Queenyy
Queenyy's Books(3)
The replacement wife
Romance
"How many times do I have to tell you to mind your own business and not touch things inside my house?" he shouted angrily, accompanied by him
clumsy fall on the table I had just bought.
I immediately placed my hand on my chest as I felt its rapid beating due to the anxiety I'm feeling now.
"I just wanted to tidy up—"
"Shut up! Tidy up what? Are you saying you want to erase every memory of my wife in this house?" he yelled at me in anger.
I quickly hid my trembling hands behind my back and took a deep breath before looking him directly in the eyes.
"No... why would I do that—"
"Because you want to replace her!" he yelled again, stopping me in my tracks.
Replace her? How could I replace her?
I gulped and took another deep breath before locking eyes with her once more.
"Hannah is dead."
Three words that infuriated her even more, and she slapped me hard, causing me to stagger and lean against the wall, clutching my neck tightly.
"What!?" I could see the intense anger in his eyes.
"H-Hannah is dead. So, m-move on," I stuttered, and because of what I said, I received another harsh slap from him.
I also felt her grip on my neck tighten.
"So, the truth comes out! You really want to replace her!"
I saw the deep disappointment in his eyes.
"You haven't changed. You're still the person who begged in front of my house four years ago," he said with disgust before letting me go.
"I'm your wife now."
I didn't know where I found the courage to say that to her face.
"But my heart belongs to her only. I don't even like nor love you."
"But my heart belongs to her only. I don't even like nor love you."
"My heart belongs to her only."
"I don't even like nor love you."
"Like nor love you."
"Love you."
"Love you."
I quickly looked up to stop my tears, but they fell freely, and I couldn't stop my small sobbing.
It hurt so much, like my heart was being crushed gently.
he turned away from me when he heard me cry, and the last thing I heard was the loud slam of the door.
I immediately looked at the large frame with a picture of us on our wedding day.
I was smiling in it while he was a ruler's length away from me, as if he didn't want to be near me.
I just hung my head and cried softly.
I was startled when I heard something fall, so I quickly stood up, afraid that Hiro was the one she vented his anger on.
When I left the room, I was immediately greeted by the broken vase near the stairs.
That vase... it was the one I never replaced because Hannah herself made it.
"What happened!?" I looked at Erren, who had just arrived.
I quickly looked at my son, who was crying by the broken vase.
I saw Erren's gaze fixed on Hiro, and when he saw the broken vase made by Hannah, he angrily grabbed Hiro by the shoulders.
"Do you know how important that thing is?!" he yelled, making the child cry even harder.
"E-Erren," I tried to stop him, but he didn't pay any attention to me and held Hiro even tighter.
"Don't you f*ck*ng cry in front of me!" he said angrily.
"I-I'm sorry, Daddy," my child, now crying quietly, said. I slowly approached them because I felt sorry for my child.
"Don't call me Daddy!"
"I-It's enough, Erren!"
"I-I'm sorry, Sir..."
I quickly took Hiro from him, and the child hugged me tightly while crying softly on my chest.
I felt sorry for my child. Why did he have to experience this?
"Can you please be more sensitive, Erren? He's just three years old!"
I yelled at him in anger.
"But he broke the vase Hannah made herself," he said in a daze.
I just shook my head and carried my child, who was crying softly and hugging me tightly.
"Not just that vase was broken and lost tonight, Erren... but also your son."
I said meaningfully before he turned away.
Just what have I done in the past to experience this situation, to be a duplicate of my twin sister Maria Hannah Beunavista, and to be the wife of the cold-hearted bastard, Marc Erren Beunavista?
I am Maria Hanni Ramos Beunavista, and this is my story. "I'm just his wife "
Romance
"If you thought I married you because I loved you, then you're wrong! I only made you fall for me so that you can pay for your sins against me!"
It was like a bomb exploding in front of Serina as Markus uttered each word.
She never expected this to happen on their first night as a married couple.
In nearly two years of being in a relationship, she had never seen his eyes so full of anger.
"M-Markus," Serina stammered in shock and fear.
This was not the Markus she had known. This was not the Markus she had loved.
"You owe me a life, so it's only fair that you pay for it. You took a life, so your life is the price!" His eyes blazed with anger as a chilling smile crossed his face.
"Welcome to hell, my wife... receive my sweetest revenge," he said with a sinister grin, causing tears to fall from Serina's eyes.
Her first night as Mrs. Feehily, her most awaited night, had become the worst nightmare she had ever experienced.
From then on, she became Serina, The Battered Wife. You might like
MY MASTERS
Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
The Alpha King's Hated Slave
Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
. Trapped With The CEO : A Love She Never Wanted
simonkan041 22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight?
A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end.
Preview:
Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly.
"Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington."
"This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned.
"Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
Divorced Barren Mother Gives Birth To Six Babies
Author Feathers Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary.
When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan.
Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city.
She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club.
Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them. 
