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The Day My Fairytale Died

The Day My Fairytale Died

My life with Ethan Hayes was a true New York fairytale. He was devastatingly handsome, a brilliant tech CEO, and our engagement was the stuff of lifestyle blogs and glittering society columns. I poured my heart into our eight years together, building a perfect future, a "Golden Couple" image people envied. Until I found the texts: "Can't wait until she's out of the picture for good. You promised." And then the photos, the eggplant emoji, the casual cruelty of a Cartier bracelet – "one-of-a-kind," he'd said – glinting on *her* wrist, identical to mine. Chloe Vance, an old college acquaintance, was his secret "escape," his "excitement." Not just a fling, but a long-term, calculated betrayal. He lavished gifts on me, charming me even as he publicly defended her, dismissing my concerns. He even gave his pregnant mistress his family heirloom, the one he swore was meant only for me. My birthday ended with him ditching me for her manufactured crisis, only for me to receive a photo of Chloe's pregnancy report. Eight years. A lifetime of promises. All built on his lies. How could someone be so utterly, flawlessly deceptive? My love for him turned to ice, replaced by a searing ache of betrayal and a cold, quiet rage. I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't scream. I pressed call on Liam Walker's name, a man from a past I’d left behind, and uttered four words that would change everything: "Marry me, Liam." It was time for a reckoning. And I knew just how to deliver it.
His Betrayal, My New Beginning

His Betrayal, My New Beginning

I had a secret: for three years, Liam Hayes, my brother's best friend and five years my junior, was mine in the dark. I loved him completely, even sacrificing career opportunities for him. When I finally asked for us to be open, I discovered his true intentions were to use me to make his childhood sweetheart, Sarah Jenkins, jealous. The devastating truth hit hard: during an accident where I broke my ankle, Liam abandoned me for Sarah's minor paper cut. Then, at the hospital, he publicly denied knowing me, claiming I was just "Ryan' s sister," before kissing Sarah intensely in front of me, shattering any illusions I had left. The humiliation deepened when I overheard his friends casually discussing his plan to propose to Sarah at an upcoming music festival, using me as the unwitting backdrop by having me sing backup vocals on the song he wrote for her. My world crumbled; I was nothing but a pawn in his manipulative game. The emotional wounds festered as I struggled to comprehend how someone I loved could be so cruel and calculating. How could I have been so blind to his true nature? The betrayal was too deep to reconcile. In a pivotal moment, knowing I couldn't endure another second of being his fool, I made a life-altering decision. I cut all ties, resigned from my job, left the city, and accepted an arranged marriage to a kind, stable man, Marcus Thorne, to rebuild my shattered life.
The Assistant and her Playboy Celebrity

The Assistant and her Playboy Celebrity

Victoria was about to graduate high school and move to Los Angeles with her mom to pursue her dream of being an actress. But disaster struck and her mom was murdered. The murder remained unsolved with no leads. So, Victoria left everything behind and never looked back. She met the perfect guy who was handsome, famous and rich. Her life seemed picture perfect in Hollywood, until her past caught up with her. ** It was the day before my 18th birthday when my mother was murdered. It appeared to be a home invasion. I should have been home, but I had a school project due and stayed late at the library. It is hard not to think of the "what if's". What if I was home, would I have been killed too? What if I could have saved her? The guilt I feel for not being there engulfs me some days. I never knew my father and I do not have any siblings. It was just me and my mom. The only other family I had was my best friend, Theo. We have known each other since we were little and talk every day. After graduation, me and my mom were going to move to Los Angeles together. My lifelong dream was to be a famous actress in Hollywood. Theo didn’t want me to go. He would always say that I was too good for Hollywood and that it would ruin me one day. But I felt all alone now and wanted nothing more than to leave. Theo tried convincing me to stay. He told me that I would have regrets leaving without knowing who my mother's killer was. But the police had zero leads and I had nothing left here in this small town. He tried getting me to stay for him, but I just wanted to be away from everything and everyone who reminded me of home and my mom. I know it hurt him, but it hurt me more to stay. So, after graduation I left for California and never looked back. Theo would text me every day. At first, I would respond, but after a while I stopped and so did he. Years had passed and I did a good job of forgetting my old life. I just celebrated my 22nd birthday and you would think by now that I would have some acting gigs under my belt. But I found out very quickly how hard it is to break into show business. All the money I got from my mom's passing had run out and I had to take odd jobs to make ends meet. I worked at a diner for a while. Then I got a job at a fancy boutique. This is where I got my big break and met Charles Sampson. He was shopping for his wife and was saying how his assistant had just quit due to a family emergency and he was in desperate need of a new one. Charles was in his 60's but he had a long acting career under his belt and just landed a major role in a successful series. I jumped at the opportunity as this could be a great stepping stone for me to land an acting role. Plus, I could learn a lot from him. I felt like things were finally looking up for me. I had been working for Charles for a few weeks and today was the day we got to go on set for filming. I was beyond excited and really nervous. "Victoria, please stop playing with your hair." Charles said. "I am so sorry." I said as I put my hands under my legs so I couldn't do it again. It was one of my nervous habits and was hard to control. "You will do great. You do not need to be nervous. If anything, I should be the one being nervous." he said as he laughed. There were a lot of big named actors and actresses on this show, and I was excited but scared to meet them. So far, Charles is the biggest celebrity I have ever met. The car dropped us off at the entrance of the set for today. We both walked in and were greeted by the producer. She had her assistant show us to his fitting room. As we were walking by the suites, I glanced at the name on the wall outside of one of the doors and saw Luca Hayes. I have had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. I couldn"t believe I was walking by his fitting room. The door was open, and I peeked in. He was pulling a shirt over his head and all I could see was his toned abs. I didn't stop staring until his shirt covered them. I quickly looked up and we made eye contact. I could feel my face heat up and immediately turn red. He had this cute smirk on his face, and I looked away and left as fast as I could. I was so embarrassed. He probably thought I was some weirdo, just staring at him. I wouldn't be surprised if I had drool coming out of my mouth. I hurried and caught up with Charles and the assistant. We arrived at his fitting room and his stylist was ready for him. I didn"t need to be there for this so I asked, "Is there somewhere that I can set up my laptop to work on emails?” The assistant showed me to a communal area with food, wifi and a lounge area. "Be careful with him. He is known to make you feel special, but it is all a lie." She said as she walked away. I looked up from my laptop and saw Luca walking toward me. I didn’t dare say a word and just looked back at my screen. "Did you like what you saw?" he asked. I kept my eyes down and said. "I don't know what you are talking about.”
You Can't Afford My Happiness Now

