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My Fake Sister Took Everything; Now It's My Turn
Romance "Is this what you wanted?" He sneers, eyes cold and unforgiving. It was as if I was looking into the eyes of a stranger. He looks down on me due to his tall stature. "To be the 'pathetic' whiny burden you have always been?"
I flinch at his words. No, this cannot be, this cannot be happening. This is not my Nate, my Nathaniel. I struggle to maintain my composure. My breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, each one a painful reminder of the betrayal that had brought me to this breaking point.
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At just five years old, she was abducted and replaced to protect her family's reputation, as it would have been scandalous for her influential father to have a kidnapped child. Returning home, she felt like a stranger in a place where her parents had long forgotten their love for her.
Nate her husband, was her knight in shining armor... or so she thought.
Betrayed and left to die by the people she trusted. What happens when life gives her and her unborn child a second chance? The Alpha's collateral
Romance “You’re getting married now” he declared, his voice devoid of any warmth.
In a world where fate can be cruel, Amber, The wolfless girl, who never had the chance to hear the howling of her wolf, is living a life filled with unanswered questions, especially about her father's identity.
She is sold to the cruelest Alpha king of all time by her stepfather, forced to accept her fate.
Is the Alpha truly as ruthless as the rumors suggest, or is there more to him than meets the eye? Is he a broken soul, hiding behind a tough exterior?
What will happen when she is learns she is supposed to breed an heir for the Alpha?
Will she be able to find a way to become a better version of herself, and will love ultimately conquer all?
Moreover, what happens when the Alpha is her mate, but he fails to recognize her true worth? You might like
Passions Endure Fiercely
AAAngels It was June, at the crack of dawn, a beautiful woman woke up with pains wracking her body and a splitting headache in a presidential suite of a five-star hotel, somewhere in the capital city, Nordeny.
She felt utterly exhausted. Her head was killing her. It was as if she had woken up in a stranger's body. The young woman was Anya MacMillan. She forced her eyes open and pushed herself up. The sight before her baffled her.
A huge bed. Messy sheets with streaks of dried dubious fluids stained. Clothes strewn across the bed and the floor. Clothes that belonged to her and a man.
Anya jerked in shock. She whipped her head around and stared at the other side of the bed.
On the huge and messy bed slept the man whom she had been secretly in love with forever. Evan Welton, the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. The Adonis of Nordeny.
Exhaustion lined his handsome face. His eyes were tightly shut. He showed no signs of waking up. He was completely naked, His finely sculpted form laid completely bare to Anya's eyes.
The pounding in Anya's head worsened.
Her breathing quickened. Did she...had she...with Evan...last night?
Anya shoved aside the splitting pain in her head and forced herself to recall what had happened last night.
Last night...she remembered that she had paid a visit to her stepmother.
What had happened after that?
Her memories were a blur. Her head felt heavy and her neck was killing her. Amid the fog clouding her head, snippets of memories flashed. She remembered heated touches, naked flesh and then some...
There was no doubt about it. They had sex.
It must be her stepmother. Her stepmother must have drugged them! Anya couldn't think of anyone else who would do something so vicious to her!
Anya felt an alarm sound off in her head. 'She had to get out of here,' she thought. She tried to clamber out of bed immediately. She knew exactly who Evan Welton was.
The man set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn't know. Angering him would mean death.
Anya imagined the possibility of Evan waking up right now. What would he think when he saw the mess? There was no way she could talk her way out of this one.
She had been secretly in love with the man since she had been a girl. She didn't want the man to detest her.
Anya scrambled to get out of bed. Suddenly, something shot towards her from the other side of the bed. He wrapped himself around her slender waist and yanking her back forcefully. The next moment, she was trapped under someone. She heard a husky male voice, rough with anger and through a clenched jaw. "Anya MacMillan...how dare you drug me..."
Anya's mind cleared up. The fog that had clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. "I didn't do it! It wasn't me..."
"You didn't? How did you end up in my bed then?" Evan detested such shameless and stealthy means. His fingers tightened around Anya's pale arms. His strong grip nearly crushed her fragile bones.
Pain spiked down Anya's arms. Her eyes reddened as she repeated herself.
Evan wasn't interested in listening to her denials. In his view, she was just another despicable, loose woman who drugged him so that she could sleep with him. He released his grip on her and shoved her aside roughly. Then, he got out of bed and began to dress himself. "I don't want to see you again. Ever. Appear in my sight again and you're dead."
The young man pulled on the rest of his clothes angrily.
It was then that Sydney, Anya's stepsister, burst into the room suddenly. The sight of the mess in the room sent her into an instant rage. She had thought that the drug would make them pa** out and put up a deception of them having had sex.
They weren't supposed to actually sleep with each other! My Jerk Alpha Mate
Layla Butler Seven years ago, in a betrayal, she stole his information, destroyed half of his wealth, and took away his seeds.
Filled with anger, he vowed to find this woman and seek revenge.
When he met her again seven years later, she had no memory and only had a gifted baby around her.
An adorable child cutely smiled and asked, "Mr. Dominic, do you think you look like me?"
Looking at those eyes and facial feature that was similar to his, Dominic’s eyes narrowed in question, “Who are you?"
"Maybe you are my long-lost father and I am your son," Your brother, my husband
Desewa Naomi Thompson was blissfully preparing for her wedding to Alexander Darlington, the man she had loved since high school. But what should have been a romantic visit to his apartment turned into a nightmare, she found clues-Rachel's clothes and whispered conversations-that revealed a shocking betrayal. Instead of the fairy-tale ending she had dreamed of, Naomi was forced to confront the painful truth: Alexander had been unfaithful. Her world shattered just days before her wedding.
In a desperate attempt to escape reality, she had a one-night stand with a stranger-only to later discover he was her fiancé's elder brother, Raymond Darlington.
Naomi ran from the marriage, vowing never to return. But five years later, she comes back with a new identity, Erica Smith, and a mission-to reclaim what rightfully belongs to her. To achieve this, she must enter into a contract marriage with Raymond Darlington. Will her plans for revenge stay intact, or will fate have a different path in store for her?
The Billionaire Secret Heiress
sunshine27 Camille's life has been marked by betrayal, loss, and manipulation. After years of being used by those she trusted most, including her stepsister Bella and the man she once loved, Raymond, Camille's world shatters. But from the ashes of her pain rises a fierce, determined woman. As Camille uncovers the truth about her lineage, a legacy of wealth, power, and love awaits her. With the support of the few who truly care for her, Camille embarks on a journey of revenge and self-discovery. But in the pursuit of justice, she must confront the haunting secrets of her past, and decide how far she's willing to go to claim the life and the future that were stolen from her.
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