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The Heiress's

The Heiress's

CRYSTAL POV. I just arrived at the school where daddy said that it was good for me to study here because his businessman friend owned it. Even though I don’t want it here, I follow it knowing what it wants to happen Btw I’m Crystal Mendoza 16yrs of age. 5’6 in height beautiful smart white pretty sharp some, Has a sexy physique. And has shoulder -length hair. According to when daddy brought me to this school. He also left and said that he would pick me up later when I was about to enter the school gate. Suddenly, I heard the screams of the female students. The SALCEDO brothers are already there, I just heard them say that but I'm the type of person who doesn't like to be curious about such things, means I'm not a gossip. I kept going inside to hopefully go to the principal/teachers room to submit my record card, when suddenly a blue car stopped in front of me. It almost hit me so I was very shocked. I approached the car without hesitation and knocked on its window. Hey. Do you know how to drive? Oh you just want to hit me I said to the person inside. I know he can see me on the inside but I can’t see him/her inside because the glass window of his car is tinted. I saw the surrounding students and they were looking at me but I didn't have a handkerchief, we were still in front of the car window. Soon after the car window opened and a man with long hair came up to me. curly. Oh What miss? If you complain, I'll give you a minute cold and stuck, he said, I raised my eyebrows when he said that. I immediately heard the laughter of the students Maybe because of what he said, hey I just want you to apologize because I almost collided with my language here, without even changing the aura of his face. His face reaction was very chill, just. Guys did you heard what she’s saying? She wants me to apologize on what I’ve done? Oh seriously? Btw girl I don't think you know what you're telling me to apologize to you? Okay I’m introducing myself my name is Michael SALCEDO and I am the youngest son of the owner of this school so if I still get you off, leave in front of me right now. After he said that, I wasn't even hooked. I acted normal at the same time. of its face. Why, this woman really tried me, ah, I even heard her say that and she immediately got out of her car, but I didn’t even leave my position. When it was in front of me it stood in front of me and it looked me in the face with no emotion ?? What makes you so sorry? I still have a question here ?? While I was staring at him? My gosh he is too tall compared to me. But my parents did not raise me to be oppressive and weak, so it was obvious that I was overwhelmed by its height. I continue my courageous showing to the students here. I noticed that he raised his hand so I closed my eyes hoping that he would slap me but no, he touched the collar of my unformed and he lifted me. What will fight kapaba? He asked. While I was on the air today, it was embarrassing because the students were laughing so I turned a blind eye, but I heard a gentle voice say that the youngest girl, please come down and go to your class. After saying that, the man with the cold voice was surprised to find out that I had fallen to the ground, I was shocked to hear the crash of the car of the son of the owner of this school. It's embarrassing because the students are looking at me now and I heard what they were saying about what I did to that michal. I did not know they ignored and I immediately stood up suddenly with a hand exposed in front of me. Are you okay? The gentle voice guy pala? I accepted his hand and I immediately stood up and looked at his face, he was also tall and he looked like the man before, I'm sorry my brother was really naughty then he said. I nodded and at the same time thanked him and said goodbye that he was leaving okay, he just replied see you around, he added. I was about to leave when suddenly someone came and immediately told the students that what else are you building us there so you can go to your classes? It's also tall and Maybe it's his brother who is opposite me even the one who was stuck before! So they are the SALCEDO brothers ?? I didn't waste any more time and I went to the teachers office room, I shouldn't be affected by what happened today focus on your goals crystals I said in my mind. FAST FORWARD Finally, I feel like I've had a very long day and I'm now outside the school gate to wait for daddy. It's just that it didn't take long and he came too. But mommy was with her. As we were driving down the road to our home, my mommy asked me how was my first day at school? I lied to her and said it's okay, that's why she said Thank you for that and the silence has already existed with the three of us. I also closed my eyes so that I could fall asleep at least a little bit. But maybe half an hour later I was surprised when I suddenly heard a loud collision and when I opened my eyes we were the ones who collided with the car and my thigh
Too Late, My King: She's The Champion Now

