Novel & Cerita Saving Abel So Addicted To You

After an earthquake, my boyfriend chooses to save a manipulative woman who's closest to the door. I'm pinned to the floor by a cupboard, but he forgets all about me. I pass out from the pain. When I wake up, I discover that my right hand is now useless. My boyfriend apologizes to me. He tells me he was only thinking about saving a life. Later, my boyfriend is diagnosed with a terminal illness. I'm the only person in the world who can save him. He weeps and begs me for help, but I can't hold a scalpel anymore.

My husband tells me he's a wanted fugitive. He doesn't want to drag me down with him, so he turns himself in and tells me to marry another. My heart aches for him. I scrimp and save to raise our son while waiting for him to be released from prison. It's only when my hair has gone gray that I learn the truth—I see him holding his true love's hand as they go shopping. They buy luxury products like they cost nothing. Only then do I understand that he pretended to be thrown behind bars to be rid of me and our son. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day my husband pretended to be a fugitive. I immediately call the police and give them the evidence of his crimes. He likes acting like a fugitive, doesn't he? He can spend the rest of his life behind bars, then.

"Move!" "Ouch!" She glared at me. "Must you act this way towards me even if you and Katherine are in a relationship?" I scoffed. "Don't delude yourself." "I saw you both..." I smirked and grabbed her hands. "Who was kissing Hinn Carlos today?" Her eyes dilated, I was sure she wasn't expecting me to see that. "You belong to me and no one else!" Robin Heisten is a handsome man that grabs a lot of attention wherever he goes but was known as a cold person with no feelings, his past has been a mess, but just crossing path with a girl he met only once has been the only warm memories he has left in his heart. But what happens when he finally saw her but discovered she has feelings for someone else? Would he let the only lady that warms his heart go? Read to find out!

For three years, I was his hidden Omega mate.I fought for him. I built his pack. I became his top warrior.But on our third anniversary, he chose a noble lady for power… and announced their marriage. I burned every gift.Awakened my royal blood.Broke the mate bond he thought he owned. I will never be your secret.Never your shadow.Never your mistress. I reject you, Alpha.This is my revenge.

In the two years after Bradley Vaughn's so-called "memory loss," we divorced seven times—all to keep his childhood crush Vivian Monroe happy. Number eight? Because Vivian got pregnant. "You can't have kids anyway. Once Vivian has the baby, we'll get back together. You can raise the kid." That was his usual ice-cold line as he slid the papers across the table. That night, he kicked me out—said Vivian got nauseous just seeing me. I moved into another house. Alone. In the rain. Even after I landed in the ER from a near assault, he didn't bother asking if I was okay. Then one day, I spotted him at a clinic with Vivian. He rubbed her belly and laughed, "So what if she finds out I faked the amnesia? She can't live without me. Toss her a bone, she'll come crawling." I looked away, steady. Then my phone buzzed. [How did your checkup go?]

After getting the betrayal from 6 years of loyal relationship, Jenny Gomez, 25 decided to seduce her boss to take revenge. She was bold and stubborn, even got successful leading her boss to the . But suddenly, a strange yet stunning man showed up in her house and claimed to be the person whom she had spent the night with. Who knew, fate always likes to joke around with her. He was the man of his words. He was cold as ice and had a strong physics. To add some salt in her injury, he smiled cruelly and asked, "Jenny, how's the feeling last night?"

Abby is a girl quiet, hard-working and middle-class, she worked daily in a restaurant, she lives alone in a small apartment in the east of the city of Bello Norte... who would go to think that she least a great responsibility ahead?

Natasha Stewart didn’t expect her life to change in a single night. Fresh out of college and blind to her fiancé’s toxic behavior, she clung to Charlie despite his constant cheating, convinced that he would change the moment they tied the knot. When Charlie brought her to his father’s house for a family dinner, she saw it as the perfect opportunity to secure her place in his life and finally eclipse his ex-girlfriend, Angelique, whom he still secretly chased. But everything changed the second she met Leonard Masseria, Charlie’s father. Older, ruthless, and devastatingly handsome, Leonard saw straight through her fragile loyalty and made it his personal mission to strip away her defenses. One forbidden night was all it took to spark a consuming, dangerous obsession. He vowed to own her, to break her, to ruin her. Now, Natasha finds herself trapped between the fiancé she thinks she loves, and his ruthless father who is hellbent on destroying anything that stands in his way of making her his.

When Avery moves to a new town after a family tragedy, the only person she trusts is Dante, the stepbrother who became her safe place. Their bond is built on late-night secrets and the unspoken promise that they will always choose each other. Then Grayson Hayes, the town’s golden boy, enters her world. What begins as a harmless dare—make Grayson fall in love and prove she can walk away—quickly becomes something real. As Avery starts to see a future beyond the life Dante built around her, the fragile balance between them begins to crack. When the truth behind the game explodes in front of the entire school, friendships shatter, loyalties are tested, and Avery is forced to decide who she truly wants to be. Because sometimes the hardest choice isn’t who loves you. It’s the person you choose back.

My boyfriend came from a wealthy family. We had been together for seven years, yet he had never given me a single gift. When he proposed, he even asked for the diamond ring back so he could return it for a refund. Later, when we were about to register our marriage, he complained that the paperwork fee was too expensive and said it wasn’t necessary. However, not long after that, he registered his marriage with his childhood sweetheart instead. He even booked the most luxurious hotel in the entire city, eager to throw a grand engagement party. The shock was too much for my grandmother, and she suffered a heart attack. I dropped to my knees and begged my boyfriend to return the salary I had entrusted to him over the years, as I needed the money to pay for my grandmother’s surgery. He simply wrapped his arm around his childhood sweetheart and pretended not to know me. He said he would never help a lazy beggar who only knew how to freeload. Then, he ordered the security guards to throw me out. Later, my grandmother died on New Year’s Eve, her final breaths drowned out by the sound of fireworks outside. While everyone else celebrated the holiday season, I handled my grandmother’s funeral alone. At the same time, I accepted a job offer from a major overseas company. When I returned home to get my passport, the man—who had just finished introducing his sweetheart to his parents and was clearly in a good mood—saw me and assumed I was still throwing a tantrum. For the first time, he spoke generously. “Alright. What could possibly have happened to your grandmother? At worst, I’ll make it up to you with a luxurious wedding.” What he didn’t know was that from the moment my grandmother took her last breath, I no longer wanted to marry him.