Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Beet

The Scheming Heiress Joins the Love Show

One day, Ivy Green receives a call from her popular older brother: "My first love is joining a dating show. Look after her for me." (In other words, make sure to step in and cause a scene if you see her getting close with other male contestants.) Ivy: That’s my specialty! From childhood until now, causing chaos has been her number one skill. But as Ivy keeps "watching over" her, she finds herself getting drawn in. Her frustrated brother: “This is how you’re looking after her?” In The Romance Guide for Stars, a reality show originally set up as a four-man contest for three women with all the expected drama, Ivy and Kate Stone’s unexpected chemistry soon captivates the audience. Fans quickly proclaim it the greatest sapphic romance ever on screen. Kate, a former child star with over a decade of fame, is the darling of the entertainment world. Ivy, often labeled the “next Kate Stone” during her girl group audition days, used to find her fanbase frequently clashing with Kate’s. Fan of the couple: “They’re a match made in heaven, perfect in every way!” The two eventually reach a friendly agreement to play along with the fan interest. After the show, however, they cease all public interactions. Onlookers: “Guess it was just a publicity stunt.” But soon after, they appear on another variety show together. Fans glued to their screens: “They’re really together! Someone, close that closet door!” Later, after numerous public displays of affection, the couple’s fans are worn out: “We’re done trying to suppress this—let’s just go with it.” At an international awards ceremony, Kate takes the statuette for Best Actress. When asked what she most looks forward to next, she answers, “Getting married.” The internet collectively swoons, crashing the trending servers. Ivy and Kate's fan club nearly disbands in despair, the forums filled with heartbreak—until later that day, a surprising message appears. @KateStone: I meant, marrying my wife. Years later, fans look back on that show where their love story began, and the clues were there all along. #Ivy thought she met Kate for the first time on her audition show, but it was actually long before that. #Also known as The Scheming Girl Who Stole the Nation’s Darling. Snippet: The two filmed a short story together, and on the day of its release, they livestream their reactions at the crew’s invitation. When certain scenes appear, Ivy turns beet red, hiding against Kate. Fans watching: “Help! This is too much for me!” Content Notes: Mischievous, playful protagonist (chaotic darling) x aloof, snarky goddess 19-year-old whirlwind romance with a 24-year-old Light-hearted, feel-good sweet story
Writerszai · 26.9K Views

Rebirth: Destiny with Mr. Jeon

As an avid reader of novels with themes of transmigration and rebirth, though incredulous, beeti was quick to accept the fact that she has been reborn to the 2000s. As any other rebirth lover she has always had plans for her imaginary second chance in life, though she used to think of the idea as nothing more than just a way to escape from her small regrets and monotonous life. As Beeti was reshaping her life according to her plans, she somehow accumulated a small fortune without anyone noticing. Medical, business, showbiz and a secret.... ' shhh' In the medical field, the bigshots call her "Guruji" with their utmost respect. . In the business world, it is well known that you should not provoke the female devil. . In the showbiz, " she is both soft and sweet, such a pure soul", even the netizens can't help but exclaim. . The secret, 'shhhh' "Adi hi anant hai" Everything was going well until that one encounter, . excerpt 1 "the answer to your dreams will be in front of you soon." said Goshai in a murmure. "you will meet your destined one in the following time, but remember you only have five years." he continued, and left these reminder behind as he slowly faded and became one with the dark night. She was left to digest the information... excerpt 2 "What are you doing? Leave me..." . "I know it's you, baby." "you....." " what about me?" he asked with raised eyebrow, knowing he had her in control. . "wife please come back..." his voice was like coaxing a kid with a hint of pleading... . . . . . "This is a story about a reborn fl in India and a famous bigshot of another country. Will they be together as destined or will history repeat itself...." . . The starting set up would be India, and Bengali family. Author: this is my first work. I sincerely wish you all will give me honest feedback, English is not my first language, please correct any mistakes you find. I also hope I don't hurt particular party and they appreciate my work and not take it the wrong way.
Sky_4968 · 865 Views

