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The Pop Queen's Ruthless Billionaire Fan

The Pop Queen's Ruthless Billionaire Fan

I was at the peak of my pop music career, breaking box office records while secretly enduring the nightmare of being my Boston family's forced bone marrow donor. I thought my boyfriend and producer, Caleb, was my only safe haven. That was until I saw the custom Rolex I bought him on the wrist of his new artist, Isla. A quick investigation revealed he wasn't just cheating on me; he was siphoning millions from my accounts and forging my signature to steal my luxury endorsements. To get rid of me without backlash, Caleb leaked a maliciously edited video to TMZ, framing me as a violent psycho. The hashtag demanding my cancellation trended worldwide within minutes, and my sponsors started dropping me. At an elite Malibu gala, Caleb paraded Isla around, playing the abused victim and threatening to blacklist me from the industry. Isla even fake-cried and threw herself to the ground, accusing me of pushing her out of jealousy. "If you throw a tantrum here, I will make sure you are blacklisted from every studio in this town." I had given him my heart and my resources, only for him to try and drain me dry before tossing me to the wolves. Did he really think I was just a fragile pop princess who would cry and beg for mercy? With the unedited footage handed to me by a terrifying Wall Street billionaire who suddenly took an obsessive interest in me, I put on my blood-red couture gown. I walked straight into that gala, kicked Caleb into the infinity pool, and threw the felony fraud lawsuit directly at his wet face.
MISSED TARGET

MISSED TARGET

This book entails the story of two lovers who were children of two army officers; Lati Hamzah and Paul Martins. Lati’s daughter, Mitah and Paul Martin’s son, Dino, became lovers against Lati’s wish. Lati’s opposition was based on a reason surrounding Dino's father which he refused to be factual about and he was very unyielding despite his daughter's obvious love for Dino. However these two love birds kept holding on to their love and refusing to be apart. In the long run, Mitah got pregnant with Dino's child but Lati forced his daughter Mitah to deny Dino the paternity of his son, with a dangerous threat thereby disrupting their intriguing romance. In order to protect her lover, Mitah had to do everything her father asked leaving Dino heartbroken. Mitah's child Dino remained in Lati’s care and custody. Mitah however, had a rigid admirer Nopaz, who would stop at nothing to get her. Since, Mitah would not yield to him, Nopaz eventually abducted her keeping her to himself for days and while Lati was being extremely angry about the kidnap of his daughter, he made a terrible mistake, missed his Target and fired a careless shot at his daughter instead having her killed. Lati was utterly shocked and terrified and could not believe what he had done. This incident hunted and affected him for most of his lifetime, affected all of their lives. Lati struggled to get over the emotional pain he caused himself even in years to come as he later retired from his work. This scene was kept a secret by Lati and his friend from the public as everyone including her lover Dino Martins had the impression that the Kidnappers shot Mitah. The ‘battle line' was drawn between Lati and Dino many years after. Dino who was already an emotionally detached man that pain had built stronger was determined to use everything in his power to get his son from Lati who also was not ready to release the boy. Even after retirement, Lati remained powerful and deadly to confront. But eventually Dino succeeded in having his son in his custody after many failed attempts. However one Fateful day, Dino who wasn’t ready to release his son irrespective of any circumstances later sucuumed as Lati narrated a terrible tale involving his father(Paul Martins) that happened many years ago to him.
A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush

A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush

Blair Glover watched the man she had secretly loved for five years get abandoned at the altar. To secure his billionaire family's trust fund, Judge Harrell needed a bride immediately, so Blair stepped out of the pews and volunteered. He accepted without hesitation, but his dark eyes evaluated her like a cheap piece of real estate. The consequences of her impulsive sacrifice were brutal and immediate. Right after signing the marriage certificate, Judge abandoned her at City Hall to deal with another woman's emergency. When she moved into his lifeless penthouse that night, she found a fresh, smeared lipstick stain on his collar. Worse, the public backlash was vicious. Her classmates branded her a manipulative gold digger, slashed her paintings, and destroyed her university art studio with red paint. Blair had alienated her fiercely protective family and thrown her peaceful life away just to be near him. Yet, after using his massive wealth to rescue her from the campus mob, Judge simply tossed a leather folder of "Cohabitation Rules" into her lap. "Do not fall in love with me. That is a breach of contract." Staring at the cold, calculating CEO, Blair swallowed her heartbreak and wiped the ruined paint from her hands. If he wanted to treat this marriage as a ruthless transaction, she would gladly play along. She was going to take the Harrell name, build her own empire, and make the untouchable billionaire break his own rules.
The Ruthless Heir's Five Million Bride

