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Betrayed Heiress: Marrying The Hockey King

Betrayed Heiress: Marrying The Hockey King

I gave up my college dreams and spent every penny I had to support my boyfriend Boyce's NHL ambitions. But as I lay dying in a damp hospital room, I called him begging for treatment money, only to hear his new girlfriend laughing on the line. Boyce coldly called me a useless "Puck Bunny" and a convenient ATM before hanging up. Moments later, his new girl Beryl called back to deliver a truth that shattered my reality. "Do you know how you got sick? It wasn't an accident." Boyce had deliberately arranged for me to be infected with HIV. He thought I was too clingy, and this was the easiest way to get rid of me so he could chase his hockey dreams without baggage. Just before I took my last breath, a man arrived to save me, sent by Case Hoover-a wealthy fiancé from an old family arrangement I had completely forgotten. The irony was crushing. I had destroyed my life serving a monster who murdered me, while my actual fiancé tried to protect me. I died in excruciating agony, my soul held together by nothing but pure, bottomless hatred. Why was I so blind? Why did I give everything to a man with a heart blacker than a starless night? Opening my eyes, I gasped for air, finding myself staring at my healthy, eighteen-year-old reflection in the mirror. I was reborn in my senior year of high school. This time, I wouldn't be his stepping stone; I was going to make him pay the ultimate price.
Shattered Ring: The Secret Surgeon Returns

Shattered Ring: The Secret Surgeon Returns

I stared at the two red lines on the pregnancy test, hoping this tiny heartbeat would finally save my cold, three-year marriage to Kayson Logan. But when he returned from his long business trip, he brought the sweet scent of another woman's perfume, a brutal assault, and a divorce agreement. The financial settlement was entirely under the name of his first love, Alyce Murray. He tossed a box of Plan B onto the table, staring at me with absolute disgust. "Take it. If you try to get pregnant behind my back, you will walk away with nothing, and you will never see that child." The next day, I saw him at the maternity clinic, carefully guarding a pregnant Alyce as if she were made of glass. His family mocked me for being a barren, pathetic loser, cheering as I was kicked out of the house. He didn't hate children. He just hated the idea of having one with me. My three years of devotion were nothing but a joke. He even ordered his men to hunt down the legendary underground surgeon-my hidden alter ego-just to save Alyce's complicated pregnancy. Why should I risk my life to save the woman who destroyed my marriage? I spat out the pill he forced me to take and signed the divorce papers without a second thought. I smashed the multi-million-dollar diamond ring he gave me right at his sister's feet. "Keep the garbage bought by a man who sleeps with other women." Then, I walked away, ready to embrace my true identity and protect my baby alone.
Romantic Bedroom Mood

Romantic Bedroom Mood

In the heart of a quaint little town, nestled between the whispering trees and the gentle flowing river, lies a charming cottage that holds within its walls a captivating love story. Owned by a young couple, Sarah and James, the cottage exudes an aura of romance, and their bedroom is the very essence of their love. The room is a symphony of soft pastel colors, with walls adorned in delicate shades of lavender and blush. A large, ornate mirror graces one side, reflecting the warm glow of candlelight that emanates from a collection of vintage candelabras on the dresser. The flickering flames cast dancing shadows, creating an enchanting ambiance that envelopes the room like a gentle embrace. At the center of the room stands a luxurious canopy bed, adorned with sheer, billowing curtains that cascade down like a waterfall of dreams. The silky, ivory sheets are scattered with rose petals, their sweet fragrance filling the air and imbuing the atmosphere with an intoxicating allure. An elegant chandelier hangs from the ceiling, its crystals glistening like stars on a moonlit night. Soft, dimmable lights adorn the room, allowing Sarah and James to set the mood just right for every occasion – from a cozy evening cuddle to a passionate rendezvous. In one corner, a small nook serves as a reading spot. It is adorned with plush cushions and surrounded by shelves filled with classic novels and love poems, symbolizing the intellectual and emotional connection between the couple. The flickering glow of a small reading lamp casts a warm glow on the pages, inviting them to lose themselves in the words while wrapped in each other's arms. On the other side of the room, a charming fireplace stands tall, its embers flickering gently, painting the walls with a warm, golden hue. Cozy armchairs face the fireplace, creating the perfect spot for intimate conversations and stolen kisses on chilly nights. Adorning the walls are framed photographs capturing the couple's most cherished memories – a picturesque sunset on a beach, a laughter-filled picnic in the park, and stolen glances from their wedding day. These snapshots serve as a reminder of their journey together and the depth of their love. Sarah and James have poured their hearts into every detail of the room, curating it to be a sanctuary of love and serenity. It is a space where they can escape from the world and find solace in each other's arms. Every element symbolizes their affection, passion, and devotion, making it a testament to the bond they share. The Romantic Bedroom Mood is more than just a physical space; it is an embodiment of their love story, a place where their hearts intertwine, and their souls find solace. A room filled with dreams, laughter, tears, and love, it will forever hold the essence of their journey together, a timeless testament to the power of love in all its splendor.
The Make You Miss Me

