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The Woman He Threw Away

The Woman He Threw Away

For ten years, Liam was my world. I was the silent force behind Aegis, his tech empire, turning a garage startup into a titan on the brink of its IPO. Every all-nighter, every neutralized threat, every high-stakes deal – I was there, a ghost in the shadows, believing his promise: "Once Aegis goes public, Ava… I' ll make you my wife." But tonight, at the pre-IPO celebration, I overheard him. He called me a "loyal old dog," suitable only for a "generous severance package," while declaring his intention to marry "pure, clean" Chloe. My world shattered. The man I loved, the man I sacrificed everything for, saw me as something disposable, a liability from a past he wanted to bury. He said Chloe was the "prize at the top," and I was merely a "partner for the climb." The ultimate betrayal, a decade of my life reduced to a job, my loyalty deemed an investment he' d now pay out with calculated interest. I walked through hell for him, taking bullets and doing his dirty work so his hands could stay "clean," only to be cast aside for being "unclean" myself. Then, he was kidnapped. And even after he threw me away like trash, I walked into a den of armed killers, taking two bullets for him, just to cut the final ties. He ran straight to his new love, leaving me bleeding on the cold concrete. Now, he' s back, crawling, begging for forgiveness and offering me everything-his company, his name, his future-because his "prize" betrayed him. But I'm not a trophy to be won back. He shattered me, and I refuse to be pieced back together for his convenience. My past is a battlefield, my scars are my resume, and this time, I choose myself.
PREGNANT WITH THE COLD CEO'S BABY

PREGNANT WITH THE COLD CEO'S BABY

Kaira Yaren wakes up with no memory of the man who left her pregnant. Just a pounding headache. She's mocked and shamed by people she called her family. She refuses to endanger her child's life even if it means continuously stepping on her. Meanwhile, Damian James, the cold-hearted billionaire heir, retrieves his lost memories of that one steamy night, after a discussion with his sick father about an arranged marriage, which he despised. He hates staying under the same roof with someone he barely knows except it's business related. But since the chairman made it clear that it would be someone he knows, someone he took as his sister, with no romantic feelings attached, can never be his wife. Hence, to satisfy his father about the marriage issues and ease his concerns. He planned to find the woman he had spent a night with. To him, he hates romantic feelings. He was going to find her only to offer a contract marriage. Just a business. As she's the perfect fit- Vulnerable, quiet, at least that he remembered. What he doesn't know is that she's carrying his child. And by the time Damian discovers the truth, it's already late.. His younger brother, Oliver is already in love with her. Now, Kairan became the only thing Damian has ever wanted after falling in love with her. So was Kaira's favorite cousin, Tony. Whom she thought only cared for her because they were family, but it turned out he had always harbored romantic feelings for her. Three men love a woman, each with a special story and bond with her. With whom do you think she would go? The cold-hearted billionaire with whom they had a night together? Or the others whom she cares dearly for. A must-read!
THE BADBOY Baby Doll

THE BADBOY Baby Doll

THE BADBOY'S Baby Doll "So you're admitting you're a bad person?" I teased. "I'm a bad boy." "Then that makes me a bad girl?" "No." He gently tilted my chin upward. His eyes locked onto mine. A dark smirk appeared on his lips. "You're beautiful like a doll. Feisty and strong." His voice dropped lower. "So I'd say you're the Badboy's Baby Doll." ★★ Everyone knows Trevor Macall. The ruthless king of Dominant High School. Trevor Macall was every girl's fantasy and every student's nightmare- a dangerously handsome bad boy with a cold heart, a ruthless reputation, and secrets buried so deep that no one dared to uncover them. Then Claudia Jackson walks into his world... She had never been good at following rules. Unlike everyone else, Claudia refuses to bow to Trevor's reputation. She challenges him, fights back, and sees beyond the cold mask he wears. One unexpected encounter turns into countless collisions, heated arguments become irresistible attraction, and before either of them realizes it, the girl who was supposed to stay away becomes the only one capable of breaking through Trevor's walls. For the first time, Trevor finds himself wanting to protect someone more than he wants to protect his secrets. But love has never been kind to people like them. But loving Trevor means becoming a target, because the closer she gets to him, the more dangerous his world becomes. As enemies emerge from the shadows, long-buried truths come to light, and Trevor's dangerous past catches up with him, Claudia is forced to choose between walking away... or risking everything for the boy everyone fears. Sometimes, the most dangerous bad boy doesn't steal your heart. He becomes the only place it ever belonged.
His Other Woman, My Broken Heart

