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The Secret CEO's Daughter

Mrs. Francois scoffed, her tone laced with skepticism. "Seriously? You will look for the money? How? Is it from the fruit we sell? You can't get such money from it ten years from now!" Anne's eyes widened in disbelief at her mother's words. "And what do you want me to do, mother? Isabella is my child. Do you think I won't do anything just for her to be fine?" Mrs. Francois shook her head, her expression grave. "Stop lying to yourself, Anne. I think it's time to let Albert know about Isabella." Uncle Peter and Anne exchanged a glance, uncertainty flickering in their eyes. "What? You mean I should beg him for money? Never, mother! I won't do such a thing!" Anne spat, her voice trembling with anger. Mrs. Francois sighed heavily. "This is not about you again, Anne. It's about Isabella. Think about her. You can't hide Albert from her life forever because she deserves to know him." Anne narrowed her eyes in disbelief at her mother's words. "Have you forgotten how Albert and I met, mother? Have you? I will never beg him for money to take care of my child!" Uncle Peter attempted to diffuse the tension. "Anne, Ma'am Francois, please calm down," he urged gently. But Mrs. Francois was resolute. "That's it! You're selfish, Anne. Stop using your pain from Albert to stop Isabella from knowing her father. Think about Isabella too and do the right thing. Do it for her sake! Choose between your selfishness and Isabella sight." Will Anne Stick to her selfishness just like her mother said, or reach out to Albert for help? Because what happened between them, is a one night-stand. Dive into the tale of The Secret CEO's Daughter: Revealing many hidden secrets, and sweet revenge.
lovethdanis · 3.1K Views

I help the richest man spend money to prevent disasters

Ye Zhi inherited not only a run-down house, but also an engagement. Her fiancé met his true love and suddenly asked to break off the engagement while stating that he disliked his fiancée in all ways around. In order to express their guilt, his family decided to make up for it with Ye Zhi. But she didn’t want a dime from them so she left. The next second, Ye Zhi was suddenly picked up by a Rolls Royce. ————- Gu Ren, the son of the richest man alive, had a tough life and was told that he couldn’t live past 30 years old. Only Ye Zhi, a young lady born on the cloudy day of the lunar year, could make him live. Ye Zhi and Gu Ren got married. Gu Ren gave her a bank card. All she has to do is— Spend money for him! Squander his fortune! Ye Zhi bought a Lamborghini for Gu Ren, but he had an accident as soon as he drove the car. As soon as she bought some Hermes platinum bags for herself, Gu Ren signed a more than one billion worth contract. It turned out that the money could only be spent on herself. The more she spent, the more prosperous and healthy he would become. Since then, her life had changed completely. Her villa was the biggest in the City. ————- Ye Zhi’s old fiancé thought that she, who had been rejected, must have suffered a lot until one day, when he saw he walking in the street, followed by a Lamborghini. Wait ! Who is that man standing next to her ? This man is a super-rich man — Hundreds of times richer than his own family!
Dellulu_dreamer · 3.5K Views

The Untamed: Game of Hearts

[r18+ content / Book Status: COMPLETED] She described herself as his worst nightmare. But to him, she was his most beautiful dream... A vicious and dangerous vixen… A ticking bomb that no one could diffuse… This was how Raine, the infamous Princess of one of the three clans of an underworld group called MIRAGE, was often described by humans and the mythical creatures in disguise coexisting with humans. Everyone was scared of her. Well... everyone except for one man who never batted an eye meeting her glare. Could he be the only one who could tame the untamed? Or would he end up getting played by the naughty and dangerous Princess of the Moon Clan? *****EXCERPT***** “Being with me is always a game…” she whispered, staring into his eyes with her fiery gaze as if to challenge his cold stare. “You should have known that I’m willing to play any game you want just to stay by your side. After all… you’re my sweet vixen…” He leaned closer to the point where his lips almost touched hers, “You're not someone that can be easily forgotten. You are someone who drives other people crazy, and you drove me insane!” She parted her lips to say something, but all she felt was his familiar warmth on her lips as he silenced her. He was kissing her hungrily, leaving her no room to even think let alone say a word. His chest felt like a hard rock pressing her against the wall. “Don’t fight me… Don’t fight what you truly feel for me...” He wanted her so badly and he would stop at nothing just to make her his! ***** Follow all my works at WWW.LINKTR.EE/EUSTOMA_REYNA Book cover is mine, AI generated.
Eustoma_Reyna · 1.6M Views

