Solemn Agreements Crossword

On the outside, Castor Whitmore might seem like a normal average ordinary student of Dicarthen Academy, a prestigious academy for noble aristocrats and aristobrats alike—however, investigating the case of the disappearance of his sister at Dicarthen, Castor Whitmore will stop at no lengths to find his dear sister.

Some agreements are meant to be broken… some destinies are hard to avoid. Ariella Brooks has faced many struggles. Orphaned early in life and forced to deal with a harsh world, she longs for a new beginning. When a prestigious surrogacy program offers her a chance to transform her life, she eagerly accepts—unaware that she is stepping into a world of lies, forbidden feelings, and hidden truths. The Armstrongs, a rich and mysterious couple, seem to have everything—except for the one thing they desire most: a child. Gabby Armstrong is charming yet chillingly controlled, while her husband, Wellington Armstrong, has an intensity that feels hauntingly familiar to Ariella. As a past love reappears and dark secrets come to light, Ariella becomes caught in a perilous game of power, desire, and betrayal. Gabby’s seemingly perfect life conceals a dangerous secret—one that could ruin her marriage and threaten Ariella’s future. Wellington finds himself torn between protecting the woman he loves and confronting a past he tried to leave behind. As emotions flare and hidden memories emerge, Ariella must fight not just for the child she carries but for her own life. In a world where love can be deadly and secrets can destroy, will Ariella find a way to escape? Or is she already trapped by fate in a future she cannot avoid? Filled with scandal, tension, suspense, and steamy romance, Bound by Fate: The Surrogate’s Secret is an addictive page-turner that will keep you on the edge of your seat, craving answers and wanting more.

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."

Synopsis: On the final night of his mother's life, young Synoh makes a solemn promise—to become a great general of the kingdom and honor her legacy. But after her death, grief overwhelms him, and he flees deep into the forest, where a chance encounter with a mysterious wolf changes his fate forever. Guided by the wolf's presence, Synoh returns home, finding renewed purpose under his father's strict training. Over time, he forms an unbreakable bond with the enigmatic wolf, but destiny separates them as Synoh embarks on a perilous journey to fulfill his promise. Facing fierce battles, political schemes, and inner doubts, Synoh must prove his worth to himself and the kingdom. Can he overcome the trials that stand in his way? And will fate one day reunite him with the wolf who first guided him back to his path? A tale of courage, loyalty, and destiny unfolds in this gripping story of a boy's journey to greatness. Hi this is the author,I hope you guys likes this story and thanks.

"Secret agreement? With a vampire?" Odel asked, gaping in shock. "Yes! You must agree to marry our vampire king candidates!" Baron said with a grin. "No! I don't want to! Please, release me!" "No! It's your destiny, Odel! Your fiancé is here as well!" Baron pointed to the three vampire men and continued speaking. "Daffin, Emilio, and Clayton! You must choose one of them!" "What do you mean?" "Those three vampire men—they are all your fiancés!"

Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract. But appearances can be deceiving. Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack. “Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.” Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock. But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.” Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.

