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Sophie Samonte escaped on the day of her wedding. Due to that, the groom, Tony Sandoval, and his family were put to shame. The father was so furious and the mother fainted. The mother was rushed to the nearest hospital but declared dead on arrival. The Sandovals want revenge. They want the Samonte family to suffer the same tragedy and shame that Sophie brought them. Ella, Sophie's best friend befriended Tony Sandoval. She plans to make the guy fall for her, and when emotionally attached, she will manipulate him., to help her best friend. But they both fall in love with each other. Meanwhile, Sofie applied and was hired as a private nurse of Ananda Madrid, a rich family in Palawan. There he met Victor Madrid. Their personality clashed and began no to like each other the since the first time they met. But cupid has his way to make them fall in love. Sophie's mother got sick, and she needs to go home, but the Sandovals are still hunting her. And her fear became a reality the moment she set foot at the airport. She was kidnapped and brought to Tony Sandoval, which made her choose... "Marry me or your mother will die."

Hero and Lyra are more than just friends... In the morning, Lyra Semana is a very strict professor to Hero, her outspoken and handsome student in Business Law and Policy. In the evenings, Hero Agpalza is a very demanding superior to Lyra, his smart and seductive "Business Consultant". They never planned their relationship to be like this but it had to happen for both their sakes and sanity. Lyra needs to help Hero stop a ruthless and unknown killer who intends to take over his family's business. Meanwhile, Hero needs to financially support the hospitalization of Lyra's parents and save her from a very dangerous and obsessive ex. Will all these issues find a way to make them realize their love for each other or will they end up being alone and apart instead? Or even worse... dead. ---------- Check out my interview with GoodNovel here: https://tinyurl.com/y23rvs6n

Henrique amava Moana até os ossos. Mesmo assim, a traiu. E ainda tentou se justificar: — Ela ainda está na faculdade. Não sabe se virar sozinha. Precisa de cuidados. — Então cuide bem dela! — Logo, ela reuniu as provas, assinou o divórcio e desapareceu da vida dele, sem olhar para trás. Mas Henrique logo percebeu, perder Moana era como ter o nariz quebrado, doía tanto que até respirar se tornava difícil. Tentou de tudo para tê-la de volta... mas descobriu que outro homem já ocupava o lugar ao lado dela. No baile de caridade, o novo magnata do mundo dos negócios, Hugo, apareceu com uma mulher elegantemente vestida nos braços, era Moana, desaparecida havia cinco anos. Entre os cochichos da plateia, um repórter comentou: — Dizem que o Sr. Moreira é imune a mulheres... será que a flor mais inalcançável foi finalmente colhida? Hugo a puxou para mais perto, o olhar carregado de posse. — Apresento a todos... minha esposa. E Henrique? Que só pôde se esconder nas sombras, como um rato no esgoto, roído por um arrependimento sem fim... De longe, assistia à felicidade que já não lhe pertencia.

Welcome to Wonderland dear readers! Allow me to introduce to you the wonderful, awe-inspiring, suspenseful, and even horrifying "otherworld" where the paranormal is normal and the supernatural is just natural. Feel free to spend time with me, The "Diwata", as I tell you tales that surprise, thrill or even scare you.You can choose whatever story you want to read. You don't need to do it one after the other. Here at the Spa, you're free to read whatever you want. However, not all of my stories are real.Hopefully, the ones that terrify you the most aren't true.Hopefully... ---------- Check out my interview with GoodNovel here: https://tinyurl.com/y23rvs6n

Mon frère me détestait et souhaitait ma mort. J’ai pleuré et je lui ai demandé : « Ne suis-je pas ta propre sœur ? » Il a ricané : « Je n’ai pas de sœur. » Cette nuit-là, j’ai été renversée par une voiture. Il est devenu fou.

