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The Assassin- No Can Melt My Icy Heart

The Assassin- No Can Melt My Icy Heart

“Please don’t kill me, I will give you whatever you demand for” the man am about to kill pleaded. . “OH! You sound nice, gentleman, I have been paid, and the thing is, I don’t collect money twice. And according to what you said, I NEED YOUR LIFE, nothing else, than your LIFE” I said repeatedly and smile sheepishly. And the word LIFE keeps echoing in my brain. “I don’t mean that, please spare my life” he pleaded crying and trembling. “OH! SORRY! It’s too late, maybe when you come back in your next life, I can help you eliminate the person that asked me to terminate your life” I said with a smiling face. “Please I promised to pay you handsomelly if you spare my life” the man said shaking., “Fuck that up man, am a very honest person and never betrayed my partner. But I will give you a chance to say your last prayer and if you don’t have anything to say. I have a message I want you to deliver to my mother and siblings, just help me tell them I missed them a lot. “RIP” I said and pull the trigger, which pump out his brain with blood splitting out all over the place. “Ouch! Did I just killed him?. Ohh MY HEART JUST MELT, but is not my fault am a good girl you know. “I said and look at the man lieing lifeless on the floor” I nod my head in pity “I need to get out of here, I said and jump through the window. I Know people will soon be here cause of the sound of the gun. I will have used my silent pistol but the person, who gave me the job, said, he want his dead to be announced as soon as possible, so I need to draw people attention. Meet Alice Heron nickname TERROR. A very beautiful and smart lady. She’s very cool or should I say dangerous. Did I just say cool. Maybe she’s cool and fun to be with, but you can never predict, she’s the most dangerous and wanted assassin. She’s a comedian not a famous one but a community comedian, she’s makes everyone smile, but when she was sent to an household she makes them cry bitterly. I think she’s cool and at the same time dangerous like I said. None of the people she worked for have ever seen her face, because she’s always on mask wherever she’s out for a mission. Meet Tyler Harry nickname SMART. A very smart and rich military guy. He was choose to figure out the assasin that has been disturbing people’s live. “What happened when a job was given to TERROR to kill SMART. The two smart people are on a mission of each other. Do you think she will succeed in killing him?. Do you think he will succeed in bringing her out to the world, has the most wanted assasin?. Do you also think they will fall in love? Grap your popcorn now and let’s go on a mission to watch the thrilling moment that’s about to be shown on our screen.
Return Of The Sports Tycoon's Ultimate Heir

Return Of The Sports Tycoon's Ultimate Heir

For twenty-two years, I had believed I was the biological daughter of the wealthy Chapman family. Yet despite that, I was always treated like an outsider while they showered Jenna with love and attention. After a family dinner, Jenna deliberately threw herself down the stairs and cried that I had pushed her. My parents didn't even ask for my side of the story. My father coldly threw a DNA report on the desk and declared that I wasn't their biological daughter after all, and that Jenna was. They stripped me of my belongings, locked me in a dark storage room overnight, and kicked me out the next morning. They handed me an address for my supposed "real" parents, claiming they were ordinary working-class people, then tossed me a few dollars as a final act of charity to get me out of their sight. I couldn't understand how twenty-two years of family ties could be erased by a single fake tear. Even after I smashed a priceless vase to prove Jenna had never actually injured her ankle, they still looked at me with pure disgust. They threw me away like garbage just to protect the daughter they believed was truly theirs. But when I took the bus to the address of my supposed "poor" biological parents, I didn't find a run-down house. Instead, I found a sprawling estate. And standing inside was the billionaire tycoon behind Montgomery Sports Group. In his hands was a new DNA report showing a 99.999% probability of a biological match. "Welcome home, Madisyn," he said, his eyes rimmed red. "We've been searching for you for twenty-two years."
Divorced And Penniless: The Billionaire's Secret Heir