Yun Qing-er, la única discípula del legendario inmortal maestro de la espada Bai Ye, ha estado ocultando sus sentimientos por su maestro durante años. Inaceptados por las normas y la moral, es el secreto más oscuro que jura enterrar en lo más profundo de su corazón. Pero la vida tiene otros planes. El deseo de Bai Ye por ella arde intensamente bajo su apariencia solemne. Él le enseñará no solo el arte de la espada, sino también los placeres de la vida que ella nunca supo que existían antes. ---------------- Smut comienza en el Capítulo 17, con un adelanto en el Capítulo 11. Un poco suave al principio, pero se volverá más salvaje rápidamente a medida que la historia avance :) Tenga en cuenta que esto NO es un romance de cultivo típico. Inmortales y el poder espiritual y demás son todos dispositivos de trama… ¡Verás a qué me refiero en solo unos pocos capítulos! ---------------- [Vistazo] Él me presionó contra el árbol de álamo en el centro del jardín. Una brisa pasó, agitando la luz del sol que centelleaba a través del follaje otoñal sobre nosotros, y una lluvia de oro cayó sobre sus hombros. "Di que me quieres", susurró. "Bai Ye—" jadeé, pero el resto de mis palabras fueron reemplazadas por gemidos en el momento en que trazó sus besos a lo largo de mi cuello y tomó mi lóbulo de la oreja en su boca. Cosquillas familiares rugieron a través de mí mientras mordisqueaba y succionaba suavemente. Su mano subió por mi pecho, y jugó con mis sensaciones con sus labios y lengua y dedos hasta que mis brazos temblaron alrededor de él. Todos los demás pensamientos desaparecieron de mi mente. Lo único que sabía era la irresistible sensación de él sobre mí, tan abrumadora que mis rodillas empezaron a debilitarse. Me habría caído si no me estuviera presionando fuerte contra el árbol. "Bai Ye …" volví a gemir, arañando su ropa. "Por supuesto que te quiero … Aquí, ahora mismo." Él soltó una suave risa, y su mano rozó hacia abajo, agarrando los pliegues de mi vestido. Con un desgarro de tela, los arrancó.

He said, "Sweetie, you are mine, and I will never let you go." But eventually, he let her go, "You want a divorce, right? I'll sign it after you drafting the agreement." ... She thought their marriage was a transaction where each got what they needed. She even thought that the woman who had stood by his side for years was his lifelong White Moonlight, his heart's desire. Little did she know, she was the only beam of light in his life, the warmth he wanted to keep forever. Until he protected her with his body, disregarding life and death… ... Baby Chapter: The little princess felt aggrieved and pitiful for not being allowed to bathe with daddy. “Daddy bathes with brother but not with me, that's not fair!” “Because you are a gir, sweetheart.” “Then mommy is also a girl, why can daddy bathe with mommy?” “…”

``` La familia Miller tenía una problemática en la familia. Su nombre era Amelia Miller. Su madre murió en el parto cuando ella nació. Su madrastra se cayó de una escalera mientras estaba embarazada y murió. El padre de Amelia la castigaba haciéndola enfrentarse a la pared en el ático. El ático era oscuro y húmedo, y no había nada de luz solar. Nadie le llevaba comida, y Amelia pensaba que podría muy bien morir allí. Momentos antes de su muerte, marcó un número que su madre le había dicho antes de fallecer. Después de colgar, hubo sonidos de estruendo a su alrededor. La residencia de la familia Miller estaba rodeada por un grupo de guardaespaldas vestidos de negro. Ocho hombres salieron de sus autos, cada uno con un aura distinta. Fueron directo al ático. El hombre que los lideraba se puso de rodillas y sostuvo a Amelia, inconsciente, en sus brazos. Tenía una expresión solemne en su rostro. —La familia Miller necesita declararse en bancarrota. Después de dormir toda la noche, Amelia despertó y descubrió que su padre estaba en bancarrota. Los miembros de su familia estaban todos sin hogar. Mientras tanto, ella... Ella tenía ocho tíos y un abuelo amable que la querían mucho. El padre de Amelia se arrepintió de lo que hizo, y no estaba dispuesto a aceptar su destino. —¿Y qué si Amelia ahora vivía una buena vida? ¡Ella seguía siendo la problemática que había matado a su madre y dejado a su padre en bancarrota! Poco sabía él que, después de que Amelia regresara a la casa de su tío, su suerte solo parecía mejorar. ¡Incluso su abuela postrada en cama ahora podía levantarse y bailar en la plaza! Finalmente, un hombre como de Dios afirmó ser su padre. La mimaba hasta el punto de que el mundo entero la envidiaba. ```

[Subscription Free Article] Because of her unusual profession as a forensic doctor, she remained a spinster, constantly pressured into blind dates and ridiculed. He, a corporate president and the most eligible bachelor, married her to repay a favor, but signed a divorce agreement for three years later. He said, "You smell like corpses." She said, "You reek of the smell of money." Others said, "Your scents match, you're perfect for each other!" [Marry First, Love Later Genre - A tale of enduring pampered love. Due to the female lead's unusual profession, it will also delve into some gory and suspenseful murder cases. Additionally, Xixi's new series "The Female Forensic Doctor of the Republic" has been released, narrating the story of a female forensic doctor and a domineering warlord during the chaotic times of the Republic era.] * Recommended: Xixi's classic subscription-based novel "Superpower Rebirth: Genius Girl Diviner" combines divination, fortune-telling, feng shui, treasure appraisal, thrillers, and other mysterious elements with an exhilarating urban narrative that many people enjoy.

