Champagne Confetti

Title: "The Forgotten Heiress: Rules of Rebirth" When Sang Ning blinked awake in a rural farmhouse, the 21st century gained its most anachronistic socialite. The former crown jewel of Ming Dynasty aristocracy—trained from birth to command households and outmaneuver concubines—now found herself reborn as Nan Group's long-lost heiress. Her "sister"? A champagne-drenched fraud waving a Stanford diploma. "Your honors thesis plagiarizes 14th-century embroidery manuals," Sang Ning remarked over afternoon tea, her hanfu sleeves fluttering like war banners. The Nans soon learned bloodlines matter: This "peasant girl" restored ancestral shrines in a week, turned board meetings into imperial courts, and made their five-star chefs kneel when serving shark fin soup. Meanwhile, Beijing's most notorious heir was breaking his own rules. Jason He, whose Lamborghini collisions made tabloid gold, found himself obsessed with teaching modern customs to the time-traveling noblewoman: "Handshakes require... seven seconds of eye contact." His thumb stroked her pulse point. "Corporate dinners mandate... partner dancing." His grip slid lower at the waltz's crescendo. When she pressed a jade hairpin to his throat after an attempted goodnight kiss, the billionaire playboy grinned through bleeding lips: "Careful, princess. In this era, drawing blood means signing marriage contracts." In a world of silicon valley and silicon fillers, a queen from China's golden age is rewriting the rules of power—and passion.

Three days before the engagement, Richard Vanderwoodsen abandoned Windsor Luna and flew to Paris, merely to comfort his "depressed" mistress. That night, the proudest rose of Manhattan got drunk at a top - notch bar. She stopped a passing financial tycoon and said, "Mr. Black, how about getting engaged to me?" The entire upper - class society in New York knew that Richard was the Achilles' heel of Miss Windsor. When everyone was waiting for this socialite to bow her head and admit her mistake, she quietly signed a prenuptial agreement and became Leonardo Black's legal wife. When they met again, the once arrogant young master Vanderwoodsen had lost his family inheritance rights. He cornered Luna on the terrace of a charity dinner, his voice hoarse. "I regret it. Give me another..." Before he could finish, a hand with distinct knuckles had already wrapped around Luna's waist. Leonardo swirled the champagne glass in his hand, his ice - blue eyes glinting with cold light. "Sorry, my wife is allergic to cheap perfume - especially the kind stained with someone else's tears."

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

23.03.XXXX YES! I got into my dream college! Mom surprised me with cake and confetti.> 30.03.XXXX Been a week already ! finals are such a headace Wish it would it be done already ,I have been eyeing The blue dress for a while now , should I just get it? 06,04.XXXX Finally, a decent horror movie! Jes nearly Threw up at the gore...Worth it. 24.04XXXX Mom's been acting off lately.Maybe it's just because the anniversary is coming up.... I'll make her favorite breakfast tommrow. 09.05.XXXX OH MY GOD! Mom got me a ticket to JAPAN!! I've been dreaming of this trip forever!! I leave next month! 06.06.XXXX JAPAN, HERE I COME! ??.??.XXXX ...Where am i?

Hyorin never believed in love at first sight, until that fateful night by the Seine. She came to Paris for her best friend’s birthday, expecting nothing more than laughter, champagne, and the city’s enchanting glow. But as she wandered alone by the river, she met him, a mysterious man in a hoodie, his presence as haunting as it was mesmerizing. Their conversation was brief, their connection inexplicable, yet something about him lingered in her heart long after he disappeared into the night. For two years, she held onto that fleeting moment, hoping, perhaps foolishly... that fate would let their paths cross again. But time passed, and he remained nothing more than a beautiful mystery. Until he returned. But this time, it wasn’t just another chance encounter, it was the beginning of chaos. The man who once felt like a dream was now turning her reality upside down, pulling her into a whirlwind of secrets, danger, and emotions she never saw coming. And yet, in the midst of it all, an unexpected love story began... one that would either heal her or completely break her. Because some people are meant to be found again… even if it means losing everything else in the process.

