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Whispers After Midnight: The Promise

Whispers After Midnight: The Promise

She thought he was her dream-until he became her wrecking ball. Mia believed in fairy tales because her parents lived one. Raised in love, she dreamed of a man like her father: gentle, loyal, and kind. So when Noah Bradford walked in with a charming smile and stormy eyes, she thought she had found forever. But Noah wasn't a dream. He was every warning wrapped in temptation. At twenty-five, he used love like a weapon. Haunted by a past where love meant betrayal, he vowed never to feel again. Mia wasn't special-just another target. She should have walked away. But Mia stayed. Even when it hurt, even when he tried to break her, she held on-believing love could fix him. Then came Christian Turner. Assigned as Mia's bodyguard, he quickly became more than a shadow. Calm, protective, and quietly intense, Christian vowed to keep her safe-because in his eyes, Mia's tears weren't just pain. They were danger. And Noah had done nothing but make her cry. Christian's mission is clear: protect Mia, even if it means standing between her and the man she still loves. Even if Noah dares to return. But Mia's heart isn't the only thing at risk. Ava, the woman who discarded Noah, wants him back. Hannah, the only woman he ever loved, has unfinished business. And Isabella-Mia's younger sister-is hungry for Noah, and the family fortune, too. Trapped between her past and a man who would burn the world to protect her, Mia must face the truth: sometimes love doesn't heal. It destroys. Will she walk away with her heart intact or lose herself trying to save someone who never wanted to be saved?
His regret: Can't win me back

His regret: Can't win me back

"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
Taming My Silent Billionaire Contract Husband

Taming My Silent Billionaire Contract Husband

I transmigrated into a novel as the cannon-fodder wife of Garrison Harvey, an ice-cold Wall Street billionaire. According to the original plot, my fake best friend Adelaide was sitting across from me right now, secretly recording me complaining about my suffocating marriage. That single audio clip breached my strict prenuptial agreement. Because of it, I was thrown out of the penthouse with absolutely nothing. I can still feel the freezing rain hitting my face and the rough concrete scraping my knees. I remember Garrison handing me the divorce papers without a single word or a second glance. And I remember Adelaide standing in the warm luxury lobby, smiling her perfectly contoured smile as she watched me freeze on the streets. Until my last breath, my lungs burned with bitter injustice. Why did I let a fake friend manipulate me into giving up my wealth? Why did I expect romance from a mute, robotic CEO instead of just taking the money? Blinking hard, the blurry cafe sharpened into focus. I was back. Adelaide was leaning forward, her phone face-down with the red recording timer running, coaxing me to vent about my husband. Instead of falling into her trap, I stretched my lips into a flawless, sickeningly sweet smile. "Torture?" I said loudly, making sure the microphone caught every word. "I have absolutely nothing to complain about. Garrison is the most perfect husband in all of New York." This time, I'm treating my icy contract husband like my ultimate VIP client, and that massive trust fund will be mine.
Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress

Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress

When the Pollard family kicked Alyssa out into the freezing rain, Walter threw a ten-thousand-dollar check into a dirty puddle. "Take it and get out. Don't ever come back," he sneered. Her adoptive mother and stepsister stood on the mansion's porch, mocking her as a worthless country girl who tarnished their wealthy name. They laughed, claiming she wouldn't even be able to afford community college and would be begging on the streets in a week. They looked at her cheap clothes and worn backpack with absolute disgust. They were completely unaware that for the past five years, Alyssa was the secret mastermind who had built their failing gallery into a multi-million-dollar investment empire. Every key investment, every fortune they made, came from the anonymous notes she had slipped into their unread books. They genuinely believed they were business geniuses, while treating the true architect of their wealth like a stray dog. Looking at their smug, arrogant faces, Alyssa didn't feel a shred of sadness, only a cold, sharp irony. They actually believed they had raised her. She stepped close, whispered the master code to Walter's most secret offshore account, and watched the blood completely drain from his face. "I raised you," she said, turning her back on the mansion without hesitation. Walking into the storm, she pulled out a heavily encrypted phone and gave a single, cold order. "Initiate a full hostile takeover of the Pollard Group." It was time to end this little game and step into her true life—as the world's most elusive medical genius, and the long-lost billionaire heiress of the Summers dynasty.
The Unwanted Heiress And Her Cold Billionaire

