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Unwanted Wife, Unbreakable Spirit

Unwanted Wife, Unbreakable Spirit

The heavy scent of alcohol was always the first sign. For five years, I' d been a ghost in my own marriage, a stand-in for a woman who vanished. Then, my husband, Ethan, stumbled in, saw me, and murmured a name that wasn't mine. "Olivia." His kiss, rough and demanding, tasted of whiskey and a longing not meant for me. I pushed him away. "I'm not Olivia." His brief warmth vanished, replaced by chilling disgust. "Ava," he spat, "It's always you." He shoved me hard, threatening to torment me until his "true love" returned, even forcing birth control to prevent our child. I finally snapped. I lunged at him, a desperate, self-destructive challenge. "You want to torment me? Then do it. Fulfill your promise." An hour later, I lay bruised, my two decades of love for him turned to bitter ash. With cold determination, I proposed a deal: I'd find Olivia, and he'd grant me a divorce, severing all ties. A month later, a flimsy tip led me to a dive bar. There, I heard a voice – Olivia's. And Brenda's. Her mother. "He's still obsessed, Mom. He's been looking for me for five years." Olivia, who had supposedly been mute since childhood, was speaking. Perfectly. They were conning him, planning to claim his fortune. Rage surged through me. I had to warn Ethan. But when I burst into his office, he slapped me, showing a text from Olivia: "Ethan, help me. Ava has me locked up. I'm scared." He believed her. He dragged me to the bar, where Olivia, now feigning a wheelchair, buried her face in his chest, making him angrier. Another brutal slap. "I'm going to make you pay." Two men emerged, claiming I had held Olivia captive. "Shut her up," Ethan snarled, picking up a steel pipe. He broke my legs, then tossed the pipe aside, saying, "Crawl back to the mansion. The divorce papers will be waiting for you." I cursed him. I lost consciousness. I woke to Dr. Liam Miller, my loyal friend. He revealed I was six weeks pregnant. With his child. The irony shattered me. I wanted an abortion, but my injuries made it too dangerous. I made Liam promise to never tell Ethan. He agreed.
No Longer His Wife, But Her Own Architect

No Longer His Wife, But Her Own Architect

The email I' d been waiting for all morning finally pinged. It was about the Civic Innovators Fellowship, my chance to design something truly meaningful for the city. My husband, Mark, a city planner, was on the selection committee and had promised his full support. But my name wasn' t on the list. Instead, it was Jessica Evans, Mark' s young protégé, a name I' d heard too much recently. Confusion turned to ice as Mark, without a hint of remorse, confirmed the news and dismissed my own groundbreaking work. Suspicion crept in. That night, I found him with Jessica, far too intimate for mere colleagues. Then I discovered my ultimate betrayal: he' d pawned my deceased mother' s locket-my most cherished keepsake-to fund Jessica' s career, and given it to her as a "gift." When I confronted them, Jessica played the innocent victim, and Mark, unbelievably, blamed me for being "hysterical." The humiliation deepened when Jessica orchestrated a street attack on me, then spread vile rumors, twisting me into the aggressor. Mark, ever concerned with appearances, sided with her, demanding I stay silent to protect his reputation. Trapped and seething, my home felt like a cage, my marriage a cruel charade. How could the man I loved betray me so completely, then watch as my life fell apart, accusing me of madness? But despair began to harden into a fierce resolve: I would not let them win. My old mentor' s offer of a small community project in Oakhaven became my escape: a chance to prove them wrong, to rebuild my life, and finally find the strength to fight back for everything I' d lost.
Entangled In His Master Plan

Entangled In His Master Plan

A pounding headache ripped me from sleep, but this wasn't my bedroom. It was a luxurious penthouse, and I was in bed with a man whose familiar scent brought a rush of panic: Ethan Hayes, my estranged step-uncle who' d vanished years ago. The shock was a physical blow. He was family, a ghost from a bizarre chapter of my life, and the memory of our night together was horribly clear. I fled, scrubbing my skin raw, desperate to erase his touch. I clung to the hope it was a one-time, anonymous mistake. But a week later, my mom called, buzzing with excitement. Someone was investing in our family business, paying off all our debts, saving us. And he was coming for dinner. My stomach dropped when I heard his voice. Ethan Hayes, impeccably tailored, stood in our living room. His eyes, dark and intense, held a spark of knowing amusement that made my blood run cold. He saw me, and he remembered everything. Dinner was torture. My parents adored him, completely oblivious to the suffocating tension. "It's always wise to remove unnecessary obstacles from one's life," he said, his gaze pinning me, a direct hit that solidified his intent. He was here to stay. Then came the new neighbor: Ethan. He bought the apartment right next door. He was at my coffee shop, outside my campus art building. Every polite refusal, every attempt to pull away, only seemed to tighten his web. I was trapped, and nobody else could see the bars of the cage.
HIS HEARTBEAT

HIS HEARTBEAT

Angelo Davidson! One word for him....Perfect! A hot, handsome and cute dude. Thick brows, pink lips, pointed nose and a perfect body. He is admired by lots of girls but he had no interest in any of them. He has two best friends named Vince and Kyle. His mother is the richest woman in Los Angeles! She has a company which she built all by herself. She started from scratch but now, the company is known all over Los Angeles. MELINDA'S EMPIRE. His father is late so she took it upon herself to make him happy always. Anything he wanted, he always get. He has a phobia! Gynophobia! Only his mother knows about it. It is the fear of women, the reason behind it is left a mystery. He's attending the richest school in Los Angeles. BLIZZ HIGH.....! A school where bullies have their way with scholarship student. Angelo never for once intrude on any of the bullying until one Monday. Everything changed. →→→→→→→→→→ Camile Andrade! She's innocent looking and calm. She's respectful, quiet and loving. She has bright hazel eyes and a sexy body. She may look innocent and naive but if you get to know her, she's a very crazy girl. She has one friend, Indy. She has a twin, Camila Andrade. Camila is the total opposite of Camile. Camile loves her so much that she can kill for her. They're orphans, their parents died on the same day in an accident leaving them all alone to fend for themselves. Camile made sure Camila had food to eat. She made sure they never go hungry. She does varieties of jobs just so they could finish school. Camila also does some jobs but that's to pay house rent and now they're entering college. They passed the scholarship exam to BLIZZ HIGH. They thought they would have a peaceful life in the school, unknown to them, that's the day their life became miserable. →→→→→→→→→→ What caused his phobia? What happened on that Monday? What will be the fate of Camile and Camila? Will they be able to go through BLIZZ HIGH successfully? What will happen when the twins become.....ENEMIES? Do you wanna find out? Then grab your popcorn and hop on this ride and I promise it's gonna be a blast.