Catherine Oriel
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The Agreement With The Badboy
Adventure It's my first day of school as a simple student of MU. This school is very popular and only rich students can afford to study here. I'm also one of them, being rich is very frustrating because your parents always put pressure in you so you don't have a choice but to do what they say and meet the standards they want because of the reason they're always saying it's good for you, good for you my ass!.
"Mira!" she said to me
sapphire. She's my best friend since I was grade 7
"What? Is there any gossip?”
I open here
"It's terrible! but have you heard?"
it's gossip
"Which one was heard?" I answered
"The 5 handsome sons of the owner of this school will be going to transfer here"
This is a story that makes me frown. Why is he telling me this story? what do I care? psh!
"Uh okay" I replied bored here
"Okay? that's all?" it whined
"Why? what do you want me to sa-"
What I was about to say was interrupted by the laughter of the entire student body in the incoming black Ferrari car.
'omg they're here'
'hey, look at me, am I beautiful?'
I saw their picture in there old school and they're all handsome
I heard a whisper so sapphire and I stopped walking
"I think they're here" said the person next to me, she looks excited like others
The men got out of the Ferrari more and more because I covered my ears
"oh boys, you're finally here"
met immediately by the dean,
I stared at them and I can't deny the fact that they really had good faces, handsome indeed huh!
I was staring at the idiot next to me, so I immediately elbowed him, causing him to return to the correct posture
"ses ampopogi nga" it screamed my gosh my ears hurt
"do you know them?" I asked here
"Of course, I'm a fan of those guys" he answered which made me wince, really a fan? It's a good thing as long as there's no mistake. And it started to teach and introduce men
"That's Javier, he's the eldest among them" he pointed to the man in a white polo tucked into his black pants, he was wearing specs and his hair was brushed up and his face was emotionless.
"It's hard to joke because you might be embarrassed because you'll be the only one laughing," Sapphire added
"Larsen is the second one of them" he pointed to the man wearing a black plain shirt and black jogger pants with matching black shades who looked as if he had died. "That's really weird, he likes it because it's black, and it's been talked about that it's quiet, but it's the devil's behavior"
he added because I seem to wince at the color of his clothes because it's all black, are you stupid?
"That's Xavier, he's the third one, just be careful, he's a bad boy and it's been rumored that he's always full of guidance in the states. He's always a bully, whether it's a boy or a girl, I bet he'll find a target now." He pointed to the man who looked like anytime. puncher He's wearing a black vest and ripped jeans with black boots and also has tattoos on his shoulder "hey, I'll just pray for that next target" Sapphire whispered, he looks like a bad boy and he looks arrogant as well as it makes the blood boil.
"That's Keirson" he pointed to the man wearing a black shirt with a layered leather jacket. He's also wearing ripped jeans and has Peirce in his left ear and lower lip. "That's the f*ck boy, many people have complained about states that she got pregnant and this is it! It is rumored that he raped someone because the girl didn't want to have sex with him, so I agree. Just be careful with him because he will make your life miserable when he cheats on you."
"And lastly that's Keiron, keirson's twin brother they're the youngest among their pacts" he pointed to the smiling man who looked like he was wearing a shirt, he was wearing a white printed shirt dark blue jeans with matching white sneakers and specs
"He's the kindest among them, that's a smile and I know what's causing his twin to panic, that's what made him so nice, he's happy to talk to me" im just looking at the five man's talking to dean and doesn't even notice that they're already walking. I'm just looking at them suddenly when the guy named Xavier bumped my shoulder causing me to look at him and mouthed
"target unlock" and then he smirked that gave shivers to my spine It's Hurt To Loving You
Romance On the day Aki was diagnosed with terminal cancer, but his husband, Ethan Montifalco, was taking care of his first love's children.
In the hospital corridor, His Doctor Keith Santos said grimly while holding a biopsy report, "Aki, the results are out. If the surgery is successful, your survival rate is 15 to 30 percent."
Aki held her bag tightly. Her Little face was pale and solemn. "Keith, how long will I live if I don't have surgery?"
