Strength Of A Hundred Seal

The day I went into labor with the twins, I bribed the family doctor to shoot me up with every heavy-duty suppressant he could get his hands on. Anything to stall the birth. Why? Because in my last life, Vincent—my husband, the Don—claimed to have a low sperm count. To guarantee an heir, he lined up ten mistresses and told the whole house: whoever popped out a son first, her kid would be the next Corleone Don. He promised if I delivered first, he'd ditch the others. Said our baby would inherit the throne. I bought every word. When I found out I was carrying twins, I couldn't stop shaking—I thought I'd won. But after I gave birth, he tossed me and the babies into the freezing wine cellar and locked the place down. "Lucy came from nothing. I just wanted to give her kid a name. You started rumors, pushed her into despair, and now she's dead—her and the baby. You're vile. Not fit to be the Don's wife. Think about what you've done. I'll open the door in three days." Then he had the butler seal it shut. What he didn't know? That night, the cellar caught fire. Me and my babies? Burned alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back—right before labor. This time, I'm not staying. Soon as I deliver and get back on my feet, I'm taking my kids and disappearing for good.

To cheer up their depressed adopted daughter, Ashley Reid, my parents don't dare to treat me nicely. They've even locked me in a pitch-black room more than 700 times, just to put a smile on her face. At first, they feel guilty toward me. But eventually, even my older brother, Liam Reid, who used to care for me the most, treats it like it's all perfectly reasonable. When Ashley's depression finally starts to ease, I work up the courage to kneel and beg them to seal off that room for good. But at her birthday party, simply because I'm wearing the only T-shirt I own, she starts tearing up and asks my parents if I don't like her. My parents and Liam rush to comfort her and, yet again, lock me away in that dark, endless room. "Summer, you're her elder sister. You have to be more considerate of her feelings." "If you hadn't insisted on wearing something so tacky for her birthday party, she wouldn't have gotten so upset." "You've gotten used to it after all these years, right? One more time won't matter to you." I curl up in the corner, gripping my hair, unable to say a word. Three days later, they finally let me out. They remind me not to upset Ashley again. But I just stare at them blankly. "Sorry, who are you?"

Ryder, Alex, and Logan, three incredibly attractive and wealthy billionaires, were known for their playboy reputation and their ability to get whatever they desired. Bella and Ryder had been friends since childhood, thanks to their parents' long-lasting friendship. Ryder, the leader of the mafia, had always been a "one and done" kind of guy, never believing in serious relationships. However, there was an undeniable chemistry between him and Bella. One night, their relationship took a passionate turn, and everything changed between them. Now, they faced a dilemma: should they confess their true feelings for each other or pretend to be friends with benefits, keeping their emotions at bay? Alex, the mafia boss, found himself forced into a contract marriage by his father in order to seal a business deal. He didn't have any affection for his bride, as the marriage was completely against his will. However, when he saw her for the first time, he couldn't deny her attractiveness. Soon, she discovered the truth behind their marriage and decided to leave him, despite being pregnant with his child. Will Alex let down his guard and accept his true feelings for her, or will he continue to resist? Logan, the powerful don, encountered a captivating woman who instantly rejected his advances. Never used to being turned down, Logan made it his mission to make her his, using any means necessary. But will he play fair in his pursuit of her, or will he resort to underhanded tactics to win her over? Find out in the story with lots of BDSM scenes which will make you feel the heat.

My wife, Vivian Lane, is the wealthiest woman. Her assistant had made it clear he had three "do-not-disturb" rules: no messages after work, no calls on weekends, and absolutely no contact when he was in a bad mood. Because of this, the company lost a major deal—one worth over a hundred million. Yet the assistant looked completely unbothered. "Sorry, I had no idea one phone call could make such a difference. If something goes wrong and I have to be the one to take the blame, fine—I'm just another cog in the machine." My wife snapped, "Who said anything about blaming you? You did exactly what you were told." She shot me a look of pure irritation. "You take the profits from the project, and when things fall apart, you dump it on the regular employees? Is that how you run a business? If your company folds over something this small, it just proves you're not fit to be in charge." It suddenly clicked, and I let out a quiet laugh. So she thought this project belonged to my company? I didn't bother correcting her. To be honest, I couldn't really hold it against her—after all, it wasn't my company going under.

