Bussiness Stories

Kang y/n was always the black sheep of the family. Overshadowed by her extremely talented, gorgeous sister Roseanne. Who has the world revolved around her? After being neglected by everyone and being treated like garbage, she became a laughingstock. She foolishly chased after illusional love, Kim Taehyung, her whole life. who happens to be her sister's fiancé. At the end everything was too much she ended up killing herself. But destiny decided that she would be given a second chance to be reborn into her fifteen-year-old body. Y/n has lost everything in life, but not this time. She will fight for herself this time whatever it costs

Kabir, the only son of his parents, rich, spoiled and getting used to what he wants. He doesn't know what the meaning of no is, because he has never heard it. He is one who buys things without checking the price tag. Games. Clothes. Shoes. Cars. He gets all what he wants with a snap of his fingers. Brought up in luxury, he is the dreamboy of many. At 16, he's everything one looks for in a guy. Smart. Handsome. Rich. And completely unaware, of what it felt like to lose. On the other hand, Ruan. The boy who lost everything and still walked like he owned the world. He wasn't unfamiliar with luxury. He was born into it. He knew the weight of expensive watches, the comfort of tailored suits, the ease of getting anything without asking twice. But, all it took was one day. One day, for his whole world to collapse. He went from a spoiled, talkative boy someone who chose who was worthy of his time to someone who couldn't bring himself to speak at all. All it took was a single day, to lose everything when his parents got into an accident and left him all alone. But, even on death bed, his parents couldn't leave him alone in a world full of vultures who were waiting just for trading him apart. Their hearts wouldn't allow that. So, they entrusted him with that one person who he could trust him with his son and all his property. His bestfriend. More like a brother, from another mother. Ashwath, Kabir's father and Rishaan's, bestfriend. He took a promise from him that he would protect and care for his child till he could take care of himself. Now, let's see what fate awaits them, as their paths crossed.

Novel Rating:10/10 As a Carpenter: Transmigrated into a Peasant Woman and taking care of my sickly husband Li Miaomiao transmigrated into the body of the original heroine - a woman who had been abandoned by her groom on their wedding day, lost her mind, and in a fit of madness married Xiao Xian, a guest who had only come to attend the wedding banquet. . The very next day, the original host made a scene about going back to become the groom's concubine, fell into the river, and died. . The guests all laughed. A cripple with useless legs, handsome as he might be, and so poor his house had nothing but bare walls - even a discarded bride couldn't be kept by such a waste. . Everyone waited for her to wake up and go mad again, tormenting Xiao Xian. . Unexpectedly, she picked up a toolbox and became a little carpenter instead, pampering her gentle, jade-like lame husband as if raising him with tender care. . Li Miaomiao declared that being a carpenter was great - walking through streets and alleys, she might even run into someone who could seal a throat with a single strike of the sword... her husband? . She immediately turned to run, only to be carried back home over someone's shoulder. . After a night of tossing and turning, that certain someone chuckled and asked, "Wife, are my legs better now?"

ORGINALLY A 'PAID' STORY. NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON/KU *** 4 CHAPTER SAMPLE HERE *** After a great loss, Jake Bryant finds himself in Las Vegas. To fill the void in his heart, he searches for a woman's missing daughter and finds more than he bargained for. ***** Two years after his daughter was kidnapped, Jake Bryant meets a woman in desperate need of help. Seeing the opportunity to redeem himself, Jake probes Las Vegas's seemly underbelly to find the pimp responsible for abducting her daughter. But navigating Sin City's sex trade business proves tougher than Jake thought, and he finds himself digging his own grave at gunpoint. Can Jake find a way to escape? Or will his mistakes lead to more death? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬... 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. Once, he was a boy who believed she was far too chaotic for his peace of mind. She was the little menace who somehow always found a way to disrupt his carefully ordered world, and he was certain he didn't even like her. Years later, fate forced them into a marriage neither of them wanted, binding them under the same roof despite the distance that had grown between them. But she is no longer the loud, carefree girl he remembers. Life took everything from her, including her laughter, her innocence, and her parents, leaving behind a quiet woman who hides her pain behind a calm smile. Before their marriage, he made one thing clear: "Don't expect love from me." So she didn't. As they begin sharing a life together, he slowly starts seeing her differently, noticing the sadness she conceals and the strength she carries. Yet one question remains: if he remembers her so well, why doesn't she even know his name? A story of heartbreak, healing, and unexpected love, where old irritation gives way to feelings neither of them ever imagined. ×××× Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine | Marriage of Convenience | Forced Proximity | No Cheating | She fell first (or so she thinks) × He fell harder and harder.. It's just my first book pls don't judge my writing.. because there's noway I can be perfect.... . . .

