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Katherine Wright has a two-faced boyfriend. During the day, he is thoughtful, sweet, and a complete gentleman. However, once the sun sets, he turns into a completely different man. At night, he behaves like a feral beast, pursuing his desires in ever-changing ways.
Everyone calls her a lucky woman. She is deaf, but her boyfriend has never shunned her because of her disability. On top of that, he's even trying to help her find a cure.
Katherine thinks she is lucky to have him too. But one day, a robber steals the specially made medicine her boyfriend had given her to treat her deafness. Because of this, she stops taking the medicine.
Just as she is about to break the news to her boyfriend, she overhears his friend say, "You and your brother sure know how to have fun! One of you plays with her heart during the day, while the other toys with her body at night. It's been three years—I can't believe that deaf woman is still completely unaware of this!"
Hearing this, Katherine's blood runs cold. 
I received a pornographic video."Do you like this?"The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts."Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response."You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!"The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed.I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella.************************************************************************************************************************“I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly.He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!"The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him."I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster.He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house. 
Right before sitting for our college entrance exams, Samuel Stafford insists on calling off our engagement because he's fallen for Madison Locke, a woman who saved his life.His parents vehemently object to it, so Samuel and I get married as planned after we graduate from university. However, Madison dies in an accident, and it's revealed that she's pregnant. From then on, endless humiliation and insults await me.Up until his death, Samuel doesn't realize Madison was a promiscuous woman. She wasn't pregnant with his child at all.After being reborn, I learn my lesson and boldly pursue Evan Stafford, to whom I owe a favor. I become Samuel's aunt.Heh. This time, I'm going to give Samuel and Madison my full support so they can end up together. I'm going to make Samuel enjoy the feeling of being cuckolded! 
"Ivy, I think you have completely forgotten about the past. I don't mind that because you were a little girl at that time," Aaron said.Hearing his remarks made my blood simmer with rage. I turned to face him, and he was staring at me.I gritted my teeth, then forced myself to smile at him and let go of his grasp on my hand."Uncle, do you think I'm sexy now?" I said this as I placed his hand around my waist.He jerked his hand and said, "Ivy!"I pushed him onto the bed and got on top of him. Surprisingly, he was staring at me with widened eyes.I put my thumb on his lips and murmured, "I'm not that 11-year-old kid, uncle. I'm now 19 years old. I'm no longer afraid of your yelling or scolding, and I will not listen to you."I stood up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I walked out of his room, winking at him.****Why am I so jittery when it comes to his case?He was my childhood crush; no, he was my first love, and he was still my true love. He was the first man who refused my touch and pushed me away.He rejected me every time. But when he again came back for the second time, I planned to make him cross his boundaries and mark mine. 
Year eight of marriage, Roger's mistress outside was about to give birth.The day I found out, I printed out the divorce papers and moved out of the villa.Roger looked at me, reluctance in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I will definitely find a way to compensate you."Others said I was too petty.What man doesn't stray? As long as it doesn't threaten your position, just endure it. What's the big deal?What do they mean, "endure it"? I refused.I always remembered how, back then, to marry him, I had given up the job offer I'd secured.Roger had even knelt before his parents for three days and three nights."Fine. Want to compensate me? Then I want you to kneel before my door for three days and three nights too. After all, one should see things through from beginning to end." 
They had been together for two years, and he had been cheating for just as long. She loved him deeply, so she put up with it time and time again. But his behavior grew more unbearable with each passing day—bringing his mistress home to spend the night, treating her like she was nothing more than an eyesore, a nuisance.Fine. If she was truly that disgusting to him, then it was time to end this chapter between them.She threw a contract in his face, but instead of walking away, he clung to her like sticky syrup.Wherever she went, he followed.Finally, fed up, she turned to him and asked, “What do you want from me?”With intense affection in his eyes, he replied, “I want you to mark me.” 