Wife of The Demon Prince

To save her family from dying unjustly like they did in her previous life she has to marry a Prince rumored to be a demon. A marriage that was only a deal on paper turns to something they both can't resist. ** Two people who transverse through a lifetime of difficulty and hardship only to find each other again in another lifetime. Will their love transcend over the forces of time and the evil that lurks behind the power of a wish? Or will fate tear them apart to regain the world's stability. *************** Excerpt "How ridiculous, just because you saved my life, now I have to pay you back by marrying you?" Hamon looked strangely terrifying as he gave her a mocking laugh. If he wasn't already wounded Ara might've beat that laugh off his face, for her own peace of mind. "Your Highness if you keep laughing like that, your wound will open." Her voice sounded muffled behind the armor making it quite gruff. "Shut your disgusting mouth, even your voice is disgusting." "Your Highness, listen to what I ha-" "I'm going to say this one last time. I'm not going to marry you....so You can take your sorry self and leave this place right now while am being nice!" Ara wanted to fume At him when he kept on interrupting her again and again. 'He thinks I'm disgusting, after I risked my life to save him? What an arrogant pompous Prince!' Despite her anger boiling beneath the surface, she said in a calm voice. "Can you please just listen to me first?" __ Excerpt 'Without Arabella...Hamon is nothing.' 'Die? How will you die when I'll be here to bring you back? Not even death can take you away from me, wife.' 'If anything happens to you...I will ruin the entire world!' Memories of his words to his wife began to echo in his head, then images of her smiling face. And what she said earlier. 'If you tell me to split up with you again, I'll get very mad at you. And I won't allow you hold me to sleep tonight!' 'Hamon, I'll be dead before I leave your side, I am your wife and once your soldier, I am not a coward. I am staying by your side!' Hamon sat frozen on the cold forest ground as he held Ara's dead body in his arms. There was no longer any signs of tears in his eyes, all that was left was a pair of soulless eyes. He slowly glanced down at her pale lifeless face, the reality began to sink to his mind. His wife was dead, Ara was dead... She died saving him, taking the arrows meant for him. As those thoughts went through his mind, his face slowly began to darken, like cloudy storms of an incoming typhoon that could tear the skies and the earth apart, gradually his forearms veins started to turn purple and it spread to his neck veins and forehead. He pulled away from Ara's body and stood to his feet. Eyes as red as blood, claws long and sharp pierced through his fingers cutting his skin, but he didn't so much as flinch as the blood dripped from them. Purple dark veins appeared on his face as his sharp fangs peeked out of his clenched lips. There the Demon stood with flames blazing in his hands, it looked nothing like Hamon. Just his soulless eyes were enough to make one crawl away in fright. __ Note: this book is a slow burn romance, and there's no major tragedy. You can also check out my other book. Title: Bound To The Ice Dragon King Happy reading!
Ash20 · 1.4M Views

The Devil and the Princess

"Are you satisfied with looking at him? Or do you want to touch him as well? Huh?" Ambika continued accusing. "W-What weird things are you spewing?" one of the girls replied, taken aback by Ambika's accusations. "Huh? What am I saying? What are YOU doing? Staring at someone else's husband! Huh? You perverts," Ambika retorted. "P-Pervert. You must be crazy. This woman is insane!" the girls shot back defensively. Rudraksha intervened, stepping closer to diffuse the escalating confrontation. "Ambika, it's okay. Let's go," he said calmly. "How dare they look at you?" Ambika yelled at Rudraksha. Rudraksha turned his gaze towards the two girls and offered a polite apology on Ambika's behalf, signaling that it was time to move on. The girls nodded, somewhat bewildered, and walked away. Confused by Rudraksha's response, Ambika turned to him with a furrowed brow. "Why did you apologize?" Rudraksha looked at Ambika with amusement. "Why would you fight with them?" he countered, his tone gentle. Ambika crossed her arms, a stubborn expression on her face. "Why would they stare at my husband?" Rudraksha stood there, momentarily taken aback, before bursting into laughter. Soon, Ambika joined in the chuckle. "What will I do with you?" Rudraksha shook his head while smiling at Ambika. •• Rudraksha started punching Ved while family members desperately tried to intervene. Ishaan cried out, "Stop! You'll kill him!" Ambika, sensing the danger, rushed forward and positioned herself between Rudraksha and Ved. Ishaan, panicked, shouted, "Ambika, get back! He will hurt you!" But Ambika stood her ground, meeting Rudraksha's gaze with unwavering determination. Rudraksha, momentarily taken aback by Ambika's presence, hesitated mid-swing. "Rudra, please calm down" she said firmly, her voice cutting through the chaos. Rudraksha's expression softened as he stared at his precious wife, a flicker of recognition in his eyes, his fists lowered down.
Shibangi_Banerjee · 1K Views

