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Too Late, Sir: She's Not Begging Anymore
Urban RomanceThe famous Gregory Sutton of Bircanda City is married! The thing is, not only is his wife ugly and fat, but she's also a country bumpkin! Two years later, Gregory is still cold and distant toward her. He doesn't want to have anything to do with her at all. However, Veronica Walsh keeps holding onto the marriage simply because she loves him. After all, he was the beacon of light in the darkest times of her teenage life. When Gregory's first love, Camelia Sandoval, returns to the country, Gregory forces Veronica to donate blood to Camelia. After the transfusion, he even leaves her with a divorce agreement. That's when Camelia finally gives up on Gregory. She also snaps out of her lovesick trance and drops her signature on the divorce agreement. After that, she leaves the country and starts her life anew. Three years later, the ugly and fat bumpkin makes a glorious return to Bircanda City. Apparently, she's the internationally-renowned top surgeon who everyone admires. The best hacker in the world worships her. The award-winning actor refers to her as his boss. She even has a royal princess backing her up when needed. All the patriarchs of the most elite families in the world rush forth just to claim her as their goddaughter. Needless to say, Veronica shines bright like a diamond and has countless admirers flocking to her. Naturally, Gregory, that scumbag of an ex-husband, regrets divorcing him. In the middle of the night, a certain noble-looking and arrogant man pins Veronica against the wall. He begs pathetically, "Veronica, let's get remarried. Please."
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Flash-Married a Firefighter, Found a Billionaire
Urban RomanceFor seven years, Rosalie Ashford gives Lucian Fenwick all her love.She does everything to conceive his child—nights filled with intimacy, folk remedies, IVF treatments, and even surgery. She spares no effort.Yet in return, Lucian has the maid slip contraceptives into her soup without her knowledge. Time and time again, he shatters her dreams of motherhood.When Rosalie opens her eyes, she finds herself back in the fire that erupted seven years ago.She watches as her former husband sweeps up the woman he has always loved. Without so much as a glance back, he disappears into the flames, leaving Rosalie to suffocate alone in the smoke.At that moment, Rosalie realizes Lucian has been reborn too.But this time, he chooses the first woman who captured his heart.Rosalie no longer gives him a second thought.When Lucian comes to end things for the sake of the woman he loves, Rosalie doesn't hesitate and quickly marries her best friend's cousin.He is Julian Yarwood, the firefighter who rescued her from the flames.With his broad shoulders, trim waist, and long legs, he is the essence of manliness. The very day they wed, he gives her his paycheck.Lucian believes Rosalie is acting out of spite. "Even if you marry some man just to anger me, I won't come back to you."But later, he comes to a painful realization.The Rosalie he once abandoned now stands in the spotlight at an international AI summit.To make matters worse, the man he looked down on turns out to be far more impressive than he ever imagined.Seven years of infertility weighed heavily on Rosalie's past life. But in this life, she gives birth to fraternal twins with the firefighter. Within her womb, new life begins to grow.Finally, Lucian loses control. Kneeling before her, he cries out desperately, "Rosalie, it should have been me!"
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I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
By: Jessica C. DolanUrban RomanceBeing second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go.
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Domineering Billionaire Husband: Please Love Me Gently
She was forced to accept a marriage proposal from a strange billionaire to pay her huge debt and to take back her inheritance left to him when her mother died.Nathan's lawyer handed her the documents, including the marriage certificate.Crystal contemplated the proposal for a moment before addressing Mike, his lawyer. "I only have two questions," she said. "The first question is this: if I sign it, does it mean that I don't need to pay my debt?"Mike: "Yes. And your second question...?"Crystal: "Okay, I haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet, so even if I sign it, it won't take effect. Is that right?"Nathan quickly raised his hand and said, "If I say that it is effective, no one will dare to say that it isn't. Do you believe that?""I suppose so," Crystal admitted. She hesitated for a moment, and then she signed the marriage certificate.Months later, she asked for a divorce from him. He stared at her in silence, then he uttered, "Have I ever told you how much I love you?""What does that have to do with our divorce?" Crystal asked."I'm only asking because I care about you," Nathan murmured.Suddenly, tears began to stream down Nathan's face."I'll be happy if you say that you care about me," Nathan continued. "Why must you torture me this way? Haven't I done enough to prove my love for you?"She was stunned hearing his confession and words stuck on her throat.Nathan carried on with his little speech. He said, "I have died once, and the fear of death has no hold on me. But if you admit that you care for me, then I will live for you! So, please, love me once, and I will be at your disposal!"
