Praise Synonym Novels & Stories

I always found myself stuck in a cold room, I don't remember if I was dragged here or I came here myself. Still, I try my best not to give up and walk out of the room and my fault is I always left that door of the room open. "What do you want wealth? Fame? Beauty?" "Just a happy family" ".." "Can you give me that? a happy family in which I can have a father who can spoil me and a mother who can praise me and dress me like a princess" ...... "You should have taken the easy path" "Don't talk like you left me something to choose" "Then you should have tried for a comfortable life" "That's not in my story" ... Seraphina William, I am the daughter of Emily William, and I.. will chase my destiny.

Today happens to be Yvonne Ziegler's birthday. Yvonne is Shawn Jacobson's, my husband's, newly hired personal assistant. Shawn spares no expense in buying her a villa as a birthday present, and Yvonne haughtily takes to social media to show off on the day she moves in. "I'd like everyone to know that I'm married to a wealthy man now." Shawn comments on the post, saying, "Happy birthday, my beloved Yvonne!" In the picture, Shawn's hand rests intimately on Yvonne's slender waist, leaving no doubt about their intimate relationship. In that instant, the company's group chat erupts into a frenzy of notifications, as colleagues declare their envy of Yvonne and heap praise upon her for being

When I send the family car to the body shop for maintenance, an employee discovers a cat pregnancy guidebook wedged in the slot between the front passenger seat and the door. The cat's name is Rose. The signature shown on the furparent's slot belongs to my husband. "Christian Johannson, furdad of Rose." I'm stunned, to say the least. We don't keep cats at home. Coincidentally, Christian calls me on the phone. I ask him, "There's a guidebook in the car. When did you keep a cat?" He chuckles lightly in response. "There was a pregnant stray lingering around the company. I found it pitiful, so I brought it to the vet. It had already given birth last month. Now, it and its babies are the a

spread those legs for daddy I was supposed to call him Daddy out of respect. Now I scream it while he uses me like his personal fuck toy. After my mother’s sudden death, my wealthy, devastatingly handsome stepfather Alexander Voss took me in. What began as care quickly turned filthy the night he caught me with a toy and claimed every hole as his own. “You’re Daddy’s sex toy now, babygirl,” he growled, choking me as he fucked me raw. “Every hole belongs to me.” Twice my age and dangerously possessive, he keeps me collared, trains me with vibrating plugs in public, and fucks me on his desk during business calls. I know it’s wrong. I know I should run. But his degradation, praise, and cum have

The night my husband crowned another woman as Luna, I realized the cruelest betrayal wasn't losing my title. It was discovering that I had been nothing more than a tool. For five years, I sacrificed everything to build the Crescent Moon Pack into the richest territory in the region. I balanced the books, secured the trade routes, and kept every family fed while Alpha Azriel accepted the praise that belonged to me. Then, in front of the entire pack, he discarded me for my own twin sister. He thought I would break. Instead, fate handed me something far more dangerous. Matteo Russo. My ex-husband's estranged nephew. The ruthless Lycan enforcer every Alpha fears. Th

Reader discretion advised. Adults 18+ only. Alisa Verene was the stain on her family's name—the illegitimate daughter of House Verene, forever living in the shadow of her perfect half-sister. No matter how hard she tried, no matter how much of herself she gave, she was never enough. Love, praise, and pride were reserved for Naomi. Until him. Victor Ravencroft, the second son of a powerful house, saw her—cherished her—and for the first time in her life, Alisa believed she could be wanted. Loved. But love, too, was a lie. Naomi destroyed her marriage with a single revelation: she was carrying Victor’s child. The affair hadn’t started after the wedding—it had never ended. Alisa

Every time my husband's newly hired assistant underwent another cosmetic procedure, a new wrinkle appeared on my face. Leaning on her increasingly refined beauty, she rose effortlessly through high society, earning praise as an "ageless goddess." Meanwhile, I—the rightful lady of a wealthy household—aged so rapidly that in just three months, I looked like her mother. Clutching her cosmetic treatment bills in one hand and my medical report in the other, I confronted my husband. Instead, he shoved me to the ground, his eyes cold as ice. "Have you lost your mind?" he snapped. "You failed to take care of yourself, and now you're jealous of a subordinate who works harder and strives more than

I came to beg for mercy. He offered to save me… for a price. One week. Seven forbidden nights in his snowbound lake house. $187,400.17 wiped clean if I obey every single command. Cassian Voss. My mother’s ex-husband. The man who raised me, then vanished the day the divorce was final. Now a billionaire photographer who shoots the most depraved, beautiful fantasies money can buy… and keeps the pictures for himself. He says I only have to be his assistant. Hand him ropes. Hold the lights. Watch while perfect, naked women kneel and call him Sir. But I feel his eyes on me every time the shutter clicks. I hear the way his voice drops when he calls me “little girl.” I see the way he smi

He raised one eyebrow and leaned down. "Is that a yes to my question or to my proposal?" His eyes were focused on my lips and I struggled to concentrate, but I nodded. "Yes." I looked into his eyes that were hazy with lust, and I nodded again. "It's a yes to the both of them." He tipped my face to him and pressed a hard kiss on my lips. "Good girl." He whispered. And as I shuddered at the praise, I had no idea I just sealed my fate with the devil. ~~~~~~ Kayla, twenty-two-years-old and a single mum, has only ever wanted to be loved, even though her parents never shared the same sentiments with her. But that changed when her boyfriend eloped, leaving her nineteen-year-old self

WARNING!! THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE THEMES, ELEMENTS OF HARDCORE BDSM, PRAISE KINKS, SLUT-SHAMING KINKS, AND DEGRADATION KINKS. READ WITH CAUTION. (BOOK ONE OF THE DELUCA KINGS SERIES) Serena would do anything to uncover the death of her parents, including sleeping with the most dangerous man in New York, Nero DeLuca. And he knows this, so he strings her along so he can see how far she’s willing to go. *** “Get on your knees,” Nero said. “Excuse me—” “You’re my submissive, and you exist for the sole purpose of my pleasure. I don’t tolerate defiance. When I say get on your knees, you get on your knees.” “Yes,” I replied as I got on my knees, hating how much his commandi