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I'M A ONCE IN A LIFETIME KIND OF WOMAN

I'M A ONCE IN A LIFETIME KIND OF WOMAN

The prestigious Yang Family of the capital, renowned for their immense wealth and influence, is also infamous for their scant number of family members. For six generations, the Yang family has been blessed with only a single child per generation, making Kendrick Yang the sole successor of this powerful lineage. "Kendrick, since you've divorced Amelia, it's high time you find someone to bear an heir; otherwise, our family legacy will end with you!" Old Madam Yang, Kendrick's Grandmother, declared, her voice laced with desperation. "I know what I'm doing," Kendrick replied curtly, his expression an impenetrable mask. "Stop nagging Kendrick! Amelia will always be my only granddaughter-in-law," Old Master Yang insisted with unwavering authority, his eyes glinting with resolve. Kendrick's heart ached at the mention of Amelia. Despite their substantial age difference, he had fallen deeply in love with her at first sight. Their marriage had faced numerous obstacles, including fertility issues and fierce resistance from Kendrick's parents. These challenges eventually led to their painful divorce, leaving both of them heartbroken. Amelia, unaware that she was pregnant with quintuplets, left the country and returned to her family, reclaiming her identity as Amara Ulberti. Nearby, Amelia overheard the conversation, her heart clenching at the mention of her name. Old Master Yang's fierce loyalty touched her deeply. Almost instantly, a bittersweet smile tugged at her lips. She thought, 'Who said Kendrick doesn't have any successors? He has five of them with me; but it's for me to know and for him to find out.' With a determined stride, she walked straight to the banquet hall. Just as Amelia vanished into the crowd, four striking, confident figures appeared before Kendrick and his grandparents. "If we are not his heirs, then what are we?" Aristide, the oldest, asked, with defiant tilt of his chin as he spoke. "Who said my father needed another woman?" Bérenger chimed in, his eyes burning with intensity, his small fists clenched tightly. "If he dares to replace Mom, I'll beat him to a pulp!" Chevalier declared, his small frame exuding fierce protectiveness. "If he dares to find another woman, big brother, just bankrupt his company!" Diedonné suggested, his voice dripping with a cold, calculating tone. Kendrick "...." Kendrick stood there, stunned, his mind struggling to process the presence of the four miniature versions of himself, with his mouth agape. Old Madam Yang's eyes widened in shock. "!!!!" Old Master Yang's jaw dropped. "????" "A, B, C, D! How could you leave me behind?" E, panting and out of breath, complained. But when she saw Kendrick, her eyes lit up with joy. "Daddy! We finally found you!" E, the youngest and only girl among the quintuplets, exclaimed and ran towards Kendrick. She leapt into his arms, wrapping her small arms around his neck. Kendrick, startled, instinctively held her tight, afraid she might fall.
The Neglected Wife's Vengeful Spectacular Comeback

The Neglected Wife's Vengeful Spectacular Comeback

Elissa's world shattered the night she planned to reveal her pregnancy. Instead of sharing the joy of two pink lines, her billionaire husband, Alexander, slammed a divorce agreement onto the table. His first love was back, and Elissa was no longer needed. To force her signature, Alexander systematically dismantled her life. He destroyed her acting comeback, paraded his lover in front of her, and cruelly forced Elissa to photograph them celebrating together on her own birthday. But the deepest betrayal wasn't the infidelity-it was the hidden camera Elissa discovered in their bedroom. Their three years of marriage, every whispered word and intimate touch, had been a twisted, calculated performance to secure his inheritance from his grandfather. Pushed to the brink, Elissa's breaking point arrives when the grandfather unexpectedly gifts her 5% of the company shares. Alexander completely snaps. Pinned to the bed, choking on his fury, he snarls, "You greedy little liar." But in his blind rage, his mask slips. His crisp, standard American accent vanishes, replaced by a flawless, aristocratic British drawl. Seeing the sheer, unadulterated panic flash in his eyes, Elissa's blood runs cold. The man she has shared a bed with for three years isn't Alexander Harvey. He is a complete stranger. Who is the man wearing her husband's face? And what happened to the real Alexander? Touching her stomach, Elissa's despair hardens into lethal resolve. For the sake of her unborn child, she won't just survive this nightmare-she will uncover his terrifying secret and burn his fake empire to the ground.
Empire High School

Empire High School

My name is Katherine Adebowale. I am the only female child of my parents Mr Bayo & Mrs Joke Adebowale. And a sister to 5 Big Brothers, only one of my brothers left not married - the 5th Child. He is in Italy studying. All the others married,with children. I missed them so much. My mom and I go on a round of visits every year. Vancouver, Wales,Scotland and Manchester. I turned 18 two months ago.   I am what you might describe as "Tall" with a long black hair,very fair skin and plump lips. I am unbelievably shy. Everyone makes me nervous actually. I'd so adore being the cool sort. I can say I'm very reserved. And once I get to know someone and we become close all of sudden I am entirely different. Confident and very capable.   My mom own several boutiques in Lagos. My father is a Businessman. They are very busy people. They both travelled a lot. When I was 12,I left home for the boarding school since no one was around to look after me. I attended the Girls College in Abuja.   My mom is very funny,kind and generous. My dad is kind and nice but not funny. I loved my parents,no doubt about that. But I was particularly close to my Mom. She was the only true friend I had even though she wasn't always around. But she came around on my birthdays and whenever she was less busy at work. My Father hardly remembered birthdays,including his own. However, Mummy would never forget. I remembered mom fought with him when she found out he didn't send me a present when I turned 16. He apologized and made things up to me.   When I turned 18,dad sent me greeting card and gave me a Teddy bear when I came home.   Whenever mom was around, she always made me feel I could discuss anything with her. My dad could be strict on some things. I recalled on my 17th birthday,mom gave me a cellphone as a gift but dad didn't let me use it. He said I was too small to use a cellphone.   I had cried that year but there was nothing I could do because his mind was made up.
Babysitting Dylan

