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The Husband Who Broke Me

The Husband Who Broke Me

Liam once bought me an island and filled a gallery with my art, showering me with a love so grand it felt like magic, a devotion I mistook for safety. Then, one Tuesday, it shattered. "Chloe is pregnant," he stated, his adopted sister, the one who called me 'sis,' and the child was supposedly his. I watched, numb and disbelieving, as he dismissed my pleas, his eyes cold as ice, twisting reality to protect her reputation above all else-our marriage, our family, even our infant son, Leo. His twisted logic knew no bounds; he forced me into an impossible lie, threatening to destroy me if I refused, transforming our home into a gilded cage where I was trapped, a hostage to his obsession. The nightmare deepened when Chloe, in a sickening act, diluted Leo's life-saving medicine, causing his death; yet, Liam, blinded by his loyalty to her, believed her teary lies over my anguished truth, leaving me utterly alone in my grief. As if that wasn't enough, she desecrated Leo's ashes with cat litter, and Liam, with terrifying calm, forced me to clean the vile mixture with my bare hands, shattering what little spirit I had left. The final insult came at a charity gala: Liam, to satisfy Chloe's cruel whim, forced me-severely allergic-to eat shrimp, causing me to collapse as he publicly announced Chloe's fake pregnancy, erasing my existence. His betrayal led to my brutal assault by his enemies, orchestrated by Chloe, where Leo's ashes were scattered, and in utter despair, I consumed the last dose of an experimental amnesiac, praying for oblivion. Three years later, I am Anya, a flower shop owner in France, my past a blank slate, living a peaceful life with Ben, the kind doctor who has grown to love me. But the past is not done with me yet. Liam arrives, a ghost of his former self, consumed by a desperate need for redemption, unraveling the fragile peace I've built and dragging me back to a history of trauma, betrayal, and a dead child I cannot remember, yet feel with every fibra of my being.
MY BABY'S DAD IS THE BILLIONAIRE I SAVED

MY BABY'S DAD IS THE BILLIONAIRE I SAVED

They were jealous of her, her friends were jealous of her and set her up to make her be like everyone else. Oma's perfectly planned world shattered when she discovered she was pregnant after a set up by her friends on the night of their school's sign out gala party. Before she had time to think of what to do, her father callously threw her out of the house into the rain with a warning never to return till she had found the father of her unborn child. Frustrated and dejected, she found shelter in her best friend's family house, only to accidentally learn that the same friend and her boyfriend were the ones who betrayed her by setting her up for a one-night stand with an unknown guy. This realization broke her more and she made a life changing decision to leave for a city where she was not known with determination to begin a new life and live for her unborn child. By a dramatic turn of event, she met Richard Jones, a billionaire corporate lawyer, whom she saved from an accident that could have taken his life. He admired her exceptional show of integrity and was drawn to her. What begins as a simple 'chase' and impulsive support and protection, blossomed into a serious friendship and eventual romance that will threaten the status, affluence and entire Richard Jones' existence. Will Richard give up his inheritance for a girl he barely knew? Will her pregnancy serve as determent for finding true love and fulfilling her dreams? Find out in this intriguing romance story.......
Escaping The Billionaire's Ten Million Dollar Debt

Escaping The Billionaire's Ten Million Dollar Debt

For seven years, Stella Lane was Julian Sterling's perfect assistant and obedient possession, bought for three million dollars to keep her dying brother alive. But her gilded cage shattered the night Julian wagered her in a poker game against a ruthless underworld boss. He had the winning hand, yet he deliberately threw the game. "Go. Fulfill your duties." Julian's voice was as cold as ice as he handed her over to the predator. When his security team eventually intervened, it wasn't a rescue—it was just Julian sanitizing his property before his upcoming wedding to a wealthy heiress. Desperate, Stella handed in her resignation, only to be trapped by a ten-million-dollar breach-of-contract penalty. To further break her, Julian forced her to serve his new fiancée at a family dinner like a lowly maid. His grandmother even tried to pawn her off to a crude, arrogant heir, promising her massive debt would be cleared if she entertained him. Stella had given Julian her youth, her body, and her absolute loyalty, mistaking her jailer for a savior. Why was she just a disposable toy to him? Why, after discarding her for a perfect bride, did he still insist on torturing her with impossible debts and endless humiliation? Waking up in a hospital bed with severe pneumonia after finally fighting back, Stella looked at her phone ringing with Julian's name. She calmly ripped the IV needle from her bleeding hand and powered the phone off. The contract was dead, and this time, she was choosing herself.
Pregnant And Hunted By The Billionaire

Pregnant And Hunted By The Billionaire

After eighteen years in an abusive foster home, Chloe was finally brought back to her wealthy biological family, the Carlisles. But her dream of a real family was shattered when her fake sister drugged her and locked her in a hotel room with a stranger to ruin her reputation. The very next day, she was publicly disowned, tossed a few hundred dollars, and dumped right back at her abusive foster parents' decaying doorstep. Realizing she was now penniless, her foster parents immediately conspired to sell her to a notoriously violent, rich old drunk in town for a quick payout. "Yeah, the face is still good. Cletus will like it." She had to smash a rusted window and flee into the dark night, carrying nothing but a mysterious black card left by the stranger from that horrific night. She had done absolutely nothing wrong, yet her biological family threw her away like trash, and her foster parents treated her like livestock. To make matters worse, she soon discovered she was pregnant with the stranger's child. Desperate and completely alone, she was forced to swipe the black card to pay for her dying professor's life-saving surgery, knowing the transaction would instantly expose her location. Just as she stood in the hospital hallway, clutching an abortion pamphlet and deciding she couldn't go through with it, she crashed into a solid wall of muscle. She looked up in terror into a pair of familiar, ice-gray eyes. "I'm here to collect what's mine," the stranger whispered coldly.
Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Best Man

Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Best Man

Kloe Guthrie dragged her crystal-encrusted wedding gown down the penthouse corridor, exhausted but ready to finally be alone with her new husband, Justen. But as she passed the presidential suite, a familiar, cloying perfume stopped her. Through the cracked door, she saw Justen brutally thrusting into her cousin, Candyce. "Like fucking a corpse with Kloe," Justen grunted, his voice thick with lust. "Worth it for the trust fund control, though." Candyce giggled, mocking Kloe's pathetic gratitude. Shattered, Kloe stumbled backward in the dark, only to be caught by Julian Larsen—Justen's billionaire best man. Instead of offering sympathy, Julian trapped her against the wall. He forced her to listen to her husband's cruel mockery, then dragged her into the opposite suite, tearing off her wedding dress and dismantling her dignity piece by piece. Everything she had believed for four years was a meticulously calculated lie. She was nothing but a boring prop to the man she loved, a naive fool meant to be drained of her family's immense wealth and laughed at behind closed doors. The humiliation and betrayal burned through her veins like acid. "You could cry," Julian whispered against her neck, his eyes predatory and dark. "Or you could make him regret he was ever born." Instead of running from the man cornering her in the dark, Kloe looked at the destroyed remains of her life, grabbed Julian's collar, and pulled him in. This time, she would make them all pay.