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On the day of her escape from prison, she had died unexpectedly and was reborn into the body of Madam Huo. He was the heir to the number one financial magnate. She had charged out of nowhere and from then on, the obedient and weak Madam Huo had started to awaken. She had been trampled under her feet. Huo Shao had expressed that since she had already been conquered, wouldn't it be too unfair for her if she did not give her body to him? The muzzle of the gun was aimed at her head, "I only lost my wife and did not divorce. Choose between loving me or dying for love. " Gu Ruochu,"..." Do I still have a choice?

She had somehow transmigrated to a lazy and lazy little girl who was despised by everyone. It was said that she even shamelessly relied on her savior? ? ? ? Wasn't this too terrible? However, when Kang Xiaoqiao took a look at the little brother that the original owner had relied on, she decisively accepted her fate. So be it if it was terrible. It was not her turn to be terrible if others wanted to be terrible! PS: Duo duo has already finished her old book, "report, the cute wife has married" . It has more than three million words. The scam is guaranteed. Welcome to jump into the trap. Ordinary Book Group: 285699337, knock on the door brick, all of duo's book protagonist name can be, VIP Book Group: 611482740 Fan Value 2000 + , or any of duo's book can be added.

[Top-tier mutual teasing + extreme tug-of-war + trash-talking + 1v1] Wen Zhi had lived in the shadow of being bullied by her entire family since she was young until she was discarded by the He Family as a pawn. After returning to the country, the first thing she did was to give the He Family a big present. At the banquet, as soon as Wen Zhi was done with her mischief, she wanted to flee. Just as she reached the corner, a man stopped her. “Little Zhi, haven't seen you for five years, where are you running to?” Looking at the big demon lord who'd tormented her since her childhood, with such a righteous human-dog appearance, Wen Zhi swallowed her saliva. In her ears, she could almost hear He Hanjin saying that same line to her countless times: “Little Zhi, you need to be good. If you dare to run, I'll break your legs.” So in the past, she was constantly playing the good girl, and Hanjin seemed very satisfied with her obedience. But now that she had finally broken free from his control, she didn't know how he'd torment her if he caught her again. How could she not run?!

A calculated move forced Su Miaomiao into a shotgun marriage with a disabled buddha-like figure in the Beijing circle. At the beginning, she treated it all as a game, wanting to see the buddha-like figure lose control and pull the unattainable flower down from its pedestal. Time after time of attempted seduction, the aloof buddha-like figure remained untainted by worldly desires. Realizing she was the one losing control, she wanted to extricate herself from this game. When she awoke again, there was a silver chain on her foot. The cold and aloof buddha-like figure devoutly leaned over and kissed the back of her foot. "Miaomiao, don't leave." It was at that moment that Su Miaomiao realized. Beneath that mask of a pure and aloof buddha-like figure, lay an obsessively possessive desire.

In order to save her mother, she was forced to strike a deal with her stepmother and sell herself to a stranger, but she never imagined that she would get into the wrong bed? That she slept with a gigolo? She suffered a cruel scheme plotted by her wicked stepmother and stepsister; ultimately, she left her hometown behind. Five years later, she returned gloriously with three genius children, assertively tearing apart the innocent act of the white lotus and the scheming of the green tea woman, and then she unexpectedly discovered that the father of her children was enormously powerful and immensely wealthy. "Woman, explain this to me, why does your son look exactly like me!" "My son looks this way because of his own abilities, it has nothing to do with you..."

