Female Audience Novels

Daddy Ced No greetings - thyron It's up to you, bro. I don't know anything about YOUR conversation. Come here. Your measurements are correct. You know mom I had five stars earlier - thyron while xyra made thyron wear the uniform

The first thing I felt was a dull ache and a blinding white light. I was in a hospital, my wrist bandaged, my mind a blank slate. Then I heard the voices: "The guy in 302, Ethan, tried it again." "The one married to CEO Sterling? This is what, the third time this year?" My stomach turned. They somehow thought I was Ethan, the pathetic, clingy husband of Sophia Sterling, the girl who was always out of my league in high school. And I had tried to kill myself over her. When a nurse confirmed it, revealing my arm was slit, a wave of nausea hit me. I stared at my older, gaunt reflection in the mirror, five years of my life vanished, all tied to this humiliating existence. How could I have become this person? This wasn't me. The desperate, attention-seeking man they described-the one who sent bleeding wrist selfies-was a stranger. I wanted nothing to do with him. So when Sophia, colder and more beautiful than ever, arrived to discharge me, I knew what I had to do. I wanted a divorce, and I would start shedding this unwanted life, piece by painful piece.

There are ninety-nine Hermès Birkins sitting in my walk-in closet. To the world, it' s a collection worth millions. To me, it' s a tally of ninety-nine times my husband, Harris, betrayed me. Each bag was a silent apology I accepted to keep our hollow marriage alive. But the hundredth betrayal wasn't fixed with crocodile leather. On the anniversary of my mother's death, I tracked Harris to my family' s private cemetery. He wasn't alone. Jessica, his "first love," was there, standing over the empty plot reserved for my living father, right next to my mother' s grave. They were digging a hole. Jessica smirked, holding a velvet box containing her dead cat and a plaque that read To Arvel, my eternal companion. "It' s just a cat, Cecily," she laughed, tossing her hair. "Don't be so dramatic. Your father won't mind the company. Besides, it shows who Harris really listens to." For years, I accepted the bags and the lies. But desecrating my family's sacred ground? The submissive wife died in that moment. I walked toward them, clutching the evidence that would destroy Jessica' s life and shatter Harris' s world. "Dig it up," I commanded, my voice colder than the grave. "Or I will bury you both right here."

Shea Vestine was an orphan who grew up to be an innocent and kind lady in the Riverstone Pack. She was a servant omega who just wanted to find her mate before her eighteenth birthday – hoping that it would be a strong one and could save her weak wolf. However, if not, they will have to move to the South Side for a month to prove that they belong to the pack. Unfortunately, no one ever goes back to the South Side. Because it was where the ruthless rogues, the wicked half-blooded werewolves, and a lot of bad blood were located. But here comes the newly assigned Alpha of their pack, Denvereaux Thorne. Shea instantly felt their connection. She couldn't believe that the kind and gentle Alpha of their pack would be her mate! Denver proposed to her, and they got married. Everything seemed surreal for Shea. She felt like the happiest woman in the world. But would that be the case if she discovered the darkest secret of her husband? Would she still fight for her love even when Denver was a beast? Could she possibly tame the beast within him?

It was city gossip that Aiden Elliott, a powerful figure, was old, hideous, and close to death. For money, Millie's greedy father, sly stepmother, and jealous stepsister forced her into marrying this so-called dying man. Refusing to give in, Millie rebelled by spending the night with a male escort-only to find out later he was the very man she was set to marry, the rumored tyrant himself. "I'm old and ugly?" "Impotent?" "You want a divorce?" Aiden wouldn't let her go. From then on, Millie became his cherished wife, pampered and protected, envied by everyone.

Book one in the Vampire Trilogy ***************** "I have seen men become gods, and I have seen gods become dust." *A revenge patiently planned for decades. *An unquenchable thirst for power. *A vivacious struggle for survival. In all this emerging chaos; ~ Jaden, a powerful werewolf struggles to take control of his change into a thirsty Vampire. ~ Stefan, a newly turned Vampire fights an internal battle between his humanity and vampiric nature. ~ Sarah, a potent witch fights to break free from an ancestral contract in her lineage. ~ Elisa, a human struggles between an enstranged love for a Vampire, and protecting her family scroll, holding secrets to great power. ~ Kruger, a werewolf determines to live a human life, but only realizes the advantage of lycanthropy when it is too late, and he struggles against becoming human again. ~ Owen, a teenage human hides and battles the activation of his hunting potential. From bloodlust and dark secrets to mortal weapons and parralel realities, follow a supernatural journey of mysteries, betrayal, deception, revenge, struggle for power, romance and epic battles in this first book of "The Vampire Trilogy"

He knows she is off-limits. _________________ Tasked with seducing the king and restoring order to their troubled realm, it greatly shocked Princess Selina of Rozenberg when she witnesses her fiancé being charmed by another woman from a species she holds a deep-seated contempt, a Lycan. Amidst the chaos and power struggle, where everyone saw her as a villain, she finds herself seeking solace in the steady presence of Jasper, also a Lycan and the brother of the woman who stole her fiancé's heart. Selina is torn between duty and desire as she struggles with her growing feelings for the forbidden creature. She faced a difficult decision: to be true to her mission or to give in to her emotions, even if it meant breaking the rules?