Sequel to Guide to raise my cutie husbands. Mo Qiang, an architect was chosen by the fairy of nature who brought her to the world of interstellar where she was punished to revive the nature that she has destroyed with her own hands while creating architecture that she thought was paving way for the future. Now, stuck with a nature-reviving system in a world full of poisonous gases and intergalactic stuff where she has to start from the very beginning and plant more forest and crops while creating a liveable world for the humans, Mo Qiang was suffering. But it sounds easy right? No! In her path she has three villainous husbands, all three of them want to kill her such that they will be able to marry her capable sister after kicking her away who was trashy and good for nothing. Mo Qiang has nothing against them, in fact, she is more than willing to divorce them after securing her life and raising her favourability in their hearts such that they will not kill her but —— Why are they coming for her now? Hello, you all wanted to marry her sister right? Excerpt: “ Here you go,” said Mo Qiang as she pushed the divorce agreement looking at her first husband who was gentle but poisonous like a snake. “ I have already signed the document of our divorce, you can take a look —-wait, why are you taking your clothes off?” The mer looked at her and smiled gently as he took off his glasses and said, “ Looks like my wife is not happy with me not giving birth to our child, don’t worry I will work hard tonight.” Mo Qiang: “…..” I do not want you to work hard! Take second! “ Take this and sign it,” said Mo Qiang, this time more fiercely as she looked at her second husband who was reading a script for his film. “ I am sure you want to divorce me right? I have already signed —-woah! What are you putting me on the bed for?” She asked while looking at the gorgeous face. Her second husband stared down at her and with a blank expression and voice as cold as water said, “ I have to practice a love-making scene, help me, dear wife.” Mo Qiang: “……” This movie that you are shooting is based on the Zerg apocalypse, don’t lie to me! With whom are you going to make love with? A Zerg? Take third! “ Huff, huff..this is the divorce agreement, sign it... I know that your company does not allow idols to date so here sign it,” she said to her third husband who was practising his dance moves. The mer who was dressed in a loose silk shirt and sweat dripping down his body took a look at the document that she was handing him and then hugged Mo Qiang. A second later she heard his sniffling voice while he peppered kisses on her neck, “ Wife you do not want me? Is that the new idol who attracted your attention, I knew it! I will take care of him!” “Put down that knife will you!” And why is the third prince of the imperial family who hated her to the bones coming after her with flowers? She already has her hands full! ….

