My possessive boyfriend

In the aftermath of a life-altering accident, Sky wakes up with no memory of a mysterious woman she's inexplicably drawn to paint. With her hands seemingly guided by a force beyond her understanding, Sky's artwork captivates those around her. But when a high-profile figure shares one of her paintings, thrusting her into the spotlight, Sky's world turns upside down. As she grapples with newfound fame and questions about her identity, Sky must confront her past and the enigmatic connection to the woman in her paintings. Amidst chaos and uncertainty, she discovers that sometimes, the greatest mysteries lie within ourselves.

"Calista!" Nix called out to me. "What? Is there a problem?" I felt the tension in his eyes. "You're not going to jail anymore, Caliee. The accident proved everything!" He shouted, embracing me and kissing my forehead. I couldn't help but slowly start to cry. "It's okay, Caliee, I told you that you're innocent." "T-thank you, Nix." I checked all my social media accounts and found both negative and positive comments at the same time. This is the reality that I can't avoid haters in the online world. Many are on my side, many are on Caleb's, as if we're fighting our own beliefs. I sat down on the couch, feeling incredibly happy and anxious at the same time. I know Caleb won't give up on me. "Calista!" I heard someone call my name outside the hotel door. "Come out!" they shouted, banging on the door. When I opened it, the heavily intoxicated Caleb greeted me, "C-Caleb?" I asked. Many were holding him back, but he was struggling, "L-let go, bro." He looked at me as if scrutinizing my entire being. "Fine! Let out your anger on me, what else do you want? Everything's been proven... It was all an accident!" As the guards left, he entered my room, slowly approaching me until I leaned against the wall. His eyes were filled with rage and hatred, as if he could kill me at any moment. "W-what do you--" I couldn't speak anymore as he punched the wall next to me. “Why, Calista? Why did you take away the woman I love?" He shouted at me while continuing to cry. "W-what do you want!" I shouted back, pushing him away. He threw my belongings, hitting my foot, causing me to stumble. "D-damn it, what!" I held my injured foot, looking straight at him, observing his angry face. I took a deep breath and spoke again, "What do you want to make you quiet? My body? Money? Wealth! That's all I have! If you want me to bring back your fiancée..." "I'm not God! Do you understand? If I could bring her back, I would've done it already, I regret it every day, every hour." I want this to end, I'm so tired. I can't take it anymore. I straightened my head bravely. I uttered the words I knew I would regret. "If I have sex with you, will you forgive me?" I bravely asked, tears slowly streaming down my cheeks. He stared at my entire body, unable to even look into my eyes. "I will never forgive you," he replied weakly and hoarsely. "Why? It wasn't intentional, it was all an accident! It's not my fault that your fiancée died, I lost my brakes, how many times do I have to tell you that I-I'm not at fault!" "It's your fault! because damn you, why? Calista? why did you kill my fiancée!" A loud shout stunned me. It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's an accident, I didn't mean to kill anyone, I didn't have brakes that day! "Why don't you just give up? Why do you still fight for your beliefs, even though both of us know that it's really you! f*ck you! Calista." I took a deep breath and looked at his face. "W-will you have sex with me! After that, my debt to you will be paid, can we do that, prosecutor Villanueva?" I bravely asked again. He stared at me, unresponsive. "Stop," he shouted loudly. "Why? Don't you want to? So I can pay you back! You'll disgrace me! Take away my dignity! Because it's my fault! Because I'm a b*tch! Because this is what you want, to feel every day that something is being taken from me! That I'm being robbed! But you don't want money, you want me to regret it every day, so here it is." He approached me and kissed me, my tears flowing as he kissed me, while he undressed me, I was sobbing softly, he continued kissing me, from my ears down to my neck, he observed my entire body. He slowly laid me down, slowly removing my clothes, as he did, I closed my eyes. He continued to explore my body, from my thighs to even the deepest parts of my femininity. DESCRIPTION: "Caleb Wyven Villanueva" is a prosecutor who is willing to do everything for his loved one, recognizing nothing, but what is in accordance with the law. But what if one day this man wakes up that the woman he loves is already de@d? Will he fight for her? Or will he just let go?

