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His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Surgeon

His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Surgeon

Annika Hayes gave up her reputation as a brilliant neurosurgery resident to become the quiet, perfect wife to aviation mogul Ethan Clark. For three years, she hid her excellence, playing the role of an ordinary flight nurse just to fit into his world. But her sacrifices ended when she received a cold text message from his housekeeper. "Mrs. Clark, this is Maureen Dolan. Mr. Clark has instructed me to inform you that your access to the Park Avenue residence has been revoked effective immediately." Ethan had chosen to protect his dead best friend's pregnant widow, claiming the unborn child as his own responsibility. Within hours, he suspended her joint credit cards and had his PR team paint her to the media as an emotionally volatile and unstable wife. He demanded she quietly accept his "noble sacrifice," treating her like a disposable accessory. He even knew the widow's baby wasn't biologically his, but he was willing to destroy their marriage anyway to play the hero while dismissing Annika as just a needy nurse. Three years of marriage, reduced to an eviction text and public humiliation. She had buried her ambition, her talent, and her entire identity, thinking it would make her more lovable. How could he throw her away for a delusion of honor, completely blind to the world-class surgeon she truly was? Sitting in the back of a black SUV, Annika calmly snapped her heavy titanium joint credit card in half. She pulled out her phone, blocked his number, and sent a text to her old hospital rival. It was time to pick up her scalpel and let them see exactly who she used to be.
Obsession of a Man

Obsession of a Man

THE first time Arianna and Enrique met was the night she was gifted to grace his bed. When he woke up and discovered the blood on the sheets in the morning, his conscience wouldn’t silence him up. He was drunk and all he could remember was how their moans melded and the soft, responsive body under him. But she was a virgin. How could he have been so wrong? ARIANNA knew the wealthy Enrique Quiroz for a very long time. He was the only son of the plantation’s Don. She never dreamed he was the man waiting for her that night. When she had dreaded for hell in a stranger’s bed… it had been heaven. Bliss. The shocking completion of her womanhood. When she left him, she also left a part of her that only he could give back. ENRIQUE hunted for the stranger whose beautiful face haunts him every night only to discover she was right under his nose. He could have her, make her his lover. He couldn’t forget that night, how their kisses made him think only of passion and sweet wine. She has no power to resist him. He is obsessed. He can't not have her again, and again, and again… But Arianna fought him just as much as she fought to survive her miserable life even though he promised her everything. Everything except his heart. And in the war that ensued, their hearts were ruined by love, that power that makes those who surrender win, and those who cower are set free…
Divorcing my dead sister's husband

Divorcing my dead sister's husband

After marrying her deceased sister's husband for years, Daniela eventually finds the strength to ask her domineering husband Alex for a divorce. Shortly after moving out, she finds out she is pregnant and goes back to get her things in the hopes of having a polite conversation. Instead, she loses the baby when Alex, in a fit of rage, shoves her down the stairs .Daniela promises that Alex will pay for his actions. She takes matters into her own hands after the police investigation is halted because of his connections, painstakingly compiling proof of his financial crimes and violent acts against her five-year-old nephew.While reconstructing her life at a new marketing job, Daniela meets Thomas, a generous creative director who sees through her well-built barriers. Because of his personal experience with loss, Thomas has the patience to earn her trust even if she is still determined to keep him accountable. After Sam secretly approaches Daniela and reveals the extent of Alex's abuse, Daniela's objective shifts from pursuing personal vengeance to protecting the child she still loves despite Alex rejecting her. Daniela and Thomas are forced to engage in a high-stakes legal battle for Sam's custody and their future together as Alex's danger increases as the net closes around him.If Daniela can get over her fears and fall in love again, she will have the opportunity to start the family she has always desired with her newfound strength and Thomas's unwavering support.
Escaping The Ruthless CEO With My Baby

