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A LOVE SO DIFFERENT

A LOVE SO DIFFERENT

The feeling of being betrayed comes with a price, a huge fear to love again, but is it all worth it? Is the risk worth taking?. Jessica Miller, an independent doctor yet an orphan, finds herself in a mess after losing her fiancée to her best friend. With rage, she ran out, drenched by the rain, only to find that a bloody stranger needed her help. She learned to find love again through him and learned to forget her pain, but what happens when she finds out she is pregnant for him, and that bloody stranger is no other than the mafia Lord of New York City. Is he willing to protect her, not minding his status? Or is she willing to take the next step? Find out on HIS SINISTER LOVE. _____________________________ CHAPTER ONE Pain, it's all Jessica Miller could feel as she walked through the rain-drenched. Painful memories kept flashing, and she let out a scream as she fell to the ground. " Should I end it?" "What is there to leave for?" She was confused and hurt as she stood up walking towards the bridge. She blamed her mom and dad for leaving her. ^Don't worry, your daughter will be United to you again," she whispered as if those words would encourage her. Now, she finally understood why dealing with the feeling of betrayal was difficult. If she could, she would have pulled her hair off but couldn't. So instead, she stood there staring out the water. A FEW HOURS AGO. "Jane, what do you think I should get for George?" Jessica asked excitedly. There will be an engagement party three days from now, and she can't wait. " You know our engagement is coming soon", Jessica added. On the other hand, her friends were texting someone, not feeling bothered with what Jessica was saying, she signed at her friend's hopeless situation. " You know, you won't find a man by looking at your phone all the time, there are many hot and single guys here, and you are missing out", she commented. She wasn't bothered, for the past few days, Jane has always been with her phone, she was going to continue shopping when she saw her phone beeping. There was an emergency surgery that needed her help. So before leaving the hospital, she instructed her staff to make sure they only called her for emergencies. "Ohh", she groaned, stamping her feet like a baby throwing a tantrum over a candy. "What?" Jane asked as the noise caught her attention, finally looking at her friend for the first time since they got here. "I'm going to miss tonight's dinner date with George. There is an emergency at work", she explained with great disappointment. She knew George wouldn't like this, he always complained about this, yet he knew she would understand, as she is earning for both of them. Moreover, George didn't work, yet she wouldn't complain cause he would prepare dinner before she returned home, and besides that, he was sweet and supportive. "This is not the first time you stood him up, Jessi, love, don't worry, he would understand, " Jane said, looking back at her phone, smiling, yep, the only thing she knew was her phone. " Ok, I guess I will leave then. Would you please help me call and explain things to him," Jessica instructed as she walked down the hallway leading to the parking lot? Then, she entered her car and drove off. Becca welcomed her at the moment she stepped in." Becca, are you alright" Jessica asked, worrying about her pale face. " Yes, ma", she answered stammering, it was unusual for her to stammer, causing Jessica to get concerned the most. "Sorry, Ma, but it was a false alarm ", Becca blunted out, closing her eyes not to see Jessica's reaction. "It's what? "Jessica asked, as she had just canceled her dinner date with George. Seeing the look on Becca's face made her calm down. Besides, it wasn't her first time getting a false alarm or an unrelated case, but she still comes to make sure nothing goes wrong, and if she looks at the bright side of things, she can finally go back to George. Maybe buy dinner on the way, since it was too late to cook. Becca answered with a nod, "ok, just call me whenever there is a real emergency this time", she said, leaving. She stopped at an eatery and ordered well-packaged food for her. She happily hummed as she drove, singing out loud as the music on the radio got the chorus. It was a love song, one she knew by heart. Getting to George home, she saw he had company with the extra female shoes outside. It must be Jane shoes, as it looks exactly like the pair Jane wore, "oh well, they will both have dinner together", she thought, this wasn't the first time, maybe Jane wanted to stay over, she added. Getting in, a trail of clothes welcomed her, and Jane and George were on the floor. She tried coming up with excuses, but she knew she could not lie to herself anymore. Finally, the trail of clothes ended in George's room. She swallowed nervously as she opened the door. Waving off, the pain hit her as she saw her best friend making out with her fiance. The bags dropped from her hands, drawing
THE HEART'S DILEMMA

THE HEART'S DILEMMA

"Experience the ageless force of genuine affection in this amazing story of dedication and motivation. From the star-crossed lovers Emily and Alex to the ages that follow, this story winds around a spellbinding story of affection, misfortune, and heritage. As two or three tracks down their own way to everlastingly, they are directed by the getting through soul of Emily and Alex's adoration, which proceeds to rouse and change lives. Join the excursion and find the extraordinary force of genuine romance that rises above time and situation."- "A broad sentiment that traverses ages, this story of genuine romance and dedication will catch your heart and rouse your spirit."- "From the second Emily and Alex met, their affection was bound to be incredible. Follow their excursion and find the force of genuine romance that rises above time and situation."- "An adoration that endures until the end of time? It's not only a fantasy. Emily and Alex's story is a demonstration of the groundbreaking force of genuine romance, rousing ages to come."- "Move cleared away by this legendary story of affection, misfortune, and inheritance. Emily and Alex's story will cause you to trust in the force of genuine romance once more."- "In this endearing and heartfelt story, love overcomes all - even great beyond. Join the excursion and find the getting through soul of Emily and Alex's adoration."- "A wonderful and piercing investigation of the human heart, this story will make you chuckle, cry, and trust in the force of genuine romance."- "Emily and Alex's affection is something beyond a story - an inheritance will motivate and change your life. Peruse their story and find the force of genuine romance for yourself."
The Devil's Secretary

