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His Baby Mama (Be My Woman)
Romance đBÂŁ MY WĂMĂNđ
(Hisâ˘Babyâ˘Mama...)
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PROLOGUE.
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By: Naomi Cindy B.
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Rosy Klein did all she could to sponsor herself and her boyfriend through college.
She has been dating Stefan since highschool, but immediately they started college, Stefan lost his parents and almost quit school, but Rosy took the responsibility.
Stefan is a guy she loves so much, and she couldn't bear watching him drop out, though she's an orphan herself.
Part time jobs and illegal gigs brought her the cash she earned, and with that, she was able to sponsor herself and Stefan, but on their graduation day...
Stefan proposed to her best friend right in front of her, and her world crumbled.
That same day, Roman Lawson planned proposal for his girlfriend, and he was hoping it'd be the best night of their lives.
He has been dating Gwen for three years, and though she did nothing for him throughout, but to him, her love was enough.
He payed for her mother's yearly surgery even when he's just a struggling youth. He even bought Gwen a car with his first salary, all for love.
But on getting to the proposal venue, Gwen turned him down and ran out in tears after confessing that she's currently in love with someone else.
Roman's world shattered. The pain of betrayal and heartbreak made him drive to the bar where he drank himself to stupor.
There he met Rosy who also came to drink as a result of what Stefan did to her.
Fate had it's way, and something huge happened between them that night...
Huge enough to change everything about their existence.
Who can't wait to find out what the huge something is and how huge it is?
Are you ready to be on a rollercoaster of emotions?
Join this sweet ride to see what life holds for this two and what future dramas will look like.
Trust me, it's a book that'd keep you at the edge of your seat throughout...
Don't miss out.
The Game: Love To The Extreme
Romance The Game
Love To The Extreme
GENRES: College, Heartbreak, rape, Games, deal, sassy, bullies, kidnapping, DNA, Romance, s*x, love making and tears.
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âď¸Prologueâď¸
What do you do when you discover that your love life has been nothing but a game? the person you loved so dearly sees you as just his business and nothing more.
Meet Calista Felix, an 18 years old girl who just moved to a Las Vegas with her family. Growing up Calista learned to see her father as both mom and dad, her mother left them when she was just three months old.
Her father had gotten home early that day only to see little Calista crying and another man was banging his wife. Filled with rage, he stormed out of the house. After much talk and pleads Mr. Felix accepted his wife back just for the sake of their daughter.
One month after her siblings Michelle and Micheal were born their mother left again for good, the kids sees their father as their superhero and Calista was forced to take up the Mom's duty since she was the eldest.
She never loved boys, or maybe she just like being alone with the fear that she wonât make a good partner just like her mother, but then he came....
They call him a college Casanova, he f**ks anything that stood on his way including his stepmother and Stepsister, every girl he could get his eyes will have a taste of his c**k except for one who became a challenge.
He's not just a Casanova but a Casanova pro max. A f**k boy and a lover of P**sy.
Who is He?
What happens when he was hired to date Calista?
Will he succeed?
What happened when Calista got tamed?
What happened when she lost her virginity only to discover that she was nothing serious? Just business.
What happened when she learnt that she was just a business?
A book you don't want to miss, it will have you craving for more. I hate you, Jace
Romance đI HĂ
TÂŁ YĂU, JACĂđ
(Youâ˘Knowâ˘Youâ˘Loveâ˘Me)
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PROLOGUE
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By: Naomi Cindy B.
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Jace Braun is the type of guy your parents warned you to stay away from, he's a total psycho who has gotten used to the name.
Ask for 'Wolfie' in Rizz Hostel, then you'd surely find someone who'd point at him smoking at his smoking spot.
He's a student of Finley College in Washington, Sculpture Department, and he's quiet popular in campus.
He stays at Rizz Hostel, the wildest off-campus hostel, and he has slept with almost all the girls.
It's a bonus to him though, cos they shamelessly throw themselves at him. Every girl wants to f**k the almighty Jace.
Despite being from a rich family in England, he sells hard drugs to students just to make money.
Everyone sees him as a jerky mother**ker, but what they don't know is that beneath his outside personality is a dying guy who's in need of someone to tell his story...
A shattered guy who wants nothing but an escape route from his f**ked up life.
Are you interested in knowing what his story is?
And what happens when he met the only person who seems so different from everyone around him, but the person turns out to be his worse enemy.
She hates him madly, but she's madly in love with his best friend.
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Will fate ever bring them together with favorable plot twists?
Or...will she remain his best friend's girl forever?
Will he ever find an escape route from his hidden problems?
Are you in for hot college dramas and suspense that'd make you want more at the end of every chapter?
Hop on this ride and don't miss out!
