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After Divorce, I Married His Half-Brother

After Divorce, I Married His Half-Brother

<> - Vanessa thought rock bottom was signing divorce papers with Derek Holland, a man with the emotional depth of a teaspoon. Turns out, rock bottom had a basement, and Ryker Holland was waiting for her down there with a smirk and a plan. Ryker, Derek's older half-brother (aka the family's dirty little secret), shows up offering Vanessa a deal: help her make her ex-husband, Derek Holland, jealous enough to come crawling back. In exchange, he secures his position as CEO. But Ryker isn't doing this out of kindness. He is petty and cruel. He would do anything to trample all over Derek, and now he has the perfect weapon. Vanessa, freshly dumped and just desperate enough to play along. And if she happens to enjoy making her ex suffer too? Well, that's just a bonus. As Vanessa sinks deeper into Ryker's twisted world of fake romance, secrecy and family dysfunction, things start getting real. Because fake love? It's a lot easier to control than real feelings. And Ryker has no idea what to do when the game stops being a game. Is Vanessa walking into a trap or building one of her own? Either way, the Holland brothers are going down. One's going to break, and the other's going to enjoy every second of it. _Disclaimer: This story contains morally complex and flawed characters, who often operate with hidden motives and questionable ethics. Themes explored include emotional manipulation, gaslighting, power imbalance, dual identities, and blurred lines between love, control, and obsession. Certain scenes may be intense or unsettling. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
Witches Of Westham

Witches Of Westham

Welcome to Westham; An extraordinary world with extraordinary inhabitants A world where so many myths and legends exist...be it witches, wizards, sorcerers, giants, amazons, Elves and so much more. But our major concern here is her; Meet kirana Mckzene, princess and sole heir to the witches (and wizard) kingdom, one of the ten mighty kingdoms in Westham In a bid to protect the ancient seal from her evil dad "king Mckzene" who sought its power to take over their entire world Kirana accompanied by her psycho bestie Reenie is compelled to leave Westham in possession of the seal, and guess where she escaped to... Well...it's no other planet than our very own earth. How would she cope in this new world? With this new people and what becomes of the ancient seal? Well...find out for yourself Now let's forget about the pretty witch and talk about our Mr. Handsome... In Sidney town, somewhere in Canada...meet Bill Cliff Handsome, carefree and arrogant son of the mayor, he is quite a flirt...but don't blame that on him, cuz ninety percent of the girls in Sidney town drool over him They don't miss a chance to get intimate with him; however they become past tense after a night on his bed Sex and get paid off...no emotions attached. Well the arrival of this extraordinary princess brings about a cog change in the wheel of his life. He slowly and gradually falls in love with her But what happens to their spectacular love story when her ex boyfriend; A prince of the elf kingdom makes his way to earth What chances does this human have against the supernatural being? Who is going to win her heart and what becomes of Westham? Find out in this action thrilling romantic and supernatural fiction
Rebuilding A Life, Not A Home

Rebuilding A Life, Not A Home

For twenty years, Liam Davis was my world. From juice boxes in kindergarten to our first kiss under the bleachers, he was my constant. I put my architecture career on hold, working a quiet desk job so his tech startup could thrive, believing his dream was our dream. Then, one warm evening, as I sorted our old college textbooks, he walked in, a wide, charming smile on his face. "I need the spare set of apartment keys," he said casually. My heart sank when he clarified: "Not for us, Ava. For me. For Chloe. To decorate our wedding home." Chloe. The social media influencer whose perfect life filled the internet. My mind went blank. Wedding home? My fiancé? He was getting married next month. He scoffed at my devastation. "It was convenient. You were always there. It was easy. Like marrying your right hand. You don' t put a ring on it." His words, meant to shatter, ignited a cold fury. My sacrifices, my career, my love - reduced to a crude, dismissive metaphor. I handed him the keys to our apartment, and watched him change the door' s passcode to my birthday-only to instantly change it again. "Password successfully changed," a female voice announced from the smart lock, sounding the death knell of my life as I knew it. He walked out, leaving me alone in what was no longer our home. The tears came then, hot paths through the dust on my cheeks. At my parents' house, still reeling, the doorbell rang. It was Liam, snow melting in his hair. He sneered, "What the hell did you tell your parents? Did you send them to beg for a wedding? My mother's furious your low-class family tried to trap me." He called me pathetic, unclean. He gloated about changing the apartment code, implying I' d trash the place out of spite. Something snapped inside me. "Get out," I said, my voice rising to a raw scream. "GET OUT!" He snatched a cherished architectural sketch, my childhood dream of a treehouse. "It was our dream house, wasn' t it, Ava? But it was never exciting. Like left hand holding right hand. Familiar, but ultimately, you' re just holding yourself." He cooed into his phone, "Hey, baby... just wrapping up an old loose end. She's nothing. I love you too, Chloe." My mother raged, detailing all I' d given up, how I built his company. "A spoiled kid with a half-baked idea! This is how you repay her?" He countered, "If you' re going to come begging, at least bring a respectable dowry, not just the sob story of a plumber." He tore a hand-carved necklace, his ten-year anniversary gift, from my neck. "Chloe would like it." In that moment, the love I' d felt for twenty years curdled into pure void. I raised my right hand, the one he' d mocked, and slapped him across the face. "My right hand is my own, Liam," I said, my voice steady and cold. "And from now on, it will be busy building my own life. A life you are no longer a part of." I turned my back, walking towards the kitchen, leaving him stunned. There would be no regret.
My Hooligan