The Make You Miss Me

I looked around the studio where many of my fans were also watching. I am currently being asked by the host of TV ZR Channel or rather they are interviewing me. They had a lot of questions that I answered well and correctly. "Have you no intention of settling down, Ms. Jessel? Haven't you thought about getting married and having a family?" I smiled at the media's question to me. I touched the side of my lips and it seemed that I just returned to the memory...when in those times I was still with the man I loved for almost 16 years and until now he is still the one that beats my heart. But that memory is only in the past. You can go back but you will never feel the good feeling while you are still with the only man you have loved in your whole life. All you can do is bring back memories that only your mind can do. "For now... I haven't thought about that yet... I'm focusing on my career right now but if I can find a man who I'm sure I'll be happy with, you'll know. .. I won't be ashamed to introduce him to all of you," I answered with a smile and they couldn't help but stay because of the excitement of what I said. "If that's the case, Ms. Jessel. You haven't experienced love yet? What is love for you?" he asked me again. "Hmm... I've fallen in love once... With the right person but the only thing that wasn't right was the time. You have true love... but it's still inevitable that you end up in a complicated relationship. So, it's also true saying that love is not rushed and you should wait for that right time, so you don't get hurt... Because sometimes love seems like a blink of an eye. At first you will feel that love but in just a blink of your eye. He will just disappear... unexpectedly..." "Looks like you're pulling something, Ms. Jessel?" he asked me smiling and I smiled too. "Can you believe that once in my life...I had a happy family with my ex husband?" I asked and immediately there was a lot of noise around. I seemed to surprise them with the words I uttered. "So... You got married and when was that? And who is that lucky guy, Ms. Jessel?" They have many questions...but I can't answer them one by one. "He's around but it's hard to catch him. He's like a ferocious lion that just one look will make you back away in fear," I answered with a laugh and they were amazed. "You guys like to keep secrets," she said and laughed. I just smiled at her. "But...if your ex-husband is watching at this time... What message would you share for him?" I thought for a moment. I focused on the camera and I thought my ex-husband was also looking at me at this time. "Baby... You didn't make an effort to follow me, coax and ask for my hands again and continue our broken love... But this is all I can tell you... I'll make you miss me. .." I said seriously but I showed everyone my true emotions at this moment. That was the last thing I said and I know they were not satisfied but I didn't answer anymore, they had a few more questions. My bodyguards rushed after me when they saw me walking out of the studio where I was currently being interviewed about things related to my life. I walk tall while wearing my shades. They opened the backseat door. It was only then that I breathed a sigh of relief when the media didn't see me again. I feel like I'm being strangled by the neck because I'm not used to a lot of people. Even this should be my life. "Miss Jessel... Where are we?" "Let's go straight to the hotel. I want to rest now..." I said and sighed. I leaned my back against the headrest and closed my eyes. Two cars followed us and my bodyguards were in them. My secretary is with me in this car. "Ms. Jessel, your Dad sent it," my secretary told me and my eyes widened. I looked at the paper bag she was holding. I took it with a smile from his hands. "Thanks, pretty," I thanked her. That's what I often call the girls I talk to. I can barely remember their names. "Happy birthday, daughter," that's what was written on the paperbag card and my sweet smile broke out again. I'm, 35 years old now... Hmm... I'm too old... When we returned to the hotel, I received a bouquet of red roses. My secretary quickly took it away from me. When I saw the crease on my face. "Who gives this? She's allergic to flowers," my secretary said coldly. I looked at the flower just as my bodyguard was about to throw it away. I love flowers but...my body reacts especially when I smell them. Unfortunately... "Just give it to me," I said, "Wait," I stopped while covering my nose with the back of my hand, "Please, don't throw it away. It's too bad," I added. She is still beautiful. I held my chest as it tightened. I think I inhaled too much of the smell of flowers. I also started coughing and I know my nose is red. I can feel its itching. "What's going on here?" I stopped coughing when I heard that cold, baritone voice. My heart beat faster and the hair on my body started to stand up. "Sir Eryx..." I slowly turned to the man who app.
ENCHANTED BY A CURSE PRINCE