Too Late, My King: She's The Champion Now

I was Elara Vance, a reclusive artist who found her only solace in the vast VR world of Aethelgard, playing as my plain, unnoticeable avatar, Nightshade. For three loyal years, I was Soulbound to ApexKing, the game's golden boy and a real-life CEO, faithfully by his side despite the brutal forum mockery of our mismatched appearance. But then, a new star, SugarRush, burst onto the scene, brazenly stealing my old, anonymous art identity, "HoneyDew." On our three-year anniversary, in a public spectacle before the entire server, ApexKing shamelessly gave the rare "Twinflame" set I'd painstakingly crafted for him to her, before callously dissolving our bond and calling me a "placeholder." The humiliation intensified as he branded me a guild thief, placing a massive real-money bounty on my head, turning every player against me. My carefully guarded anonymity shattered when Tiffany Bellwether, SugarRush herself, doxxed my real identity and sent thugs to threaten me. Hunted relentlessly in-game and stalked in reality, my world imploded. How could the man who' d once sworn "against the world" with me believe every calculated lie from a gold-digging impersonator, dismissing three years of unwavering loyalty? The injustice boiled, leaving a raw, festering wound, and a single, burning question: why me? But rock bottom ignited a cold, dangerous fury. I refused to be a victim any longer. When a powerful, enigmatic rogue, RiverWraith, mysteriously offered his protection, I knew it was time to step out of the shadows. I would expose Tiffany' s fraud, clear Nightshade' s name, and reclaim every piece of my stolen life.
Phoenix Project: Her True Self

Phoenix Project: Her True Self

The date of my father' s funeral, circled in red on the kitchen calendar, also marked the day I decided to leave Mark. The decision settled into me with a cold, hollow certainty as I washed dishes, my hands immersed in warm water but my soul feeling frozen. Then, a black government car pulled up, out stepped General Sterling, my father' s commanding officer and once mine, now the only one who checked in on me. He sat in my living room, explaining the program needed me, that my name was at the top of the list for the elite "Phoenix" project. I, Elara Vance, once an expert pilot, a national hero who saved lives, now spent my days scrubbing floors, my hands chapped and unpolished. Just as the General tried to remind me of the woman I used to be, the front door burst open. My son, Leo, raced in with Julia, our neighbor, and her son Cody, excitedly showing off an expensive drone Julia had bought for him, a replacement for one Mark had claimed was "falling apart." Mark, my husband, walked in right behind them, beaming, ruffling Leo's hair, completely ignoring me and the uniformed General in our living room. He looked right past me, telling me to "make some snacks for the boys" as if I were a servant, a humiliation that burned, a decorated officer reduced to fetching food in my own home. Julia gave me a sweet, pitying smile, while my son cheered as Mark replaced my framed picture in my flight suit with the drone box on the mantel. Mark then cruelly asserted that my dead father and my past meant nothing, that I was "weak" and had "gotten soft," while Julia suggested I was unwell and should "lie down." Then, Leo, my own son, shoved me. I fell, hitting the coffee table, a blinding pain shooting through me; through the agony, I saw Leo's triumphant face and Cody's subtle thumbs-up-they had planned it. Lying in the hospital, my hip throbbing, I overheard Cody and Leo gloating about their plan: my injury meant I' d "go away for a long time," and Julia could replace me, becoming Leo' s new mother. My son, my own flesh and blood, had been turned against me, wishing I was "more like your mom," echoing Mark' s casual cruelty and Julia' s saccharine poison, shattering the last fragments of hope for my family. In that sterile, silent room, a cold, hard clarity descended: the lie I' d been living was over, and the bond with them was severed. The medical staff then revealed Julia needed a directed blood donation, as I was a match for her rare type. Mark, accompanied by Julia, demanded I give blood to the woman who conspired against me, showing more concern for her than for his injured wife. "No," I said, looking at him with pity. General Sterling reappeared, revealing Julia's anemia was chronic and had disqualified her from military service years ago. Understanding the game, I agreed to the donation, knowing it would lull them into a false sense of security, a final act before destroying their carefully constructed world. Drained and alone after the donation, Leo visited, offering a wilted flower, murmuring that Cody said I' d be mad and "probably won\'t come home." Watching him walk away, every flicker of maternal instinct died; he was theirs, and I was finally, blessedly free. Two days later, discharged, I returned to a house reeking of Julia' s perfume, my photo gone, and Julia directing a cleaning lady in my kitchen. When Mark, irritated, said I was "in no position to make demands" and tried to physically escort me to my room, something snapped. In one fluid motion, I sidestepped his grab, used his momentum against him, and pinned him face-down on the living room carpet in a compliance hold. "You are mistaken," I whispered, my voice that of Commander Vance, of Phoenix. "I am not weak. I am not your patient. And this is not your house." I ordered Julia out, then walked out myself, leaving Mark and Julia in the ruins of the life they thought they controlled, ready to reclaim my own.
A Celebrity Wife Yet A Nobody