Hathaway is not a good girl, at least not the traditional gentle, tender and obedient girl. Literally, she is open, independent and bold. At her first sight at Leon Davis, the most powerful personage of Leon City, Hathaway made a decision to chase after him. After teasing the arrogant man, she was happily thrown away by Leon. Without giving up, she listed a range of plans to draw Leon’s attention and she was confident enough to make it. The first thing she did was ruining his blind date, which unexpectedly freed him from a joyless meeting by coincidence. Fortunately, she’s changed her bad first impression. It’s so good a start for her. The next time she met him was at the business dinner party, she wore a white dress with diamonds showing her elegance like a white swan. Leon was deeply attracted and he realized how beautiful she is. Later, when she becomes his business partner, he finally finds her talents and smartness in fields of business and design. The two are getting closer and closer, is it still far from in love?

Ratu doesn't believe in love. She believes that happiness comes from money. Therefore, even though she has become a billionaire, Ratu still works and has no interest in having a relationship with the opposite sex. At first, everything went smoothly until her father forced her to marry a poor man named Sagara. Ratu refused, but her father threatened her; if she didn't marry Sagara, all of her father's wealth would be donated to social services. Can Ratu maintain her belief that love is just a superstition? Or does Sagara's presence make Ratu believe that happiness does not only come from money?

My parents bought me a quiet condo, a soft landing after Afghanistan and the psych facility, a place where I hoped to rebuild my life with my familiar hobby of miniature painting. My first package of rare, custom miniatures arrived, bringing a rare flicker of excitement, but it was quickly extinguished by the mailroom manager, Barney Oliver, who tried to extort a bogus fee. Before I could process his blatant scam, his ten-year-old grandson, Caleb, snatched my package, mocked my hobby, and snapped a precious figure in half, unleashing a surge of controlled rage within me that felt terrifyingly close to breaking. My parents pulled me away from the brink, but the feeling of being violated in my sanctuary, especially by a slimy old man and his cruel grandson, left a burning injustice simmering just beneath my skin. This wasn't just about money or petty vandalism; it was about reclaiming my peace, and I knew I had to push back, harder than they could possibly imagine.

Falcon, a 32-year-old millionaire businessman, acquires a new company at the breaking point without imagining that there is a woman in it who prepared him for him and although at the beginning he denies the idea, he will end up determined to make it his own. But there are two problems. First: he's an alpha and he's engaged Second: She is also engaged and is not an omega to bond with. In a world where alphas rule, omegas have no choice but to obey. Two stories of love and eroticism in the same book where nothing is what it seems. Two men, two women and a storm of feelings

Dwight Lyman Moody (February 5, 1837 – December 22, 1899), also known as D.L. Moody, was an American evangelist and publisher connected with the Holiness Movement, who founded the Moody Church, Northfield School and Mount Hermon School in Massachusetts (now Northfield Mount Hermon School), the Moody Bible Institute, and Moody Publishers.

Selene, a runaway witch with a body built for sin and a past soaked in blood, never believed in fate-until she accidentally binds herself to the one creature she's forbidden to touch: Alpha Waldemar Draven, ruthless leader of the Nightshade Pack. When desire turns deadly and secrets unravel in bed and battle, Selene must decide if her pleasure is worth the price of her soul.

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

They were destined. He didn’t believe about that, she knew that one day they would find each other and spend the rest of their lives together. It didn’t matter if it would take time. Gods had decided for them years ago and they could not fight against it.