He is the genuine diamond bachelor of G City, ranking first in terms of net worth, Everyone knows that he had a deep and unforgettable love, But no one knows that, five years ago, he had a nominal marriage; She is the super nurse of G City People Hospital, with neither wealth nor high education, Everyone knows that she is divorced and has a child in tow, But no one knows that her ex-husband, the father of her child, is the man at the very top of the pyramid. Scene One: On the day she was diagnosed to be pregnant, her husband registered on the marriage certificate came back. The next day, at the breakfast table, an A4 sheet of paper appeared very abruptly by his right hand. "This is a divorce agreement, please sign it." She said, her internal organs trembling. "...Is there someone else?" He put down his chopsticks, looked at her, and asked calmly, his eyebrows almost imperceptibly twitching. He came back because there was something he wanted to talk to her, but now it seemed unnecessary. "...Yes." Having a child should count as having someone else, because from now on, she would love her child. When they got married back then, he had said that if she had a lover, she could ask him for a divorce. "Alright, I understand." He nodded, picked up the agreement on the table, and left. "..." Scene Two: "What's your name?" "Axel Hawkins." "Your last name is Hawkins?" The mother's name is Carolline Ruiz, his ex-wife, and the father's column is left blank, isn't it? "Yes, my dad's name is Bryan Hawkins, he's a Sky Walker." "..." At five in the afternoon, Carolline Ruiz picked up her son from school and saw him standing next to her son; she instinctively turned around and ran. Bryan Hawkins left Axel Hawkins in the Guard Room, warned him not to run around, and then chased after her with his long legs. "Carolline Ruiz, stop." "..." Almost instinctively, she really stopped. He slowly walked over and stood in front of her, a tall and imposing figure blocking all the setting sun. Carolline Ruiz couldn't help but look up, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminating his face, she couldn't see his features clearly at all. "What are you running for? If you dare to secretly love for eight years, do you dare to openly love for a lifetime?" "..."

William Scott, a soldier, returned to the city with the goal to live the rest of his life peacefully. He would practice the lifestyle of a retired person. However, his mother set him up on blind dates time and again. Unwilling to keep up with her arrangements, he was left with no choice but to pretend to be in a relationship with Yvette Quinn, a female CEO who was also forced by her parents to go on blind dates. To his surprise, this was only the beginning of many troubles to come. Before he could get to settling those troubles, he first needed to sort out an even more pressing problem. The girl looked at him and asked, “Take a guess. Am I the elder cousin or the younger cousin? As my boyfriend, you should be able to differentiate between the two of us, right?” His contract girlfriend was so unprofessional. Although they had an agreement, she was always asking her younger cousin to take her place and pretend to be her around him. What should he do about that?

"Sister, just give up. The Harrell Family will never acknowledge a child born to a mute." The young woman with half-exposed shoulders locked her out of the house. She was considered the young mistress of the Harrell Family, yet her life had become a laughingstock. Her inability to speak led to the Harrell Family losing face. Leo Harrell never once acknowledged her as his wife, but instead, he placed the Mediated Agreement on her bedside every day. With a check worth ten million... signing the agreement meant she could gain her freedom. When they met again, he cornered her with a child in tow: "Isabelle Cloud, do you think I still have a chance?"

She had always been obedient and docile in their three years of hidden marriage, watching as he surrounded himself with women and was mired with endless scandals. On the day the subject of his unrequited love returned to the country, she quietly handed him a divorce agreement. “What, you have someone you like?” he asked coldly. She smiled nonchalantly. “Yes. You may not acknowledge me as your wife, but someone will acknowledge me as their lover.” Later, as the Thompson family acknowledged their connection, she became a rich daughter who was out of his reach. As men flocked around her, Michael Gallagher realized that in those three years, she had planted the seeds of love that had now grown into a towering tree, binding him for life.

A month into the marriage, Yan Zao was labeled a mistress and faced online attacks and verbal abuse in reality, she calmly walked up to Lan Mu, "Whether you love me or not doesn't matter, what matters is that I care about my reputation. You have a confidante, then I'll find myself ten dark knights." The next day, all the news about Lan Mu having another love disappeared. Two months after the wedding, when her in-laws pushed for a divorce, Yan Zao pulled out the prenuptial agreement in front of Lan Mu, "I'm fine with divorce, but I won't give back a single cent of the money." Lan Mu, "Then we can't get a divorce." Several months after the wedding, when the agreement expired, Yan Zao packed up to leave and was blocked by the man at the door, "I've been receiving your love letters since the ninth grade, how come I haven't gotten one up till now?" #The happiest thing in life is to find out the person you have a crush on has also been silently watching over you#

Six years ago, she signed the ten-month agreement with all her sorrows, and as agreed, she received the down payment. But when the agreed time came, the buyer did not show up to claim the 'treasure'. What was going on? Six years later, her precious son surprisingly told her, "Mommy, people might wear the same clothes or drive the same car, but I met someone today who actually has the same face as me! Can you believe it?" "Don't talk nonsense, how could someone look exactly like you?" Her son, dissatisfied, pulled his friend out. "Don't you believe me? Just take a look!" Lin Xiangwan took a glance, then, thud, she fainted, collapsing onto the ground. Who on earth... is this...?

