MY MOM STOLE MY Husband's

Suddenly having a Dragon Daughter

PROLOGUE: “Ha?” I confusedly asked. Ansabe ni mister doctor? “C-come again? I’m what… now? ” “Pregnant Lady Ca-“ “Pregnant!?! I!? How!? ” I shouted at him. He raised my eyebrows and stared at me like some sort of a weirdo. "By having an int*rc*urse of course Lady Candace." I stared at him, wow Mister Doctor I wasn't in the mood to joke here? How I'm pregnant!? I'm not even from here! Literally I'm not here, I'm from Planet Earth! E-a-R-T-H Earth! From Philippines, Cebu City! I was drinking with some friends because of a celebration… But, I got drunk and I didn't know what had happened. When I opened my eyes, my environment was different. I woke up on some sort of small house and then when I came out I was dressed fancily. Their set-up first but fantasy themed? The peg is just like fantasy books. That's it! I don't really know what's going on- maybe I'm just prank but not really. The way they talk is weird eh it's not that good to talk to my friends. So I'm convinced that I'm not prank and I wake up in another world. That's probably possible, I was listening to lessons and still watching the iskai anime. (Our character here is fast to believe in magic so he quickly adapt what is happening. Q.A.M) Then read reincarnations stories Map-Manwha or manga either. Maybe I was a DS when I was drinking too much? I know that's not just my problem. My hair is also different, I still have the same face and all but- I don't have a frost blue hair! K-K-T-I have a life of my life when he saw that I was dying. What is my eyes!? I don't even contact lenses ah!? I didn't even know what was going on and I found out that I was pregnant too?! I know the kid is from J-GJ-gan but duh!? I’m a v*rgin! Wanhandredpersent po! Not a man moved my flower! My beautiful flower is well protected by me! But anyareeee?! Suddenly I found out I was pregnant!? Then I didn't even know the father of the kid juskooo- forgive me father for I have s-nned really. Mamang will slap me left and right when he heard it! I haven't even graduated from a college bag that I have been in a hurry. Huhu. What if I suddenly got pregnant? What's that magic? But magic exists here- because eehh! I don't really have that process that is happening to me. I was still adjusting to it because I was just fine when I found out I was pregnant without knowing who the father was. I mean- I have no memories whatsoever. Not really! As in none! Nothing! Is this how to wake up in another world? I have read fantasy books, why aren't my scenes with them the same? They woke up bag they remembered their past self chuchu. Why am I not? Does this body have amnesia? This may not be my body even though we are the same face. What the H-CK is happening? Not only I have no memories eh I suddenly got pregnant. I was bitten by a lip, so if I could reincarnate in another world I should also have memories to catch up on the events. But not really, I'm not blessed. I had a headache at the same time looking at my stomach, whatever. I'm gonna take care of this child. I, Candace Dulce will be raising this baby! With or without someone! Well, I'm a strong independent woman!

THE EMPRESS WAS REINCARNATED INTO A PRINCESS

SYPNOSIS: Cattleya was a powerful Empress in her time, during her time she was the most powerful and dangerous woman you'll ever meet in your life messing with her is a death wish, she was so skilled in any kind of martial arts, she's also a strong, intelligent and a wise woman you'll ever know however she was poisoned by her enemy causing her to die. After that she woke up into her new life, what will she do? will she continue to become a ruthless, cold, heartless and dangerous woman like in the past or will she play dumb and control them in her hands without them knowing? Let's find out in this story. (

Craving The Wrong Brother

She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.  

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch—a titan of industry and my best friend’s father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

Too Late, Mr. Johnston: She Is Gone

Kara was diagnosed with cancer, and her unborn child could not be kept. Kara planned to end the pregnancy, get a divorce, and face her impending death with equanimity, allowing Davin and his new love, Alyse, to be together. But Davin had no intention of letting her go so easily. He and the increasingly frail Kara were inseparable day and night, just to leave a child for the infertile Alyse. Kara lay dying in her hospital bed, crying and laughing, pleading, "I'll give you my life, please let me go." Later, the cold and aloof man knelt before Kara's tombstone, holding gardenias day and night, his eyes red as he murmured, "Baby, stop it, come back."

The Billionaire's Secret Triplets: Mom's Revenge

Six years ago, I was a naive girl sold by my father to the powerful Sanders estate, only to be tossed onto the streets after a brutal assault they labeled "marital infidelity." I fled the country pregnant and broken, hiding from the shadow of a husband I had never even met. Now, I’ve returned to New York with my triplets to sign the final divorce papers and disappear forever. But Archibald Sanders—the man I was told was a crippled recluse—intercepted us with the cold precision of a predator. He didn't see the woman his family destroyed; he saw a gold-digger who had shamed his name. His security team hunted us to a grimy motel, using tactical force to snatch my children away and drag me to his glass-walled empire. In his office, he loomed over me, demanding a DNA test and threatening to throw me in prison while my babies were lost to the foster system. He was convinced I’d cheated, yet he stared at my sons with a haunting confusion, unable to ignore the stormy blue eyes that were a perfect mirror of his own. I stood there, paralyzed by his scent—the sharp tang of rain and expensive leather that triggered the icy dread of my worst nightmares. How could he accuse me of betrayal when he felt exactly like the monster who had shattered my life in that dark hotel room? "I'll sign anything," I sobbed, "just give me my kids." But the game changed when my five-year-old son hacked the tower’s security, holding the skyscraper hostage to save me. In the chaos, a fragile, silent boy—Archibald’s secret son—wandered into the room and reached for me as if I were his missing soul. Archibald’s face turned to stone as he tore up the agreement and locked the doors. "Until I find out why my son is looking at you like that," he growled, "you aren't going anywhere."

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband’s Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn’t find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn’t even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father’s legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn’s party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara’s health and managing every detail of Caden’s empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I’d drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause—if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I’d forgotten.

She Was The Joke, Now She's The Queen

Two years of marriage left Brinley questioning everything, her supposed happiness revealed as nothing but sham. Abandoning her past for Colin, she discovered only betrayal and a counterfeit wedding. Accepting his heart would stay frozen, she called her estranged father, agreeing to the match he proposed. Laughter followed her, with whispers of Colin's power to toss her aside. Yet, she reinvented herself-legendary racer, casino mastermind, and acclaimed designer. When Colin tried to reclaim her, another man pulled Brinley close. "She's already carrying my child. You can't move on?"