The Crown Prince(ss) [BL]

Born as a baby boy, his parents gave him the name Elennora Nenadovic, a girl’s name. It didn't stop there, they also asked him to wear a dress instead of pants, asked him to grow his pink hair long, and even asked him to put two lumps of cloth on his chest. And worst of all, his parents, the King and the Queen, asked him to become the Crown Princess of Grinia. Even though he knew everything, the eighteen-year-old teenager was still willing to grant his parents' request in order to keep the people of Grinia safe. Therefore, instead of being the Crown Prince, he was known as Crown Princess Elennora of Grinia. Letting his pink hair grow long, wearing a beautiful dress, also tucking the lumps of cloth into his chest. That was something he always did every day. Bearing the title of Crown Princess of Grinia, his people continue to laud and love him. They were even willing to die for the Crown Princess. His life seemed perfect with his title and very high position in the kingdom, but actually, he was just a puppet. The cheerful Elennora turned gloomy even though he would become the first Queen of Grinia in the future. He had to go through cloudy days until he finally met the Crown Prince of the Wrelloven kingdom, Levan Godwinson. Unlike Crown Princess Elennora who had to obey his parents' orders in order to reach the highest throne of Grinia, Crown Prince Levan lived with complete power over himself, and he could ask for anything from his parents and also his people. Who would have thought that his first wish after living for twenty years was to marry Crown Princess Elennora? Will his wish come true when the Crown Princess is actually a Crown Prince just like him? ~~~ Note: the MC (Elennora) is the bottom, while the ML (Levan) is the top. Original cover belongs to me.
26stars · 858.5K Views

Bluest Realities' Anthropology: Creation Of Phantasies

[Reader discretion advised: There'll be usage of mature language. There's currently a weak amount of sensual scenes, and no gore yet: later in the story when I add more content.] Series: (Chronicling Bluest Realities) Hiding many unknown secrets beyond what the chaos eyes see... For what a false sense of safety, only leads to a false sense of happiness... That cannot be judge to the entities beyond. As we together are the one watching above as one of them, staring down upon those mortals wanting a change... Throughout one of many realities, depicted as one of many phantasies. Are solely letting them experience outside the box of unknown taboos... True-Synapsis: In an overly-developed cloudy dystopian world. Colton [Kyhireol] always dreams childish wonders upon a fantasy beyond. Always trying to find ways for himself to somehow enjoy his desiring emotions inside. Before deciding to test out another test with his friends that he wishes were real… In which, prepares a technical helmet created by his mother and helped by his father to do some functional testing again… Which creates his “neurological copy” into the cyberspace data network into the enchanting “New World.” Solely there to experience what he wished he experienced here now over anew. Letting many unknown factors slip throughout the slipstream of his vision. Because, a bright happy world he may see may bring new happy memories together with his friends and new friends… Forever? But there’s something inside him watching he fears - waiting for something to happen beyond. Because what creation brings, destruction comes after… For what history falls into a whirlpool of temporal repetition. Seeing only eyes, eyes staring down upon him from above the foggy clouds of the ȼīⱦɏ. Raining paint that splashes and spreads into multiple black puddles of unknown certainties. Looking at a reflection of the “New World'' being perceived as what lives on tainted… Or what story closes in his hands to follow a new story ahead from the tragedy upon infinity. Peeking through the spectrum of pressure and emotions away. Letting colorful tones bleed and change the feeling beyond the story's comprehension! Loosely letting the warm colors bring his soul a light while his friend’s antics are soothing alright. Tearing and ripping the walls beyond these fantasies. Traveling deeper, darker, and harsher into the abyss where it shall go. Cause nothing at heart, will stake along… Only reminding him the paper he has at hand, glaring through the portraits of unknown histories, arts, changes, and emotions—for what experience and reality beyond these “New Worlds” ahead…
LykhosRegula · 11.7K Views