"Six months to a year. It's different for everyone. In your case, it's better to do two rounds of pre-therapy first before the surgery. It will prevent the risk of spreading or undergoing metastasis."
Aki bit his lip while forcing out, "Thank you."
"Don't thank me. I'll arrange for you to be admitted to the hospital right away," Keith said.
"There's no need. I don't plan to get treatment. I can't take it anymore," Aki said.
"me"
Keith wanted to say something more, but Aki tipped his head at him. "Keith, please help me keep this a secret. I don't want my family to worry."
The Ford family went bankrupt. Aki had to bend over backwards just to cover her father's medical expenses. If his family knew about his illness, they would no doubt be worried about his situation.
Keith sighed helplessly and said, "Don't worry. I'll keep my lips sealed. I heard that you're married. Your husband—"
"Keith, please take good care of my dad. I have to go now." Aki seemed very reluctant to talk about this and left quickly before he could answer. Keith shook his head.
Rumor had it that he had dropped out of university and secretly married. The top genius in medical school had fallen from grace into devastation.
Throughout the two years of his father's treatment, he was the only one who took care of everything. Even when he had collapsed from illness and was sent to the hospital by passersby, but his rumored husband had never shown up.
Thinking back, Ethan had truly treated him well in the year they had gotten married. Alas, when his first love returned to the country, everything changed.
The Mafia Inlove
Mafia Bang!
Bang!
Loud gunshots all around. I look around to find my son and my wife, they are missing, d*mn. "Daddy Zach!" I heard my son scream at their damn father.
A long short story, I will explain it, but soon.
"D*mn, baby come here to papa Rus!" I called the twins and they immediately came. "Where is your dad?"
I'm nervous to ask here. They are crying. "Okay, shhhh papa Rus is here, don't cry baby."
"Papa Rus, dada and papa Zach are missing.." cried one of the twins. "Okay, I'll find them okay?" He nodded while wiping away the tears. I really need to find them, especially my Sail.
"Stay here and don't ever go out okay?" I kissed them both on the forehead before leaving. I never thought that one of our enemy's men would be able to shoot me, I was shot in the shoulder.
I saw Sail on the side, he was sitting with his yellow hands covering his ears, I look at Zach who is fighting Helvet, our enemy. I first shot the gun at the person standing next to me, it hit him right.
"Sail! Shhh let's go!" I tried to pull it but he didn't want to leave Zach. "No! Zach, Zach is here I won't leave him!" I sighed and carried him in a bridal style, it was struggling but I was strong, I lowered it to where the twins were hiding. "Please Rus, bring Zach back." I slowly nod even though feeling a heavy feeling inside my chest. He loves Zach.
I went to the devil who was shooting a while ago.
"Zach! Let's go!" I called here during the shooting, when he saw me he yelled at me angrily. "F*ck you left them?!" He responded angrily to me. "Sail wants me to go back with you so shut up!"
I left there to go to Sail but then... Helvet... he was holding the twins while Sail was lying on his chin, Sail is dead... and my son in his tummy... my son.. yes Sail is pregnant with my child. The Rich CEO Buy Me
Billionaires "Next, this is Achiena Liv Bautista, 21 years of age. Never been touched. Start on 500,000" the old woman announced today at the bar. I have no choice because my father forced me to do it. I almost cried now in front of me while watching the people who are now staring at my body that looks like I'm naked.
"500 thousand" shouted the old man with a cigarette. Jusko, guide me.
"600,000" a fat man, next to a yellow woman who is now currently holding the man's leg.
"1 million" shouted a thin man. The crowd was silent.
"1 million once, 1 million twice, 1 million...
"10 million" shouted a man in a dark corner. Like a dark corner, he is as dark as his aura. 10 𝖲33 millions!
"10 million once, 10 million twice, 10 million sold to Mr. Hawton"
"Goodluck" 𝗒𝗒𝗎𝗒𝗌𝗌 𝖻r𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗄𝗄
"Follow me" the man commanded in a deep voice.
"faster!" he added so I hurried to walk. Is it easy to walk, because the legs are big! You might like
HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance)
Viviene Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised.
It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language.
This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire.