Seven men. One for every day of the week. A story too sexy to pass up. Chicago University newspaper is going under. I need to save it. Everyone says sex sells, and what is sexier than a polyamorous relationship? One woman. Multiple men. Now that’s how you sell papers. But my plea for such a woman to come for-ward to an interview has unexpected consequences. All I get are Dirty sexts asking if I want first-hand experience. I shouldn’t give up my v-card and get involved with seven men. I’m not that desperate to save the paper. Or am I? I need to keep it a secret if I do decide to play out my fantasies because if the truth comes out, I don’t know if we will all survive the wreckage. Flirt Chat Series is created by Sarwah Creed, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The story is about a 17 [ hundred of years] old Anying who got given the very things he dislikes in life. he loves world peace, freedom, fun and... food. hated killing, Gore , hunger and boredom amongst many others well he loves running away from home whenever he was about getting bound to a location and he always escapes. until the day he made the grave mistake of... allowing himself marry two mysterious people in the hopes of acting coquettish and being set free. but he never knew, not wanting to get tied to the affairs of the throne would get him tied to the affairs of a dome instead. well join this foodie and his tamers as they go through the journey of... taming each other out ... a might likely to find cut scene ... Arenas of death. he abandoned it for years, and came back to meet he had downgraded to third from first rank. that was how hard the game was no worries, he was glad that the game's progress was saved in his cloud account. so he just reinstalled it and continued to regain his former glory The cute thing was so busy playing a game that he didn't notice someone behind him until he heard a deep deadly voice " hand it over ". " ah!". he screamed and turned around thereby loosing hold on the controls of his character. his heart was pounding hard as he held the fabric covering his chest. ' dude you scared me! ' he wanted to yell but no he got up and jumped of the bed to keep his distance before staring at the man's handsome yet chilling visage. he had no time to admire the Man's physique at the moment as he asked while gulping trying to divert the man's attention. " w--what are you, d--doing here?". he was also curious with his fear on why the ice cube was in his room and not being a decoration in his usual position. but his question was met with the darkening of electric blue orbs and a chilling. " now ". ' momma... '. he took a step back instead of handing the phone over because he didn't want his phone to get confiscated... but there was nothing wrong with his phone! this was bullying!!. due to his actions, the room temperature dropped and when he thought the devil would pounce on him, his phone left his hand and appeared on the taller man's outstretched hand. "noooooooo!!! --". " shut up". interupted the flirt who had been leaning on the door bane. Anying didn't dare stare at his face but he could feel dreadful eyes on him. "y-you! what are you doing with my phone!". he yelled when he saw the ice cube's slender fingers operating his phone with lightning speed. but he got no response. "..." Anying began sweating " there's nothing in it !. hand it over !". he was ignored until 30 seconds later, the cube handed him his phone. when he snatched it waringly, he heard the flirt ask in nonchalance " did you delete it from the clouds?". "yes" the cube replied. the foodie got a bad feeling, so he checked his phone quickly and when he did, all Data from his loving game was... gone. it was deleted... for ever... and he couldn't start again because his account was now restricted by the cube. hot tears streamed down his face as he began to sniff. "you're crying because of a mere game ?". his chin was held and he was forced to look up into darkened electric blue eyes. '' mere... mere... mere... mere game! you got jealous of a mere game!. why the heck are you so possessive??!! ".he asked in fury. but the man replied with furrowed brows " it was just non existent Data.l'm still asking why you're crying about it ". unbelievable!. " you got jealous of non existent set of data! why!! ". the guy was furious. ".... " speechless. " because he can. and you have nothing to do about it. you don't have a choice anyway, so stick to whatever we tell you ". answered the flirt. silence then, " I want a deep kiss ". says the flirt as he walked towards him. " no! " screamed Anying. in this kind of situation?!. the flirt tilted his brow in question and asked " who asked you? ". right.

Olivia gets Jeremy kicked out of the company after she refuses an arranged marriage from her father because of being instigated by Karin, her best friend. Then her father's company went bankrupt after being dropped by a business opponent; she was tricked by Karin and killed. Then Olivia wakes up in her room after she rejects the arranged marriage. A system window pops up and gives her two choices to save her life, marry Jeremy or die for nothing. Olivia chose the first option, accepted the match, and married Jeremy. But her father said, "Jeremy. My daughter accepts your proposal of marriage! congratulation, boy!!" Olivia got married, receiving all the attention and love that Jeremy gave her. Including taking revenge on Karin and her father's business rivals, she comes back to life with the help of a system that keeps asking her to seduce her husband, who is perverted and always likes physical touch.

Do I really know what type of my personality? Do I really know who I am? Do I really know what I like? Hi, im Samantha Lorraine. Just call me Sam.

“You’re a damned flirt and I don’t like you.” Nakatiim ang mga bagang ni Carl nang ibulong sa ’kin ang mga katagang iyon matapos mapadaan sa aking mesa at lingunin ako. Napaawang ang mga dila ko at halos manlabas ang mga mata ko. Naramdaman ko rin ang mabilis na pag-iinit ng aking mga tainga. Hindi ko lubos maisip na iyon ang sasabihin niya sa akin. What have I ever done to him?! “Bakla! Gago ka.” Iyon ang gusto kong imura sa kanya. Pinigilan ko nalang ang nangangati kong dila. Sobrang nakakatimpi ang ginawa niya. Breath-in, breath-out. Tatlong beses kong ibinulong iyon sa aking sarili. Sinundan ko nalang ng mga tingin ang lalaking sa palagay ko ay sinaniban ng demonyo. Gusto ko sana siyang batuhin ng hawak kong tinapay.