1874 Book(s) Related to Give me Moore - A no strings attached contract

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner refuses to meet with you."

Two months later.

"Sorry, Mr. Robert the prisoner still refuses to meet with you."

Six months later

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner is firm and still refuses to meet with you."

One year later.

"Mr. Robert, sorry, we asked, and she refuses to meet with you, persistently."

Two years later.

"Mr. Robert, she doesn't want to see you."

The female guard in uniform politely spoke to the man in front of her.

Upon hearing this, the man paused and then said to the female guard.

"You tell her for me that I will marry her when she comes out."

Anna doesn't believe that a man who has been in love for ten years will betray her.

In the adjournment room, Anna sat sluggishly on the chair. Two days in court left her exhausted.

"Robert, do you really want to push me to hell?"

"Your father pushed my mother into the sea, and I'll make his daughter's life worse than death. It s fair, right?"

Anna eyes were flled with tears, but she stubbornly raised her head and held it back.

When she looked at Robert again, she took on a pleading look and said,

"For the sake of the past ten years we have been together, would you drop your case?"

Robert stood up, looking at her from a high position, coldly snorted.

"Heh, I have been waiting this day for ten years. How could | drop it?"

Looking at her miserable appearance, Robert heart seemed to have cracked a ittle. He frowned, suppressing that feeling, and cruelly said:

"But you still have some time left. Next week is my engagement party with Lily. This is the invitation, and you are welcome to attend."

He dumped the invitation on Scarlet's body with contempt, and walked away without looking back.

Anna looked at the white invitation letter, as if the last ounce of her strength had been taken away. She fell into a chair, and could not even breathe.

When she and Robert were together, he never said he wanted to marry her.

Now he was getting married, and she was going to jail.

Anna hung her head, covered her face with both hands, and let the tears fall all over her cheeks.

When the trial started again, Anna stood quietly at the defendant's table and listened to the judge's statement.

" Defendant!"

Anna came back to her senses, and instead of looking at the judge, she looked at Robert.

Suddenly, she smiled, quiet and well- behaved, just like the first time when they met and she called him "honey' '.

Robert.' heart trembled by her gaze as if something was flowing away.

"Robert., my father is dead, and he had it coming, and I also have to go to jail."

"From now on, we are even! The past ten years, I will pretend I never met you....

Tears broke out from Anna eyes; she turned her head to the judge and said,

"I plead guilty!"

Chloe wasted ten years loving arrogant Zane. To win a Porsche bet, he publicly humiliated her, taking her devotion for granted. Finally awake, she cut him off and rebuilt herself as a brilliant top-university elite.
After losing her, Zane drowned in regret, begging desperately for her forgiveness. But it was too late. Chloe met the wealthy, gentle genius Liam, who healed all her wounds. Zane gambled with her heart—and lost her forever.

I was six years old when Mom took my brother and me by the hand, leading us into a mansion that looked like a palace. She told us this was our new beginning, after all the hardships we'd been through. But no one warned me that this so-called better life would mean giving up everything I had.

My scholarships, my prom dress, even my Stanford acceptance letter—they all turned into bargaining chips just to keep my stepfather and his daughter Sienna happy. Then, the night before my wedding, they even asked my fiancé to "temporarily" give himself to her as well.

I've always been the one giving everything, pouring myself out until there's nothing left, yet I've never heard the words, "You're enough." If love means endless sacrifice, why am I never the one on the receiving end?

Maybe only when I vanish completely will they remember my name—for the first and last time.

I tried twenty times to finalize my betrothal with Caius for our overseas fellowship, but accidents kept hurting me. I thought it was fate’s test—until I heard him admit he planned it all. He wanted another girl, using my pain to make me quit, all to keep his reputation clean. Now awake, I ended this lie for good.

At the Met Gala, I heard my husband tell his friends in French that I'm "boring." That his 22-year-old girlfriend is "so much more exciting in bed."

He laughed when they asked if I knew. "Elle ne comprend même pas 'bonjour'." (She doesn't even understand 'bonjour'.)

What Marcus doesn't know: I spent two years at the Sorbonne.

Je comprends tout, Marcus. I understand everything.

The diamond necklace he gave me after my miscarriage suddenly feels too tight. I smile at him across the champagne and candlelight.

He has no idea what's coming.