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Fated
*****Warning: this book contains mature content which may not be suitable for younger audience. Elena Lockser didn't know who she was until she encounters Aiden Crook. Aiden Crook never believes in a second chance at love until Elena walked through his office. As soon as we stepped into the living room, I breathed out deeply and gazed at him. "I meant, I want to go back to Renee, to my friend." I said. "You are not going anywhere." He stated calmly as if afraid he would lose his temper anytime soon. "You can't tell me to stay here. I don't know you. I don't know what you are. I don't know if I would be your next prey. Please just let me go in peace, please." I didn't realize I was crying until I tasted the saltiness of the tears. "Shut up, I don't want to lose my temper here." He pinched the bridge of his nose, before exhaling slowly. His broad shoulder moved with each breath he took. "Why are you detaining me here? Do you want to kill me? Who are you?" "So many questions in a sentence." He tutted. "Just tell me who you are and why are you keeping me here? I want to fucking know!" Aiden stared at me with uncertainty before stepping towards me. I scurried back, slamming into the door. He pushed me to it violently and I winced in pain at the force. His eyes flickered from the blue it was to a golden yellow and a fang appeared in place of his canine. I shrieked as he continued pressing his elbow in my neck. "This is me, sweetness and you are fated to be with me don't forget that. You are to be my Luna!"
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Madame, Your Sock Puppet Was Lost Again
Rona, an adopted daughter, grew up in the countryside and was then allowed to come back to the family one day. Rumour had it that she was illiterate, rude, greedy and ugly and that she dropped out of high school. Lorenzo backed her up online: Honey, you saved my life before, and I want to marry you to show my appreciation. I’m waiting for you! It was well-known that Lorenzo was destined to die before thirty. But the truth was that he had been thirty years old and was showing his affection online! They commented, trying to persuade him: Lorenzo, don’t be blinded. She’s not worthy of you. Lorenzo posted her certificates: She’s a professor by courtesy at City H and an honorary professor at Country A. Indeed I’m not good enough for her. Honey, love you! When her fake identities were exposed one by one, those onlookers finally realized what Lorenzo meant. Lorenzo justified for her online and asked for her love and care offline. “Honey, today I’m captivated by you, as usual. Love you!” “Honey, you’re so awesome. You have many sock puppets!” Rona, who didn’t have any experience in love, felt Lorenzo extremely annoying. He had confessed to her 107 times! When he approached her again, Rona pushed him away and uttered two words coldly, “Fuck off!” When the onlookers learned about Rona’s sock puppets, they excitedly required him to make an apology. Lorenzo stood in front of them arrogantly and pointed at Rona, “She’s my wife.”
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In Bed With Her Shithead Boss
By: Ellie WyntersRomanceThree Stories in one. Read about the Warner sisters Sutton, Blair and Keira. In Bed With Her Shithead Boss - Coming home to find her fiancé in bed with her cousin should have broken her, but Blair refuses to fall apart. She's strong, capable, and determined to move on. What she doesn't plan on is drowning her sorrows in too much of her bosses scotch... or ending up in bed with her ruthless, dangerously charming boss, Roman. One night. That's all it was supposed to be. But in the cold light of day, walking away isn't so easy. Roman isn't a man who lets go-especially not when he's decided he wants more. He doesn't just want Blair for a night. He wants her, period. And he has no intention of letting her go. CEO's Runaway Mistress - When model “Audrey” discovers she’s pregnant with billionaire Luca De Santis’s baby, she’s terrified to tell him. Their eleven-month affair has been passionate but uncommitted. Before she can find the right moment, Luca brutally ends their relationship, revealing he’s engaged to a teenage heiress and cruelly accusing Audrey of trying to trap him when she reveals her pregnancy. Heartbroken and alone, Audrey vanishes, returning to her real identity as Sutton Warner. Months later, a twist of fate brings them face-to-face again when Luca acquires the tech company where Sutton works. He’s stunned to discover the truth: not only is she carrying his child, but “Audrey” never existed. She’s actually Sutton, a gifted programmer with a mind as beautiful as her face. As corporate sabotage threatens to destroy everything they’ve built, Luca and Sutton must navigate their complicated past while fighting their still-burning attraction. But with his cruel rejection still haunting her and her fierce independence at stake, can Luca convince Sutton to give him and their family a second chance before it’s too late?
