HoneyBunchy

"Leave her Roxane and it's an order." Roxane released me immediately when she heard what the speaker said. I immediately fell to the floor chasing my breath, my tears still falling because of what Roxane did to me. "What is this Dad? Why did you stop me murdering this bitch?" she looked in my direction and stoned me with sharp looks. I just ignored her and turned to my uncle in surprise. There is nothing wrong with me here in this house so why would my uncle bother to save me from Roxane hurting me? "You can take revenge from her later princess." he said softly to his daughter and applied his gaze to me. "And for you Hazel I need you to be ready in next thirty munites. Mr. Velasquez will be coming home and we have a very important meeting. I want you to serve him your best." i rub my face with my palm to remove the tears on my face and go to comfort room to wash my face. Then I changed the dress I was wearing with a long skirt and plain top. I prepare some light snacks and drinks for the guest. after more than an hour, my uncle called me and told me to prepare something to eat. I entered the living room with the tray and saw Roxane and her aunt looking in my direction. I just ignored them and looked at the man sitting in the center of the room still with the same attitude and ego. I gave him a strained smile and set the tray down on the table. Mr. Velasquez gives me the same evil smile which Roxane gives me when she wants something from me. I feel bad for her but I just tried to ignore her. I had intended to leave but I heard my uncle coming along with the words that shocked my world. "Hazel, meet your future husband. He has purchased you as his wife." W-what? i c-can't be. His purchased wife.

"You heard what the doctor said earlier, you should rest and take care of yourself more for my baby." he said when the doctor left. No emotion can be seen on his face but I can read the concern in his eyes. I smiled because I felt like he was my husband who was worried about his son and me. But I'm not.. I'm not his wife. He has a wife. I'm just carrying his baby on my womb, that's all my role in his life. I'm just a surrogate mother of their child. "What do you want to eat?" I couldn't stop smiling widely when he asked that question. His voice sounds sweet. I shook my head as I reached for his hand that was resting on the hospital bed, but he suddenly avoided it as if it had been burned by my hand. I felt a pain in my heart. I looked up at him, "I don't want anything else, just don't leave me." "I'm sorry, I have to go. my wife is waiting for me, just call me if you need anything or something bad happens." He warned. I was about to turn away from him when I suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him closer to me. "F-ck!" He sat next to me, when he faced me, I immediately put my lips on him. I pressed it even more when he grabbed my shoulder to push me. "Why did you do that, Kzea?! I have a wife!" He yelled in a serious and dangerous tone. I tried to hold his hand but he immediately stood up and pointed at me, "Stop this! Whatever you're thinking, stop it, I love my wife, I love Caia. I will never trade her for you." He spoke with full conviction that made my heart ache. "Lav, please, I'm sorry, forgive me." I'm sobbing please, I'm afraid of his eyes. "I love you, please. Love me the same way you love him, even just now. Even until I give birth, love me, please." His lips curled, obviously unable to believe what he heard from him. "You're crazy. I will never do that to my wife." His voice became more serious. "I'm just doing this for you because you're the surrogate mother of my child, that's all."

Hailey really admire Eros but he rejected her. Eros said that he only dated her if she became the Coolest girl in the Campus. Hailey burst in to tears and immediately Think a way to get Eros heart. On the next day, She called her Twin Sister Calli and ask for help but callista refuse. Hailey get disappointed on her twin Sister so she decided to follow her at the Club. She saw Calli Drinking and Smoking at the bar. Hailey secretly took a picture of Calli. The next day Calli go for a race without knowing Hailey following her. Hailey record her sister while racing using her Speed Red Sports car. Hailey feel so Amaze at her sister Calli and she finds her very Cool. On the third day, Hailey tell Calli everything including her secret footage and pictures while drinking alcohol, illegal racing and Smoking. She use that to block mail her sister Calli so she could agree to her favor. Calli gets pissed off but she have no other choice. She doesn't want her parents know about her behavior. She Scared they might Confiscate her Car and Cut off all her credit cards. On the end of the day Hailey won and Calli agreed to pretend as Hailey and make Eros fall in love with her.