I was in the middle of an affair in the master bedroom when Gu Jingran and his secretary burst in and caught me red-handed.
A thunderous roar ripped through the room.
"Ruan Qinghe!"
I shoved the trembling young man off my body, lowered my eyes, and let out a low, mocking laugh.
"Well, well. My husband rolls up with his side piece to catch his lawfully wedded wife cheating? This has got to be the most unhinged thing I've ever seen in my life."
The secretary, Bai Weiwei, paled instantly, scrambling to defend herself. "Sister Qinghe, you've got this all wrong! Today is your seventh wedding anniversary with Mr. Gu, he only asked me to come help!"
"Whatever was between us ended ages ago! We're just friends now! Don't you dare project your own filthy behavior onto everyone else just because you're acting out!"
I gave her a cool, cursory glance, smiled and said nothing, before finally fixing my gaze on Gu Jingran.
He snapped like a rabid wild beast, slamming and smashing every last thing he'd painstakingly prepared to pieces.
"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" His voice was raw and hoarse, trembling with rage. "You're trying to get back at me?"
"I was just curious."
I lifted an eyebrow slightly.
"Curious about what cheating feels like. What kind of thrill, what kind of rush, could make you addicted to it over and over again."

I've caught my fiancé Henry cheating ninety-nine times. And every single time, I forgave him.

That's because I have this rare condition—short-term memory loss. Every morning, I wake up with no memory of what happened the day before.

But then, out of nowhere, a car accident actually cured me.

I was so excited. I rushed over to tell Henry the good news, but stopped cold when I heard him outside the door, joking around with his friends:

"Didn't Judy get sick because she walked in on you and Kenna having sex?"

The Blood Moon Festival ended the night Caelan Voss stood up in front of every faction in Aurevael and announced he only wanted one person.
Her name wasn't mine.
The other consorts took their gold and went home. The Ironpact warriors headed back to their barracks. The Sylvari delegation slipped out before the second toast. The Covenant scholars packed their notes. Reunions. Celebrations. The kind of night the holiday was made for.
I had nowhere to go.
The mark on my inner wrist had always been warm. Just a low, steady pulse—easy to ignore after a few years, like a clock you stop hearing. I pressed my fingers over it out of habit.
Cold.
The contract was over. Twenty-one years, four failed routes, and now this. The ancient binding that had pulled me into this world had made its verdict.
I went to find a rope.

The new member posted a yacht contract to the club group chat on her first day in. The caption read: Thanks for the birthday present, Dad 🥂
Ten seconds later she deleted it. Breezy apology. Oops, wrong group.
I looked at the photo one more time before it disappeared. I didn't check the numbers. I looked at the name painted across the bow.
It was my mother's name.
The boat was mine. My father had told me about it a week ago.
The chat didn't care. Which family is she from? Ninety-six feet of custom teak. Sienna, you dark horse.
I asked, quietly, if she'd share the registration number. I wanted to hear what she'd say.
My own husband stood up from two desks over and tore into me in front of every member in the room. Told me I was jealous. Told me I was an embarrassment. Told me to know my place.
Later that week, he broke into my safe. Took the diamond my father had given me for my mother — and put it around her neck.
That night my father's encrypted voice memo came in from somewhere at sea. One minute long. The last line was this:
"Find your mother's necklace. I can't wear her myself. I need you to wear her for me."

The fake heiress and I died twice fighting over the same thing—which of us would get adopted by that wealthy couple.

The first time, I got the necklace. I became their daughter. I thought I'd finally have everything I'd ever wanted. Three months later, they drowned me in the bathtub.

William's voice still echoes in my head. "This is your fault! If we'd taken Chloe instead, she'd still be alive!"

The second time, I gave Chloe the necklace. Let her have the good life. I thought that would keep me safe.

Five years later, Chloe turned up dead in their mansion. The Harringtons called the cops on me. They said I broke in and killed her out of jealousy. I died in prison, broken and tortured. The last thing I heard was Catherine's voice through the visiting room glass, cold as ice. "You belong in the gutter."

The third time, I open my eyes again.

I watch the couple smile at us, all warmth and kindness, and one question burns in my mind. Which daughter do they actually want?

After the apocalypse began, my husband's female assistant stole my viral experiment data for the ninth time. I couldn't take it anymore and confronted her publicly.
My husband said I was just jealous of her, punished me by making me apologize to her in front of everyone, and demoted me.
Later, he sweet-talked me, promising compensation.
The next day, his true love showed up at the lab wearing his family heirloom necklace.
"François felt so bad about me being falsely accused yesterday that he gave me his family necklace."
"I heard this necklace is supposed to go to his wife. Oh, Andrea, you're not mad, are you?"
I just smiled. "Not mad at all. Trash belongs with trash—you two are perfect for each other."
François immediately snapped, "It's just a necklace. No need to be so nasty about it."
"Apologize to Caro right now, or I'll kick you out of the lab and divorce you!"
Watching François defend Caro, I didn't get angry at all.
Once I'm gone, his zombie virus research won't get anywhere.

