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It's Hurt To Loving You

It's Hurt To Loving You

On the day Aki was diagnosed with terminal cancer, but his husband, Ethan Montifalco, was taking care of his first love's children. In the hospital corridor, His Doctor Keith Santos said grimly while holding a biopsy report, "Aki, the results are out. If the surgery is successful, your survival rate is 15 to 30 percent." Aki held her bag tightly. Her Little face was pale and solemn. "Keith, how long will I live if I don't have surgery?" "Six months to a year. It's different for everyone. In your case, it's better to do two rounds of pre-therapy first before the surgery. It will prevent the risk of spreading or undergoing metastasis." Aki bit his lip while forcing out, "Thank you." "Don't thank me. I'll arrange for you to be admitted to the hospital right away," Keith said. "There's no need. I don't plan to get treatment. I can't take it anymore," Aki said. "me" Keith wanted to say something more, but Aki tipped his head at him. "Keith, please help me keep this a secret. I don't want my family to worry." The Ford family went bankrupt. Aki had to bend over backwards just to cover her father's medical expenses. If his family knew about his illness, they would no doubt be worried about his situation. Keith sighed helplessly and said, "Don't worry. I'll keep my lips sealed. I heard that you're married. Your husband—" "Keith, please take good care of my dad. I have to go now." Aki seemed very reluctant to talk about this and left quickly before he could answer. Keith shook his head. Rumor had it that he had dropped out of university and secretly married. The top genius in medical school had fallen from grace into devastation. Throughout the two years of his father's treatment, he was the only one who took care of everything. Even when he had collapsed from illness and was sent to the hospital by passersby, but his rumored husband had never shown up. Thinking back, Ethan had truly treated him well in the year they had gotten married. Alas, when his first love returned to the country, everything changed.
Too Late For Regret: His Secret Heir

Too Late For Regret: His Secret Heir

Five years ago, Grace made a devastating deal to save her fiancé, Jake, from federal prison. She publicly dumped him, threw her Cartier engagement ring at his chest, and pretended to be a heartless gold digger who abandoned him for money. Now, Jake had returned as a ruthless tech billionaire, and his first act was buying the very hotel where Grace worked as a struggling maid. He didn't know she had secretly given birth to his son, Cody, who was currently fighting for his life in the pediatric ICU. Driven by a dark, obsessive hatred, Jake made her life a living hell. He forced her to clean up shattered glass with her bare hands and crushed her fingers under his expensive leather shoe. When Grace desperately begged him for three million dollars to pay for her son's life-saving treatment, Jake mistook it as a plea to save her new lover. "You want the money? Get on your hands and knees and crawl to the desk like a dog." Grace swallowed her shattered dignity, dropped to her knees, and crawled across the floor as he poured red wine over her head. She endured the agonizing humiliation, unable to understand how the man who used to kiss her forehead every morning had become a sadistic monster. Clutching the check, Grace walked out of his penthouse. But with the hospital pressing for answers, she knew the secret couldn't stay buried forever. What would Jake do when he finally discovered the "lover" he just humiliated her to save was actually his own dying son?
Loving you unconditionally

Loving you unconditionally

"Stand there, it's your art", said ante sakin and held my arm then stood up ... I have done nothing because I have no right ... "I'm sorry sir zayn, faith is so lazy, don't worry, faith will do whatever you want", ante smiled at that zayn ... I looked at the one named zayn and I saw that he was also looking at me and smiling at me ... but what I noticed were his eyes looking at my body ... I immediately covered the parts of my body that he was looking at..and begged him with my eyes .... "Don't cover your body sweetie, your body is just perfect for me", he said rudely to me..and smiled too ... I was just terrified because his eyes were full of desire looking at me .... So I immediately went behind ante and hid..I don't want to see that rude man, he's scary ... But instead of ante and trisha helping me, they left in front of the man and Trisha pulled my hair and brought it closer to that zayn .... "Hey don't be artistic you're not beautiful, so get organized", trisha shouted at me and she let me go ... "Please be patient, Faith is a bit shy, but she's strong in bed", ante said fondly to zayn ... I just cried over what I saw and I didn't know what to do .... I felt zayn stand up and hold my arm but only weakly, so I looked at him .. His eyes had no emotion so I got up and adjusted my clothes ... Zayn signaled to his colleague to give the brief case to kila ante which contained the money ... Ante immediately took it and opened it, I saw how bright ante and trisha's eyes were ... "I think we're done here, so we must go now", zayn said without emotion and turned their backs on them ante .. I was taken by one of his bodyguards and put in his car when we arrived here .... I just came because eventually they will also evict me ante ... and maybe it's also right that they sold me ... I just cried because of what they did ...
Blood Bound to My Bully Vampire Brothers