A Celebrity Wife Yet A Nobody

Imagine waking up the following morning after an incredible bed activities with a random woman you met at the club . Then you look at that random woman who was on mask last night ,she is none but your best friend wife! Nate woke up to see his best friend wife , Mirabelle naked on the bed with him in an hotel .Worst nightmare came when Mirabelle became pregnant for him. ... Mirabelle Arlo , a decent teenager living her life as simple as she can ,chasing her dreams ,she wants to be a lawyer, had a one night stand with a famous actor Nate , which created a bond between them ,Nate loves Mirabelle but he is proud to admit and tell her . Everything was going well between Nate and Mirabelle not until the Prince family came telling her she is betrothed to their son,Miguel,a famous popstar and has to marry him. Why would she marry at a young age when she has a dream to chase , Why will she marry Miguel when she loves Nate ? Miguel hates Mirabelle with everything in him; She is from a middle class family , she doesn't put on make ups ,doesn't wear sexy dresses . Mirabelle also doesn't like Miguel ,On their first day of meeting he told her straight that she irritates him , getting married to that type of man means hell! To save both dads ,they have to get married .They hated each other but has to get married or their dads dies . Nate regretted losing Mirabelle to Miguel who maltreated her. A love triangle between an actor, musician and a peasant girl. Lots of drama as Mirabelle became pregnant for Nate and as she discover a lot of lies and dirty deeds by her in-law family. Mirabelle who was a weak, naive, easy to manipulate woman suddenly become a strong and powerful woman through the help of Nate. She dig up terrible events done by the prince family, bringing them down. Miguel seeing how powerful Mirabelle is, asked for forgiveness, he wants her back but Mirabelle had had enough, she wants revenge especially when she found out Miguel was behind her dad death, she wants revenge and revenge she must have!
The Clumsy Mermaid

The Clumsy Mermaid

A BABY FOR BILLIONAIRE KNOX (The Clumsy Mermaid) Blurb His hands covered her boobs and she began to tremble. “You are so beautiful." Knox said with his eyes on her just studying her body. "Knox...I think we...shouldn't...” Eretia paused. "Do you want me to stop?" Knox asked. Eretia stared at him. Her nipples going hard and her belly quivering. "Why do...you want...to do this?" “I want you to have a desire to comeback here when you return to your world." Knox answered with sincerity in his tone. “But—“ He brushed his mouth against hers cutting off her intended words. His hands gently cupping her breasts. “This is your first right? Or am I wrong?" He asked amidst kisses. “No...no...I haven't...done it with anyone.” Eretia stuttered. “Same here." Knox coaxed. Meet Knox Martins, a billionaire and who also happens to be a big time celebrity. You see, Knox Martins is stone-headed and cold-hearted. He hates to hear the word “love.” He despises his mother for just one reason - he believes that she killed his father even though he had crashed in a plane that had killed a thousand of people. Eretia, a mermaid, a lady of the ocean who has special singing powers that is enough to hear the words of the sea. She washes up to the shore of a sea, injured and alone - far away from home. She is found by a young surgeon who is kind enough to bring her into his home. And soon enough, Knox Martins meets Eretia who happens to be a hired maid by his mom after she makes a deal to reconcile both mother and son. Will the relationship between the earth and the sea ever get the chance to bloom? Or will it whither away when they are apart in their separate worlds.
When the Wife Disappeared

