refuse to abandon Damien since I believe that he'll definitely make a comeback in his career. On the 100th day of me sleeping at a park, I decide to sell my blood at the black market. That way, I'll be able to take the sick Damien to the hospital for treatment. There, I keep praying uneasily for him to get well soon. That's when Damien's former first love sends me a video icon. "Here's a surprise for you." It's a streaming site, where the content mainly shows rich scions pranking commoners. With a trembling finger, I tap into the icon. In the livestream, I can be seen munching on rotten food that I've gathered while sitting in a corner of the park. The food can provide me with what little nutrients my weak body needs. On the second screen, Damien sits on a couch while dining on exquisite food and wine in a five-star hotel. "That woman really is something! Just because Mr. Rook has claimed that he's feeling unwell, she actually goes ahead to sell her blood in order to treat his illness!" "During the 16th prank, she fell into the sea! During the 25th prank, she got hit by a car in order to save Mr. Rook! Just how tough is she to kill, huh?" "Well, Mr. Rook did boast that if she were to last until the pranks were officially over, he'd marry her. That, and he wouldn't touch any other women for the rest of his life!" "There's still one month left! Will that woman die from Mr. Rook's pranks, or will she be welcomed into the Rook family on a red carpet?" "I bet 50 million dollars that she'll die an extremely gruesome death! Hahaha!"
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The Mogul's intense adoration
I drew menacing steps towards the goat. Anxiety warred on his face as he took trembling steps backwards. "How dare you touch her?" I growled holding my hands in fists like a hungry predator. His treacherous eyes started looking around searching for an object that he could defend himself. I clenched my jaw. "You have nothing to help yourself, you pig. I am your peril speaking who is going to end you merciless." Ari screamed in fright, her eyes closing in terror as I landed a blow on the fiend's face. "Please don't kill me." Robert pleaded with reddened face. "I will surrender to the cops." He succumbed to the floor as I blew another fist on the bastard's stomach. "That's not going to happen." I raised my leg holding him by the collar and plunged my feet between his legs. "Oomph" he held his crotch and landed to the ground in an affliction. I raised my fist almost hitting him for the boundless time when I feel the pressure of a hand on my shoulder. "Please don't kill him. I want you beside me not behind the bars." Ari implores with tears running endless out of her eyes. I look at her pink full lips that were bleeding in the corner, my vision scrolls down. Her slender neck had several nail marks covered in red an apparent view of physical torture. My flaring eyes directed to the muck curled in a ball in soft whimpers. My leg lifts instinctively stabbing him in his stomach. Robert takes one last staggering breath and drops unconscious. I look at Ari's hands that had several burn marks finally landing on her svelte fingers. "Why didn't you tell me about him earlier?" I ask her in agony almost unheard of my own tone. "I invited myself into this and couldn't bring up to ask you for help one more time. I need to suffer the consequences." "What happened to your ring finger?" The pain was too much to bear that my tone felt almost unheard. She told me stone cold and determined. "I refused to remove our wedding ring and he beat me to trash for still carrying your name."
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Only When I Gave Up Did They Care
RomanceI've just gotten married to Nathan Rodgers, a scion of Heidorot's elite, in the morning. But in the afternoon, he takes me to the courthouse for a divorce. As I clutch both the marriage and divorce certificates in my hands, all I can hear is his friends' relentless mocking. "Wow, Nathan! You actually married and divorced Caroline just because you wanted to cheer Eveline up!" "Haha! Look at how pale Caroline looks! Don't tell me she's about to cry!" Nathan wraps an arm around my adopted sister, Eveline Garrix. He says to her in a gentle tone, "Now that both certificates are here, are you willing to flash me a smile now?" Caroline let out a soft giggle. Her face, which is often fixed with a cold expression, now has a smile blooming on it. I want to demand answers, but I find myself being restrained by my brothers. Martin Bergling, my oldest brother who's a CEO, frowns at me. "Nathan is the only one who can make Caroline laugh. You'd better behave now." Oscar Bergling, my second brother, who's an award-winning actor, shoves me to the floor. "Eveline comes from a pitiful background. You, on the other hand, were born with a silver spoon—you have plenty of men to pick from other than Nathan." Albus Bergling, my third brother who's a biology professor, fixes a cold expression on his face. "Nathan should've married Eveline a long time ago. Stop bothering them already, Caroline!" After that, my brothers forcibly push them into a car in an attempt to stop me from ruining their first love's happiness. That's when the system, which has gone missing for a very long time, returns to me. "Host, it appears that you've accomplished your mission! Do you want to return to your world right now?" I sit in the back seat, looking out the window glumly. When I hear the system's voice, I almost break out into laughter. Finally, the angsty scene I've performed for the sake of my mission is over. From now on, I no longer give a damn about the stupid theatrics those idiots call their lives.
