Twisted Fated

Tears Of A Mistress

"Yes, let's say I fucking love it." he said making me smile. We stayed in that position for a while and I shivered again for the second time. he changed our position so he was on top again. He put his hand on my side and moved freely on top of me. "Ohhh! Fa-Faster please." "I can't hear you, baby?" He was still teasing and slowed down his movement as he entered with full emphasis. I held his seat to make him lean more. "Alright, hurry up." "Next, baby." he said and sped up again. While he wasn't moving as fast as he was, he was relentlessly kissing my lips. I like this. I want to give him everything. he is the man who made me feel strange feelings. I feel that I will be very hurt when he leaves me. So I will do everything to be the only woman for him. We hugged each other and I was amazed by his last strength. I rested deeply and accepted the warm liquid he released from my insides. We kissed again and smiled at each other. He pulled out his length and left on top of me. He stood next to me and hugged me so I leaned on his chest and closed my eyes. "Flirt!" I woke up when someone grabbed my hair so I winced in pain especially when it pulled me down on the bed. "Suzanne!" "You're an animal! You're an animal, Atreo!" I was confused as I wrapped the blanket around my naked body. I looked at the woman who was beautiful, sophisticated, well dressed, and maybe the same age as Kuya. "Suzane, please, don't come here." I looked at both of them because I couldn't understand why the girl was crying. The woman looked at me when I stood up. I was shocked when he slapped me so I held my cheek and looked at it. I can see his tears and anger on his face. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" I was almost pierced and couldn't breathe from what he said. Husband? Is Atreo his wife? I looked at Atreo Ripler Alvarez. The guy I thought was single. The man I thought I could have. "Grace, let me explain." I cried and almost wanted to sink to the ground in my situation. I hate myself. I ran outside with only a blanket covering my nakedness. I could hardly see the road because of my flooding tears that blurred my vision. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" What the woman said kept echoing in my mind. I sat down on a rock and hugged myself as I continued to sob. "You are nothing but a mistress, Grace."

How To Become A Billionaire

  "ELLESA WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON !!!" I woke up because of that thunderous voice. I got up and looked at the person at my bedroom door. And immediately a blanket covered my body "D-dad?" My answer is shocking. The person next to me moved and I felt stunned by it as well. "YOU'RE A DISGUSTING WOMAN. ANY MAN YOU MAY HAVE BROUGHT HERE! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER! YOU'RE JUST GIVING THIS FAMILY SHAME!" He added. I want to cry because of dad's insult to me. I wanted to defend myself but I lost word. I can't talk back to my dad. "Mr. Craig? How did you get here? As far as I know your house isn't here." Dad's Sarcastic Promise. None of us spoke. "A lot of media is out because someone saw you last night in a parking lot at a club. REALLY? OUTSIDE YOU REALLY DID IT? YOU ELLESA! YOU'RE AN EDUCATED WOMAN RIGHT? BUT YOU ACT LIKE A LOWLY SLUT." He is there again for his insult. "I want you two to get married as soon as possible." Authoritative he said. "WHAT? HELL NO! I WILL NEVER DO THAT MR. GIBB!" Nate shouted.   "Whether you agree it or not, you're going to marry my daughter. Or else I'll bring down your company. Don't fight me Mr. Craig." After that dad turned around.

'The Billionaire Ex-wife

I sighed a few more times before driving my car away. I don't care about him anymore. but I forgave him a long time ago even though I was very hurt by what he did before. Oh God! I hope our paths never cross again.

The Possessive CEO

SYNOPSIS: Ezequiel Joaquin Carrodeguas is a successful business tycoon. For his 29 years of existence, only one thing dripped through his mind, that was to remain a bachelor and never ever get involved in that shitty called relationship again. but, everything has change when he saw this beautiful woman named Gianna Mathilde Monroe, who has a seductive body and paired almond eyes. Would he allow this young lady to enter his life? Or will he ignore her as much as he can?

That Doctor Is Mine

"Mi Señora, can I have this dance?" said the man to Melanie who immediately accepted him. "Bye, Avah. Go have some fun!" Her friend giggled and then they went to dance floor. To the ocean of wild people. Avah sighed and then fumbled with the small cellphone in her pocket. She stood up to get it but in an unexpected event something hit her causing her to throw away her cellphone. "Oh! I'm so sorry, lady! I'm really sorry." The man said  in drunkenness. "It's okay." She reciprocated with a good smile and then knelt down to reach for the cellphone. Just as about to picked her phone up, a masculine hand was fast to gather it from the ground. "Is this yours?" That's a very nice man. She just nods. "You're a collector or classic phones huh? I'm Davien. You are?" Avah picked up her cellphone. "A-Avah. My name is Avah."

