Roldan Mccartney
8 Published Stories
Roldan Mccartney's Books and Stories
Rising From Betrayal: The New Billionaire's Love
Modern Amelie leaned against the cold hospital wall, her arm bleeding from deep, angry scratches.
When her husband of three years rushed down the hallway, she thought he was there to save her.
But Elon didn't even glance at her.
He ran straight to the woman who had just attacked Amelie—a sobbing model named Jasmine.
"Amelie! Have you lost your mind? Do you know she's pregnant with my child!"
Elon yelled frantically, his eyes full of furious condemnation before escorting his mistress away.
Soon after, her mother-in-law moved the mistress directly into Amelie's marital bedroom for bed rest.
They ordered Amelie to publicly accept the baby and swallow her pride, mocking her as a useless wife who couldn't conceive an heir.
They threatened that if she didn't clear the mistress's name, she would be divorced and thrown out of the wealthy family with nothing.
Staring at the arrogant mistress stroking her belly and her hypocritical husband defending her, Amelie felt a chilling wave of disgust.
They were so proud of this new heir, using it as the ultimate weapon to trample on her dignity.
But how could a man who was completely sterile get a woman pregnant?
The medical report confirming Elon's irreversible infertility was still locked safely in her vault at home.
Instead of crying, Amelie calmly turned on her phone camera to expose her bloody wounds to millions online.
She was going to tear this elaborate lie to the ground. The Hidden Medical Genius: Healing My Crippled Mafia Boss
Mafia One wedding. Two brides. A lethal trap.
My stepsister got the sparkling gown and the Mafia’s golden heir.
I got a five-dollar dress and a dying groom.
My father traded me away to seal a silent assassination, selling me to Damien Carlisle—a paralyzed, disfigured warlord whose enemies were eagerly waiting for sepsis to claim his life.
"He won't last a month," my stepsister mocked, pouring wine down my back. "Enjoy being a widow, dear sister."
Stranded in a cold, decaying manor with a dying man and traitorous servants, I was expected to weep and perish in the dark.
They made one fatal mistake.
The weak, pathetic girl they trampled on is gone. In her place stands a soul back from another world—armed with supreme medical tech, lethal toxin mastery, and the V-9 AI system.
I opened my medical bag and looked at the sleeping beast beside me.
They sent me here to die with a crippled outcast.
Instead, I’m going to build an Emperor—and tear their world apart piece by piece. The Runaway Heiress's Defiant Comeback
Mafia For five years, I lived a beautiful lie. I was Aliana Hughes, the cherished wife of the city's most feared Mafia Capo and the beloved daughter of the Don. I believed my arranged marriage had blossomed into love.
On my birthday, my husband promised me the amusement park. Instead, I found him there with his other family, celebrating the fifth birthday of the son I never knew he had.
I overheard their plan. My husband called me a "naive fool," a placeholder to legitimize his secret son. The ultimate betrayal wasn't his affair, but the sight of my own father's car parked across the street. My family wasn't just aware; they were the architects of my ruin.
Back home, I found the proof: a secret photo album of my husband's other family posing with my parents, and records showing my father had bankrolled the entire deception. They had even drugged me on weekends so he could play happy family.
The grief didn't break me. It turned into something cold and sharp. I was a ghost in a life that was never mine, and a ghost has nothing to lose.
I copied every damning file onto a USB drive. As they celebrated their perfect day, I sent a courier with my parting gift: a recording of their treachery. While their world burned, I walked toward the airport, ready to erase myself and start over. The Alpha's Forbidden Mate: A Heart Shattered
Werewolf I’m the sister of a pack Gamma, but in the Nightshade Pack, status is everything. My brother Silas keeps warning me to stay away from the Blackwood family, especially the Alpha, Ryker. But I couldn't help it—I’m in love with Cole, the Alpha’s younger brother.
I thought our love was a secret sanctuary, a fated bond that defied the pack’s rigid hierarchy. Today, I decided to surprise him at the Packhouse, hoping to be the light in his stressful life as he prepared for the Alpha’s upcoming mate selection ceremony.
