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Finding Bliss Again: My Baby Daddy Is The Most Powerful Man Alive?!
At their wedding night, Kayla caught her brand-new husband cheating. Reeling and half-drunk, she staggered into the wrong suite and collapsed into a stranger's arms. Sunrise brought a pounding head-and the discovery she was pregnant. The father? A supremely powerful tycoon who happened to be her husband's ruthless uncle. Panicked, she tried to run, but he barred the door with a faint, dangerous smile. When the cheating ex begged, Kayla lifted her chin and declared, "Want a second chance at us? Ask your uncle." The tycoon pulled her close. "She's my wife now." The ex gasped, "What!?"High school.... ( September 2015)
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I didn’t want to get out of the car... I was spacing out at usual.. biting at my short fingernails..,
The tension and the anxiety was spreading fast through my neck straight to my legs that I didn’t want to move a bit
My mom’s voice jolted me back to reality
“Iris!
Do you know that you’re keeping me waiting?
Your younger sister is already on her way to her classroom”
I stared outside the car window and saw my 11 year old sister bouncing happily into the school compound while my ass remained glued to the car seat
Well... she wasn’t overweight
Why won’t she be so excited to be in school
I was in my senior second year when I had to get transferred to another school due to the repeated bullying and physical abuse which I suffered from my ex classmates
My mom took it personal when I came home last year with a swollen face and a note which read “UGLY FAT PIG” in my backpack
Remembering the incidence brought smiles to my face as I recalled my mom driving with fury to my former school the following day to give a whole speech of anger to everyone involved in the case
She almost threw a water bottle at my classroom teacher
Everything led to my ultimate transfer for my peace but I was still nervous to start school again after receiving therapy for a year at Home
I took in a deep breath and finally opened the door...as I was about to get down, my mom held my hand firmly and said
“Be good Iris
Don’t let anyone look you down...
Remember that you’re my princess and I’d always love you “
My eyes watered and I turned to give her a tight hug
“Thanks mom...
I love you”
She pecked my cheeks and waved me bye before driving off
With a deep breathe... I moved into the school compound where another whole experience began for me
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The morning assembly went by in a blur
Everyone was staring at me with weird eyes...
well.. why won’t they?
I was obviously the biggest person in their midst
I tried my best to maintain a calm composure till we ended morning assembly and moved to classes
As I was trying to find an empty space in the lousy classroom... I heard a soft voice say
“Hi...
I’m peace...you can sit next to me
My seat is empty “
I was so happy and glad that finally someone spoke to me
She was beautiful and light skinned with short hair.. she had a small ziz zag scar on her forehead which made her look distinctive
I knew she was going to be a long time friend
I placed my backpack next to her and sat down
“Thank you
Uhm..I’m iris... nice to meet you’
“Huh... Iris
You have a pretty name
Well you’re pretty as well though “
I almost gasped... someone called me pretty
Apart from my mom and my patronizing uncles... no one ever called me pretty
Perhaps transferring wasn’t a bad idea anyways
“What department are you majoring
Arts... science or commercial?” She asked
“Arts... I want to be a script writer” i timidly said
“Wow
I’m a science student... I want to study medicine
Let’s get along well iris’
I smiled and nodded
I was happy.., the tension was fading
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BITTER OBSESSION
During high school, Iris was always bullied due to her body type ..she changed school and met another bully who was her first kiss and first love An unfortunate accident made the two go apart Iris refused to move on... she was hung on her first love who was her bitter obsession They meet years lat/0/23988/coverorgin.jpg?v=e337041f4ebbda8ca3b8d5cba02f2e43&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bitter Love
For three years in prison, Ye Ci felt like she died once a month. On this day of every month, Shen Junmo would come to see her. Then in the separate prison cell, he tortured and humiliated her ... There were times when Ye Ci got fainted after some violent strong sex, and then she would be sober agai/0/40349/coverorgin.jpg?v=53d6cc838236a322b65c913a5739ca35&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bitter Taste
Two young girls, Darren and Chloe make their way into an educational institution with the hopes of chasing their dreams. It soon becomes a race for safety when they discover their admission was an arrangement and they were in danger. They are faced with the choice to give up their lives or fight for/0/60105/coverorgin.jpg?v=2cf394650bc92e69ebdc951c9ab4dd57&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bitter smile
Prologue: Dara's eyes fluttered open, her mind foggy from the haze of the previous night. The memories came flooding back - the desperation, the seduction, the surrender. She felt a wave of regret wash over her, mixed with a hint of shame. As she quickly dressed and made her escape, the cheque i/0/22446/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d606e795fa76fa5389acf2a904e3682&imageMogr2/format/webp)
For Bitter or Worse
