His Cure (Being His Exclusive Writer)

Mr CEO, Don't Love Me!

"Don't tell me you plan on losing your virg*nity to him?!"Helen eyes widened. "Dear Helen, wouldn't it be heartwarming to lose that to a man like John,a man who knows how to make my heart to jump"I traced my fingers on the table as I moved closer to her. "Alright,I know you're not gonna do that. You wouldn't be that crazy,in front of him. He's got all the looks,oh yea,but who knows if he's got the manners?"she rasped. "I don't care. I'm not quite a well - mannered lady either."I smirks. "Helene,here is the man I've been trying to grab his attention,now the best opportunity is here,on a gold plate..."I breathed out a happy air. "I don't care if I become his baby mama tonight."I bit my lips.

Be My Wifey, or Lose Your Job

. "I have found the woman I want to marry. Her name is Janelle Bright. She's the woman I want" George McFarland is one of the ranking billionaire in the city. His mother has been pestering him to get a wife as he isn't getting younger but older. On going to the court to see his employer get indicted,he met Janelle and immediately picks interest in her. "I want to request your daughter from you, ma'am. And,I hope you won't turn me down." George's mother went to Janelle mother convenience shop. When Janelle got to know what was happening,she was told she was going to wed a man she barely knows in the coming weeks.

His Crazy Maid

"Be my maid for a month."the words slipped out of his mouth smoothly. Annie's worst nightmare. Being someone's maid. ★★ Annie John was just an helpless lady that hawks some fruits jn the street. This was to fend for both herself and her mother. Her mom was diagnosed of a diseases and she was told to bring $100,000,000. The doctor seems not to give a damn about where she will get it from. After Annie's pleas,he felt pity towards her and told her to be his maid,so as to pay off her debts. Will Annie accept her worst nightmare?

Life as a celebrity

Geum bi is a crazy but lovely girl. She is jobless,lives with her friend - Lily who is already telling her to get a job. Lily works in a coffee shop. One day, Lily told Geum that there's a job vacancy at a young billionaire's place. Geum was reluctant to go first as the billionaire in question is just someone she dislikes. As she got there,the billionaire told his manager to shut the gate so no one will come in again as there's a lot of participants already. What then happens? Find out!!

Dying in silence.

⛸️Dying in silence⛸️ (My savior) Story written by Ajayi Esther. Prologue Are you the lousy type?👄 Or💗 Are you the silent type?🤐 If you're the silent type then you not alone, Fontana is with you. Meet Fontana - an eighteen years old girl. Despite all mistreatment from her class mates,she still kept quiet not standing up to them. She kept all this in her mind,not having the courage to tell it to the face of her bullies. She kept talking to her self in her mind. What happens when the thought is over flood?. Meet 👉 Darrel,a tall good looking guy who is a player. What happens when he comes to Fontana's school? And what happens when Fontana started saying all the mistreatment she has received from her classmates on which she has been keeping in her mind to him unconsciously on his first day in school? Will Darrel listen to her? Find out in this story where Fontana is dying in silence. Let's take a sneak peek 💃💃💃💃💃💃 *You bitch!, you're nothing but a bitch,why did you step on me?* *How dare her spread a gum on my seat* *What?,you spill my milk? 💃💃💃💃💃 This story is base on fiction. Should I continue ? If you want me to,say I'm with you.

Poor Billionaire Wife: Who Is The Real Boss

Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

She Hid His Triplets-Now He Wants Them Back!

One night. That's all it was supposed to be. After a messy divorce, Hannah wakes up next to her cold, ruthless ex-husband, Paul Green - bound to him by a night of passion neither of them intended. Humiliated and heartbroken, she vanishes without a word... carrying a secret that changes everything. Triplets. For six years, Hannah raised her children in peace, far from the man who once shattered her. But fate has other plans. A twist of mistaken identity pulls one of her sons straight into Paul's world. He doesn't know the truth. But he's about to find out.

I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

Born For Starlight: The Mysterious Wife Who Stole My Heart

Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"

The CEO's Runaway Wife

To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"