Happygirl
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THE TWINS WHO CLAIMED ME
Romance A maid with a hidden agenda. Two ruthless brothers who refuse to share.
Anne Delaware entered the Pillar mansion disguised as an invisible maid, but cleaning was never part of her plan.
She came for revenge.
Her mother died because of the Pillar family, and Anne has spent years believing their dark secret is buried somewhere inside their luxurious mansion. All she needs is proof.
Then identical twins Jerry and Jefferson Pillar catch her where she shouldn't be.
Jerry is Chicago's ruthless hockey captain controlled, calculating, and accustomed to getting whatever he wants.
Jefferson rules the city's most dangerous motorcycle club reckless, violent, and impossible to intimidate.
The brothers have spent their lives competing over everything.
But Anne is different.
She is the first thing they've ever wanted at the same time.
Trapped between two powerful men who refuse to let her go, Anne finds herself caught in a dangerous game of obsession, jealousy, and forbidden desire. But the more closely the brothers watch her, the harder it becomes to hide the truth.
Because Anne isn't the helpless maid they think she is.
She's connected to their father's past in ways she doesn't yet understand and the locket around her neck holds a photograph that could destroy the entire Pillar family.
Now Anne has two choices: uncover the truth and destroy the brothers she was sent to ruin or become the woman who destroys them from the inside.
But Jerry and Jefferson have no intention of letting their little maid disappear.
They want her.
They both want her.
And they're about to discover that the only thing more dangerous than sharing her is losing her.
The Twins Who Claimed Me is a dark, fast-paced romance featuring identical twins, forbidden obsession, family secrets, revenge, jealousy, and a heroine who may be far more dangerous than the men who claim her. Reborn as the Billionaire wife
Billionaires Betrayed by her husband and left to die, Elena Dawson wakes up ten years earlier before her doomed marriage.
This time, she won't fall for the lies that destroyed her. Instead, she turns to Alexander Knight, the cold billionaire who always loved her in silence.
In this life, Elena isn't just fighting for love. She's fighting for revenge, redemption, and a future that's finally hers.
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"You're late, Richard," Elena said coolly, her smile sharp enough to cut. In her first life, she would have melted at his charm. In this one, she saw only poison.
Later that night, she stood before Alexander Knight. His dark gaze pinned her in place, unreadable, powerful.
"Why are you here, Miss Dawson?" he asked, voice like steel.
Elena lifted her chin. "To change my fate. Marry me, Mr. Knight."
Wrong Sperm Right Love
Romance Elara Lawson only wanted one thing: a child to love. A medical mix-up gave her more than she bargained for.
Now she's pregnant with the heir of Adrian Knight cold, ruthless billionaire, and the last man she ever wanted in her life.
Adrian doesn't believe in love, but he'll do anything to claim his child. His solution? A contract marriage.
But Elara has her own secret: the child may have come from the wrong sperm...
Yet somewhere between fiery clashes and stolen kisses, the wrong sperm may just lead to the right love.
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"Marry me."
The words fell like a command, not a request. Adrian's voice was steel under velvet, the kind of tone that built empires and ruined enemies.
I laughed bitterly. "You don't even know me."
His eyes burned into mine, dark and unyielding beneath the soft glow of his penthouse chandelier. "I know enough. You're carrying my child. And I don't share what's mine."
"This isn't business, Mr. Knight. This is my life."
"Exactly," he said, stepping closer, his breath brushing my cheek. "Which is why you're going to be my wife."
Married to the man behind the camera
Romance Zoey Patel has spent her life on Hollywood's sidelines writing scripts no one reads while working odd jobs to keep her father's failing film studio alive. Her dreams of success are fading... until Liam Blackwood walks in.
Liam the cold, commanding billionaire producer everyone fears. A man with steel-gray eyes, a ruthless reputation, and a broken heart buried under scandal. His latest film is drowning in bad press, and his board gives him an ultimatum: fix your image or lose your empire.
His solution? Marry an ordinary woman who can make the world see him as human again.
His choice? Zoey.
The terms are clear-six months, fake smiles, and no real feelings. She gets the money to save her father's studio. He saves his career. Easy.