The Billionaire Wife

"Candice, when's the orientation?" I asked when we got to the dorm. "This afternoon, then tomorrow enrollment in the club you want then next day is the first day of classes and on Friday and Saturday try outs on the sports you want to join when intramurals are over. Because their intramurals are early here and they are prioritized They do it now. Don't you want to join the cheerleading squad? " I nodded. "The try-outs are also on Friday. And believe me, they were very strict to the point that almost 50 tried outs but they only took three, that's what happened last year." I nodded. "Let's eat first, before we go to the Auditorium." I just nodded again at what he said. "What club are you in, Candice?" I asked, because he has been studying here since 7th Grade while I was just a transferee. "Actresses and Actors, you? What club are you in?" He asked. "Outcasts" I answered and it stopped. "I trip to outcast so you stop." He sniffed at me. "Are you sure you're in the outcasts, and not in the Groovers?" I shook my head. "I would have loved the Groovers but I'd rather trip to the Outcasts." My answer. "You're saying Damien Jefferson, which club is that?" I will ask. "Of course it's The Bands, as usual. It's mostly men." I winced. "Is that part of the Academy Basketball Team?" I will ask. "Of course, that's the MVP. All-Time-MVP, since he joined the Basketball team, he's always been the MVP." He replied.

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

Discarded Wife: The Secret Billionaire Heiress

I spent three years playing the role of a submissive, small-town wife for Evertt Baker, trading my true identity for a quiet life in a Manhattan penthouse. I thought my devotion would be enough to build a real home, but I was just a placeholder in his grand design. The illusion shattered at 2 AM when Evertt walked in smelling of Chanel No. 5—the signature scent of his mistress, Adda. Without a word of apology, he dropped divorce papers on the table, demanding I sign them immediately so he could finally be with the woman he truly loved. He looked at me with pure disgust, flicking a five-million-dollar check toward me as if he were paying off an incompetent employee. He told me it was more money than anyone from my "trailer park" background would ever see and ordered me to hurry because Adda was waiting in the car downstairs. He didn't care that I had spent years nursing him through illness and tolerating his family’s insults; he only cared about his own convenience. The sheer arrogance of his payout and the blatant disrespect of bringing his mistress to our home was the final blow. I realized that the man I loved never actually saw me, only the submissive shadow I had forced myself to become. I signed the papers with a fluid scrawl he didn't bother to check, then I fed his millions into the office shredder. I pulled a hidden, encrypted device from a kitchen drawer and dialed a number I hadn't called in three years. "Brother," I said, my voice finally steady. "Come get me. The game is over." Evertt thought he was discarding a penniless nobody, but he was about to find out that he had just declared war on the Stafford empire.

After Leaving, Her Three Brothers Beg For Forgiveness

Kathryn was the true daughter, but Jolene stole her life and set her up for ruin. After a brutal kidnapping scheme, Kathryn's loyalty to her brothers and fiancé was met with cruel betrayal. Narrowly escaping, she chose to cut all ties and never forgive them. Then she shocked the world: the miracle doctor for the elite, a top-tier hacker, a financial mastermind, and now the untouchable star her family could only watch from afar. Her brothers begged, her parents pleaded, her ex wanted her back-Kathryn exposed them all. The world gasped as the richest man confessed his love for her.

Rejected Luna, Claimed by the King

As a wolfless charity case at the Hyde Pack's celebration, my world shattered when Braydon, my supposed protector, publicly announced Katherine Parrish as his Luna, erasing me. Heartbroken, I fled into a terrifying contract marriage with Alpha King Dallas Marshall for protection. Braydon's public assault and threats forced me to reveal my secret marriage, challenging the King. My "protection" felt like a prison. Braydon revealed I was a "key" to power, not a mate, confirming my fears. Enraged by my attempt to take a morning-after pill, Dallas forced me to swallow it, then branded my lips with a furious kiss. His chilling silence hardened my resolve. I immediately drafted an addendum to our contract, setting strict boundaries to reclaim control.

Traded Husbands, Tangled Hearts: Can Destiny Be Changed?

In their previous lives, Gracie married Theo. Outwardly, they were the perfect academic couple, but privately, she became nothing more than a stepping stone for his ambition, and met a tragic end. Her younger sister Ellie wed Brayden, only to be abandoned for his true love, left alone and disgraced. This time, both sisters were reborn. Ellie rushed to marry Theo, chasing the success Gracie once had-unaware she was repeating the same heartbreak. Gracie instead entered a contract marriage with Brayden. But when danger struck, he defended her fiercely. Could fate finally rewrite their tragic endings?

My Husband's Brother Owns My Secret

My marriage to Joshua Caldwell was a prison sentence. I was a Hartman trophy, sold to the powerful family who had destroyed mine. Then I discovered he was cheating. His mistress was pregnant with the child he denied me, and he was stealing my secret song lyrics to build her career. When I confronted him, he called me a spineless liability and threatened to destroy what was left of my family. To make matters worse, a one-night stand with a stranger turned out to be with my husband's brother, Anthony Caldwell-the Don of the city. He knew all of Joshua's secrets and used them to trap me in a twisted game, seeing me as nothing more than an asset. They both thought I was a broken doll they could control. I wrote a song for his mistress, a beautiful execution with a single, impossible note I knew would destroy her voice. She sang it, and now her career is over. Now the Don has summoned me to Chicago, not knowing the woman he thinks is his asset is the one who just burned his brother's world to the ground.