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Love me if you dare

Love me if you dare

Nathaniel Diaz is the school most popular boy. He's got the looks but he's not the most popular just because of that, the main reason why he's popular is his ability to make three girls cry on the same day. Don't judge with his innocent looking face, yes his face is damn too innocent to have such attitudes of his. His face screams perfection, and that's the weakness of the girls. He's a crazy Casanova, it should be an official statement for girls to stay away from Nathaniel Diaz but still they never stop flocking over him like lost sheep, giving him more rooms to break more hearts. Aside being a Casanova, he's the school biggest enemy, he's the type who does things only to make himself happy not minding if anyone gets hurt in the process. He cares less about people's feelings. Some says he grew up where there was no love, because absolutely that word is missing and weird in Nathaniel's dictionary. He's the only one you will find countless bad habits in his hands. In a word, Nathaniel live his life only the way he wants not giving a damn about anything in the world. It would have been so perfect when an innocent girl came into his life, if only she's not off his limit. Someone he shouldn't dare to stay close with, but even though Nathaniel tried his best not to get close to her, she kept on coming and coming until he was unable to resist any longer. Why is she off-limit? Then find out in this sweet one you don't want to miss out for anything.
Betrayal In White Roses

Betrayal In White Roses

My engagement party was supposed to be the culmination of seven years of love with Liam Miller, a public declaration before we started our lives as husband and wife. The room was filled with our closest friends and family, everything perfect, down to the white roses and the soft string quartet. But then, the video montage Liam prepared – a journey through our relationship – flickered. It cut to a sterile hospital room where Liam cradled a newborn baby with a tender joy I hadn't seen in years. Then the camera panned, revealing his assistant, Sarah Jenkins, in the hospital bed, wearing an engagement ring identical to mine. A collective gasp swept through the room as the music died, leaving deafening silence. Liam rushed to my side, whispering, "Chloe, calm down. Don't make a scene," before gaslighting everyone, calling it a "technical glitch" and dismissing my shock as "emotional." My world imploded. I stood there, humiliated, watching him protect her at my expense. The anger was cold and sharp as I walked to the stage, announcing, "It seems there's been a happy surprise. I wasn't aware we were celebrating two families tonight." I held up my hand, then pointed to Sarah, saying, "It seems Liam is a man of great generosity. So generous, in fact, that he's given out two of the same ring." I slid my diamond ring off and placed it on the tablecloth, telling him, "I wish you and Sarah double happiness. You clearly deserve each other." As I turned to leave, Liam grabbed my arm in the hallway, raging, "What the hell was that, Chloe? You humiliated me!" "You humiliated yourself, Liam," I retorted, realizing this wasn't just a betrayal; it was years of hidden lies. Back at our penthouse, a text from Sarah arrived with a photo of her wearing my custom-designed star-map bracelet-the one Liam was supposed to give me for my birthday next month. Her text read: "He says some things are just meant for the right person. Thanks for the design, Chloe. It's beautiful." The calculated cruelty of it stole the air from my lungs. Then Liam returned, offering a diamond necklace I' d seen on Sarah, trying to dismiss everything as "one mistake." He still didn't see it. He still chose her. After he left to care for their sick baby, my phone buzzed again with more texts from Sarah: screenshots revealing years of his lies-missed birthdays, fake business trips-all spent building a family with her. And then, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen. I was pregnant. Two months along. Our own happy surprise. The baby. Our baby felt like a part of his deception. I couldn' t tie myself to him, to this pain. The decision made itself: I would cut him out of my life completely.
The Regent's Secret

The Regent's Secret

The world was a blur of pain, and Kael, my fierce protector, was there to sweep me into his arms, just like always. He was my anchor, the man whose life was bound to mine by a rare, ancient Soul-Link—a sacrifice I'd made without a second thought to save him from poison years ago. I trusted him with my life, literally. Then I saw her. First in a terrifying nightmare, then in Kael's study, a cloaked figure handing him a mysterious ornate box. Her cold, regal eyes haunted my waking thoughts, but Kael swore I was dreaming, soothing my fears with familiar warmth and a tangible clue about my missing sister, Seraphina. He couldn't be lying, not when our very souls were linked. My trust shattered when I saw Lyra again, stepping out of a gilded carriage, announcing her engagement to Kael. They'd been engaged for years, uniting two powerful families. I was nothing but a temporary amusement, a pet he'd picked up. His betrayal sent a searing pain through my chest, amplified by the Soul-Link—a physical manifestation of my broken heart. How could he cause me such profound emotional agony, yet share my physical pain so deeply? The contradiction tore me apart. He looked at me with genuine worry, yet continued to lie, continuing this elaborate deception. Why? What was this bond to him? Just a burden? I found my answer, not in his words, but in the truth. The man with Lyra was his twin brother, a calculated deception to manage his political life. I wasn't just a secret; I was a fully separate life he was living. My heart shattered. I learned then that the "medicine" he gave me daily wasn't a cure for the Soul-Link's pain, but a slow poison, ensuring my dependence, my control. He blamed me for the link, twisting my sacrifice into a curse. So I ended it, plunging a letter opener into my own heart, severing the Soul-Link, and sending him an agonizing final message of shared oblivion.
Second Chance at Forever