Dans une suite luxueuse d’un hôtel cinq étoiles, des draps de satin glissent sous une main délicate. Une femme, escortée pour une nuit d’exception, se prépare à vivre des moments de plaisir intense et éphémère. Les lumières tamisées caressent sa peau, et un parfum enivrant emplit l’air. À l’autre bout de la pièce, un homme l’attend, le regard brûlant de promesses. Au cœur du plaisir, chaque instant est une exploration des sens, où l’interdit devient tentation. Gabriel un homme au regard perçant, PDG de "Montana Entreprise", fait entré Rose dans un univers où le danger et la tentions se côtoient. Après cette nuit entre Gabriel et Rose, tout bascule. Gabriel tombe amoureux. Le lendemain, Gabriel eut le plaisir de se faire inviter à un mariage dont il ignorait les mariés. Lors de la cérémonie du mariage, il se rend compte que la mariée était Rose, l'escorte de sa précédente nuit. Inondé par le choc, et surpris par l'événement, Gabriel se pose milles questions.. Comment cela était-il possible ? _Comment une escorte pouvait-elle bénéficier d'un mariage aussi luxueux après avoir reçu un client la veille ? _ Et pourquoi était-elle obligée de travailler en tant qu'escorte, alors qu'elle devait se marier le lendemain...?

"When reality breaks you and oblivion is your only refuge, my love will bring you back..." Natalia Kings, the beautiful and sweet nurse, wakes up in the hospital without any memories about herself nor her life. Her problems don't stop there though, for she is believed to be abused by nonother then her own employer, Nathaniel Williams, the ruthless businessman who is secretly obsessed with her. Unable to handle all the questions and uncertainties that threatened to take away what was left of her sanity, Natalia starts looking for answers on her own, but what happens when the answers she is after are too hard to handle? Can she survive the darkness? Can she forgive? And can she be forgiven? Disclaimer: I do not own the cover. The book contains mature content but doesn't promote nor romanticize rape and abuse.

“We granted you permission to have her in your . We are the reason you are even with such a perfect woman.” A sly smirk spread across his face. “Permission?” he chuckled. “You have it all wrong. I chose my own fate.” - After a one night stand, Sienna Chae-Soo would have never guessed that we would be dragged out of an abortion clinic by the cold billionaire that knocked her up. She is blackmailed into signing a contract stating they are married and forced to have his baby. As the billionaire warms to her loving touch, Sienna learns the secrets of his past that made him as he is today. Drama, revenge and passion all in one story. Will billionaire Declan Foster ever learn how to love? Only one this is clear, her protection is everything to him.

Le jour de mon mariage, tout aurait dû être parfait. Je devais avancer vers l’autel, sourire, les yeux pleins d’amour pour Adrian, l’homme qui m’a sauvée, celui qui m’a fait croire en un avenir meilleur. Mais quand mon regard s’est perdu parmi les invités, mon cœur s’est arrêté. Là, assis au premier rang, un homme que je n’avais jamais pensé revoir. Un homme dont le regard m’a traversée comme une lame. Un homme que je connaissais trop bien… **Mon ancien client.** Celui avec qui j’avais passé cette nuit, des années plus tôt. Et aujourd’hui, il était là, devant moi, portant un costume élégant, une expression impassible… Parce qu’il était le père d’Adrian. Mon futur beau-père. Comment était-ce possible ? Que devais-je faire ? Tout avouer ? Faire semblant de ne pas le reconnaître ? Et surtout… que se passerait-il si Adrian découvrait la vérité ? Mon mariage venait-il de s’effondrer avant même d’avoir commencé ?

— Oh oui… là… encore… plus fort ! Des gémissements saccadés résonnaient à travers les murs, se faufilant comme un poison jusqu’aux oreilles d’Élodie. Son souffle se coupa. Son cœur se serra dans sa poitrine. Non… pas ça… Ses doigts tremblants poussèrent doucement la porte entrouverte de la chambre d’amis. Et ce qu’elle vit lui coupa les jambes. Son fiancé, Victor, nu, en sueur, plaquait le corps offert d’Isabelle contre le matelas, ses hanches martelant son bassin avec une brutalité affolante. — Putain, tu es tellement bonne… grogna-t-il en agrippant les cheveux de sa sœur. Élodie porta une main à sa bouche pour étouffer un cri. Sa grande sœur. Son repère. Son alliée de toujours. Et là, sous ses yeux, elle lui volait l’homme qu’elle aimait.