Despite being an ordinary orphan girl, Cheryl managed to marry the most powerful man in the city. He was perfect in every aspect, but there was one thing-- he didn't love her. Three years into their marriage, she finally got pregnant, but it was also the day her husband gave her their divorce papers. It seemed that he had fallen in love with another woman, and he assumed that she had fallen for another man as well. Just when she thought the relationship was coming to an end, all of a sudden, he didn't seem to want her gone. She was already about to give up, but then he came back and confessed his love for her. What was Cheryl supposed to do in this tangle between love and hate, while being pregnant on top of it? What was best for her?
"Hmm..."
In the quiet morning, a faint moan broke the silence.
Cheryl Naylor was half-asleep. All of a sudden, she felt something cover her mouth, and a sense of heat and inexplicable desire spread all over her body.
Just then, a pair of big hands lifted the hem of her nightdress and gently caressed her skin, igniting her desire even more.
Cheryl finally woke up and met the man's charming gaze. His eyes were full of emotions that she could not understand.
"Jarred, you're back..."
As soon as she finished her sentence, Cheryl bit her lower lip tightly.
Her soft and raspy voice sounded unusually alluring.
Jarred Fuller looked at her hungrily and said in a low voice, "Why don't you go back to sleep?"
"You woke me up."
"Then don't sleep," the man said impatiently.
Cheryl closed her eyes. She could hear his heavy breathing.
And she could feel his lips making their way down her neck. Then, Jarred bit her collarbone, as though to mark her.
Cheryl winced slightly and murmured, "It hurts..."
She had never seen him so rough in bed before, and she wondered if he was going to devour her alive.
Jarred stopped in his tracks and all his anger dissipated. He gently nibbled on her lips and gave her a deep kiss.
The kiss was so passionate that Cheryl nearly suffocated.
She subconsciously wrapped her arms around Jarred's neck, clinging to him as if she was about to drown and he was her sole lifesaver.
But Jarred allowed Cheryl to sink to the bottom of the ocean of desire.
Cheryl lay limply in Jarred's arms, and before she knew it, her nightdress was taken off.
Their bodies were entangled. The air in the room was thick with intoxication.
Jarred exuded an aura so intoxicating that Cheryl felt like she was drinking fine wine.
Her eyes sparkled with desire, and she kissed him back.
Jarred's burning hot palm ran over Cheryl's slender waist and he suddenly climbed on top of her. It seemed that he was eager to possess her in order to soothe his heavy and uneasy heart.
The pain sobered Cheryl up.
Her heart banging against her chest echoed in her ears, followed by the doctor's words from the day before: "In the early stage of pregnancy, you must abstain from sex."
As she recalled this, her heart sank and she pushed Jarred off of her.
"Jarred, we can't..." She bit her lip. She had wanted to say that she was pregnant.
In fact, she was going to share this good news with Jarred last night, but he never came home.
The two had gotten married in order to fulfill his grandmother's last wish.
But it was the first time that Jarred had stayed out all night since they got married three years ago.
Cheryl's mind was preoccupied with the news, so she didn't think about his absence too much. What she cared about was that they were finally having a child.
Although the marriage she had dreamed of didn't start off with love, at least she knew what it felt like to have a family.
Although Jarred never said those sweet three words, he was a very considerate husband in all aspects.
Now that they were expecting a child, she believed that their life would be even more fulfilling. But she had to be careful not to hurt the child in her womb now.
Consumed by lust, Jarred tried to get close to Cheryl again, but she shrank away from him subconsciously. She put her hands on his shoulder, her nails nearly digging into his flesh.
The faint sting and the clear resistance put Jarred in his place.
The memory that Jarred wanted to erase reared its ugly head in his mind again.
The lust in his eyes died down, replaced with an icy coldness. "You're refusing me?"
"Let go of me first," Cheryl said warily. She felt that Jarred was acting a little weird today.
The dim light outlined Jarred's delicate features and attractive lips. He looked particularly charming in that moment.
With a sullen look in his eyes, Jarred seemed to think about something and he loosened his grip around Cheryl.
Then, Cheryl turned away from Jarred.
Brimming with excitement, Cheryl leaned over to get the pregnancy test report from the bedside desk.
But before she could turn around and show her husband the good news, she heard him say something that knocked the air out of her lungs.
"I want a divorce, Cheryl."
Despite being an ordinary orphan girl, Cheryl managed to marry the most powerful man in the city. He was perfect in every aspect, but there was one thing-- he didn't love her. Three years into their marriage, she finally got pregnant, but it was also the day her husband gave her their divorce papers. It seemed that he had fallen in love with another woman, and he assumed that she had fallen for another man as well. Just when she thought the relationship was coming to an end, all of a sudden, he didn't seem to want her gone. She was already about to give up, but then he came back and confessed his love for her. What was Cheryl supposed to do in this tangle between love and hate, while being pregnant on top of it? What was best for her?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
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.