21 century Wall Street financial analyst Victoria Clarke travels to the American South in 1861 in a car accident and becomes the infamous widow Eleanor Van der Lyn-a serpentine woman recorded in history as having been “hanged by the neck on the eve of the inauguration of Abraham Lincoln for treason”. Lincoln on the eve of his inauguration for treason”. She looks in the mirror at her original character's flaming lips and waist, and sneers, “A villain? No, I'll make both the North and South kneel and tremble under my skirt!” Clutching the mysterious diary left behind by the original owner in her left hand (which records the dirty dealings between the Southern aristocrats and the Northern politicians), and carrying the three mysterious “adopted sons” in her right hand (which are actually the artificial war machines in the Southern secret laboratories), Eleanor kicked away Alexander Hawthorne, the plantation owner who tries to control her by marriage, and threw the champagne into her hand, and then kicked her out of the room. Hawthorne, who pours champagne on a slave-state legislator's marriage agreement: “I have only two rules for parenting: teach my children to level slave estates with dynamite, and teach them to turn Northern generals with love letters.” --When the New York Times ridiculed her as a “slut stirring up the war through nepotism,” she took her adopted children to burn cotton fields live and force Lincoln to sign the Early Emancipation Proclamation; when Northern spies kidnapped her children, she backhandedly exposed the gold smuggling chain between General Grant and the Bank of the South, which was featured in the Washington Post. When Northern spies kidnapped her children, she backhandedly exposed the gold smuggling chain between General Grant and the Bank of the South, making headlines in the Washington Post: “Thanks to the arms sent by the enemy, I am now the first female arms dealer and interim Secretary of State of the United States of America.

"You are a coward, Lillian Offspring..." She muttered to herself with a champagne glass in hand. Lillian Offspring was the creator of "Virgin's Trial." On the night of the pre-launch, the company had a celebration. The entire game developing department felt relieved the grueling period was finally over. Everyone except Lillian... She was in her mid-30s, and this game was her lifeline. Instead of happy, she just felt down and lonely... After leaving the party drunk-as-a-skunk, she bumps into a random male stranger in front of a love hotel. Lillian takes the opportunity to be reckless--for once--and enters the love hotel with the man. As she's waiting on the cheap rose petaled bed, the excitement got the best of her, and tragically... she died... Only to wake up in her own masterfully, Smutt-worthy, romance game; "Virgin's Trial."

**Ye Xuan** was the type of man you wouldn’t spare a second glance at. Not particularly rich, not particularly poor. Not exceptionally talented, but not a failure either. He lived his life quietly, always staying in the background—except when it came to **Su Mengyao**, the school flower. She was elegant, dazzling, and untouchable—the kind of girl **men dreamed of** but never had a chance with. Ye Xuan knew it too—he never expected anything from her. But still, she kept him close. Whenever she needed help with studies, she would call him. When she was feeling down, she would chat with him late into the night. She **never accepted him**—but she never **pushed him away either. He wasn’t her boyfriend. But he wasn’t just a friend, either. Then one day, reality crushed him. At a private banquet for the elites, he stood in the crowd, watching as Su Mengyao **wrapped her arms around another man’s arm—Lin Tianyi**, the young master of the Lin family. His family was wealthy beyond imagination, with connections that stretched across the entire city. As the champagne flowed and laughter echoed, Su Mengyao leaned close to Lin Tianyi and whispered something in his ear. Then, as if remembering something amusing, she let out a soft chuckle. Ye Xuan’s phone buzzed. A message from **her**. **“Ye Xuan, thank you for always being there for me. You’re a really good guy. I hope we can still be friends. At that moment, he finally understood. He was just a **backup**. A spare. Someone she kept around for **when she was bored or lonely**, while she waited for a man with real power to claim her. That night, as the banquet raged on, Ye Xuan walked through the dark alleys of the city, his mind numb. It wasn’t just **Su Mengyao**—his job applications had been rejected, his landlord had kicked him out, and his so-called friends had stopped replying to his messages. With nothing left, he collapsed near a **street corner**, waiting for the night to swallow him whole. That was when **he met him**. A beggar sat against the wall, grinning at him with dark, hollow eyes. His presence felt ancient—**inhuman**. **“What a pitiful sight,”** the beggar chuckled. **“Thrown away, forgotten, left to rot. Do you want another chance, boy?”** Ye Xuan barely had the strength to lift his head. **"A chance for what?”** The beggar leaned in, his grin widening. **“A chance to take back everything. A chance to rise higher than all of them. But power has a price, boy. Are you willing to pay?”** Ye Xuan’s fingers curled into a fist. **“What do I need to do?”** The beggar whispered in his ear, and at that moment—**his fate was sealed.** **He could trade his lifespan to summon spirits of the dead. For every year sacrificed, he could call upon warriors, emperors, assassins, and geniuses long forgotten by time—and take their skills for himself. **But the more he used this power, the closer he stepped toward death.** With nothing left to lose, Ye Xuan made his first trade.

