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The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback
Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.Chapter 1
A not-so-simple task
Lilian.
I wasn't always like this.
This bony and frail looking girl with hollow eyes. These eyes were vibrant once before, even my dark hair was shiny once before, now it looked scattered and dry like an overused mop.
I sighed to myself as I gave up looking at my miserable frame in the mirror. This was my life now, I had made peace with it.
There was no big bad Alpha that would swoop in to save me and destroy the lives of the people that were destroying mine everyday.
"Are you done gawking at your ugly self, Lorraine?" The Luna's disgusted and mocking tone filled my ears.
I looked up and saw the disdain her eyes had as they stared down at my bony figure.
"I'm sorry, Luna. I just wanted to tell you that I was done cleaning Cailan's room." I bowed my head while I spoke.
"Oh." She stopped short at the stairs, looking all put together in the gold-coloured satin simple gown that hugged her delicate figure. "Find something else and do it. It is not like there isn't any other thing in this house to keep you busy. Don't be a lazy fool and go out yourself to work!" She commanded with acid dripping from her tone, and thundered down the stairs.
I nodded slowly. I sure looked really tired and weary, and my tummy grumbled due to lack of food. I hadn't eaten since the previous night as a punishment for not washing the Beta's clothes.
My knees could give way at any moment and I could slump at any time, but I walked on.
"Lorraine, there you are." I heard a haughty voice behind me.
Beta Aidan.
"Yes, Beta." I bowed my head to show submission, if not, I would be used and abused and nobody would care.
"Go to the lobby and scrub the floor, it needs to be sparkling and shining before I return. You can take Hailey with you." He said.
I bowed my head once again and rushed the best I could to pick up the supplies and go to my stationed workplace. Hailey came with me, and together on our hands and knees, we scrubbed quietly.
"Seal all the pack borders! We are under attack!" My Alpha's deep voice resonated throughout the pack link, and I could feel all the hair in my body stand.
For the first time in a while, I was struck with fear of the unknown. I was ensuring all these because of only one goal in mind, and a pack attack would ruin it all. There was a hint of panic in the Alpha's voice, something that had never happened before.
"Something is really wrong, I have a terrible feeling about this." My friend, Hailey, said with eyes filled with fear.
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Mated To The Predator
The Predator stands alone, without a pack, territory, or any ties, and has the power to devastate several werewolf clans simultaneously. Even the Alphas tremble at the mention of this ruthless, heartless entity. A Predator is burdened with a curse-forever destined to be without a mate. Seconds befo/0/82317/coverorgin.jpg?v=0e473a27208ebc6a4cf649a1d49c2f51&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Preschool Predator
My life as a diner waitress, a single mom to five-year-old Leo, was perfectly ordinary. Then came the frantic Facebook post from another mom: "CHLOE TRIED TO FLY!!! Off the balcony! Mr. Giggles! Candy Cloud Kingdom! HELP!" My blood ran cold because Chloe was in Leo' s preschool class. That evenin/0/84211/coverorgin.jpg?v=691263830352151474f3664806d10e5a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Pawn To Predator
They told me I was coming home, a long-lost son found by the wealthy Clark family in their sprawling New Orleans mansion. But the moment I touched the Sphynx cat they insisted was a "welcome gift," a wave of pure malice hit me-a human consciousness trapped and seething with hate. And the antique l/0/33772/coverorgin.jpg?v=570df45e8a63d95a6bbefb85b2433aaf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mate To The Alpha Predator.