Un matrimonio ligado por un contrato, y ella estaba obligada a aceptarlo. Él era su jefe y ella su secretaria.
Ella le dio todo lo que él quería, pero su amor fue desatendido, pero cuando ella decidió irse, él le ofreció un contrato de matrimonio para que se quedara. Pero alguien ocupaba su corazón y no podía ofrecerle nada excepto su talento en la cama.
Después de su matrimonio, soportó el dolor, pero esquema tras esquema destruyó su tolerancia. Finalmente, estaba lista para dejarlo, pero de repente él se negó a dejarla ir.
Charles pareció sentir su dolor, la abrazó de repente y susurró: “Sarah, puedes confiar en mí. Nunca estaré con ella. Eres diferente de todas esas otras mujeres. Realmente quiero estar contigo. Si no lo hubiera hecho, entonces no habría cortado las relaciones con todas las demás mujeres. ¿No me crees ahora?
Sarah sollozó suavemente: “Si has aceptado que se acabó con ella, ¿por qué todavía tienes su foto en tu billetera? ¿Por qué todavía la extrañas? ¿No ves cómo me duele?
Charles la miró, "¡Ella es solo otra mujer de mi pasado!"
La atmósfera entre ellos se volvió sofocante y Charles dijo en voz baja: “Sarah, ¿te dije que podías irte? Recuerda, soy tu jefe. ¡Eres mi secretaria y mi esposa!
Enfadado, Charles volvió a gritar: "¡Sarah, soy tu hombre!".
"¿Oh? ¿Mi hombre?" Sarah se rió y lo miró fijamente. Las lágrimas comenzaron a deslizarse por sus mejillas, "¿Eres tú, mi hombre? ¡Señor presidente, solo soy una mera posesión suya y nunca me convertiré en su esposa! ¡Libérame, te lo ruego!

I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. The man I was forced to marry, the one who had vowed to love and cherish me, was caught in a passionate embrace with another woman.
The dressing room had become a secret place for the groom, my groom and his mistress.
I knew I was not supposed to feel anything because I do not love him, right? But why is it that it hurts? Because it hurts so much that I can't breathe.


Natalie Beckham gets forced to marry Tristan Detar by her parents so they could solidify their business that was barely standing, but when she finds out her husband is cheating on her with her sister who is not as innocent as she claims to be, what does she do?
With betrayals and manipulation placed in every step she takes, how does she deal with it?
Who stands by her and helps her face her challenges?

It took me five years after my son was born to finally realize the truth—he never loved us.
To end this painful marriage, I decided to take my son and leave. But fate played a cruel trick on us. During a rogue attack, I lost my wolf spirit, and my son lost an eye.
Just as I was drowning in despair, my usually cold and distant husband knelt before everyone, begging for forgiveness and swearing he’d be our rock for life.
So, my son and I gave him a chance—a 100-day trial.
If he proved himself, we’d stay.
But on the 99th day... fate shattered everything again.

After a car accident robbed Galvin of his memory, lies twisted him into hating Ellie—the woman he once sacrificed everything to protect.
Tormented and humiliated by him daily, Ellie’s love for Galvin faded completely. He made her sleep like a dog, stripped her before men, and forced her to kneel for his stepsister who stole him from her.
Only when Ellie gave up on love and jumped into the sea did Galvin’s memory return. In the splendid capital, all witnessed a madman desperately searching for his lost wife…

I was declared dead in a car accident—while my husband was desperately trying to save the woman he truly loved.
Five years later, I return with top medical skills and two adorable children. Now, the world knows me as the renowned “Dr. Green.”
With red-rimmed eyes, Charles Windsor corners me and chokes out, “Diana, our children… are they still alive?”

"Next time I see you, I'm not letting you walk away." The stranger said as Nova wiped his c*m off her lips.
Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl... also very innocent. At least, that's what everyone thought.
Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence and left her kneeling in the dark… mouth full of a stranger's thick c**k, swallowing every drop of his release without ever knowing his name. She fled after he finished.
But he didn't forget and neither did she. And the next day, when she followed her best friend to her father's luxurious estate for his 45th birthday dinner, she locked eyes with the last man she expected to see— The man she gave head to the night before. Her best friend's dad. Now he knows. Now he wants her. And Nova's filthy little secret? She wants him too.

“Next time I see you, I’m not letting you walk away.” The stranger said as Nova wiped his cum off her lips.
Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl… also very innocent. At least, that’s what everyone thought.
Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence and left her kneeling in the dark… mouth full of a stranger’s thick cock, swallowing every drop of his release without ever knowing his name.
She fled after he finished. But he didn’t forget and neither did she.
And the next day, when she followed her best friend to her father’s luxurious estate for his 45th birthday dinner, she locked eyes with the last man she expected to see—
The man she gave head to the night before.
Her best friend’s dad.
Now he knows. Now he wants her. And Nova’s filthy little secret?
She wants him too.