I snuck into the West Wing, only to find myself in a room that radiated pure, suffocating power. I didn't know I was in Ryker’s private office. When I touched a silver-framed photo of his parents, the door burst open. Ryker didn't just see a trespasser; he saw a violation. His Alpha Command hit me like a physical blow, forcing me to drop the frame. It shattered against the stone hearth, and with it, my entire world.
The rage in his eyes was absolute, a cold, terrifying fury that left me trembling on the floor. His future Luna, Mira, stood by, mocking my pathetic state as I scrambled to escape, my hand sliced open by the jagged glass. Why was he so cruel? And why did the scent of my own love, Cole, seem to make them look at me with even more disdain?
I couldn't go back to the life I knew. As I sat sobbing on the stairs, abandoned by the man I loved and broken by his brother, I realized I had been completely blind to the darkness of the Blackwood name.
I didn't care about the pack rules anymore. I looked at my bleeding hand and made a silent vow: I would uncover the secret behind why the Alpha hated me so much, even if it destroyed the very foundation of the pack. Unmasking A Monster: My Husband's Lies
Modern After we made love, my husband Ethan always did the same thing: he'd pull out papers for me to sign, saying it was just business. I trusted him completely, signing without reading, believing he was handling the boring paperwork so I could focus on my tech company.
Then, one night, I heard him on the phone with his childhood friend, Sarah Jenkins. "It' s done, Sarah. I got the last signature." They were draining my accounts, framing me for fraud, and planning to leave me bankrupt and facing prison.
My world shattered. This wasn' t just about money; they had meticulously planned this revenge for five years, fueled by a petty college misunderstanding. Every kiss, every "I love you" had been a calculated lie. The man I married was a monster.
The betrayal deepened when I discovered I was pregnant. Before I could process the news, Ethan, knowing how my absence for doctor' s appointments would raise questions, took me to the hospital, ostensibly for confirmation. But on the way, he sped up, deliberately causing a car crash that made me lose our baby. Temporarily blinded by the impact and drowning in grief, I was coerced into signing away everything, believing they were insurance forms.
It wasn't an accident. I overheard him tell Sarah, "The accident worked perfectly… No more baby to complicate things." He murdered our child.
How could the man I loved, the father of my child, be such a cold, calculating killer? How could I have been so blind, so trusting? My love had been his weapon, and his every act, a betrayal beyond imagination. But they had underestimated me. I was Chloe Miller, CEO. And I wasn' t just a broken woman; I was a woman scorned, ready for war. Unwanted Son, Cherished Groom
Sci-fi The Preston family mansion was cold, even in summer, a stark reminder that despite being their long-lost son, I was an intruder.
My adoptive brother Liam, the golden child, introduced me to the opulent life with a sneer, constant humiliation, and a cruel challenge: a series of contests to prove my worth, threatening to send me back to the gutter if I lost.
My biological parents, more concerned with appearances, stood by, silently endorsing my torment as I faced certain defeat, their indifference a deeper cut than Liam' s malice.
The ultimate blow came when my college girlfriend Chloe, my rock and only comfort, revealed her true colors: she was using me as a pawn to manipulate Liam, arranging for me to be discarded and married off to a dying heiress.
Heartbroken and empty, with nothing left to lose, I made a choice so desperate, so reckless, yet utterly mine: I would take Liam' s place at the altar, stepping into a world of unknown dangers, but finally, on my own terms. Stolen Hope: The Price of a Mother's Dream
Modern My life as a gig-economy delivery driver was tough, but I always kept my head down.
On Valentine' s Day, a late condom delivery for Room 12 at a sleazy motel spiraled into instant blackmail.
Kevin and Tiffany, the couple, scammed me out of my day' s pay and hit me with a one-star review that cratered my job rating.
Just as I thought it couldn't get worse, they escalated.
They claimed Tiffany was pregnant because I was supposedly late, demanding $20,000.
When I refused, they fabricated an assault, accused me of causing a miscarriage, and launched a vicious online smear campaign.
They doxxed me, ruined my reputation, and got me fired; I was days from homelessness.
But the ultimate blow came from the person who mattered most.