A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL ( 365 days contract )
Romance â A DEAL WITH THE DEVILâ
365 DAYS
CONTRACT â
PROLOGUE
Tags: hatred, revenge, bully, romance, secrets, and betrayal
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A girl of about 19 years old could be seen running away with her friend, from a group of boys who were after them, it gets to a point where her friends couldn't take it anymore cos, he was getting tired
Run Dion, faster, they are getting closer,â she said dragging her feet forward
I canât run any longer am getting tired, my legs hurt,â he replied as he slowed down a little
Try Dion, we are almost close to the market and we will rest once we get there,â she said encouraging him
You have to go without...... she did let him complete whatever he was saying before dragging him out of the place
Her name is Melisa ford, a 19 years old college student who is more stubborn than stubbornness itself, her parents tried making her see that she's a woman and not a man, that she needs to change for the better tomorrow but she always says yes to them and tomorrow she will do the worst
She has a best friend Dion Stone, who happens to be her partner in crime, they have been friends since childhood and they seem inseparable
Oh no, I told you that we shouldn't have done that but you didn't listen now look how we are running like mad people,â Dion cried out as they rushed out of the place followed by the men
Just shut up and follow my lead,â she said and Dion holds his mouth that instant
Yes boss,â he muttered
This way,â she said and run into a place that look more like a fighting ground
Catcher,â one of the guys that were after they said and jumped on her, she tried to break free but his hold on her was very strong
She was still struggling to break free when the guy suddenly drops dead on the floor
Thatâs my boy, I know you will always find a way to help me,â she muttered thinking it was Dion
She arranged her clothes; it was as if the time had stopped as she didn't hear the voice of anyone or anything
Dion, have you suddenly gone mu....... the rest of it was stuck in her mouth when her eyes landed on the person who just saved her life
She wished the ground will just open and swallow her, she instantly regrets not listening to Dion when he asked her not to cause trouble, she wishes those guys had taken them instead of him saving her
He smirked dangerously when he saw the look on her face, he turned around and Dion gasped immediately he saw who it was
THE DEVIL,â he mumbled
Who is heâď¸
What happens when the two BFFs was forced to separateâď¸
What did they do that made those men be after themâď¸
You donât want to miss this story trust me! A lot of things are going to happen here
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Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos.
As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage.
The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice.
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Viviene Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised.
It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language.
This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire.
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"Take off your dress, Meadow."
"Why?"
"Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost."
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Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance.
One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring.
Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel.
He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch.
Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed.
She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge.
But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming.
Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything.
Alaric doesn't share what's his.
Not his company.
Not his wife.
And definitely not his vengeance.
My Husband's Blindness, My Sweet Revenge
Winnie Suchoff The roasted lamb was cold, a reflection of her marriage. On their third anniversary, Evelyn Vance waited alone in her Manhattan penthouse. Then her phone buzzed: Alexander, her husband, had been spotted leaving the hospital, holding his childhood sweetheart Scarlett Sharp's hand.
Alexander arrived hours later, dismissing Evelyn's quiet complaint with a cold reminder: she was Mrs. Vance, not a victim. Her mother's demands reinforced this role, making Evelyn, a brilliant mind, feel like a ghost. A dangerous indifference replaced betrayal. The debt was paid; now, it was her turn.
She drafted a divorce settlement, waiving everything. As Alexander's tender voice drifted from his study, speaking to Scarlett, Evelyn placed her wedding ring on his pillow, moved to the guest suite, and locked the door. The dull wife was gone; the Oracle was back. Pregnant and Divorced: I Hid His Heir
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For two years, I played the devoted wife in our sterile penthouse. That night, Nathaniel shattered the facade, tossing divorce papers. "Julia's back," he stated, "she needs me."
He expected me to crumble. But my calm "Okay" shocked him. I coolly demanded his penthouse, shares, and a doubled stipend, letting him believe I was a greedy gold digger. He watched, disgusted, convinced I was a monster.
He couldn't fathom my indifference or ruthless demands. He saw avarice, not a carefully constructed facade. His betrayal had awakened something far more dangerous.
The second the door closed, the dutiful wife vanished. I retrieved a burner phone and a Glock, ready to expose the elaborate lie he and Julia had built. Burned By Him, Reborn A Star
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Julian's phone went straight to voicemail. Alone in the hospital with second-degree burns, Evelyn watched news replays, her heart rate spiking. He protected Serena from camera flashes while Evelyn burned. When he finally called, he demanded she handle insurance, dismissing the fire; Serena's voice faintly heard.
The shallow family ties and pretense of marriage evaporated. A searing injustice and cold anger replaced pain; Evelyn knew Julian had chosen to let her burn.
"Evelyn Vance died in that fire," she declared, ripping out her IV. Armed with a secret fortune as "The Architect," Hollywood's top ghostwriter, she walked out. She would divorce Julian, reclaim her name, and finally step into the spotlight as an actress.