After receiving a divorce paper from her husband, six months after their marriage. Lisa tried to make their marriage work, but was shattered by her husband’s affair with her cousin. Feeling betrayed and broken, she left to start all over.

Six years later she becomes the most powerful woman in the underworld and a genius Doctor in the outside world. What will she do when she finds out the mafia who kidnapped her son for ransom to lure her to come and save the life of his dying fiancé is no other person but her Ex husband?

Will she put aside her hatred towards the two and save her cousin’s life? or watch her die?

Will she forgive her Ex husband for kidnapping his own son ?
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Trey Collins a ruthless, domineering and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man, who wouldn’t blink at the idea of murder, torture and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl city dreams to become his wife, but also terrified of him by his powerful and deathly aura.

Trey married Lisa just to spite his girlfriend, Valerie. After getting back together with his girlfriend, he asked for a divorce from his wife Lisa, she refused to sign it.

But when she signed the divorce papers, he was surprised but feigned nonchalance.
He thought she didn’t want to let him go, he she would beg.
But why does everything reminds him of her after she left. He thought he wanted her out of his sight and life? No! He must reclaim what is his and his alone!!

Seventeen-year-old Nora thought her biggest problem was surviving senior year—until she fell for Leo, her brother’s best friend and the one boy she was never supposed to want.

Leo is everything she shouldn’t touch: older, dangerous, and hiding something behind those icy blue eyes. When Nora discovers his secret—that he’s a vampire—her world shatters. But instead of running, she lets him in… and one bite binds their souls together forever.

As Nora struggles to balance love, loyalty, and the darkness that now lives inside her, a new person emerges: Killian, a powerful mafia king who sees her not as prey, but as an equal. His offer could change her fate—or end it.

Caught between two worlds and two loves, Nora must decide who she really is…
and what she’s willing to become.

Because the way they look at her—
might be the thing that saves her… or destroys her.

“I’ll only give you an heir, after which you let me go. I think that’s worth you buying me for a million dollars.”

Rion looked at me with amber eyes and asked, “Are you sure you want it that way?”

I bowed and nodded, then lifted my gaze. Rion’s amber eyes were still gazing at me like molten gold.

“I don’t want us to get caught in a complicated situation later,” I said.

“What kind of complicated situation do you mean?”

I swallowed dryly before answering him.

“Falling in love.”

**

Amelia Watson’s life changed drastically after entering into a pact with the future alpha wolf and heir to the royal throne of the Cardinia region. A treaty bound her to a man named Orion Quentin Alarick. However, the feeling of love can make both of them trapped in a complicated situation until Orion finally chooses to betray Amelia. The agreement ends, but not in a good way, as Amelia leaves with a grudge from her broken heart and a desire for revenge.

Will Amelia succeed in getting revenge on Rion? Or does the power of love make all her grudges and forgive Rion?

I shouldn't be feeling this way. This isn't something I should want. Because having feelings for a man from the family of a mortal adversary of my family was deemed a betrayal by my father.

But I'm not sure why, every time I think of him, I'm reminded of the day I handed everything to a stranger, the son of my father's mortal enemy. Nonetheless, I continue to desire him. I wanted to see and touch.

I was meant to marry the man my father wanted me to marry, even though I refused. I don't have a choice, and I know it's the right thing to do. However, I found out I was pregnant for two months which was two months after I lost my v card to the man.

I'm not sure why, but my body was demanding the man's face, and his photo was not enough. Perhaps because this is what my baby want.

So before the wedding would happen, I did the most insane thing in my life. I run away from our home, disguise myself as a guy, and apply to be a driver for the most notorious and dangerous man I ever met in my life, for the sake of my baby's wish to see his or her father, although knowing that entering Easton Hunter De Russo world would be suicide.

Ethan cheated on me.
Humiliated me.
Treated my love like a joke.

So I should have hated the Archer family.

Instead, I fell for the one man I could never resist—Julian Hall.

His father.

The powerful billionaire who rescued me at my lowest point.
The man whose hands felt sinful on my skin.
The man who looked at me like I belonged beside him.

Falling in love with Julian was already dangerous.

But becoming his wife?

That turned Ethan’s entire world into hell.