The Unwanted Heiress And Her Cold Billionaire

Brea Sinclair was finally brought back to her wealthy biological family in New York after years in the Rust Belt. She thought they had missed her, but the reality was sickening. They only brought her back to be a walking bone marrow bank to cure her sister, Caitlynn. Tied to a wooden chair in an abandoned warehouse, Brea could only watch as Caitlynn smiled triumphantly and confessed a horrific truth. Their mother hadn't died of a sudden illness; the Sinclair family had poisoned her for her trust fund. To ensure Brea couldn't fight the marrow harvesting, Caitlynn had a contractor douse the concrete floor in gasoline. "A tragic fire leaving you with third-degree burns and in a comatose state will make the hospital paperwork so much easier." With a serene smile, Caitlynn tossed a lit match into the fuel. As the wall of orange fire swallowed her, melting her clothes to her blistering skin, Brea choked on the smoke and her own distilled hatred. Through the agonizing pain, she swore a silent, bloody oath: if there was a next life, she would carve them all to pieces. Opening her eyes, the roaring fire and searing heat instantly vanished, replaced by the mechanical rumbling of train tracks. She was staring at her unburned, eighteen-year-old reflection in a grimy window. She was back on the night train to New York, on the exact day her nightmare began. This time, she was going to tear the Sinclair family apart from the inside.
Love Is An Experiment

Love Is An Experiment

"Sign it." He said, stretching out the file. "I'm not going to sign that paper, Carlton."  I felt vulnerable and scared. I turned to Carlton, and his eyes just cut right through me. Instantly, a huge lump formed in my throat. "I... I... don't..." Carlton's expression suddenly softened. He sat next to me and reached out to cup my chin gently. I felt a shiver run down my spine as his hand brushed against my skin. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything, I just need this. I won't use it against you." He said gently. I hesitated for a moment, staring into his eyes before I took the pen and file from him with trembling fingers. I signed where necessary and gave it back to him. He stood, kissed the top of my head, and head for the door, but stopped in front of my wardrobe, where the lingerie he had ordered to be brought to my room was. His eyes fell back on me, his lips thinning into a line. "That's the only relationship we have now, Good night, Samantha." He said and closed the door. What? When tragedy strikes, Samantha Jones's life is turned upside down. Forced to drop out of high school and take on a secret life as a stripper, she's desperate for a way out. Her desperate life takes a drastic turn when she's propositioned by billionaire Carlton Williams - MARRY ME, AND I'LL GIVE YOU THE WORLD. But there's a catch: he's only using her to secure his inheritance Samantha's willing to do whatever it takes to provide for her sister, even if it means being a pawn in Carlton's game. Will their arrangement ignite into something more, or will the secrets and lies tear them apart? Find out.
His Unwanted Fiancée's Regret

His Unwanted Fiancée's Regret

Ethan Miller clutched the sleek, cream-colored wedding invitation, just one month away from marrying Isabelle Rossi, the brilliant surgeon he' d chased for years. He had moved to New York for her, patiently building a life focused entirely on her, genuinely believing his unwavering devotion had finally won over the enigmatic "ice queen." His blissful world shattered instantly when Isabelle, with chilling composure, unveiled her new "mission": to become a surrogate mother for Leo Ramsey, her dying mentor's son – a monumental decision made unilaterally, completely sidelining their entire shared future. Ethan was left reeling, heart splintered, watching his fiancée consistently prioritize a stranger's baby and her career "duty" over their impending marriage and the family they were meant to build. He endured her casual neglect, observing her unwavering focus on Leo-from comforting him publicly at a funeral to abandoning Ethan, soaked and alone, in a torrential downpour. The ultimate, soul-crushing betrayal arrived on a hospital rooftop, where Isabelle, cornered by a grief-crazed man, screamed, "Take him [Ethan] instead!" pushing Ethan forward as a sacrifice to save her precious Leo. In that horrific moment, a cold, sickening clarity washed over Ethan: he was utterly disposable, a mere convenience in her meticulously constructed life, his love meaningless compared to her ambition. How could the woman he adored, his fiancée, so callously throw him to the wolves? The gut-wrenching realization left him shattered, suffocated by disbelief and searing agony. Fueled by a desperate, reckless fury, Ethan seized his phone and defiantly posted on social media: "Wedding in a month, need a new bride. Any takers? Serious inquiries only." To his astonishment, his sharp-witted, refreshingly direct childhood friend, Chloe Davis, replied, her half-joking, half-serious offer sparking an audacious, life-altering pact that promised him a radical escape and a chance to truly begin again.