She accepted a humiliating request to save her family business. Her father had tragically died after her pregnancy, and her fiance conspired with her stepsister to chase her out from the Mont family. Returning three years later, she had no choice but to provoke the arrogant man to reclaim her late father's villa. However, she was cornered by the man. Trembling, she said, "Mr Fudd, I didn't mean to offend you..." He pondered for a moment and said, "It's too late, I need compensation." Why was he grdually turning the fake marriage into reality? She blushed but he did not care. Amused, he frowned and stared at her. "You have children, what's the point of being so reserved?" With wide eyes, the cute munchkin standing next to her held her hand and said, "Mummy, I want a little brother!" 
When I caught my boyfriend of four years in bed with my stepsister, I snapped. After teaching them both a lesson,I drowned my sorrows at a bar,where I met a dead-gorgeous stranger.
One steamy night later...He tried to pay me. Like I was some kind of escort.
"You're the worst I've ever had," I sneered, lying through my teeth. "Practice more before taking clients." Then I fled.
But fate wasn't done with me. That stranger? He's my company's new CEO. Oh, and he's a werewolf. An Alpha werewolf.
I just wanted to keep my head down and avoid him.Then the pregnancy test turned I pregnant.
My Alpha Boss slapped down a marriage contract and demanded I move in with him.
Before moving in, I taunted: "Your skills were worth $150, max."
After living together, he growled: "How's my performance now, wife?"
I, trembling lying oh the bed: "Please... have mercy!"
From one-night disaster to carrying the Alpha's heir, I never expected my life to turn out like this. But one thing's certain,my Alpha Boss is determined to prove he's worth way more than $150 a night... 
As he gently tucked her damp hair behind her ear, his hand lingered on her neck, warm and inviting. She leaned back into his touch with a contented sigh."You've been thinking about this, haven't you?" she teased, feeling the undeniable proof against her.He chuckled, his breath hot on her ear. "You have no idea."His fingers brushed lightly over the fabric of her blue bathrobe, eliciting a sharp inhale from her. "Zeidan...""What is it?" His voice was a low rumble, rich with desire.She bit her lip, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Do you always get what you want?""Only when it's you," he murmured, his hand pausing at the rise of her chest.A soft moan escaped her as his touch sent a jolt through her. "Mmh... don't stop."He scooped her into his arms with a grin. "As you wish."On the bed now, she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with invitation. "Well? Are you just going to stand there?"In response, Zeidan shed his shirt, the black fabric falling away. "Patience," he said, his voice teasing, "isn't always a virtue." 
"Take off your clothes Brie! You can't run from me! I'll always catch you, little mouse." His menacing voice rang out.I was already caged between him and the wall, there was nowhere left to run.He caught my wrists in a strong grip, until I cried out from the pain."Please I'm not ready! I need some more time" I sobbed, my whole body shaking badly,I was willing to do anything to reach out to whatever little humanity he has left.His eyes were cold. Merciless.He was going to hurt me, I knew it."But you were ready to run away with that bastard, weren't you? " The smirk on his face as he taunted me betrayed the icy rage that simmered in his eyes."You belong to me, Brie! I'm your husband! And I won't be denied of my rights, Refuse me again, I dare you to Brie!" He hissed, his grey eyes simmering with hot fury.What happens when Gabriella Thorne gets forced into an arranged marriage with Lucian Castiel.He is Cold. Brutal. He gets anything he wants.What happens when he's determined to TAINT Gabrielle's innocence with his darkness.Is there a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel, or would she be forever tainted by his Psychotic Obsession? 18 + DARK ROMANCE CONTAINING EXPLICIT SCENES. 
“F**k me to death if you must, you asshole,” I sobbed. I felt defeated as I lay beneath the Alpha King’s hardened body. He was pressed heavily against me. Tears stained my features and he stared around my face, curiously. He had paused for a long moment, breathless and trembling. Just moments ago, he was ripping my custom-made wedding gown off my thin body and shredding it to pieces. I trembled uncontrollably as he pressed me against his bed, kissing every mark of my body and biting me until I bled.His dark blue gaze had gone wild and at that moment, I truly feared for my life. I feared that the night of my wedding night was going to be the end of my life altogether.The memory of the day invaded my mind as I kept thinking to myself, “how did I end up here?” ***To save her little brother, Hannah was forced to take her stepsister Amy's place in the arranged marriage, marring the cruel Alpha King, Peter. Little did she know, there will be so many dangers await her.Alpha Peter, the most arrogant, cold and strongest man in werewolf Kingdom, he accept this marriage because he needs to find his mate, as it was foretold. Only his mate can save him from his frantic fury. He has no idea that soon he finds himself falling for this little omega girl. 
