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Heartbreak, Betrayal, and Billion-Dollar Revenge

Heartbreak, Betrayal, and Billion-Dollar Revenge

After two years of brutal IVF treatments, I finally held a positive pregnancy test in my hand. I was the brains behind our billion-dollar tech company, and this baby was meant to be my greatest joint venture with my husband, Harden. Then an anonymous text arrived. It was a video of Harden kissing an Instagram model, his hand high on her thigh. A second text followed: a bank statement showing he'd stolen millions from our company to pay for her. I decided to go to the company gala and use my pregnancy to save us. But his mistress, Celine, showed up first, also claiming to be pregnant. In front of everyone, my mother-in-law embraced her, calling her the true mother of the next heir. She gave Celine the family necklace she had refused to let me wear on my own wedding day. Later, Celine shoved me. I fell, and a searing pain shot through my abdomen. I was bleeding on the ground, losing our miracle baby. I begged Harden for help. He glanced at me, annoyed. "Stop being so dramatic," he said, before turning his back to comfort his mistress. But as my world went dark, another man ran to my side. My biggest rival, Atticus Rios. He was the one who scooped me into his arms and raced me to the hospital. When I woke up, the baby gone and my world in ashes, he was still there. He looked at me and made an offer. An alliance. A chance to take everything from the men who wronged us and burn their empires to the ground.
No More Stolen Hearts

No More Stolen Hearts

Chloe did it again. Another boyfriend stolen, another round of humiliation in our family chat led by Aunt Linda' s fake sympathy. My own mother just sighed and told me to "try harder next time." This was the pattern, my glamorous cousin Chloe, making sport of my relationships, taking whatever, or whoever, was mine. But this time, as news of her latest conquest spread, a cold certainty settled within me. This time, it wouldn' t be another defeat. This time, I was ready. The object of her latest desire was Ethan, my new boyfriend, whose existence I' d deliberately kept quiet until now. He was everything she craved: charismatic, successful, irresistible. I "accidentally" let slip details about him to my mother, then watched, anticipating, as the news inevitably reached Chloe. Her audaciously casual message arrived soon after: "Heard you have a new toy, cous. Mind if I check him out for you?" My stomach twisted, but not with dread – with grim, calculating satisfaction. Years of quiet resentment, fueled by her casual cruelty and relentless need to diminish me, had finally solidified into a singular, unwavering purpose. She thought she was still playing her same old game, but she had no idea the depth of the trap she was about to step into. Ethan, with a hidden, dangerous secret I' d discovered months ago, wasn't just another man for Chloe to steal. He was the linchpin of my meticulously crafted revenge. This cycle of humiliation was about to end, but not the way Chloe expected.
I Dumped My Daughter's Father

I Dumped My Daughter's Father

The sweet scent of vanilla filled our kitchen, a fragile peace before the storm of Lily' s fifth birthday. Then, my husband Mark's phone buzzed with the name "Scarlett," shattering any illusion of our perfect life. Later, I found receipts for a diamond necklace and private school tuition-all for Scarlett' s daughter, not our own. My husband stood by, watching as his mistress' s daughter, Daisy, taunted Lily, proudly displaying gifts from her "Daddy." That night, a news alert flashed across my phone: "Tech Mogul Mark Davis Rekindles Romance with Childhood Sweetheart Scarlett Vance? Seen on a Cozy Family Outing with Vance and Her Look-alike Daughter, Daisy." He walked in at 2 a.m., oblivious to the wreckage he' d left in his wake. "How was your party, Mark?" I asked, holding up the damning picture. He denied nothing, offering flimsy excuses about "responsibility" and "old times' sake." But when I found out he was paying for Daisy' s schooling, my control snapped. "What do you want, Ava? A divorce?" he challenged. "Yes," I said, the word tasting like ash in my mouth. He panicked, pleading for a second chance, weaving a tale of blackmail. "Prove it," I told him, demanding a postnup: if he strayed again, I' d take everything. He signed, thinking he' d bought my silence. But at his company picnic, Scarlett and Daisy appeared, Mark' s secret family in plain sight. He spoke French to Daisy, a warmth he never showed Lily, making our daughter an outsider. "It is incredibly rude to speak in a language you assume others don\'t understand, Scarlett. Especially when you are telling your daughter to boast about things a married man supposedly did with you," I said in flawless French, exposing their cruel charade. His anger, however, was for me and our crying daughter. "You\'re making a scene!" he hissed. "And Lily, for God\'s sake, stop crying. It\'s embarrassing." That was the end. I walked away, Lily' s hand in mine, knowing he had made his choice.
The Alpha King's Slave

The Alpha King's Slave

ALPHA KING'S SEX SLAVE Book Blurb He burst into a peal of laughter at my agony and this time his eyes grew dark with rage as he gripped my head closer to his face. We were just an inch apart. My breathing turned labored and the sobs racked my throat. “I hate you Talitha. I hunted every town my spies saw you. I searched the deepest forest and farther into every pack of the world to fish you out. Finally, you’re here and this time I’ll make sure I’ll take everything that makes you special, gifted, and exalted and replace them with a broken, weak, and worthless slave, and not only that… I know you hate me, my name, and whose son I am. But that would change. I’ll fill you with me in every corner of your heart, soul, body, and blood. I’ll be so deep in your blood that when you bleed you bleed me.” ~ Witches are not accepted to be part of the kingdom of Arni where the evil king kills them and takes the women for his sexual gratification and burns them alive at will. Generation after generation the witches holding onto the phrophecy of a thousand year ago seeking the foretold blood Rage Queen the Queen to save them from their affliction and restore the witches Clan. The evil king gets murdered and when the witches thought their persecution to be over his son Alpha Hades- is out for the witches but first he must conquer Tabitha's daughter. The daughter of the woman (Head Witch) who murdered his father and beheaded his poor mother and he must conquer her in spirit and on his bed by putting a collar on her neck as his slave and imprinting his essence to every inch of her perfect body. But little did he know his slave is the foretold Blood Rage Queen and she swore to take his life any chance she gets and to put the end to the Wolves villainous reign. Can love grow from this unlikely pair of wolf and Witch or will their hate and revenge consume them at their quest?