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VIPERS ,VOWS AND VENGEENCE

On her wedding day, Kristen discovers Finn’s infidelity and decisively calls off the marriage. Finn sneers, “Kristen, do you really think you can survive in showbiz without me? Don’t be naive.” Kristen still blocks his WeChat, phone number, and every other contact. Finn waits carelessly for Kristen to come crawling back—until he realizes… Luxury endorsements, hit variety shows, invitations from top directors—Kristen’s resources soar so high that haters spread rumors she’s latched onto a powerful man, even that she’s had a secret child. At last Finn can’t sit still and goes to confront her—only to run into his good brother, Jason. Jason, president of the Jin City Group, a towering figure in the Capital’s circle and a business titan, keeps a low profile for years, yet online chatter about him never stops. More importantly, he and Finn have been friends for many years. Late at night, the two men meet at her apartment door—and come to blows. Eyes red, Finn grits out, “Jason, she’s my fiancée!” Jason straightens his collar with lazy precision and reminds him, “She used to be.” Finn moves to swing again when the tightly shut door opens. Kristen leans there, languid. “Finished? Come in and help me peel a pomegranate.” Finn’s face lights up. “Kris, I knew you wouldn’t—” Before he can finish, Jason has already stepped inside ahead of him, changing into a pair of black house slippers identical to the ones on Kristen’s feet. Before the door closes, Jason’s voice drops a frosty line: “Next time we meet, remember to call her sister-in-law.” Once the door clicks shut, Jason pins Kristen against it in a heated kiss, fingertips brushing the tear mole at her eye as his voice turns hoarse. “Tell me—him or me?”
SHETTY23 · 6.9k Views

A Saint And A Sinner

Note: I'll be posting this story on https://www.royalroad.com/profile/820403/fictions and Dreame App “You shouldn’t be out here tonight.” The words weren’t a warning—they were a vow. Vincent Moretti’s voice was low, steady, carrying the weight of a man used to bending the world to his will. To Jennifer Lawrence, it felt like both a shield and a cage. At twenty-three, Jennifer has only ever known survival. Abandoned to an orphanage, dropped out of school at seventeen, she grew up with no family, no future, and no way out. The streets became her battlefield, and the night her cruelest master. Selling pieces of herself kept her alive, but it hollowed her—leaving a woman who aches for love yet no longer believes she deserves it. Vincent, thirty-four, has everything except peace. A billionaire built on discipline and ruthlessness, his empire gleams while his heart fractures. A bitter divorce threatens not only his fortune but the legacy his family name was built on. And then—in the middle of a storm—he meets Jennifer. Not as a client, but as a man whose brokenness recognizes her own. Their worlds should never touch. His is a golden cage of wealth and expectation; hers, a shadowed fight for dignity. But the spark between them is too fierce to ignore—dangerous, consuming, forbidden. Society will condemn it. His name could be destroyed. And her past might ruin them both. Yet in the ashes of what they’ve lost, love may be the only thing powerful enough to save them…or burn them alive.
WhispersInTheDark · 20.9k Views

The Heiress Twisted Fate

Destiny Ganzon is the epitome of a perfect heiress. She is beautiful, intelligent, and doted by her father, Alejandro, the Real Estate Magnate of the country, until one day, her mother died, and everything changed when his father remarried. Excerpt: A loud smack! "How dare you ruin my reputation, Destiny?" Alejandro asked after he slapped his daughter. That was the first time he used force on his only hier. "Dad, you have to believe me, it wasn't true, you raised me well. Do you think I will do something like that?" She asked back, caressing her beautiful face. "No, this time I had enough of your lies; your stepmother was right; you are only a nuisance and only bring shame to our family!" He angrily responded. "I had warned you. I will disinherit you. You will not receive even a single cent from me, and you must leave this house right now, or else I will ask the guards to drag you out!" He added before he turned his heels and walked away from his study with the loud slamming of the door. One scandal led to another, and what she couldn't accept was her first love and childhood sweetheart, Red Galvez, was part of their betrayal. Destiny's world crumbled, and she couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister finally succeeded in planning her downfall. With a broken heart and no choice, Destiny left their mansion and lived an ordinary life with her nanny, the only person who never left her side. She pretended to forget her old life and started living and embracing the mundane world. Still, she promised herself that she would do everything to make her enemies, including Red, pay the price of their betrayal. But it was more complicated than she thought since her father was brainwashed with his wife and stepdaughter, and they made her life a living hell. Years later, Destiny met Red again, and he was still the same hot and gorgeous. On top of that, her ex became one of the highest-paid attorneys in the country. All unwanted memories came rushing back to her. Destiny hated him with all her heart, but Red promised to help her win back what was rightfully hers. Can Destiny forgive Red and trust the hottest attorney to claim back her inheritance without breaking her heart?
sirenbeauty · 173.9k Views

Whispers of Destiny (LingOrm) - LGBT GL

In the heart of Bangkok, where tradition and ambition intertwined like the threads of a silk tapestry, two lives stood on the cusp of collision. Lingling Kwong, at 25, was a name whispered in the glittering nightlife of the city—a casanova with a trail of broken hearts, her charm as intoxicating as the neon lights of Sukhumvit. Heir to the Kwong Empire, she wielded her sharp wit and magnetic allure like weapons, never lingering long enough for love to take root. Her world was one of fleeting pleasures, where commitments were as ephemeral as the champagne bubbles at her lavish parties. Yet, beneath her polished exterior, a quiet restlessness stirred—a yearning she refused to name. Across the city, in a jasmine-scented suburb, Orm Kornnaphat, 23, lived a life of quiet duty. The daughter of a prominent textile family. . Orm's days were filled with the soft hum of tradition—helping her mother weave intricate patterns, attending social functions with a practiced smile, and suppressing the flicker of longing for a life less scripted. Engaged to Krit Amnuaydechkorn, a 28-year-old businessman from an allied family, Orm's future was mapped out: a stable marriage to secure alliances, children to carry the legacy, and a life of predictable comfort. Krit, with his weekly roses and controlling demeanor—dictating her wardrobe, her guest lists—saw her as his prize, his possessive affection a cage she accepted with resignation. Yet, in the quiet moments, Orm's heart whispered of dreams—vibrant, untamed desires she dared not voice. Unseen by either, the threads of their fates were being woven together by forces beyond their control. The Kwong and Kornnaphat families, rivals for decades, faced a crossroads—merge their legacies or risk mutual ruin in a shifting economic tide. Over late-night meetings and tense negotiations, a radical solution emerged: an arranged marriage between their heirs. Not just any union, but one that would bind Lingling, the untamed playgirl, to Orm, the dutiful daughter, in a bond meant to seal peace and prosperity. As the city pulsed with its endless rhythm, neither woman knew of the storm approaching—a union that would challenge their hearts, unravel their defenses, and ignite a love neither expected. In the shadow of duty, destiny was spinning a tale of chaos, passion, and redemption, ready to draw them into its embrace, with Krit's resentment simmering as a dark undercurrent, ready to draw them into its embrace.
Jenina_Grace_7854 · 2.4k Views

My 3 in 1

"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to perceive his genuine and humorous laugh. "What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. "Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. He is my best friend, my hero and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love? DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY MAY CONTAINS ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT, IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 AND MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL ADULT READERS. VIEW AT YOUR DISCRETION. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Gnaipafe · 193.2k Views