ENCHANTED BY A CURSE PRINCE

They are triplet Three brothers Three princes DARREL...... Yah just Darrel, he's the coolest among the triplet. He's not the hot tempered type..... He got this amazing looks that can drive any girl crazy but he is not a flirt. He has a girlfriend he loves so much and can die for......he's quite dangerous when it comes to his girlfriend and also bad REX.......You can called him a sex freak prince. He always wants to screw anything in skirt. He's girlish and a funny jerk....... He got a secret lodge where he wandered at night and bring any girl he wants to him. Trust me, he doesn't believe in the shit called Love Norman : The last one of the triplet........ Cute with those purple eyes and red plump lips........ He's the last prince. He was unpredictable and his expression are always dark and cold. He's cool...... Yeah very cool and hardly speaks But avoid him, he's calm but very dangerous and violent. No one has ever seen prince Norman at day time...... Since Prince Norman was bored, the people of New Orleans has been given a rule by the king not to set eyes on him at daytime besides his brothers, his only sister, mother, the king and also the maid taking care of him. Apart from this people no other outsider are allowed to set eyes on him at daytime and in accordance to this rule he had always stayed indoors and only come out at night It's an order and none of the citizens got the right to question the kings order and of course disobeying means death But what happened when a girl named Giselle encountered with a strange guy What happened when the guy turned out to be the last prince forfeit to see the light of the day?? What's gonna befall Giselle and her household What secret is the royal family hiding from the people?? And lastly why is prince Norman been kept in dark??
A Wife Cry

