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He Save First Love Gave Up Our Son

scars of first love

Emery Lancaster never truly belonged in the world of the elite. As the curvy stepdaughter of a billionaire, she’s spent years enduring whispered judgments and cruel pranks—especially from her arrogant yet secretly protective stepbrother, Zane Kingsley. But when she steps into the prestigious *Crestwood Academy*, she’s determined to prove she’s more than just her weight, her name, or the shadows of her past. Then there’s *Killian Wolfe*—rich, untouchable, and devastatingly handsome. The international playboy with a reputation as cold as his piercing gray eyes. Emery knows he’s out of her league, but that doesn’t stop her heart from racing whenever he’s near. What she doesn’t know? *She’s just a bet.* When Killian’s toxic girlfriend dares him to make the “chubby girl” fall for him—then break her—he accepts without a second thought. *But he wasn’t supposed to fall, too.* And he definitely wasn’t supposed to destroy her in the process. Heartbroken, humiliated, and carrying a secret that will change her life forever, Emery leaves everything behind. *Six years later, she returns—stronger, successful, and with a daughter who looks exactly like the man who betrayed her.* Now, Killian wants redemption. He wants answers. He wants to be a father. But Emery isn’t the same naïve girl who once worshipped him. This time, *she holds all the power.* But will old wounds heal, or will the past prove impossible to forgive?
kerkerlyy · 47 Views

Scars He Gave Me

"You know what a good girl would have done? A good girl would have stayed home instead of sneaking out of her father's compound just to get a man to fuck her. A good girl wouldn't have stabbed a man like me with a pen. And most of all, a good girl wouldn't be turned on by holding a gun to a man's chest." I lean closer to her. "You're no good girl, Ivanna." "You… you're wrong." "Go on then. Come on. Pull the trigger." *** My name is Ivanna. I am the daughter of Misha Sidorov, the head of the Krasnoyarsk Bratva. I have just graduated and I’m about to go to college. My life is perfect until Sergio Sakharov comes into the picture. He is the darkness itself. He reigns over the entire Sakharov family and by extension, the Dvina River Vory Bratva. His word is law, and his desire is absolute. Everything changes in a split second when he steals me away and holds prisoner in Tyva, a bride for his only heir. But Sergio doesn’t take no for an answer. He always gets whatever he wants and against all reason, he claims me for himself instead. He thinks I’m the perfect match for his desires and he is determined to keep me close, even if I fight him at every turn. Except, I’m no helpless pawn. I’m not innocent. I have tasted his dark side, and I want more. The don himself, the man they call the Volkov of Dvina River appeals to me in the most sinful of ways. His wickedness draws me in, and when he decides that he wants me, I’m helpless. I can’t resist him, even if it means giving myself to him. He may think he has power over me and can control me every step of the way, but I’m about to show him who the real boss is.
Bistas_She · 111.2K Views

Married to a monster, saved by the president's son

Warning: This book explores dark themes, including abuse, self-harm, and non-consensual acts. It is not for sensitive readers. This is not a love story. It is a story about life, betrayal, and how nothing is as it seems. I thought I was living love story. When I returned home to start my own hospital, I met Cletus—the man who seemed like everything I had ever prayed for. He was kind, charming, and made me believe in love in a way I never had before. My parents warned me. They told me he wasn’t who he claimed to be, that he wasn’t rich like he had said. But I didn’t care. I loved him, and I thought love was enough. I was wrong. The man I married became a stranger, then a monster. He lied. He cheated. He hurt me in ways I never thought possible. But I stayed—for our daughter, for the love I once believed in, for the hope that maybe one day he would change. I learned to live in the quiet misery of my choices, convincing myself that endurance was the same as strength. And then Sam came. The president’s son. He saw me—the real me—the one I had forgotten existed. He showed me that I could heal, that I could dream again, that love wasn’t supposed to be a prison. But Cletus refuses to let me go. He would rather see the world burn than watch me walk away. Now, I have to make a choice. Do I keep sacrificing myself for the man who is destroying me? Or do I finally gather the courage to fight for the life I deserve? This was supposed to be a love story. Maybe it still is. But love should never feel like a cage.
Miraharlson · 2M Views
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