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When the enigmatic Mrs. Blackwood finally emerged in River City, she set the whole town abuzz.Arrested and imprisoned for the attempted murder of Mr. Blackwood’s once-cherished first love, she vanished behind bars.Outside the prison, Mr. Blackwood kept his daily vigil—waiting.What finally came out, though, was Mrs. Blackwood’s lifeless form… and a baby boy.Six years later—Clara Walton returned, no longer bearing the name Blackwood.By her side stood a bright-eyed, handsome little boy.When she saw Mr. Blackwood again, she met him with a radiant smile.“Mr. Blackwood, I’m married now. I suggest you mind your manners.”With a sly smirk, he replied, “It’s true—you’re married. But that doesn’t mean I can’t pursue you. After all, I’m still free—and single.”Clara: “......” 



Eloise Wright was a young lady from a bad background, was ridiculed and tasteless. Dominic Richardson was very dissatisfied with that marriage with her, and he was either with a popular idol or a bikini girl for three days. Eloise Wright yelled all of sudden: “Don’t you like me at all?” “Don’t blabber such meaningless words!” “So, won’t you be loyal to this marriage for the rest of your life?” “As long as it’s you, then never!” Eloise Wright knew that he would not be a good father, so she decided to end the marriage for the sake of the child in her womb, “Then let’s get a divorce!” Six years later, Eloise Wright transferred and returned home. Dominic Richardson pulled her directly into the corner where no one was around, and pressed her against the wall. “Eloise Wright, where are my children?” “Gone! It’s a great idea not to communicate with each other, so it’s a clean break!” Dominic Richardson yelled red-eyed: “Then, give me another set of twins, you owe me!” After saying that, he directly groped her! At that time, the three little kids jumped out, “Daddy, let go of my mommy!” Dominic Richardson felt lost and puzzled. Why was there an extra child? 

Felicia Fuller is 18 when she's brought back to the Fuller residence. That's when she learns she's actually the family's heiress who got switched at birth.
Her parents' biasness, her fiancé's dislike, and the fake heiress' schemes to make her look bad trap Felicia in a life where she's troubled by family and love. Ultimately, she dies a sorrowful, horrible death…
Then, she's reborn and taken back to when she's 18. She kicks her fiancé to the curb and takes the fake heiress down!
Once, Felicia allowed everyone to step all over her. Now, it's like she's unlocked something within her, and she goes ever further on the path to world domination!
Her biased parents regret their actions, and her scumbag of a fiancé cries and begs for forgiveness. They seem to be sure that Felicia, who has never felt their love, desires it.
One day, everyone witnesses Felicia pinning the wealthiest and most powerful bigwig in the country to his car. They cuddle and snuggle with each other.
Only then do people realize that someone will be there just for her. He'll give her all his love and partiality; he'll show up for her. 





In the times of battle for land and defence of false dignity, Selene is caught in the webs of her father's lust as she is taken captive by the feared Edgar O'alistair, ruling King of the Sol empire as her father awaits trial by the Harmony council. Edgar O'Alistair, a man feared and revered by many holds Selene and her younger sister captive, bound by law to become slaves.
Edgar swore off matters of the heart, now with the ensuing battle and dangers facing the Solian Empire, he is drowned by the raw emotion the foreign princess ignites in him. With family grudges, dark secrets and suicide, how long before Selene becomes a pawn and burns out what little fire she has left? In the midst of betrayal, sorcery, loyalty and death, love triumphs. 