Divorced And Penniless: The Billionaire's Secret Heir

On their seventh wedding anniversary, Kiley's billionaire husband, Aden, slid a thick stack of papers across the restaurant table. It was a petition for divorce. He was leaving her for his college sweetheart. Thanks to a ruthless prenup, Kiley was being thrown out with absolutely nothing. That very night, their young son Jules was rushed to the ER, bleeding profusely. The doctor's diagnosis was a death sentence: acute leukemia. When Kiley frantically called Aden for help, he dismissed the emergency as a simple nosebleed. "I'm not paying for this. Deal with it," Aden sneered, the sound of his mistress giggling in the background. To force Kiley to sign the divorce papers, Aden froze all her credit cards and canceled their son's health insurance. He refused to pay a single cent for the chemotherapy. Even Kiley's adoptive parents sided with the wealthy Aden, calling her a burden and telling her to stop fighting him. Driven to the brink of despair, with a dying child and no money, Kiley didn't understand how a father could be so monstrous to his own flesh and blood. Until a news article on a friend's phone caught her eye. It featured a fallen 9/11 firefighter hero from the ultra-wealthy Whitfield family. The man in the photo looked exactly like Jules, down to the very bone structure. Kiley's mind raced back to the fertility clinic and the anonymous sperm donor. Could this dead billionaire hero be her son's biological father? Looking at her sleeping, fragile boy, Kiley wiped her tears and crushed the divorce papers in her hand. She was going to find the Whitfield family, save her son, and make Aden lose everything he held dear.
The Idiot Bride And Her Crippled Tyrant

The Idiot Bride And Her Crippled Tyrant

For ten years, Areli was left to rot on a rural pig farm, known to everyone as the Battle family's brain-damaged, illegitimate daughter. When the family faced bankruptcy, they desperately needed a daughter to marry Finn Branch—a violent, paralyzed billionaire—to save their cash flow. "I am not spending the rest of my life pushing a wheelchair!" her legitimate half-sister screamed. So, her father dragged Areli back to New York. They locked her in a damp basement, threw cheap candy at her like a stray dog, and forced her into a cheap, ill-fitting gown. At the wedding, Finn didn't even show up. Instead, his best man walked down the aisle holding a fat white rabbit to exchange vows with her. The cameras flashed as the crowd mocked her slack-jawed, drooling face, making her the ultimate laughingstock of Manhattan's elite. Her family sneered from the front row, celebrating that they had successfully fed a useless idiot to a monster just to save their wealth. They truly believed she was a pathetic puppet who couldn't even string a sentence together. But they didn't know the car crash hadn't scrambled her brain at all. Beneath the dirty dresses and vacant smiles, Areli was "Spectre"—the Dark Web's most lethal hacker and assassin. She hugged the rabbit, flashing a bright, foolish smile at the cameras. It was time to use her terrifying new husband as a shield, and tear the Battle family down to the studs.
Substitute Marriage: Falling For My Ugly Wife

Substitute Marriage: Falling For My Ugly Wife

"Love finds you in the strangest places." Marriage wasn't on Marcus's agenda. He was enjoying life as the most eligible bachelor until his family began to mount pressure on him. After a time, he had no choice but to get married to a woman he didn't even know. His close friend teased, "You lucky bastard! Your wife must be gorgeous." When Marcus thought of the woman who slept with a mask on in his bed, his blood boiled. What was gorgeous about her? Humph! "You had better stop it. One more word and I'll make her yours!" he cursed. Marcus thought he was going to be a miserable married man. However, he received a surprise when his marital life turned out to be the exact opposite. Curiosity killed those around him after some time. His friend asked again, "I know you don't like talking about your wife. But can you describe to me what exactly she looks like? Why does she always have a mask on?" This time, Marcus's lips curved into a smile. "My sweetheart is beautiful and adorable. Lower your gaze whenever you see her. If I catch you staring at her, I'll make you go blind." Everyone's jaw dropped when they heard that. They looked at him like he was crazy. One day, Marcus's wife suddenly packed her bag and declared, "I can't do this anymore. I've had enough of your humiliation. Please, give me a divorce!" This request hit Marcus like a bolt out of the blue. When he saw that she was being dead serious, he held onto her with both hands and begged, "Honey, please don't leave me. I promise to treat you better. If you want, I can give you the whole world. Stay with me!" And so, a new phase began for the couple.
Pampered By The Ruthless Apex CEO

Pampered By The Ruthless Apex CEO

Chloe woke up in an unfamiliar hotel suite, her veins burning with a chemical fire. Her gambling-addicted stepfather had drugged and sold her to a wealthy predator to cover his debts. The buyer, Ethan Carlisle, expected a submissive toy. Instead, Chloe smashed a crystal lamp over his head, jumped out a third-floor window into the freezing rain, and threw herself directly in the path of a sleek black Maybach. The man inside was Julian Carlisle, Ethan's ruthlessly cold billionaire cousin. He didn't save her out of pity; he took her purely to humiliate Ethan. Julian treated her like tainted property, forcing her into an ice-cold shower to wash off his cousin's "filth." He even nearly strangled her when she tried to bandage his injured hand. Desperate, Chloe stripped naked to prove she was completely untouched, negotiating a single chance to interview at his investment firm. But the nightmare was far from over. Furious at losing his payout, her stepfather kidnapped her critically ill mother from the care facility. "Three million dollars in three days, or accidents happen to her," he threatened. Pushed to the absolute brink, Chloe realized she was surrounded by monsters who viewed her as nothing but a pawn to be sold, used, or broken. She refused to die a victim. Dragging her bruised body to the Apex tower for her interview, Ethan cornered her in the stairwell, violently ripping her clothes. When Julian and his top executives suddenly opened the door, Chloe didn't cry for help. She looked the cold billionaire dead in the eye and weaponized his own corporate reputation against him, forcing him into a corner. She lowered herself, tried her best to seduce him, advancing step by step with calculated moves...
On Her Knees

