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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return
I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world."Claire, that car crash three years ago-and the guys who tried to kidnap you last night-it's the same group! Listen to me. Right now, all clues are pointing straight at your adoptive parents... and Nelson Cooper."
Hearing the name Nelson, Claire Thompson's breath caught in her throat.
Sunlight poured through the window, bright and warm. But all she felt was a chill crawling over her skin.
"Nelson?" she murmured, echoing the name.
Adrian on the other end sounded pissed. "I'm telling you, don't even think of giving that jerk the benefit of the doubt."
Her voice came out rough, like she had to force the words, "I get it. I just think... for now, we can't jump to any actions."
Adrian's voice rose. "They tried to kill you, Claire. Twice! Don't tell me you're still going soft on them."
"I'm not," she said quietly, a hint of frustration in her tone. "But we've got nothing solid-just vague leads. Plus, Nelson and I are technically still married. If I stir things up now, the fallout will be huge."
"Then divorce him," Adrian snapped. "Cut ties clean, then we can do what needs to be done."
"I plan to," Claire said, closing her eyes for a moment. "That's why I came back. But Adrian, until it's official, we have to keep everything under wraps."
Silence hung for a beat.
Claire added softly, "If the Thompsons find out I'm actually from the Fields family... things could get messy fast. I won't drag our family into this just because of old grudges."
Adrian let out a deep sigh. "You're family, Claire. It's our job to protect you. No questions asked."
"That's why I need you to hold off," she replied, her voice gentler, almost pleading. "Let me handle it first. I just want to get out of this without making a bigger mess."
".Fine. Your call. But promise me, stay away from Nelson."
"I will," she said. "Once I'm divorced, I'm coming home."
She had barely hung up when the knock came..
Knock, knock.
Only one other person had a key besides the housekeeper. And he wouldn't knock-not unless he wanted something.
Claire frowned, didn't move.
Another pause-then the knock came again, sharper, more insistent..
"Claire." A deep male voice called through the door. Calm, unreadable. "Open up."
She walked over and placed her hand on the doorknob, and then-deliberately slow-twisted it, pulling the door open just a crack.
Nelson stood there, dressed in a sharp charcoal-gray suit, not a wrinkle in sight, posture straight as ever.
Three years, and somehow he looked exactly the same.
His eyes rested on her face for a moment. A barely-there frown flickered across his brow.
"What were you doing? You've been in there a while."
His tone was flat, casual.
"Packing," Claire replied, shifting slightly to the side, but didn't fully open the door. No invitation in her stance.
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The Bride He Cast Away on Their Wedding Night
In the glittering world of high society and cutthroat ambition, a single sentence shatters a marriage: "Let's get a divorce." For three years, Claire Thompson has lived in exile, her marriage to the powerful Nelson Cooper a hollow shell existing only on paper. Shipped abroad on her wedding day and/0/84419/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204616&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wedding He Lost
For eight years, I played the perfect high-society fiancée to Andrew Lester, a man consumed by guilt, whose emotional distance masked a disturbing fixation on his "niece," Molly. I silently endured his self-imposed celibacy, convinced his aloofness was just his penance. But weeks before our wedding/0/84337/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204343&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress He Threw Away
For five years, I poured my life, my talent, and my unpaid labor into building Ryan Blakely' s dream. I was his graphic designer, his strategist, his every support, believing our shared struggle would culminate in a shared future. Then, live on a pixelated stream, bathed in the glow of his multi-mi/0/86403/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211454&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mermaid He Sold Away
I was Lot 734. A living, breathing mermaid, displayed in a massive tank, waiting to be sold to the highest bidder. In the front row, watching it all, was Dr. Aris Thorne, the man who had promised me forever on a hidden beach, the man I had loved with my whole being. His colleagues had surrounded m/0/85793/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210809&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Woman He Threw Away
For ten years, Liam was my world. I was the silent force behind Aegis, his tech empire, turning a garage startup into a titan on the brink of its IPO. Every all-nighter, every neutralized threat, every high-stakes deal – I was there, a ghost in the shadows, believing his promise: "Once Aegis goe/0/86812/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251104051043&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Cast Away
Olivia Morgan stood at the deserted runway, her one-way ticket to Milan clutched in her hand, leaving behind a cold penthouse and a husband who should have known why. Her best friend Emily' s call confirmed her escape, urging her not to look back. But back at the penthouse, her husband, Ethan Carte/0/45590/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250117174950&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stay Away From Me
