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Brewing Love And Lies

The final ingredient to finding true love is one teaspoon of lies. **** On her 18th birthday, Elspeth's world was shattered after a one-night stand left her pregnant. The child's father, Alan, betrayed her by revealing his alliance with her scheming half-sister, Heather, who aimed to steal Elspeth's position as heiress. To protect their family’s reputation, her parents sent her away in disgrace. Years later, Elspeth returns, determined to reclaim her place and exact revenge on those who wronged her. But her family’s pressure to marry complicates things. Desperate to dodge a blind date, she impulsively kisses Castiel Stepanov, her daughter's teacher, using him as a convenient escape. When a key investor insists on meeting her husband, Elspeth sees an opportunity and proposes a fake marriage to Castiel. Castiel, a powerful Russian business mogul and part-time elementary teacher, has his own hidden agenda. Traumatized by witnessing the murder of his family, Castiel’s life has been driven by the desire for revenge. Unbeknownst to Elspeth, her father is responsible for the tragedy that destroyed his family. Eager to destroy Elspeth's life, Castiel agrees to the sham marriage, intent on ruining her and her father. As their fake marriage progresses, hidden truths and deep-seated wounds begin to surface. Can Elspeth balance her desire for vengeance with her need to protect her heart, her daughter, and her empire? And will Castiel follow through with his plan for revenge, or will love and the weight of the past consume them both? _______ TROPES: One night stand. Pregnancy. Contract/Fake Marriage. Win her back. Betrayal x Revenge Family. First person (dual perspectives) ______ IG: @ebynamani TT: @eby.namani
Eby_Namani · 74.6K Views

No Name.u

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
Dlustery · 1.1K Views

Fated: Web of Lies

In a world where time itself is both a cage and a cycle, there is a truth darker than any shadow cast by the moon. Some things are destined to repeat, no matter how desperately one struggles to break free. Some souls are born to live their lives in endless loops, chained by forces they cannot understand, no matter how much they fight. This is the story of Sora, a boy whose existence has been twisted by the hands of fate and whose every step has been marked by an unseen puppeteer. Orphaned and alone, he exists at the intersection of broken dreams and painful truths, caught in a web of manipulation and dark secrets. From the moment he lost his parents under mysterious circumstances, Sora has been thrust into a world that holds no mercy. The cycle that binds him, and the others who are trapped within it, is more than a mere repetition of events. It is a curse, a force beyond their control, that shapes their lives and their deaths. But Sora refuses to accept his fate. With a heart full of anger, grief, and determination, he seeks to uncover the truth—about his parents, the mysterious forces controlling his life, and the dark entity known only as the Puppeteer. Alongside him is Dena, a girl who has also been scarred by the cycle and by the choices of others. Together, they fight not only for survival but for a chance to change the path they are on. Yet, in this world where every choice feels like a trap and every moment is both fleeting and eternal, Sora must confront the question that haunts him: Is it truly possible to break free, or is he doomed to repeat his fate, no matter what? Fated is a tale of love and loss, of power and manipulation, and of the relentless pursuit of freedom. It is a story about what it means to truly be free—if such a thing is even possible in a world that seems intent on making sure we remain prisoners of our own histories. The path ahead is uncertain, the stakes higher than ever before, and the price of freedom—if it exists—could be more than any of them are willing to pay. Welcome to the world of Fated. Where fate is not a gift but a curse, and even those who fight the hardest may find that they are nothing more than pieces in a game they cannot escape.
Karmagotme · 5.7K Views
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