Rumor has it that Big Boss Quan, a man of overwhelming power, was forced into a shotgun wedding overnight because of a baby. Rumor has it that his wife is the lucky cinderella in a rags-to-riches story. Hidden beneath the rumors, he is the "I want to turn over and be the boss!" "In your dreams!" On their wedding night, she drunkenly declared her sovereignty, only to be met with a starving tiger pouncing on its prey. "Sign it! We're getting a divorce!" Looking at the divorce agreement, he sneered, Raised his hand, tore it to shreds, and cornered her against the wall, "Liuying, what right do you have to ask for a divorce?" "She's back!" "What? You think you can push me away with a piece of paper? Dream on!" One day, the woman sighed with a troubled expression, "Ah, husband, people are saying you're the stepdad!" Big Boss Quan roared furiously, "I'm the damn biological father! If anyone dares to spread rumors again, I'll chop him! "

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+] Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side. Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners. But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind. Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold. Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor. ‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ ‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. ‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’ ‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’ ‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’ . . . Excerpt: “Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” “Go ahead.” “I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice. “Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” “What?” She exclaimed in horror. “You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ***NOTE*** The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.

After two years, he finally found her and snatched the child from her hands, "If you want to be with the child, sign this marriage agreement." She scoffed, "Is threatening me all you know how to do?" The man was somewhat crazed, "Yes, aside from this, I don't know how else to keep you!" Two years ago, because she resembled the woman he loved most, he used every means to get close to her. She responded indifferently, but he became even more obsessed and relentless. However, he never anticipated the day she would run away, and he swore, no matter where in the world, he would find her.

Su Wan married the man she had loved for ten years with a heart full of joy. On their wedding night, however, he said to her, "Su Wan, you've been given the status of Mrs. Xu. All you need to do is fulfill your duties. The only things you can get from me are power and money, nothing else." Su Wan, holding a sincere heart as if it were red-hot coal, wanted to tell him that she had secretly loved him for many years. But before she could give away her true feelings, they were thrown to the ground and shattered. Everyone thought that Su Wan must be very happy to marry A city's most noble man, Gu Nanzhou. Even Su Wan herself thought so. But that was just what she thought. Until one day, Su Wan realized that no matter what she did, she could not warm Gu Nanzhou's indifferent heart, and she no longer hoped to gain his love. She chose to leave, to set each other free, leaving only a divorce agreement behind. Everyone knew that Gu Nanzhou had no feelings for Su Wan and that marrying her was merely a reluctant decision. On the day of their divorce, his friends celebrated for him. In the lively atmosphere of the private room, the cold yet noble man didn't utter a word. With his legs crossed and fingertips glowing with a scarlet light, his expression was obscured by the swirling smoke, his mood impenetrable to others. And nobody knew that after Su Wan left, there were countless sleepless nights when Gu Nanzhou sat in her room, his fingers holding the divorce agreement turning white with tension. Later, at a banquet, Gu Nanzhou cornered Su Wan in a dimly lit corner. The man's eyes were slightly red, his voice low and hoarse, his usually indifferent and serene face now showing an unprecedented disarray, almost begging the person in his arms. "Wanwan, please don't divorce me, okay?"