Michael Morris has found the perfect girl in Allison Kennemore--she is sweet, funny, beautiful, and everyone thinks they're so cute together. But Michael is lying to himself. His problem is compounded when he meets Allison's charming, handsome, and openly gay sibling Jacob. When Allison discovers that Michael is more interested in Jacob than he is in her, she is devastated. To get back at him, she pretends to be ignorant of his secret and ramps up her seduction to make him squirm. Michael spent most of his teens denying his true self and has learned to hide it well. When Jacob proves to be too much of a temptation, Allison tells him she wants to take their relationship to the next level. Unfortunately, being Allison's perfect boyfriend is the only way Michael can get closer to the one he really wants. If he tells Alison the truth, he might lose his only link to Jacob. When Jacob starts to notice him as Allison pushes for more, Michael will have to decide if he is ready to embrace his true self or lose his opportunity to make a true connection with someone who wants him as himself. 
Emma Cole, a nerd in high school and untouched all throughout her life at a community college, was abandoned by her birth parents and grew up in foster care homes all around New York. Whenever her name was mentioned, the people who knew her laughed and called her foul names, since she looked like the female version of Steve Urkel and was easy to pick on and belittle. She had no sense of style. All she wore were big dresses that hid her tiny figure underneath and glasses which didn"t do her eyes any justice. She owned one bag-- a beat-up leather she received as a gift from a spelling bee contest her freshman year in high school.Though she went to school, she had no friends, no family, and no one to teach her about becoming a lady. Emma had done everything by herself since she was one year old-- the age she was dumped by her parents into the foster system.At age twenty three, she lived in a very small apartment by herself. She wasn"t able to land a high-paying job to afford a good house, as of yet. Every time she applied to a vacant position she may have seen in a newspaper in the cafe, they would turn her down when she went to the interviews and the interviewers took one look at her. Appearance was more than her qualifications if she wanted to land a job as a receptionist or personal assistant at one of the big firms in New York City.Emma decided to stop hoping for a better job and stuck with being a waitress at Carl"s Cafe.Her hell on earth.Carl was the manager and owner of the cafe. A grown man, forty-five years old, who had experienced all the things he had chosen to chase in his pathetic life. He was a terrible boss and treated his employees as his personal slaves with low wages. One of his nasty habits was hitting on his female employees while on the job, but he never hit on Emma. Although she was a female, she just wasn"t his type and was too unattractive to even be bothered with. 

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." 
Stella Richard married Rene Kingston in the place of her sister Sophia due to some reasons. But from the beginning, she knows that her marriage was just a time-limit contract and once the time was up she had to go.For RK, this marriage was just a burden but for her, it was a gift from God. Because RK was the man who she had loved all her Youth...So, in the meantime of her marriage, Stella did her best so that this marriage may work out.But on the day she found she was pregnant, her husband gives her the divorce paper and said..."I don't want this child. Don't forget to abort."These words come out of his mouth, like a bomb for Stella, and changed her life...She signed her name on the divorce paper and left the house...Because she doesn't want to be with such a cold-hearted man...Five years later...RK bought the company In which Stella worked. But Stella did her best not to have anything to do with him...Because she had a child and she didn't want him to find out about him...But one day When Stella picked up her son from school he saw her...RK, "How dare you had a child with another man?"Stella, "I don't think it has anything to do with you."RK was about to say more when his gaze fell on the child beside her...His face looked as same as when he was young... 

Rona, an adopted daughter, grew up in the countryside and was then allowed to come back to the family one day. Rumour had it that she was illiterate, rude, greedy and ugly and that she dropped out of high school.
Lorenzo backed her up online: Honey, you saved my life before, and I want to marry you to show my appreciation. I’m waiting for you!
It was well-known that Lorenzo was destined to die before thirty. But the truth was that he had been thirty years old and was showing his affection online!
They commented, trying to persuade him: Lorenzo, don’t be blinded. She’s not worthy of you.
Lorenzo posted her certificates: She’s a professor by courtesy at City H and an honorary professor at Country A. Indeed I’m not good enough for her. Honey, love you!
When her fake identities were exposed one by one, those onlookers finally realized what Lorenzo meant.
Lorenzo justified for her online and asked for her love and care offline.
“Honey, today I’m captivated by you, as usual. Love you!”
“Honey, you’re so awesome. You have many sock puppets!”
Rona, who didn’t have any experience in love, felt Lorenzo extremely annoying. He had confessed to her 107 times! When he approached her again, Rona pushed him away and uttered two words coldly, “Fuck off!”
When the onlookers learned about Rona’s sock puppets, they excitedly required him to make an apology.
Lorenzo stood in front of them arrogantly and pointed at Rona, “She’s my wife.” 




In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all.But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere." You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted.Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked.I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent? 






Upon living for 5000 years, he had witnessed the great battle between Alexander and Moros, Asclepius sampling all herbs, and Cassander harnessing nature to prevent floods. He had witnessed the rise and fall of numerous grand empires. Through the ages past, he persisted—just like a traveler, outside looking in.Once again returned to the present, he remained the discriminated son-in-law.The mother-in-law and sister-in-law despised him, while the stunning wife only gave him the cold shoulder. With his return, his destiny will never be the same as before.Possessing 5000 years of heritage, he was the man with unparalleled knowledge, perfect mastery of all arts, and unsurpassable by another human by any standards. 