Escaping The Ruthless CEO With My Baby

I held the positive pregnancy report, hoping it would finally bring a trace of warmth to my cold, transactional marriage with Aloysius Lawson. Instead, he didn't even glance at it. He slid a medical consent form across his massive desk and coldly ordered me to abort the baby. His sister Eloisa's leukemia had relapsed. She needed a bone marrow transplant, and I was the only match. He accused me of carrying another man's bastard, completely denying the one chaotic night we actually spent together. When I desperately sought help from my childhood friend Julian at a gala, he publicly humiliated me, terrified of my husband's wrath. Aloysius's mistress mocked me in front of the elite crowd, while my own mother begged me to save our family's failing company, oblivious that the price was my baby's life. Aloysius dragged me home, bruising my arms, and threatened to destroy anyone who dared to help me. I begged him, offering to wait three weeks for a DNA test to prove the child was his true heir. "Why would I wait three weeks?" he sneered, his eyes devoid of humanity. "Eloisa doesn't have three weeks. It has to go." I was entirely alone, treated as nothing more than a blood bag and a pawn. Why was my flesh and blood worth absolutely nothing to them? Sitting in the sterile room of the private abortion clinic, holding the flimsy blue scrubs he forced me to wear, my despair finally hardened into pure rage. When the nurse urged me to hurry, I dropped the scrubs to the floor. "I'm waiting for someone," I said, my voice eerily steady as I took the first step to destroy them all.
The Annoying Roommate

The Annoying Roommate

I just got home from work. Yes, I am a student worker. As my mother told me, I need to work hard to finish my studies and to save money. I also want to get out of the place where I live now because... I have a crush with him. His name is Enzo Sanchez Tan, my annoying roommate. He likes to be angry and ruin the day. Even in the university, he can destroy. He's dominant, teasing, ignorant, arrogant and b*lly. He was a Civil Engineer student while I was nursing. Yes, I took nursing because I wanted to, right? Enzo and I have been together under the same roof for two years. I just put up with him being a bully to me. What an annoying guy. Enzo's mother and my mother are friends. So, they thought to just put us together under the same roof and help pay for the apartment. Shala apartment. Our parents also help us with the expenses of our apartment. Because of the university that Enzo and I studied at, it's famous here and the professors are good at teaching. So back to the reality, like I said I just got home from work. The living room is full of clutter. Enzo also took my annoyance!. He was sitting on the floor with his head resting on the coffee table. Wine bottles were scattered on the floor. Chichiriya's plastics are also scattered, there is also spilled alcohol liquid. It's-! It just is!. "Hey! Shit! You must have brought your disciples here again!" I said annoyed to Enzo. I approached him and hit my sling bag on his back. What I mean by disciple is his troops. "Hmph! What the hell" he said weakly and drunk. "What? You're going to turn me around again when you're messing around here?!" I shouted annoyed at him. "Mmph?" he snores softly. He looked at me like he was drunk and his eyes were still closed. "Oh, hi ryu" he said softly and hugged my leg. He's really drunk! "Hey! Let go of my leg!" I said and removed his grip on my leg. It's because it's heavy, it's too strong. " I said annoyed. 30 minutes later, I put his mess in the living room. I swept and wiped the messes and spilled wine on the floor one by one. I'm sure the living room will smell like wine again. I made Enzo stand up and offered to carry him. I put his arm on my shoulder. I walked with him to his room. I pushed him on his bed. I looked at him for a moment and turned away when he suddenly pulled my wrist, causing me to fall on his bed. "!!" I was surprised by what he did. He's on top of me?!. I immediately struggled as he grabbed my right hand and kissed the back of it. "What are you doing?!" I said surprised. He immediately let go of my hand and brought his face closer to mine. "Wait! What are you going to do?!" I said and looked away and moved my head towards the wall. He doesn't speak, I don't know about this. He touched my cheek and moved my head to look at him. His face is getting closer to mine. Just one inch, our lips will touch. I thought he was going to kiss me... But I was wrong... Because...
Gilded Cage: The CEO's Unwilling Bride

