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Sovereign Devotion

In a world ruled by wealth, power, and intelligence, Anastasia Raventhorn Vasiliev is untouchable. The sole heir of the 1st and 3rd richest families in the world, she is a goddess in both beauty and mind—a cruel angel whose very existence commands reverence. The world bows at her feet, yet she walks it alone, indifferent to the love and admiration of countless suitors. For her, emotions are a game, and life is a battlefield where only the strong survive. And then, there is Vincent Blackwood. The second son of the 2nd richest family, he was born to rule but willingly abandoned his throne. An unfathomable genius, a rising star, and the son of the world’s most ruthless mafia king, he could have had everything—except the one thing he truly wanted. Anastasia. He loved her to the point of madness, but love was never enough. He chased, he worshipped, he bled for her. And still, she remained untouched, distant, looking down at him as though he were nothing but an afterthought. Yet Vincent was never meant to be second. Not in life, not in power, and certainly not in her heart. If she would not come to him, then he would shatter the world until she had no choice but to see him. If she refused to be his, then he would become hers—mind, body, and soul. He would break himself, ruin himself, lose everything… until she could no longer deny that he belonged to her. But when a god falls for a goddess, is it love… or is it war? "Sovereign Devotion"—a tale of obsession, power, and a love that defies fate itself.
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Divorciei-me do meu marido repugnante, casei-me com o seu irmão diabólico

[Conteúdo adulto.] Chloe Carlson, 35, era uma mulher casada vivendo com seu marido infiel— Vincent Gray, e sua filha— Mackenzie. Seu casamento fracassado a levou a entrar com um pedido de divórcio após 10 anos, mas seu marido se recusou a assiná-lo. "Sei o que você quer, Chloe, você quer o meu dinheiro após o divórcio. Você quer tirar tudo de mim e eu não vou deixar isso acontecer!" acusou Vincent. "Eu não preciso do seu dinheiro, Vincent! Eu só quero levar Mackenzie comigo e ir embora!" Por fim, ela deixou seu desgraçado marido sem pegar um centavo dele. Ela estava determinada a trilhar seu próprio caminho e dar o melhor do mundo à sua filha. No entanto, as coisas não iam tão bem para uma mãe solteira como Chloe. Era difícil encontrar emprego porque ela foi dona-de-casa sem qualificação por muito tempo. Assim, em desespero, já que precisava cuidar de sua filha, ela só tinha uma saída. Ela contactou seu cunhado— Vernon Phoenix Gray, 25, um jovem playboy impiedoso, que por acaso era o CEO de uma empresa em ascensão meteórica, pedindo-lhe um emprego nesse momento difícil. “Um trabalho? Isso não é problema. Você pode trabalhar como minha assistente pessoal e cuidar de todas as minhas necessidades diárias.” Vernon sorriu malicioso e se aproximou. “Especialmente na cama,” sussurrou ele em seu ouvido. — Chloe se renderia às mãos de seu maléfico cunhado e se tornaria escrava de seus caprichos? Ou ela retornaria para seu marido abusivo em prol do futuro de sua filha?
ForeverPupa · 1M Views

REINCARNATED AS A MOVIE DIRECTOR

Vincent Caine, a washed-up movie director whose career collapsed under the weight of his own unfulfilled ambition, awakens in a void — a pitch-black theater where the only spotlight is fixed on his own sweating, broken face. The laughter of an unseen audience echoes around him, sharp and unnatural, twisting his pain into their entertainment. His memories are gone, save for a single truth: his name. A booming voice — equal parts ringmaster and executioner — congratulates Vincent on his "win." The prize? A new life. Not because of talent or purpose, but a simple roll of the dice. He is to inhabit the body of another heartbroken indie director, recently felled by a heart attack, his corpse held in unnatural suspension. As Vincent's consciousness spirals through the emerald vortex of his forced rebirth, the lines between performance and reality blur. The faceless crowd’s laughter follows him like a haunting score. Memories that are not his begin to surface — the indie director’s unfinished scripts, his fears, his distant relationships. But Vincent’s own past remains a blank canvas, gnawed at by a presence that seems to slither through his mind. What awaits him in this new life is more than just another chance at directing — it's a waking nightmare of fabricated success and lingering failure. Every interaction feels staged, every relationship like a hollow performance. The question isn't just who Vincent will become in this borrowed life — it's what dark hand is pulling the strings behind the curtain, orchestrating this surreal second act. And the ever-present, unnatural laughter? It never stops. Because the show must go on.
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