Damon Steele is a self-proclaimed superhero, notorious for his ridiculous weapon choices and a knack for getting caught up in the most absurd situations. When the villainous Laughing Phantom launches an attack on the city, Damon finds himself drenched in whipped cream and facing a more dangerous foe—his ex, Mira. A twisted and charming mastermind, Mira has returned with a plan to throw the city into chaos, but the real reason behind her actions is a secret she's been hiding: she's still in love with Damon. With his sarcastic sidekick, Lily Quinn, by his side, Damon navigates a series of wild and hilarious encounters with Mira, a giant rubber chicken, and inflatable ducks. As the battle for the city escalates, Damon must confront his own feelings for Mira while dealing with the growing tension between him and Lily. Amidst explosions of confetti, awkward romantic confessions, and a city on the brink of destruction, Damon discovers that saving the day might not be as important as finally choosing between the woman from his past and the one who's always had his back. Love and Laughter in the Chaos is a comedic rollercoaster of action, romance, and absurdity, proving that even the craziest battles can lead to a happy ending—or at least a pizza date.

"I swear I will make them pay with everything I have. I will use my very own blood to sign the documents that will end them if I must!” To Champagne Gold, life was always like a fast-moving truck with no brakes and a drunk driver, one she couldn't avoid. At the age of five, she lost her parents in a helicopter crash. Life after that was one problem to another but she held on... until her grandfather passed away as well. With his death came the loss of her position of CEO and her hard-earned shares. As if that was not enough, she was served with divorce papers and the revelation of her husband's adultery with her cousin. Dealt with one too many blows, Champagne sought to end it all. Perhaps she could be reincarnated or whisked away to another world like the books she read before, but that was not to be. Instead, a mysterious man entered her life. "Rather than escape like a coward, I can give you the power and resources to carry out your revenge. I have but one condition―marry me.” Champagne held her lips between her teeth and took the offer. However, just when she believed her new life was going smoothly, she found out another painful secret. One more painful than any she had discovered before. She had undergone a uterus removal procedure and she didn't even know it. Now Champagne is more determined than ever to get revenge on everyone who wronged her. She would do and give everything to make them pay for taking away something so precious from her.

Ethan Grayson has it all: a multi-billion-dollar company, a penthouse view, and a personality so charming it’s borderline unbearable. But after one too many dinner dates with women who talk more about his stock portfolio than their hobbies, Ethan decides he’s done with high society. His grand plan? Marry a “normal” woman who doesn’t care about his money. Simple, right? Enter Emily Carter, a bookshop employee who thinks a “luxury” is buying two cups of coffee in one day. She’s witty, stubborn, and entirely unimpressed when Ethan waltzes into her shop one afternoon, throwing around compliments like confetti. For Ethan, Emily is everything he’s looking for: genuine, grounded, and refreshingly immune to his usual charm. There’s just one tiny problem. Ethan’s arrogance is the size of his bank account, and Emily has no patience for egotistical billionaires—no matter how good their jawline is. As Ethan awkwardly tries to “woo” Emily in the most unromantic ways possible (think unsolicited business advice and overly generous tips), Emily starts to wonder if this handsome stranger might actually have a heart hidden under all that bravado. But when she discovers his real reason for pursuing her, all bets are off. Will Ethan learn to drop his ego long enough to win Emily’s trust? Or will Emily decide that some books are better left closed?

