Kim The Abandoned Child

What was his mistake that he was born this way? What is written in his fate? Everyone has abandoned him. Will anyone ever care or love him? Or will he always stay like this?

Read to find out.


Tae's real father said to a maid ,
" I'll pay whatever price you ask for , just give me that child to me and take this shit "

Tae's 2nd Father said to
Head of the Village,
"I'll give you my son but i need money in return"

Tae's father say to his master " But master he's so naive I don't think so he gave you any pleasure at all "

Master " you just bring him here I'll take care of the rest myself. "



Taekook ✔️
Rape ✔️
Mature Content ✔️
Sensitive content ✔️
Abortion ✔️
Angst ✔️
Mpregant ✔️
Violence ✔️
Obsession ✔️

Transmigration: From Foolish Wife to Business Queen

Once, Sora Araminta was nothing more than a “gold-digging trash wife.” Now, her body is inhabited by Elena—a legendary business consultant fiercer than a market thug.
When her husband, Kairo Diwantara, tossed her a check with a look of disgust to shut her up, he thought she’d be thrilled. He was dead wrong.
Instead, Elena flung a divorce paper straight back into the arrogant CEO’s face.
“I resign from being your wife. Keep your money—we’ll talk business in court.”
Elena thought Kairo would be glad to be rid of a parasite. But instead, the man tore up the divorce papers and cornered her against the wall, his gaze turning dangerous.
“Leave my cage? Don’t dream, Sora. You’re still mine.”
Damn it. Since when did this cold CEO become this obsessive?!

At My Boss's Mercy

She signed what she thought was an employment contract. It was a marriage certificate.

Damares Reese is twenty-six, broke, and running from parents who never let her forget the size of her body. When her best friend lands her a dream job as executive assistant to Derek Marville — the ruthless, impossibly gorgeous CEO of a century-old cognac empire — she signs on the dotted line without reading the fine print.

Big mistake.

The contract isn't for employment. It's for marriage. And buried in the clauses is a deadline: conceive an heir within six months, or pay five million dollars she'll never have.

Derek Marville doesn't do love. He buried that the day he buried his wife nine years ago. Now, with a family clause threatening to hand his empire to his cocaine-fueled twin siblings, he needs an heir — fast. Damares was supposed to be a means to an end. A temporary arrangement. A body to carry his legacy.

But she fights back. She bites when cornered. She looks at him like she wants to kill him and kiss him in the same breath. And every curve of her body — the body the world told her to hide — sets him on fire in ways he swore he'd never feel again.

What starts as a trap becomes an obsession. What starts as an obsession becomes something neither of them planned for.

Because Damares isn't just carrying his heir. She's dismantling every wall he built around his heart. And Derek isn't just her captor anymore. He's the first man who ever looked at all of her — every inch, every pound, every scar — and wanted more.