The Karmic Comeback: Capture the Beast and Turn the Tides

After enduring three lifetimes of hardships and bloodshed, Bai Feiyin was promised with glitters and rainbows in her fourth life by none other than her contracted beast after it ascends. But before she could even achieve her goal, everything went down the drain as she decided not to fall victim into what...? A con-artist's trap?! "What a bull!" Thrown into a backward existence, she can only grit her teeth and pull a hankerchief in rage. Since she can't directly blame the gods, Bai Feiyin swear to get back with her so-called companion beast. "Argh! Y-you treacherous snake! I knew from the start that you couldn't be trusted! I should have roasted you when I saw you dying the first time we met, not signing that sham contract and work with you to ascend!" The anger in her system didn't subside. "You sent me back to my first life? For real? Wow, wow fantastic! What perfect shit!"  She specifically told him not in this life, that despicable man! "So you want to toy with me? Then be it! I will scour the mountains and hunt you down! I don't believe that I go back in time, you, my contracted beast won't go back as well," she uttered resolutely. Face beet red, burning in rage, she stared intently at the pigeon bloodstone inside her palms with a mark of a serpent's slitted eyes. "Those two other lives filled with war and bloodshed weren't lived in vain. Since you've sent me here, I will bury you along with those greedy pigs from the Bai Main Branch who owe me and my family four lifetimes' worth of debts!" Not long after she bemoaned, "Hmm, no hold on." Revealing a bit rather conflicted look, she tried to suppress her ire upon cooking up something like a shrewd mastermind. "On the second thought, just burying Hong with that regretfully good-looking face of his would be such a pity..." she pondered, but very soon snapped with glee. "Fine, it's a wrap! I will capture that little snake and work his ass like he did to me!" Bai Feiyin, looking like a greedy hyena, found her resolved with bright twinkling eyes that casted away the shadows under her swollen eyes. "Let's sell him off to some rich aunties and get lots of dowries!" *** This will include beastmen but in the form of spirit beasts. There's a hint of cultivation but just subtle that's why I didn't add it as a tag. Please support me thank you!
Cloneheart · 37.2K Views

Entangled Souls

"I'm mesmerized by her fire, even if it is I who burns in it" Small town girl Zara is a bookworm and a student who aces every exam. She is unaware of the fact that she is an Oneiro, one to occur in centuries. She can see the dreams of both angels and demons, know their deepest desires and greatest fears. But, this blessing is a curse in disguise. Unbeknownst to her, this ability has put her in the middle of a war between heaven and hell. She is the key to find the most powerful celestial weapon ever. Heaven and hell have sent their best soldiers after her. On one hand, there is Ryan Jackson- the blue-eyed devil whose smile is enough to make her go week in the knees, and on the other, there is Jake Turner- the charming angel who is just what she needs. Before she knows, her life gets entangled in a complicated web of deceit, hurt, and love. What will she do when she learns about her power? What will she do when they break her heart and her will? How will a mere mortal stand against the might of heaven and wrath of hell? Excerpt: Ryan chuckled, “Then why are you opening up your secrets in front of the so-called bad boy?” When pleading and tears won’t help her she turned frustrated and vented out all her anger on him, “V was right. You don’t care about me. I bet, you didn’t even remember me for a second these past months. And here, despite her multiple warnings, I somehow felt you were different. I was a fool to think of you, to wait for you, to love-” Ryan’s eyes darkened at the unspoken words. She was taken by surprise when he walked up to her and lifted her in his arms. She hadn’t known what fire she had kindled by letting the unspoken words tear at him. “What did you just say?” Zara’s face turned beet red and she tried to push him away but he didn’t budge. The effort to keep his hands firmly planted on the table was visible on his face. “Complete your earlier sentence, Z” She faked an exasperated breath and completed her line, “I was a fool to think of you, to wait for you, to…to love this stupid dress.” Despite her anger and despite the harsh words, he smiled. Not just smiled but chuckled and broke into his pearly white smile that formed a dimple on his cheek. Zara sucked in a breath at seeing him smile and laugh- his smile that had the magical ability to take away all the pain from her body and heart. He asked breathlessly, “Is that what you were going to say?” (Cover is not mine, credit goes to the original creator)
Ana_musings · 206.7K Views

Slave to the Darkness

The world belongs to the humans but what they do not know is that in the dark hours of the night there is a slave market that happens in the woods. No one knows about it except those that are wealthy and pay a fee for the membership. As the slave market moves from town to town, finally they reach its destination where they call up the buyer letting him know that they have arrived with some intriguing goods that he might be interested in. The slave that was bought from the Slave Market in the middle of the night was taken to her new home by her first Master. She feels safe with him but doesn’t remember anything from her past and doesn’t know what secrets lurk in her mind. The Master that bought a new toy thought since she was what he was looking for. He hoped that she would last longer than the rest but what he didn’t expect was the past to come back to him after a hundred years without it. With his new memories he softens up but only for her as she is now his everything, he will stop at nothing to protect her and help each other remember their past together. Excerpt "Just who do you think you are? I will get you thrown out of this area if you continue to loiter around here. I was just having a chat with my soon to be man when you interrupted me." The girl pointed at Yuki blaming her. "Darling, were you going to pick up someone else when you already have me by your side?" Yuki turned and pressed her body up against his side. She rubbed her chest on his side to show that he was hers. "You know that I can not replace you, Liliana. I was only telling these ladies that they couldn't have the purse that I specially ordered for you." He moved his hand to her ass and squeezed. The ladies looked embarrassed for a moment. "No, I will get what I want. I want that man and that purse!" The lady screamed and her face turned beet red. Yuki turned her head over, "you can not control someone's feelings. You can not compare to me in any way shape or form." Yuki turned her head away shapely. "Oh is that so. THEN I CHALLENGE YOU TO A BEAUTY CONTEST!! There is a competition for the queen of the beach today and if you win I will leave you alone and bow down to you but if I win I want that purse and your man!" Cover is a commissioned Product and all rights belong to me and the artist that created it for me.
Shirokitsune · 1.7M Views