To "fix" Leonard Rinehart's oh-so-tragic depression, Naomi Gaffron—yeah, the same girl who once swore she'd only ever marry me—secretly tied the knot with him. So I gave in. Played along with the family's little matchmaking stunt. Married Aurelia Spencer—Brieton City's golden girl who'd been obsessed with me since forever. For seven years, she clung to me like I was oxygen. Every night, curled up like she'd break if I moved. I thought that was happiness. Then one night, I caught her whispering to her best friend: "Leonard's already got international awards. When are you dumping Leone?" "Whatever—I'm stuck with someone I don't love anyway. Doesn't matter who I married. Someone's gotta keep an eye on Leone so he doesn't screw up everything Leonard built." I checked her study. Found a hidden folder—over 100,000 photos of Leonard. A hundred unsent love letters. Even I couldn't fake it anymore. Bought a silicone dummy. Laid out the plan. The fire would be step one. Dead or alive—we're done.

Blood... it's bleeding," I cried out in pain, tears welling in my eyes as I looked down at where our bodies joined. His cock was halfway inside my pussy now, slick with my blood and juices. "That's normal for a virgin," he said, his voice husky. "Just breathe, sweetheart. The pain will turn to pleasure soon." He started to move slowly, pulling out a bit before thrusting back in, his cock was stretching my pussy walls. Each thrust sent waves of discomfort, but gradually, the pain subsided and it was replaced by a strange fullness that made my body tingle. ***************** Desperate and broke, college student Annabel fights to save her twin brother's life, his heart transplant costs five hundred thousand dollars and time is running out. Working double shifts as a hotel server, she and her twin brother were abandoned by their father in the orphanage two months after their mother died to start a new family. He also stole the inheritance their mother left behind for them. But when a reckless outburst leads to a chance encounter with Richard Anderson, American richest billionaire, her world flips upside down. He offers her the money for her brother's surgery, but in exchange, she will have sex with him for one night.

Introduction A year ago, I had my eyes on the winning prize in the arena - a rare red gemstone, and wanted to win it back as the mating ring with my Alpha mate Damien. Just as I was about to claim victory and take the prize, Damien's secretary Celia stepped forward to challenge me. Damien laughed helplessly. "Young girls love these shiny things. As the Luna of our pack, you should be generous and let her have them, okay?" I refused outright and defeated her. That day, Celia ran off the platform crying. I proudly showed Damien my prize. He kissed my forehead helplessly. "My stubborn little wildcat." After our mating ceremony, he claimed me night after night for a whole year, in every way imaginable, never giving me a moment's rest. But one year later, I received an invitation to a private combat arena. Videos and photos of me beneath Damien, my eyes hazy with desire, were brazenly displayed as the victor's prize. Damien had his arm around Celia's waist. "Don't you love fighting? There are over a hundred people here. I'll have them challenge you one by one. Whoever wins gets a sex tape of you and me. A whole year's worth."

Fiona Sasuke, a typical student that only wants her parent's time, got into a "game" wherein her enemies and her school started it. It is not a typical game because life was on the line. You lose and you'll die. In this game, she was with Gio Leonel, the president of their class. He was brave and strong. His strength and intelligence will be their ace in this so-called game. Will they make it out alive? Welcome to the 'Game of Death', where life is what you will be betting and your life will be your prize.

Mia Minton's world crumbles when her mother marries Lord Victor Hawthorne, a ruthless Alpha. Now, she's trapped in a mansion with four dominant step brothers,Aiden, Liam, Zander, and Matthew. Drawn into their dangerous lives, Mia uncovers ancient secrets and forbidden desires. But with enemies lurking and her heart torn between them, Mia must discover her true strength and solve the complex bond forming with her stepbrothers, or risk losing everything.

Elena returns to the life she once escaped not as a wife but as a woman rebuilt by loss and resilience. Working again under her powerful CEO ex husband, she is forced to confront a past shaped by love, betrayal, and ambition. As buried truths surface and old emotions threaten to resurface, Elena must decide whether some doors deserve to be reopened or permanently closed. In a world where power once silenced her, she now holds the strength to choose herself.