Teen romance? Office Romance? Enemy to lovers? nahhh... I present to you, PRISON ROMANCE! This story is an entry for Romance Carnival contest. Please send me PS, GT and gifts. Life was going perfectly for Jasmine Paxton. One day, she flew out to where her mother originally came from, expecting to be welcomed by a shower of rose petals and confetti. But instead, she was welcomed by the greatest surprise in her life. Jasmine, who was on a vacation -- nay, who faced the death penalty, was now imprisoned in a foreign prison, awaiting her verdict. In prison, she found out about her boyfriend's betrayal, making her hope for freedom seem like a dream. Jasmine accepted her fate and got used to life in prison, which soon changed her. Unexpectedly, her candle of hope for freedom lit up, not from the help from the outside, but from the inside of the prison wall. And one of that came from Felix He, whom she mistook as her handsome ex-boss's secret boyfriend and the first person that put the cuffs on her! ***** This story is fictional. Instagram: aleeqac_books Tiktok: aleeqac_author Facebook: Aleeqa C Buy me a coffee! https://ko-fi.com/aleeqac

When a Protector makes a Choice and keeps it, the Mafia Prince is safe. The Mafia Prince (Choice) blends romance, action, and Mafia intrigue into one exciting story. The themes of secrets, betrayal, family, trust, love and sacrifice all contribute to an engaging and thought-provoking narrative about the lives of three gentlemen who lived undercover lives to protect one of them, who was the Mafia Prince and first son of Etharak. One set to be the Mafia King in a few years, another died protecting the identity of the true Mafia blood, Maxwell Daniel III.

Amara is a beautiful, charming girl who never imagined that her life could transit into the circle of wealthy people in a day. She was invited by her best friend, Teni, to attend her brother's birthday party one faithful day, and there she was opened to another world, a world of extravagance. Dennis, the billionaire birthday celebrant, was used to many ladies seeking his attention. As the champagne is being popped, a young lady walks in. He almost dropped the cup of glass he was holding. Amara didn't dress luxuriously as others but there is something about how she took her steps, the gaze of her eyes that Dennis couldn't resist. How did she get in here? Was the question in the mind, of Dennis. A few moments later, Dennis makes his findings to know who has brought the young lady to his birthday party. Through his patience and observation, he knew his sis brought her. Their paths later cross, and Dennis is left to battle the difference in their Social class. In a world where status is of priority, can two hearts from different worlds come together and beat as one? Billionaire’s Birthday Party is a heartwarming tale of love, trust, and breaking boundaries.

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own. We danced and laughed our way around Boston and had a night of crazy passion that no woman would ever forget. That was twelve months ago, and I haven’t heard from him—until today. I started a new job and met the CEO. You can imagine my surprise to see those naughty blue eyes dance with delight when he saw me across the mahogany desk. But I’m not that carefree girl anymore. My life has changed, I have responsibilities. I just got an email. He wants to see me in his office for a private meeting at 8:00 a.m. Naughty blue eyes have no place in the workplace. What kind of private meeting does he have in mind?

