Baby

[Urgently Need Breastmilk. Compensation Negotiable.] Eileen Sharp used to be a straight-A student with a bright future until she met her ex-boyfriend and became pregnant. Now a single mother, Eileen needed a second job to make ends meet. Eileen laughed. This was either a joke or a forty-year-old man with a weird kink. She wanted to scroll away, but she had bags of breastmilk in the fridge, and money was tight. Did it matter what the old man did with it, anyway? She risked getting kidnapped. The moment she saw him, she was dazzled. . Billionaire Dominic Presley was engaged to Hollywood’s sweetheart. He had all the money in the world, but it couldn’t buy his infant son formula he could keep down. His fiancé would rather die than breastfeed, choosing to go on a trip instead of staying with their son. Dominic needed a miracle. It was a sweet angel with bags of breastmilk in her arms. The attraction was instant. Can Dominic ignore his growing attraction to Eileen to save his engagement? This woman would save his son, but she was the forbidden fruit he couldn’t refuse. This wouldn’t end well, he knew. Eileen knew her time with him was short. She was her boss. She hated herself for lusting after a taken man. But she hated herself more for wishing the crying little boy was her own. She loved him at first sight, more than his gorgeous father. And she wished she would never part. Can she leave when the time comes? Or will she steal the family she dreams of?

She ran into a chapel to escape a nightmare—and stumbled straight into a billionaire’s vow. Twenty-year-old Emily Zack is desperate. Pregnant after a wild, masked one-night stand with a stranger, she is running from her parents, who are determined to take her baby and force her into a life she never wanted. All Emily wants is to keep her child and sketch her breathtaking fashion designs in peace. But when she hides behind the heavy double doors of a grand chapel, the latch gives way. Emily falls backward, crashing straight into the high-society wedding of the century. The bride has just stood up the groom. The chapel is in chaos. And a dazed, concussed Emily—who happens to be wearing white—blurts out *"I do"* to a priest who doesn't know any better. Enter Matthew Rice: cold, calculated, and the most powerful billionaire CEO in the city. To save his family empire from a catastrophic PR disaster, he takes the witty, unbothered stranger by the hand and claims her as his wife. Matthew vows to protect her and her unborn child, presenting a united front to his elite family. He is icy, brooding, and strictly business—yet he anticipates her every midnight craving, shields her from her past, and drops her off at university in high-end luxury cars just to show the world she belongs to him. Slowly, his frozen heart begins to melt for the free-spirited girl who lights up his darkest days. But as the bump grows and a beautiful baby is born, a striking resemblance triggers a shocking suspicion. Matthew demands a secret DNA test, only to uncover a breathtaking truth: The stranger from the masquerade night—the biological father of Emily's baby—isn't a ghost from her past. He’s the husband she accidentally married.

Adam Sleeves had it ALL, but despite this privilege, a void lingered. (True Love) Can that void be filled when a familiar face, recognized as his first love, reappears as his children's nanny, reigniting emotions and rewriting their intertwined history? Their journey unfolds with unexpected twists, shaping a new chapter in their lives.

Julia and Evan were the perfect couple—or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She’s fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn’t deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn’t listen. Now, it’s time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? “We should break up,” he’d said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it’s Evan’s turn to hear the truth—and to face his deepest regret.

"I'm an omega. I have no inner wolf, so there's a very high chance that I have no fated mate. I mean, how could I?" Elena Reed lived a simple life. She had a warm home with loving parents and friends she cherished more than anything in the world. But Elena had one dark cloud hovering over her happy, simple life. She didn't have a wolf. For years she waited, hoping that one day, that inner voice of her soul companion would speak out to her. But that voice never came. And she accepted that. Now the Alpha has decreed that all unmated female wolves are to attend The Choosing ceremony. A ceremony that is held every year to give unmated wolves the opportunity to find their soulmate. Elena's world is turned upside down when she attends the ceremony and her path crosses with the Alpha's son Alec Storm, the next in line to lead the Blood Moon Pack. As Elena and Alec keep finding themselves drawn to each other, Alec declares that she is his mate, while Elena is forced to reveal why that could never be true; a wolfless omega could never be anyone's fated mate. Alec makes it his mission to uncover the mystery that shrouds Elena and her missing wolf as outside forces plot against them for reasons none of them were ever aware of. Elena is the key to a deeply kept secret. One that could upturn their lives as they know it.

