Can You Have Brats While Pregnant

Everything that happens or fails to happen is fated to be, and Nicole's story is no exception or ... is it? Nicole's world is shattered when she caught Clark, her boyfriend cheating on her on what was supposed to be their fifth anniversary. Heartbroken, she moves in with her best friend. Meanwhile, Clark, a vindictive fellow, angry with Nicole for moving out, and desperate to have her back, launches an attack on Nicole. The plot goes sideways, and a drugged Nicole ends up with Leonard Richardson Litt instead. This turn out of event changes the lives of everyone involved in ways they never thought was possible.

Alpha Eryx has waited his whole life to hear the second heartbeat... the unmistakable sign that his heir has finally been conceived. This heartbeat isn’t something just anyone can sense. Only Alphas from rare bloodline can hear it, and only when the heir is their own. So when Eryx finally hears it, he’s overjoyed. His legacy has begun. But what he doesn’t know is that the child isn’t growing inside his Luna, Morgana. The real mother is Morgana’s virgin servant, an innocent girl who has never been touched, and who is now terrified and confused by a pregnancy she can’t explain. She doesn’t know how it happened or whose child it is. It all began when Eryx, after many failed attempts to conceive naturally, suggested insemination. Morgana agreed, but she didn’t allow the doctors to go through with it. But Somehow, the procedure still happened… and was done to the wrong woman. Now, as the truth begins to surface, Morgana panics. Desperate to keep her position as Luna and find the real mother, and make her abort the pregnancy, she starts searching_ unaware that the girl she’s looking for is right under her nose. When she can’t find her in time, Morgana makes a dangerous choice. She fakes her own pregnancy and tries to present another man’s baby as Eryx’s heir, desperate to confuse him before his suspicions deepen.

I fell in love at first sight. He was everything I imagined. But he belonged to a world where girls like me don’t exist as the heir of an old money clan. I guess I’m just a dreamer. We fell in love like magic... but it was love sitting on a ticking time bomb. What was I thinking? He betrayed me. He took my fairy tale and turned it into something cruel. But I won’t remain the girl he left behind. This time, I’ll play his game and use his love against him. I’ve returned to shake every foundation of the old wealth he hides behind. I’m no longer soft. I’m the fire he lit and now I burn with purpose

Sana never imagined that one drunken mistake would drag her into a world of scandals, secrets, and heartbreak. Juggling a messy fallout with a rising actor and a demanding job under a brutally handsome billionaire boss, she’s doing her best to keep it together — until Noah walks in: warm smile, wicked charm, and eyes that see straight through her chaos. One is her boss. One might be her safe place. But love? That’s off the table. She’s told herself again and again — she can’t fall. Not for power, not for charm, not for anyone. But what happens when the lines blur, hearts misbehave, and the internet has its own version of the story? A storm is coming — and Sana’s right in the eye of it. Read to explore Have an amazing day! -AlienMonster

On Children’s Day, the bell rang for celebration. By noon, it rang for the dead. Trapped in a school crawling with monsters—some undead, some hiding among them—Win, a cold genius, must lead a group of survivors through blood, betrayal, and heartbreak. In a world where love feels like weakness and survival demands sacrifice… Can you survive Class Z?

Lena Kowalski and Ethan Reyes, the two of the best elite agents of the espionage industry stumble upon each other while fulfilling their dirty work. Each working against each other, trying to ruin each other's reputation. As their missions take unexpected turns, they realize that their rivalry may not be the biggest danger they face. Because in their line of work, trust is a weakness, and the only rule that matters is "Kill or Be Killed".

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

Reborn as the doomed youngest son of House Valenhart, I’ll save my family, dodge death flags—and face the prince who once ended my life.

In a world where power is bought, sold, and stolen, one man redefines the rules—by making people believe him. Not with magic. Not with force. With something far more dangerous: conviction. He's already dead. He says so. And he lives every second like it's extra credit on his legacy. From corrupt cities to global syndicates, from hackers to heiresses, from killers to kings—everyone has something to lose. And when he speaks, they listen. Because deep down, they already agree with him. And that's when it begins.

They say that the natural elements are the strongest .......... BUT I don't think so ............ I believe that the person who can control it all is the only almighty the strongest .......................

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

Synopsis "Do you think I need you that much? I married you just because I wanted your blood," Kenny said as he put his signature on the divorce papers. "Mr.Kenny, I don't need your money or your house," Natasha said as she tried to hide the emotions on her face. Kenny has no other way of protecting the person he loves the most than divorcing her. Natasha, Kenny's girlfriend, is poisoned, and he needs to find an antidote before the poison starts to act up. Kenny has to marry Sophia, the girl he hates, so that he can get the antidote from a mysterious man. Will he be able to save Natasha? Will they get back together? Will they be able to win against the forces that are trying to break them apart?

