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I'M A ONCE IN A LIFETIME KIND OF WOMAN

I'M A ONCE IN A LIFETIME KIND OF WOMAN

The prestigious Yang Family of the capital, renowned for their immense wealth and influence, is also infamous for their scant number of family members. For six generations, the Yang family has been blessed with only a single child per generation, making Kendrick Yang the sole successor of this powerful lineage. "Kendrick, since you've divorced Amelia, it's high time you find someone to bear an heir; otherwise, our family legacy will end with you!" Old Madam Yang, Kendrick's Grandmother, declared, her voice laced with desperation. "I know what I'm doing," Kendrick replied curtly, his expression an impenetrable mask. "Stop nagging Kendrick! Amelia will always be my only granddaughter-in-law," Old Master Yang insisted with unwavering authority, his eyes glinting with resolve. Kendrick's heart ached at the mention of Amelia. Despite their substantial age difference, he had fallen deeply in love with her at first sight. Their marriage had faced numerous obstacles, including fertility issues and fierce resistance from Kendrick's parents. These challenges eventually led to their painful divorce, leaving both of them heartbroken. Amelia, unaware that she was pregnant with quintuplets, left the country and returned to her family, reclaiming her identity as Amara Ulberti. Nearby, Amelia overheard the conversation, her heart clenching at the mention of her name. Old Master Yang's fierce loyalty touched her deeply. Almost instantly, a bittersweet smile tugged at her lips. She thought, 'Who said Kendrick doesn't have any successors? He has five of them with me; but it's for me to know and for him to find out.' With a determined stride, she walked straight to the banquet hall. Just as Amelia vanished into the crowd, four striking, confident figures appeared before Kendrick and his grandparents. "If we are not his heirs, then what are we?" Aristide, the oldest, asked, with defiant tilt of his chin as he spoke. "Who said my father needed another woman?" Bérenger chimed in, his eyes burning with intensity, his small fists clenched tightly. "If he dares to replace Mom, I'll beat him to a pulp!" Chevalier declared, his small frame exuding fierce protectiveness. "If he dares to find another woman, big brother, just bankrupt his company!" Diedonné suggested, his voice dripping with a cold, calculating tone. Kendrick "...." Kendrick stood there, stunned, his mind struggling to process the presence of the four miniature versions of himself, with his mouth agape. Old Madam Yang's eyes widened in shock. "!!!!" Old Master Yang's jaw dropped. "????" "A, B, C, D! How could you leave me behind?" E, panting and out of breath, complained. But when she saw Kendrick, her eyes lit up with joy. "Daddy! We finally found you!" E, the youngest and only girl among the quintuplets, exclaimed and ran towards Kendrick. She leapt into his arms, wrapping her small arms around his neck. Kendrick, startled, instinctively held her tight, afraid she might fall.
Empire High School

Empire High School

My name is Katherine Adebowale. I am the only female child of my parents Mr Bayo & Mrs Joke Adebowale. And a sister to 5 Big Brothers, only one of my brothers left not married - the 5th Child. He is in Italy studying. All the others married,with children. I missed them so much. My mom and I go on a round of visits every year. Vancouver, Wales,Scotland and Manchester. I turned 18 two months ago.   I am what you might describe as "Tall" with a long black hair,very fair skin and plump lips. I am unbelievably shy. Everyone makes me nervous actually. I'd so adore being the cool sort. I can say I'm very reserved. And once I get to know someone and we become close all of sudden I am entirely different. Confident and very capable.   My mom own several boutiques in Lagos. My father is a Businessman. They are very busy people. They both travelled a lot. When I was 12,I left home for the boarding school since no one was around to look after me. I attended the Girls College in Abuja.   My mom is very funny,kind and generous. My dad is kind and nice but not funny. I loved my parents,no doubt about that. But I was particularly close to my Mom. She was the only true friend I had even though she wasn't always around. But she came around on my birthdays and whenever she was less busy at work. My Father hardly remembered birthdays,including his own. However, Mummy would never forget. I remembered mom fought with him when she found out he didn't send me a present when I turned 16. He apologized and made things up to me.   When I turned 18,dad sent me greeting card and gave me a Teddy bear when I came home.   Whenever mom was around, she always made me feel I could discuss anything with her. My dad could be strict on some things. I recalled on my 17th birthday,mom gave me a cellphone as a gift but dad didn't let me use it. He said I was too small to use a cellphone.   I had cried that year but there was nothing I could do because his mind was made up.
Babysitting Dylan