Her heels made a calculating thud as friction were applied. Few petals from the bouquet she brought fell off the ground as if they were confetti for grand celebration. Every eye focused on Einne with her grand entrance as they were all swoon with her sweet smile. Her hair brushed off with the wind as she elegantly motioned towards the man who was too paused while looking at her towards him. She wore knee-length white flowy dress which match her cheerful strides. She was beautiful being who is refreshing to look at that the crowd fix their gazes on her. She brought with her bouquet of red roses as if she happily received them from her lover. It was like a scene in a romantic drama, they were picturesque, the man and a woman intimately yearn with each other. The spectators nearby them took pictures and videos and post it on their social accounts. They were trending with that they with the hashtag #Onthespotproposal #Couplegoals. “I-,“Kent was interrupted with her hands. “Just 5 minutes.” She pleaded to him. “Happy anniversary to us.” She shoved him the bouquet in his hands. “I thank you for your sincere love. I thank you for the seven years you stayed with me,” “Einne.” He looked at her that he was about to cry. He holds back his tears, no one could compare the woman in front of her. She gave him all her love for the past 7 years too. She deserved to be loved and protected. She paused and looked at him. This time there was no warmth in her eyes. Her eyes were full of disgust and disappointment. “Let’s break up.” She pulled the ring in her finger and handed it to him. “Einne, I,” he was interrupted again. He too was surprised with the reversal of this event. “There will be no wedding. I already cancelled all the accommodations we already planned. I already throw the invitations, incinerate them to be exact.” “You don’t need to explain further. I gave you the liberty at your disposal. I hope we will not meet in the future. Congratulations Kent. You were free in my grasp. Goodbye.” Einne walked out with satisfaction. No more shedding of tears, no more pleading, no more revenge and schemes. Let’s keep the plot short and simple. Her life is already a major plot twist. With all the exaggerated events like lies, cheating and revenge, is not new to her. Why would a pessimist and monotone office girl like her stuck in an antagonist role? In a cliché romance novel where David and Carmen where the main character and she was the hated role? She will not waste her monotone life with this exaggerated and stuck in a novel which is she hated the most. “I need my life back!” she thought as she was done with this roleplaying. I was only organizing an inventory in the first place. What would happen to her salary if she missed her overtime loads?

Fleeing a scandal that rocks her world, Isabella Rosie trades her homeland for the intoxicating allure of a new city. But one champagne-soaked night of escape collides her with Alexander Gray—a billionaire as famous for his cold heart as his Midas touch. Sparks fly and tempers flare as these two wounded souls circle each other, unable to resist the magnetic pull between them. What starts as a battle of wills evolves into a dangerous dance of desire, each step revealing new layers of their guarded hearts. As Isabella and Alexander navigate a minefield of attraction and mistrust, they'll discover that their greatest challenge isn't conquering each other—it's facing the demons of their pasts. In a world where power and passion intertwine, can two people haunted by their histories find a future together? Or will the very secrets that brought them together ultimately tear them apart?

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.

She walked through the halls of the large hotel. Halls that had tons of memories. That was when it hit her, everything is connected... Eleven people. Eleven tales. One hotel. One story. In the heart of Summer Bay Island, lies the majestic Hotel Spring Day, known for its rich history and intriguing stories. It is widely believed that a visit to this hotel can have a profound impact on one's life, for better or for worse. According to local folklore, the ghost of a deceased customer haunts the premises after meeting a tragic end in one of the rooms. The blood-stained sheets and empty champagne bottles serve as a haunting reminder to exercise caution and discretion when venturing into unknown territories and to be mindful of the company one keeps. Those who take the time to gather around the bonfire will be treated to a series of captivating stories, each detailing the life-changing experiences of ordinary people who have visited the hotel.

Nova Hope was an Omega. An orphaned child found floating in a river by a pack who didn't care for her, she was bullied and abused for being an outsider and unable to shift. She spent every day an anxiety-filled wreck. One day, a group sent from the Werewolf King arrived to assess her pack, sending a dark and brooding Alpha into her midst. What she thought would be a death sentence from a champagne and coffee spill turned out to uncover more truths and secrets than she ever expected. ** "I swallowed deeply before making my way round the desk to the man that could only be described as the Alpha. He was dressed in black jeans and a blood red button shirt. His arms were large and tan, a hand clasped the arm of the sofa and the other awaited the drink on my tray. Stopping before him, I took a deep breath as I picked up his drink. The scent of him was intoxicating. So intoxicating, in fact, that when I got closer to hand him the coffee, my breath caught in my throat. All it took was the gentle brush of his finger against mine for my world to come crumbling down..."