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

I was cheated on by my scumbag boyfriend. On the night I got blackout drunk, I married a stranger, and when I woke up, I only found a marriage certificate and a black card. He took care of my scumbag ex for me, gave me a canary diamond ring, but refused to show his face—he only called me baby on video calls. I ran to my best friend’s house to hide, only to find that the billionaire next door, who made my heart skip a beat, had the exact same scent as him. My best friend cried and begged me: "He’s Augustus, a tyrant who eats people alive!" But only I knew that the man who pressed me against the terrace railing, leaned down to kiss me, and whispered "I’ll protect you" softly. Fifty thousand dollars to sneak photos of his private office? I’ll go. Not for the money, but to ask him to his face— Gus, how many secrets are you hiding? And how long have you been craving me?

To revenge herself on her unfaithful fiancé Kevin, Isidora hides her striking beauty behind a plain disguise, and targets his uncle — the most formidable man Kevin fears. After one reckless night, Isidora leaves cash as payment and says lightly, "You were good last night." She tries to leave quietly, but is pulled into his arms. "You think you can walk away after this?" he says, his tone low and possessive. Cedrick is a feared, untouchable titan on Wall Street — elegant, aloof, and completely uninterested in women. Not even the most beautiful socialites in the city can catch his eye. When gossip spreads that he was seen pressing a woman against a wall and kissing her fiercely, no one believes it. When the rumors name Isidora, the crowd scoffs. He rejects even the most beautiful women, so why would he notice a plain girl like her? All doubt disappears when they see the dignified Cedrick drop to one knee to help Isidora with her shoe, pleading softly for just one kiss. When Kevin finally sees Isidora's true beauty and begs for forgiveness. But Cedrick kicks him out at once, slams a marriage certificate on the table, and says sharply. “Call her Aunt.”

I think it was more of guilt than worry. I was fucking my ex fiancee's father and while I may not know how this leads, I knew I never wanted it to end. Liv Bennett thought she had her future all figured out-until the night she caught her fiancé, Aaron Blackwood, in a passionate betrayal with her step sister just a night before their wedding. Heartbroken and humiliated, Liv drowns her sorrows in alcohol and ends up sharing a heated, unforgettable night with a mysterious older man. But when the haze of the night clears, Liv's world is turned upside down again. The man she had a one night stand with is none other than Kaelon Blackwood-Aaron's father and a powerful billionaire alpha. As Liv struggles to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, she discovers she's pregnant with Kaelon's child, throwing her into a whirlwind of scandal and forbidden love. Caught between the betrayal of the past and the temptation of a forbidden future, Livphina must find the strength to choose her own path. But can she overcome the obstacles of age, power, and family to claim the love that was never meant to be hers? Will she walk away from the man who could destroy her-or embrace the one who might just save her?

She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.  

She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith-the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room-Manhattan's most exclusive masked club-she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

"I will marry you. Wait for me!" Mabel woke up. She had that dream again. In her dream, a man said he would marry her. Just a dream. Five years ago, she was set up by her stepsister and became pregnant out of wedlock. She lost everything, including her baby. Five years later, she was forced to marry her stepsister's fiance, Jayden, who was sick and going to pass away. Having no choice, Mabel decided to marry Jayden, not expecting that Jayden was the man...

Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.

Mirena never imagined that one day, she'd be labeled an impostor. Five years ago, the Sterling family "rescued" Mirena from an orphanage, calling it fate. Then, to "protect their honor," they married her off to George Ashton, forcing her into five years of a humiliating, submissive marriage. Now, their "true" heiress has returned, and Mirena is discarded overnight-divorced, disowned, and the scandal of the city. What they never knew? She never needed their name to build her own. The world watches now as the woman they mocked rises as the legendary "Investment Queen." And the family that cast her out can only watch in terror as she buys their most prized possession: her ex-husband's company. When George crawls back, begging for another chance, Mirena doesn't even blink. "Sorry, darling," she smiles, cold as ice. "I don't recycle trash." Beside her stands Alexander Pierce-billionaire titan of Wall Street, her once-rival, now the man who can't stay away. His hand rests, possessive and warm, on the small of her back. "Eyes forward, love," he murmurs, his voice a low command. "You only look at what's yours now." And he's making it very clear-he intends to be at the top of that list.