"Leave me alone, Shantal!" ash said annoyed to me. He's my husband, actually I'm probably the only one who calls him husband because he never once considered me his wife. And his family just forced him to marry me, so he followed it against his will. I smiled at myself in front of the mirror and wiped my tears. I know that he didn't love me, because he still hopes that his ex girlfriend or let's say ex fiance will come back to him. Our scene at the mansion is always fighting, sometimes he ignores me like I'm just wind by his side. And most of all we have different rooms, I laughed at what I thought because the other couple had only one room but we didn't. "Let's eat ma'am" I heard the knock in my room."yes manang" I said. I stood up and went downstairs and saw my husband done with his meal and ready to go. "Are you going to leave?" I asked, he just looked at me and left, not even an answer. I ate quietly by myself and just ignored it. After I ate, I decided to go to mom's mansion, but I was just outside the gate when I felt weak and I could barely handle what I saw. I saw ashton leaning in his car while kissing with someone. __________

In a whirlwind of emotions, Farrah grapples with unrequited love, drowning her sorrows in alcohol. Despite her friends' advice to let go, she finds herself unable to shake off her obsession with a man who remains out of reach. Will she find the strength to break free from the chains of her heart's desires?

"TODAY is our fourth anniversary. Then... T-Then... Are you just playing with me? Tell me, Jai. Do you really love me?" I asked him while I was crying. It feels like my chest is being stabbed with a sharp blade and it seems non-stop, so I feel more pain in my heart. "I love you, Miamor. I love you, so much, baby..." "But you can leave me just like that and marry your best friend?! Or are you just lying? That you don't really love me and that Jillian is exactly who you want to be with and not me!" I screamed and my tears started falling down my cheeks. My chest is just getting tighter and it seems I'm having trouble breathing again. Feels like a big hand is squeezing my heart. "I love you, Miamor but I want to help Jillian. She needs--" "You don't love me, Jai! I never felt that love! You give it to others and not to me! So, you can hurt me like this! You are only doing this because of your best friend! So, that you and Jillian can be free!" I said, it's roaring. He just shook his head at me and I could see tears also falling from his eyes and he even bit his lower lip. His fist was tight so his veins came out there. "I'm sorry..." What he said made me even more sad. Four years. We've been in a relationship for 4 years and I admit to myself, I never felt the love he says. Cause he always thinks of Jillian. I knew that girl had a space in his heart, because otherwise... If he really loves me he will choose me, and he will leave Jillian, not me... "I regret giving myself to you. I regret knowing you and wasting my time just to love you. What a coward you are!" "SENATOR Ferrara?" It seems like I woke up from a deep slumber of my past when I heard my secretary's voice and a faint shaking on my shoulder. I sat down and fixed my glasses. I was still breathing before I turned my back on her. "Are we here yet?" I asked, no emotion and she just nodded at me. We just got back from Manila because I had an urgent meeting in Singapore with Dad but he came back here earlier. The door on my side opened and I unbuckled my seatbelt and slowly got out of the car. As usual, we are visiting the patients who were victims of the fire last week. Well, it's in my heart to help my fellow Filipino, but the citizens won't believe because they will say that we are just showing off. Who wouldn't, if you're in the world of politics? De Cervantes Hospital, I know the owner of this hospital. A close friend. I shrugged when I remembered my referring friend. I have five bodyguards with me and my secretary Red Michigan. Others bring relief goods. The ward of the fire victims is on the second floor so, we took the elevator. I took off my glasses and gave this to my secretary. The elevator opened, a sign that we are already on the second floor. I was about ready to go out when I saw a doctor standing across from me. It's like he's waiting for the elevator to open too. The guy is tall and has a big body. He is slightly bent over while reading what is on the paper he is holding right now. One hand was stuck in his pants pocket. He was wearing glasses too. But his build is familiar to me. I just don't know why my heart reacted so fast. I got out of the elevator completely and accidentally broke his shoulder. "Damn it," I heard him curse and my eyebrows just rose up. I rolled my eyes. For the second time around, I got pulled over again when I stepped on something. I took it and checked the ID. Only to make my heart beat faster when I read the name of the owner. Dr. Jaickel San Amero. Neurologist Doctor. I faced him, "This is yours?" I asked him with no emotion written on my face. He stopped and looked at me. I can't see him in shock because he has no emotion either. I stepped closer to him and he didn't even avoid my gaze. I don't know if he recognizes me yet or not. "You drop this, Dr. American," I casually said and handed him his ID. He quickly snatched it from me without interrupting staring at me. No word I turned my back on him then walked straight on. After so fvcking years... Our paths crossed again, Jai. What a luck. I'm Miamor Ferrara, I'm Senator and medicine inventor. That man is my ex-boyfriend. The world is really small for us. I smirked