His Other Woman, My Broken Heart

It was our third wedding anniversary, and I sat alone at a dinner table set for two, a positive pregnancy test clutched in my hand. I' d imagined telling Ethan a thousand times, picturing his joy, the final piece of our life together clicking into place. But then headlights swept across the living room window, and relief turned to ice as I watched him help Chloe, his college sweetheart and the ghost of our marriage, out of the passenger door. I knew, in that single, shattering moment, that it was over. Chloe had waltzed back into our lives months ago, claiming heartbreak, and Ethan had swallowed it whole, canceling our plans to "cheer her up." Now, she was in our living room, draped on our couch, with Ethan stroking her hair, a tenderness he hadn't shown me in months. He accused me of being selfish for pointing out it was our anniversary, twisting our wedding vows into a weapon against me, defending Chloe with a venom I' d never seen directed at myself. The fight left me, all hope draining away as I realized the man I loved was gone, replaced by a stranger who saw me with annoyance and disdain. Then Chloe, with a smirk, told me I was just a placeholder, sending a photo of Ethan asleep in a hotel room, a kiss mark on his neck, sealing my fate. My world went silent, the brutal truth hitting me: I had never stood a chance against her, the great love of his life. I found the hidden divorce papers, a secret escape hatch he'd prepared, and signed my name. When he finally stumbled in, smelling of whiskey and her perfume, I showed him the photo, and then he left again, for her, leaving me to pick up the shattered pieces of my life. I was done being the quiet, steady one, the convenient wife. I called my best friend, Sarah, determined to leave, ready to protect the tiny, secret life growing inside me from this poison.
Wedding Day Showdown: I Married My Best Friend

Wedding Day Showdown: I Married My Best Friend

Vegas wedding day. I stood in my dress, heart pounding, ready for my fiancé, Bryce. Then, a scene out of a nightmare unfolded: a woman and a child burst in, the boy crying, "Daddy!" Unbelievably, Bryce revealed this was his ex, Kelli, and their son, Jayden. He announced he was marrying her instead—right then and there—and asked me to pose for a "friend photo" for social media. My world shattered as they walked into the chapel, leaving me publicly humiliated. The nightmare, I soon learned, was just beginning. Not content with abandoning me, Bryce and his crew invaded my beautiful Malibu home, trashing it, defiling my most cherished possessions. The very next day, they threw a brazen party on my private lawn, mocking my pain. When I confronted them, their malicious posse turned violent, shoving and hitting me, screaming accusations that I was the "homewrecker." Bryce, the coward, just stood by. I was bruised, violated, and utterly alone, my sanctuary desecrated. How could someone I loved unleash such monstrous cruelty? How could I, the victim, suddenly become the villain in the eyes of a hostile crowd? My spirit was crushed; I felt utterly helpless against this wave of injustice. Just as I thought all hope was lost, a sleek black SUV screeched to a halt. Nolan. My oldest friend for ten years. He'd left a multi-billion dollar deal mid-signing to get here. He stepped out, eyes blazing, and in a voice that brooked no argument, he simply said, "I'm her husband."
The Assistant’s Escape: From Abuse to Love

