When Caroline found herself been used and dumped by Nat, because of what she had said to him in the past, she thought they had evened. Now she is pregnant, this is far from being over, or is it? Are you on pills?" he asked I felt my face burn up with embarrassment but then I braced up, looking into his eyes I said "No I am not" then suddenly I felt this urge to explain "I have no boyfriend for a while, so I didn't think I needed one" "Okay, I will just have to rely on withdrawer then." Is that even wise I thought to myself, we can jolly well wait till we get to his or my house as the passion is dying down for me, but instead I said? "Okey please be care....."He drove into me before I have the chance of finishing my sentence. Not edited -Matured Content -Strong Language -Matured Theme -Sexual Content -Violence And Abuse +18 Warning this book contains a very deep sexual theme and content All scenes and characters are Fictional All arts of abuse and violence that are maybe de dexemed inappropriate are included and are completely fictional All rights reserved do not copyright, print, publish or translate use this content without the Author's consent #stronglanguage #matured content #violence

"It is not forgetting the face of the betrayer, or wiping the slate clean as if it were a silly scratch. The memory is the wound: it stays." The slate is shattered, and Cordelia is standing in the wreckage. She wakes in a new place with a new name and the paralyzing knowledge that her greatest enemy wasn't the monster waiting in the dark, but the trusted hand that held the knife. Her new surroundings are a deceptive calm-a fragile, isolated space where the only threat is the one she brought with her: a profound, toxic inability to trust. She can see the flaws in every lie, the hesitation in every smile. They took more than her freedom; they stole her foundation. Cordelia is a ghost in her own life, moving through an unfamiliar landscape where every gesture of kindness feels like a calculated move. She knows the memory is the wound. What she has yet to decide is whether she will let that memory kill her... or make her a weapon. Update: Every Sunday or maybe🤔 two days a week!

What would you do when four men come into your life and completely turn it upside down?... All I wanted to do was hide away on my ranch with no one to bother me, but apparently, they had different plans. Luckily for them, this was not my first zombie apocalypse. If they learn to listen, we might just get out of this with our lives. If not, maybe I would finally be able to rest in peace. Li Dai Lu was born and raised Canadian in her first life. This meant that she was taught how to share, how to put others first and to keep the peace as much as she could. However, that all backfired in a spectacular way. Reborn in a new time and place, Li Dai Lu did her best to protect all those that she could from the zombies that were wiping out the human race. Unfortunately for her, those she rescued were not as grateful as they should have been. Killed by the very people she saved, she held her breath and waited for the calm, peacefulness of death. But the Fates were not too accommodating and our heroine woke up in her third life, a year before the zombie apocalypse. This time she would live life on her own terms, and to those that disagreed... well, she would have a few words for them. With four men at her side, she will shed the cloak of civility and become who she was truly meant to be. WARNING!!! This will turn into a Reverse Harem. Mature Content and Vulgar Language on board, and Rage Bait at the start.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask. But that's besides the point... Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a much, much younger... You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell. WARNING!!! This will turn into a reverse harem where she does not have to pick. Mature Content, Trauma, and Vulgar Language on Board. PS. You don't need to read "Apocalypse: Third Rebirth" to understand this story. But still recommended to read it 1st, before this. For those who already read it... The "Ranch" you all looking for in that story will be explain here. Enjoy!

[Mature Content] Khalifa Fei, a famed water mage, suddenly woke up into a stupidly enjoyable book about the undead. Although she transmigrated into a cannon fodder who didn't even have a name in the book... she really didn't mind. After all, how could she possibly miss watching the book she liked in the flesh?? What she didn't expect was that there would be so many... distractions along the way. Would she even be able to prepare properly with all these men pulling her to bed? #Space #Magic #ReverseHarem #Polyandry #zombies #apocalypse #Transmigration #R18 #Smut ((MORE CHAPTERS AT WEBNOVEL https://www. webnovel .com/book/khalifa-queen-in-the-apocalypse_23177233506468505 )