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The Perfect Lie: A Wife's Awakening

The Perfect Lie: A Wife's Awakening

My marriage to Liam was supposed to be a dream, a glossy magazine cover come to life. He was the charming tech CEO, I, the brilliant data scientist. But behind the facade of our perfect life, three years passed without him ever touching me, a supposed victim of extreme OCD. Then, at his company gala, a spilled champagne tray revealed the monstrous truth: he didn' t pull me to safety. He shoved me. My head hit the marble, and as I lay dazed, he frantically wiped a champagne drop from his suit, feigning concern that painted him a tortured husband, not the brutal one. The real horror unfolded when I woke, drugged and paralyzed, to his casual laughter just outside the door. He hadn' t panicked; he' d deliberately pushed me. And then, the names: Jake, Ben, and finally, Chloe-my best friend. "Why do you think I married Ava in the first place? It' s the only way to stay in Chloe' s orbit." Every lie, every excuse, every moment of his supposed suffering, shattered into dust. I wasn't his wife; I was a pawn in his sick game, drugged and left vulnerable for his friends' crude "entertainment." How could I have been so blind, so naive, to give my heart to a monster who used me for sport? The sheer audacity, the cold calculation of it all, burned through me. I had to escape this gilded cage, expose the man who had turned my life into a cruel joke. I needed to reclaim my life, and I knew exactly how to dismantle his.
THE MAD KING 1: THE FAKE BRIDE

THE MAD KING 1: THE FAKE BRIDE

**Aila was never meant to be queen.** She was never meant to be anything more than a cup-holder beside her gorgeous sister, Akila. But when Akila refuses to marry the Mad King, Aila must take her place-by committing the most forbidden act in the kingdom. A soul-switching spell. It was supposed to last three months. Three months, and she'd be free. But Akila tricked her, and now, Aila is trapped. Trapped in her sister's body. Trapped in a kingdom that despises her. Trapped in a marriage to a man who never wanted a bride. But nothing is more terrifying than the Mad King, her husband himself. King Ahsan-the faceless beast, cruel, unreadable, and dangerously sharp. The man the world fears. The man whose black eyes haven't left her since the moment she arrived. Now Aila must hide her secret, navigate the deadly palace, and survive the cold, ruthless king she calls her husband. But what exactly is Ahsan? A monster, as they say? Or something far worse-a broken man, cursed and craving something he cannot name? Something she was never meant to give. Find out. --- This is a slow burn romance, tension-filled romance, with lots of yearning, stolen glances and emotional devastation. Grab your popcorn, your drinks, and a load of napkins and watch how the mighty King falls on his knees yearning for his beloved. And welcome to my page, where I write broken but strong men, doing nothing except being utterly in love with their women.
Bound To The Apex Predator's Obsession

Bound To The Apex Predator's Obsession

Alexia Vaughan sold her freedom to Manhattan billionaire Holmes Fowler to keep her family from starving. But after a passionate night, his housekeeper handed her a single Plan B pill on a silver tray, treating her like disposable trash. The humiliation shattered her when she saw the front-page newspaper headline: Holmes was officially marrying wealthy heiress Brandon Dalton. While her brother was beaten bloody in the streets over rumors of her being a billionaire's "Sugar Baby," Holmes was busy solidifying his dynasty. Desperate to escape the suffocating reality, Alexia turned off her phone and fled into the city. But she didn't know the phone contained a military-grade GPS tracker. Holmes hunted her down like prey, violently dragged her back to his penthouse, and locked the heavy double doors of his master bedroom. "From now on, you sleep in this bed. Where I can see you," he ordered. Trapped in the pitch-black room, held tightly against his chest, his phone suddenly lit up. It was a 2:00 AM missed call from his fiancée. Tears soaked Alexia's pillow as the agonizing truth set in. She was just a dirty secret locked away in the dark, while his real life happened outside. The next morning, after he violently kissed her to assert his psychotic ownership, Alexia stood trembling on the sidewalk. She looked at his departing Maybach, her eyes hardening with a cold, desperate fire. She would no longer be his captive whore; it was time to plan her escape.
PREGNANT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE MAFIA'S HEIR

PREGNANT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE MAFIA'S HEIR

I never broke eye contact as he slicked his already hard cock up with it. It never did take him long to get hard in my presence, especially after working me open when we had stood under the stream of the shower. Shuffling his ass forward just a little, he pulled me close to help me slowly sink onto his cock. Once my ass was flushed against his lap and he was to the hilt, he sighed, and I could see the exact moment that all the stress left his body. “Thank you.” He whispered. ______ I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks later. and before I had time to digest the information, I was snatched by two men. Now I’m in the presence of the Don of all Dons, congratulating me on my pregnancy. And the man that took me to heaven, is now tasked to keep me in hell.
The Golden Canary Flies Away

The Golden Canary Flies Away

"Ava, it's a decision from the top. There was nothing I could do." My team lead handed me a box of tissues as I was summarily dismissed, the official reason being a fabricated error. Everyone knew the real reason: my boyfriend, Nathan Hayes, was making room for Chloe Davis, his high school sweetheart and the company' s co-founder, back from abroad. Just then, Nathan' s black Maybach pulled up, and Chloe emerged, linking her arm through his. He walked past me as if I didn' t exist, guiding Chloe into the building. My heart tightened. I went to our penthouse, cooked his favorite ribs, and sent him a picture: "Coming home for dinner? Made your favorite honey-glazed ribs." The message was read, but no reply came. Of course not. He was with Chloe. Days later, Nathan finally came home. He saw my pharmacy bag: "You went to the hospital?" I lied, saying it was just a cold. He pulled me into an embrace: "You're not mad I fired you, are you?" I said no. I couldn't be. Three years ago, he saved me from my mother' s gambling debts, and I became his. His kept woman. Then, Chloe's friend, Brenda Smith, found me. She showed me texts of my messages to Nathan, saying he and Chloe laughed about how pathetic I was. She slapped me, slammed my head against the table. I woke up in the hospital, Nathan by my side. He didn' t care about my pain; only about Chloe' s reputation. A part of me had died that day. Nathan wanted his "white knight" and his obedient canary in a cage. But he didn't know his "golden canary" had started digging her own way out.