Babysitting Dylan

Jocelyn, it's out the Babysitter post is out but..." Daisy said scratching her neck in a stylish way "But what" Jocelyn asked impatiently "Only a male Babysitter needed" Daisy said dropping the bombshell "What!!" Jocelyn said Jocelyn and Daisy were seated facing one another,the price was even increase,if I work for just two month,I would be able to give my children good life"Jocelyn said "I have an idea" Daisy said "What idea?"Jocelyn asked "Disguise as a man"Daisy said,Jocelyn eyes almost pop out of the socket "I know that you don't like me but why did you want to send me into a wolf den,didn't you heard that the boss was a cold hearted man,what if I get killed at a small mistake" Jocelyn said dramatically "Coming from a girl who said 'if she was send into a wolf den she would make friends with them and become their Alpha queen or Luna,think about the amount of the money" Daisy said "You're right,I would go but if anything happen to me,you won't go scot free,if I die you,you die,you know you are my dear blossom friends" Jocelyn said "No now,at least someone should help you spend the money" Daisy said avoiding eye contact with her "You're not a good friend" Jocelyn said "I never said I was before" Daisy said Jocelyn was dressed up as a man,her long hair was roll into a bun which allow her to wear a wig She look exactly like a man "Wealth Family here I come" she said walking out Grab 🍿, settle down 👇, buckle up and follow me Don't miss out! •••••••• Dylan Wealth the young master of the wealth family, He's frustrating, He's annoying, And he's just 6 years of age, His father Kingsley Wealth is well known as a famous billionaire,who runs and owns different company in countries . He was also known for his cold behavior,he was never spotted with a woman,he avoided them like plaque He's just 28 years of age,young and so handsome,his handsomeness is blinding,he was like a fallen angel from heaven,he is attractive,beautiful,clean-cut,dapper,elegant,good-looking,graceful, and lovely. His body features was one of a kind,it was no doubt that his son got his cuteness from him,he was just like a small version of him,cute and has an innocent look which deceive people,just as the saying "Never judge a book by its cover",he is a devil in disguise. He has made his father fire all the nannies that work for him for just little mistake,most of the nanny who came to take care of him,only came for his father,this got him mad and ask his father not to get him a female nanny,but a male nanny. The only person Kingsley care for was his son same goes to Dylan thou they do have some argument The family has been so uptight until she came in Who's she? What can she do? Who can put Dylan in his place? Who can melt the icy billionaire's heart? Who's Dylan mother? Will Dylan and the lady get along? What is the reason behind Kingsley cold behavior? This is a very intriguing and interesting story. You don't wanna miss for anything at all.... Grab your popcorn 🍿, settle down 👇, buckle up and follow me Don't miss out! •••••••••
His Reckoning, Her Triumph

His Reckoning, Her Triumph

Six years. That' s how long it had been since Mark Johnson chose to walk away, leaving me to face my family' s ruin alone. Now he stood in my apartment, polished and powerful, fully expecting to find me broken and waiting for him. Instead, I was sprawled on a worn sofa, cradling my sleeping baby, Liam. Mark' s perfectly sculpted face twisted in disbelief, then disgust, as he laid eyes on my son. "Whose is that?" he spat, then, eyeing my faded clothes and humble home, added, "I mean, who' s the father? Have you no shame?" He offered to take me back as his mistress and "find a good family" for Liam, as if my child were dispensable cargo. Then he grabbed my arm, revealing an ugly, jagged scar on my forearm-a relic from the "halfway house" he' d sent me to. Chloe, my stepsister, ever the innocent puppet master, smoothly deflected his concern, painting me as a reckless delinquent. It worked. Any flicker of understanding in Mark' s eyes hardened into contempt. "You' ve become something ugly, Ava," he told me, letting go as if I were contaminating. I knew he wasn' t disappointed in himself, only in me for not suffering prettily. He lunged for my throat, then for Liam, snarling that my son's absence might "make me see reason." Just as despair choked me, the door crashed open. "Get your hands off of them." Jake Stone, my friend, my partner, my savior, stepped into the room, his presence a shield. He took Liam, comforting him before turning to Mark, his voice calm but lethal. "I'm the man who's here now," he stated. "And I'm telling you to get out." I stood beside Jake, tears drying, my voice clear. "You left me to rot for six years. Jake was the one who pulled me from the wreckage. He' s more of a man than you will ever be."