Political crop circle

political crop circle of politics only one real story in world history intelligence of lady politician based on real story of lady politician who sacrifice her life for the poetry of her country and how to control world politics (1)the first step to be successful to become a priminister of a country on basis of political family background and married a poor greedy of money man then they both start to continue the mission first she put her husband in prison to make relationship with criminal thieves all over the province then he transferred from one to other cities prisons to make more criminals to control still her wife was making relationships with other countries priministers and presidents she was busy to make them convains to invest in their country and there province she give them satisfaction the that their investment will be safer because the NATO was using a path from their country so your military is also available there the plan become successful and day by day investment stars come in several projects banks like ports and many more after 25 years they perform the real mission when country and desired province was filled with business of banking they make themselves prepare for the desired mission the lady politician was so powerful in their province and before 10 years she shows that his country doesn't accept her politics so she was out of country it's 25 years of survival she announced to come back the country and she come back and she arranged a open public speech in other major province and here the mission was on completion in end of speech they planned a fake boom blast in which she survived then civil agencies Allert her your life is in danger do not go in public but she was not listening them bcoz she was the key then after few days she decided to came in public and give a speech this time was final to accomplish plan she came on a cloudy stage in her own province between the million of people as planned she complet her speech and sitted in her bulletproof car than she stand up to by crowd to send them by signs she was outside of sunroof at the moment a bullet fired from the crowd and her party members announced that bullet hits her head in evening they announced that she is no more as planned millions of people show anger that their leader dies cause of security falioure they make the province hell fire they burn 7000 cars trains they robbed 450 banks as her husband work it for 11.years in prison this is the end of the real story and the party became rich and start finance the powerful countries politicians to control them the lady is still alive end of part one
DaoisthphATf · 4.5K Views

The Ballad Queen's Lover is a Ruthless King

"Be my Queen, Ely... You're not allowed to say no." Elizabeth Berry is a famous multi-awarded singer who tried to follow her dead husband in the afterlife. But after a twist of fate, she arrives in an unknown world ruled by a King, who is known for being ruthless. But this cold King looks a lot like her beloved husband! He becomes smitten by her beauty, and he decides to keep her in his palace, accepting her as a foreign royalty with the title "Queen of Ballad" even though he doesn't know what she means by it. Now, Ely is being tangled in both the mysterious things happening in the nation, and the royal family's issues. As Ely gets involved in the royal family's dark secrets, can the King protect her from his enemies, or will she be forced to return to her own world? ------ PREVIEW: As she slid down the filled tub, her mind wandered on its own. Slowly, she closed her eyes. She remembered the living days of her deceased husband. She remembered his smile and his kindness. She was crying, but all her tears had diffused with the water surrounding her. She felt that she was diving in the ocean without oxygen. But even if she couldn't breathe, her body felt so free. It felt like she was separating from her soul. She thought, "So this is how it's like to die... I feel refreshed and free." When she thought she could really continue dying, her instinct and consciousness woke her up. She struggled to move her body, then raised her head to breathe again. She suddenly felt the terror of death, then found herself sitting up, and the water was just above her waist. Her long, platinum blonde hair was all over her face. She breathed heavily, gasping for air. "What are you doing in my bath?" A naked stranger suddenly spoke behind Ely. ------ VOLUME 2: SOON ;) ------ WPC #177 - Court Romance GOLD PRIZE ------ Original book cover artist: @omichiart on IG Official Instagram: @ainawang.official Official Discord: https://discord.gg/HYkU3Rr Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ainawang
AinaWang · 181.8K Views

The Devil Lackey

The bloodied and battered body fell to the ground with an ominous thud. Leona breath stuck in her throat as her slid further in the dark. He didn’t see her. She hoped the murderer didn’t see or hear her. “Tsk.” She heard the Demon Prince, Ryan click his tongue as his sword dripped the victim’s blood tainting the Phoenix Palace pristine floor. He was humming a foreign tune offhandedly. Her blood ran cold as he bent and grabbed the dead Marquis by his hair and threw him aside out of entryway. The deceased had committed a list of heinous crimes but not even the Imperial Army dared touch him. She was inside the closet and buried herself further in, getting away from the ajar door that displayed horrors. “Won’t you come out?” His casual indifferent comment after a bored sigh halted her. She cupped her mouth not to utter a single word as tears streamed down her face. She prayed he would leave without discovering her. But her brightest stars were hidden behind a cloudy sky today because she heard next the footsteps tearing the silence of the night. Her heart thumped together to join the rhythm as his humming went on. The wardrobe door opened with a dreadful creak and her breathing turned uneven. He smirked with wide amused eyes. “Is that a snoopy rat I see?” Leona shook her head as her body shook, “I-I didn’t see anything!” “Of course, you didn’t.” He whispered through his dimpled smile. He held her flailing wrist and pulled her out of the closet with a single pull that made her lose balance and fall on his chest. As she landed, she squirmed to get out of his arms but he pushed her on the now shut closet. “Please! Don’t kill me, please!” He tipped her head up with his index finger under her chin and hummed, “Duke’s Croft only daughter, motherless, prominent socialite, heir of the Penta mines.” He was listing off her life assets? “Please…” He scoffed as his bloodied gloved hand cupped her face, “Don’t be ridiculous, sweetheart. Why would I do that?” He kissed her sweaty temple “You are going to be a perfect lover.” . Leona Croft isn’t your normal girl; she was assassinated at the age of 21, a day before her wedding with the Second Prince, Sean. But God had mercy on her and she is reborn four years earlier. It took her dying to realize she regretted too many things, to list a few, her loveless engagement, her miserable status as her step-mother’s puppet in the family and whatever dragged her under her killer’s blade. This time she wants to do it right: find love, covet wealth and live a life of privileges. But wait! Why is the ruthless crazy Crown Prince forcing her in a corner to be his wife and accomplice in his life of crime after, just because she witnessed him committing a murder of the corrupt Marquis?! Is her life going to spiral out of control once more?! Or does the Crown Prince want more than her wicked brains?
Saberina_Sol · 2.4K Views

