Her One Night Stand was hot and enticing. It gave her very intense feelings that she hadn't felt before. But that was all Nara Aurora could remember of that night. She couldn't remember anything else. She had no clue who she had sex with or why she had sex with him. But life made things worse by giving her a child. A child whom she couldn't afford to take care of. She needed to pin the pregnancy on whomever she could. Anyone at all! Anyone who would collect the burden of her child in exchange for cash. A wealthy man in need of a surrogate mother came to her and an idea struck her mind. What if she lied about the surrogacy in exchange for wealth? Well that sounded easier than done until it was time to let her child go. Her strong motherly instincts came into play and she realized she couldn't let her go. Her child was her life and she was getting too attached. But what could she do? She needed to let her go. She had to let go. She signed a freaking contract!
Naya Aurora arrived home with blood streaming down her legs. She could barely walk and she knew that she smelled like semen. Who the hell had she had sex with the previous night? Luckily, her aunt hadn't paid attention to her at all, so she snuck into the bathroom to take her shower and clear the disgusting liquid on her. What the hell happened the previous night? Who was this man that had the audacity to touch her like that? No matter how hard she tried to remember, she couldn't. It was just too hard. Everything was freaking hard.
It was very difficult to tell if she was raped or she willingly slept with this man? The last thing she remembered was seeing a man with good hair and long eye lashes sleeping beside her that morning, but that was it. She couldn't remember anything else.
She felt tears running down on her cheeks as she leaned against the wall. That wasn't a life she planned for herself, she could swear. She stepped out of the shower and changed into a casual outfit. She ought to go to work at the gas station that day, but how she felt at that moment was unbelievable. She wasn't even sure that she would take steps without feeling like throwing up.
"Where have you been?" Her aunt asked, stepping into the room. "Your mum was grumbling about you the entire night. Go and see her."
Naya's mind went to her mother and she felt a positive feeling in her. At least no matter what happened, her mother mattered the most to her. She forced herself up and went into her mother's room to see her.
Her mother had a stroke, so she couldn't talk or move properly. But the sight of Naya made her excited and Naya could not tell why. Naya smiled and leaned against her belly, while her mother began to say in audible words.
"I am sorry for staying out late," Naya apologized, assuming that her mother was scolding her. "I believe that just because I am 23 does not give me the audacity to do whatever I like. I am really sorry,my sweet mother. Please forgive me."
Her mother went on scolding her again and Naya hugged her for the second time.
"If you continue feeling mad at me, I won't be able to forgive myself, please?" Naya pleaded with a shattered heart. "I know how overprotective you can be of me, but I promise. I won't stay out late without telling you again. I am really working so hard to save money for your bills. I promise."
Her mum sighed and managed to stroke her long silky hair. Naya saw that as an indication that her mother had forgiven her and pecked her on the cheek.
"Thank you, mother," she thanked. "I will work ten times harder to get you out of this bed and make you healthy again."
Well that seemed easier than done. In a couple of months, she was working on some dishes in the kitchen when she felt dizzy. She couldn't tell why she was so dizzy, but her head buzzed a lot and she'd felt she was going to die. She had to sit down for a while and contemplate what was going on. The next few mornings were the same. She would either throw up, or stare at her favorite food feeling very reluctant to eat.
"Hope you haven't gotten pregnant," her aunt joked, though the lady knew she was terrible with talking to men and she got anxious around them. Naya felt her heart race against her chest.
There was no way she got pregnant for the man she had sex with that night. There was no freaking way. She knew that her aunt took that as a joke, but for some reason her mind was very worried about that.
"I am Dr Doris," the doctor recommended to her, welcomed her as she had her seat. "I heard something is wrong with your health so we had to conduct a few medical tests. I will just look through your results and tell you what is wrong."
Naya nodded obediently and watched her look through the record.
"O!" The doctor giggled. "Congratulations. You are 14 weeks pregnant." Naya felt her face go pale and her body tremble as she was unaware of how to react. "You are going to be a mother, Miss Naya Aurora."
Naya clenched her fist fist in anger and pounded on the doctor's table violently.
"Do you know what I am going through presently?" Naya asked in anger. "My mother is freaking sick! I can barely afford three square meals a day! How dare you come here to say that I am pregnant?!"
The doctor did not expect her reaction.
"Calm down Madame," she calmed her. "That's the result here. There is nothing I can do about it."
"I cannot have this child," Naya said desperately. The doctor was confused.
"I am sorry but there is nothing I can do about it. It is against my policy to go through any sort of abortion or...." The doctor tried to refuse but Naya was stubborn.
"Please get rid of this baby! I do not want her! I do not fucking want her!" Tears streamed down her cheeks and she was beginning to have a nervous breakdown now. "Just take this baby away from me, please."
The Doctor gave her a helpless look. She dialed a number and spoke for a while before turning to Naya.
"I have a better plan," she suggested. "Why don't you pretend to be someone's surrogate mother instead?"
Naya was confused.
"How?!" Naya asked.
"You will pretend to carry their eggs and give them your child, while you extort money from them. That way, you can give a way to your child and all is good," Doctor Doris advised.
Naya gave it a deep thought.
"How much are we talking about? Will it be enough to pay my mum's medical bills?" Naya asked with a desperate look. "If it will then I am on."
Karla Yina fought hard to save her dying mother. Caught up by poverty, she marries a billionaire Anderson Stone, who promises to change her life for good and save her mother. Though the marriage was supposed to bring her peace, she never got peace. Anderson Stone was a trap! He'd not married her to help her, but to exact revenge on her family instead. Karla's mother was a murderer. This would send Karla chills realizing the true colors of her mother and the monster Anderson Stone was. Or was Karla not who she thought she was?
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but Little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
"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."
After my family's sinister plots collapsed, they lashed out at me, taking their rage to a violent level. Cornered and desperate, I married Jaxton—the town's most sought-after bachelor—due to an unplanned pregnancy. Love had no part in this marriage; I assumed he married me purely out of responsibility, his heart belonging elsewhere. The moment I chose to let him go and turned to leave, he grabbed me and pinned me down hard. "Jaxton, you promised you'd never touch me!" I snapped, glaring fiercely. His eyes flashed arrogantly as he leaned closer. "You're the one who started this!"
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”