Blood Bound to My Bully Vampire Brothers

"Don't touch me, you monsters!" I screamed, thrashing away from them but it was futile. I was like a little cotton ball they could crumple in their hands because I was pinned to the floor. Dante held my hands as if I was a broomstick and the other, Caius held my legs with just a simple hand without putting any effort. Cassian stood like the big brother he was, watching, giving the orders and Elias squatted before me. God, how can one be good-looking and wicked at the same time. He pulled my skirt upwards, used his fingers to rub my pussy which suddenly reacted to his touch and ripped the thong in one swift drag , brushing my delicate core purposely. I begged, I cried, scared of what they're going to do to me but they were suddenly stones, concerned on what they wanted alone. "Beat her pretty pink little pussy until she screams." Cassian ordered and I gasped, my heartbeat slamming against my ribs like a war drum. No. No, no, no. "Like this?" He asked darkly, slapping my pussy hard, pain and tingles spread across my body and I screamed. "Fuck, she's throbbing brother." Elias growled and Cassian nodded, his eyes fixed on my folds. "Just like that Elias!" He growled, "beat her and show her what it means to defile our rules." I was living a Peaceful Life until my mum got Married to Vampire King and I was stucked with my three Step brothers who showed me hell and desired me at the same time. I had to run. These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this? But where would I run to? I was trapped. And the worst part? They were enjoying every second of it. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ [Contains clear explicit scenes, vulgar and degrading words, kinks and spicy scenes]
The vampire prince

The vampire prince

In the year 1637, the world belonged not to men, but to the creatures who had ruled from the shadows for centuries-vampires. What began as whispers of missing persons in isolated villages spread like a plague across continents, until entire towns were left empty, their people vanished without a trace. Humanity was no longer the dominant species; they were prey, cattle, blood bags to be harvested at the will of their immortal masters. From the heart of Rome, where the first vampire lords established their stronghold, the world slowly bent to their rule. Kingdoms fell, rulers swore fealty or were slaughtered, and those who resisted were erased from history. As the years passed, humans learned to submit-those who survived became either slaves or rebels, struggling in secret against an enemy that never aged, never tired, and never forgave. It was in this unforgiving world that Zita Williams was born. Raised in a secluded village far from Rome's oppressive walls, she grew up hearing tales of the Nightborn, the creatures that hunted under the moon's watchful gaze. But to her, they were only legends, stories meant to keep children from wandering too far after dark. Until the disappearances began. At first, it was a few people at a time-a farmer on his way to the fields, a merchant traveling between villages. Then entire families started vanishing overnight. And when Zita's brother, Luca, failed to return home one evening, the reality of the world's darkness became undeniable. While others cowered in fear, Zita refused to remain silent. She had never been the type to accept things without question. If no one else would find out where the missing were taken, she would. Determined to uncover the truth, she made the dangerous decision to leave her village and journey to Rome-the heart of the vampire empire. But what awaited her was not just answers, but a fate more cruel than she could have imagined. Captured by the very creatures she sought to defy, Zita found herself thrown into the world of blood, power, and cruelty, forced into servitude beneath the watchful eyes of the vampire elite. Among them was Ammar Richard, the vampire prince-a being of cold beauty and ruthless authority. To him, humans were nothing more than disposable pets, mere objects for pleasure and nourishment. When he saw Zita, he wanted her, like so many before her. But Zita was not like the others. She was neither broken nor obedient. And her defiance would be the spark that set fire to both of their fates. In a world where love between predator and prey was unthinkable, Zita and Ammar would walk a fine line between hatred and desire, defiance and surrender. And as the tides of war threatened to consume them, they would be forced to choose between duty and the dangerous pull of forbidden love. Because if there was one law that all vampires obeyed, it was this: A vampire can never love a human. But Ammar Richard was never one to follow the rules.
Fraud: I never knew him.

Fraud: I never knew him.

"No, I'm not. Morgan, I'm sure about you, I'm sure about us." She places a hand on the side of my face and brushes it with her thumb. "Being with you feels right, this feels right. It's so good to be true." "It is true," I say, and she lands her forehead on mine. I can hear her anxious breathing. I place my hand on her waist and she brushes her face on mine. I come across her lips and press mine on hers. It starts as an unstable kiss, but each time our lips part, my body cries for more. I suck on her bottom lips as my hand runs through laps -underneath her dress. And I thought It was all of it until her tongue rolls into mine. As I grab her closer to me, we drop onto the bed. Caressing her lap, my hands move up, and I feel the waistband of her underwear. I feel like peeling it off, but I have no idea what we are doing -And I know I don't want it to stop. She helps me peel out my shirt. Her hands are all over my body. I hold her hands on my chest. "Sam we...we should stop," I say with an anxious breath, but she continues to kiss my chest. I zip down her dress and push it down. "Sam I don't have a condom." "We don't need it," she says. "You sure?" I ask, shock. SAM. Am I going gaga? 'We don't need it?' I'm definitely not in my right state of mind. But he looks more surprised than I am. I'm scared, not because I don't want this. "It is my first time," I say nervously. "Aren't you full of surprises, Samantha Raymond," he says, and I hate that he just reminds me of my dad at this moment. I stop myself from wondering what my dad would think of me right now. "I will go easy," he whispers in my mouth.