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"Take off your dress, Meadow."
"Why?"
"Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost."
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Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance.
One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring.
Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel.
He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch.
Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed.
She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge.
But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming.
Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything.
Alaric doesn't share what's his.
Not his company.
Not his wife.
And definitely not his vengeance.
His Twisted Game, My Dangerous Love
Rabbit Vesper's marriage to Julian Sterling was a gilded cage. One morning, she woke naked beside Damon Sterling, Julian's terrifying brother, then found a text: Julian's mistress was pregnant. Her world shattered, but the real nightmare had just begun.
Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos.
As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage.
The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice.
Refusing victimhood, Vesper reclaimed her identity. Fueled by vengeance, she allied with Damon, who vowed to burn his empire for her. Julian faced justice, but matriarch Eleanor's counterattack forced Vesper's choice as a hitman aimed for her. The Billionaire's Cruelty, My Secret Daughter
Rabbit The thunder cracked over the Hamptons, but it was nothing compared to Elena Sharp's scream. She lay twisted on the marble foyer, accusing me of trying to kill her baby. My husband, Julian, walked in, saw the scene, and his eyes froze me out of his life forever.
He didn't listen, shoving a separation agreement across the desk, accusing me of murder. Stripped of my name and home, I was thrown out, left with nothing but my clothes and a terrifying secret growing inside me.
My accounts frozen, I ended up in a crumbling Philadelphia row house, forced to pawn heirlooms. During a fire, my water broke, and I delivered our premature daughter, June, whose lungs were damaged. I stole formula to feed her, facing massive medical bills.
Accused of destroying an heir, I was exiled while carrying his true legacy, fighting for every breath. The injustice burned, but June's life was my only fight.
Three years later, June needed life-saving surgery. Julian's dying grandmother called me back with the funds, forcing a cruel charade with the man who hated me, a man still oblivious to his daughter. My Crippled Husband Is a Secret Billionaire
Rabbit The silence in St. Patrick's Cathedral wasn't peaceful; it was a physical weight on Stella's shoulders, heavier than her wedding dress. She stood alone at the altar, ready for her perfect life, when her phone vibrated with a text that shattered everything.
Her fiancé, Bryce, messaged just moments before the vows: "I can't do this. Monica needs me. I'm sorry." Monica, her maid of honor, was the reason he fled. Bryce's mother then publicly shamed Stella, implying her career ambition drove him away. The betrayal of her sacrifices, her future, and her dignity ignited a white-hot rage. Stella ripped off her veil, grabbed the microphone, and exposed the groom and maid of honor's affair to the stunned guests before storming out.
A furious wreck in her ruined gown, she stumbled on the cathedral steps, meeting Julian Sterling, the "Cursed Son" in a wheelchair. He offered no pity, only a detached assessment.
In a defiant, adrenaline-fueled moment, Stella crouched and asked, "Are you single?" Julian, needing a strategic alliance against his family, agreed to a cold, transactional marriage of convenience. With the City Clerk's office hours ticking down, Stella tore her dress, determined to forge a new path of vengeance and desperate necessity. Pregnant and Divorced: I Hid His Heir
Rabbit Vivian clutched her Hermès bag, her doctor's words echoing: "Extremely high-risk pregnancy." She hoped the baby would save her cold marriage, but Julian wasn't in London as his schedule claimed. Instead, a paparazzi photo revealed his early return-with a blonde woman, not his wife, at the private airport exit.
The next morning, Julian served divorce papers, callously ending their "duty" marriage for his ex, Serena. A horrifying contract clause gave him the right to terminate her pregnancy or seize their child. Humiliated, demoted, and forced to fake an ulcer, Vivian watched him parade his affair, openly discarding her while celebrating Serena.
This was a calculated erasure, not heartbreak. He cared only for his image, confirming he would "handle" the baby himself. A primal rage ignited her. "Just us," she whispered to her stomach, vowing to sign the divorce on her terms, keep her secret safe, and walk away from Sterling Corp for good, ready to protect her child alone. After Betrayal, She Claimed Her Empire
Rabbit Serena Vance, an unloved wife, clutched a custom-made red velvet cake to her chest, enduring the cold rain outside an exclusive Upper East Side club. She hoped this small gesture for her husband, Julian, would bridge the growing chasm between them on their third anniversary. But as she neared the VIP suite, her world shattered.