You Can't Afford My Happiness Now

My wedding day. The music swelled at the Boston Yacht Club. I stood at the altar, eyes fixed on the aisle, waiting for Sarah, my fiancée. The woman I' d built my tech career around. The doors opened. There she was, beautiful, but her face was a hard mask I didn' t recognize. She took the microphone from the officiant. "Ethan," she announced, her voice amplified for everyone to hear. "I can' t marry you today." The silence was physical. "I' m pregnant," she continued, a small, triumphant smile on her lips. "And the baby isn' t yours, Ethan. It' s Mark' s." Mark. Her high-school boyfriend. A collective gasp swept through the crowd. "But don' t worry," she added, her voice dropping intimatel, yet still heard by all. "You' re a good man. I need that for my child. So, you wait for me. I' ll have the baby, Mark and I will get this out of our systems, and then, once my child has a stable home-your home-I' ll marry you." She was using my love as a weapon, demanding I be her reliable wallet after she was done playing house with the man she actually wanted. She was humiliating me in front of everyone, assuming I was that weak. That I was that devoted. The all-consuming fire of my love was extinguished, replaced by a profound, chilling emptiness. I turned, walked past the shocked faces, and didn' t look back. Hours later, a powerful man and his brilliant daughter made me an insane offer. Marry her. A cold, calculated business transaction to erase my public disgrace. It was exactly what I needed.
BILLIONAIRE AND THE CONTRACTED STRIPPER

BILLIONAIRE AND THE CONTRACTED STRIPPER

"You are Mine!" He said with his dominating voice holding my neck, he was choking me, I was frightened to the very core, shaking "The moment I paid you that huge sum of money you became an asset to me" he added "You can't back out now. It's too late" he said again still holding me "I'm not yours" I managed to say in a cracked voice "I will never be yours" I replied with a cracked voice trying to breathe" "You are nothing, you are just a mere whore with nothing else but a standing pole, a hoe who spreads her legs for money and that's all you will ever be. A stripping hoe!" he said, tears rolled down from my cheeks as I began to cry. "If you try to break the deal we have by revealing it to an outsider, you will be dead! And come to think about it, who would believe the words that come from a stripping hoe like yourself, no one, no one will ever believe you! Because you know what you are? A complete Street whore. That's exactly what you are and what you will ever be" "If I'm a complete whore to you. Why did you choose me?" "Because you are nobody. I don't want my family digging into your profile and finding something so I chose you. You were the perfect match that fit into all of this charade" he said intuitively "I don't want to do this anymore, I will wire you back your money first thing tomorrow morning" I said, trying to leave. He drags my hand vigorously, I was scared to the very core shaking like a drenched rat "You don't seem to understand the concept of our agreement, you don't seem to understand. I already introduced you to my family. Khloe you can't back out now. You can't" ************ "Who did you tell about our contract?" He yells, his eyes were red, and he was in an angry state "Who did you tell?" He asked again "No one. I told no one" I answered scarily "What do you mean you told no one? "How does my sister know?" "I don't know" I said fidgeting" "I told no one. I.........I ....... only told" I said stuttering as I tried to remember who I told, but still uncertain "You what! He asked painfully, his eyes were still red "I only told my friend Rochelle" "Shit! He screams loudly hitting the door "She wouldn't have told anybody, I promise" I said just about to cry "You don't know what you low lives can do for a dollar" "Rochelle couldn't have told her" "You are so fucking naive. You lowlifes can do anything for a fucking penny!" "She's my best friend" "Indeed"
Marked by the Puck: Icebound Hearts