“Teach me, teach me how to turn you on, teach me how to pleasure you, Sister” He ran his hands down her bare chest, taking in a sharp breath.
She shut her eyes, sighing, “Don’t. Don't call me that. Please.”
“Why, I thought you loved it when I do”
“It makes me think of thousand reasons why this is wrong, why me fucking my brother is wrong”

Hope Alejandra Torres never knew how thin the line between love, lust and hate was, until her brother came back after seven years, looking sinfully different.
Only he can push her buttons and make her breath fire, yet only he can touch her in places he shouldn't and make her feel different.
But it's forbidden, or is it? He's her brother after all.

“I never forgave you, Hayley. You are horribly mistaken if you think showing up on another man’s arm erases your sins.
Keep running and I’ll keep chasing. You are my wife. You belong to me.”

I cannot help the derisive smirk that curves my lips.
“Nice speech, Mr. Hotshot. Was that supposed to scare me? Do well to remember your place. The Hayley who begged at your feet is dead.
If you want me back, you will learn to beg. Preferably on your knees…”


For six years, Hayley sacrificed her life and career as an international programmer to play the role of “perfect little wife” for Edward DaSilva and his family.

And what did she get in return? An emotionally unavailable husband, in-laws who treated her like filth… and a dead son.

To make things worse, Edward is hell bent on punishing her for the death of their only son.

With a heart heavy with grief, Hayley flees Manhattan. Three years later, she returns as the City’s most brilliant hacker — unbreakable, desired, and standing beside another man.

But Edward Da Silva never forgot about his wife. He wants her back, and this time, he’s not asking. He’s chasing.

They call him the King of the Upper East Side. And this king would fight to the death to keep his queen.

“You’re truly going to get married to Silver? When I'm still in love with you?” Liam looked at me with so much sadness which broke my heart the more.

“This is the only way out Liam. Move on with your life and forget about me. Our love was doomed right from the onset,” I answered with a poker face even though I was hurting way more than him.

This was the only way out. I knew I’d regret it but I had to get married to Silver even though I knew my heart would always belong to Liam and would always yearn for him.


Maya Allen, a poor orphan meets Liam Taylor, CEO of the biggest company in their city after breaking up with her ungrateful boyfriend whom she had been taking care of. They eventually fall in love. However, Maya’s life takes a drastic turn after she meets Silver Grey who tries everything possible to win her love even though he knows Liam and Maya are in love. What happens when Maya finds out a shocking truth about the two men, Liam and Taylor who are pining over her?

I nearly died in the freezing ocean at my adopted sister Jane's birthday party.

When the yacht started tilting and alarms shrieked through the corridors, Dad grabbed Jane and bolted for the deck without looking back. Mom clutched Jane's ragdoll cat in her arms, following close behind under the bodyguards' protection.

They saved the cat.

But left their biological daughter to drown.

Three days later, I staggered home covered in wounds. The living room was decorated with scented candles and a three-tier birthday cake. Light piano music mingled with laughter—they were throwing Jane a makeup birthday party, celebrating how "the whole family" survived the disaster.

I'm Jennifer, a stay-at-home mom. I gave up my art career eight years ago to take care of my family. My husband Julian and my son Garry, they're my whole world.

But lately, I've noticed them getting closer to Mia, Julian's secretary. Little things. Garry asking where "Miss Mia" is. Julian mentioning her at dinner. I told myself it was nothing. I kept quiet. I put up with it.

Until last week, when Garry broke his arm playing hockey. The school called Mia, not me. She was listed as his emergency contact.

That's when I knew I was done.

I just got out of prison after three years, and my family wants me to go back in.
"It's only three days," they said. "You survived three years—what's three more days?"
What they don't know: I'm dying. The only thing keeping me alive is my mate bond. Three days away from Everett means death.
For three years in prison, someone sent me food every week. No note, no name. I thought it meant my family still loved me.
I was so grateful.
I didn't know it was my twin sister. I didn't know what was inside.

Founding out her boyfriend got her sister Pregnant, Zoe Gil flirted with an unknown stranger and ended up marrying him in a flash.

But why did the stranger turned out to be the most richest and powerful man in the city?

Emily lives under constant threat, controlled by her cruel stepmother and stepsister. When her stepmother falls deeply into debt to one of the most feared mafia kings in the city of Texas, the mafia demands only one thing in return. She must hand over her daughter for a flash marriage tonight.

In exchange, Emily’s stepmother sells her to Mr. Ethan, a ruthless mafia boss. All the rumors about Mr. Ethan an old, fat, and merciless man only push Emily further into despair.

While staying in the mafia’s mansion, Emily meets a guard who accidentally enters her room. In her confusion and loneliness, Emily out of habit constantly talks about her terrible, cruel, and unbearable husband, as if Mr. Ethan were someone else entirely. The guard merely watches her coldly, without a smile, without a single comment.

When a shocking secret is revealed and the guard turns out to be Mr. Ethan himself, Emily is forced to face suffering and punishment far more severe than before.