Aurelio Bertram, a 24 years old handsome billionaire, Grandson of a mob boss and the son of a highly recognized business man in the City, and for Aurelio..he is the combination of both but was temporarily nothing. His family happened to be one of the most feared and respected family in the city. Just when he had thought of taking his revenge on one of his childhood rival and an enemy to his family, and to go for one of a huge party event, his dad and Grandpa weren't ready to allow him but since he was of age to take over their family business, he put a condition that Aurelio must get a Lady that'd get him a child to be a heir to him but it didn't go as expected. Aurelio Bertram is known as a Man wh*r* in his family and he thought it'd be easy to fulfill his task but no, this time no single Lady got pregnant after weeks and months until he met,Erica James, A middle class hotel waitress, she's simple, has a very good body shape that'd make men drool over her. Her parents left her since highschool since she didn't further her educations for her own reasons, they believed nothing good would come out of her. But then after one night Aurelio spent with her, she became pregnant and thought of running away with the pregnancy out of shame but how would she run away with the All powerful Aurelio Bertram's Child...??A child that would be his heir?!... "Even in the woods I'd find you Babycakes, from now on know you belong to me and all that has to do with you and my baby" Aurelio said to her ears sending shivers all over her. 




After fulfilling her marital duties with her best friend's older brother, Harlan Jefferson, for the umpteenth time, Anthea Murphy sat on his lap. She had been holding on for the past hour. Even though beads of sweat coated his temple, he was still unable to recover to his normal state. "How about… we try something different?" Blushing, Anthea suggested softly, feeling sorry for him.Gently ruffling her hair, Harlan replied, "It's alright. I'll deal with it myself. Go and take a shower."As the water poured from the shower head, the steam wrapped her, but it suddenly dawned on her that she had forgotten to bring her pajamas in.However, as soon as she opened the bathroom door, she heard Harlan muttering from the living room, "Beatrice." 
Ella Morgan tried to earn an independent life in this dangerous city without her wealthy Alpha family's help. However, as a rookie lawyer, she was treated as no more than an errand runner. She wanted to meet her mate one day, but she didn't expect her mate would be someone who came from the biggest mafia family in the city...(Standalone sequel of Nanny and the Alpha Daddy)“Are you an Omega or a Beta?” he asked abruptly. I frowned, taken aback. “Why isn’t Alpha an option?” He pointed to the tear in my sleeve, to the plainness of my clothing. “Even if you were, I could tell what you truly are.” “And what would that be?” I asked, cocking my head to the side. He scoffed. “A peasant, clearly.”It was a fragrance I knew… I knew it all too well, in fact. It can’t be, I thought to myself, swallowing as I slowly turned back to face the figure standing by the window. “Miss…” He turned, and the light from the room illuminated his features. As soon as he saw me, his eyes widened in recognition, his posture straightened, and his voice trembled just slightly as he continued. “... Miss Morgan. Good evening.” 








Sebastian Halston, the most powerful heir in the upper crust, is known for being a pain in the ass.
He has an obsession with cleanliness, but the thing is, it has reached extremely ridiculous standards.
He doesn't use anything that's already torn off its packaging. If someone has already touched something, he'll never touch it ever again.
Even his wife, Tracy Sullivan, whom he married in a marriage alliance, remains a virgin despite their two-year marriage.
It's not that Sebastian hasn't tried his best to overcome his germaphobia.
When Tracy sits on the side of his bed shyly while dressed in just a thin dress, he happens to be exiting the ensuite bathroom while toweling his hair dry. The sight of her makes him frown, leading him to give her two comments.
The first is, "You've dirtied my bed. I need to change the sheets later."
The second is, "I won't consummate our marriage with you. You're filthy." 
BlurbCeleste was married to a Mafia Don, by the name Xenois Kingston on a contract marriage, that would last 6 years.The deal was that Celeste would give him children during that period and after the end of the 6 year contract, he would offer her $100,000,000,000, divorce her and keep the children as his.Celeste, an orphan, abandoned by the orphanage she grew up in at the age of 18 had nothing to lose and agreed to the deal.6 years later, Celeste is now 24 years and mother to triplets boys; Lake, Troy and Soren. The contract is coming to an end this month and rumors has it that Xenois true love Claudia Hale is returning back to the city after 6 years of absence.Xenois handed her the divorce papers that morning only for him to get into a car accident on the way to the hospital and suffers from amnesia.To Xenois, he's in love with his wife and kids and a very attentive father and husband and is surprised to find out that Celeste planned on divorcing him. He is determined to make his wife fall for him and be a better father to their children. Things seem like a fairytale for Celeste who is desperate to hold on to this illusion after she had fallen for her husband in their third year of their marriage and stayed with an unrequited love. She knows what she's doing is cruel but she wants to enjoy it while it lasts.But Claudia Hale won't rest until she gets rid of the obstacle named Celeste and marries her heartthrob Xenois.Will Xenois recover his memory and better yet, once he does, does Celeste still stand a chance at winning the heart of her husband or would she be accused of having a hand in his amnesia.