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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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Fooled by My Husband, Spoiled by a Tycoon
Urban RomanceAfter five years in love and three years of marriage, Noelle Spencer believes she and Conner Ashford will grow old together. Even after receiving news of his tragic plane crash, she clings to the vow that not even death can do them part—they will stay together, in life or death.That is, until she learns the truth that Conner isn't dead—he's simply become another woman's husband.After resolutely severing her love and all ties for Conner, she ends this ridiculous farce and agrees to the marriage arranged by her family. When Sebastian Cole—Norland's most unattainable golden bachelor—takes a divorcee as his wife, the elites erupt in scandalized whispers. Even Noelle believes he must have some underlying malady to have hastily settled for her. But since the Coles had granted her her desires, she at least owed it to Sebastian to keep up appearances.Ever so thoughtful, she suggests, "If you're impotent, we could adopt. I'll hide away for a while, and we'll tell everyone the baby's ours."Sebastian's grip tightens around her waist as he whispers, "If you want a child, simply say so, Mrs. Cole. Must you go around in polite detours just to ask?"In Sebastian's circle, friends whisper behind his back and wonder why a man with his money and pedigree chooses to play the lovesick fool.But Sebastian responds with an unbothered smirk, "What's so bad about being a fool? I did end up getting everything I wanted."They mock him for wearing the title like a proud badge, but they'll never understand his quiet agony of having loved from afar and how hard it was to have won Noelle over.
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Ariana Peyton's Diary (Mated to an enemy)
The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am. The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there. I fall and shiver with the noise in my head but I cannot cry. I get up quickly to take a look at the second victim but I can't see 'its' face-the whole body is wrapped in a blue satin material that looks and smells like death. I wait for the third but it moves so fast I can't get a proper picture of her, but I do know it is a female. The fourth has blood dropping from his nose and his eyes are shut tight like he is in another world. The fifth body is wheeled upstairs and I hurriedly follow it. As I climb the staircase after them, I see a woman descending it; her countenance looks disheveled but her heart is dancing. She is jumping and laughing inside of her. When I look into her eyes, that's what I see but she does not see me pass. I stop staring at her and follow the ambulance which is now being rolled into the theatre with calculated moves. I want to see who the victim is, but they are so fast that they enter and lock the door before I can catch up. I sigh and hesitate for three minutes and then I remember the red neckpiece-the one that fell from Jamie's hands. "Jamie!" I scream in my head. Then my feet begin to move very fast down the stairs. I do not have the power to stop them from moving and they only stop at Emergency Ward 1 and I suddenly and supernaturally find myself inside without using the door. The neck piece still lay there, close to the reception. There on the bed in the emergency Ward lay my sister Jamie with her pale face and bloody body. Her left eyebrow is now gone and her nose and ears are bleeding. Her lips are still charred and a man in white coveralls keep wiping blood off her face and body every now and then. There are three men around her, plus a woman, pushing and pulling some strange machines on the wall and on the floor, to save her. The woman is placing a stethoscope on Jamie's chest. I watch her from the corner I am standing. She does it three times and then she stops, placing her head on the side of the bed which isn't bloodstained and I see, from her eyes two drops of tears fall into the soft bloodstained bed where Jamie lay. Just then, the three men stop pushing and pulling the machines, they shake their heads from side to side as if on cue and one of them proceeds to cover my sister's body with a long blue satin cloth- the same one the second victim has on his whole body. I shiver, seeing this cloth because I know it is used to wrap corpses in readiness for cremation. Suddenly I find my voice. "Don't! She's not dead! Don't cover her up!" I scream. My lips shiver as reality dawns on me. My whole body utter a yelp but they do not even look at me "Hey Doctors! Jamie's my sister, she cannot die! Please save her" I mutter under my breath because raising my voice doesn't help. "Pack her up quickly, the poor girl has given up" one of the men say to another