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The Runaway Wife: Escaping His Gilded Cage

The Runaway Wife: Escaping His Gilded Cage

Ava had been married to Wall Street titan Damian Carlisle for three years, an orphan chosen by his late grandmother solely to provide an heir. But at the matriarch's funeral, Damian stood intimately before the flashing cameras with his childhood sweetheart, Isabelle. The entire elite family deliberately excluded Ava, leaving her standing alone in the shadows. The guests whispered about how perfect Damian and Isabelle looked together, completely ignoring the actual wife standing right there. To Damian, Ava was nothing more than a piece of inherited furniture he didn't know where to place. Realizing she was just a discarded placeholder, Ava quietly left the estate and sent him divorce papers. But Isabelle secretly intercepted the legal documents to keep Damian in the dark. Enraged when he finally discovered her escape, Damian tracked Ava down to her shabby Brooklyn rental. He smashed through her door, physically dragged her out in the middle of the night, and forced her back to the sprawling estate. He installed new locks on the reinforced windows, pinned her to the bed, and coldly commanded her to fulfill her biological duty. "You owe this family, Ava. You were given everything, and this is how you will repay that debt." Trapped in the dark, a chilling despair washed over her as she realized a piece of paper could never free her. Against his absolute wealth and power, her rights and her tears meant absolutely nothing. But as her gaze fell on the corporate financial reports she had been secretly analyzing, her fear vanished. If the law couldn't beat him, she would use the only language he understood. She would accept the executive position at his rival's firm, dismantle his empire piece by piece, and personally ruin him.
My Little Bride

My Little Bride

"You are getting married and that's final," Her Father said is voice loud and angry, and she had just arrived home from school to hear the biggest news of her life. "Dad, I'm in no mood for this right now. What do you mean I'm getting married? I'm barely Eighteen!!" She said her face red. She just got back from late night class, and she is too tired for another of her family dramas. "Vladimir Markin would be your husband," the man said. "Vlad what!!! Ivanie shrieks back the color draining from her face completely. What does he mean by Vladimir why Vladimir, who's Vladimir? "Dad!!" she was almost screaming. "No more, Ivanie," her father snapped, going back to take his seat. Ivanie turned to see her mother in a corner with her head down, barely looking at her. 'Right, who could oppose her father he was the great Williams Shanks, and finally say was his best work yet'. Ivanie ran up the stairs pissed her bag, jingling along with her as she ran up to her room. As soon as she was behind closed doors, "Argh," she screamed her head off angry and unable to contain her anger. She punched the pillow desperately, trying to convey her frustration. "I'm so not getting married, never," Ivanie yelled. ••••• Who was Ivanie? A golden spoon teen who was born out of wealth, she had everything you could wish everything money could buy. She was rude, nonchalant, and way too Sarcastic; if she wanted it, she got it. Jace is a fourth generation born with a golden spoon. Nothing escapes his eyes, not the school's beauty or the good things. Malachi? He's a total playboy who has his eyes everywhere and doesn't like being committed. He would rather promise you a memorable night than love. Jessica? The school total bitch. She's a copycat seeking attention. She's fuckinh rich but never gets satisfied with anything. •••• "Sir Vladimir your mom has purchased the ticket back home, we will be flying back tomorrow" The man in the back seat of a high-profile car said nothing, he scrolled through his phone looking at his scheduled table. "And she has sent the picture of the girl I will be emailing it to you, " James Vladimir's assistant said sending the mail to Vladimir. It took Vladimir a while before he clicked on the mailbox. The picture of the girl popped up and written on it was her full birth name. "Ivanie Shanks........ hmm" Vladimir's cold voice uttered as he adjusted his tie and scrolled through her information.
His Rejected Mate (Her Beast)

His Rejected Mate (Her Beast)

Nora's father was a powerful witch who was presumed to have gone crazy and tried to kill the Leader of their coven. The coven shuns her for her dads wrong doings. Until one day she discovers that her father was trying to save them from the leader all along. She is determined to use her magic for good and master her skills in order to finish what her dad started. She becomes the strongest healing witch of the coven. The leader finds out about her plot and has her kept in the dungeons. One day the Beta of one of the strongest packs ever comes on behalf of the Alpha asking for help. The luna is pregnant and having complications with the pregnancy. Reluctantly they let Nora go to help her. She finds out that the Alpha is her destined mate and he rejects her immediately. She is heartbroken but stays with the Luna feeling obligated to see her through her pregnancy. It breaks her heart to see the mate happy with someone else. She works closely with Jake in the clinic and she can see herself settling down with him. That is when the Leader of her coven decides to carry out his plan. Secrets are unraveled and the Alpha realizes that his luna isn't the perfect mate he had thought. Nora is determined to bring a stop to her coven leader and the werewolves are right by her side. She begins to see a different side to the Alpha and when everything is over who will she chose. The man who broke her heart or the one trying to piece it back together?
Heartbreak, Betrayal, and Billion-Dollar Revenge

Heartbreak, Betrayal, and Billion-Dollar Revenge

After two years of brutal IVF treatments, I finally held a positive pregnancy test in my hand. I was the brains behind our billion-dollar tech company, and this baby was meant to be my greatest joint venture with my husband, Harden. Then an anonymous text arrived. It was a video of Harden kissing an Instagram model, his hand high on her thigh. A second text followed: a bank statement showing he'd stolen millions from our company to pay for her. I decided to go to the company gala and use my pregnancy to save us. But his mistress, Celine, showed up first, also claiming to be pregnant. In front of everyone, my mother-in-law embraced her, calling her the true mother of the next heir. She gave Celine the family necklace she had refused to let me wear on my own wedding day. Later, Celine shoved me. I fell, and a searing pain shot through my abdomen. I was bleeding on the ground, losing our miracle baby. I begged Harden for help. He glanced at me, annoyed. "Stop being so dramatic," he said, before turning his back to comfort his mistress. But as my world went dark, another man ran to my side. My biggest rival, Atticus Rios. He was the one who scooped me into his arms and raced me to the hospital. When I woke up, the baby gone and my world in ashes, he was still there. He looked at me and made an offer. An alliance. A chance to take everything from the men who wronged us and burn their empires to the ground.
No More Stolen Hearts

No More Stolen Hearts

Chloe did it again. Another boyfriend stolen, another round of humiliation in our family chat led by Aunt Linda' s fake sympathy. My own mother just sighed and told me to "try harder next time." This was the pattern, my glamorous cousin Chloe, making sport of my relationships, taking whatever, or whoever, was mine. But this time, as news of her latest conquest spread, a cold certainty settled within me. This time, it wouldn' t be another defeat. This time, I was ready. The object of her latest desire was Ethan, my new boyfriend, whose existence I' d deliberately kept quiet until now. He was everything she craved: charismatic, successful, irresistible. I "accidentally" let slip details about him to my mother, then watched, anticipating, as the news inevitably reached Chloe. Her audaciously casual message arrived soon after: "Heard you have a new toy, cous. Mind if I check him out for you?" My stomach twisted, but not with dread – with grim, calculating satisfaction. Years of quiet resentment, fueled by her casual cruelty and relentless need to diminish me, had finally solidified into a singular, unwavering purpose. She thought she was still playing her same old game, but she had no idea the depth of the trap she was about to step into. Ethan, with a hidden, dangerous secret I' d discovered months ago, wasn't just another man for Chloe to steal. He was the linchpin of my meticulously crafted revenge. This cycle of humiliation was about to end, but not the way Chloe expected.