Babysitting Dylan

Jocelyn, it's out the Babysitter post is out but..." Daisy said scratching her neck in a stylish way "But what" Jocelyn asked impatiently "Only a male Babysitter needed" Daisy said dropping the bombshell "What!!" Jocelyn said Jocelyn and Daisy were seated facing one another,the price was even increase,if I work for just two month,I would be able to give my children good life"Jocelyn said "I have an idea" Daisy said "What idea?"Jocelyn asked "Disguise as a man"Daisy said,Jocelyn eyes almost pop out of the socket "I know that you don't like me but why did you want to send me into a wolf den,didn't you heard that the boss was a cold hearted man,what if I get killed at a small mistake" Jocelyn said dramatically "Coming from a girl who said 'if she was send into a wolf den she would make friends with them and become their Alpha queen or Luna,think about the amount of the money" Daisy said "You're right,I would go but if anything happen to me,you won't go scot free,if I die you,you die,you know you are my dear blossom friends" Jocelyn said "No now,at least someone should help you spend the money" Daisy said avoiding eye contact with her "You're not a good friend" Jocelyn said "I never said I was before" Daisy said Jocelyn was dressed up as a man,her long hair was roll into a bun which allow her to wear a wig She look exactly like a man "Wealth Family here I come" she said walking out Grab 🍿, settle down 👇, buckle up and follow me Don't miss out! •••••••• Dylan Wealth the young master of the wealth family, He's frustrating, He's annoying, And he's just 6 years of age, His father Kingsley Wealth is well known as a famous billionaire,who runs and owns different company in countries . He was also known for his cold behavior,he was never spotted with a woman,he avoided them like plaque He's just 28 years of age,young and so handsome,his handsomeness is blinding,he was like a fallen angel from heaven,he is attractive,beautiful,clean-cut,dapper,elegant,good-looking,graceful, and lovely. His body features was one of a kind,it was no doubt that his son got his cuteness from him,he was just like a small version of him,cute and has an innocent look which deceive people,just as the saying "Never judge a book by its cover",he is a devil in disguise. He has made his father fire all the nannies that work for him for just little mistake,most of the nanny who came to take care of him,only came for his father,this got him mad and ask his father not to get him a female nanny,but a male nanny. The only person Kingsley care for was his son same goes to Dylan thou they do have some argument The family has been so uptight until she came in Who's she? What can she do? Who can put Dylan in his place? Who can melt the icy billionaire's heart? Who's Dylan mother? Will Dylan and the lady get along? What is the reason behind Kingsley cold behavior? This is a very intriguing and interesting story. You don't wanna miss for anything at all.... Grab your popcorn 🍿, settle down 👇, buckle up and follow me Don't miss out! •••••••••
His Reckoning, Her Triumph