Fated to be Loved

When two people of opposite worlds collide with each other, there's bound to be some catastrophe between each other. Alexander Donovan, a ruthless business man and the Ceo of a well-known company met with Elizabeth Smith,an hot-tempered and a runaway princess who wants nothing but freedom and independence. They both hated themselves the first day they met until they realized that both of them are the solution to both their problems. Despite all their bantering and hatred,they both grew to fall in love until the day of the accident when the lost memories came back, the hidden mysteries and secrets became unraveled and that's when the real story starts. Follow their love and hate relationship. PS: You may not like the FL at first but i promise that as you read on, you'll love her. ******* Their Love. Elizabeth had her head on his lap as he strokes her long brunette hair with care and love, Elizabeth closed her eyes to make this moment last longer. "Darling"she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Hmm"he hummed still stroking her hair feeling the silky nature of her hair. "Promise me that you'll always tell me the truth always and stay by my side always even when am not thinking straight. Promise me that you won't betray me. Hubby, promise me"he finally looked at her and smiled lovingly. He bent down and kiss her forehead,then her cheeks and finally her lips"That's my promise and don't ever think like that again"she blushed beet red when he kissed her all over her face. ********* Their Hate He tried to hold her hand but she slapped him instead making everyone gasps,he wasn't angry at her but himself,he was to be blamed for everything. Tears were pouring down her face like a rainfall"you broke your promise, you told me that you'll always tell me the truth. If i didn't recover my memories, you would have left me in the dark. I hate you more than i hate myself right now"she said choking in-between her sobs. Every drop of tear from her eyes was prickling his heart so painfully,he dropped on his knees. Who would have thought that the world known ruthless billionaire will be so vulnerable because of his wife. She was pressing a button furiously as there nurses came inside. "I don't know him, take him away "she lied back on the bed as the nurses raised him up, he didn't resist them and stood up walking away. ******* Hey guys, it's the authoress here. This book is participating in WSA 2022,i need your full support. Please help me, also don't forget to review and comment about the book,tell me what you like or dislike about the book,or want to add any ideas. You're free to. Please vote for me.
Little_Lilac_5930 · 12.2K Views

Philophobia-Because Of You

I've enabled others in my being to interpret me. I put more significance on what they speculated about me and what I was worthy of obtaining than on what I thought about myself, not that it was of consequence. P H I L O P H O B I A I stride into the shower, the liquid running on its loftiest setting. As the scorching liquid hits my skin that's when I can finally inhale and exhale. I lower myself onto the shower bottom and nestle myself in my limbs. Simmering water scorches leaving burning trails along my skin, romping like pointed blades along my back. I let out a pained gripe. Not from the heat inevitably but from the traumas within my heart. The blistering liquid terrors my carcass, I beg for it to sting. To make me feel like humming but not even the flaming liquid can entice me because it's not my carcass that's apathetic. It's my sanity. I stride out of the shower and scour the reflector clean. I gaze at my now beet-ruddy carcass and I smile. A smile that can show you how dignified a person is of themselves. Grand of utterly not only annihilating themselves but also their sanity. P H I L O P H O B I A The first time it transpired they told me to linger and be strong, and I cried a pool of tears. The second time it transpired, they again told me to stay strong. But I couldn't, I couldn't stay strong. Not because I didn't want to but because I was tired. Tired of always being the one getting hurt in the end, tired of loving and not receiving it back, tired of always being the one to understand, tired of people controlling my life and telling me what to do, tired of always being sad, tired of being heartbroken, tired of the world. 2 am, no moan, no crack but a heavy heart, overthinking, and a lot of terror. This is how I live my life. And though every reasonable thing comes to a verge I still latch onto things as if they never will and for that, I fear my contentment always. The macrocosm coats me in bittersweet culmination and I scourge underneath my whiff for making me so vulnerable to adoring everything. My essence is made of recollections and sentiments from years ago and even if I say I've moved on, I am fibbing from my teeth. I am only made by other people, not myself. It was until then that I couldn't use slumber as an escape anymore because I kept wakening to ameliorate that same day. In another life, far from this wretched one, we are plopping in each other's arms, grinning and giggling. Replenishing the rooms with the noises of our laughter. But in this life, we are worlds apart, and the heart fails, the heartaches feel the rooms with the sound of my sobs. I then realized that it wasn't me that was tired, it was my soul. Maybe if I just closed my eyes and never woke up again. Would I still be tired? P H I L O P H O B I A It took me a man and a few others to comprehend that my probabilities don't exist on any planet. My probabilities were of embodiment and not tenderness. They only prevailed in stories, not in the real world.
TiffanySafi · 1.5K Views
Related Topics
More