Louis, a CEO of a successful company, finds himself falling deeply in love with Amanda, a girl from a humble background. Amanda, despite her low economic resources, captures Louis' heart with her charm and genuine personality. However, their relationship faces obstacles when envious individuals attempt to extort Louis, threatening to expose his relationship with Amanda to his influential father. Afraid of the consequences and disapproval from his family, Louis reluctantly agrees to distance himself from Amanda, leading to a heartbreaking breakup. Despite the separation, Louis and Amanda remain deeply in love, and their time apart only strengthens their bond. Their hearts ache for each other, and they yearn to be together once again. Fate intervenes, and they cross paths unexpectedly, reigniting their love and vowing to never be separated again. Determined to overcome societal pressures and family expectations, Louis and Amanda commit to building a future together, irrespective of their economic differences. Their love story becomes an inspiring tale of resilience, defying societal norms and choosing love over materialistic pursuits. They embark on a journey to navigate the challenges that come their way, facing adversity hand in hand. With their unwavering love and support for each other, Louis and Amanda embrace their differences and work towards creating a life filled with love, happiness, and success. Their story serves as a reminder that true love transcends societal barriers and that love conquers all.
They always loved giving me a big welcome. I stood behind the red curtains as the last dancer returned, letting out a sigh of relief. Her lingerie wasn't as complicated as mine, but then again, she hadn't been here as long as I had. She was not as loved as I was. The crowd was already cheering, knowing that I was next. "And then," the announcer began as I rolled my shoulders back and placed my hands on the inside of the curtain, "The one you've been waiting for! The amazing Apple!-the curtain opened, arms raised and beaming at the crowd. The cheering grew louder.
But I played dumb, against the lights. The pole stopped in front of me and I waddled towards it with full confidence. I could care less about the crowd. The cheering and praise from him was amazing. Of course, but most of it came from men who only wanted me for my body. I do whatever it takes to get paid. That's what I always told myself. Even though my salary and tips are the main reason, I also do this because I have talent. I grabbed the pole in front of me and started my routine. One leg around the pole and then the other. My body flows to the beat of the pop song playing behind me. The crowd, within ten seconds of my entry, he had already started throwing money at me I wrapped one leg around the pole and leaned back, circling around the pole. In my last circle around, someone's hand was outstretched trying to pass me bills. I took it with my teeth with a playful smile and a crunch on my nose before sliding back against the post and making a show of putting it into my Appley white bra. My routine continued; the applause continued. The lights were brighter for me, and even though there were other dancers on the side stages, the whole club was around me. They loved me. Then I started more movements lying on the ground On all fours, I started to twerk. There was a guy in the club that night. A young guy himself, twenty years old, in a formal suit. He looked at me just a little bit, mostly on his phone. When I looked back at him, I bit my lip and winked at him. His face turned light pink and he went back to his phone. The slightly older men around me went crazy, even though the gesture was not meant for them. I got to my feet with a twist of the body and returned to pole position. I grabbed him one more time and began to dance around him. With both hands on the pole, my leg came up, making a perfect line with my other leg. By the end of the first song, there was easily a good amount, a hundred, maybe two hundred, on the floor and the larger bills that made another fifty in my bra. At the end of the day, that's why I did what I did, for money of course. but it's not that why all the girls do it? As one of the staff members collected the proceeds from my first song, I crouched at the edge of the stage. It was a provocation for the men. They shouted confessions of love, how sexy I was, how beautiful I was, how they wanted to see me without underwear. He had heard it all before. but I just waved and smiled, blowing a few kisses here and there. I loved the attention, the money wasn't bad at all, but having people pay attention to me for once was also a great benefit. I would take any kind of attention at this point, the good, the bad, everything. That's when the security guard tapped me on the shoulder, it was my last song, at the end of my night, I had enough money to pay half of this week's rent. The money tomorrow would be for the other half. While some girls used this money as extra money, to support their children, or to pay for their university studies, I only had myself. The rent was expensive in the area and he didn't have a car to travel anywhere cheaper. Besides, this place was my home, why leave? As I started to head towards the dressing room to change my clothes for the night, I heard someone call my name. What is it really called? I turn to see a man in his mid-thirties jogging towards me. he doesn't look bad, with a muscular frame and beautiful blue eyes that would make most girls run after him. "Hello, Apple," he greeted, slurred slightly. She probably drank that alcohol to get the nerve to talk to me. "I was wondering if you'd like to do a private event for me and my boys this Saturday." Oh here we go again. "Then after, maybe you could give me a private session." I'd even let you stay the night if you wanted. God. Men. they were pathetic assholes sometimes. Most of the time for me since I worked at a strip club. "No thanks," I replied with a pleasant but fake smile. I don't do private events. and I don't...fuck the abusive men. But I kept that part to myself. "I'll give you five hundred," the man begged. "Sorry, the answer is still no." -Thousand.- -No. Now get out before I call security. The man's face twisted into a frown. "Fuck you," he said before spitting at my feet and stumbling. "Fuck you too," I muttered before heading to the dressing room. "Hi, Apple," one of the girls greeted. "Great show, Apple," said another. But the rest were silent. I didn't expect much from the audience. They didn't even know my real name. But I expect more from my stripper sisters. Maybe they were just jealous and that's why they barely recognized me and just using my stage name. But I have a real name, Amanda Kennedy.
Luna Kamila is a wolf queen who is kidnapped by Gene, the Alpha of the enemy pack. Kamila's pack mentally unite their inner wolves and connect with her to find her whereabouts. She knows how to neutralize the aconite and leaves her wolf active. Her puppies are with her pack friends and give her strength to continue living. The jealousy of the Alpha of the enemy pack makes him kidnap her. In the end, Elliot, her love, accompanied by his group, rescue her.
Do you know what it feels like to be hated by the people you call family? Do you know how much it hurts to be rejected by the only person who is supposed to love you forever? Well, then you should know what makes you feel like shit. Welcome to Aline's world. They have treated her terribly in her family, and her parents do not want her. Everyone in her pack hates her, even her own sister, Isabella, who makes fun of her and cheats on her with her mate, Erick. Her boyfriend rejected her and humiliated her in front of the whole pack. Her father has sold her to Harold's Pack for her to be a breeder. She thinks it's better to be in another pack even if she has a lousy job as a breeder. Aline returns to fight a big war, but Aline is different now. She is outspoken and incredibly sexy, but most of all, she is a complete Luna Lycan from Harold's pack. The discovery of her true origin will give him an answer to the reason why her father sold her... A new love and a noble inheritance will transform her life. Will Aline be able to avenge the lineage of her true parents and bring justice? Will Aline be able to find true love with the Lycan Ethan of Harold's pack? What will Aline do with her sister Isabella?
It's true what they say about marriage: one partner's always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie's long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."