To make matters worse, her stepmother and stepsister refuse to let Emily live in peace when a painful separation occurs between Ethan and Emily. Yet fate brings them together again when Emily, once more trapped by her mother’s schemes, is forced to become a strip dancer, living in a dark world she never imagined she would enter.

With Ethan’s help, Emily begins to take revenge on the stepmother and stepsister who destroyed her life amid games of power, vengeance, and under the ruthless command of Ethan himself.

Eighteen years ago, my mother traded her newborn for a gold-plated life, leaving me in a rust-stained trash can like a piece of discarded waste just to marry her rich boyfriend.

Now, she was back, weeping about "maternal regret" and "postpartum shadows”, saying she had regretted her decision every second of her life.

Overjoyed that my mother wanted me back, I packed my belongings and rushed to meet her.

However, the moment I stepped foot at her doorstep, I overheard her conversation with her darling daughter with her new husband.

“Of course, sweetheart! You will always be my one and only darling. I’m only adopting Vanessa back to wed her to Mr. Blackwood to save your Dad's bankrupt company.”

“You are not lying to me, Mom, are you?” Ramona, my step sister, tugged to my mother’s arms. “You won't share my love with sister Vanessa, will you?”

“Never.” My mother replied, her voice contained no warmth when mentioning me. “How can a village’s trash can compare to our princess?”

“If we wouldn't have to please that old hag of Blackwood company, we would never have brought your sister back.”

“An old master of Blackwood company and a village girl with no literacy, I think that's a match made in heaven.” Ramona smirked, followed by the sound of their laughter.

My legs at the doorstep froze, the momentary joy I felt shattered. The cold heart that had melted seeing my mother shed tears, became ice.

I watched the duo of mother and daughter, laughing and making fun of me, completely unaware that the company they were trying to please by offering me, was actually owned by me.

I was the CEO of Blackwood Groups.

At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her.She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.


A man’s icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.
Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.
As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

Kiara, an alluring young lady was a big time slut. That was her only speciality. She was given birth to by a prostitute and was also brought up by a prostitute. Don't get it twisted, they were two different women. So you wouldn't blame her, would you? It runs in the blood.

As a prostitute that she was, she was not meant to love but what happens when she fell for a player?

Alexander, the heir and only successor to Alexander group of companies. His companies were well known and highly acknowledged in the whole Texas. In spite of how young Alexander was, all his employees feared him. He was so rude and sensitive.

He gives absolutely no damn about anyone- well, maybe except one person though; His grandma- his weakness. And maybe his best friend as well; Mack. Alexander was a handsome young man, a big time player; who screwed ladies with no strings attached. He was forced to get married at his young age in order to get rid his wayward attitude, but as a player that he was, would he agree easily? And what happens when a player incredulously acknowledged a slut?

Blurb
Celeste was married to a Mafia Don, by the name Xenois Kingston on a contract marriage, that would last 6 years.
The deal was that Celeste would give him children during that period and after the end of the 6 year contract, he would offer her $100,000,000,000, divorce her and keep the children as his.
Celeste, an orphan, abandoned by the orphanage she grew up in at the age of 18 had nothing to lose and agreed to the deal.
6 years later, Celeste is now 24 years and mother to triplets boys; Lake, Troy and Soren. The contract is coming to an end this month and rumors has it that Xenois true love Claudia Hale is returning back to the city after 6 years of absence.

Xenois handed her the divorce papers that morning only for him to get into a car accident on the way to the hospital and suffers from amnesia.

To Xenois, he's in love with his wife and kids and a very attentive father and husband and is surprised to find out that Celeste planned on divorcing him. He is determined to make his wife fall for him and be a better father to their children. Things seem like a fairytale for Celeste who is desperate to hold on to this illusion after she had fallen for her husband in their third year of their marriage and stayed with an unrequited love. She knows what she's doing is cruel but she wants to enjoy it while it lasts.

But Claudia Hale won't rest until she gets rid of the obstacle named Celeste and marries her heartthrob Xenois.

Will Xenois recover his memory and better yet, once he does, does Celeste still stand a chance at winning the heart of her husband or would she be accused of having a hand in his amnesia.

Erin Brown has just begun her internship in a new art gallery in town where she finds a painting depicting an image of her werewolf persona alongside an unknown male werewolf. Her new boss, Devon Grey, calls her by a strange name and claims to be her mate even though she does not know him and had never met him before that day.

Determined to convince her that his claim is true, he gives her an ancient dream stone that will transport her back in time and prove to her that they are indeed fated to be mates in this lifetime.

