Everyone thought Y/N and Ciel were the perfect couple. But only she knew , he was a cheating liar. No one knew except her. I have this story on Quotev as well. My username's (@.abolish)

I have a life, a wife, and vows I swore I'd keep. Then Kylie came into my world. Not as a mistake. Not as a moment. But as a slow, dangerous pull I can't seem to escape. She's bold. Brilliant. And everything I shouldn't want. As days turn into something more, the lines between right and wrong blur, and I find myself torn between the life I built and the woman who's quietly taking over my heart. Because sometimes... it's not the fall that destroys you. It's the wanting.

Mila: He broke my heart to save me. Instead, he destroyed us both. I fled my hometown with a shattered heart and a promise never to fall for Jonah Beckett again, the boy who held me through every storm... until tragedy struck. He pushed me away with a cruelty I've never forgotten. I walked away and moved on with nothing but the wreckage of what we were. Now I'm back, older, wiser, and nursing a fresh betrayal. All I want is quiet, closure, and a fresh start. A breather. What I don't want is Jonah; bigger, harder, and with heat in his eyes that says he remembers everything. Jonah: I never stopped loving her. I just stopped believing I deserved her. If we kept going, I would have eventually ruined her , snuffing out the light in her eyes. Now she's back, and every disciplined piece of me snaps. The girl I left behind has become a woman who looks at me like I'm both her biggest regret and her deepest temptation. I made a bad choice before, but now is my chance to save us both. Love broke us. Lust reignites us. Truth and fate might finally save us. A spicy, small-town, second-chance romance. This is a quick read with open-door spicy scenes. This is intended for readers 18+ ONLY.

To most people, my husband is Viper. VP of the Devil's Rejects MC, hard, uncompromising, and completely committed to the club and his brothers. But the man I fell in love with was simply Roman, a man who called me Sunshine, and treated me like I was his treasure. By the time I realized the club would always come first, I was in too deep. And when his enemies came for me? He wasn't there to protect me because he was busy protecting her. And that I don't know how to forgive. Now I'm building a new life for myself without Roman. He promises he will give up everything to win me back, but promises are cheap and his aren't worth much. When we discover our enemies are still alive and planning to strike out again, however, I might not have any choice but to put my life in the hands of the man who's already let me down once.

Todega: Population 386 Josie Winters has it all-a life she loves, a father who adores her. Her best friend came back to town after three years, and a perfect boyfriend who she is certain is about to ask her a very important question. Until the night it shatters. The town she calls home is taken, her life thrown into chaos, and everything she thought she knew... is a lie.

Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! *Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. *Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. *I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! *Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.

I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

Atharva ran, his heart pounding, the station looming closer. She was just ahead, a shadow against the dimming light. He called out, desperation thick in his voice, but before he could reach her, Ansh stepped in front of him, blocking his path. "Move, Ansh!" Atharva's voice trembled with urgency. She stood there, still, her back to him, but he could see the sorrow in her posture. She turned slightly, her eyes meeting his-full of pain, full of things left unsaid. Then she turned away, heading toward the station. "No, please!" Atharva's voice broke, but Ansh's grip was firm. "Ansh, I messed up. I should've talked to you first, but if my father knew about her, about me and her , he would've-" Ansh's hand shot out, grabbing Atharva by the collar. "He would've ruined her, right? Or is it you you're worried about? Your career, your image?" Ansh's eyes were cold, cutting through Atharva's defenses. Atharva's breath caught. "I know I was selfish, but I love her, Ansh. She's pregnant-I need to tell her I'm here, that I'll leave everything behind for her and the baby." Ansh's face hardened, his grip tightening. "Too late, Atharva. She didn't want the child." The words hit Atharva like a punch to the gut. "No," he whispered, his voice cracking. "She wouldn't..." Ansh's gaze didn't waver. "She did. Now let her go. Let her live, and you do the same." He released Atharva, who staggered back, his world crumbling around him. Ansh walked away, leaving Atharva in the suffocating silence of his own making. © 2024 [Oly V99]. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means.

Kaya knows what it's like to be abandoned by the people who are supposed to love and protect her. What will she do when she has no choice but to return to those same people? For someone with the road name Lucky he lost the only woman that had ever meant anything to him. He and his club, her family, have a lot to atone for. But that's exactly what they'll do because there is no way he will lose her twice. Time for her to realize how he got his road name.

She was an innocent, quiet girl, who found herself at her mother's feet. And then, she left. But soon after she was taken in by a lady who promised her a better life. She just didn't see herself sitting between four guys in the next three months of that year. All of them possessive, All of them cared. Sweet. But very dangerous. She wasn't treated like a sister. She was a girl, who brought each one of them out of their comfort zone. And soon, she found herself being called their Girl. Because nobody could touch her. But for them. "What were you doing?" She looked up in fear and two big bodies loomed over her head behind her. "Talking with my classmate?" She whispered. As he wrapped his arm around her waist while they stared at the guy walking away from her. "You shouldn't try to make us unhappy Cherry. It is a very bad thing" #18++ #Voilence #Smut #Adult