The Historical Tradition Rooms in General Walls Doors Windows Fireplaces Ceilings and Floors Entrance and Vestibule Hall and Stairs The Drawing-room, Boudoir, and Morning-room Gala Rooms: Ball-room, Saloon, Music-room, Gallery The Library, Smoking-room, and "Den" The Dining-room Bedrooms The School-room and Nurseries Bric-à-Bracooms may be decorated in two ways: by a superficial application of ornament totally independent of structure, or by means of those architectural features which are part of the organism of every house, inside as well as out. In the middle ages, when warfare and brigandage shaped the conditions of life, and men camped in their castles much as they did in their tents, it was natural that decorations should be portable, and that the naked walls of the mediæval chamber should be hung with arras, while a ciel, or ceiling, of cloth stretched across the open timbers of its roof. When life became more secure, and when the Italian conquests of the Valois had acquainted men north of the Alps with the spirit of classic tradition, proportion and the relation of voids to masses gradually came to be regarded as the chief decorative values of the interior. Portable hangings were in consequence replaced by architectural ornament: in other words, the architecture of the room became its decoration. This architectural treatment held its own through every change of taste until the second quarter of the present century; but since then various influences have combined to sever the natural connection between the outside of the modern house and its interior. In the average house the architect's task seems virtually confined xx to the elevations and floor-plan. The designing of what are to-day regarded as insignificant details, such as mouldings, architraves, and cornices, has become a perfunctory work, hurried over and unregarded; and when this work is done, the upholsterer is called in to "decorate" and furnish the rooms.

For readers' discretion. Clarissa & The Grand Mafia contains raw scenes including sex, romance, and violence. Therefore, it is not recommended for people below 18 of age. ^ ^ ^ Determined to save her mother from dying of Cancer, Clarissa agreed to her father's arrangements to marry a money lender she hadn't met before. An abusive husband with no dignity or respect for women. What happens when his identical twin shows up at the house pretending to be Clarissa's husband, only he is an entirely different person in terms of character? Will he save her from the devil of a husband? Or will he take advantage of her broken heart?

With emotions swirling in his eyes and a lazy smile on his face He asked "if you could describe yourself in one word what would it be..?" I thought about it carefully,I couldn't think of any romantic word to say.with my head held high,I gazed into his eyes and whispered the only word that came to mind..... "Yours". ~~~~~~~ Nathan Black A Young, Ambitious CEO Who Had his eyes firmly set on success. He is a workaholic, often spending long hours at the office and sacrificing his personal life for the sake of his company. For Nathan, love did not exist. He had never been in a serious relationship and had no desire to pursue one. ----------------------------- Isabella Grey A Young woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders. At just 21 years old, she is struggling to make ends meet amidst a flurry of problems. Her mother is sick and in need of medical care, and the bills were piling up faster than Isabella could keep up with.Despite the hardships she faced, Isabella refused to give up. She knew that she had to keep fighting, no matter how hard it got. And little did she know, a chance encounter was about to change her life forever, offering her the hope and support she needed to keep going. *********************

Sloane Sinclair-Carlisle died in a fiery car crash, only to wake up in the weak, broken body of a girl named Nina White. Before she could process her rebirth, a torrent of tragic memories flooded her mind. Nina had written the genius code that saved her husband Doug's tech company from bankruptcy. But instead of gratitude, Doug stole her life's work, presented the billion-dollar algorithm as his own, and drove the desperate girl to swallow a bottle of sleeping pills. "Nina, I swear to God, if you don't open this door in one minute, I'm kicking it down! I don't have time for your drama!" Doug was pounding on the door, aggressively demanding she sign the divorce papers so he could marry his high-school sweetheart. Downstairs, his mother and sister casually sipped tea, mocking Nina as a worthless beggar who was finally being thrown out. They were celebrating their impending wealth, fully believing they could just erase her and leave her with absolutely nothing. They thought they had completely crushed a timid, helpless victim. They had no idea the soul now inhabiting this body belonged to a cold, unforgiving predator. Sloane threw away the suicide note, put on a bold red dress, and decisively signed the net-zero divorce agreement. She slapped the papers in front of her arrogant ex-husband and walked out into the night, ready to build her own empire and watch his stolen company burn to the ground.

Most women fall for businessmen, engineers, doctors, and lawyers, but in my case? I fell in love with my bodyguard. *** Caroline and Miguel found themselves caught up in the heat, thinking it would be just a one-night stand. Caroline preferred giving herself to a stranger rather than being forced into a marriage with Alexander. However, Caroline's heart was unexpectedly drawn to Miguel after their passionate encounter. Little did Caroline know that Miguel was just a mere bodyguard for her family. As rumors swirled and the weight of societal judgment hung in the air, Caroline and Miguel found themselves grappling with the challenges of concealing their love. The stark division of social classes posed a constant threat, pushing them to confront the harsh realities of a world that disapproved of relationships that defied established norms. Will she choose to continue her love for Miguel, despite knowing that it is forbidden? Or will she prioritize her family's wishes and marry a wealthy man?