The Kind-Hearted Devil

In Ha, no, Lilian, staring at the people in front of her. This is her stage. This is her world. Wherever she is, she will always be a classy villain. The devil. So...became a kind-hearted protagonist? What a joke! She rejects the role, and without warning, her soul transmigrates into the protagonist's body. __________ EXCERPT : Hyun Jae kept his head looking around. In Ha, who saw her manager's unusual behavior, frowned. "Oppa, what are you doing? Are there paparazzi?" In Ha followed Hyun Jae's sight. It was quite cloudy and no one was around. Finally Hyun Jae turned his back, one hand covering a bit his mouth, and the other hand telling In Ha to come closer. In Ha leaned over. "You, I don't know what relationship you have with that man, but I have to warn you. That man is crazy! He's worse than the paparazzi! Scarier than sasaeng fans! You have to be careful, Seo In Ha!" In Ha looked at Hyun Jae and shook her head. "Now to me, you look more crazy." Hyun Jae sent her a death glare. "Hmp! Whatever if you don't believe me! Get down there! Just know yourself when something happens! Hmp! In Ha got out of the car and looked at her manager's car, which was getting away. She looked up at the sky. Raindrops began to fall. Hyun Jae's words earlier annoyed her a little. As soon as she turned around, that man was there. Standing not far from her. *sasaeng : obsessive* __________ **Hellooo...this is my second participation in this lovely webnovel. I Hope all of you enjoy this story as well :) * *and as always...the original cover is not mine hehee*
YaraMinami · 157.8K Views

To Kill a Mocking Bird

The story takes place in the fictional town of Maycomb, Alabama, during the Great Depression. The protagonist is Jean Louise (“Scout”) Finch, an intelligent though unconventional girl who ages from six to nine years old during the course of the novel. She is raised with her brother, Jeremy Atticus (“Jem”), by their widowed father, Atticus Finch. He is a prominent lawyer who encourages his children to be empathetic and just. He notably tells them that it is “a sin to kill a mockingbird,” alluding to the fact that the birds are innocent and harmless. When Tom Robinson, one of the town’s black residents, is falsely accused of raping Mayella Ewell, a white woman, Atticus agrees to defend him despite threats from the community. At one point he faces a mob intent on lynching his client but refuses to abandon him. Scout unwittingly diffuses the situation. Although Atticus presents a defense that gives a more plausible interpretation of the evidence—that Mayella was attacked by her father, Bob Ewell—Tom is convicted, and he is later killed while trying to escape custody. A character compares his death to “the senseless slaughter of songbirds.” The children, meanwhile, play out their own miniaturized drama of prejudice and superstition as they become interested in Arthur (“Boo”) Radley, a reclusive neighbour who is a local legend. They have their own ideas about him and cannot resist the allure of trespassing on the Radley property. Their speculations thrive on the dehumanization perpetuated by their elders. Atticus, however, reprimands them and tries to encourage a more sensitive attitude. Boo makes his presence felt indirectly through a series of benevolent acts, finally intervening when Bob Ewell attacks Jem and Scout. Boo kills Ewell, but Heck Tate, the sheriff, believes it is better to say that Ewell’s death occurred when he fell on his own knife, sparing the shy Boo from unwanted attention. Scout agrees, noting that to do otherwise would be “sort of like shootin’ a mockingbird.”
WEBNOVEL_OFFICIAL · 273.6K Views
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