Meet Scarlett, the sassy city girl with a Christofle gold spoon who's about to embark on a wild mission, courtesy of her overprotective brother, Edward. The task at hand? Sweet-talk the big-shot CEO of a construction company. Little did she know, it's all to keep her safe from a creep who's more obsessed with her than a cat with a laser pointer. Off she goes to the countryside, where she encounters Gab—a charming mechanic who helps her fix her pinky (that's a car, not her little finger, just to be clear). A single day in town leaves her in tears of distress, making her even more determined to meet and get the signature of the mysterious CEO. She was set for a ride more expensive than a unicorn on a yacht as secrets started to unfold one by one. But just when things start to look peachy, trouble storms in. When love collides with danger, and expensive secrets spill out like confetti at a billionaire's birthday party, will these two opposite souls find common ground? Buckle up for a hilarious roller coaster where romance meets danger, Gab fixes more than just cars, and Scarlett discovers that a small town can cost more than just the broken heel of her Christian Louboutin shoes.

Anya Montgomery, once a queen of designer heels and champagne brunches, now faces a reality as harsh as morning coffee. Thrust into the CEO seat of her father's ailing tech empire, her reckless past casts a long shadow, making investors warier than vultures at a buffet. But beneath the glittering surface, a new fire burns in Anya's eyes. Driven by love for her ailing father and a desperate need to right past wrongs, she embarks on a crash course in corporate warfare. Ethan, a brilliant colleague scarred by his own losses, becomes her unlikely ally, their contrasting strategies forging a formidable team. The boardroom becomes Anya's battleground, each investor meeting a high-stakes poker game. She swallows her pride, dances to the investors' tune, and fights tooth and nail to save her father's legacy. Yet, the ghosts of her past threaten to derail her at every turn, whispering doubts and fueling public scorn. As the pressure mounts, the line between fierce ambition and emotional burnout blurs. Anya grapples with the cost of redemption, her vulnerability exposed under Ethan's unwavering gaze. Can she reclaim her father's trust, the critics, and prove that the tigress within can roar not just with defiance, but with the fire of a true leader?

A werewolf who would stop at nothing to claim her… After enduring the torment of his first relationship, Caleb Silver, king of Ixoviya, was enraged to find that he indeed had a mate. When he finally came close to her, the rage within him soothed. But she was on her death-bed. Turned into a vampire, she is on the verge of rejecting her mate… Conditioned to hate the night creatures, Elize Walsh, ran away from her mate. She hated him like fiery pits of hell — until this man starts his slow and wicked games of dark desires. Will Elize succumb to the miseries of her past with him and reject him? Will Caleb be able to win her? Join me in this game of seduction and games of the Lore. --- She watched the sun set through the tinted glass, rays blazing over the water, setting it aflame. Elize looked dreamily at the sea and said, "This looks too beautiful to be real."  "No Liz," said Caleb. Elize turned her gaze to meet him, and he was... mesmerized. In a breathy voice, he said, "You are… surreal. Do you know when I saw you for the first time, I thought I had met an angel?"  Her cheeks became pink like the sky outside. A smile tugged her lips up as his sunstruck eyes held her gaze. "When I first saw you, I was done for my life. Your blond hair, those sharp curves— it all acted like a magnet." His heart thudded in its ribcage and his pulse raced. She took a sip of her wine with trembling hands without realizing that it wasn't blood.  "And that instant I knew you were my mate. And that instant I knew that I could die looking at you."  There was so much intensity in his words that Elize's heart raced for this beautiful man. She wanted to go to him and place a kiss on his lips. Her flute shook on its way to her lips. She drained it absentmindedly and her head became dizzy immediately. Caleb came to her side the next instant. He took the glass from her and placed it on the table. Stroking her back softly, he apologized to her for giving her the champagne. She coughed a little and some tears poured out in response when she felt the burn of the wine in the back of her throat. But Caleb had paled so much by that time that she couldn't help giggling. "Since you didn't remember, it is your punishment that you drink the entire bottle of wine and then next."  ---- Book cover by Micehellwd. Copyrights belong to me. Other books in the series are: Feral Confessions: Adrianna and the Alpha (complete) The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince (complete) Ileus: The Dark Prince (ongoing)