An Chuyu's beauty was acclaimed as the ceiling of the entertainment industry, and every time she graced the red carpet, she overshadowed celebrities from all sides. Female stars who appeared alongside her felt immense pressure. Not only was she top-notch in terms of beauty, but her acting skills were also praised by renowned directors, her movie opportunities were enviable, making countless people in the industry green with envy, and she was a walking trending topic. There was a saying that marketing accounts could top half a year's performance just by reporting any gossip about An Chuyu. An Chuyu imagined she would ascend to new heights in her acting career, clutching more awards; but who knew, life is unpredictable, and with a single turn, she stepped into the halls of matrimony. It was a marriage arranged by their families, without any foundation of affection, not even understanding each other, having met just once before getting their marriage certificate. The only meeting they had was accompanied by lawyers from both sides when they were notarizing their properties and signing a prenuptial agreement to prevent future disputes in case of divorce, prepared to split at any moment. An Chuyu had one demand: to keep the marriage secret. Xi Zheng: Well done, getting banished to the cold palace right after the wedding :) * It was assumed that the marriage would be in name only, each doing their own thing, but unexpectedly, the two had a chance encounter in the romantic city of Paris, and sparks flew uncontrollably. After returning home, An Chuyu changed faces like a Sichuan opera performer, unrecognizable and continued her crusade in the entertainment industry. Xi Zheng, however, couldn't forget her and flirted with her now and then. …… Latter on, An Chuyu was snapped in the makeup room being intimately close with a man. It was confirmed that this man was none other than the power holder of Yueting, Xi Zheng. #AnChuyuSugarDaddyExposed# quickly soared to the top of the trending search. Fans were shocked, the haters became active, and her archenemies issued press releases one after another to overwhelm her. Xi Zheng couldn't hold back and sneaked onto the company's official Weibo to clarify himself: I am married to An Chuyu, and we have a son together. Thank you for your concern.

Ruan Ji, the once best athlete within the C city of the great China kingdom suddenly gets into an accident and becomes a waste, scorned by society. Her best friend hooks up with her boyfriend, her adoptive sister schemes against her, while her cousin attempts to steal her fiance. Her family succession fight starts, tearing others apart. Despite all that, when everyone can't wait to see her reaction; they discover that something was wrong! When everyone was busy scheming against her, Ruan Ji sips her tea calmly while enjoying nature's beauty. Her best friend hooks up with her boyfriend, but she signs the break up agreement and cleans her hand with a tissue? Her cousin wants to snatch her fiance, but she doesn’t even feel a little bit threatened? Her family is on the verge of bankruptcy, yet she just plays, sleeps all day long and buys stocks? Where is the reaction expected? Where is the great sense of peril?! Little did they know that the Ruan Ji they once knew had died long ago. And now, she was a vengeful spirit crawling back from hell to take revenge on those bitch and scumbugs who betrayed her. This time, she will take revenge on every single one of them, paying them back tenfolds of the suffering she went through! And to do so, she was going to steal the villain from her past life. This time, she will use him bit by bit to lay the groundwork of her master plan for revenge. However, why was the villain she knew actually so sweet? Where is that King of Hell that made her life hellish? Where did he go? Or, was it that she was the one who didn’t know better… regarding the only person who helped her as a villain? If so, then in this life, why not take the villain for herself?

Being a young gifted lad with an eccentric father and a superficially jealous mother. Xiao Ming grows up to discover that he is a possessor of a powerful ancient physique- THE ANCIENT DAO BODY. Bearing it in mind that his existence like the other pre-possessors of his physique was either a huge threat or a blessing to his society and it's members, he and the Chaotic Sword forge their way through the disasters of the world to establish their existence. Finally as the solemn and one true Dao Emperor, he fixes a family issue and builds the one true Holy Dao Multiverse. Read the tell tale of the journey of a true hero as he ascends from a 'mere mortal' to an Emperor at the peak of the Ninth Heaven through his domineering and overbearing will. https://discord.gg/zcE8dnRmQq

[Urban Bestselling Epic about the War God] "Sign it, today you must divorce that loser, Ling Fan—you're not ashamed, but I can't even lift my head when I go out," my father-in-law emphatically tapped on the divorce agreement. Three days later, good son-in-law, you rise above the petty, I beg you, please don't leave my daughter... Three years of tempering, a work of craftsmanship, the legendary War God's ascension journey....

