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Rising From Wreckage: Starfall's Epic Comeback
Rain hammered against the asphalt as my sedan spun violently into the guardrail on the I-95. Blood trickled down my temple, stinging my eyes, while the rhythmic slap of the windshield wipers mocked my panic. Trembling, I dialed my husband, Clive. His executive assistant answered instead, his voice professional and utterly cold. "Mr. Wilson says to stop the theatrics. He said, and I quote, 'Hang up. Tell her I don’t have time for her emotional blackmail tonight.'" The line went dead while I was still trapped in the wreckage. At the hospital, I watched the news footage of Clive wrapping his jacket around his "fragile" ex-girlfriend, Angelena, shielding her from the storm I was currently bleeding in. When I returned to our penthouse, I found a prenatal ultrasound in his suit pocket, dated the day he claimed to be on a business trip. Instead of an apology, Clive met me with a sneer. He told me I was nothing but an "expensive decoration" his father bought to make him look stable. He froze my bank accounts and cut off my cards, waiting for the hunger to drive me back to his feet. I stared at the man I had loved for four years, realizing he didn't just want a wife; he wanted a prop he could switch off. He thought he could starve me into submission while he played father to another woman's child. But Clive forgot one thing. Before I was his trophy wife, I was Starfall—the legendary voice actress who vanished at the height of her fame. "I'm not jealous, Clive. I'm done." I grabbed my old microphone and walked out. I’m not just leaving him; I’m taking the lead role in the biggest saga in Hollywood—the one Angelena is desperate for. This time, the "decoration" is going to burn his world down.ARYA
The cake I was holding in my hands fell out of them, plopping to the ground, as I opened the door to my boyfriend's bedroom in the middle of the night to find him sleeping with my stepsister.
"Brian," I called out to him, my voice wavering as I teared up at the sight.
"Arya," he said back, both of them pulling away from each other and hiding their nude bodies under the sheets. "What are you doing here?"
"Seriously?" I frowned, not quite sure which one of them to look at in that moment; which person whose betrayal pained me more. "That's your question. What am I doing here? Why are you... oh, my God!"
I turned around and slammed the door as hard as I could as I left the room, walking away.
If I hadn't gone to get a cake to celebrate his birthday in a desperate attempt to be the first person to wish him a happy birthday, I wouldn't have known that my boyfriend was sleeping with my stepsister. I started to wonder if it was better if I didn't have to find out, or if it was for the best that I did.
"Arya, wait! I can explain!" I heard his voice behind me as he ran downstairs, now in a pair of pants but still shirtless.
He grabbed me by the hand to get me to wait, but I pulled away from his grip immediately.
"Why, Brian? Why did you do this to me? And with Rose, of all people?! My stepsister?!" I didn't care that I was raising my voice in that moment. He didn't have any neighbors anyway.
Just then, Rose stepped down the stairs, tugging the zip of her dress up with a neutral expression on her face. I searched for a hint of remorse on her face, but I was slammed with a brick of nothing.
"How long has this been going on?!" I demanded loudly.
"Let's not talk about that right now, Arya. We need to talk," Brian said.
"Talk about something other than this? Brian, I drove all the way over here so we could celebrate your birthday together, I find you with my stepsister, and you can't tell me how long this has been going on? I've been nothing but a fool to you two this whole time, is that it?!"
My eyes caught Rose's gaze, and the mere nonchalance in them was the drop that made my cup of anger overflow.
"Why aren't you saying anything?!" I screamed, lunging for her.
She flinched in alarm and fear, taking huge steps back, but Brian held me back and prevented me from reaching her.
"Why did you go after my boyfriend? You knew how much I loved him! Why did you do this to me, Rose?!"
"Arya, just calm down-"
"Is this how much you hate me?! What do you think my mother and your father are going to think about this?!"
"I guess you'll have to tell them to find out," she replied with a shrug.
I pushed my way out of Brian's arms and made my way for her again when he caught me and struck me across the cheek as he screamed: "Enough, Arya!"
The shock of it had me standing in one spot for the first ten seconds.