The Assistant’s Escape: From Abuse to Love

"Ethan, why the sudden resignation? You're heading to Norway?" the HR manager asked. I was Sarah Jenkins's longest-serving, most loyal assistant, but I had no reason to stay anymore. A bitter smile touched my lips as I remembered how I had been tricked into a marriage seven years ago with Sarah, who used me as a stand-in for her ex, David. Now, she was pregnant and needed a husband. I found them at "The Gilded Lily," Sarah tending to David's injury, her face full of adoration. I was invisible, a servant, bringing clothes for David. Even my son, Leo, saw it. He looked at their linked hands, hurt flickering in his eyes. That night, Leo, my son, whispered, "This is the 97th time Mom has made me sad. Three more times. When it gets to 100, we'll leave Mom and never come back." My heart ached. Sarah had promised to celebrate his birthday, but she was flaunting her relationship with David on social media. When she came home, reeking of alcohol, she shoved a toy at me. "This is for Leo." It was the one she'd forgotten. A wave of frustration washed over me. "Let's get a divorce." She stared at me, then curled her lips into a mocking smile. "Can you and your son survive without me?" The next day, I handed her the divorce papers. She signed them without looking, her mind on an international call. I hated her condescending gestures, the expensive suits she bought me that were meant for someone like David. "I can give you a marriage, I can give you money, but you can't hope for my love. I hope you always remember your place." Her words sliced my heart. What right did I have to be upset? I was just the assistant, the stand-in husband. At a family dinner, her mother constantly compared me and my son to David and his son, Lucas. Lucas, a spoiled brat, then falsely accused Leo of hitting him with a fork. Before I could defend Leo, Sarah slapped our son. "Still lying!" My eyes burned red. How could she? The world went silent. Leo, his cheek red and swollen, looked at her, his soft voice filled with defiance. "I hate you. I don't have a mom like you!" My heart shattered. She had given birth to him, but she had never raised him. She only knew how to hurt him. "You're disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!" I roared, grabbing Leo's hand, ignoring Sarah. She tried to grab me, but I pulled away. "David is still waiting for you." She let go, her eyes darting to him. My heart turned to ice. She chose him again. I leaned down to Leo, "How about we go to Norway tonight?" He nodded, his gaze firm. "Okay." This was it. There was nothing left for me here. I packed our bags, buried a box of old memories, and placed the signed divorce papers on the table. Then, I texted her: "100." Moments later, she replied, "What?" My face impassive, I typed back: "My son and I gave you 100 chances to hurt us. Today was your 100th time." No more. My son and I were flying into the night, leaving her, and our past, behind.
She gave me sight, I lost her forever

She gave me sight, I lost her forever

Kael gradually regained his sight until he was fully healed, while Lyra discovered her first gray hair, a symbol of the passage of time. Mirkay, seeking investors for her company, contacted Kael's company. Lyra, tasked with rejecting the proposal, made Mirkay realize that the company belonged to Kael. After an investigation, Mirkay discovered that Lyra was the daughter of the man who had once asked him for help. With Ferrer's help, Kael and Lyra attended a meeting of werewolves. Upon seeing Kael, many began to rebel against Mirkay. Artemisa, realizing the situation, became consumed with jealousy towards Lyra. Kael, with the support of his betas, reclaimed the throne without resistance, as his clan was tired of Mirkay's rule. Mirkay, defeated, swore revenge. Mirkay informed Lyra's father that his daughter was now the King's Luna, suggesting he ask her for money. After being rejected, Lyra's father publicly accused her of betraying her clan. Sora, discovering that Lyra was her half-sister and that Kael was the king, tried to seduce Kael and demanded privileges in the company and the clan. Tired of the constant annoyances from her father and Sora, Lyra confronted her father about the way he treated her mother. Kael supported Lyra and initiated a trial against them in the werewolf council. Kael insisted on marrying Lyra, but she rejected the proposal, concerned about her short life expectancy. Kael, misunderstanding the situation, believed Lyra was wavering between him and Ferrer, which enraged him. Artemisa took advantage of the situation to get closer to Kael. Although Kael planned to exile her along with Mirkay, the elders insisted that Lyra was not fit to be Luna and proposed Artemisa as an alternative. Despite Kael's support, Lyra was not accepted by the clan. She dedicated herself to caring for the children and Rose. Kael allowed the children to accompany him in management matters. Rose, reluctant to leave her old house, received frequent visits from Lyra.