Billionaire Desire No man could ever make her weak, with a strict yet passionate bringing up she made sure to keep her hard façade up without letting any man ruin her chances of greatness. She got to where she is now because of her passion and determination and nothing could stand in her way. That was until she was sitting sipping from her glass of champagne one night at an event. She spotted the tall dark handsome man being introduced on the stage. Her lips just perched on the glass as she moved her eyes down his form. Noticing the light highlighting his body. The glasses looking sexy as they sat on his nose. Selene was about to ask her father who the man was but she didn't hear the murmur from her dad as her attention was fixated on the desirable man speaking out to the room with such passion and dominance. The man finished his speech and raised his glass up to the crowd gracing everyone with a dangerous smile that no doubt that all girls soaking their panties. "Delicious she whispers" her eyes never leaving the man as he saunters off the stage and down the steps. This book will contain some Sexual Scenes. Please only read if you're 18 and over.

‘I can have any woman that I want', Adonis walks close to Liliana and whispered into her ear, ‘What makes you so special?'. ‘The fact that you can't have me'. Liliana responded and spat into his glass of champagne. Prince Adonis smirked and placed the glass on the waiter's tray....his decision was finally made, he was going to marry her.

Tunde a real yoruba demon and also a flirt and a womanizer is being given three months ultimatum by his parents to get married or risk losing his inheritance. when the time he was given was getting close and he was yet to get a wife, he had to marry the woman his mother found for him; Sophia. They both met and decided to agree to their parents wish and get married but they will be divorced after a year, by then Tunde would have taken over the chairmanship of his father's company. But what they didn't know was that this was going to be the longest year ever for both of them as a simple marriage agreement turns into a nightmare. Other stories by this author: PULL ME CLOSER! When Love Happens Champagne Girl

Alexa Monroe walked into the Fairmont hotel in San Francisco that Thursday night wearing her favorite red heels, feeling jittery from coffee, and carrying a bottle of Veuve Clicquot champagne in her purse. She took out her phone to text her sister, Olivia, upstairs in one of the guest rooms. Getting on the elevator!!!

Louisa is a sexy adventurous lady who is bent on living her life to the fullest with her three best friends who seems to have everything a girl their age could ever wish for. But then something was missing in their lives; Love. So they set out on an adventure to find love. Other stories by the author: PULL ME CLOSER! Married To Sophistication When Love Happens

Jane, a stunningly attractive young lady in her mid twenties, who in her search for greener pastures literally runs into Jeffery, The very handsome CEO of a reputable company, one of the most eligible bachelor in the city of Lagos. Soon sparks starts flying between them when her new boss, Vivian suddenly puts her in charge of getting a contract signed by Jeffery. Their love which seemed like a match made in heaven is threatened when dark secrets about Jane begins to surface. What happens to their love in the face of this trial? Is there perhaps an enemy working in the background to sabotage Jane's happiness? Other stories by this author: PULL ME CLOSER! Married To Sophistication Champagne Girl

[ On - Going ] [ Sorry for not posting for a long time - I'll make sure to come back soon ] YN, a poor lawyer, is in conflict over a customer's commission who has a quarrel with City Councilor Zdanov. During her investigation she meets a mafia boss, Caesar. The meeting between the two is extraordinary and somehow exciting. *** A U T H O R S · N O T E Comments are very much appreciated, but please refrain from spreading hate. Have Fun *** C R E D I T ( S ) Novel : Zig&Fat The storyline is originally in a "manga" format, all I did was make it into a "novel" one :) Make sure to check out their work and support them as much as possible !!