"Arya, I didn't mean to-"
My palm connected with his cheek in return, and his eyes widened at the slap I had given in return.
"How dare you?" I challenged. "How dare you think you can cheat on me and slap me right after it?" I glanced at Rose and spoke to her in silence, reminding her that we lived under the same roof and our parents were going to find it.
"Happy fucking birthday, Brian," I turned around and left before they could see the tears in my eyes and realize just how much I was hurt.
I ignored his constant calls for me to stop and that he had something important to tell me. Whatever he had to say, he could swallow the words and possibly choke on them. I didn't want to hear a thing from him.
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"Rose has been sleeping with Brian!" I announced when I got into the kitchen to find my mother and my stepfather having their usual late-night sips of red wine. I sniffled, wiping my tears, but that only gave an opening for the new tears to show up.
"Brian? Your ex-boyfriend?" Mom questioned.
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The Billion-Dollar Secret
Arya stealthily walks towards her boyfriend's room in the middle of her room with a cake in her hand – it's his birthday, and she wants to make sure she is the first person to wish him a happy birthday. Arya, believing her presence is going to be the only surprise, is met with a bigger shock when s/0/83974/coverorgin.jpg?v=6a3b21f957a847a2b83b59fa255922a3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He's billion dollar bride
She was just the girl who got dumped and humiliated. He was the billionaire who needed a wife-fast. What started as a contract turned into the most dangerous deal of her heart. When Reina Moreno gets publicly dumped by her long-time boyfriend and betrayed by her cousin, she thinks her life can't ge/0/64098/coverorgin.jpg?v=8de98011c4cb73259cf4d139a537176f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billion Dollar Baby
Maya's world was shattered after a one-night stand with billionaire David, whom she met while working as a bartender, ended in ruthless abandonment, leaving her pregnant and heartbroken. She confronts him, only to be met with a cruel dismissal: "You're nothing but a disposable mistake. I d/1/104781/coverorgin.jpg?v=52ce1edd8a489a6db36fb8ceeb0023db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Blood Bag's Billion-Dollar Revenge
I was in the kitchen of the Vance mansion, slicing black truffles worth more than my car while my mother-in-law, Victoria, mocked my "backwoods" origins. My back throbbed from standing for six hours, and my head spun from the chronic anemia I’d developed since marrying into this family. Suddenly, m/0/88521/coverorgin.jpg?v=8f1d6cd84200b7053e439a7a3fd1b131&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Heartbreak, Betrayal, and Billion-Dollar Revenge
After two years of brutal IVF treatments, I finally held a positive pregnancy test in my hand. I was the brains behind our billion-dollar tech company, and this baby was meant to be my greatest joint venture with my husband, Harden. Then an anonymous text arrived. It was a video of Harden kissing a/1/103262/coverorgin.jpg?v=febd32ec9ed8ee8b0434d2f942ff4cc9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, Her Billion-Dollar Revenge
For three years, I played the part of a simple housewife for my husband, Cedric. I buried my true self-Eleanor Curry, heiress to a massive security firm-to be the quiet wife he claimed to love. Then a chemical plant exploded. In the chaos, Cedric shielded his teammate, Cassidy, and left me behind i/0/51800/coverorgin.jpg?v=81e2d911b264db34230fcd197e145cbe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billion Dollar Man
I never wanted wealth, power, or the responsibility that goes with it. Making a difference by fighting fires was my dream. That and a pretty girl to love at night. But life didn’t ask me. After struggling through the business world, I finally have a chance to return home to chase my dreams. The/0/84893/coverorgin.jpg?v=c67cd3b66b6f63084a55847d551f0539&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Regret
My body was a battlefield, stitches screaming with every step, but my heart soared. I had just given a kidney to save Liam, the struggling artist I loved more than life itself. This massive sacrifice for the man I believed was my destiny, the fellow orphan who understood my every struggle, was all/0/84024/coverorgin.jpg?v=befbc99e8486f64cfc1bb0a392c53372&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar Intern