The Ruthless Heir's Five Million Bride

I dragged a bleeding man out of a flooded alley to get the five million dollars he promised me. He woke up with severe amnesia, so I hid him in my cramped apartment, desperate to secure the cash for my seven-year-old son's life-saving asthma medication. But while washing his ruined, custom-tailored suit, I found a heavy gold signet ring hidden inside the seam. It was deeply engraved with a vicious falcon gripping a broadsword. My blood instantly ran cold. Ten years ago, the ruthless Wall Street billionaire who dismantled my father's company and drove my parents to suicide wore that exact ring. I had just saved the monster who destroyed my family, and now he was sleeping in my bed, right down the hall from my little boy. I stood in the kitchen, gripping a heavy butcher knife until my knuckles turned white. He was completely helpless in the next room, burning with a severe infection. I could drive the blade into his chest right now and finally end this ten-year nightmare. But then I looked at the astronomical pharmacy bills and the eviction notices pinned to the fridge. Vengeance wouldn't buy my son's next breath. "I am not interested in you, I am only interested in your money." I put the knife down, grabbed the medical supplies, and walked into the bedroom to nurse my sworn enemy back to health. Revenge could wait, but until I got my five million, the devil was mine to keep.
The Mistake Painful

The Mistake Painful

One relationship was ruined because of a one-night mistake. "You are my wish to the Father, I pray that He grants you to me." That was my only prayer, but this is not the situation I wanted. I never intended to ruin a relationship, nor did I want to hurt another person. What happened in the past was unexpected, and now, here I am, facing the consequences of my actions. I'm married to a man who does not love me, and who never will, because he only sees me as a friend. "Wait for the love you deserve," as people often say. That's why all I can do is pray and dream that someday, the love I give him will be returned. Actually, I am his legal wife, but I let him do whatever he wants with his life. I also allow him to continue his relationship with the woman he loves, the one he's cared for from the very beginning. I'm not a martyr-I just want everything to be okay, and I don't want any conflict because I've accepted that this is the fate that's been given to me. We are not bound by love, and I've come to terms with that. I accept our situation, and I understand that we are married only on paper, even though we live under the same roof. I do my duties as a wife, like serving him. I learned to cook because of him, though I can tell he doesn't really eat what I prepare. Life is bitter, but this is who I am. I keep trying, trying to make things work between us, to make everything okay, just like when we were young, because we used to be friends. "Have you eaten?" I asked, seeing him drinking coffee in the dining area, focused on his laptop. I gave a bitter smile, already expecting no answer from him because who am I to deserve his attention? I took a deep breath; he didn't even glance at me. I don't have a contagious disease, yet he treats me as if I have leprosy. "Have you spoken to your father?" he asked emotionlessly, closing his laptop with a thud. "I-I told him," I stammered, bowing my head. "Good," he said and stood up. I watched him walk away without saying anything, then started cleaning the dining area. I noticed him stop, so I also paused, and he turned to face me. "Don't expect me to come home during the weekdays. Don't wait for me on the weekends either," he said seriously. All I could do was nod in agreement to avoid further conflict in our family. I endure this life even though it hurts because I'm the one to blame, and I'm the one who understands, so I carry the burden. "When we're at the camp, Psalm, just ignore me because they don't know we're married on paper," he said irritably and turned away. "I'm sorry," I called out, trying to apologize. My hands trembled as I held his hands with both of mine. "I-I'm sorry," I repeated. He sighed deeply and pulled his hands away from mine. "Your sorry won't change the situation, Psalm!" he replied angrily. "I-I love... you," I said bravely, though my voice was shaky. "But you don't own me," he replied coldly. I took a step forward to face him, but when our eyes met, I quickly looked away, playing with my wedding ring. "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" I asked. "My freedom!" he answered shortly. "And please, stop wearing that ring because we're not lovers." "As you wish." "Do everything you can to earn my forgiveness!" were his last words before he left without saying goodbye. I exhaled deeply and cried. His request may be unclear, but I promise to find a way to give him the freedom he asks for. Even though I love him deeply, I'm willing to sacrifice for his happiness. "Being in love with someone who no longer loves you is the most painful feeling in the world," I whispered, wiping my tears before running to my room, where I cried my heart out. I let out all the pain through my tears. I released all my frustrations. I screamed and threw whatever I could get my hands on because, no matter how much I break down here, no one would hear me. "A-Ah... it hurts!" I cried out in frustration, burying my face in a pillow to calm myself down because there was no one else to comfort me but me. I got up and looked at the picture of us on our wedding day. I stared at Llishan's face, where you could see the forced smile on his lips. I stood and walked towards the picture, gently caressing his face. "I hope that one day I'll wake up, and the pain I carry will be gone." "I hope that one day this pretending will end. It's hard, but I hope that one day you'll have your freedom, baby, and I hope I'll be able to give you what you're asking for when I'm finally tired." This is the truth I'm standing on! I am Princess Psalm Jaxeen De-Gracia, and he is Mc Llishan Sanchez.
EYES OPEN

