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SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes
Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.Maya's pov
I walked through the crowded club, my feet aching from a long night of serving drinks. The thumping music and sweaty bodies made me feel like I was drowning.
As I handed a Martini to a waiting customer, my gaze drifted to the clock. Only thirty minutes until my shift ended.
"Hey pretty," a guy said as he stepped in front of me. My nose twisted in disgust at the terrible odour of alcohol reeking from his body.
I pushed him out of my way. Just then, Zoe, my roommate and best friend, burst into the club, her bright smile a beacon amidst the chaos. "Hey, girl!" she exclaimed, joining me behind the bar.
"Welcome to another crazy night," I teased, relieved she was taking over.
Zoe nodded sympathetically. "Go change and get out of here. I made dinner; just relax."
I hugged her, grateful for her thoughtfulness. "Thanks, babe. Love you."
After changing into comfortable sweatpants and a hoodie, I pulled up my hood and slipped on my headphones, ready to face the cool night air.
As I walked home, the silence was a welcome relief from the club's noise . Our apartment was just a ten-minute walk away. Lost in thought, I didn't notice the stumbling figure until he nearly collided with a car.
My instincts kicked in, and I rushed to steady him. He turned, locking gazes with me. The unmistakable features of David, the wealthy billionaire who frequented our club for business meetings, left me breathless.
"Who are you?" he slurred, his eyes narrowing. "Trying to steal from me?"
"I'm not stealing from you," I replied firmly. "You're in no shape to be out here alone. Let me help."
David's gaze lingered, then he handed me his car keys. "Take me home." I hesitated but I had no choice because leaving him alone was dangerous in the area.
"Your address," I asked after struggling to get him inside the car. He closed his eyes, ignoring me but when I tapped him, he jolted awake.
"What is it?" David demanded, irritation evident in his voice. "I need your address," I said with a sigh.
He punched somethings in the GPS and I got the direction to his house. As I drove, I stared at his handsome face which was closed, and couldn't help but wonder why he drank this much.
The GPS led me to a stunning mansion. As we pulled into the compound, a staff member helped David out of the car.
"Thank you," David said to his staff, his eyes crinkling at the corners before he turned to me.
"Young lady, thank you so much for helping me. I don't know what would have happened if you didn't bring me here," He said, his voice laced with appreciation.
I nodded, sad he didn't recognize who I was. "I'm glad you are home safe. I have to go home now."
He shook his head, disagreeing. "You can't go home alone this late. It's not safe."
My heart skipped a beat at his concern. "What do we do now?" I asked, biting my lower lip in worry. It was indeed late and dangerous out there alone.
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Billion Dollar Baby
Maya's world was shattered after a one-night stand with billionaire David, whom she met while working as a bartender, ended in ruthless abandonment, leaving her pregnant and heartbroken. She confronts him, only to be met with a cruel dismissal: "You're nothing but a disposable mistake. I d/0/66429/coverorgin.jpg?v=2aa9b1f92052460fd5ceef09a13da41b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar Secret
Arya stealthily walks towards her boyfriend's room in the middle of her room with a cake in her hand – it's his birthday, and she wants to make sure she is the first person to wish him a happy birthday. Arya, believing her presence is going to be the only surprise, is met with a bigger shock when s/0/83974/coverorgin.jpg?v=6a3b21f957a847a2b83b59fa255922a3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He's billion dollar bride
She was just the girl who got dumped and humiliated. He was the billionaire who needed a wife-fast. What started as a contract turned into the most dangerous deal of her heart. When Reina Moreno gets publicly dumped by her long-time boyfriend and betrayed by her cousin, she thinks her life can't ge/0/51800/coverorgin.jpg?v=81e2d911b264db34230fcd197e145cbe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billion Dollar Man
I never wanted wealth, power, or the responsibility that goes with it. Making a difference by fighting fires was my dream. That and a pretty girl to love at night. But life didn’t ask me. After struggling through the business world, I finally have a chance to return home to chase my dreams. The/0/84024/coverorgin.jpg?v=befbc99e8486f64cfc1bb0a392c53372&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar Intern
My boyfriend, Ethan, was sweet, naive, and an intern at my architecture firm. I, a junior architect buried in student debt, thought we were a team, struggling side-by-side in our expensive Soho loft, building a life together. Then, I found out our whole life was a lie. He wasn't a struggling inte/0/84893/coverorgin.jpg?v=c67cd3b66b6f63084a55847d551f0539&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Regret
My body was a battlefield, stitches screaming with every step, but my heart soared. I had just given a kidney to save Liam, the struggling artist I loved more than life itself. This massive sacrifice for the man I believed was my destiny, the fellow orphan who understood my every struggle, was all/0/23518/coverorgin.jpg?v=20211227111624&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billion Dollar Playgirl