My foster mother, Sarah, the kindest soul I knew, used her life savings-money she' d been meticulously saving for decades to find her long-lost son-to pay them off, just to make them stop hounding me.
I couldn't believe it.
Her entire hope, her deepest dream, sacrificed for me because of their elaborate lies.
How could anyone be so utterly cruel, so shamelessly manipulative?
And watching Tiffany flaunt new "engagement" bling, clearly funded by Sarah's stolen hope, made my stomach churn.
No more.
They took my job, my home, and then her dream.
It wasn't about surviving anymore.
It was about making them pay.
Every last cent.
And for everything else.
I'm coming for them. You might like
The Unwanted Wife's Genius Comeback
Gertrude I flew cross-country for my birthday, hoping for just one night of warmth with my husband and five-year-old daughter.
But when I opened the door, I found my famous hockey star husband and my daughter acting like the perfect family with Dayna, a glamorous sports commentator.
My daughter shrank away from my open arms.
"Mama's boring. She never plays with me. Don't go, Auntie Dayna!"
My husband didn't even look up from his phone to wish me a happy birthday.
He coldly canceled our dinner plans, claiming he had an urgent, last-minute strategy meeting for his team.
Hours later, a TMZ article popped up on my phone, featuring a brutal photo of the three of them sharing a steak at an upscale Manhattan restaurant.
The headline praised Blake's "family dinner with rumored flame Dayna Nixon" and openly wondered where the current Mrs. Carlisle was.
My daughter lied for this, and my husband publicly humiliated me, treating my five years of silent sacrifice like a pathetic, disposable joke.
I didn't cry, and I didn't throw a desperate fit.
Instead, I calmly walked into his study, signed the pre-nuptial divorce agreement he had prepared years ago, and booked a one-way ticket back to Boston.
From now on, I am no longer Mrs. Carlisle. I am Corinne Sargent, and I am taking my life back. Flash Marriage to the Tycoon, I'm Spoiled Rotten
Hollow Echo Cast out by an "elite" family and mocked by high society, Elena shocked everyone by marrying the most powerful man in town.
They assumed it was a temporary arrangement-after all, he had said, "The agreement is for two years. After that, we're done."
Yet after the wedding, he refused to let her go. "Elena, you can't leave me."
As he doted on her, rumors shattered one by one. A renowned painter, top hacker, and tech mastermind-her true identities stunned the world.
When a luxury empire announced their lost heiress, all eyes turned to her. "Why did she look exactly like Elena?" Jilted Heiress: Marrying The Untouchable Tycoon
Piao Guo Allison Montgomery was waiting at the airport when an audio alert from her parked Range Rover flashed on her phone.
Assuming it was a break-in, she checked the live dashcam feed, only to see her fiancé, Finn, and her younger sister, Cheyanne, passionately making out in the backseat.
"Tell me I'm better than her," Cheyanne whispered. "Tell me I'm better than Allison."
"You are," Finn gasped. "God, you are."
When Allison confronted her family with the video, she expected justice.
Instead, her uncle and mother fiercely defended the cheaters.
They blamed Allison's "cold and frigid" nature for pushing Finn away, victim-blaming her in front of the entire household staff.
To protect their corporate alliance, her uncle ruthlessly announced that the engagement would be transferred to Cheyanne, and threatened to strip Allison of her inheritance.
Stripped of her fiancé, her family, and her dignity, Allison realized her pristine twenty-year life was a complete lie.
The people who were supposed to love her were actively protecting her abusers, leaving her utterly isolated and burning with a cold, protective rage.
Refusing to be their victim, Allison targeted Finn's ruthless, billionaire uncle, Adam Kensington, proposing a fake marriage to secure the capital needed to crush her family.
But when the notoriously untouchable Wall Street phantom not only accepted her proposal, but demanded she immediately move into his penthouse to raise his secret daughter, Allison realized she had just sold her soul to the devil. Rejected By My Ex, Desired By His Father
Glitch Petal After six years together, Joslyn was abandoned before her wedding when her boyfriend chose his first love over her.