Married for years, she has never met her husband in name. When she first meet with her so-called husband, it was the morning after a wild one night stand with a stranger. Accused of being unchaste, her husband swept her out of the house with a divorce agreement, leaving her with nothing. Six years later, she returned with their child, and only then did someone realize that the stranger from that night then was actually her ex-husband himself. He was filled with regret and surprise, and from that moment on, the aloof CEO transformed into a clingy spirit, wanting to climb into her bed every night.

“Chantelle Bently, you’re a murderer! Why are you still alive? You should have been the one to die!” Daniel shoved her away furiously, his face as dark and empty as the black suit he wore. Chantelle was caught off guard and lost her balance, falling hard onto her pregnant belly. The pain was unbearable, and she cried out as her body trembled. Chantelle shook her head desperately. “I told you, it wasn’t me! It was Kate!” In a trembling voice, she pleaded, “Daniel, how many times do I have to say this before you believe me? I didn’t betray your family or the Wilson Group Of Companies, and I didn’t cause your grandfather’s death.” Anger and resentment appeared in Daniel’s eyes as he threw the divorce settlement in Chantelle’s face. “Sign this now! From this day forward, I’ll make you pay a thousand times for everything you’ve done!” The sight of the document struck Chantelle like a dagger to her heart. Her whole body froze as if she had been cast into the icy wastelands of Hell. **** Her twin sister framed her, and her perfect family was destroyed on Christmas Eve. Things got worse when her husband handed her a divorce agreement. A month later, rumors spread that she had died in prison from depression. Six years later, she returned with a new face to take her revenge. She was beautiful but dangerous. Daniel felt both devastated and irritated when he saw the mysterious woman. She had the same name as his dead ex-wife, whom he hated most and the one he believed was responsible for his grandfather’s death. Despite his anger, he couldn’t deny the strong attraction he felt toward her. In fact, he was fatally obsessed and addicted to her, and the anger that had controlled him for six years slowly started to crumble.

On my wife's birthday, I rushed back from another city overnight. But the one who opened the door was my male assistant, wearing my bathrobe. "Mr. Lucas, I came to report to Ms. Johnson, and accidentally got caught in the rain, so I took a shower. Please don't misunderstand." "There's nothing to explain." My wife, also in a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom with a look of disdain on her face. Her gaze towards me was full of contempt. "Aren't you supposed to be on a business trip? Why are you back?" I paused for a moment, then shook my head and gave a light laugh. "It's nothing. Just came back to grab a few documents." I casually tossed the carefully chosen birthday gift into the trash bin, then sent a message to my lawyer. "Help me draft a divorce agreement."

“You never loved me anyway, did you?” --------------- From the start, Lucy Grey knew her marriage was doomed to fall. She held onto her one-sided love for her husband for two years, but that was not enough to save their marriage. On the day Lucy was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, Landon stayed beside his first love at the hospital. Finally, she realized it was time to let go. On that same night, she signed the divorce agreement and left quietly. But fate dealt a cruel hand as Lucy found out she was pregnant! After three years of searching, Landon finally found her. However, when he stood in front of her doorstep, he never expected a child who looked exactly like him would adorably look up and ask, “Are you my daddy?” .... This novel currently participates in "Viral Book Call", a Webnovel contest. Show your support by adding this to your library and writing a review. Thank you! #Marriage #Whitemoonlight #Substitute #Baby #Winheratallcost #Faceslapping. #MLgrovelling #ObsessedML

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.