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The Neglected Wife Takes His Empire

The Neglected Wife Takes His Empire

Eldridge Hall was a billionaire CEO who viewed his wife as nothing more than a paranoid, hysterical nuisance. During a violent argument over his "fragile" female friend, they fell down a grand staircase. When Eldridge woke up in the hospital, he was trapped in his wife's body, and she was in his. He thought she would panic and beg to switch back. Instead, Ava put on his bespoke suit, took over his company, and claimed his vast empire without hesitation. Meanwhile, trapped in her frail form, Eldridge was plunged into a living nightmare. His "innocent" female friend immediately framed him, pouring scalding coffee on herself to make Eldridge look like a crazy, jealous wife. His own security guards dragged him out of the lobby and threw him into the freezing rain. Worse, he was summoned by his toxic in-laws, who threatened to cut off Ava's mother's psychiatric care if he didn't secure them a lucrative business contract. Then came the excruciating physical agony. Eldridge collapsed on the bathroom floor, bleeding, convinced his internal organs were rupturing. When he begged his wife for an ambulance, she just looked down at him and laughed. "Stop crying, Mr. CEO. You are not dying, you just got your period." As Eldridge lay writhing on the cold tiles, stripped of his power and dignity, he finally understood the suffocating hell his wife endured every single day. But Ava was already running his life, and she had no intention of ever giving it back.
When The Dragon Girl Fell In Love

When The Dragon Girl Fell In Love

One thousand years ago, Kunshiya kun was the king of the Dragon clan, an empire built with blood and enmity, after fighting with neighboring countries for hundred years Kunshiya kun won the heart of all the dragons in Atakar and he was named The dragon king, his Queen Tekiya was a beautiful and proud woman, she controlled the inner palace and made sure that no concubine laid any imperial egg successfully.... Kunshiya was sad and lonely because of his inability to produce heirs, his ministers always brought the topic up in the royal court which made him really bothered... Salsa was a Dragon slave whom he had met against the war with the east dragon country, the bounty dragon was a white scale dragon with dark green eyes, her lustful eyes caught Kunshiya’s heart , after a night with her ... He ordered her to be kept in a secret mansion outside the city because of Tekiya’s spies.... Kunshiya almost forgot about the White dragon until he dreamt of her talking and touching him.. “My king, we are going to have some hatchlings” Salsa whispered to Kunshiya in his dream. “My king I miss you” He couldn’t forget the vision he had last night, immediately the next day he sent for the Royal astronomer .. “My king, the vision is true! The moon goddes really have blessed you with hatchlings” The Royal Astronomer relayed In the inner palace a spy was seen whispering to a lady with a crown on her head, it was Queen Tekiya, after receiving the news Queen Tekiya smirk roared!! “ if I can’t lay any hatchlings, No imperial slut is allowed to give hatchling, as long as I’m in power I will kill them all”
Reborn From Ashes: The King's Ruthless Queen

Reborn From Ashes: The King's Ruthless Queen

The house was a living inferno, the heat devouring the air in my lungs as I clutched my five-year-old daughter to my chest. Emily was dead weight, her skin already cooling even as the room turned into a furnace of orange and black. Through the stinging smoke, I saw my husband, Kenney, crawling toward the door with a wet handkerchief pressed to his face. He didn't look back at the crib, and he didn't call my name; he was simply leaving us to burn. I lunged forward and grabbed his ankle, my nightgown catching fire, but he didn't reach down to save me. He recoiled in horror at the sight of my burning hair and our dead child, kicking me back with a panicked shriek. "Let go!" he shrieked. I died as a massive, flaming timber snapped from the ceiling and crushed us both into silence. I couldn't believe that the man I loved would leave his family to die just to save his own skin, but the rage I felt was colder than the death that followed. But then the burning stopped instantly, replaced by a cold so sharp it made my teeth ache. I gasped, jerking upright in my bed to find the velvet duvet cool under my palms and the nursery quiet, with Emily still breathing softly in her crib. I had returned to the winter morning two years before the fire, the exact day Kenney finalized the deal to sell me to the King for a promotion. As Kenney stepped into the room with a practiced mask of concern, I realized I was no longer the victim of this story. "A nightmare, my love?" he asked, reaching out to touch my shoulder. I flinched away, my eyes burning with a hatred he couldn't yet understand. Tonight was the Winter Masquerade, the night he planned to offer me to the King as a prize, but this time, I was going to turn his social ladder into a gallows.