Erin takes him up on his offer and goes to bed with the dream stone under her pillow, only to wake up in another era in the middle of a werewolf civil war. Curious to know how the war ends and yet afraid for her life, she is torn between exploring the erratic bond she shares with her mate or returning to "reality" with many unanswered questions.

I was ugly ducking with blisters covered on my face and only the ONE could help me break the curse.

Dianna Pack was attacked when she was just ten years old and her mother cast a spell on her before she died. As a result of that spell, she grew up with blisters covering her face and the spell can only be broken when she meets the ONE. But as a slave and the shame of her pack, she was never allowed to attend any mate ceremonies.

Khan, Emperor of the South, was said to be born without a heartbeat, and he can only experience his heart beating when he found his true mate. He lived like an emotionless robot and didn't have any feelings for anyone or anything. When he meet Diana, the King experienced the first heartbeat in his life and started to learn how to love.

But it is not easy for him who never knows what love is before.
Will Diana and Khan break each other's curse and fall in love with each other?

Lucy Foster thought her second chance at life would be simple—until she woke up nineteen again, in a world where lions walk as humans.

Once an ordinary woman nearing forty, she is now a university student with a past life full of regrets—and a future tangled with secrets. Her heartbeat stirs an ancient prophecy, one that makes her the most sought-after prize in the royal werelion world.

Kenneth Paige Jr., crown prince and king-in-waiting, is dangerous, captivating, and undeniably hers—if fate has its way. But the throne comes with enemies, and Lucy’s rebirth has upset centuries-old rivalries. Patricia Bratton, a cunning royal werelioness, holds an old treaty that promises Kenneth’s hand to her. And she’s not about to lose without a fight.

With love tested by politics, betrayal, and a supernatural war brewing in the shadows, Lucy must decide—will she embrace her royal destiny, or will history repeat itself?

In the game of lions, only the strongest survive.

Henriette hadn’t planned on inheriting a castle, least of all one that looked like something out of a forgotten horror movie. The first time she saw it, her only thought was, What a dump. But after losing everything in a rushed marriage and an even faster divorce, she didn’t exactly have options.
The castle smelled like damp stone and regret. Still, she figured if she was going to fix anything first, it had to be the bathroom. That felt like a woman’s instinct — get the one place clean where you could wash the past off.
The only thing she didn’t rip out was the bathtub. A big, worn clawfoot thing that looked like it had survived wars.
That night, Henriette filled the tub with steaming water and slid in. She closed her eyes and tried not to think of him, his smirk, his lies, the way he made her feel.
She sighed and dunked her whole head underwater. She held her breath and imagined staying down there, letting the water press the pain out of her chest. She wished it could take her away, somewhere else. Anywhere.
When she finally came up for air, it was... different. The newly renovated bathroom was different; everything was back to before her revamp, just neat.
Women moved around her like she was someone important. One washed her hair, another dabbed something that smelled like flowers.
Henriette just stared. Her brain couldn’t catch up. Maybe she’d fallen asleep.
By the time she found her voice, someone was already lacing her into a gown.
A long aisle stretched out ahead of her. A man, waiting at the end.
And before she could ask a single question, she realized she was about to be married.

To who?
To what?
She had no idea.

They can hide from the demons hunting them… but not from the demons inside themselves. Striking a deal with the White Warlock will be the best or the worst decision Genshu Hidekazu has ever made. The warlock, Naoji, lives in his head, torturing Hidekazu from the inside out. But with his help, Hidekazu can grow strong enough to defeat Lacotl and destroy his immortal spirit. So long as he survives Naoji long enough to see his new plan through. And only if Aihi and Masanori don’t turn against Hidekazu—and each other—first. The Nightmare twists their memories and fears against them, giving the Kuro Hana and Lacotl free reign. Although imprisoned, his disturbing game continues unimpeded, bringing rise to the creatures of myth who want Seiryuu destroyed and the Dragon Goddess dead. They are already returning. One stalks Hidekazu from the depths of the Tsukiko Academy. Another awaits Masanori on the edge of his newfound haven. And the third waits inside the Nightmare in anticipation of Aihi’s next mistake. Jump into the world of Yumihari, a land filled with spirits, dragons, monsters, and stunning characters wielding elemental magic to save their homeland. If you love epic fight scenes, mystery and political intrigue, mythology, monsters, and mayhem, all with a touch of progression fantasy, you will love A Dragon’s Sight and the Yokai Calling series. Pick up your copy today!

An outcast omega. A powerful Alpha. A fated mate bond shattered in a public act of brutal rejection.

Anya was left for dead, but she was reborn with a power whispered about in ancient prophecy. Now, she's back, a ruthless rogue leader with one goal: revenge. But the Alpha she seeks is under a dark curse, his memories of her erased.

