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Hello, Ex! I Finally Found My Worth!

They say Love is blind, but no one is ever truly blind in love. We see everything; we just choose to ignore them because we're scared to move on or start afresh. Twenty-eight years old, Emma Winters has her dreams clearly defined. To have a loving family, a beautiful home, and a stable, fulfilling life. Not only do those dreams come crumbling down when her husband hands her divorce papers just when she tells him she's pregnant, but her pride and dignity are questioned when Jake announces that Emma was unfaithful to him. Emma loses hope in everything she believes in. However, hope comes to her when the enigmatic billionaire Alexander Sterling offers her a way out: A contract marriage to him. Will Emma accept this way out of her predicament even when this savior is none other than her ex-husband's uncle? What happens when she accepts the contract and is only chased back by her ex? Will she return to her once lover, or will she accept her growing feelings for her contract husband? Find out as we unravel Emma's story together! *****Excerpt******** “Why would you help when I was put in this mess by my own husband?” Emma cut in, now crying. “Because your husband is my nephew, and not only do I want to salvage the situation my nephew put you in, I want to escape his plot,” Alex said, and Emma’s heart stopped for a moment, a cold chill running down her spine as she replayed the words in her head. Nephew? His nephew? Jake was this man's... Alex's nephew? She mused, and then the realization of what that meant dawned on her like a crashing wave, knocking the breath from her lungs. Her eyes widened as she stared at him, the shock evident on her face. “Your nephew? You’re Alex Sterling, Jake's uncle?” she asked, unable to believe it herself. Alex nodded, his expression unchanged. “Yes. I'm his uncle,” Alex confirmed, and Emma shook her head.
BabyAngel2 · 136K Views

Hello, Mr Li

"You're crazy. But I love you" He said to her. ** She swore to never have anything to do with Socialites again. They were all backstabbing bastards and womanizers. She also found it difficult to believe that anyone was actually going to love her for who she truly was... Well, until Muchen came into the picture. He got attracted to her the very first time he saw her two years ago. It was the first time he saw a girl looking like a gangster. She had even beat up his cousin's bodyguards in front of him. And for the first time also, he allowed someone bully his dear cousin. After cunningly have her work for him two years later, she pretended like it was their first meeting since she didn't want her employer to see her as troublesome. 'This is going to be fun' He thought. The more he knew her, the more he got curious about her. But Sara didn't want anyone to ever find out about her past. Especially Mr Li. ** "Mr Li. I think...I know you like me and I'm kind of flattered that you do. But I... I don't like you that way" Sara tried to convince Li Muchen and herself. She had to put a boundary between them now before things become more complicated. He looked at her with an unreadable expression and took a step closer to her. "Its either you don't know it yet, or you know it but you're pretending. You do like me that way" He said in a low voice. "Mister... Mister Li. You are my employer" She tried to focus as she couldn't stand his gaze. "So should I fire you?" He asked. "I didn't say that." She panicked. "What I am saying is.. is.." She stuttered "Heya is like a sister to me. Which makes you like a brother to me" Muchen moved even closer to her and smiled. "You are getting something wrong Sara Wang. I..only have...one sister" And with that said, he covered the remaining distance between them and locked his lips with hers. It was soft, it was gentle. Sara's breath stopped. So did Muchen's. He had not actually intended to do that. Sara's stomach tightened. Her heart raced. She really couldn't process what was going on right now. He pulled away slightly to gauge her reaction. Her eyes were wide open but her focus was on his face. He smiled at her and was gradually lifting his head when he felt her soft hands which had been by her side, around his neck. He was startled when he felt her pull him back towards her. This time, She initiated the kiss. Me: Probably a sisterly kiss..lol Sara Wang is never going to be Li Muchen's sister. *** NOTE: This is a light drama. No rape or too many unclear misunderstanding. It is simple and straight to the point EXTRA NOTE: THE NOVEL IS NOW COMPLETED AND WOULD BE RE-EDITED. PLEASE BEAR WITH THE MISTAKES YOU'LL FIND! The sequel is currently ongoing so add it to your library! Hello, Mr Li: The Christmas trip. https://dynamic.webnovel.com/book/14776018406659805?utm_source=writerShare&utm_campaign=4303567347 THANKS :-) DISCLAIMER: Cover photo isn't mine. I am willing to take it down if the owner wants me to. ♡♡
ThatAmazingGirl · 5.5M Views

Virgil’s Kitten

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”
KyrieUzumaki · 9.7K Views

The Kitten I Picked Up is a Cold CEO

Luo Li picked up a kitten. One night, she witnessed the tiny kitten in her arms transform into an aloof and stunningly beautiful woman, who turns out to be none other than her company's new director, Lu Cixue. Veteran employees had warned Luo Li that Director Lu was unapproachable, cold as ice, and had a terrible temper—someone she should avoid at all costs. Unfortunately, on her first day at work, Luo Li accidentally spilled coffee on Director Lu's expensive suit jacket... However, in her kitten form, Lu Cixue is clingy and jealous, a stark contrast to her indifferent attitude in human form. As a kitten, she regularly scratches at Luo Li’s door, demanding attention. Whenever she sees Luo Li interacting with others or other cats, she becomes possessive and resorts to biting and scratching. Why does she get to be cold and demanding at work, yet act cute and get away with anything at home? Luo Li wants to have her own life and a sweet romance—how can she possibly achieve that under these circumstances? Determined, she decides to quit her job, move out, and find a new partner, all in one go. Just as she makes plans to go on a movie date with her new crush, the doorbell rings. Luo Li opens the door, only to be stunned by the sight of a tiny, soaking wet kitten shivering pitifully at her doorstep, as if it had suffered the world's greatest injustice. The poor little thing transforms back into a woman right in her living room, her eyes reddened as she tugs at Luo Li’s sleeve, her gaze a mix of sorrow and obsession. “Luo Li, are you abandoning me again?” [Please note: The cover is AI-generated and does not depict elements from the story] [This novel is translated, 5 chapters / day, CT: 贰月始一]
Ov4096 · 71.5K Views

Ensnared in the Shadow

Donovan Carver tugged at the collar of his crisp, white linen shirt as he surveyed the scene before him. Anchored just off the coast, his friend Encore's lavish yacht was the epitome of opulence - a floating palace complete with a full bar, dance floor, and more beautiful women than one man could possibly hope to entertain. As the CEO of a multi-billion dollar tech empire, Donovan was no stranger to such extravagant affairs. But tonight, his mind was not on business deals or his criminal exploits as the head of the most powerful crime syndicate on the East Coast. No, his attention was solely focused on the vision of the woman who had just emerged from below deck. She was unlike any woman he had ever encountered - tall, with skin the color of rich mahogany and eyes that burned with an intensity that made his pulse quicken. Her thick, dark curls tumbled over her shoulders and her full lips were painted a deep crimson. There was a fire in her, a spiritedness that called to him in a way he couldn't quite explain. Donovan felt a primal stirring within him as he watched her scan the room, her gaze settling on him for the briefest of moments before moving on. There was a fire in her, a spiritedness that called to him. He had to know her, had to possess her. With a casual nod to his right-hand man, Donovan downed the last of his scotch and set off to make his move. No one denied Donovan Carver what he wanted - and he wanted this woman, body Anne soul
Little_Kitten_8947 · 1.9K Views
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