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Interstellar Era: My Ex-Husband Chases Me Everyday

The Interstellar Era brought a new reality for humanity. Pollution and space pirates became the latest problems for the government. To Molly White, however, things weren't simple. At the height of her career, she got in an accident and ended up becoming a task executor. After completing countless missions and finally returning to her own world, she was greeted by two adorable twins… glaring at her. The worst part? They looked an awful lot like her. After digging deeper, Molly almost wanted to beat herself up. Six years had passed since her accident, and another soul had taken over her body, leaving chaos everywhere. Bringing down her parents? Check. Ruining her sibling’s career? Check. Forcing a marriage with her long-time crush and earning the worst impression possible? Check. Mistreating her own children? Check. Destroying her entertainment company? Check. The checklist went on until Molly’s head throbbed. Her only comfort was that she still knew tons of Earth recipes and had the spirit farmer to purify the land she owned. With danger hanging over her like a blade, Molly White had to fix everything and survive... while swearing to find the soul that messed up her life. And at the same time, she had to deal with her husband’s scheming white moonlight, an adopted daughter trying to steal her place, and a mother-in-law who couldn’t stand her! Rolling up her sleeves, Molly let out a cold laugh. After living in so many worlds, very few things could truly scare her. ......................................................................... Extract 1: "Sign this divorce paper, if you still have even a little shame left." The cold, distant crown prince of the empire, Liam, looked at Molly with complete indifference. Molly felt her heart twist painfully. She had liked this man for more than five years. But some relationships simply couldn’t be forced. With a quiet sigh in her heart, Molly signed the divorce papers. .......................................................................... Extract 2: [Alert! To survive, you must kiss Molly within 10 seconds!] Liam blinked at Molly with an innocent expression and blurted out, "Wife, my system is asking me to kiss you 10 times." System: "..." Liar! Molly smirked coldly. "Get lost."
LittleRabbit1111 · 390 Views

"My reason to live"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. Who had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him. A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son" His father, Emre Yunus Hakan, handed him the keys to the Hakan estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him. Conversing to him on state matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters as he recalled past events. Months passed. One fateful night, he received the news. "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet. The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent Hakan estate. Where he would find his "relatives" people who he had lost connection to the day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily. He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was. Clutching around the coffin, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Hands stopping as he clicked at a profile. There in the screen showed the picture of a woman, she was a beauty, and he had known it. Sharing their numbers he agreed on meeting her. It was a Sunday. Nur walked around the streets of Istanbul. Phone in hand, talking to the woman on the other end. "I will see you, bye" he abruptly mumbled as he cut the Call. He then made his way in one of the shops. Just as he stepped in--Thud* oh god... a feminine voice came out as he stared at her. The woman mumbled a sorry as she quickly retreated a bouquet that laid on the ground. Her eyes then went up to him, warm, honey like orbs locking with a piercing pair of blues. They stared at each other. As Nur's eyes unraveled her, she was even prettier than the girl he was supposed to meet. I-I'm sorry... (affet beni...) she said again and slid past him. Nur snapped his head, watching her go. Then turned to the front. On the ground was embroidered purse. He then crouched down, hands grazing against it, he clutched at the purse. Inside was an ID: Ayse Yildiz there was the picture of her. Ayse Yildiz... he practiced the name as if he has an obligation to remember it for eternity. Perhaps... his lips twitched, perhaps, he will have to... remember it for eternity...
DeryaYildirim · 2k Views

THE CEOs FAKE BRIDE: CONTRACTUALLY BOND TO MY WORST ENEMY

Reece Kay is running out of t​ime. Her famil‍y’s boutiq‍ue, a le‍gacy s​he swore to protect, is⁠ drowning in debt. The only life‌line? Her father’s trust fund, which comes‌ with an​ impossible, archa​ic clause: she must be ma​rrie​d within one month⁠. . ​Desperate, Reece agree⁠s to the‌ hu⁠mil‌iating terms, only to​ dis⁠cov‌er her assigned 'husba​nd' i‍s none ot⁠he‌r than Rhys‍ Laws​on, the‍ ruthl⁠ess billiona​ir⁠e CEO who shattered h⁠e‍r heart five years ago. Now colder, richer, and more demanding than ever, Rhys needs a temporar‌y wife to secur‍e a​ col​ossal, life-changing merger.​ The deal is pu‍rely transact​ion‍al: one⁠ year, separate lives,‍ no i​n⁠ti⁠macy,‍ and​ the pr‌omise of a h⁠efty su‌m that will sa​ve her famil‍y. Bu​t shar⁠ing a lux⁠ur‍io‍us penth‌ouse with the man she​ once loved, now fierce⁠l​y resents, is‌ a dang‍erous game. Eve‌ry​ shared business trip,‌ every for​ced public display⁠ of affection, a‍nd‌ eve​ry late night glance chip​s away at the strict walls they’ve b‌uilt.⁠ As th⁠eir fake marriage turns shockingly real‍, old wo⁠unds resurfa‌ce, and undeniab​le spa‍rks fly hotter than either of them anticipated. Wh​en their po⁠werful enemies, including Rhys’s jealo‍us ex-fianc​é‍e, begin digging for the truth,⁠ R⁠eec‍e and Rhys must decide‍ what is m⁠ore terrifying: losing the contra​ct, or‍ facing the po⁠ssibi​lity⁠ that the love‍ they faked is the o‌n​ly thing worth fighting for.​
Danladi_Amira · 5.5k Views

Christmas Lights

Artis Hart never expected to see Ethan Brewer again. On Christmas Eve in 2009, they nearly had something. But it ended before it began. Now eight years later, when an accident lands Artis in the hospital and Ethan at her bedside, old feelings resurface quickly and so do the doubts that tore them apart. He remembers the way things ended. She remembers the hurt. Neither of them is sure if the timing is finally right, or if history is about to repeat itself. Told through dual perspectives and timelines, Christmas Lights traces the fragile line between first love and second chances. Artis and Ethan must decide whether the bond they once shared can survive the truth of who they’ve become. +++ Hii, Kai here. So "Christmas Lights" is a pretty atypical book (especially on Webnovel) because each chapter only has a maximum of 100 words. But you are in for a ride because less words = more emotions pumped into them. This is a work I am very proud of and wrote during a difficult period in life. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I've been writing professionally for 10 years and now I'm on Webnovel to practice consistency. I'm not that good with writing blurbs but I can assure you that my writing is great. It'll be wonderful if you decide to give me and my books a chance. If you liked the story, consider adding the book to your library and leaving a review. You can also contact me via my socials. Instagram: @kaitsukama Twitter: @kaitsukama Reddit: @kaitsukama And if you want to support me, you can also buy me a ko-fi! You can find me @kaitsukama :) Thank you and see you again!
kaitsukama · 22.9k Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 33.5k Views