Manuel is the type of person you’d overlook—a quiet, introverted teenager who rarely talks and prefers to stay out of the spotlight. But what people don’t know is that behind his silence, he’s building something they could never imagine. It all begins when Manuel befriends an advanced AI—a public technology, not his secret—but their bond quickly changes his life forever. With his AI friend by his side, Manuel uncovers hidden systems, cracks digital markets, and starts playing games no one else can see. Step by step, he secretly amasses wealth, influence, and power—while everyone else still thinks he’s just the quiet boy in the corner. But in a world where secrets control everything, how long can you hide the truth? Manuel’s quiet rise to becoming a zillionaire is no fairy tale. Rivals are watching. Friends may turn. And sometimes, the biggest danger comes from those who already know the truth. Can you really trust anyone? Can you really keep a secret?

ZANE, CAN YOU HEAR ME? Lena survived the accident. But she hasn’t spoken a word since. Paralyzed and silenced in a hospital room that still echoes with his absence, she clutches the only thing they didn’t take from her: his phone. And inside it — a voice message. “If anything ever happens to me, Lena, I need you to—” That’s where it ends. But for Lena, it’s where everything begins. As Zane’s voice returns in fragments, so do the memories: the first time they met, the love they built from ruins, and the future they almost had. A future stolen in one rain-soaked moment. But what was Zane trying to tell her? And why does it feel like he knew something she didn’t? Told in aching prose and shifting memory, Zane, Can You Hear Me? is a haunting story of love that refuses to die, grief that refuses to be silenced, and a girl who refuses to forget. *** For readers who love tracing the kind of heartbreak that lingers, grief that breathes too loud, and stories that hurt in all the right places, enough to make the person bleed aloud — ZANE, CAN YOU HEAR ME? is a haunting journey into love, memory, and the silence left behind. This book is a rip into heartbreak at its most human, most fragile, and most unforgettable of forms.

“Is love about who made your heart race… or who knew when to step back so it could keep beating?” Silas loved her in secret, in sacrifice. Caelum loves her in presence, in patience. And she— She stands at the heart of it all, carrying a love shaped by memory and promise, torn between what was, and what dares to be. Not every heart chooses loudly. Some stay. Some let go. But in the end, she must ask not just who loves her— but who walks beside her when the storm comes. As ancient vows awaken and forgotten missions collide, Lhady must confront not only who she loves… but why. Is it the comfort of a future built slowly and safely? Or the echo of a past carved in sacrifice? In the end, Have You Someone to Protect? is not just a question of loyalty—it’s a question of love, identity, and the burdens we carry for those we dare to keep close. And whom does she, in turn, choose to protect?

Chase C. Miller adalah seorang aktor dengan mata ungu yang bersinar dingin yang dapat dengan hebat mengambil hati seseorang dan kecantikan yang menarik perhatian semua orang. Setelah menghabiskan malam yang panas bersamanya, Josh tercetak di belakang telinganya dan sekarang dia memiliki rahasia yang tidak boleh ditemukan. Tidak lain adalah fakta bahwa dia mengandung anak Chase! Beberapa tahun kemudian, Josh, yang kembali dipekerjakan sebagai pengawalnya, merasa heran dengan karakternya yang buruk. Meskipun demikian, setiap kali mereka bertemu mata dan berdiri berdekatan, Josh tampaknya tidak dapat menghentikan jantungnya yang berdetak lebih cepat. “Ups, kamu baik-baik saja?” “Dasar bajingan, beraninya kamu—” “Ya, entah bagaimana aku berani menyentuh penis klienku. Aku sungguh-sungguh minta maaf.” TRANSLATE TIDAK 100% BENAR N) MAU JOIN CHANNEL TELEGRAM? CEK BIO~

A walk in the woods. A smiling brother. A wrong turn. Some places don’t let you leave. And some things wear familiar faces.