My boyfriend, Ethan, was sweet, naive, and an intern at my architecture firm. I, a junior architect buried in student debt, thought we were a team, struggling side-by-side in our expensive Soho loft, building a life together. Then, I found out our whole life was a lie. He wasn't a struggling inte/0/65351/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed8b4c8f98ab1c3d9edbd394dbcb3351&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My billion dollar bride
In a world where love is often overshadowed by wealth and family expectations, Dimple Montez faces the ticking clock of her 27th birthday. Born into an opulent family, she has one chance to secure her future: marry before she turns twenty-seven or forfeit her inheritance to an untrustworthy relative/0/23518/coverorgin.jpg?v=0fa7d1ca9cfd0b8a2acac9e20c36d8bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billion Dollar Playgirl
She is a young billionaire that doesn't want to settle down she is use to partying and having one night stands daily, she does not need money, cars, or house from a man what she is looking for is unconditional love, someone who will put her first and being there when she needs them, She ends up slee/0/89923/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d3e37d28c5917a1cb00f100b3d54e8b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar deal
"You'll sleep in a separate room," he said. "Unless you decide not to." I took the deal for the money. One year. No sex. No emotions. But Julian Styles the cold, filthy-rich CEO of Styles Corporation wasn't just a contract. He became an addiction . I told myself not to want him. Not when he touche/0/83734/coverorgin.jpg?v=f83e4ca5f92ec2855d04ea871d08ba2d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Vengeance
"Daddy, are we really not going?" my daughter Chloe asked, her eyes big and hopeful, clutching the beautiful dress she was supposed to wear to the Memorial Day gala with her mother. My wife, Congresswoman Ava Hayes, had just called, her voice crisp and professional, claiming a last-minute, critical/0/69866/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5550e62b38746dd061d936b4b1e43bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar secret
Seraphina Everhart has always played by the rules. As the brilliant executive assistant to the enigmatic billionaire Cassian Ashford, she's kept her head down, focused on her career, and never let anyone get too close. But when a forbidden attraction between her and Cassian begins to ignite, Seraphi/0/80770/coverorgin.jpg?v=5c6a4129546a5bf6954627614ea0c29d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Lie
Pregnant again, my belly fluttering with tiny hope, I poured every spare penny into Mark’s dream – a cozy bookstore. This wasn't just a business; it was our stable future, a safe haven for our child. My world shattered at a charity auction, tucked away behind velvet curtains. "She's so naive," Jess/0/83928/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d2a230e1fa678fec12ae5798f6fc503&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Billion-Dollar Betrayal
My hands were calloused from years on construction sites, every ache a testament to the future Gabrielle and I were building. That future shattered when she burst into tears, claiming our life savings – eighty thousand dollars – had vanished in a crypto scam. "It' s okay, Gabby," I told her, h/0/80651/coverorgin.jpg?v=7978cd0c37e424906407b095aeec84ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Auctioning Ava: A Billion-Dollar Betrayal
My husband, Ethan, the charming CEO of Hayes Innovations, and I were the picture-perfect couple at our anniversary gala. I wanted a sapphire necklace for our milestone, a glimmer of hope for my struggling family art gallery. But then Chloe Vance, Ethan’s young intern who always seemed to be by his s/0/81154/coverorgin.jpg?v=366f4f81c09f6eeec5e9c4de03827095&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billion-Dollar Dirt Farm
The air in the Oakhaven County Courthouse records office was thick with the smell of old paper. My pen hovered over the sales agreement for the little house on Elm Street, my entire inheritance from Grandma about to be invested, mostly in my boyfriend Mark' s name. I envisioned our future, eager to/0/83913/coverorgin.jpg?v=685ca26b021708ca293a9439dbde3183&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Heiress: A Billion-Dollar Reckoning
The day of my SATs, my first step toward freedom, began with a slap. Our Texas ranch was a river of mud, and the testing center was twenty miles away. My father, a self-made oil tycoon, didn' t even look up as I begged for fifty dollars. "Fifty dollars? Do you think money grows on trees, Gabriel/0/85108/coverorgin.jpg?v=c0e22bb67cb68a949758c3fede646fe8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