Alanna did everything in her power to gain her parents' approval: wore the right clothes, dated the right men, attended the right parties, and made enough money to get them through the doors of high society that had long been out of their reach. Instead of a thank you for all she had done, she was blamed for reacting the wrong way to finding out her husband had been cheating on her with her younger sister-and her family wanted her to accept it because it was "true love." When Alanna decided she was done vying for her parents' approval and started feeling isolated, an old classmate came to her with an offer she couldn't refuse: marry him and join one of the most powerful families in town. The catch? Intimacy was off the table. Any plans for future children would be done through surrogacy or artificial insemination. Deciding this was the only way to regain her dignity, she agreed. But her growing attraction to her new husband made the no-intimacy rule all the more unwelcome.

"Excuse me ! කවුද අවසර දුන්නෙ තමුසෙට " "ඇහ් ...මොකටද ?" "පිස්සු මල හෝන්තුවක් " " මොකද්ද කිව්වෙ ඇහුන්නැ " " නෑ නෑ තමුසෙ යනවකො මන් පස්සෙ බලාගන්නම් තමුසෙව .." " මොකක් කිව්වා තමුසෙ මොකටද මගෙ පස්ස බලන්න එන්නෙ .තමුසෙ දන්නවද මන් කවුද කියලා.."

Novel rating: 10/10 [Exiled deposed crown prince vs. dazzling fake heiress] [Knowledgeable of the past and present + stockpiling goods during famine + infrastructure building and farming + family crematorium] After her adoptive parents kicked her out, Jiang Zhenyu discovered something wild: her cat's food bowl was a portal to another world. On the other side was a deposed crown prince from ancient times. His kingdom was in ruins. A three-year drought had dried the rivers, caused a massive famine, and left bodies in the fields. Framed by corrupt officials, the prince and his clan were exiled north with no water, food, or medicine. The prince sent Jiang Zhenyu gold ingots through the bowl, begging for help. She didn't hesitate. "It's arranged." Soon, crates of bread, dried meat, fruit, canned food, and bottled water started arriving in ancient times. While others starved and ate dirt, the prince and his people ate well. But survival wasn't enough. Jiang Zhenyu helped him build irrigation, greenhouses, and farms. She sent medicine, tools, and supplies for rebuilding. When neighboring countries threatened war, she helped stock grain, weapons, and even machinery to make up for a lack of soldiers. Together they crushed their enemies, restored order, and unified the seven kingdoms. Meanwhile in the modern world, Jiang Zhenyu became the richest woman by selling and restoring antiques. Her fake family came crawling back to beg forgiveness. It was too late. One night, the prince pulled her close and whispered, hoarse: "Love me one more time." Author: 绿薄荷 (Had to edit the introduction cause it is way too long. The title too. Instead of bowl It just became a bow, lacking space🥲)

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

ජීවිතේ කිසිදාක ආදරේ හරි හැටි නොවින්ද මුරණ්ඩු , අහංකාර හිතක් අස්සට කිමිදිලා උතුරන්න ආදරේ කරන හැටි කියලා දෙන අහිංසක හිතක අයිතිකාරයෙක් කියවලම බලන්න මේ ඔවුන්ගේ කතාවයි ❤️ ආයුෂ් × තේමි‍ය ආයුෂ් යුගාර්ථ සේනානායක ❤️ තේමිය සතීෂ්වර සිංහවංශ warnings :18 plus :male pregnancy :mature content Top Rankings #1 in care #1 in sl #1 in sinhalabl #1 in boy×boy #1 in feelings #2 in sinhala #2 in srilanka #32 in bl #3 in malepregnancy

Kallista Rosi was raised on an island paradise, but now her entire world is threatened with the death of her father. Her beloved island has been left to her step-mother, who has decided to sell. Kallista is in the fight of her life against the company that is purchasing her beloved home. Kavanaugh Financial has sent Vaughn Kavanaugh, a handsome, charming, and frustrating rouge to negotiate the deal, and Kallista is fighting not only for her home but also for her heart.

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It's a family story , a desi family story . A 28 years old boy , Rahul taking the care of his younger siblings , a younger sister and a younger brother while managing his business after the death of his father . A family saga with lots of drama .