and I try to cry but tears do not come. My eyes sting badly. I watch one of them roll her body like a burrito and wheel it out of the theatre. My feet scurry after him but it is all hopeless, so I soon stop going after him. I go up the stairs towards the fifth accident victim like a defeated warrior and lay my head on the door of the ward like a wounded child. For some reason, I do not want to see any more of these gory sights. So I turn to go, but, I hear a voice "Hello" I hear someone say to me. I turn around swiftly to face a tall man in white coveralls. His head has hair as black as coal and his voice sounds like several elephants trumpeting. I think he is a doctor here but I am shocked because he can see me, hear me. When he opens his mouth, I see that his teeth are very long and that his eyes shine in the dark. Dark red eyes, and with fingers that look like claws. "Please sir, I need you to save my little sister. Please stop that man from taking her there. I do not want her to go there" my voice is breaking but my eyes are as dry as a tree in summer. He moves his head from side to side and opens his mouth to talk. "You're a spirit", he says, "I have noticed you roaming about in the past hour and that's why I have come up to you. I am no doctor. I am here to save you" he raises his arms and...
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Divorced, Upgraded, and Married Rich
Urban RomanceNatalie Cooper and Rowan Payne have been married for seven years. She has given birth to children for him. Despite pouring all her love for him, she can never melt the ice barricading his heart. Rowan uses his work as an excuse to take their son, Roger Payne, overseas. In reality, it's just easier for him to spend more time with his first love, Imogen Chapman. Roger, who used to be kind and warm-hearted, no longer loves Natalie after believing in Imogen's lies that are meant to throw a wrench in their relationship. As Roger takes Imogen's hand, he mocks Natalie, "Your fashion sense is so lame! All you do is slack off at home and do nothing, yet you get to spend all of Daddy's money! I don't want a mommy like you at all!" Similarly, Rowan berates Natalie as well. "You don't have a single cent under your name, and you don't have a job either. How long can you last out there with our daughter anyway? Don't come running back to me and beg me to remarry you in the future!" When Rowan and Roger meet Natalie once again, she has already grown into a fashion icon who's placed on an insanely high pedestal in the fashion world. They even discover that Imogen is the one who has been plagiarizing Natalie's work this whole time. After Imogen's ugly nature is revealed in public, both father and son plead with Natalie to patch up their relationship with them. But the tall and handsome man next to Natalie embraces her with one arm. He replies to the Paynes arrogantly, "She's my wife. From now on, you should call her 'Aunt Natalie.'"
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Top for My Four Mates: He’s Ours!
By: Ella ChimezieLGBTQ+Jace is a wanted criminal. Out of sheer luck or fate, as most people would say, he landed a job as a household manager—a position that didn't require a background check, which felt like a miracle. However, he soon finds himself drawn to the quadruplet bosses he serves. Damon, Peter, Jacob, and Garrett were the first quadruplets in the Bloodlust Pack to survive. Before their birth, quadruplets were seen as abominations and were to be killed immediately after birth. It was only because their mother, the Luna, and their father, the Alpha, had tried for years to have a child but to no avail that they were allowed to live. This brought about mixed feelings among the members of the pack, especially the elders. The quadruplets lived their lives trying to prove to everyone that they weren't abominations. For every good deed other members of the pack accomplished, they had to do ten times more to gain acceptance. What happens when they discover that they have a mate, and not just any mate, but a human male mate?! Will they accept him? Remember, they are already hanging by a thread in their quest for full acceptance into their pack. Will being gay jeopardize all their years of hard work? What about Jace? He is a victim of abuse but somehow was convicted of murder. Is he in the right mental state to fall in love? Let’s say he eventually does fall for the quadruplets—will he accept them, knowing they are werewolves? Even if he does accept the fact that they are werewolves, who will he choose to mate with? If the quadruplets accept Jace, what comes next? Can they fight against their pack for his sake?
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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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