Maya thought she had buried the past. Rafael disappeared five years ago, leaving her pregnant and alone. She raised Leo herself, through every fever, every first word, every night he asked where “Daddy” was. Then one glance in the park changes everything. Rafael returns—not for Maya, not even to make peace—but to confess something that shakes the ground beneath her: Leo might not be his son. As letters from Maya’s late sister begin to resurface, secrets buried deep threaten to unravel everything Maya built. And when Jason—the man Maya swore never to see again—sends a message, the truth turns into a weapon. Now two men claim a right to the child. But only one holds the truth. In a story of betrayal, forgiveness, and the love that survives the wreckage, Maya must choose between rewriting the past—or protecting her future. Because sometimes, love isn’t how far your arms can reach. It’s how much you're willing to lose to hold on. ---

“I thought it was love. He thought it was just one night.” Lin Anqi is an orphaned Omega living a quiet life—juggling school and part-time jobs. Shen Jinyuan—the cold, rich Alpha with a perfect face, a bad attitude, and no time for classmates like Anqi. Until one rainy night. When fate—and heat—pulls them together under a single umbrella, instinct takes over. Jinyuan spends the night in Anqi’s tiny apartment… and in his arms. To Anqi, it meant everything. But the next day in class, Jinyuan acts like nothing happened. Like Anqi was no one. Weeks later, Anqi finds himself staring at a pregnancy test… and two pink lines. Now, he’s a pregnant teenage Omega. Alone. In uniform. What happens when the Alpha who ignored him finds out he’s the father? Will this heartbreak turn into love—or destroy them both?

Among all the artificers, who can match me in terms of creativity? I just wanted to earn some credits, why do I own half of the universe?

All Kin's Riven inherited was a scale. No sword, no spellbook, no ancient bloodline magic just a tarnished relic from a dead father and a crumbling noble house. In a world where mana defines power and legacy means everything, Kael has neither. Broke, forgotten, and drunk in the ruins of his family’s estate, Kael does the one thing no one else dared: he offers the scale his life. And the scale accepts. Transported back to the night his father died, Kin's awakens in his twelve-year-old body armed with nothing but bitter memories and access to a forbidden Dimensional Marketplace that trades across worlds, timelines, and realities. This time, he won’t beg for power. He’ll buy it. Every spell. Every secret. Every weapon he needs to rewrite history and bankrupt the bastards who took everything from him. In a world built on mana..

Lin Yunfeng screwed up. Big time. One mistake. That’s all it was. A stupid, drunken mistake. So why the hell was Ren Muchen chasing him down a creepy-ass abandoned hallway like a maniac?! "You slept with me and ran? Fine! Let’s see how long you last!" Uh, yeah. No thanks. Yunfeng ran faster, heart pounding—until he skidded to a stop. Right in front of a half-rotten zombie. "Oh, come on!" Before he could even process his impending doom, the thing lunged. His life flashed before his eyes. Then—WHACK. A massive axe took the zombie’s head clean off. And just like that, Muchen was grabbing his collar, hauling him up like a ragdoll. "You’re not dying," Muchen said, looking way too smug for someone who just saved his life. "Not today. Not anytime soon." Yunfeng barely got his breath back before Muchen dropped the biggest bomb ever. "Because we’re having a baby." Wait. What?! Yunfeng clutched his stomach. "H-How do you know?!" "You KNEW?!" Muchen shook him like a damn rattle. "And you still ran? Take responsibility, you bastard! We made a life!" Well. Shit. There was officially no running from this.

Isaiah's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. “You’ll be mine Aurélia,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You won't escape me, my little pony.” Before I could react, Isaiah pulled me close, his hand wrapping around my waist. His lips crashed onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all consuming a French kiss that left me breathless. I hated Isaiah for his arrogance, but his bad boy charm was undeniable. His touch ignited a fire within me, drawing me into his web of desire. I couldn't resist his romance no matter how hard I tried. Isaiah's eyes seemed to melt my resolve, his words touching my heart. “I fell for you at first sight,” he whispered. “Your eyes, your beauty, your kindness... you're mine Aurélia.” His possessiveness should have scared me, but instead, it sent a thrill through my veins. “You won't be able to run away from me,” Isaiah whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ll always be mine.” I knew I should resist, but his touch was addictive. I couldn't deny the sparks flying between us, or the way my heart skipped a beat when he held me close.

On an ordinary night in 2030, Shirou Fukushima never expected his life to change. After a late shift at work, he finds a mysterious woman unconscious beneath a lamppost-someone who seems oddly familiar, yet entirely unknown. Driven by concern, he brings her to safety, only to discover she has no memory of why she was there... or how she got there. As they begin to coexist under one roof, a quiet connection blossoms. But strange coincidences, buried memories, and growing questions threaten the calm. Why does destiny seem to pull them closer with every passing day? Sometimes, a single encounter is all it takes to unravel a hidden truth.

Her boyfriend Amory Ellison was incapable of substantive love, or so Nicole thought. In truth, the faculty of romantic obsession is amply present in Amory, except that obsession, along with jealousy born of it, Amory bestowed on his childhood love Stella Kings.