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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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Mala (Zombie Apocalypse)
When circumstances force humans to act without using reason, terrible things happen due to greed. The rulers disappeared, and law enforcement could no longer ward off the chaos. They say Jakarta is the safest place; is the green zone the destination, hell or heaven? It's neither because everything/1/130541/coverorgin.jpg?v=543a950b3dabc44af3c81558961dabf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loving In The Apocalypse: Zombie Attack!
"What's that?" I whispered to myself as I felt something moved very fast behind me. It was very dark at night and a dim-lighted lamp was the only source of light I had to see my way home! "Oh my God!! What could that be?" I whispered to myself as it moved again, this time, I felt it getting closer/0/43196/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3f88a81f12efe68abd5fa6b4b21f0fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
APOCALYPSE
SYNOPSIS. In a world of Wizards, Witches, Vampires and Lycans there's only one source to power. A threat to some and a bloodline to another. It's the war for a hybrid. Vampire and Lycan collision. Blaliyfriction with ❤️ APOCALYPSE. Copyright 2023. Lilian Anyadike All rights reserved. No/0/18027/coverorgin.jpg?v=cf21a908394dda60a6c004cb62aaa1f7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Zombie Capitalista
Taliana Vargas; una bella y exitosa reportera debe entrevistar a un fanfarrón escritor; Daniel Lopez, que acabó de ganar un premio nobel de literatura pues el diario en el que ella trabaja la esta obligando. La entrevista resulta ser tensa e incomoda, porque entre ellos existe un pasado en común d/0/38554/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ba0711341f7dc19a4544693c4298be5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Werewolf Zombie
A younger dreamer named Daphne wants to be self-employed with her degree, doing what she loves, and later in life, have a family of her own. She marries her college boyfriend and has the life she has always wanted. After years, she learns that he has a fair. And worse, she learns from her divorce/0/52952/coverorgin.jpg?v=037bd57c7c1572c6f1f297d1c296841e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Zombie in my life
When a pandemic hits, it's as if a switch has been turned. One moment, life took a drastic turn from normal, everyone was gone. when a group of young men take a vacation to a suburban village for some much-needed rest and fun. During the holidays, the town where syarif and his friends lived was em/1/127537/coverorgin.jpg?v=9ef291ff9dfd6794a5c629f0cee9b4b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Zombie in Lagos
The first person to die in Lagos didn't stay dead. At 4:30 PM, Lagos was still fighting its usual battle with traffic when a man collapsed in the middle of the road. Minutes later, he was biting someone. Then another person turned. Then another. By the time Segun, a danfo driver trying to reach/1/109408/coverorgin.jpg?v=0b802f01443371e26c212315c11f1321&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Apocalypse Remembers Him
When the world collapses, most people fight to survive. Ryan Black fights to remember. He remembers the blood-soaked streets. He remembers the orders that sent him to die. He remembers the woman who turned her back when he needed her most. Reborn at the dawn of the apocalypse, Ryan awakens with/0/28080/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ab436c74892e222dfe90a543af34310&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Apocalypse: Chasing Dawn
The extremely dark future of humanity is pushed to the brink of destruction because of a zombie pandemic spreading across the globe at breakneck speed. Sunny witnessed all her loved ones die in front of her, and at the same time suffered a terrifying hunt from the person she once thought was a benef/0/71959/coverorgin.jpg?v=8129e08c5be673a953fc32d0071ef17d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
God-Eater Ascension: Apocalypse Sequence
In a shattered world where humanity cowers behind Safe Zones, the true predators aren't the undying horrors they call "gods"-it's each other. When the Apocalypse began, mankind labeled the indestructible aberrations as deities. But when humans awakened to the power of Sequence Abilities, the fi/1/130990/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ec522110835ec5cbed2ed3589ca9313&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Baby Daddy Is The Zombie Emperor
Scarlett died betrayed by the family she sacrificed everything for-and watched her newborn be abandoned to the zombies. Now, she's reborn one month before the apocalypse with a powerful system, unlimited storage, and a mysterious mission: restore the Zombie Emperor. This time, she'll save her baby/0/48454/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c07bf39f1ebec760203fbd6b0e2e840&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Regress Years Back Before the Apocalypse
What would happen if a man happened to travel back into the past where he could undo his mistakes and regrets? In the near future, an unknown being appeared and claimed that a new reality shall be opened up for humans to enter, creating havoc across the world. However, what they don't know is that/1/130824/coverorgin.jpg?v=c210c68abf4913cc603a7370c88c1bf6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE ONLY SURVIVING BREEDER AFTER THE APOCALYPSE
The world ended, and somehow, he was the one man left alive. A biological weapon unleashed a catastrophe that wiped out civilization and changed the fate of humanity forever. Cities became graveyards, governments collapsed, and the human population dwindled to almost nothing. When the nightmare fin/0/84177/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a989c80bbc2b623c002d2dfae33f45f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Apocalypse Architect: Designing His Demise
The phantom chill of icy water jolted me awake, but I wasn' t drowning in Lake Champlain; I was safe in my luxurious Boston apartment. My fiancé, Matthew, and his mother stood over my bed, demanding I sign papers to dissolve our shared assets, claiming it was just a formality. But I recognized/1/131964/coverorgin.jpg?v=8825a588223f5cb7c09db636af12fd9d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Apocalypse My Useless Skill Became S-Rank
The day the System dropped, my city stopped being a place to live and turned into a map designed to kill me. Quests. Levels. Rewards. One rule above all: level up... or die. I've been ignored my whole life-too ordinary, too "useless." But when the world becomes a game, the skill everyone mocks is/1/132461/coverorgin.jpg?v=f9d4ba6f9f96ab6bcf0db1f39835ddf9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Apocalypse Reborn: My Beast Shifter Harem
After the world ended, Aria woke a hundred years too late in a wasteland full of monsters, power, and men who should have stayed out of her path. Marked as the last Moonbinder, she can bind powerful shifters to her through irresistible soul bonds, drawing out their strength while awakening a hunger/1/114893/coverorgin.jpg?v=453f38522c73613ebb066148a4185e49&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Apocalypse Rebirth: Reclaiming My Infinite Space
I thought the Burch family gave me a loving home when they took me out of the orphanage. But when the global deep freeze apocalypse hit, my adoptive parents mercilessly kicked me out of the bunker to freeze to death. As I lay dying in the snow, covered in horrific purple frostbite, my adoptive siste/1/123883/coverorgin.jpg?v=6860d5b91a3a56aaa62c781761e615de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed by desire in the apocalypse
In a world shattered by solar fire and a virus, men have become Ravagers. Ravagers are primal, savage beasts driven by dominance and lust. Women are rare prizes... until Elara awakens as a Siren. Her intoxicating pheromone can tame the untamable, Binding Ravagers to her will through raw, ritualist/1/123129/coverorgin.jpg?v=d898398fef6d003cd8e890aabd2720b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Apocalypse: Rebirth With An Infinite Storage System
In the final days before the world collapsed, Ivy Brooks died... betrayed by the very people she trusted most. She had fought, struggled, and sacrificed everything just to survive the apocalypse only to be pushed into death along with her three daughters at the very end by her own husband. With her/1/123383/coverorgin.jpg?v=c0e2f9a1429d6e082ad4f65c981f514e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