To retrieve her mother's keepsakes, Giselle Lane is forced to be a surrogate mother for her elder stepsister, Anna Lane, and spends passionate nights with her brother-in-law.During the day, she's a nutritionist for the Cobb household. At night, she becomes Elijah Cobb's wife in bed.Elijah holds a stoic attitude toward Giselle, the nutritionist. However, he treats her with passion at night.Giselle deliberately reveals some clues, hinting to him that the woman he spends the nights with isn't his wife. Unexpectedly, he feigns ignorance and continues to play along with Anna's ridiculous lie even after he finds out the truth. Giselle thinks that he loves Anna wholeheartedly. But after she disappears with her mother's keepsakes and the baby in her womb, she hears that Elijah is mad with fury, sending everyone in the city in search of a woman from the Lane family. 
Cressida Ashworth gives up everything for love, even her life, yet her husband, Luther Strudwick, repays her devotion with one word.
"Disgusting."
When she opens her eyes again, she's given three more months to live.
A mysterious voice says, "Should Luther speak the words 'I love you,' you shall live again."
But this time, Cressida would sooner lose that chance than stoop to begging. She returns under a stack of aliases, stripping the saintly mask off Natasha Ashworth and making every last snob eat their words.
And Luther, the one who once mocked her, falls into desperation when he finally sees her brilliance. He begs for her forgiveness, but she no longer cares.
"Cressida, I—"
"Too late."
She cuts him off with a smile and steps right into Tristan Leigh's arms.
The aloof doctor who has always stood guard behind her is revealed to be the heir to a vast corporate empire. He's had his sights on her for a long time.
"Cressida, I'll help you claim whatever you want. Now tell me, when are we getting married?" 
Cristelle looked the man directly in the eyes, "They're my life. I won't leave them behind, no matter what. You don't need to waste your breath. I won't give my babies to you, no matter what you say. I know you're the father, but you've never done anything for them before. Mr. Bradley, please let us go. We won't see you again. Just pretend that we've never met each other before."Linford looked sad as he whispered, "No, it's not gonna happen. I won't allow you to slip away again." He paused before saying softly, "I've never wanted to take the babies away from you, Cristelle. I want to raise them together with you."Cristelle's eyes lit up shortly, "What is your plan then?"Linford calmly uttered, "Candace and Cody need a dad. We're their parents, and we need to take our responsibility. So, let's get married."Get married?!Cristelle was shocked.Did he want to marry her?The most powerful billionaire CEO in this city wanted to marry her."No! I WON'T marry you!" Cristelle could never forget that night. She couldn't stop shuddering every time she thought about it.She once belonged to the elite circle; however, the cruel people behind them schemed several tricks to drag her entire family into a mud pit. First, her father was accused of being a corrupt politician, sending him to jail. Her mother barely accepts the truth that they were framed and humiliated, pushing her to commit suicide. Her youngest sister suddenly disappeared without any trace. And she was falsely accused as a whore after being sent to someone's bed that she thought was her fiance's bedroom.The schemers robbed everything that belonged to them, and she was driven into the deep abyss. Five years later, she became a fashion designer; however, a strange man blocked her path, claiming to be her children's father. **** 
After getting drunk at a wedding party, Summer Hart had spent a night with a man. She then found herself pregnant after that. She wanted to keep the child, but the man had other plans. She tried to run away but was caught. "If you want to keep the child, marry me. We'll divorce after two years, and meanwhile, don't touch me—not even holding hands," the man said, backing her into a corner. She found the man utterly shameless. 'Holding hands? Dream on.' After the marriage, the man said, "I know you are scared. Let's sleep together tonight." "I'm not scared." "I saw you in a dream and heard you say you're scared and want to sleep with me." "Have you no shame, Mark Valentine?" "Shame? What is shame?" 