A Wife Cry

"Honey" I happily called my wife when I saw her go home to our mansion and I couldn't stop myself. I immediately greeted him with a tight hug and buried my face in his chest. Tears flowed down my cheeks again, not because I was hurt because I miss him so much. I was in tears because he still came home. He's back, he's back to me. "Laven, I miss you, so much, honey!" I said and tightened my hug around her waist. I felt both of his arms move and I was expecting him to hug me back. But it just grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back a little. Then he walked away from me, I was like a child who had his toy snatched from him because of what he did. "Hon?" "Let's talk," he said to me coldly. It seems that something is choking me and I'm struggling to breathe again. "W-Will you listen to my explanation, hon? We're welcome again? Can you forgive me? Thank you, Laven! I love you. I love you, so much hon!" I still cried, I promise. All the pain he gave me two months ago suddenly disappeared and was replaced by too much joy and happiness. "Thanks--" "I got pregnant, Aly." My smile suddenly disappeared and I felt at that time that a bomb exploded in my brain and it was difficult to recover. Those are just three words, but they have a very strong impact on me. It was as if my soul had separated from my body. My heart was beating fast and I was slowly getting hurt again. "No!" I screamed and almost burst a vein in my neck because of the force of my scream. "And she's Alice." "Laven! Not like this! This is not what I want!" I cried and shouted to my husband. "Aly, you know how much I wanted to have a child! But you can't give it to me!" he also shouted back at me. He makes me look like he loves me and I can't give him that. But not this way! No! This is not really what I want, eh! "You know that I won't have any more children, eh! But...Laven, I don't like this..." I begged as my sobs grew louder. It's s-sick to me. How could he do this to me? I'm his wife, do I think he loves me? "That's it! You can't give me a child!" he asked and even tweaked his own hair. He's obviously frustrated, isn't he? "Laven...we can adopt, eh..." I suggested which made him even more angry. "I don't like that! I want you to be mine, Aly, you can't give me a child so I came to Alica." My heart seems to be breaking because of what my husband did. I feel like my heart is being squeezed. That hurts. "I can't accept that, Laven! No!" Why is it that most of the women he gets pregnant are my cousins? Why still Alica? Why is he still...and when... "Laven..." I held my husband's foot and let the tears roll down my cheeks. What he did to me was so painful. "She's pregnant, Aly. Two months..." I finally fell to my knees and let go of Laven. "Let's separate, I want to marry her, Aly. I'm sorry." "Laven! L-Laven, please!" I called my husband and I was afraid... I was afraid of what would happen. I just looked at my husband who was leaving our house. I can't follow him because my knees are getting weak. I can not accept. Laven...this is not what I want, eh. Lord, why are you punishing me now? I love my husband very much... Don't take him away from me. Please... Don't do this to us. "Laven!" "Ally!" Jullie rushed to me. During the time that my husband did not come home to me, my cousin stayed here because he was wondering what I should do. "Jullie, stop my husband, please! Stop him from leaving!" "Aly, t-it's okay, please... Stop it. Leave your husband alone," Jullie also cried and begged me, which I quickly shook my head. "I-I can't, Jullie. I can't... I love him, I-I love him so much. I'm going to die, J-Jullie... I'm going to die if I lose him!" I promise I will still cry. Seeing me trying to get up from kneeling on the floor, my cousin hugged me tightly. "No! Let me go! I'll stop Laven! Let me go, Jullie!" I shouted. At that time I seemed to lose control of myself. I feel really crazy and scared. I'm afraid of being left by the man I love. "Laven!" I saw myself again kneeling in front of my husband carrying a huge suitcase. He decided to leave our mansion. He decided to leave me. He is ready to leave me... "Laven, please. Don't do this to me, please. I love you, I love you so much, Laven..." I begged and cried. "Let me go, Aly. Let me do this..." he said with difficulty, I sobbed and shook my head. "Don't, please? Just stay here... Don't leave me... I can't lose you, honey... I can't," I said and my voice broke. I really can't... I'd rather die than for him to leave me forever and he chooses my cousin Alica. "Don't you love me, hon? Why did you do this so quickly? Why did you let go of me so quickly? Do you still love me?" I love you..." I cried harder because of what I heard... "It's hard for me to do this too...but it's necessary. H-We won't be happy..." "You love me. Why would you leave me? Just stay here... Come back to me, please? Honey..." "I promised Alica, that my mother and her will be th
Rising From The Ashes: Her Sweet Revenge

Rising From The Ashes: Her Sweet Revenge

After three years of being the perfect, docile wife, I finally got pregnant. I hid the ultrasound report, planning to give my husband, Julian, a surprise for our anniversary. Instead, his mother and his mistress threw a divorce agreement on the table. The mistress proudly rubbed her flat stomach, claiming she was carrying the Carlisle family's heir. When Julian came home, he didn't even look at me. He threw photos of me with a male doctor on the floor, his eyes full of absolute disgust. "I don't want to hear your lies. Take this money and disappear from my world forever." He accused me of cheating and forced me to sign. I packed my bags, heartbroken but ready to raise my baby alone. But that night, the housekeeper brought me drugged milk and locked my bedroom door from the outside. I woke up to a raging inferno. They weren't just kicking me out; they were burning me alive to erase my existence. Clutching my stomach, I jumped from the second-story window, shattering my bones on the stone terrace. As I dragged my bleeding body away, I saw his mistress smiling in the shadows. Why was my love rewarded with such ruthless, murderous cruelty? Five years later, Chloe Turner is dead. I returned to New York as a powerful tech CEO with a new face and our three beautiful children. This time, I will crush his empire, destroy his mistress, and secretly take his bone marrow to save our dying daughter.