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Victoria is the abandoned daughter of the Gonzalez family. Everyone dislikes her, but they have no idea that she is the only top perfume mixer and possesses great power in society. Business and political magnates all follow her lead.
Alexander Garcia is a business tycoon, cold and heartless. He has encountered powerful rivals, but he has no idea that young girl Victoria is behind this.
Alexander said, “Victoria, I have personally stripped off all your disguises. Now, it’s time to win your heart....

WARNING!! MATURED CONTENT!!
The heart craves for whatever it wants, Good or bad—
Tiffany had a long time secret Crush on her uncle, who looked more manly and handsome than all the guys she met.
She vows to make him her man, hook or crook. Opportunity presents itself, as her parents suddenly had an urgent business outside the country, and had to travel, leaving her in her uncle's house, for a month.
Things get intense, as her uncle turns out to enjoy her advances towards him, but can't let t...

I couldn't get my eyes off my window as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Outside there in the darkness that was gradually going down due to the faint morning light, I continously stared at a thing no word in the English dictionary can explain.
*It was a black wolf with red eyes. So big that I could bet that it was two times bigger than Zane in his wolf form. But that wasn't the scary thing. The scary thing was that, it had a round substance on it's mouth. And since I know that I could se...

It took her five years to follow her own wishes and marry him. Yet he sold her to the Resorts World LA, killed their baby with his own hands...... What he did reduced her to the unprecedented misery and uncountable unhappiness. However, when she finally got rid of her love for him, which was like a poisonous thorn, he changed his mind and begged her to stay as if he"s gone mad. But for her, none of them mattered--love or reputation. He"d rather die than crawl back to the grave he built for her!

She's the housekeeper's daughter. He's Manhattan's coldest billionaire. One drugged drink changes everything.
Aria Taylor wakes up in Blake Morgan's bed, accused of seducing him. Her punishment? A five-year marriage contract—his wife on paper, his servant in reality. While Blake flaunts his true love Emma at Manhattan galas, Aria pays for her father's medical bills with her dignity.
Three years of humiliation. Three years of being called a murderer's daughter—because her father's car "accident...

The day my daughter Lily Brown turned six, I came face-to-face with Edward Thomas—the man I’d put behind bars.​​
​Surrounded by his admirers, he pointed at the wine spilled at my feet. His voice was ice-cold. “Get on your knees. Lick it off the floor.”
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Stacy was a brilliant and beautiful girl in her days in Hillary High School, Everyone want to be friend with her.
She is one of the hottest girl in the School. She was indeed the Queen in the Hillary High.
Her Parents were business Tycoons. So they were super dopey Rich.
They were not always home and not always available though they provided her with more than enough money.
She sometimes lack parental care and this has always sadden her, she never got the love and attention she needed. She ...

I lay in his arms, each breath tasting of blood and snow—he was the one who slaughtered my entire clan. The silver blade was within reach, his throat just inches from my revenge.
But he opened his eyes, those silver-gray depths locking onto my knife. The silver burned my palm as he pinned me beneath him, forcing bitter moonbane down my throat. His fingers traced the "traitor" brand seared into my chest. "Scars fade," he whispered. That tenderness cut deeper than any hatred ever could.

Pregnant?” A gleam crossed my eyes, and before I could control myself, tears began running down my eyes. My vision was blurry from the tears, but I still scanned the files, my heart beating loudly. A smile finally made its way to my face.
I looked at the nurse who was standing behind me, looking happy, but certainly not as happy as I was. Eight years. Eight years of barrenness, Eight years of crying and praying to the moon goddess, Eight years of tolerance to everything I passed through in...