Until the cameras start following them everywhere. Until his ex, Cassandra Voss, whispers poison in Zoey's ear. Until the man who swore he didn't believe in love starts touching her like he means it. Protecting her like she's his. Kissing her like the marriage isn't fake at all.
But in Hollywood, secrets never stay buried. When their contract leaks, Zoey becomes the target of a brutal media storm. Betrayed and humiliated, she walks away, convinced every kiss was a lie.
Liam Blackwood doesn't beg. He doesn't chase. But for Zoey, he'll do both. He'll risk his fortune, destroy his enemies, and shatter every wall he's built just to prove their love was real all along.
In a city where every smile is scripted and every heart is guarded, one truth remains
The most dangerous role they've ever played is falling in love.
Twice Burned, Twice Desired
Billionaires Five years ago, he used her. Now, she's back to destroy him, until revenge starts to feel a lot like love.
Rita Hale once loved Cosmas Moretti so deeply, she married him only to be betrayed, humiliated, and discarded like a pawn in his corporate game.
Now, she's returned as a ruthless CEO with a billionaire dollar empire and a single mansion, breaking his heart just as he broke hers.
But Cosmas is not the same man and neither is Rita.
As secrets unravel and passion reignites, the line between vengeance and desire blurs.
Will she burn him to the ground or fall all over again in the fire of their past?
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He leaned in, voice soft and poisonous. " You want to destroy me, Rita?"
" No."
"No?"
I stepped closer, brushed my fingers down his chest like I wasn't shaking inside.
"I want you to watch me do it...while you're still wanting me."
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THREE-YEARS CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE HOT BILLIONAIRE
Ashley Ray "Sign the contract, or lose everything."
I stared at the papers that would seal my fate-a three-year marriage to Julian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire they call the Ice King.
My family didn't ask. They demanded. My father's company was drowning, my stepsister's engagement had exploded, and I was the replacement bride they could sacrifice. Just another transaction.
Julian made it clear on our wedding day: "Don't expect affection. Don't expect companionship. Certainly don't expect love."
He refused to kiss me at the altar. He gave me a bedroom down the hall and told me to stay out of his way. I was Mrs. Blackwood in name only-a contract, a convenience, a means to an end.
I accepted it. I had survived twelve years of abuse in my own home. I could survive three years of indifference in his.
But then Nate, Julian's best friend, showed me kindness, and suddenly my cold husband became possessive. When my sister attacked me, he became protective.
Now the man who promised me nothing is fighting his own father to keep me. The marriage that was supposed to be fake is becoming terrifyingly real and the secrets about my mother's death are threatening to destroy everything.
They said Julian Blackwood destroys everything he touches. What they didn't tell me... is that sometimes destruction is exactly what you need to be reborn.
With a pregnancy involved, how was I going to end this three-year marriage peacefully?
The Runaway Wife: Hiding His Secret Triplets
Hen Bu Five years ago, I stood in the freezing rain at my mother's funeral, waiting for my husband.
Blake Knight, the billionaire NHL superstar, was two hours late. When he finally showed up, he brought his rumored girlfriend, the woman he had just rented a hotel rooftop for to celebrate her birthday.
Watching him defend her fake tears, my heart completely died. I took off my diamond wedding ring, placed it on my mother's headstone, and walked away from my marriage forever.
I fled to London, changed my name to Ava, and secretly raised the triplets he never knew existed. I thought I was finally safe from him.
But today, my kids vandalized a silver Aston Martin in our apartment's parking garage, and the owner caught my youngest daughter.
My phone rang. The voice on the other end was Blake's.
He had moved into my building, and he was holding my little girl in his penthouse, demanding her mother come get her immediately.
Panic suffocated me. If I walked through that door, my five years of hiding would be instantly destroyed. He would recognize me, realize I didn't get rid of our child like everyone thought, and he would use all his power to take my babies away.
I couldn't let him ruin my life again.
"I'm just her nanny," I lied through my teeth.
I frantically begged my best friend to go upstairs and rescue my daughter in my place. He bought the disguise, but now, the King of the Ice is dangerously obsessed with investigating my new identity. Jilted Ex-Wife? The Secret Billionaire Heiress!