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Desire to Control Her
He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage?To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly.***"I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly."Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass."He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist.Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words.He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs.What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.
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The Woman Who Gave the Tycoon an Heir
Romance"Give birth to my baby, and I'll give you everything you want." In order to raise enough money for her mother's surgery bills, Amelia Warren spends a night with a stranger. At first, she thinks she won't see him ever again, but her accidental pregnancy intertwines her fate with his. Amelia rejects that suggestion immediately. "This is my uterus. I have the right to decide whether or not I want to give birth to this baby." The man stops her in a domineering fashion. "You have no say in this matter!" Michael Sutton, the famous business mogul in Southport, is a noble and prestigious man equipped with extremely brutal methods. No one dares to defy him at all. Rumors have it that he's cold, distant, and isn't interested in the fairer sex at all. Some even whisper of his inability to sire children of his own. That is, until the paparazzi snap photos of him accompanying a woman to a prenatal check-up. "Darling, you must be tired from all the walking. I'll carry you into the room." "Darling, you must be thirsty, right? I'll feed you some water." The so-called cold and distant man transforms into a henpecked husband right in front of the cameras, leaving everyone shell-shocked. … Before Amelia meets Michael, she's stuck in a hopeless situation. Her dad is a gambling addict, and her mom is very ill. Before she can even graduate from university, she's already saddled with heavy debts. She envisions her life of despair to remain like this for as long as she draws breath. That is, until she meets the ever-so domineering yet devoted Michael, who loves her with all his heart. That's when everything changes. Some people mock her for her low status, saying that she's not fit to be a part of the upper crust. They even think that she has no right to stay by Michael's side and speculate that she must have seduced her way to this position. Michael states, "The moment I laid my gaze on Amelia, I fell in love with her at first sight. I was the one who kept pestering her until she agreed to marry me." A certain higher-up in the government also pipes up, "Please take good care of Amy, my dearest daughter-in-law."
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Slave Of The North
Marilyn had no idea that being sold as a Slave girl from the North would change the direction of her whole life totally. Marilyn was just a young teenager growing up in the secluded Island in the Northern Kingdom. Her mother had died when she was six years old and she had spent the most of her life growing up with her very evil stepmother who hated her and usually treated her like a servant. Her father was the only one who loved her but most times, her stepmother and older stepsister, Kate ( her stepmother bore her in her first marriage) would tell various lies against her on how disobedient and stubborn Marilyn was. This was to make her father scold her and the woman successfully made Marilyn's father turn against her too. Marilyn didn't care about the ill treatment she always got from home so she wouldn't mind and still continued being the good girl that she was. Washing the dishes and clothes, kneading the dough and doing all sorts of demanding chores that were expected of her even though they were too much for only her to handle. Unknown to Marilyn, her stepmother was planning to sell her off on a particular evening when she was asked to get medicine from the market for her sick father who was almost on the verge of death. She had to run fast to the market to meet the local doctor who was waiting for her according to what her step mother had told her but she was not going to meet any local doctor to get medicine for her frail father, her stepmother was actually planning to sell her off. The woman had already told the slave trader that a young girl was going to come and meet him that day. Poor Marilyn had no idea that her stepmother was selling her into slavery. The moment she got there, she met a very huge man with muscles, he had a rough face and a scar on his face, she felt that he didn't look like a doctor but he had pretended and had told her he was the one. She tries to run away knowing he was no doctor but he was visibly stronger than she and before she knew it, she was knocked unconscious. *********** When Marilyn was firstly sold, the slave dealer who took her away from her original hometown, the Northern Kingdom sold her with other girls to the Southern Ardenian Kingdom. The girls had always heard of this kingdom and have never had the opportunity to go there. Getting to see the most revered and respected kingdom in their lifetime felt like a blessing and a curse at the same time because most of them in their wildest dreams would have never had the thought of crossing the border of their tiny Island from the North to the Magnificent and Awe inducing Kingdom of Ardenia from the South, except that they were in the land now as a bound soul. Sold as a common slave who is at the bottomless part of the chain in the society. Even a servant of the household had an enviable life compared to what they were now subjected to. They were given a slave sign to mark them so that whenever they escaped, it would be easy to find them. Marilyn had hers on the back of her neck and it had taken the effort of three men before they could successfully put it on her. She had to always let her blonde hair down and also tie a piece of scarf on her neck to cover the sign on it that read ' Slave of the North' in their local Northern dialect.
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