gentlemen prefer blondes

A seemingly handsome, intelligent, and perfect guy transfers to Royal Griffin Academy, where elite students gather. But little did they know this Handsome transferee is one of the most dangerous gentlemen in the guise of a student. He has a mission to accomplish, but when the greatest obstacle faces him, will he carry out the mission perfectly, or will he be intoxicated and drowned by the dangerous love in their world filled with betrayal and deception?

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It is." "Please don't pull that with me." "Pull what?" "That." She pointed at my face. "Where I explain how pretty everything looks and you say yes but you would be referring to me." She waved her hands in the air, explaining. "It's cliche and kinda getting old." "Would you prefer I do this instead?" I pinned a loose strand behind her ear, my palm roamed her soft features and also on her lips. "Or this?" I leaned in to steal a kiss, stopping midway to see if she'd stop me and she didn't. I couldn't help the tiny smirk that lay on my lips after. "Aren't you going to stop me?" My raspy voice whispered in her ear. She shivered, unconsciously leaning into me for warmth. I stopped her fingers as she tried to wrap them around my neck. ********** She's not the bad girl he thought she was. He's not the good boy she thought he was.

These young girls are overwhelmed by complicated society, human relations, and accidents. What they faced are not only relationships but also the cruelty of the adult world. There are so many scumbags. Their boyfriends, husbands, and even their fathers may harm them. What should they do to survive? See how these young women will fight back. “I Am a Scorpio” Mark Yeager sent my private photos to his buddy. [Doesn't my girlfriend have a good figure?] The words were followed by two smug-looking emojis. His buddy replied: [I prefer women with flat chests.] I felt disgusted reading the message. Mark shrugged indifferently. "You are all women. Why are you afraid of her seeing your photo?" Yes, his buddy was a woman. I felt like an unreasonable and resentful woman. I had had enough. It was not something a Scorpio like me would do. This time, I did not want to put up with them anymore. “The Kiss of Karma” He blocked me with a fierce look and said, "So... Does what you said about being with me still hold up?" "Of course." I hugged Yorrance Sonic. "I really like you." I heard something falling to the ground with a bang as Yorrance waved to someone behind me. "Mom!" I turned around and saw my husband holding hands with a woman, whom Yorrance called "mom".

Two souls, forged in suffering, would collide in a dance of darkness and desire, testing the limits of love and redemption. Their paths meet when Asher's sister becomes the target of a predator, and Kaidën sees an opportunity for justice. As they navigate their dark worlds, they must confront the demons that haunt them. Will Asher's desire for protection and Kaidën's quest for vengeance spark a twisted romance, or will their shattered reflections destroy them? *** “You killed my mother.” Asher's voice trembled with fury. Kaidën's smile was cold, almost mirthful. “Who gave your sister to her husband who sold her to pay off his debts.” “I watched you murder her in cold blood!” Asher’s fists clenched around the gun he held pointed at the killer, memories of that night flooding back. Kaidën leaned closer, a sinister smile creeping onto his face. "I remember begging you to look away. But you didn’t. Did you enjoy it, Asher? Watching the woman who shattered your world writhe in agony? Or would you prefer to keep that little secret buried deep? Ah, but don’t answer that. Come, help me gather the pieces of your father's remains. It’s time to tidy up this little mess." Asher’s eyes widened in horror, realization crashing over him like a wave. All this time, he had been unaware that he was not only a witness to his father’s murder, but had watched it unfold until the very end, just like he had done that night when he watched his mother’s murder. Nodding, he picked up the severed hand of his father—the same hand that had beaten and broken him until his skin grew numb to pain. ‘Oh, sweet Emily, if only you could see our father now. How the mighty have fallen.’

From the most hidden world comes love in the midst of war and battle. In the midst of all the pain and obstacles, will the love reserved for them still prevail if the whole truth is that it should not happen and their hearts follow that they are united and prefer to erase the mark that unites the two of them? Curse and revenge enveloped the heart full of love. Can love be restored once it has been burned and crushed by the past due to a terrible event that separated the two of them? _______ "I, Alpha Sortitus Breackorn, of the Breackorn 'Black' Pack, reject you, Clavem Whitestern of the Breackorn Pack, as my mate." "I accept your rejection." Under the white moon in the woods, I run in wolf form. The wolf inside me is whining and uttering All the grievances I have in my heart, I shout, even though the whole surrounding area is covered with light because of the white rays coming from the moon. "I hate everything that happens to me, but I'm not regretting loving him, but he is not destined to love me back. Dearest Luna Goddess, why are you making me suffer like this? Did I do something to trigger your hatred and put me into a curse and be the mistress of my own mate?!"