“LUCAS!” I happily called my husband when I saw him outside the small house. He just stood there. I opened the door of my car and hurriedly got out and ran to where he was. My tears flowed quickly and the heaviness in my chest suddenly disappeared when I saw him after two years of his absence. "Lucas..." I cried, saying his name and hugging him tightly. I could feel his stony face and I knew he was surprised by what I did. "I-I miss you so much, Lucas... I've been looking for you for so long... I thought... I-I thought I'd never see you again..." I told him crying and I buried my face in his chest. My tears fell one after the other. He has been missing for two years after the accident happened to him and we have not been able to find him. Most people said that he might be dead, even though we didn't see his body. It was raining heavily at that time. The ship they were on sank and we spent several years looking for him. I never got tired of looking for him because I knew...he was alive. My husband is alive... He promised that he would never leave me. He promised that we would be together forever. That's why I felt so much pain when we lost him and fortunately his friends helped and we found him in a distant province. Even though it was dark, I still came out. I miss Lucas so much that I couldn't wait any longer. I traveled alone to this place. I just cry on his chest but I feel like he doesn't move. But I didn't pay attention to that and I hugged her tighter. "B-Let's go back, Lucas... Let's go back to Manila... S-I missed you so much... I love you... M-I love you so much..." I said and he started moving . I thought he was going to hug me back but I was wrong. He slowly released my hands that were hugging his body and retreated slightly. “L-Lucas?” I said his name in confusion. Why is he walking away and why? "Bythesea..." he said my name. I nodded tearfully. "Y-Yes, it's me... It's me, Lucas... I'm Bythesea..." I said. “Only a few of my memories came back but...” According to my private investigator, Lucas developed amnesia due to his head injury. That's why he didn't come back to us right away because he forgot about us. It was painful for me that my husband would forget me, but it all disappeared when I saw him again. I was so happy and the iron-like thing attached to my neck disappeared so I can breathe well. "U-Let's go home, Lucas..." I said and held his hand. I felt something cold on his finger. I looked down at it and I thought at first it was our wedding ring but I was wrong... This is no longer her ring... I stopped crying for a moment and my lips parted. I looked at him again... "Lucas..." "Franko, dear?" I froze when I heard a woman's voice and she approached my husband. He hugged his arm and he didn't notice me yet. "Franko, it's foggy here. You might get sick... Come inside, my love...” My chest felt numb at what I heard and I looked confusedly at Lucas who was no longer looking at me. But with the beautiful woman... There is a sparkle in her eyes... That I only see every time she looks at me. Why do I see that in others? I cried... It was like I felt a little jealousy. "Come on, Franko..." "Just a moment, dear..." I suddenly felt soft... My knee immediately shook. What... What's dear? Who is he? Who is this girl? B-Why... "W-Who are they?" "Who are you?" instead of answering him I just returned his question. "Who are you?" I repeat my question. "My name is Nenina. Franko is my husband. M-Do you need anything?" My eyes quickly searched for an evidence if what they were saying was true. It was like something like a knife went into my chest when I saw the partner of the ring that my husband was wearing... “L-Lucas...” "Franko... His name is Franko..." the woman corrected me and I shook my head. I started crying again. I can't even wipe my cheeks anymore. “Lucas... W-What is this?” It took a long time before he answered me... "I'm married to Nenina, Bythesea... Sorry..." I clutched my chest. I was deafened by what I heard and felt like the world stopped spinning. My heart stopped beating for a moment until it started beating faster. "Lucas..." I can't accept... How...is he already married to someone else? W-We are married... He is my husband... Lucas is my husband...

"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***

"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!

She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?

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.

Forced to take her sister's place as bride to the ruthless Lycan King Sebastian, Eleanor faces a marriage filled with cruelty and humiliation. Though she is his destined mate, Sebastian remains blind to their connection, his hatred for her ruining what should have been an unbreakable bond. When her powers emerge on her twentieth birthday, Eleanor finally gains the strength to defy her tormentor. But her bid for freedom ends in tragedy-captured, violated, and left for dead. In her final moments, she makes a desperate plea to the Moon Goddess for a second chance at life. Her wish is granted, sending her back in time with her memories intact and vengeance burning in her heart. But as Eleanor plots her revenge against the Lycan King, she stumbles upon dark secrets that change everything she thought she knew. The web of lies and betrayal runs deeper than she could have imagined, and the true villain may be hiding in plain sight.

In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?