His Reckoning, Her Triumph

Six years. That' s how long it had been since Mark Johnson chose to walk away, leaving me to face my family' s ruin alone. Now he stood in my apartment, polished and powerful, fully expecting to find me broken and waiting for him. Instead, I was sprawled on a worn sofa, cradling my sleeping baby, Liam. Mark' s perfectly sculpted face twisted in disbelief, then disgust, as he laid eyes on my son. "Whose is that?" he spat, then, eyeing my faded clothes and humble home, added, "I mean, who' s the father? Have you no shame?" He offered to take me back as his mistress and "find a good family" for Liam, as if my child were dispensable cargo. Then he grabbed my arm, revealing an ugly, jagged scar on my forearm-a relic from the "halfway house" he' d sent me to. Chloe, my stepsister, ever the innocent puppet master, smoothly deflected his concern, painting me as a reckless delinquent. It worked. Any flicker of understanding in Mark' s eyes hardened into contempt. "You' ve become something ugly, Ava," he told me, letting go as if I were contaminating. I knew he wasn' t disappointed in himself, only in me for not suffering prettily. He lunged for my throat, then for Liam, snarling that my son's absence might "make me see reason." Just as despair choked me, the door crashed open. "Get your hands off of them." Jake Stone, my friend, my partner, my savior, stepped into the room, his presence a shield. He took Liam, comforting him before turning to Mark, his voice calm but lethal. "I'm the man who's here now," he stated. "And I'm telling you to get out." I stood beside Jake, tears drying, my voice clear. "You left me to rot for six years. Jake was the one who pulled me from the wreckage. He' s more of a man than you will ever be."
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.
ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A BILLIONAIRE IN DISGUISE

ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A BILLIONAIRE IN DISGUISE

Pamela Brown is a hardworking young chef who lives in a small coastal town with her sick grandfather. Life hasn't been easy-she lost her parents at sixteen in a strange accident, and now her grandfather needs urgent surgery. With no money and about to lose her café space, Pamela feels hopeless. Just when things are at their worst, she gets invited to cook at a fancy charity event hosted by one of the richest families in California-the Johnsons. There, she runs into Wilfred Johnson, a powerful billionaire... and the same man she had a one-night stand with months ago. She never knew he was a billionaire They feel drawn to each other once again. Wilfred admires Pamela's honesty and warmth, which he lacks in his world of deceit. Time together reveals secrets linking Pamela's troubled past to Wilfred's influential family. Vivienne, Wilfred's cold mother, investigates Pamela's past upon discovering their relationship. What she finds out changes everything: years back, Vivienne orchestrated the accident that took Pamela's parents' lives to protect the Johnson business. Vivienne wishes for Pamela to leave. She gives her money to leave peacefully. Heartbroken, Pamela rejects the offer and breaks up with Wilfred, hiding the full truth. Wilfred feels lost and hurt, so he's looking for answers. He's totally stunned when he finds out what his mom did. He confronts her head-on, cuts ties with her, and promises to fix the mistakes his family made. Pamela has to decide if she can trust Wilfred again or just walk away for good.
Signed In Ink, Sealed In Love

Signed In Ink, Sealed In Love

What began as a simple contract was never supposed to turn into forever. Aria Bennett and Leo Moretti first crossed paths in high school, two people from completely different worlds. Aria was determined, independent, and grounded by a modest upbringing. Leo was the heir to the powerful Moretti family-wealthy, controlled, and used to getting what he wanted. Their lives collided when a bold idea turned into an unexpected agreement: a relationship contract meant to benefit them both without emotions getting involved. It was supposed to be temporary. Strategic. Safe. But love rarely follows rules written on paper. As the years pass, what started as a calculated arrangement slowly deepens into something real. Through university life, family expectations, business pressures, and personal insecurities, Leo and Aria find themselves fighting not only the world around them-but the feelings growing between them. When old enemies resurface and danger threatens the life they've built, Leo realizes that Aria is no longer just a part of a contract. She is his future, his partner, and the only person he cannot lose. Their love is tested by betrayal, fear, and moments that could tear them apart-but each challenge only strengthens the bond they never meant to create. From secret proposals and grand gestures to life-changing moments of vulnerability, Leo and Aria discover that love isn't something you negotiate. It's something you fight for. Their journey takes them from contract to commitment, from chaos to devotion, and finally to the life they never planned but always needed-marriage, family, and two beautiful daughters who redefine what happiness means. Because sometimes the most powerful promises aren't the ones spoken aloud... They're the ones signed in ink and sealed in love.