** "I do have to say, you taste exquisite. Nothing like an ordinary wolf." He comes even a bit closer, leaving nothing more than a few feet between us. "It's almost magical." He breathes and reaches out. He slowly carresses the fur on my back and to my horror he leaves a trail of sparks, my breathin/0/85781/coverorgin.jpg?v=c7323e137e9e7920c3a740b5c54b83b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lost Love, Bitter Victory
My wife, Olivia, and I had what I thought was the perfect life, a vibrant canvas of shared dreams and artistic ambition. But beneath the surface, a shadow lingered: her unexplained infertility, a result of an accident years ago-my fault-that filled me with a guilt I carried like a stone. I watched/0/86854/coverorgin.jpg?v=201f8e0ad2ac05d9a29512b6febc618f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fatal Affection, Bitter End
The rain hammered against the school bus windows, mimicking the frantic beat of my heart. My estranged wife, Susan, was screaming, trying to drag our brilliant daughter, Emily, off the bus and into the deluge, all for Mark Johnson, a man in his forties who had failed the college entrance exam for tw/0/86901/coverorgin.jpg?v=f48c22788421a05a20850c6f12d69d6b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Gratitude Turns Bitter
"I'm sure about this. I want to volunteer." Ava Williams looked the program director in the eye, her voice steady, determined to commit two years in a conflict zone. Inside, her heart was a mess, but she had to do this. Then, a fire truck screamed past, its siren wailing, and suddenly, she was a ch/0/84998/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a02ad41f12bbd76ab7fbd302ba4d61b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Bitter Taste
I clutched the heavy trophy, validation for placing first at the International "Le Cordon Bleu" Grand Prix, a win that felt like the culmination of a lifelong dream. It was our fifth anniversary, and I couldn't wait to surprise Olivia with both the trophy and the Sterling Corporation contract-a mu/0/85036/coverorgin.jpg?v=01353b8274cb1381b655349743629df1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Bitter Harvest
The anesthesia was a thick fog, but the voices cut through it. "Is she going to be okay?" That was Mark, my boyfriend, a rising musician. "She' ll be fine. She gave you a kidney, Mark, she can handle a little post-op pain." That was Jessica, his new manager. My blood ran cold. A kidney. I' d/0/64869/coverorgin.jpg?v=d9d9a2fffd90d69ffac9eef3e1cffd93&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bitter Medicine, Sweet Healing
As a person who believes in not dating or marrying, I firmly rejected the advances of a traditional Chinese medicine professor. "I don't want to date or get married, so please don't waste your time on me." He was silent for a moment and then said, "Qin Man, you may not want to date or get marrie/0/87386/coverorgin.jpg?v=570eb668d5e0cdea9cc7a0fc9ea19610&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poisoned Love, Bitter Justice
My mother, a nurse who spent forty years caring for others, was poisoned and left for dead after a charity gala. The woman responsible, Keyla Dixon, stood in court, a mask of tearful innocence, claiming self-defense. The real horror? My husband, Garrison Gardner, the city's top lawyer, was defendin/0/88510/coverorgin.jpg?v=7dd35ae32e267d9bda47a200bc473e45&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Wife's Bitter Reckoning
My husband, Bennett, and I were New York's golden couple. But our perfect marriage was a lie, childless because of a rare genetic condition he claimed would kill any woman who carried his baby. When his dying father demanded an heir, Bennett proposed a solution: a surrogate. The woman he chose, Ari/0/23268/coverorgin.jpg?v=6408f4fdcd9f255878a0d9bcb9a9d876&imageMogr2/format/webp)
OBSESSION
Hazel Molly is a typical normal girl who have always dreamed of working in J&R Corp because of their delicious salary. She finally got her dream job to work as a secretary to Dave Williams but what never crossed her mind was for her to be attracted to him and also for his brother Clark to be on her/0/83130/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d328a403eef721892d04d803dbd5b5e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Bitter Pill Called Regret
My head throbbed as I cooked Marcus's favorite meal. It was our tenth anniversary, a milestone I' d hoped would bring some semblance of peace to a decade marred by his growing distance. But Marcus never came home. Instead, an Instagram notification flashed: Skyler Reed, beaming beside my husband,/0/38299/coverorgin.jpg?v=10d5f36b1d9948dd33d50536d9ff62c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Love's Bitter Truth
For ten years, I was the picture of a devoted husband, building a life with Chloe in our comfortable Bellevue home. My life felt stable, successful, exactly what her image-conscious parents approved of for their daughter. Then came the news: Leo, Chloe' s tumultuous musician ex, had died. A drug/0/87276/coverorgin.jpg?v=37ce8d0f6c106757c466fc832e21cc03&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Bitter Requiem
My ex-boyfriend had returned to the country. Once, he was penniless, and I broke up with him when he was struggling. Now, he'd returned home successful and wealthy. He wanted to see me miserable and full of regret. What he didn't know was that I died inside three years ago for him./0/81862/coverorgin.jpg?v=c08902594bbd0fe1dfb67a73ee985ad9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Thanksgiving's Bitter Truth
Thanksgiving. I sat alone, picking at a dry turkey. My wife, Olivia, CEO of the brewery we built from my savings and recipes, was supposedly on a "vital business trip." Then, our young marketing intern, Leo Vance, posted an Instagram story: Olivia, radiant, carving a turkey at his "family home."/0/80306/coverorgin.jpg?v=c9bb18378ec6bc67d0ea25c8d96f231e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
