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The Scars She Hid From The World
The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.
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My little fierce mate
They called me wolf less. Weak. Worthless. In the Bloodstone Pack, that's as good as a death sentence-except mine has been slow, drawn out in whispers, cold stares, and the sharp edges of my family's contempt. My mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me, humiliated me in front of the entire pack
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My lady boss
Like almost every dramatic romance novel, Bella’s story begins with a bad grandfather, a treacherous sister, and a stupid boyfriend. At the age of twenty, he fell victim to their grand scheme and became the laughing stock of the country. A piece of news about her boyfriend’s reunion ha
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My Assassin Lady
*boggsh* sound of a bomb exploding from a room "All the people in that room were already lying on the floor while in one room there was a young woman walking as if the beatings and shootings were nothing to her. She was walking towards a man who owed her money. It's been a long time since I've been
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CEO fierce
shook her head. "They're here and they've come with a settlement proposal for you." Them? - I raised my eyebrow, frowning. - The prosecutor's office? - Almost. - He shrugged, making a chill run through my veins and make me shiver. - Maristela... - I began to ponder, full of fears, but she interrupte
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His Betrayal, My Fierce Comeback
I was the moral compass of modern media, a journalist with a flawless record and a penthouse life with my husband, Britton. Then one phone call shattered it all. He blackmailed me, using a dark secret I kept for him, forcing me to retract a story and destroy my own career to protect his intern, Bay
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My Lady Ludlow
I am an old woman now, and things are very different to what they were in my youth. Then we, who travelled, travelled in coaches, carrying six inside, and making a two days' journey out of what people now go over in a couple of hours with a whizz and a flash, and a scre
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His Pity Marriage, My Fierce Comeback
On the eve of my wedding, a viral TikTok revealed my fiancé had married another woman a week ago. When I confronted him, Jacob called it a "pity marriage." He dismissed our seven years together, offered me cash to shut up, and when I refused, he slapped me across the face. "You're the other woman
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Because You Are My Lady
Sharon was a common college student who dreamed of being a journalist. Two years ago, her father had a car accident, and the expensive medical expenses almost drove her insane. Stanley, an overbearing president, helped her get rid of the predicament. After that, she married him, and he was in char
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Love's Fierce, Patient Embrace
On our third mating anniversary, I prepared a feast. For three years, my Alpha husband, Mark, had treated me like I was made of glass, using my "fragile" constitution as an excuse for his coldness. Still, I hoped tonight he would finally see me. But he came home smelling of another she-wolf, took o
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The Fierce Wife
I was inside my car, driving as usual.But of course,Some enemies were following me.I'm not scared of anything,Even if it's death.What I'm afraid of,Is leaving something behind, Something.. Special. *Car crashed*" Sh*t! Sh*t!!! "" Call an ambulance immediately!!! "" Okay! Okay! Help!! "" I said call
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Sweety Wife, Fierce Husband
Immediately after divorce, Zoe Edwards married Carlos Holt, the most powerful man in the City, out of convenience. Recalling the previous failed marriage, Zoe always keeps in mind that this marriage is just a trade without love and they will divorce once they have their own love respectively. The on
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Shattered Party, Fierce Comeback
My twenty-first birthday party was supposed to be a golden celebration under grand chandeliers at the Sterling mansion. Instead, it became a public spectacle of humiliation orchestrated by my adoptive father, David, and his new "family" -a conniving scholarship student named Melody and her mother,
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Lady Moonlight
When she was hurt in her wolf form as a kid, Thea Whitlock was saved by Carson Rivers. The heroic action created a spark of feeling in her heart until she meets Carson again in high school. An old prophecy that has become werewolf's guide to life forced her to keep her distance from Carson, and that
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Lady Baltimore
S. Weir Mitchell With the Affection and Memories of All My Life To the Reader You know the great text in Burns, I am sure, where he wishes he could see himself as others see him. Well, here lies the hitch in many a work of art: if its maker--poet, painter, or novelist--could but have become its
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