The Devil's Secretary

" You're mine, little bird." My blood thrummed loudly in my ears as I crawled away from him on the floor. With long strides, he was already standing above me. He pulled me up and covered my mouth with his palm. Panic set in, my limbs shaking in terror. "You need a reminder of who you belong to." His mismatched eyes boring into mine. I shook my head, violently, tears wetting his hand over my mouth. He brought the knife to my face." Tell your lover, Zayden, not to get involved. I already graced you with the wedding. Marry him, but 7 days after the wedding, come back to Denver, where you belong." I nodded desperately, hoping he wouldn't hurt me. " I'll leave a souvenir." He chuckled and then dug the pocket knife into my side. **** Lillain's life is a delicate mess. Having survived her traumatic childhood by suppressing her memories, she has to do everything to survive, which includes agreeing to a contract marriage with her boss to have access to his wealth. Engage to Enigmatic and wealthy Zayden, she hides a dark secret. She's been threatened by a mysterious figure from her past. Her past was coming back to haunt her. Zayden eventually discovers her secrets and confronts her. But Lillian can't confide in him - she's trapped in a web of fear and trauma, leaving Zayden devastated with the fear of losing her. The biggest shock comes when the mysterious figure appears, his menacing presence threatening to destroy Lillian's carefully constructed plans. With her world spinning out of control, Lillian must make a choice: confront her demons or risk losing everything including the man she had fallen in love with. But Little did she know that she wasn't the only one keeping secrets. Zayden had secrets, secrets darker than hers.
The Divorce That Freed His Heart

The Divorce That Freed His Heart

The cryptic message flashed on my phone: coordinates and a chilling command – "Come get your father." My heart hammered as I raced to a remote construction site, mud sucking at my boots. But the man crumpled on the ground, twisted at an unnatural angle, wasn't my dad. It was Emily's father, barely clinging to life, his face a bruised mess. Then Emily called, her voice cold and devoid of concern. "An ambulance? Don't be ridiculous, Liam. Do you have any idea what kind of scandal that would cause? I have the quarterly review next week and a promotion on the line." I stammered, "He's barely clinging to life!" "Then it's inconvenient timing," she said, her voice like ice. "Just get him out of there." I watched, frozen, as two burly men loaded her father onto a stretcher like a sack of debris, a piece of my own father's birdhouse, a gift tossed into the back of the van. "His death is so inconvenient," Emily' s voice echoed in my head. Back home, Emily and her friend Mark, her smirking business rival, accused my father of exploiting her, blaming him even for the birdhouse. My mother's jewelry box, the last tangible link to her, was shattered by Mark, its contents spilled across the floor. A cold, clear rage flooded me. I knew the truth, a truth they were desperately trying to bury. "The man you had beaten and left to die," I roared, pointing at Emily. "The man whose body you had dumped like trash… was your father." I had endured years of her father's criticism, her belittling, her financial exploitation. But now, something had snapped. I met her gaze, a numb certainty settling in. "I want a divorce."
Reborn As The Billionaire's Vengeful Queen

Reborn As The Billionaire's Vengeful Queen

Adelina Hughes stood at the altar, holding her breath as she waited for her fiancé to say his vows. Instead of saying "I do," Carter gave her a chilling smirk just as the massive screen behind them flickered. Explicit, cleverly doctored photos of Adelina tangled with another man flashed for all the elite guests to see. The ballroom instantly erupted into venomous whispers. "On her wedding day... how shameless." Carter recoiled from her touch in disgust and publicly terminated their engagement. Her adoptive father stood up, roaring that the Hughes family no longer had a daughter. Her stepsister, Caroline, rushed to her side, pretending to be a supportive maid of honor for the crowd. "Just admit it, sister. This is what you deserve," Caroline whispered poisonously into her ear, before secretly shoving Adelina off the raised dais. Adelina's head cracked against the hard marble steps, and she fell into a deep coma, discarded by the man she loved and abandoned by her family. As her consciousness faded into the dark, Adelina felt the crushing weight of a lifetime of quiet suffering. She had endured the cold indifference of her adoptive parents and the constant sabotage of her stepsister, only to be framed and murdered on her wedding day. But the darkness didn't claim her. Instead, the soul of a betrayed, battle-hardened military commander code-named "Alpha" awakened in her broken body. Wiping away the ugly makeup her abusers had forced her to wear, the new Adelina looked at her flawless reflection in the mirror and made a silent vow. She would march straight to City Hall, marry the city's most dangerous billionaire to unlock her nine-figure trust fund, and make them all pay a thousand times over.
Married to Escape Her Grasp

Married to Escape Her Grasp

For five years, the hum of servers was the only soundtrack to my quiet exile in Havenwood. I' d traded city lights for a beige cubicle in a tech support call center, a far cry from the life I once knew, after a spectacular fall from grace orchestrated by my ex-fiancée, Sophia Davis. I found a strange peace, a quiet contentment, building a new life from the wreckage of the old. Then, Sophia, flanked by her new fiancé, Mark, waltzed into my office, their expensive city clothes a stark violation of my humble world. She sneered at my surroundings, then offered me a "chance" to return to the city-as her pet project, if I' d just apologize. The entire office fell silent, my colleagues watching, seeing my only escape. I finally looked up, calm, and delivered the blow: "I'm married." Sophia froze, her face contorting in rage, shrieking about me lying, about who I could possibly marry in "this wasteland." Mark mocked my hypothetical wife, suggesting some "desperate single mom." My jaw tightened. "You don't get to talk about my wife," I growled, standing to tower over him. Sophia, furious, spotted a box of clumsy friendship bracelets my colleagues' children had made for my wife, and deliberately stomped on them, grinding them into the dirty floor. "Pathetic," she spat, her vicious satisfaction palpable. As she and Mark left, I stared at the crushed innocence, and for the first time in five years, a cold, hard anger began to burn. How could I have let myself be so naive, to truly believe I had escaped her?