"You're joking right?" Alexander asked, leaning against his high-backed swivel seat, tapping his fingers on the table gently. "No, I'm not." Tessa swallowed hoping for the burning of her throat to stop, she dreaded what his reaction would be, yet he didn't take her seriously. "You want me to believe that a secretary who spread her legs easily for me the night I decided to notice her, is pregnant and it's my baby?" Alexander asked. "I'm not lying sir..I." Tessa stuttered she didn't have words to form, she couldn't believe what he said, he deflowered her that night they slept together, though he didn't know that, she didn't expect him to say what he just did, her throat burned so much, and her heart kept thumping irregularly, she held the chair she stood close to steadying herself. "You're an opportunist," Alexander said with a smile, he didn't like women like this, always finding excuses to trap him into what he didn't want. "Sir, I promise, I'm not lying," Tessa said her lips quivering, her eyes burning and the tears gathering were threatening to slip through. "I used a condom, I always do to avoid women like you." He spat standing up from his chair. "Sir, there must have been a…" Tessa paused when she saw him walk closer to her. "I'm going to give you one minute to leave my office, you're fired, and if I see you near the premises of this office, or close to my building, you'll be sorry for it." Alexander spat on her, pushing her out of his way, he walked to his door opening it wide. "Now leave." He roared. Tessa walked past him slowly, tears running down her eyes, she couldn't believe the one night she had resulted in her pregnancy and joblessness.

My name's Catherine. I'm wolfless. Five years ago, I got banished by my Alpha father and evil stepmother after being accused of fooling around a random guy. On that same day, I found my wolf Eva and she told me that I was pregnant. After living as a rogue for five years with my lovely twins, I decided to join a pack and settle down. On my way to the mating gathering in Shadow Forest, I ran into a guy Blake and got attracted, not because he was handsome but because I thought I'd seen him somewhere before...

“W-what…what are you saying, Caesar,” Grace was in disbelief as tears lingered in her eyes. “Let's divorce Grace, she's back?” Caesar muttered coldly, shattering Grace's heart. Her grip on the envelope containing the divorce papers tightened. “This can't be… I'm your wife, and I'm…” she attempted to tell him the good news of her pregnancy. “The love of my life is back…you were just a substitute,” his words echoed in Grace's ears. She was simply a substitute and nothing else. Five years later, Grace made an entrance in Caesar's life. “You can't run away from me… I know you still love me…” “I don't love you anymore, Caesar, now let go!” Grace tried to flee Caesar's stronghold, but unfortunately, he shoved her against the wall gently. “Let me go…you're hurting…” “What are you doing to my mommy,” a small melodious voice of a little girl got Caesar's attention, he turned around only to find a little girl standing behind him with a stern expression. “Mommy?” Why was the little girl referring to Grace as mom? ~~~~ Grace always thought she had a perfect husband and happy marriage until her world shattered when Caesar's past walked through the door, disrupting their seemingly perfect marriage. A girlfriend, the love of his life, appeared out of nowhere, demanding her place in Caesar's heart. Instantly, their once-unbreakable bond crumbled, leaving Grace utterly devastated. Confusion and heartache enveloped her as Caesar made the painful request for a divorce, even when she was expecting his child. Five years later, Grace was back to where it all started. This time with a solid heart and a goal to protect her daughter.

I have been through three marriages initiated by my stepmom in order to pay off my late father’s debt. This time around, I was betrothed to a disabled man, Shawn. According to my stepmom, Shawn was a useless cripple from an average-earning family so she signed me off to him without thinking twice, ignoring my tears and pleas. But guess what? I was surprised to see Shawn rise to his feet to do his manly duties to me on our wedding night. He was also the owner of the biggest group of companies in the country. Could he be the man of my dreams?

Hi there. Have you ever heard of the San Francisco Boys? No? That’s surprising. They’re kind of hard to miss — masks, billions of followers on YouTube, death-defying stunts that make your heart stop mid-beat. Reckless. Untouchable. Addictive to watch. Yeah … those guys. BUT … these stories ain’t really about them. Not exactly. They’re about the girls who get pulled into their chaos … and survive. About what happens when one of those boys stops being a legend… and becomes your worst mistake. How do I know? Because I’m one of those girls. Melaena Angélica Blackburn. A girl who fell for a San Francisco boy. Damion Grimm. All-time playboy. Professional pain in my *ss. Double world champion. Thrill chaser with a death wish and a god complex. He lives by the rules — HIS rules. Ride hard. Screw fast. Feel nothing. That’s how he keeps his demons on a leash. He doesn’t do blondes. He doesn’t do promises. And he sure as hell doesn’t do me — his best friend’s little sister. You should understand — I didn’t choose this. No. He shattered me first. And maybe I’ve hated him ever since … or maybe I just needed a reason to. Because here’s the thing about hate … it starts to feel a lot like something else when it burns hot enough. And here’s the thing about my family … the Blackburn name is cursed. My psycho grandfather? Yeah. Even death didn’t shut him up. Old enemies crawl back. Secrets crack open. Monsters rise. And I learn real fast that evil doesn’t always look like a monster. Sometimes it wears a familiar face. Control slips. Lines blur. Fate? She’s a cruel b*tch. But I’m not the girl who breaks. I’m the one who burns. And I’m going to break every d*mn rule to get what I want.