EYES OPEN

"Stable. Good on paper." When Camille Vann read those four words on her husband's phone, Derek was spending his third consecutive night at a four-star hotel with his married ex-girlfriend. It was the exact evaluation Derek had given Camille just two weeks before proposing to her. In his eyes, Camille was never the love of his life. She was merely the sensible, "good on paper" choice, while he promised his lover he would never stop caring for her. Camille did not scream. She did not cry. With chilling composure, she cloned his messages, screenshotted the evidence, and backed everything up to a hidden email account he didn't even know existed. If Derek wanted a calculated marriage, she would give him a clinical execution. Then, she dialed the one number that would change everything: the husband of her husband's lover. Rhys Callahan is cold, sharp, and highly intelligent. Brought together by a shared betrayal, Camille and Rhys meet over coffee, dismantling two marriages with the quiet efficiency of professional strategists. But as their transactional alliance deepens, Camille realizes Rhys is the only person who truly sees past her mask of composure and the growing tension between them becomes impossible to ignore. Just as they prepare to deliver the final blow, their targets retaliate. Trapped inside a dangerous game of narrative control, Camille must decide how far she is willing to go. When your enemies have spent years preparing weapons for your ruin, can a calculated alliance turn into the one thing you never planned to protect?
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY

YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY

"Holy Shit. When did you get in here? Ben stepped out hours ago." the shock on his face when he sees my wide eyes staring down at his cock. "Do you walk all naked when no one is at home but you?" My thighs clenched together; I didn't know how I suddenly said that out. "Little girl, are you not afraid to take your eyes off? This can ruin you." His dominance wraps around his voice, my eyes trail off his cock, and I view his entire body. The masculinity got my thighs drooling and gave me the fastest shock I had ever felt in my stomach. It's the first time I've taken note of how perfect his body curves are. "Then I want to be ruined only by your cock." My eyes grow in size at my own words. Anastasia visited to resolve the issues revolving around her toxic relationship with Ben, her 21-year-old boyfriend. She happened not to meet him at home after he lied about being home. She was frustrated and pained because it looks like she has been putting more effort into the relationship than he has, and it was killing her. It was killing her that she always had to be the one getting hurt all the time. Even when he is wrong, she takes the blame for it and apologizes for no fucking reason. But everything changed when she saw his father's big cock that night at his place. She's never seen a cock as huge and dominating as his. A voice in her head screamed for her to run, but no, she was so curious to know how it would feel in her mouth and in her damn wet core.
Bad boy on babysit duty

Bad boy on babysit duty

* When Olivia becomes the unlikely babysitter to the Anderson's bad boy son, Marcus, she must navigate his charming yet troublesome ways, all while trying to keep her own life in order. * The battle of wills between Marcus and Olivia begins as they clash over who's in charge, but Olivia's determination and Marcus's frustration set the stage for a fiery confrontation. * Marcus's facade begins to crack as he's forced to confront his feelings about Olivia, while Kelvin's charming presence only adds to the tension, leaving Olivia vulnerable and Marcus conflicted. * Marcus's volatile temper lands him in trouble, but Olivia's unexpected kindness and care might just be the start of a fragile truce between them, as they navigate their complicated relationship. * Marcus's antics push Olivia to her limits, but when he's in a bind, she must decide whether to help him or let him face the consequences. As Kelvin's feelings for Olivia become clearer, the dynamics between the three become increasingly complicated. * Olivia's world is turned upside down as Marcus's cruel words and Kelvin's kind gestures leave her questioning her own worth and relationships. Can she find a way to move forward and assert her independence, or will the drama and heartache consume her? * As Olivia navigates her relationships with Marcus and Kelvin, a shocking kiss from Marcus leaves her reeling. Can she untangle her emotions and figure out what she truly wants, or will the drama and uncertainty consume her? * Marcus's world is turned upside down as he's forced to confront his feelings for Olivia after a shocking kiss and a dramatic rescue. Can he navigate his emotions and figure out what he truly wants, or will his pride and fear get in the way? * Olivia and Marcus's fragile truce is put to the test as they both struggle to understand their feelings for each other. Can they find a way to move forward, or will their pride and fear tear them apart? * Olivia's world is turned upside down as she tries to navigate her relationships with Marcus and Kelvin. Can she find a way to move forward and assert her independence, or will the drama and uncertainty consume her?