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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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Slaves of the Moon: Hellbound Lovers
It was forbidden, a sin, but none of these men seemed to understand that. They all wanted to antagonize her, unveil her, tempt her, and pursue her. "A commoner is worth more than a grain of sand, a Half breed is even worse, and you are both, the worst of two worlds, truly you are pitiful….but your/0/7985/coverorgin.jpg?v=1eba42c5a3362b70e212dd9de317591e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Slaves of Mercury
How long was it since they had started out on the first flight that man had taken into outer space-he and those stanch comrades? Five years? God! Had it been so long? Yet here he was, back on Earth again, the kindly, blessed Earth their eyes had clung to when they were fighting desperately for their/0/1871/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171123164718&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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One of Life's Slaves
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The Lovers
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TEARS OF THE MOON
Fated Betrayal When Lana Blackwood's pack is massacred under the cursed Blood Moon, she discovers she is the key to an ancient prophecy that could either unite the fractured werewolf world or tear it apart forever. Bound by fate to Kian Silvershadow, a merciless Alpha with a haunted past, Lana must/0/77157/coverorgin.jpg?v=4fa8d7245251387eb4951271cb963a73&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shards of the Moon
Shards of the Moon In a world where magic is bound to blood, memory, and the moon, destiny does not forget its chosen. Kaela has always felt like a stranger in her skin-haunted by fragmented dreams, drawn to shadows no one else can see. Raised in the quiet Wind Kingdom, she hides a strange birthmar/0/68494/coverorgin.jpg?v=94dacf2b1320ec142141f013587af627&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Whispers of the Moon
Moonlit Bonds follows Selena Hart, a young woman with an innate connection to nature who leads a quiet life in a small town surrounded by ancient woods. Her peaceful existence is disrupted when she meets Gabriel Thorn, a brooding, mysterious man who seems to be more than he appears. Unbeknownst to S/0/87848/coverorgin.jpg?v=e68361c13af3d86027b593332dd98526&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ashes of the Moon
"Ashes of the Moon" Even in death, the wolf will remember love, then it will rise again. It happens that in the cursed wilds of Silverpine, where tradition is binding, and the moon is watching with a cruel indifference, Alpha Kael Thorne is now living as a hollowed shadow of the wa/0/40345/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Esper of the Moon
Yue Guang is a girl with a mysterious background and heaven-defying talent. Despite being looked down by everyone on the island, Gu Ai Li, a normal looking boy that is mischievous and sometimes, cold and ruthless has fallen in love with his childhood friend. Watch the power couple grew, fight side/0/54153/coverorgin.jpg?v=4cd3da484192265f3940217ef21f8dbb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadow of the moon
A police officer, an imaginary being. Detective Maria Selena went to a low key hide out called the wolf's den spot to investigate and then she got attacked and then saved by an imaginary being. Maria lost a lot of blood and was rushed to the hospital, to crown it all her stitches were cleared, like/0/66599/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f35b57e028e01dbf7dddff71886b9bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows of the Moon
The Silverfang Pack lives deep in the whispering forests, where old werewolf shadows lurk. Trista Blackwood, formerly a beloved Luna, has her life devastated when her husband, Alpha Liam Silverfang, unexpectedly breaks their relationship for another. Trista is cast aside for Lucy, an intriguing omeg/0/13203/coverorgin.jpg?v=2a910caae4732bd8de8cccaedc0f4ec4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Shadow of the Moon
Mork was wronged, imprisoned for thirty years he finally sees his opportunity to free himself, his revenge will finally begin and everyone will feel the bitter taste of pain, he has long stopped thinking about friendship and love, his life revolves around only his revenge. But in the midst of his bl/0/28302/coverorgin.jpg?v=c354cb3198e9bd7c01692c639d013a25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The queen of the Moon
Anna loses her parents and brother to the greed of her uncle. She runs away and lives as a rogue until she stumbles upon the land of the King. She is brought to the king and kept in the castle as a slave for trespassing. While working as a maid, she plots an escape so she can go back for revenge on/0/1635/coverorgin.jpg?v=9be0e6a7133182064de5571dc7674d38&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Valley of the Moon
A road novel fifty years before Kerouac, The Valley of the Moon traces the odyssey of Billy and Saxon Roberts from the labor strife of Oakland at the turn of the century through Central and Northern California in search of land they can farm independently—a journey that echoes Jack London's own esca/0/70358/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260312140235&imageMogr2/format/webp)