"Mi nah guh tell yuh again fi leff the likkle waste man Kezi" he said "And what if mi nuh wah leff him" I said "Bet seh mi fuck yuh up youth" I hissed my teeth and turned to walk away and he grabbed my hands turning me back around "Weh yah guh mia talk tuh yuh" "Lowe mi nuh Tyrel mi a tell yuh fi leff yuh....." "Yuh stubborn yf...." He was just supposed to be her bsf annoying brother and nothing more. Read to find out more.....

Hello cuties welcome to my story✨ 📖 Description.. She was the girl who vanished in an accident the world thought had claimed her life. She grew up in silence, building an empire out of shadows, hiding behind a smile no one could read. She was the heir they erased. The girl everyone thought was gone. But forgotten heirs don't stay buried forever. When Nyra steps back into the world she was stolen from, she brings secrets, power-and vengeance. And she's not afraid to burn everything in her way. Because the forgotten girl has returned- not to beg for love, but to reclaim what was always hers.

when she was betrayed by the people who supposed to love her most, she lost everything-her trust, her innocence, and most important her DIGNITY. Aside by her own people and left to rebuild from ashes , Now she return not for love, but to destroy them. In this HE helped her like a shadow and he is with her even at her lost. (this story is about revenge but also love that she got from she doesn't expect and in all this ONE PERSON who stand with her like her shield and not a single scratch can come on her. This story has no cheating tropes)

He hated them - not for who they were, but for what they reminded him of. Every word, every glance, every breath carried echoes of his father's betrayal, the same betrayal that broke his mother and turned him into a man who trusted no one. For years, he kept them at a distance, content to pay for their future but never let them near his life. But one day, everything changes. Circumstances force them into his home - three strangers bound by blood he never asked to share. And as walls crack and old wounds resurface, one question remains: will he ever learn to see them as family, or will they always carry the burden of his hatred?

Dear Husband, I wish you all the best. I am letting you go. No more secret glances. No more secret calls. No more secret box. No more longing looks and quiet sighs. I don't want to hear you mumble her name in our bed at three in the morning with your bourbon breath anyway. Go ahead. Love the love of your life freely. Fly to her. Set me free. Just your wife for now, Soon to be your ex-wife, Never been your love, Matilda Whitmore.

Trust is a weapon, betrayal the price. Pearl and Travis, locked in a battle of wills, once more. In a world where loyalty is currency and treachery the cost, who will truly wield the power? A broken bond, tested by deception-who will stand, and who will fall?" ➯ "I was running from danger. Kidnapping me, Travis? Very classic," I spat, rage curling hot in my chest. My fingers found the vase beside me - smooth, cold, heavy - and I didn't hesitate. I swung hard. He ducked just in time, but not fast enough. The glass sliced across his cheek, a ribbon of red blooming below his eye. He didn't even flinch. "You were covered in blood," he growled, voice cracking at the edge. "You died." "And you expect me to believe you saved me?!" I screamed, grabbing the nearest box and hurling it at him. It crashed into his shoulder with a dull thud, and this time - he stopped. His eyes locked on mine, dark and unreadable, a storm swelling beneath silver. Blood welled slowly beneath the cut, trailing down his face like a single crimson tear. I stood there panting, chest heaving, the next object clenched in my fist like it was the only thing tethering me to control. If he took one more step, I'd throw it. I swore I would. Then - his voice came, low, almost a whisper. Not to me. Not really. "How do you... always seem to unravel everything?" "Get lost, Travis!" "You're in danger" he said breathlessly, raking his hand through his hair. "And when was your help ever needed?!" "You do not know what you're doing!" He yelled. "I guess things never change. We will always be screaming at each other's face but you wanna know the difference... I do not give a fuck about you, Travis!" He let out a breath, raking his hair. "Is your empire slipping? It's all crumbling, right? But guess what...this is just the fucking beginning!" He turned away, his hands still in his hair. "Your little charade, doesn't change shit! You should have let me die!" "I should have"

ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs #ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. She wasn't meant to cross his path yet she stumbled straight into his world of shadows. He wasn't meant to keep her yet he bound her with vows she never chose. She believed in love while he believed in power and ego. But every time her innocence collided with his darkness, something inside him shifted : a hunger, a madness, a pull he couldn't name. She was supposed to be a pawn but She became his obsession. And in a world where love tastes like sin and devotion feels like war, she will either be the reason he redeems himself or the excuse he uses to burn it all down. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ If you're looking for butterflies, walk away but if you're ready to bleed with every page, then your welcome in this black world. The MMC may make you scream " He needs therapy, he's mentally unstable " { Chapters may be re-edited after completion }