Then came an unexpected proposal-from Connor, her ex-boyfriend's adoptive father. "Marry me. You'll get everything you want-and you can get back at him."
The deal came with its perks: a lavish monthly allowance, abundant resources at her fingertips, a husband who was practically never home, and the sheer pleasure of rubbing her new status in her ex-boyfriend's face.
But the distant husband she expected turned possessive instead.
While her ex begged publicly for another chance, Connor pulled her into his arms. "Say that again, and you'll be out of the family forever."
Only later did Joslyn discover the truth-Connor had spent six years planning to make her his.
Believing it was only a beneficial deal, Joslyn agreed.
Constant traveling? A complete lie. And the promise that they'd each live their own lives? Another carefully spun deception. On their wedding night, he had her pinned beneath him, his kisses stealing her breath. And night after night, he kept coming home-utterly fixated on her. Betrayed Bride: Marrying The Ice Tyrant
Valeria On our third engagement anniversary, I bought my fiancé the watch he had wanted for months.
But my phone's location tracker led me to a secluded overlook, where I caught him rocking his car with another woman.
The woman in the passenger seat was my stepsister, Sienna.
When I exposed their affair, my adoptive parents didn't comfort me.
Instead, they called to scream at me for ruining the family's reputation.
They even rewrote history, claiming Sienna was the one who saved my fiancé from drowning six years ago, and I had stolen her credit.
Carter shamelessly agreed with their lies.
"She's been quietly supporting me all this time... I misunderstood."
I was disowned, thrown out into the freezing rain, and my adoptive father threatened to use his corporate empire to crush my small bakery.
I finally understood that to them, I was just a temporary placeholder, a stepping stone for Sienna to take everything I cherished whenever she pleased.
I refused to let them destroy me.
To protect my bakery and tear down their hypocritical lives, I walked into the penthouse of New York's most ruthless billionaire to propose a fake PR relationship.
But he slid a two-year marriage contract across the table instead.
Before I could fully process marrying a man I barely knew, a little blonde girl ran into the room and tugged at my dress.
"Are you my new mommy?" Sold to a Dead Man, I Became a Billionaire's Heiress
You Xi For ten years, the Shaw family mansion was nothing but a cold prison for their adopted daughter, Ava Mckenzie.
The illusion of family shattered completely when her adoptive father slammed a contract on the table, ordering her to marry a dead man just to secure a five-million-dollar investment for his failing company. At that exact moment, Ava looked out the window to see her fiancé passionately kissing her stepsister in a parked car.
Megan strutted inside moments later, flaunting Ava's stolen diamond ring and mocking her "dirt-poor" biological roots. Her adoptive mother sneered, threatening to throw Ava out on the streets if she didn't agree to the posthumous marriage to repay her debt for being raised. They surrounded her like vultures, waiting for her to break down, cry, and submit to being sold off to a ghost.
Looking at their greedy, expectant faces, Ava's ice-blue eyes held no tears, only a chilling emptiness. She had spent a decade being their obedient, invisible shadow, enduring their endless abuse. Did they really think she would just let them destroy her future for a dead man's money?
Instead of begging, Ava stood up and delivered a crisp, echoing slap across Megan's smug face.
"I'll sign it. But tomorrow, we officially terminate my adoption."
Leaving her stunned abusers behind, she packed her single worn-out suitcase, walked out the door without a backward glance, and pulled out a heavily encrypted phone to track down her real bloodline-completely unaware that seven powerful billionaire brothers in Manhattan were already tearing the city apart to bring her home. Secretly Extraordinary: I'm The Crown Jewel You Failed To Treasure
Anemic Sun For three years, Allison poured herself into marriage, caring for Henry and their home while he gave her nothing but silence.
When his first love returned, he handed her divorce papers and cast her aside.
Heartbroken, Allison walked away and reclaimed the brilliant life she had buried-becoming a famed jewelry designer, restoration master, and mysterious healer.
Only then did everyone learn Henry's unwanted wife was a hidden genius.
Late one night, he called, begging for another chance.
Before she could answer, a male voice spoke. "Allison, who's that?"
Allison answered aloofly, "Just a scammer." 
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