She is a young billionaire that doesn't want to settle down she is use to partying and having one night stands daily, she does not need money, cars, or house from a man what she is looking for is unconditional love, someone who will put her first and being there when she needs them, She ends up slee/0/65351/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed8b4c8f98ab1c3d9edbd394dbcb3351&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My billion dollar bride
In a world where love is often overshadowed by wealth and family expectations, Dimple Montez faces the ticking clock of her 27th birthday. Born into an opulent family, she has one chance to secure her future: marry before she turns twenty-seven or forfeit her inheritance to an untrustworthy relative/0/89923/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d3e37d28c5917a1cb00f100b3d54e8b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar deal
"You'll sleep in a separate room," he said. "Unless you decide not to." I took the deal for the money. One year. No sex. No emotions. But Julian Styles the cold, filthy-rich CEO of Styles Corporation wasn't just a contract. He became an addiction . I told myself not to want him. Not when he touche/0/83734/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250623144209&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Vengeance
"Daddy, are we really not going?" my daughter Chloe asked, her eyes big and hopeful, clutching the beautiful dress she was supposed to wear to the Memorial Day gala with her mother. My wife, Congresswoman Ava Hayes, had just called, her voice crisp and professional, claiming a last-minute, critical/0/80770/coverorgin.jpg?v=5c6a4129546a5bf6954627614ea0c29d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Lie
Pregnant again, my belly fluttering with tiny hope, I poured every spare penny into Mark’s dream – a cozy bookstore. This wasn't just a business; it was our stable future, a safe haven for our child. My world shattered at a charity auction, tucked away behind velvet curtains. "She's so naive," Jess/0/83928/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d2a230e1fa678fec12ae5798f6fc503&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Billion-Dollar Betrayal
My hands were calloused from years on construction sites, every ache a testament to the future Gabrielle and I were building. That future shattered when she burst into tears, claiming our life savings – eighty thousand dollars – had vanished in a crypto scam. "It' s okay, Gabby," I told her, h/0/69866/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5550e62b38746dd061d936b4b1e43bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar secret
Seraphina Everhart has always played by the rules. As the brilliant executive assistant to the enigmatic billionaire Cassian Ashford, she's kept her head down, focused on her career, and never let anyone get too close. But when a forbidden attraction between her and Cassian begins to ignite, Seraphi/0/81154/coverorgin.jpg?v=366f4f81c09f6eeec5e9c4de03827095&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar Dirt Farm
The air in the Oakhaven County Courthouse records office was thick with the smell of old paper. My pen hovered over the sales agreement for the little house on Elm Street, my entire inheritance from Grandma about to be invested, mostly in my boyfriend Mark' s name. I envisioned our future, eager to/0/71309/coverorgin.jpg?v=00d54c4c2631accaab0885971d8f1b37&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Billion Dollar Marriage Proposal
"I do not need you to love me." He rebuts coldly. "I need you to marry me." "I do not want to, Mr Bolt." I reiterate in case the stubborn asshole hadn't understood my view on the subject. "I believe you think you have a choice in the matter." He smiles wolfishly. "Marry me or I'll let those wolves h/0/80388/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd3159d6828f9cdedec4103ae1c2a9ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Barren Wife's Billion-Dollar Secret
My husband, Mark, and I had built a life on a promise: dual incomes, no kids. For our freedom, our shared dreams, he even urged me to get a hysterectomy. I agreed, believing it cemented our bond. Years later, he brought home two “orphans,” Kevin and Kate. They were small, dark-haired, and oddly res/0/84392/coverorgin.jpg?v=855b95e2d6d89de64e05ca6e740eb6ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billionaire Betrayal, Her Billion-Dollar Truth
The morning after Ethan and I made love, his lawyer showed up at our apartment. He laid a large manila folder on the coffee table: a deed to our condo, car keys, and a wire transfer confirmation for $1.8 million. "Mr. Lester considers this a severance package," the lawyer stated, his voice flat./0/80519/coverorgin.jpg?v=1a5230e18a38ef87e0bac6796ac9454f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, Her Billion-Dollar Comeback
I married Mark Harrington, an ordinary architect, giving up my entire past, my family, and even my name, for a love I believed was true. Then, his actress “one true north” reappeared, dramatically pregnant on a penthouse ledge, and Mark publicly claimed *her* baby as his. He didn't stop there; he or/0/82651/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa6698a7e17aa69427198903dfdc0e1a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Heiress: His Billion-Dollar Mistake
My life was perfect. I was an event coordinator, planning my Maui honeymoon with Ethan, my fiancé of five years. What he didn't know was I was quietly living like this on purpose, proving myself before revealing I was the heiress to a massive hospitality empire. Then, my world imploded. My job t/0/67477/coverorgin.jpg?v=d790289cc19a2d8c71a53492891884d9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