Marked by the Puck: Icebound Hearts

In the brutal world of the NHL, Dr. Lena Voss is the new team physician determined to heal players and redeem her own shattered dreams. But from the moment star enforcer Jax "The Enforcer" Kane delivers a vicious hit that sidelines one of her patients, their worlds collide in a storm of fury and forbidden heat. Jax is a force of raw power and buried pain, carrying the weight of his brother's death and a violent reputation he refuses to soften. Lena is sunshine wrapped in steel, a former Olympic skater whose career was stolen by injury and betrayal. She sees him as the embodiment of everything that destroyed her. He sees her as the ultimate distraction he cannot afford. Forced into mandatory close monitoring, their heated arguments ignite into something far more dangerous. Secret encounters. Late night confessions. And Jax's possessive signature: dark, claiming hickeys that mark Lena as his in the shadows while their professional lives threaten to burn everything down. As rival sabotage, family secrets, and team politics close in, the grumpy enforcer begins to fall harder than he ever imagined. The sunny doctor finds herself craving the very man who could destroy her hard-won independence. What starts as enemies to lovers hatred spirals into an addictive, soul-deep obsession neither can escape. In a game where one wrong move ends careers, will their fated passion survive the fracture, or will they both be left permanently marked by a love hotter than the ice? Marked by the Puck: Icebound Hearts is a scorching contemporary sports romance packed with intense enemies to lovers tension, possessive alpha energy, emotional redemption, and steamy scenes that will leave you breathless. Perfect for fans of raw, addictive hockey romance.
The CEO's Runaway Genius Surgeon Wife

The CEO's Runaway Genius Surgeon Wife

For five years, Alex endured a loveless marriage to billionaire Damien Carlisle, acting as a dutiful wife and a machine to produce his heirs. But the day she finally got a positive pregnancy test for their second child, she overheard him on the phone. He was tenderly comforting his mistress, Seraphina, calling Alex's pregnancy a mere "necessary procedure" to secure his trust fund. The nightmare quickly worsened. Her mother-in-law mercilessly mocked her background, calling her a useless incubator. When a desperate Alex went to see her daughter Clara for comfort, she found the little girl drenched in Seraphina's signature perfume. Clara pointed to a discarded doll lying on the floor of her dollhouse. "Auntie Sera says every castle needs a maid. She has brown hair, just like you." Damien fiercely defended his mistress, claiming Seraphina was far better suited to be a mother. Clara even screamed that she hated Alex and wished the mistress was her real mommy. Alex had given up a prestigious surgical career at Johns Hopkins for this family, only to be systematically erased, reduced to a surrogate and a servant in her own home. Her husband entirely dismissed her heartbreak, calling it a hysterical tantrum that could be cured by buying a new designer bag. The last bit of warmth in her heart completely died. She calmly booked an appointment to terminate the pregnancy, drafted a divorce petition relinquishing all custody, and pulled her old white medical coat from a dusty box. This time, she was leaving the gilded cage for good.
Silent Moon

Silent Moon

In "Silent Moon: A Lycan's Tale of Rejection, Redemption, and Motherhood", you will embark on a journey of a young woman who had everything taken from her, including the love of those closest to her. This heart-wrenching story explores the themes of rejection, perseverance, redemption, and the unwavering bond between a mother and her children. As the protagonist navigates a world that despises her, she finds solace in the arms of a stranger and bears his child. However, her mate, who had previously rejected her, continues to covet her beauty and poses a significant threat to her newfound happiness. After being enslaved, bullied, and isolated by those around her, the Lycan King claims her as his mate. She must then run and raise her babies in secrecy, while grappling with the truth behind her parents' death and the dangers lurking in the Lycan Kingdom. Through the pages of this book, you will be taken on a journey of self-discovery, empowerment, and growth. You will witness the protagonist's transformation from a victim of circumstance to a strong and resilient mother who fights for her children's safety and happiness. As the story unfolds, you will be left with food for thought on the power of love, forgiveness, and the enduring strength of the human spirit. This book is for anyone who has ever felt rejected, lost, or alone, and who seeks a story of hope and triumph. Warning: This book contains mature themes and content, including violence and sexual situations. Reader discretion is advised. "Silent Moon: A Lycan's Tale of Rejection, Redemption, and Motherhood" is a must-read for anyone who loves a gripping, emotional story that leaves a lasting impact. So, come along on this journey and discover the transformative power of love, hope, and the resilience of the human spirit.