Alice traveled to her best friend Viola's house to prepare for her college entrance exam. However, Viola was not at home, and Alice found herself waiting with Viola's brother, Sam, who had long harbored feelings for her. Sam offered Alice a drink, secretly adding some substances to it to incapacitat/0/23885/coverorgin.jpg?v=20211104141013&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Wife He Threw Away, Rebuilt
After four years of being tortured in a black site, I finally escaped. I crawled back home, driven only by the thought of my husband, Brody, and our son, Eben. But when I reached the gates of our estate, he didn't recognize my emaciated frame. He called me a beggar and had the guards throw me out./0/65812/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250919180056&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Sketch Away From Perfect
Sometimes being outnumbered is a good thing--a very good thing! Harper When I signed up for an app that let me make some extra cash attending events with single men, I had no idea it would lead me to fall in love--four times! Scott is a caring organic farmer with muscles like no other. Damien is o/0/64884/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241030152008&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Running Away from his Grip
Sally has spent years in a relationship defined by control and manipulation, longing for freedom and a life of her own. When she finally breaks free, she faces a daunting world and the haunting grip of her past. Determined to reclaim her independence, Sally will run away from the Billionaire's grip./0/67604/coverorgin.jpg?v=adf875be154b052b268657ac704a55bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Running away from the Alpha King
I was forced to marry my Mate, the Alpha King. But I said hell no! As a white she-wolf, I, Christal, am also an noble Alpha. Though it was my destiny to marry him, I had never met him, I felt nothing for him! What's more, I've heard he's an extremely violent tyrant. That's why, I chose to escape fro/0/86614/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212122&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Wedding Wreckage To Starlight
For ten years, Olivia Hayes was my universe. As an astrophysicist, I understood the vastness of space, but she was my sun, the center of my gravity, for whom I even gave up career opportunities. Our wedding day was meant to be the culmination of our decade-long love. But the day before our wedding,/0/19934/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220802184153&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He takes my breath away
Stacia is a plus size model that's trying to catch her big break into acting. She was beyond excited to get a part in a commercial. It was an added bonus when she found out she would be working alongside her crush. Sadly, crushes are only meant to crush you. Darius is the Hollywood heartthrob the ev/0/80754/coverorgin.jpg?v=06dd9d166c79279787498ed6f77259ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wedding Crash: Delivered From The Dead
I worked three desperate jobs for Olivia, my wife, after her family's fashion empire crumbled, drowning in millions of debt. She claimed we needed a ‘fake divorce' to protect me, a sacrifice I bravely accepted, even enrolling in a high-risk medical trial for quick cash. But one afternoon, arriving/0/56863/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240806121518&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Running Away From My Betrothed
Betrayed by her fiance and her family, Ellie thought, for a fleeting moment, that being tied down to a ghost she had never known was the only option. But that was until a wild thought banged her head. "Run, Ellie!" Her mind screamed. The heart is always right, they say, and at that point in her li/0/20267/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240218190129&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He takes my breath away 3
They say everyone has a past and sometimes it’s what can define your future and make you the person you are today. To tell our story I must first finish there’s. In book one you met my mom Stacia and my dad Darius. You read how they met and fell in love and that was when my twin brother and I had a/0/45411/coverorgin.jpg?v=982437b8e88483cc7d0263751daef048&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Spoiled Ex-Wife: Daddy, Mommy Ran Away Again
"Love finds us in the strangest places." Weldon became a changed man after the death of his wife. He no longer fooled around. Instead, he focused on raising his son. Everyone thought he wouldn't give love another chance. One day, his newly hired family doctor visited him. The doctor was trying t/0/81308/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106195158&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Loyalty Ran Dry
We were ten minutes away from getting our marriage license, for the eleventh time. Just as we neared the office, her phone buzzed with a call from Liam, her 'sick' ex, instantly draining her face of color and her devotion from me. She abandoned me again, speeding off to his side for what felt li/1/103522/coverorgin.jpg?v=ad303d43634d6e3f66f4599b2885d788&imageMogr2/format/webp)