Second Chance at Forever

'Am I dreaming?' Zak Vance wondered. The woman standing before him was the spitting image of his late wife-same eyes, same face. It was as if she had walked straight out of his memories and into his office. "What the hell?" he muttered under his breath, unable to understand what he was seeing. He stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor, his eyes never leaving her. "You're Amy May?" he asked, his voice tinged with shock. Amy nodded, offering a polite smile. "Yes, Sir." Zak's eyes continued to scrutinize her. He was struggling to wrap his mind around the situation. How could this woman, this complete stranger, look so identical to his wife? Was it possible that she had a twin? But no, he was certain she didn't. She only had Nate, her older brother. . . Amy May woke up with no recollection of who she was. Rescued by a woman who took her in and became her mother, Amy was given a fresh start. Yet, she remained determined to uncover the truth about her past and reclaim the memories she had lost. Her search led her back to Metro City, the place where she was first found. Meanwhile, billionaire Zachary Vance, a widower and father of two, was dealing with a devastating loss. His wife, the woman he had loved more than life itself and vowed to spend forever with, had died in a tragic accident. The pain he felt was like a dagger plunged into his heart a million times. Still, for the sake of his young children, Zachary knew he had to rise above his pain and be the father they needed. Five years later, while at work, he came face-to-face with his wife-the same woman he had buried-standing in his office, applying for a job as his secretary. He was sure he was losing his mind. She had a new name and an entirely different personality. Desperate for answers, he needed to find out who she truly was. And if she really was his wife, then what the hell happened to her?
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.
The Billionaire's Forbidden Heiress

The Billionaire's Forbidden Heiress

The Billionaire's Forbidden Heiress follows the story of Eva Sinclair, a young woman whose life is shaped by secrets she was never meant to uncover. After her mother's death, Eva learns that she is the hidden daughter of Damien Wolfe, a ruthless billionaire who built an empire on charm and control but abandoned her mother in the past. Determined to seek revenge and expose him, Eva enters his company under the guise of an ambitious intern. Yet what begins as a quest for justice quickly turns into a dangerous entanglement of emotions. Damien, powerful and commanding, feels an inexplicable pull toward Eva without realizing who she truly is. Their professional relationship turns into something far more intimate, forbidden by blood and betrayal. As Eva digs deeper, she discovers that the past is not what it seemed and her mother was silenced by those closest to Damien, and the truth of her parentage was buried beneath lies. At the same time, Damien's sister Katherine and his former fiancée Miranda reappear to protect their own interests and keep Eva out of Damien's world. Caught between revenge and desire, Eva must confront her growing feelings for the very man she swore to hate, while Damien struggles with his instincts that lead him toward the one woman who threatens to destroy everything. Secrets, blackmail, and dangerous power plays close in on them, until both are faced with an impossible choice: betray their hearts or risk their entire worlds for a love that was never meant to be. At once romantic and suspenseful, The Billionaire's Forbidden Heiress is a tale of passion colliding with power, where love is as dangerous as the lies it uncovers.
Reborn: Wooing My Cold Outcast Savior

Reborn: Wooing My Cold Outcast Savior

Gisele woke up bleeding and broken in the suffocating heat of the 1970s timber woods, just inches away from the deadly fangs of a black adder. As foreign memories crashed into her modern mind, she realized she had transmigrated into the body of an absolute fool. The only reason she was in this dangerous forest was to fetch wild game for Chauncey Beck, a spoiled city boy who treated her like a pathetic servant. The inherited memories made her stomach churn. She saw herself stealing her mother's emergency cash to buy him expensive gifts, while he offered nothing but fake smiles. She saw her family starving themselves to send him premium rations, which he secretly traded for imported coffee. Worse, she remembered publicly humiliating Ernest Jenkins, the impoverished town outcast—the very same man who had just thrown a machete to save her life from the snake, only to walk away in cold disgust. A visceral wave of shame and anger choked her. How could the original owner be so incredibly blind? She had risked her life for a parasitic leech who refused to get his shoes muddy, while treating her fiercely loyal family and her true savior like absolute garbage. But the old, foolish Gisele died in the dirt of those woods. Carried back to the safety of the farmhouse, she looked dead into her father's eyes and delivered the kill shot. "I will never marry Chauncey Beck. Cut off his food and his desk job today." It was time to starve the leech, repay her debts, and clean house.
The Ruined Heiress Plans Her Vicious Revenge

The Ruined Heiress Plans Her Vicious Revenge

I was the heiress to the Sterling Group, engaged to Brook, the ultimate Wall Street savior who stepped in with emergency capital when my family's company faced sudden bankruptcy. But one morning, I accidentally answered his hidden burner phone. It was my sweet best friend, Chelsey. Through the speaker, I heard them laughing about how they successfully framed my brother for an eight-year federal prison sentence just to get the Sterling heir out of the way. Worse, Brook casually admitted he had bribed the nurses at the private facility to swap my father's life-saving heart medication with placebos. "Nature will take its course," he said coldly. He was paying to let my father die so he could drain my last architectural patents, transfer them to his own enterprise, and kick me to the curb. Seconds later, Brook walked into the bedroom, brushed my hair behind my ear, and lovingly called me his sleeping beauty. A wave of pure, physical nausea crashed over me. The man I was about to marry, the man the media praised as a fiercely devoted hero, was the monster orchestrating my family's complete destruction. Tears were a luxury I could no longer afford. I didn't scream, and I didn't confront him. Instead, I washed my face, slid the five-carat diamond ring back onto my finger, and drove straight to his headquarters. If he wanted to use my family's tragedy to build his empire, I would play the perfect, broken fiancée—right until I burned it all to the ground.