Bao Fu Ya Ya

Bao Fu Ya Ya's Books and Stories

The Billionaire Heiress's Radical Comeback

Modern

5.0

My husband, Derek, once called me his princess. But when my parents died and I miscarried our child, he told me to be "radically independent" and handle my grief alone. After I tried to end my own life, I woke up in the hospital to see him holding his crying assistant, Krystal. He whispered to her, "You never have to be strong with me." He told the doctors I was just seeking attention and hung up. Krystal later visited, blaming me for the miscarriage before destroying my mother's heirlooms. Derek believed her lies, throwing me out of our home and leaving me with nothing. He thought I was a weak, dependent woman he could easily discard. He thought his tech empire was his own creation. He never knew his "self-made" success was a gift, secretly funded by my billionaire family. Now, he's about to learn what happens when a princess decides to become a queen.

My Betrayal, My Second Chance

Romance

5.0

The last thing I remembered was the cold hospital room and the flatlining heart monitor. My wife, Ava, wasn't there; she was too busy arranging my adopted brother Ben's funeral. My own birthday had been my death sentence. Mr. Chen, a rival, lunged at me with a knife. Ava, my bodyguard and fiancée, threw herself in front of Ben, not me. The blade severed my spinal cord. I spent a decade paralyzed, yet I married her, giving her everything-my fortune, my name, my pathetic love. She never let me touch her. Only after her death did I learn the truth: love letters addressed to Ben, bank statements showing her funneling my money to him. Her last diary entry: "Ben is everything. I will protect him with my life, just like I did on that day." The monitor went silent. My world turned black. Then, a voice: "Ethan, it's time to decide." My eyes snapped open. I was in the Miller estate, on my 25th birthday, the day I chose my wife. Ava stood there, cool and distant, an ice queen I had spent a lifetime trying to melt. A jolt of pure, undiluted hatred coursed through me. "I've made my decision," I said, voice steady. I looked past Ava, past her confident smirk, and my eyes landed on Chloe Davis. In my past life, she was the only one who visited me. "My choice," I announced, ringing with finality, "is not Ava Lewis."

Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge

Modern

5.0

My twin brother, Ethan, was always the golden child, adored by our parents, effortlessly charming. I was the "difficult" one, often overlooked, watching from the porch as two smiling women lured Ethan with a rare comic book. Then, a sudden, blinding change. One moment I was an observer, the next I was in the back of their van, the world a dizzying blur, Ethan smirking from where I had stood. They sold me. For ten years, I was a ghost in a life not my own, trapped with a clan of survivalists in the Appalachian mountains, enduring abuse and forced labor. When I was finally found, broken and scarred, Ethan pulled his final trick. He swapped us back, instantly spinning a tale of how I, out of jealousy, had orchestrated his abduction. My own parents, without a shred of hesitation, believed him, seeing only a damaged stranger. They decided to commit me to a psychiatric hospital. How could my family, my own twin, betray me so utterly? Why was I always the one discarded, the one forgotten? But then I woke up, the smell of bacon filling the air, back in my childhood bed. It was the same day. This time, I wouldn't just watch.

They Asked for My Kidney, I Gave Them Hell

Modern

5.0

Three years ago, I saved a stranger' s life by donating a kidney, an anonymous act of compassion. Now, a year after losing my heroic fiancé, Andrew, I' m pregnant with his child, the only piece of him I have left. My life should be about new beginnings. But then, a knock on my door shattered everything. Standing there were Molly Chadwick, the woman I' d saved, and her parents, their faces grim. Molly' s donated kidney was failing, and they weren't there to thank me. They were there to demand my other kidney, for her, immediately. I refused. How could I sacrifice my unborn baby? Their pleas turned to threats, then a public smear campaign that branded me a monster. One night, they ambushed me. I woke up in a sterile clinic in Mexico, terrified, realizing they planned to forcibly take my kidney. I begged, pleaded for my baby, but they ignored me. The anesthetic surged, and I felt life drain away. I died on that table. But then, I woke up. In my own bed. My baby still safe inside me. The date on my phone was three days before they ever came to my door. The horrific memory was physically crushing, but beneath it, a burning fury ignited. I' d been given a second chance. Not for peace, but for vengeance. This time, I would protect my child. And the Chadwicks would pay.

From Fragile Heiress to Fierce Revenge

Romance

5.0

For twenty years, Isabella Rothschild was New York’s "poor little rich girl," a fragile heiress with a child's mind. At my lavish 20th birthday ball, my doting father paraded me before eligible bachelors, expecting me to choose my esteemed fiancé, Ethan Carter. But the champagne’s sweetness triggered a chilling memory: last Thanksgiving. Ethan drugged me, leaving me choking from a pecan allergy while laughing with his mistress, Emily, on a yacht. I was a forgotten doll, barely gasping for air. They believed my mind too simple to grasp their open betrayal, society dismissing me as a "tragedy." My own fiancé casually orchestrated my near-death, boasting about knocking me "out cold," exploiting my innocence. Now, amid opulent perfume, I tasted burning betrayal. The horrifying truth of past helplessness, mixed with their smug indifference, ignited a cold, clear fury. My mind was terrifyingly, utterly lucid. I was alive; I was no longer a fool. With a cool, practiced smile, I raised my hand, pointing directly at Ethan. The room sighed, misinterpreting my gesture. My calculated, public revenge had just begun, for the "silly" Bella they knew was gone.

Mack Daddy: Love Begins Again

Romance

4.7

In the cruel blink of an eye, Celia had lost everything. It all started with an innocent glass of wine. If she hadn't accepted the wine offered to her by her half-sister at the engagement ceremony, she would never have slept with another man. She wouldn't have been dumped by her fiance, and would never have been disowned by her family. To make it all worse she had gotten pregnant with no idea who the father was. Desperation consumed her, but she swallowed the pain and anger to pursue a new life. After four years of training abroad, she's back with a new identity; one of the top ten doctors in all of Asia. And now that she's back, she'll make sure the ones who hurt her will suffer.