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Destined

Destined

Blurb, warning and disclaimer: A boy who is partially paralysed meets a girl. They fall in love. Cliched right? We have read this in several stories, seen this on television, nothing new. But . . . But what if this is not the end? What if it's just the beginning? ●Synopsis : "I am on my best behaviour today mother, but is she mute? Can't she talk? And she is standing there like a dumb! Are you sure that she is capable of being an assistant! You know right, how much I hate dumb people! " Kevin said staring straight at Eva. "This is it" Eva mumbled, this Kevin Wright was literally getting on her nerves. "You know Mr Wright there is a proverb which I am sure you haven't heard of! 'Empty vessels make more noise'! I am standing here quietly that doesn't imply that I am dumb. May be I am much wiser to answer to your stupid rants." fumed Eva. "And just because you are on wheelchair, that doesn't make me sympathetic towards you. So I would request you to behave properly with me and maintain the decorum of the relationship between a boss and a personal assistant." ▪Warning▪ ● First, It's not an extraordinary book but cliché. So don't expect too much. You all will find similarities with other stories, but don't blame me, I grew up reading those.😎😎 ● Second, this was the very first story that I have written, which definitely can get the award of 'best worst written story' of all time. ● Third, I have tried as much as possible to proof read, but being a human it's possible that I have missed certain mistakes. Feel free to criticise. Constructive criticism is very much welcomed. So if you are still reading after all above warnings, well, all the best. 😂😂 ▪Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
His Other Family, My Shattered Life

His Other Family, My Shattered Life

The two pink lines on the pregnancy test were a burst of pure joy, and I immediately called my husband, Ethan, a hero firefighter in our Cleveland hometown. His voice on the phone was full of such happiness it brought tears to my eyes as he promised to come straight home. But he never made it; a massive warehouse fire claimed his life, leaving me a pregnant widow, heartbroken and clinging to his identical twin brother' s comforting vow to take care of me. My grief turned into a living nightmare when the arsonist gang Ethan had put away began harassing and attacking me, spray-painting threats on my door and cornering me in dark alleyways. I nearly lost our baby, trapped in a relentless cycle of fear and isolation, with the man I believed was my brother-in-law "protecting" me. Then, fleeing another violent break-in, I overheard an earth-shattering conversation at the Clark family home that revealed the horrifying truth: Ethan was alive. He had faked his own death, letting me mourn him while he lived comfortably with his brother's widow, Molly, who was also pregnant with his child, coldly waiting for "a little more time" before returning to me. The man I loved and grieved watched me suffer, watched me nearly lose our baby, all while orchestrating my pain and prioritizing his other family. How could the hero I adored be such a monster, betraying me so cruelly for a woman he thought more "fragile" than his suffering wife and unborn child? With the image of his charred helmet now nothing but a symbol of his monstrous lie, I made a desperate call, accepting firefighter Andy Lester' s wild offer to marry him-for protection, for escape, for a chance to finally run.
A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush

A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush

Blair Glover watched the man she had secretly loved for five years get abandoned at the altar. To secure his billionaire family's trust fund, Judge Harrell needed a bride immediately, so Blair stepped out of the pews and volunteered. He accepted without hesitation, but his dark eyes evaluated her like a cheap piece of real estate. The consequences of her impulsive sacrifice were brutal and immediate. Right after signing the marriage certificate, Judge abandoned her at City Hall to deal with another woman's emergency. When she moved into his lifeless penthouse that night, she found a fresh, smeared lipstick stain on his collar. Worse, the public backlash was vicious. Her classmates branded her a manipulative gold digger, slashed her paintings, and destroyed her university art studio with red paint. Blair had alienated her fiercely protective family and thrown her peaceful life away just to be near him. Yet, after using his massive wealth to rescue her from the campus mob, Judge simply tossed a leather folder of "Cohabitation Rules" into her lap. "Do not fall in love with me. That is a breach of contract." Staring at the cold, calculating CEO, Blair swallowed her heartbreak and wiped the ruined paint from her hands. If he wanted to treat this marriage as a ruthless transaction, she would gladly play along. She was going to take the Harrell name, build her own empire, and make the untouchable billionaire break his own rules.