On Her Knees

The back of his hand hit my face for the third time but this slap really stung. The force of it rocked my head back but it wasn't enough to knock me off my feet. "Kneel," he commanded again, his voice thick with fury. I brought the back of one of my hands, that were bound in front of my body by rope, to wipe away the trickle of blood from the corner of my mouth. "I do not kneel," I whispered. I know what kind of things they made girls do on their knees. He would have to beat me senseless, kill me even to get me to do those things. The man's green eyes, the only thing I was able to clearly see in the darkness of this windowless room, glinted. He nodded, an unsettling evil grin stretching across his pale face. "Then you will stand." His fist hit me in the center of my chest and I hunched over, trying to breathe past the pain. Then he bent to whisper in my ear, grabbing a fistful of my dark curls, "But I promise you will wish you had gotten down on your knees." For Teryn Gardener, the truth behind human trafficking and the sex trade was far darker than she could have imagined; as if the institution wasn't terrible in and of itself. Behind the prostitutes are their pimps and behind it all are monsters beyond her wildest imaginations: bloodthirsty vampires who kidnap and enslave human girls in cheap brothels. They plan to use Teryn; to break her will but she refuses to cry. She refuses to bend the knee. She refuses to submit. She is intent on staying alive and getting out of there without having anything to do with the monsters she has come to despise. But what is she to do when her resistance leads her into the arms of one of the monsters? Will their senses of will clash or will Giovanni be the one to bring her to heel?
Reborn Heiress: Divorcing The Ruthless Billionaire

Reborn Heiress: Divorcing The Ruthless Billionaire

Alondra spent three hours making soup for her husband, only to find him at the hospital tenderly holding another woman's hand. "I'm four weeks pregnant, Gerard," the woman said softly. Gerard coldly handed Alondra a divorce agreement, claiming their three-year marriage was just a placeholder because this woman had once saved his life. Heartbroken, Alondra fled in her car, only to realize her brakes had been completely disabled. She spun out of control and crashed head-on into a massive delivery truck. As she lay trapped in the mangled wreckage with her ribs crushed and blood filling her mouth, Gerard's black Maybach pulled up to the curb. He stared at her dying body through the window with a completely blank expression. He didn't call an ambulance or even open his door. He simply rolled up his tinted window and drove away into the rain. A raw, suffocating hatred burned in her chest, hotter than the pain in her shattered bones. She couldn't understand how the man she had loved and served so devotedly could just coldly watch her die like a piece of trash. Opening her eyes again, Alondra gasped for air. She had returned to the exact morning two years ago, right before she was supposed to deliver that pathetic soup. When Gerard walked in and threatened her with divorce, she didn't cry or beg. "I agree. Let's divorce," she said calmly, packing her bags to reclaim her true identity as a billionaire heiress.
Healing The Broken Billionaire's Cold Heart

Healing The Broken Billionaire's Cold Heart

Six years ago, a terrifying night forced me to abandon my medical studies and hide in a decaying town, working in a dusty factory to raise my son, Leo, all alone. My toxic mother and sister-in-law constantly leached off me, calling my son an unwanted bastard. When they ganged up to beat us in our own hallway, I finally snapped, fought them off, and severed ties with my family forever. Desperate to escape that hell, I accepted a massive six-figure contract from a wealthy matriarch. My job was to rehabilitate her paralyzed, deeply traumatized ex-pilot son, Evan Carlisle. But the moment we moved into their estate, Evan proved to be a tyrant. When my little boy simply admired his model airplane, Evan roared in pure rage and propelled his heavy wheelchair violently toward my terrified child. I threw myself in front of Leo, letting the metal chair crash into my legs. Looking down at Evan's furious face, a cold shock ran through me. He had the exact same deep-set gray eyes and stubborn jaw as my son. The memory of that dark, hazy party six years ago suddenly flashed in my mind. Could this volatile, broken billionaire actually be my son's biological father? "You will not yell at my son. Ever." I stared down at the stunned man, my voice as cold as ice. I wasn't going to run away and hide anymore; I was going to tame this broken lion and uncover the truth of what really happened to me.