The famous Gregory Sutton of Bircanda City is married! The thing is, not only is his wife ugly and fat, but she's also a country bumpkin!
Two years later, Gregory is still cold and distant toward her. He doesn't want to have anything to do with her at all.
However, Veronica Walsh keeps holding onto the marriage simply because she loves him. After all, he was the beacon of light in the darkest times of her teenage life.
When Gregory's first love, Camelia Sandoval, returns to the country, Gregory forces Veronica to donate blood to Camelia. After the transfusion, he even leaves her with a divorce agreement.
That's when Camelia finally gives up on Gregory. She also snaps out of her lovesick trance and drops her signature on the divorce agreement. After that, she leaves the country and starts her life anew.
Three years later, the ugly and fat bumpkin makes a glorious return to Bircanda City.
Apparently, she's the internationally-renowned top surgeon who everyone admires. The best hacker in the world worships her. The award-winning actor refers to her as his boss. She even has a royal princess backing her up when needed. All the patriarchs of the most elite families in the world rush forth just to claim her as their goddaughter.
Needless to say, Veronica shines bright like a diamond and has countless admirers flocking to her. Naturally, Gregory, that scumbag of an ex-husband, regrets divorcing him.
In the middle of the night, a certain noble-looking and arrogant man pins Veronica against the wall. He begs pathetically, "Veronica, let's get remarried. Please." 
The first 18 years of Leona Barnett's life are smooth sailing. She's the apple of her father's eye, and her elder brother gives her everything she asks for. Not only does she have a powerful wolf, Hatty, but she also has a fated mate, Soren Knight—the Shadow pack's youngest leader. She was once the most envied gem in the entire pack. But, everything comes to an abrupt end the year she turns 18. Her stepsister, Elara Walker, meticulously plots to plunge her into the abyss of a mental asylum. Only when she struggles to face reality does she learn that her world has already been turned upside down. Her father's love is now directed toward his stepdaughter, while her elder brother treats her coldly. Even Hatty, who is an intrinsic part of her, has become silent. Meanwhile, Soren, the man who once swore to protect her forever, seems to have eyes for someone else now. As it turns out, behind all the love and adoration, she's the one being abandoned by everyone. In order to regain her strength and seek the truth, Leona decides to escape the pack and embark on a treacherous path of rebellion. She conceals her identity, advancing alone in the dark, until she finally makes her decision to let go of the past and cut everything off completely. When those who once abandoned her start turning around one by one, and when belated apologies and efforts to reconcile start pouring in, will she still be able to find healing for her deeply wounded heart? 
I've loved Chris Gildon for a decade, but all he says is, "You're boring as hell. I couldn't be any less interested in you."He turns and spends his days and nights with another woman.We've known each other for ten years, but nothing comes from our relationship. I decide that I don't want to be his second choice anymore.Later, I get engaged to someone else. Chris knocks on my door in the middle of the night. "Maddie…""What can I do for you, Mr. Gildon?"As soon as the words are out of my mouth, a man's sexy voice rings out from the bedroom. "Babe, where did you put my underwear?"Chris staggers and spits a mouthful of blood before me. Sometime after that, I see that he's posted a story on his Instagram. It writes, "Once you miss out on someone, it stays that way for life. She might love you now, but that doesn't mean she'll love you forever. So, appreciate her while you have her." 
I'm not my husband Ethan Doyle's fated mate, but we love each other and share a happy marriage.I think we'll keep living that way—until I find a strange message on Ethan's phone."Ethan, do you want to come see the lingerie you bought me?"My world collapses, and I can't bring myself to love again.Then, by accident, I discover my fated mate has suddenly appeared.He turns out to be Ethan's uncle, Kieran Doyle, the Alpha of Frostmane pack.I don't want any more ties to the Doyle family, yet Kieran keeps pursuing me and forcing himself into my world."You're my fated mate. Where do you think you're running?" Kieran pinches my chin and makes me look him in the eye."Kieran, don't..." I keep backing up until I hit the wall.His cedar scent wraps around me, filling my every breath."You're divorced now, my mate." 