Gilded Cage: The CEO's Unwilling Bride

I was the "diamond" of the Sargent Foundation, a perfect orphan polished for the cameras and high-society galas. But beneath the glittering chandeliers, I was suffocating. When the pressure finally broke me and I tried to flee the Sargent Gala, I wasn't met with comfort. I was hunted down by security and dragged into a sterile, white-hot spotlight in a room I was never allowed to enter. Adrien Sargent, the cold-blooded CEO who controlled my every move, didn't want to help me. He wanted to devour me. He presented a legal cage: sign over my voting shares for his unethical hostile takeover, or he would have my only friend—the elderly butler who raised me—killed in his nursing home bed. I became a prisoner in the East Wing, stripped of my phone and watched by hidden cameras. During a midnight storm, I tried to steal a security card to escape, but Adrien caught me in his study. Reeking of whiskey and corporate rage, he didn't just stop me. He pinned me to his desk and branded my neck with a bite so deep it bruised, treating me like a thief who deserved to be claimed. The next morning, the house turned into a battlefield of lies. His PR consultant tried to claim she was the one in his bed, but Adrien found a pearl button from my pajamas under his desk. He didn't feel guilt; he felt violated. He accused me of orchestrating the entire encounter to blackmail him, his eyes filled with a terrifying, possessive fury. When his grandmother caught us, she didn't see a victim; she saw a liability. To save the family stock price, she gave us an ultimatum: marriage. "I’ll do it," I said, looking at the massive diamond ring that felt more like a shackle. Adrien thought he had finally broken me, but he didn't know about the encrypted file I just received. The corporate crisis he’s fighting was an inside job, and the trail leads straight to his own front door. I looked at my new husband on our wedding night and let my silk dress hit the floor. He thinks he’s trapped a rabbit, but I’ve just gained total access to his world. I will sleep with the enemy, learn every dark secret he’s hiding, and then I am going to burn his empire to the ground.
The Psychopath Next Door

The Psychopath Next Door

'Are you sure you still want to get an apartment? I heard that there is a ghost that appears there at night' I just suddenly remember what my friend said about this apartment building. It's a bit old but when you go inside it's very beautiful and simple even though it's small. But at the time... it's creepy. I don't know why my feet seemed to spontaneously step next to my apartment. It's been a month since I rented here and I never see my neighbor. The bangs and noises I hear at night will not disappear from my mind. Questions in my brain that will never end. I stared at the door. What is behind this door? Even though my hands were shaking, I closed my eyes and knocked on it. But as the minutes passed, I heard no turning of the door to open it. A small crack of light hit me. I slowly open my eyes when I see the door is slightly open. My breathing is heavy. I don't understand myself why anyone seems to be motivated to go to it. I stepped carefully until I got inside. I was surprised that the light was red and the surroundings were very quiet. I could only hear my heavy breathing. W-does anyone here---- I almost screamed as the door slammed shut. My hands began to tremble. The nervousness that I feel is too much. I recoiled when I heard the sound of the knife. I panicked when I heard someone making a sound of cloak. A soundly step of someone's footsteps like it's going to my direction. But I don't see anything. I covered my mouth and huddled against the edge of the door in the dark. Shaking, I opened my cell phone for my friend to call. I almost cried when I heard the step closer to my side that the horror gave me too much. 'Please! Answer my call' I shouted in my mind. My tears flowed when I heard the stop of the step that was the stop of my breath. I closed my eyes and clenched my fist. I hoped that I wouldn't be seen. I felt relieved when I heard the footsteps going to different direction. I slowly turned back here which I regretted a lot. I saw a tall dark man standing in front of me. He was holding the knife. I noticed that he was not wearing a top so I could see the tattoo on his arm. I know even in the dark he is smiling looking at me. Because of the red light, I couldn't stop swallowing. I looked away. Her beautiful body is erotic in my eyes. "Another prey, huh" he said with a smile. And despite that voice, it was dangerous. I can sense it. I squeezed harder at the end when he came to the front. He lifted my face with the knife he was holding so I couldn't let go. "What's on my neighbor's mind to step on my apartment, hmm?" He asked almost in a whisper and brought his lips to my ear. The corner of my eye quickly warmed up. "A-re you..are you going to k-ill me?" I asked weakly and stammered. I gripped the hem of my thin clothes. He laughed softly and eventually his laughter grew louder. His horrifying laughter echoed throughout the apartment. Before staring deeply into my eyes. He grinned mischievously. My hair stood up when I felt a warm hand on my thigh. "You better to leave or else...I ripped your nighties dress" Damn!