My first blind date after the divorce turned out to be a good friend of my ex-husband. The charming and tender care he offered made me let my guard down in his love.
After my divorce, my first blind date turned out to be with my ex-husband's good friend. His intoxicating tenderness and care made me let down my guard completely and fall deeply in love with him.
But now, looking at his suited figure walking away, I felt nothing but disgust. It wasn't just because of his peculiar habits, it was because all the sweetness between us was an act. He deceived me and shared an unspeakable secret with my ex-husband.
I used to constantly remind myself of what he lost because of me, and how he was tormented by it. But now, all that remained was a deep sense of indignation.
Not long after the divorce, my family was in a rush to set me up on blind dates. At the time, I wasn't interested in relationships and just wanted to embrace my single life gracefully. But who can resist the relentless pressure from my mother to get married? Reluctantly agreeing to appease my mother's insistence, I met Gavin for a quick blind date.
Unexpectedly, we met again shortly after, during one of my most embarrassing moments. That day, I was rushing to deliver documents to a client. The sky, which had been clear, suddenly turned stormy with thunder and a heavy downpour. With no shelter in sight, I had to protect the documents while running forward. Worse, my heel got stuck in a drain, and I fell into a puddle, my thin clothes becoming increasingly transparent.
At that moment, a black-handled umbrella was thrust into my hand, and then a roomy men's sports jacket was draped over my shoulders. A pair of well-defined hands lifted my feet, freeing my shoes, and thus rescued me from my embarrassing and desperate social mortification. Like an angel descending as a savior, it was Gavin.
That evening, I treated him to dinner to express my gratitude and discovered his humor and charm. We shared many common interests: we both loved listening to popular music artists, enjoyed reading at the library, and played badminton. We had similar views and often sparked each other's thoughts, making me feel like we were long-lost friends. This delightful communication made me feel understood by Gavin, and naturally, we became friends.
Later, when I suddenly suffered from a stomachache and my parents were too far away to reach me in time. Gavin happened to pass by and rescued me once again. At the hospital, he rushed around, paying bills, queuing, and accompanying me for check-ups. With a handkerchief, he gently wiped away the sweat and tears streaming down my face due to the pain, soothing my anxious emotions with soft words. In the end, he carried me piggyback to the infusion center, covering my eyes and holding me tightly as the nurse prepared to insert the needle into my vein. At that precise moment, I could hear my heart pounding, feeling as if a long-lost void had been filled, bringing me a sense of comfort and elation.
Gavin seemed to possess both the heroic traits that easily captivate women's hearts and the profound understanding they deeply crave. Increasingly, I found myself thinking of him, experiencing immense joy and anticipation with every encounter. In the stillness of the night, my mind wandered to what he might be doing, whether he was accompanied by someone else, and if he ever thought of me with longing. Yet, I dared not voice these thoughts nor inquire, tormented by my own fears of loss and gain.
On May 4th, late at night on Gavin's first day of a business trip, I received his confession via text. The wish I had longed for finally came true, and I joyfully accepted without hesitation.
An hour ago, I received a message from Gavin stating that his business trip had concluded prematurely and he was currently on a high-speed train returning. At that moment, I was overjoyed, feeling as if I had been separated for ages, just like the saying goes, "A day without you feels like a lifetime."
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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.
WARNING! This book is not suitable for young readers or sensitive minds. Some parts contain graphic sex scenes, adult language, and situations intended for mature readers only! BLURB She saved herself for the man she thought would be her forever. She believed in love, in promises, in happily ever after. Until she caught her fiancé tangled in another woman's arms. Betrayal burned through her veins, leaving behind only one desire. REVENGE. And what better way to break him than to seduce the one man who could shatter his pride-his powerful, dangerously handsome billionaire uncle? He's older, untouchable, and completely off-limits. But she's willing to play dirty, willing to risk everything, just to watch her ex suffer. But what happens when the game turns on her? Because the moment she steps into his world, she realizes he's not just a pawn in her twisted little plan. He's a man who dominates, consumes, and makes her feel things she's never felt before. And the worst part? She might not want to escape.
On her wedding anniversary, Brielle plans on gifting her husband, Alpha Argon, a news on her pregnancy. But she's left shattered when she found Argon proposing to his first lover, Estelle, a super model and daughter of Alpha Deron from Red Wood pack. Argon rejects Brielle for his first love. He and Estelle don't hesitate to mock her for being wolfless and a burden with no family. When she planned to hide the news of her pregnancy, a curious Estelle fishes out the report, shocking Argon with the news. Brielle thinks the goddess would mend her broken relationship, but her whole world came crumbling when Argon and Estelle pushed her down the stairs, resulting to her miscarriage. Broken, she receives a divorce letter from Argon, giving her twenty four hours to sign and leave. In her pains, something was awoken in Brielle. Something rare and deadly. "Don't sign it, Brielle. That's not the way of the IVYs. Make them pay." Her eyes glowed green.