Janet Longfellow finally understood that a loveless marriage couldn't last for long, so she asked for a divorce and left resolutely.Everyone was waiting to have a good laugh at her, and Nathaniel Webster was no exception. He believed Janet would come back to pray for his forgiveness sooner or later.However, he was slapped on the face every day after they got divorced.The heir of Longfellow Group?The mysterious genius of hacking?And she was even the well-known designer he wanted to work with!A popular best actor, a young racing driver, and an excellent rich single lined up to confess Janet. Nathaniel finally couldn't sit still. He knocked on Janet's door and confessed affectionately, "Honey, please forgive me. I love you, let's remarry."Janet responded, "Thank you, but I'm not interested. A loveless marriage can't last long!"The tables had turned. 
Lila Hart has loved Dorian Blake for five years, yet it only takes an afternoon for her to decide to leave him. That day, she kept replaying the video of Dorian casually giving a bracelet he always wears to his so-called sister.
Lila calmly asks for a breakup, but Dorian thinks she's just throwing a tantrum. Later, he hears that Lila went through hell and back to get the bracelet for him.
That day itself, he flies to the place where she got the bracelet and sees the wish she wrote and hung on a tree. "I wish Dorian's life is smooth sailing and that he gets everything he wants!"
Someone sees the almighty Dorian get on his knees before Lila, pressing his forehead to her fingers. He pleads hoarsely, "Please love me once more, Lila."
The door behind her opens, and Kieran Morgan, the CEO of Morgan Group, pulls her into his arms. "Sorry, but you're out of chances." 
Cassie Jensen failed to warm Archer Bailey's heart for three years. As a wife, she lived a life worse than a mistress.She thought that the two of them would go on like this until another woman appeared.Cassie Jensen realized that she was nothing in Archer Bailey's eyes.But she never expected that this man would forcibly lock her into a mental hospital for the sake of his beloved woman.After experiencing all kinds of painful torture, Cassie Jensen finally broke down: "Archer Bailey, do you regret treating me like this...""The word regret has never been in my book."The man's indifferent and unfeeling back made her lose her last bit of hope and was disheartened.Two years later, she became the Ms. White that everyone envied, aloof and extravagant.At the banquet, when she smiled at him with a familiar voice and an unfamiliar face, the man who had always been cold and heartless suddenly burst into tears."Cassie, give me a chance to make up for you..." He grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, like the only light caught in the decaying darkness."It's late." Pulling away the man's hand, she turned and left with a clean back, without a trace of nostalgia. 
I had loved a man for five years, and hated him for just as long.
He took the money meant for my mother's treatment, and I leaked his company's secrets, bankrupting him overnight.
For those five years, we were locked in a fierce rivalry, a constant battle where everyone saw us as mortal enemies destined to destroy each other.
But the truth was, we hadn't been in contact for a long time.
When we met again, he had long since rebuilt his empire. Standing under the spotlight, facing a throng of persistent reporters, his words and demeanor were impeccably flawless.
A reporter suddenly brought up the past: "Back then, you mentioned a loved one you wished to spend your life with, even planning to marry at twenty-eight. Now…"
His fingers, holding the champagne flute, paused slightly. Then he lifted his gaze, a faint smile spreading in his eyes, clearly audible throughout the room: "Getting married soon." 
"Young lady, whose bastard is that inside you?"
"Don't you know any shame? Is this how I raised you?"
The living room was warm, yet a cold sweat broke out across my back. I stroked my swollen belly, looked at their outraged faces, and suddenly let out a low chuckle.
"You really don't know?"
Father crushed his cigarette butt savagely into the ashtray, sparks flying up before dying. "How would we know what shameful things you've been up to out there?"
"The kidnappers," I said softly, my voice like a snowflake landing on a hot iron plate. "Don't you remember? That year the kidnappers took both me and Liza. They wanted a 500,000 ransom. You only scraped together half, saying 'save the real child first.'"
My parents' faces instantly froze, like the surface of a frozen lake. They even seemed to forget to breathe.
"Later, you took Liza back. The kidnappers kept me for three more months." I touched my belly, fingertips registering a faint flutter of movement inside. "Did you really think I escaped on my own?"
But none of that mattered anymore. Because I was going to die. 
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