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The Phantom Heiress And Her Fake Lover

The Phantom Heiress And Her Fake Lover

Elodie was the Evans family's adopted daughter, living in a cold, isolated room while her sister Bristol enjoyed a life of luxury. Secretly, she was a top-tier freelance operative. Her adoptive family finally found a use for her. To secure a massive corporate merger, they decided to marry her off to Elwyn Lyons, a billionaire heir rumored to be a violent, dying psychopath. They did this just to spare their precious Bristol from the exact same arrangement. When Elodie hesitated, her adoptive father showed his true colors. He threatened to cut off the life-saving medical care for Gus, the poor man who had actually raised her. Her older brother even laughed about it with his friends in the dark. "If Lyons dies, she gets nothing. If he beats her, well... she's tough to break. Either way, she's a pawn." Hearing her brother casually discuss her potential death as a business strategy was the final blow. They didn't see her as a daughter, just a disposable shield. All those years of staying quiet to keep the peace turned to ash. She realized the people she called family were monsters who would eagerly trade her life for a few patents. Elodie threw an ironclad legal separation agreement on their coffee table and walked out forever. To secure Gus's medical funds, she accepted an eight-figure commission from a mysterious client. Her mission was to play a toxic lover and publicly destroy the Lyons engagement. Little did the Evans family know, the "sickly" heir was actually in peak physical condition, and he had just hired Elodie to ruin them all.
Love me I dare you

Love me I dare you

Nathaniel Diaz is the school most popular boy. He's got the looks but he's not the most popular just because of that, the main reason why he's popular is his ability to make three girls cry on the same day. Don't judge with his innocent looking face, yes his face is damn too innocent to have such attitudes of his. His face screams perfection, and that's the weakness of the girls. He's a crazy Casanova, it should be an official statement for girls to stay away from Nathaniel Diaz but still they never stop flocking over him like lost sheep, giving him more rooms to break more hearts. Aside being a Casanova, he's the school biggest enemy, he's the type who does things only to make himself happy not minding if anyone gets hurt in the process. He cares less about people's feelings. Some says he grew up where there was no love, because absolutely that word is missing and weird in Nathaniel's dictionary. He's the only one you will find countless bad habits in his hands. In a word, Nathaniel live his life only the way he wants not giving a damn about anything in the world. It would have been so perfect when an innocent girl came into his life, if only she's not off his limit. Someone he shouldn't dare to stay close with, but even though Nathaniel tried his best not to get close to her, she kept on coming and coming until he was unable to resist any longer. Why is she off-limit? Then find out in this sweet one you don't want to miss out for anything.
The Blind Billionaire's Hidden Genius Wife

The Blind Billionaire's Hidden Genius Wife

My father didn’t look at me like a daughter; he looked at me like a bad loan he needed to settle. After five years of being nothing but a monthly expense on his ledger, I was shoved back into the Quinn mansion, smelling the expensive lavender that masked the rot beneath the floorboards. He slammed a prenuptial agreement onto the mahogany table and gave me a heartless ultimatum. "Sign it and marry Harrison Sterling, or I call the care facility in ten minutes and tell them to pull the plug on your mother's life support." My stepmother Lydia told me I should be grateful for this "future," while my stepsister Tiffany kicked a bag with her old, hideous wedding dress at my feet. They told me I was born for nothing but to pay off their debts. I was shipped off in the rain to the Sterling estate, a stone fortress where the housekeeper treated me like a servant and locked me in a pitch-black room. Inside, my new husband—a man rumored to be a blind, unstable monster—hurled a crystal glass at my head and tried to strangle me with his bare hands. I could feel the tremors in his grip and the sickly-sweet smell of neurotoxins on his breath. I realized then that Harrison wasn't the master of this house; he was a specimen in a jar, being systematically poisoned by his own family while cameras watched his every move. My own father had sold me into a death trap, thinking I was just a desperate girl with nowhere else to go. But they didn't know I had been living a double life as a medical prodigy who graduated from Johns Hopkins at nineteen. I pinned my "monster" husband to the floor, pulled a set of silver acupuncture needles from the hem of my dress, and made him a deal. "I’ll give you your eyes back, and in exchange, you help me burn both our families to the ground."
Trapped In The Reborn Billionaire's Embrace

Trapped In The Reborn Billionaire's Embrace

Dalton woke up drenched in cold sweat, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The room was dark, but the date on the nightstand screamed the truth: it was three years ago, the exact night his nightmare began. Beside him, Audriana was thrashing in a drug-induced fever, her body burning as she clawed at her blouse. The memory of her lifeless, broken body from his past life slammed into his skull, and the suffocating realization hit him—he had been given a second chance. But before he could even process the miracle, the bedroom door clicked. Chadwick Kowalski, the man who had ruined Audriana in his past life, was outside with a pack of paparazzi, shoving a cloned keycard into the lock, ready to capture her at her most vulnerable. I watched as the reporters burst in, cameras flashing, desperate to document her destruction. They pointed fingers, screaming that I had forced her, while Chadwick played the heartbroken boyfriend to perfection, his eyes gleaming with greed as he sold her out to a debt-ridden poker ring. How could he be so cruel? How could he trade the woman he claimed to love for a stack of cash? I looked at Audriana, trembling and terrified in my arms, and felt a cold, lethal rage turn my blood to ice. I stepped into the frame, my voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. "Audriana Christensen is my fiancée," I declared, silencing the room instantly. This time, the nightmare ends with me, and I will burn everything to the ground to keep her safe.