Hei Baidong I was in the hospital, enduring the agonizing pain of labor, while my husband, a famous hockey captain, refused to show up.
When I called him for the twelfth time, begging for him, he lost his patience.
"Giving birth is a woman's job, don't bother me with this stuff."
Then, I heard my stepsister's sweet voice offering him a drink, and he immediately softened before hanging up on me.
I gave birth to twins all by myself.
The nurses treated me with cold indifference, and the family in the next bed loudly mocked me as a pathetic "Puck Bunny" who was just an adopted orphan about to be dumped.
They were right. A month ago, my husband had thrown divorce papers at me, demanding I make way because my stepsister was pregnant with his child.
I thought my life was a joke. I was just a discarded prop he married to satisfy his grandfather, a fake daughter my adoptive parents only used to elevate my stepsister.
I was completely alone, ready to sign the papers just to protect my two babies.
But then, the head of the hospital rushed in, transferred me to the top-floor VIP suite, and handed me a DNA test.
It turned out I wasn't an unwanted orphan, but the long-lost daughter of the ultra-wealthy Sinclair family who had been searching for me for twenty years.
Looking at my billionaire parents and three powerful brothers who just flew in on their private jets to protect me, I picked up my phone to call my arrogant husband.
This time, I was going to make him leave with nothing. Jilted Wife Returns As A Billionaire Heiress
Paula Gardini Chloe had just given birth to twins, lying exhausted in a cramped, bustling hospital ward.
When she called her husband, Julian, he was busy partying with his actress mistress. He coldly hung up on her, having already drafted a brutal divorce agreement that would leave her with a pittance.
Strangers in the next bed loudly mocked her pitiful state, gossiping about how Julian was dumping her. For years, Chloe had erased her own identity to fit into his elite world, only to be thrown away like garbage. She was completely alone, clutching her helpless babies, bracing herself to sign the cruel papers just to survive.
She couldn't understand why her absolute devotion was met with such chilling indifference. Why did she have to suffer this ultimate humiliation while he celebrated with the woman who ruined her life?
But then, a senior doctor noticed a unique mole on her wrist and ran a secret DNA test. The results were staggering: Chloe was the long-lost daughter of the billionaire Beaumont family. With her fiercely protective parents and three powerful brothers suddenly forming an impenetrable fortress around her, Chloe picked up her phone and texted her arrogant husband.
"City Hall tomorrow at 10 AM. If you don't show up, my lawyer will handle everything. And trust me, you won't like their terms." Pampered By The Ruthless Biker Boss
Anywho After six years away, I returned to my hometown with a single suitcase and a picture of my fiancé tangled up with my stepsister.
I thought it was just a simple, disgusting betrayal, but when I planted a bug in their private suite to get a confession, I heard a truth that froze my blood.
My fiancé, Leo, laughed about how my own father had already signed over my mother's legacy-The Nightingale Ranch-as collateral to his powerful family.
"Once this is all done, Claire will have nothing. And the woman you marry will be me," my stepsister Jenna cheered.
Leo cooed back, calling me a stray dog he'd kick to the curb once he was bored, a worthless woman who couldn't even hold onto her family's land.
My family had sold me out, and the man I loved was planning to leave me with absolutely nothing.
I didn't cry. The pain burned away into a cold, hard hate. How could my own father conspire with them to destroy the only thing I had left of my mother?
I crashed their prestigious charity auction and played their filthy recording over the speakers for the entire town to hear.
But when Leo charged at me in a murderous rage, a wall of leather and muscle stepped in front of me.
Kade "Chaos" Peterson, the terrifying President of the rival motorcycle club, crushed Leo's wrist and announced to the stunned room, "She's with me now." A Million Dollar Lie: Watch Me Leave
Jun Shangye For three years, Hilary played the perfect, devoted wife to billionaire Julian Carlisle to save her family from financial ruin.
But her husband didn't love her; he was busy throwing a birthday party for the five-year-old son he secretly had with his college sweetheart.
To keep up appearances, Julian bought Hilary a million-dollar Cartier bracelet, but she soon discovered the exact same jewelry on his mistress's wrist.
During a heated confrontation about his lies, Julian accused her of being a hysterical madwoman and violently shoved her away.
