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Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh. Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Iblis" yang sedang menjalankan hukuman di dunia manusia. ======= Ikuti kisahnya yuukk ... Berikan dukungan untuk penulis ya, karena kalian akan mendapatkan kisah yang luar biasa ^^ Luv

[COMPLETED.] [Sweet Romantic-comedy novel] [WSA 2021 Nomination Award.] ‘Ding Ding! Welcome to Rent A Boyfriend shop! Please pick your favourite before checking out. We accept credit cards only!’ --- Shi Ying was a 27 years old working woman who was busy with two things, Career and BL! She was too busy working as a secretary and gushing over handsome men in BL manhua to bother finding a man. She had decided to never marry because she didn’t want to be dragged down by a lousy husband. But her traditional parents wanted her to marry as soon as possible before she became a ‘leftover woman.’ Annoyed by her parents’ endless nagging, she downloaded a currently popular app, Rent A Boyfriend App. Out of necessity, she picked the cheapest boyfriend she could rent for two days to meet her parents. Who would’ve thought... the cheapest boyfriend turns out to be her boss’ son?! 'You never told me that you are the heir of the Yang group!’ - Shi Ying. ‘And you never told me that you are my dad’s secretary! I’m screwed now!’ - Yang Menghuo. --- WSA Entry - First Love. Slice of Life. --- Original Cover. Instagram: @foreverpupa

Anna, a rebellious billionaire heiress, left home to start a business with her friend while hiding her real identity. Her “rent a bride” business was going well until a billionaire brought a deal she could not resist. They got married according to the terms of the contract they both signed until his family found out the truth and separated them after putting her through hell. She returned home and decided to seek revenge on her ex-husband and his family.

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Nalzen Villarreal is the epitome of beauty. Behind that beautiful face is a darker side of her. She is a spoiled brat daughter, from a rich family. When both of her parents died. She was surprised by their last will and testament. Stating that she needs to get married in order to inherit their Company. Her boyfriend Nathan is not yet ready to Marry her. Then she found the perfect Husband for Rent that will turn her life upside down… Aaron Montgomery turned out to be the most famous International Multi- Billionaire Business Tycoon. Meeting him, her life was never been the same again. Is she ready for the twisted game of love?

College student Ted Davis is desperate for money. Without a source of income he’ll be forced to quit school and return home to his homophobic stepfather who cut him off when he was caught fooling around with his best friend.<br><br>While working as a waiter, Ted meets suave, handsome Trace Morrison, who offers Ted a job as an escort. Ted is reluctant at first, as he doesn’t believe himself to be gay. However, when Trace seduces him, Ted realizes his stepfather’s assessment of him was correct.<br><br>Ted quickly discovers that working as an escort is not as glamorous or satisfying as it appears on the surface. He becomes disillusioned with his life as a rent boy and seeks to find a way out of his situation -- to escape the world of shallow, impersonal sex to find a relationship that has real depth and meaning.<br><br>Will Ted be trapped in this life of sex for hire until he’s too old to attract the attention of the parade of rich and needy clients that rent his body to fulfill their fantasies? Or will his own fantasies of a real, loving and monogamous relationship be realized when someone from Ted’s past re-enters the picture?

Eve Mikleson was Ethereal Eve, the country's biggest fashion brand. Gorgeous, strong-willed, and fiercely independent, she projected an image of having it all. But beneath the designer façade, family expectations and a past heartbreak weighed heavily. As the last unmarried Mikleson grandchild, she was a constant target for matchmaking, and with the family's anniversary looming, her mother issued an ultimatum: produce a boyfriend or face an arranged marriage to the insufferable Frederick. For Eve, it was a fight to maintain control over her own life. And she was running out of time. Across town, Christopher, the devilishly handsome heir to the Atlantis Conglomerate, had spent fifteen years escaping his father's suffocating grip, driven by a difficult relationship and the loss of his mother. Now, back in town to oversee a few construction projects, he was determined to keep his distance, especially from his father’s schemes to marry him off to the president’s daughter. He thought he had everything under control, but he hadn't accounted for a chance encounter with Eve, a woman who would propose a daring solution to both their problems: a fake relationship. Stolen glances linger a moment too long, casual touches ignite a spark, and the lines between pretense and genuine connection become increasingly blurred. The convenience of their arrangement transforms into a confusing tangle of burgeoning feelings and undeniable attraction. As their fake relationship deepens, they find themselves grappling with the unexpected consequences of their deception. Secrets from their pasts threaten to surface, and the carefully constructed world they've built together begins to tremble. Can Eve and Christopher navigate the complexities of their fake relationship, or will their hidden desires and unspoken truths shatter the fragile bond they’ve created? Find out with me :) ---------------------- The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Some

Ivan Romero, a twenty-eight years old handsome man, lives in a not too big mansion somewhere in Chicago, with his younger sister, who is his only family. He has been the only one, taking responsibility for his sister, ever since they lost their parents to a car accident a few years ago. He works as a swimmer in one of the popular swimming teams in Chicago, and not only that, he's a part-time boyfriend to whoever needs it. In the course of working as a part-time boyfriend, he met with his then enemy, Evelyn Javier, a young beautiful lady, who happened to be his classmate back in college. Evelyn is a very beautiful, but crazy girl, whom Ivan used to bully back in school, but later got separated, after their school, as she traveled out of the country for her career. Eve asked Ivan to be her boyfriend for three months, as she was working on a project, which demanded working with her boyfriend, with the agreed payment of some money. She could have gotten someone else, but she didn't wanna ended up falling in love with the person, so she chose him, with the belief that she could never fall in love with the bastard that always body-shamed her.

さすけxれあで Well...Hi there I'm Syink the masked DJ everyone knows of in Konoha and well I got transferred to this school and....I kinda...You know...Fell for some weird guy....Named Sasuke Uchiha....Umm and this story is basically about my life so have fun reading... *WARNING⚠ THIS STORY WILL HAVE LEMONS IN IT SO IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SEXUAL CONTENT DO NOT READ THIS STORY* There's a book two!!! Out now!!

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!