Julian's cold, detached voice sliced through the laughter, revealing he considered her nothing more than a "signature on a piece of paper" for a trust fund, mocking her changed appearance and respecting only another woman, Elena. The indifference in his tone was a physical blow, a brutal severance, not heartbreak.
She gently placed the forgotten cake on the floor, leaving her wedding ring and a diamond necklace as she prepared to abandon a marriage built on lies. Her old life, once a prison of quiet suffering and constant humiliation, now lay in ruins around her.
Three years of trying to be seen, to be loved, were erased by a few cruel words. Why had she clung to a man who saw her as a clause in a will, a "creature," not a wife? The shame and rage hardened her heart, freezing her tears.
Returning to an empty penthouse, she packed a single battered suitcase, leaving behind every symbol of her failed marriage. With a burner phone, she dialed a number she hadn't touched in a decade, whispering, "Godfather, I'm ready to come home." The 100-Point Divorce Plan
Gavin For three years, I documented the slow death of my marriage in a black journal. It was my 100-point divorce plan: for every time my husband, Blake, chose his first love, Ariana, over me, I deducted points. When the score hit zero, I would leave.
The final points vanished the night he left me bleeding out from a car crash. I was eight weeks pregnant with the child we had prayed for.
In the ER, the nurses frantically called him-the star surgeon of the very hospital I was dying in.
"Dr. Santos, we have a Jane Doe, O-negative, bleeding out. She's pregnant, and we're about to lose them both. We need you to authorize an emergency blood transfer."
His voice came over the speaker, cold and impatient.
"I can't. My priority is Miss Whitfield. Do what you can for the patient, but I can't divert anything right now."
He hung up. He condemned his own child to death to ensure his ex-girlfriend had resources on standby after a minor procedure. I Was His Wife, Now I'm His Ruin
Rabbit Sera stood at the altar, ready to renew vows with Lucas Sterling, a public declaration of their solid marriage. But in that holy silence, Lucas answered his phone, his voice booming, "Naomi? I'm coming." He then turned, eyes cold, declaring, "It's over," abandoning her mid-ceremony.
The crowd gasped. His family humiliated her, calling her "trash." He then cut off all her money, stranding her in a downpour. The cruelest blow: his sister revealed Lucas had gossiped about Sera's deepest trauma-a past kidnapping-mocking her belief he was her savior.
This betrayal shattered Sera's loyalty, replacing pain with cold rage. How could he expose that secret? And why did powerful Julian Thorne appear, whispering, "I've known who you are for a long time," as if privy to her past?
With her last attachment severed, Sera pulled out her encrypted phone. Her voice chilling, she commanded, "Target Sterling Supply Chain. Initiate Phase One: Disruption." Her counterattack had begun. Abandoned Wife, Billionaire Revenge
Rabbit My husband promised me forever, but gave me endless lies. On our anniversary, I found his secrets on social media, exposed by his mistress. He didn't just break my heart; he broke my entire world.
Seraphina sat alone in her opulent mansion, preparing their anniversary dinner, feeling the suffocating weight of her cold, hollow marriage.
An Instagram post from Tiffany Sloan then brazenly revealed Harrison's hand at a romantic dinner, shattering his flimsy excuses and exposing his blatant infidelity.
The betrayal turned Seraphina's despair into cold resolve. He gaslighted her, dismissed her pain, and reminded her she was "nothing." He chose his mistress over her dying brother, caused her to break an ankle, and finally abandoned her on a desolate street corner, stripped of dignity.
How could she have sacrificed her entire violin career for a man who so casually discarded her? Under that bridge, her foolish love died, leaving only a fierce desire for reclamation.
Shivering and alone, a faded flyer for a violin teacher caught her eye. It was a defiant whisper of her old self, a promise: Seraphina Vanderbilt was gone, and a new Seraphina was finally free.