My Hooligan

🎤🎤.....In this world, a mother is the greatest warrior..... 🎤🎤 "How deep is the ocean? Without knowing the depths you can't rule over it. That is how you should be Zoya. Be like the ocean no one can rule." Amulya told her daughter. "People like us have no one to call our own, people like us live for alms. I won't always be with you forever my child, but promise me, I don't know how you are going to do it but you should become wealthy and help the likes of us. Be dominant and strong so that when you come to face your father one day, he will be scared of you. Others are scared of him, but you, let him be scared of you, promise me Zoya." "I promise you mother." Zoya promised. "But tell me, who is my father?" "Once you see him, you will know. He is feared all over India. I can't tell you his name, they might be watching my every move to end our lives." Amulya told her child looking around her in fear. "But don't worry my child, I will be alive till I have to hold your hand in the dark and make you walk through it even when you are scared of the dark, then I will teach you to even leave my hand and stand strong against others and walk through the darkness without fear." Zoya, a ten year old poor girl became alone when her mother, (Amulya a 22 year old woman who escape from a well feared man that made her his sex slave at the age of 11), died in an accident alongside with her adopted sister. "Even in your final breath. Do remember your promise. Thorny paths are what you will find in this world. Even if the earth burns as a barrier, cross it and come. Without giving up your persistence, stand firmly in front Zoya." This is the story of Zoya who went beyond destiny to become India number 1 most feared Don and fulfilling her late mother's wish, then, her mother's past came knocking on her door.
The Auctioned Wife's Escape

The Auctioned Wife's Escape

For ten agonizing years, the brand on my hip was a constant, burning reminder of my forced marriage to Ethan Harrison, a symbol of the shame he inflicted on me, the "charity case" his powerful family took in. But the dreaded decade was almost over. Freedom, a word I barely dared whisper, was finally within reach. Until tonight. At his family’s annual charity gala, surrounded by the city's elite, Ethan dragged me onto the stage, a predatory smile on his face. “We auction a unique experience,” he announced, tightening his grip on my arm. “An experience with my… wife, Sarah.” My private photos flashed across the giant screen, then a chilling close-up of the ugly mark on my hip, exposed for all to see. The crowd gasped as the bidding began. “The highest bidder will get… quality time with Sarah. Live-streamed, of course.” This wasn't just humiliation; it was a public sale, a human auction. His conniving "true love" smirked, as Ethan whispered chilling threats about my innocent brother. He owned me, he truly believed it. I stood there, an animal on display, utterly broken, the velvet ropes he bound me with biting into my skin. How could a man repay a life debt from my war hero grandfather by selling his wife? My family sacrificed everything, and this was my twisted reward? But just as despair threatened to consume me, a formidable figure emerged from the stunned crowd: Marcus Thorne, Harrison’s ruthless business rival. He brought with him an unexpected ally, and as Ethan raged, a shocking truth was finally revealed: my ten-year contract was up, my marriage over. My freedom, fiercely fought for in silence, was about to begin – and Ethan Harrison was about to learn that some debts are paid with more than just money.
Two Days to Escape

Two Days to Escape

The glowing line of code on Sarah' s monitor signaled another crisis averted, a familiar satisfaction that quickly vanished, replaced by the dull ache of a life suffocating under the weight of her possessive fiancé, Mark, and his manipulative sister, Emily. "Just three more days," she whispered to the empty office-a countdown to her escape and a new life where she would finally be valued. But her carefully constructed countdown shattered the moment Emily, supposedly pregnant and fragile, staged a dramatic public collapse in Sarah' s office, openly accusing her. Mark, the supposed love of her life, didn' t hesitate; his immediate, furious accusation- "What did you do?" -echoed through the silent office, his eyes burning with pure hatred. The betrayal was swift and absolute. He accused her of attempting to kill Emily and, later, their unborn child (Emily's baby, not theirs). Her reputation, her career, and her very freedom evaporated under a deluge of his self-righteous rage and Emily' s calculated lies. The accusations hung heavy in the sterile hospital air, turning her into a monster in front of her colleagues and the police. How could the man who once adored her believe such monstrous lies without question? How could a bond forged in love warp into this toxic web of manipulation and deceit? The injustice was a cold, sharp blade, cutting deep into her soul. She was trapped, branded a villain, with no one but herself to fight the tide of his blind fury. Yet, a seed of hope remained. Just two more days, she reminded herself. Two more days until a clandestine agency pulled her from this nightmare, erasing her old life and giving her a chance to reclaim herself. It was a risk, a leap into the unknown, but it was her only way out.
Bound by the Mafia Lord's Gilded Chains

Bound by the Mafia Lord's Gilded Chains

One look was all it took for the Golden Wolf to mark his prey. ​To the glittering elite of Milan, Dante Moretti is a god among men, a billionaire mogul whose Midas touch turns every gold future into an empire. But beneath the bespoke Italian suits and the cold, amber eyes lies a monster. Sworn in as the new Capo of the Moretti Syndicate over his father's open casket, Dante is a man who rules with an iron grip and a heart of stone. He doesn't ask for what he wants. He takes it. ​Then he saw Bianca. ​Bianca Rossi is a creature of light, an innocent art student who finds beauty in the shadows of Milan's back alleys. She lives for her canvas and her dreams, unaware that a chance encounter in a midnight storm has placed her in the sights of the city's most dangerous predator. ​Dante doesn't just want her. He is obsessed. ​Using his billions like a silken web, Dante orchestrates a "gilded cage" for Bianca. From anonymous scholarships to lavish "chance" encounters, he draws her into a world of blood-stained gold and lethal power plays. But Bianca is no porcelain doll. Behind her soft beauty lies a fierce, indomitable spirit that refuses to be bought-or broken. ​As a brutal war with the Ricci family threatens to burn Milan to the ground, Bianca must choose: flee the man who stalks her dreams, or stand beside the Wolf and become his Queen. ​In a world where loyalty is paid in blood and love is a lethal weakness, will Dante's possessiveness be their salvation... or their ultimate destruction?