Meet our Kiosh, kilala bilang cold, mysterious, at may pares ng mata na tila kapag tititigan mo ay manginginig ka sa takot. This so-called cold guy is so inlove with Keona or he prefer to call her by her second name Sola, our free-spirited athlete who is childish at the same time. Makakaya kaya ng dalawang ito ang hamon ng buhay para maging matatag ang kanilang relasyon or ito ay magdudulot lamang ng sakit sa kanilang mga puso, na kahit ang panahon ay hindi kayang hilumin?

"We both know that this match is not our will, for that I offer you a contract." my eyes widened in surprise Henry's words, an open offer from a man she had met for the first time. What the average family couldn't do, this sort of thing happened easily with the righ folks I went over several points of the written agreement there. *Do not intervene in personal life * Maintain the confidentiality of the marriage contract agreed to by both parties *The marriage lasts at least two years, but if the separation is still difficult to implement, it can be extended until circumstances permit. I read some interesting points. Although this type of contract is not natural for a couple who is about to get married. For me, the prenup made me more prepared than having to guess what would happen later when she became part of the Marcus family. "I deliberately left the last page blank, please write your wish" Henry swung his finger lightly. Skillfully, Henry's assistant handed me a ballpoint pen. * Appreciate parents on both sides as a family *No physical contact *Stay in separate rooms *** I am someone who prefer being alone and I have never had a boyfriend and she dont care. Unfortunately, my sister who does have a boyfriend has been betrothed to a billionaire's son who she will now be forced to marry. I pitied my sister and decided to replace her... Well, Henry, the billionaire's son doesn't want to marry someone he doesn't know so he proposed a contract to me. I found that helping, huh? Two years later, we will file a divorce and that will be the end of us or so we thought.

"It's Mayor Montgomery's daughter, Anaïs...Beautiful and...virgin." At these last words, I could hear their cries of satisfaction rising like the cry of wild beasts, ready to do anything to devour me. “So gentlemen, place your bets. Bidding starts from 3 million.” And there...I watched them discuss my price as if I were an object. What had I done to get there? Well, nothing. My only sin was being the daughter of the mayor who has plunged the supernatural people into horror for over 15 years...Indeed, when the government discovered the existence of werewolves, they immediately made a chip that would reduce them to slavery but now that they have revolted, I am an enemy to them. The person they must vent their rage on since my father is now dead. "20 millions." 20 millions ? Still petrified and trembling, I looked up at the man who had just spoken....That scar on his face, that enigmatic look... No, not him. Denver. Slave #345... He was one of my father's five Alpha Slaves. He lived a martyr's life since my father had killed his entire family before bringing him into slavery... He stood out from the crowd because he spent a lot of time spying on me and he even saved my life. However, he was also the one who killed my fathers on the evening of the revolt. Swallowing, I knew that if he bought me it was simply to make me pay for my father's evil... “No…” I whispered, my eyes widening in horror. "20 million...20 million...20million. Awarded."

"You are like a father to me, I can't marry you." "If you can't, then I guess you prefer to be an orphan if your mother dies." Juliet Jones, was torned in between saving her mother's precious life, and getting into a contract marriage with her father's closest friend, George Watson. And when she was left with no better choice, and the time is ticking faster on her mother, she got married to Mr George, to save her mother's life. But unfortunately, it was too late, and her mother died, after she had already signed a contract agreement with Mr. George.

Natalie West hadn't expected her life to take a drastic turn, the kind that sends her out of her husband's house into a cold night with a cruel divorce while having his unborn child in her belly and deep into the West's family house as the chosen heiress and wife to James West, the multi-billionaire. What happens when the lies she had known all her life are far better than the truth that actually exists? How does she handle a truth that turned her world upside down and sent it tumbling down brick by brick? And when her Ex-Husband comes chasing after her, confessing undying love, will she yield? Sometimes the lies we know are far better than the truth we are told. Well, we'd prefer it right?