But he didn't care that her head smashed against the sharp edge of a nightstand, causing a life-threatening cranial hemorrhage.
So she was left bleeding and unconscious on the cold floor, while he simply sneered at her.
"Stop pretending. I don't have time for these pathetic games."
He walked out the door, leaving her alone to die.
After a brush with death, her years of unrequited love and hope were completely gone, and she finally gave up.
Waking up in the ICU, she calmly looked at Julian's terrified, regretful face and made her final decision.
"Mr. Hayes, please deliver the signed divorce papers to my husband immediately." The Discarded Genius Heiress Strikes Back
Xiao Ye For three years, Caddie gave up her aerospace engineering career to be Julien's secret girlfriend, quietly writing the core algorithms for his tech company.
On their anniversary, she stood outside his apartment with a rare gift, only to hear his friends laughing inside about his "charity project."
Julien's voice was ice-cold as he called her a stray puppy.
He said she was only useful for debugging his code, and once her final algorithm was finished, she would have no value left.
He was already planning to announce his engagement to the wealthy Kiersten Parrish.
He bragged that he would just write Caddie a check and kick her out, mocking that without him, she couldn't even afford next month's rent.
Caddie leaned against the cold wall, her world shattering.
She had turned down top research fellowships and poured her soul into his work, only to be treated as a disposable tool.
He actually believed she was just a helpless nobody who relied on his charity.
She didn't scream or cry. She simply threw the expensive gift into the trash chute.
Logging into his company's secure server, she permanently deleted every single line of code she had ever built for him.
Then, she packed her single suitcase, walked out the door, and dialed a number she hadn't called in years.
"I'm ready. I want to come home."
It was time to reclaim her place as the true billionaire Kensington heiress. Old Lady of the Iron Crown
Edilaine Beckert I was sweating on a stained cot in a rundown clinic, enduring agonizing labor to deliver my twins.
My boyfriend, Viper, the President of the Raven MC, was right next door.
But he wasn't there to support me. He was buying the whole clubhouse a round of drinks to celebrate his new girlfriend's birthday.
Instead of coming to see his newborn children, he sent a thug with a loaded Glock and a legal contract.
The prospect shoved the cold steel against my forehead, demanding I sign my parental rights over to the club and walk away with nothing.
If I refused, he promised to dump our bodies in the swamp. In the hallway, the club girls laughed, calling me a worthless charity case.
"Sign the paper, or I leave three corpses in this bed."
I clutched my fragile babies to my chest, my heart turning to dead ash. I had given that man my youth and loyalty, only to be discarded like trash.
I didn't understand how someone could be so ruthlessly cruel to his own flesh and blood.
Before the hammer could drop, a mysterious man in a tailored suit calmly walked in and shattered the prospect's wrist. He took one look at the faded scar on my shoulder, ran a rapid blood test, and revealed a truth that shook my world.
I wasn't an unpatched stray, but the long-lost daughter of the most feared motorcycle club president in the country.
Now, with a two-hundred-bike army at my back, it was my turn to hunt. Claimed By The Rival Biker Boss
Tity For five years, I was the secret financial mastermind behind the Vipers MC, keeping my boyfriend Douglas and his greedy family afloat.
But today, he suddenly dumped me and demoted me to a "Sweetbutt"—the lowest level of club property, available to any patched member.
"You'll still be useful around the clubhouse," he said coldly, leaving me to the mercy of his mother Brenda, who immediately ordered me to scrub the toilets.
The other girls mocked my fall from grace, expecting me to break down and beg for my old life back.
But they didn't know I had just uncovered Douglas's ultimate betrayal: he had used the wealth I built to secretly fund a whole new life and a hidden son with another woman in Arizona.
He actually thought I would quietly accept being stripped of my dignity and passed around the clubhouse, while he built his perfect legacy on my dime.
Worse, his family tried to use my sudden vulnerability to feed me to Ardell Cameron, the ruthless president of a rival MC who had a decade-old blood vendetta against me.
They thought they were throwing a helpless, discarded woman to the wolves to save their own skins.
They had no idea they just handed a queen the perfect reason to burn their entire kingdom to the ground.
I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I smiled, opened my hidden ledgers, and began to call in every single debt they owed. 
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