LUSA BLACK
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BAD BOY INLOVE
Romance Delilah Morgan, the fierce and fearless young woman. she was known as the "crazy bitch" of the Morgan family. In her early twenties, she possessed a striking appearance, with fierce looks and a sexy body that turned heads wherever she went.
Delilah was not one to tolerate any nonsense from anyone, regardless of their status or possessions. She lived by her own rules and didn't care about societal expectations.
As the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Morgan, who happened to be one of the top 5 wealthiest families in the whole state, Delilah had the freedom to fly wherever she pleased and look down on everything and everyone. The Morgan family's wealth gave her the wings to explore the world without any limitations.
Delilah Morgan was a force to be reckoned with.
Delilah ain’t believe in love or give it a chance.
She thought she could control her desires and remain single forever. But everything changed when she got accepted into Crestwood College and fell in love with a mysterious and unpredictable guy.
Who is the guy between Aron Harrison and Jace Hunter?
Let me introduce the two Boy to you.
Aron Harrison, the most cocky guy you'll ever come across. He doesn't give a damn about a girl's appearance or even bother to give them a second glance. In his mind, all girls are the same and just a bunch of sluts. But little did he know, his perspective would completely change when he crossed paths with the one and only Delilah Morgan.
Their encounter is like adding a spicy twist to a bland dish. Delilah's charm and uniqueness captivate Aron, challenging his preconceived notions about women.
Jace Hunter, the ultimate bad boy who prides himself on his seductive prowess. He's got a reputation for being a player, he do boldly declaring, "I'm Jace Hunter, and I hunt every p!ssy in town." Love is not on his radar, as he believes it's just a myth. But everything changes when he meets the enigmatic and captivating Delilah Morgan.
Their encounter is like a spicy twist in a sizzling dish. Jace's smooth-talking ways are put to the test as he finds himself drawn to Delilah's irresistible charm. As their story unfolds, Jace begins to question his beliefs and realizes that there's more to life than just casual encounters.
Will Jace be the one who ends up with Delilah Morgan or Aron Harrison? The answer lies in the unexpected plot twists and turns of their captivating journey. Stay tuned, as their story continues to unfold with passion and intrigue!
MARRY TO THE DEVIL
History Lucifer, the powerful man who had lived in the human realm for six thousand years, possessed a face that exuded handsomeness, unaffected by the passage of time. His mere presence struck fear into the hearts of everyone in the village, even the king himself wouldn't dare to meet his gaze.
Around 30 years ago, a brutal war erupted between the villages of Fujiang and Tonggong, claiming the lives of many innocent people. The Tonggong warriors proved to be far stronger than their Fujiang counterparts.
As the war reached its climax, with Fujiang on the brink of defeat, the king of Fujiang made a desperate plea to Lucifer for help. The man who had lived a life of turmoil agreed to assist, but on one condition. The king, desperate for victory, accepted all of Lucifer's conditions, and thus began their alliance to conquer the war.
The war lasted for over a month before it finally ended. Lucifer emerged victorious, and now it's the King's turn to fulfill his condition.
It's a bride! Lucifer asked the King to willingly give him permission to choose a bride from either the Ling or Yang Family. These families are the richest and wealthiest in all of Fujiang.
The Yang Family is blessed with water power, using it to ravage and sabotage everything in their path. They even have golden eyeballs that symbolize their connection to the Yang Family.
On the other hand, the Ling Family possesses the power of wind. They can destroy anything with just a single blow of wind. Their distinctive feature is their blue eyes, which represent the Ling family.
The King accepted Lucifer's offer, unaware that once Lucifer chooses a bride, he will send them to HAVENLY. HAVENLY is like a small heaven, filled with people who possess extraordinary powers. Lucifer himself comes from there. So, whenever he wants to get married, he must send the wives to HAVENLY. After 16 years, if the baby doesn't return, it means she is not capable of being Lucifer's wife.
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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.
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. 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. 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 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. 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." I Signed the Divorce, He Lost Everything
Rabbit My wealthy husband, Nathaniel, stormed in, demanding a divorce to be with his "dying" first love, Julia. He expected tears, pleas, even hysteria. Instead, I calmly reached for a pen, ready to sign away our life for a fortune.
For two years, I played the devoted wife in our sterile penthouse. That night, Nathaniel shattered the facade, tossing divorce papers. "Julia's back," he stated, "she needs me."
He expected me to crumble. But my calm "Okay" shocked him. I coolly demanded his penthouse, shares, and a doubled stipend, letting him believe I was a greedy gold digger. He watched, disgusted, convinced I was a monster.
He couldn't fathom my indifference or ruthless demands. He saw avarice, not a carefully constructed facade. His betrayal had awakened something far more dangerous.
The second the door closed, the dutiful wife vanished. I retrieved a burner phone and a Glock, ready to expose the elaborate lie he and Julia had built. My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival
rabbit At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out.
When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage.
I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was.
He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt.
"You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon."
I froze, thinking he was joking too.
My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love.
Eventually, I was about to marry Liam.
But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go."