When the Wife Disappeared

My tenth wedding anniversary, but the simmering lobster bisque couldn’t mask the acrid taste of my husband’s lies. Mike, the man I’d built a life with, was openly having an affair with a twenty-something influencer, Skyler, her perfectly curated Instagram a brazen display of my unraveling world. The real agony began when our young son, Leo, innocently spoke of "Aunt Sky," recounting secret adventures and sugary treats, blissfully unaware he was a pawn in his father’s cruel game. Mike’s betrayal deepened into an insidious wound as he used our child, poisoning Leo against me, while claiming he was saving a vintage champagne for "a special occasion" that he'd uncork for Skyler on *our* anniversary. But the final, gut-wrenching blow came when Skyler sent a text: a picture of her draped provocatively across *my* bed, wearing *my* husband’s shirt, flaunting her conquest with a chilling message: "#Upgrade." My life, my home, my dignity, shattered into a million pieces, while he, completely oblivious, hummed about a "surprise" he had planned for my birthday. The pain, the humiliation, the sheer audacity of it all was suffocating; divorce felt too clean, too easy for him, as if he could simply walk away unscathed. My heart splintered further when Leo, confused and innocent, asked if "Aunt Sky" would be his new mommy, a question Mike himself had evidently planted. There was no turning back, no hope for repair; in that moment of absolute despair and righteous fury, I knew Ellie Hayes had to die. And Mike Hayes, the man who had stolen my future and poisoned my son, would watch his entire world burn down around him, ensuring he would finally pay the true, devastating price for his betrayal.
My Husband Mistress

My Husband Mistress

"You are so rude! Are you really flirting in the office? Are you going to fool me again?" I screamed. "You." I faced my sister again. "I'm your sister, i aren't ? Why did you do that to my husband? How did you do this, SISTER?" I stress the word 'sister'. "My sister! You should be my sympathizer in these times. But what did you do? But where are you? You hurt me. And you're still hurting me, you animal." And I tweaked her again, I even pushed her. She didn't fight back. Nate tried to stop me but once he tried to stop me, I punched him hard and slapped him. "Don't try to stop me Nate, because if I did nothing at first but run and cry now I won't do something that will make me look miserable!" I exclaimed angrily. And my sister was tweaked again. "Please Elle it's okay." sHe was crying. I slapped her so hard that she leaned over. It cries. "That's enough? Are you kidding me?" I said sarcastically, I even faked a laugh. "I would be the one to tell you that. I would be the one to tell you THAT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M SICK. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M BROKEN. HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO FOOL ME? ACCEPT YOU. YOU ARE ANIMALS!" I still scream. And i was slapped her again and then pushed, causing her bag to fall and its contents scattered. "Kelly." Nate shouted and helped Kelly to her feet. Attention turned to a small rectangular object on the floor. My knees went soft while looking at it. I approached it and looked closely, it had two lines, which means 'positive'. My lips are trembling, but I managed to ask anyway. "D-Don't tell me........ ......Y-You're...... .....p-pregnant.......? .....w-with my h-h-husb-band?"
Reborn at Thirty: His Ultimate Regret

Reborn at Thirty: His Ultimate Regret

The piercing beep of the carbon monoxide detector was the last sound I heard on Christmas Eve, my thirtieth birthday. Then, a searing pain, and I gasped awake, not in my cold, dark apartment, but in a sterile, bright hospital room, giving birth. I was twenty-five again, watching Liam, my charismatic husband, and his perfectly coiffed mother, Brenda, barely acknowledge our newborn son, Leo. I remembered my first life: Liam' s growing indifference, sacrificing my culinary dreams for a love that was never returned, watching my son embrace another woman. The pain of that life, more real than the lingering ache of childbirth, burned in my gut: I vowed I would not live that life again. When Chloe, the woman Liam had left me for, showed up at our door, ostensibly as a "colleague," and I overheard Liam confessing that I was nothing more than "the next best thing," "a substitute." My heart shattered, but this time, it forged ice. When Liam sabotaged my return to the culinary world, taking the restaurant opportunity I had secured and handing it to Chloe, then poaching my entire team, all to publicly humiliate me. The numbness shattered, replaced by a white-hot, furious clarity: This was war. I walked into his office, saw Chloe perched on his desk, and told him, "Liam, I want a divorce." He followed me to Paris, trying to reclaim me, but I refused, winning the culinary competition he' d tried to sabotage. I knew, with sickening certainty, that he had lost the best part of himself. I built my own kingdom, and the future was a blank page, and for the first time, I was the one holding the pen.