4.84'Each betrayal begins with trust' ~~~ ‘Endure a while’ was what her grandfather said. She endured the curses. She endured the pain. She endured the unfairness. She endured the behest. She endured the down heart. She endured many things but what did she get in return? Betrayal from her own people. ‘This cruel world is not for innocents.’ She had to learn it forcefully laying on the deathbed wishing to leave the world forever. But fate plays cruelly. Now she is back to the same world to stand strong and smile at the evil. --- Excerpt: Aarvi Evans typed a message shamelessly on her mobile, [I need a kiss.] Her lips tugged to a rare mischievous curve clicking on the send button. It wasn’t even fifteen minutes, her mobile went off. She walked out of the private room of the restaurant and answered the call, “Hel…” She was suddenly yanked to the opposite private room. Before she could absorb the situation, the door was shut, she was pinned to the wall and a pair of thin soft lips pressed on her forehead calming her nerves. ‘How naive!’ She hadn’t thought he would actually ignore his client just to give her a kiss. A kiss! Aaron Rivas would have called her naive if he could hear her thoughts. The next second, Aarvi’s petite face was showered with gentle pecks without leaving an inch unattended. Aaron paused and said, “Cupcake! you hadn’t mentioned where you needed the kiss.” He didn't let her react and locked her lips. --- This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin *Credit to the real owner of the novel cover photo.
5“With every hour, day and month I wait, I love you more.” Here is where the boss submits and the lady dominates. --- "A CEO hitting on a high school girl? Oh, how scandalous, Sir~” She is a sly teenager who likes to tease adults, use blackmail and ruin dates. But beneath that playful facade, she was once a naive heiress who was abused, mocked and neglected. Forced in a loveless marriage, she became even more miserable. For all her life, she tried to be perfect to gain acceptance, but in the end, nobody truly cared for her. Now that she went back in time after dying in the hands of her family, she decided to claim what was rightfully hers. "Hitting on you? Excuse me, who're you again? I don't think any girl would just ruin my date for no good reason – highschooler or not. That's unless you're actually a fan," was what her flirt of a future husband once said in this second life of hers. Though a jerk, this hot stuff has his uses other than being attractive. She needed him to get back on those who wronged her no matter how indifferent he was to her before. This time around, she will take her turn to piss people off while smiling all sweetly. With that in mind, she leaned closer to him and smiled as sweetly as she just imagined, making him drop his smug smirk and raise his brows in surprise. "I'm not your fan – I'm your future wife, you douchebag." --- Winter used to live with her adoptive older brother until her biological uncle and adoptive sister found her. She was a long-lost heiress whose deceased parents turned out to be an affluent and wealthy couple. While people would think that she was very fortunate, all this really did to her was take her freedom away. A whole new identity had been forced on her ever since. Meek and docile yet soft-hearted and hardworking – that she became. Trapped in expectations, Winter worked herself to death in order to be deserving of her position as the successor. Pressured by her family, she had to follow everything they said. Deprived of the freedom to decide, she was forced to marry someone who was older than her by seven years – and worse, a flirt of all things. Winter worked very hard but only to lose everything after her adoptive sister took the spotlight away. Everyone claimed her to be incapable of being the next head of their family business, thus making the adopted daughter the successor instead. Her uncle only used her in the end. This was what they were aiming for all along – to manipulate her and steal her inheritances before throwing her out entirely. Never did Winter expect that the first and last person who would at least pay attention to her at her worst was her husband, Marcellus. Flirtatious and playful yet detached and secretive – that he was. Devilishly handsome, head of a business empire, known for many notable attainments, and chased by beauties – Marcellus is a man of perfection. Not once did he treat Winter like a wife, though. She was nothing to him, and so was he to her. But before she met her eventual demise, he was the only person who tried to help her. Yet it was much too late. The next time they met again would be seven years back in time – where they would be a scheming duo of a bossy high school girl and a submissive conglomerate president. --- [Warning: Mature Content] (Cover Photo Not Mine: Credits to the original artist)
In a kingdom where the emperor is seen as a reincarnated god, his court and empire maintains a fragile control of his territories by his elaborate system of power controlled by powerful nuns known as the Sisterhood. A secretive hierarchy of nuns and the women they train, the highest and most powerful of the Sisterhood select and release the carefully chosen young Handmaids to all the nobility in the kingdom as official concubines. Only one of the 27 noble houses, the Lesleys, have historically refused to copulate with these highly trained beautiful women, while the rest had their bloodlines integrated with the Sisterhood and by extension irrevocably tying their allegiance to the empire. But the true maintenance of the power check against the noblemen would be the emperor’s decree that every generation, a group of noble women, daughters of noble and royal birth, are gathered from the 27 houses to be forcibly joined into the service of the Sisterhood as a group known as the Oracles; women who are feared and revered by all for holding fearsome, mystical powers gifted by god. When the young heiress of House Lesley is called upon to be an Oracle, she unwittingly finds herself becoming the face of the revolution that has been long brewing against the Empire of Heaven. ~~ This is a dramatic saga of warring families and political betrayals under the guise of faith and beliefs. Inspired greatly by the wars of religion in Western Europe and the subsequent spread towards the rest of the known world as well as other well known epics about the fight for supremacy and the use of fear to maintain control. ~~
The girl who is quiet, gentle, and calm actually have other personality that she didn't show others before. ~~~ He forgot about her? Then the memories that she kept about them are meaningless? ~~~ The feeling that she have been kept secret finally expose? will he accept her feeling? ~~~ Wanna know more? Then you should read it ;) Author: this book is my first. this book will be a slow update, i need to get inspiration before I can keep it going. SO, DEAR READERS! I APPRICIATE IT IF YOU WAIT FOR MY STORY>.
Bo knows she is a girl but the people around her don't, not even her twin brother Trygve. Their mother started the lie since their father would be happier if she gave him two boys. Because of that Bo has to live as a guy but how long can she keep the secret? (im writing this as it goes so some things might be changed, tell me if anything doesnt ad up)