WARNING! This book contains strong matured contents which includes sex(lots of it), trauma, abuse, abuse of a minor e.t.c. Read at your risk. . . . "Do you know what smells better than fear?" His voice was a replica of the male. Deep, dark, and dangerous. "What...?" She squeaked, terrified. He wa/0/86651/coverorgin.jpg?v=022a385c0c67f34fa6dc3d2e0e32adec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When The Victim Becomes The Predator
My cousin Liam has a hobby. It' s ruining my life. Every time I found a girl I genuinely liked, he' d swoop in, charm her, and orchestrate a public, humiliating breakup. For years, I played the victim, internalizing the laughter and pity, dismissed by my mother as merely "jealous." But this time,/0/80411/coverorgin.jpg?v=cf361250b63ce8192ef9c1198234e9e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The PR Guru and The Predator
I was Ava Miller, Hollywood's top PR guru, thriving at my firm, happily pregnant with my fiancé Ethan's child. One ordinary evening, Ethan's familiar tea tasted odd. Darkness. I awoke tied to a chair, dimly lit, only to see Rex Donovan, my volatile client, standing there. And Ethan. My Ethan. M/1/110647/coverorgin.jpg?v=05c66833edc6dc785c58818e6c04a163&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Trophy Wife, The Apex Predator
My husband of three years, Arthur Vanderbilt, came home smelling of his mistress's perfume and threw divorce papers on our marble kitchen island. He demanded I sign away all rights to our assets for a five-million-dollar "severance," calling me a leech his family picked up from the suburbs to solve/1/108024/coverorgin.jpg?v=742ef2fc31267ccce40f5935df99689b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: The Predator In Silk
They killed her once. Now, she's back to collect the debt. Thrown back in time to the single night that shattered her life, Jane King is no longer the powerless charity case of the billionaire Norman family. She's a ghost with a ten-year grudge and a perfect memory of every sin they committed. The/0/67684/coverorgin.jpg?v=40b07adc2a1b675a0ed014dd0a730465&imageMogr2/format/webp)
REVENGE IS A GAME
"Who are you?" "Your worst nightmare" "Ava... I thought you were dead?" When Ava discovers the devastating truth about Logan's betrayal, her world crumbles. Fuelled by anger and thirst for revenge, she comes back with a new face and identity and embarks on a dangerous game of revenge. As the pas/0/67185/coverorgin.jpg?v=33288a7385badda341cd602e545fc66f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A SHADE'S REVENGE
'Some women are sweet, kind, predictable: but you- Sierra, is nothing like I have ever seen before. Quit trying to hide, you can't fool me. I know you are an angel in disguise' These words were etched on his pretty white card that came with his business trip parting gift. He told Sierra that it mea/0/22259/coverorgin.jpg?v=4fa639befd111c874b16233d017b4c3b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge To The Devil
At a young age, she witnessed how her whole family was murdered by a notorious gang leader whom his Dad worked with. She knows nothing about what her Dad's job was. She never forgets his face and wishes one day she'll get revenge on him, who killed her entire family. She was brought into an orphana/0/56718/coverorgin.jpg?v=6b8509df1e1f5b14aaf9fcd6a33309d2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Scorned Luna's Revenge
She built him from the ground so she can destroy him. Persephone died at the hands of her mate, a man she sacrificed everything for but in the end, he chose his true mate over her. She is granted a chance to redo everything, waking up two years before her death and this time, all she wants is reve/0/25906/coverorgin.jpg?v=f21e0739fa83b50996e654d3c090f117&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Twist Of Fate: Heir To The World's Wealthiest Man
Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen. From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white an/0/80918/coverorgin.jpg?v=74d7ffbac8a7aded75f1685f78a7e651&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From The Dead: A Billionaire's Revenge
The Nevada desert trip with my adoptive parents, Richard and Linda, was meant to be a relaxing break from my Seattle game studio life. Then a drifter, "K," whispered something chilling to them; their faces instantly turned cold, demanding I sign over my multi-million dollar company to him. I laugh/1/108219/coverorgin.jpg?v=332226a0d523888d69e7188498160b57&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract With A Monster: The Heiress's Revenge
It was my birthday, but instead of celebrating, I was bleeding on the floor of my own bedroom. My sister Serena had just smashed a champagne bottle over my legs, her eyes filled with a dark madness because our father allowed me to wear the family diamonds. To escape her, I bolted into a pitch-black/1/109679/coverorgin.jpg?v=ac9efc862f4f43cb1a52fceae840b221&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Rejected Heir: A Mother's Revenge
My husband claimed he brought the surrogate into our bed to save my life. He said the Hatfield Curse killed every Alpha female in childbirth, so he needed another vessel for his heir. He swore it was just a clinical duty. But when he intercepted the "rogue" I was desperately trying to smuggle out o/0/83483/coverorgin.jpg?v=d71e7fd11cd4f03bbd588aef54f6ba9e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Billionaire's Calculated Revenge
I was back, standing at my own opulent wedding reception in the Hamptons, surrounded by the clinking of champagne glasses and whispers of the wealthy. Just moments before, I' d been bleeding out on wet asphalt, the last sound I heard my wife Chloe and her lover Carter laughing, discussing my ten-mi/0/86824/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d6876343629fa7ba63fc82019792b50&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Replaced: A Husband's Revenge
"Mr. Phantom, are you sure you want to enter the national street art competition?" the voice on the phone asked, echoing in my lavish penthouse. I, Ethan Hayes, the true Phantom, stared at my reflection, the city lights blurring like the last ten years of my life. I was back.\n\nThe memories hit me-/0/97145/coverorgin.jpg?v=5a9097630c3e9c3fa3fcdeba3c49c1fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Revenge He Regrets
A DIVORCE HE REGRETS BOOK 2 She was the golden girl. He was the boy born of revenge. One dare led Ava Graham into a party she should never have attended... and into the arms of Kye Osborn - the stranger who stole her first kiss, her first night, and her peace. By morning, he was the new transfer/0/83486/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c9f8203da54fdac9c61e27df869bdd8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