In a world molded in betrayal and lies, will Anya choose vengeance, or fight to reclaim the bond that could save them both?

Kristian, Sweden's Crown Prince, lives under the weight of royal expectations, his every move a calculated step in preserving the monarchy's pristine image. Luca, the rebellious son of Italy’s progressive Prime Minister, thrives in a world of passion and art, far removed from his mother’s political stage.

Their worlds clash at an international youth environmental forum in Stockholm, where a spark ignites amid heated debates and shared ideals. But as their connection deepens, so do the challenges—an arranged royal engagement, a scheming uncle, and the unforgiving glare of the global spotlight.

When duty and desire collide, can two young men from opposite ends of tradition and reform find a way to defy the odds, or will their love be the sacrifice their countries demand?

Vishiea and Darius were originally childhood lovers. They grew up together until they found out they were mates. But as days passed, Darius slowly fell out of love. He secretly cheated. Until one time, Vishiea captured him making love with someone else. She was heartbroken and confronted him. She expected him to beg and apologise sincerely, but he didn’t. She made him choose, and if he broke up with her, he would lose her forever. But before he could say something, a guard rushed towards their direction and said an unexpected message. Lies, betrayal, and challenges. Will love conquer it all? A Lycan's Tears.

Luna, a kind healer, is reincarnated in a new body with no memory but an innate ability to heal after giving her life to save her pack. She meets Kai, a stoic Alpha who has been waiting for his fated mate to return for lifetimes. Despite her reluctance, Kai senses the connection they previously had and knows her spirit. Fragments of Luna's past, a life full of sacrifice, loyalty, and heartache reappear as she adjusts to her new existence and rediscovers love. To mend past hurts and rekindle a love meant to last beyond lives, they must confront lingering ghosts together.

Temperance comes from a rich to a poor family after her mom died. She is abused in every way possible.

It’s hard for her to trust people but when Alec comes into her life she can’t help her undying attraction toward him.

Alec is a heartthrob that has every girl eyeing him. His dangerous aura makes it seem like his heart is untouchable. As soon as he meets Temperance he realizes that he can’t seem to want to live without her.

His only goal now? To save her. Her only goal? To get out in any way possible, even if it means death.

He began to move within her with a fierce passion that caught her off guard. In a spontaneous moment, he turned her onto her stomach and pressed against her back, sliding between her cheeks. Their bodies matched perfectly, and he rocked against her gently, sweat perspiring down her chest. But he swiftly turned her over again, and this time she wrapped her legs around him as he plunged deeper into her. Divina arched her back in ecstasy as he moved faster and faster, his dark eyes intense as he grabbed her breasts and squeezed. And then, something incredible happened. Their bodies began to levitate, several meters above the bed. But the handsome stranger didn't falter, and moments later, Divina was caught in a wild orgasm. But as she felt herself falling, a voice from deep within told her to wake up.


In a summer filled with haunting dreams and hidden truths, Divina's world teeters on the edge of darkness. As she unravels her mother's enigmatic past, she is drawn deeper into a realm of unknown forces. With danger closing in, Divina must race against time to uncover the secrets that threaten her very existence. Will she triumph over the shadows, or will her quest unleash a cataclysmic outcome?

One summer, Callisto and his family visited the town of Isabela, the place where the legendary Mt. Octover could be found. In a short time, Callisto met and fell in love with a strange girl named Stalin. However, their relationship wasn’t easy because Stalin had been cursed by a goddess named Estrella, and she had lost her sanity.
During their vacation, Sebastian and Dorothy, Callisto’s parents, reminisced their memories from seventeen years earlier, when they were a young couple. But not all those memories were pleasant; some were nightmares they wished to forget forever. Due to amnesia, however, Callisto’s father couldn't remember any of it.
Callisto had a sister named Ruth, but she wasn’t his sister by blood. Ruth was adopted from an orphanage. Unbeknownst to the family, she was actually one of Estrella’s minions.
Now it's your turn to accompany Callisto in his journey to unravel the mysteries of his parents’ past, the curse haunting his beloved Stalin, and the true intention behind Ruth’s return.

What is happening today? This morning, Ophelia had everything she thought she wanted - amazing friends, an awesome job at one of the best gourmet food company, which for a food lover like her is a dream come true, and a boyfriend. Until the mysterious and cold Mr. Hansel, her CEO, asks her name. Now she keeps wondering why someone like him would be interested in someone like her. She is a nobody, a simple secretary. And not very attractive either, too chubby - or so her boyfriend keeps saying. So why does he keep looking at her? Could he be seeing more in her than everyone else, including herself? Could he be seeing... her?

Discover this Winter Romance story about Love, and... more importantly, self-Love!