The Unchosen Bride's Vengeance
/0/80823/coverbig.jpg?v=a390d6c0ea7f8752b2f689c9d36241c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
ah Jenkins, one of 99 hopefuls, a nobody from a modest background. But I'd lived this night before. In that life, I was ch
lies began to twist my reality. When Lily feigned an allergic reaction to roses, and Ethan, fueled by his stepsister's vicious charade, threatened
y grandfather's machine. He called to disable the backup power, leaving my frail, elderly grandfather to suffocate in the silence, a deliberate act of cruelty to
ice burned through me, a searing wound that far outstripped the physical pain he inflicted; how could anyone be so effortlessly cruel, so easily fooled
n that moment, a desperate, dangerous idea took root: I would marry Marcus, step into his world of power and influence, and from that unassailable position, I would rise from the as
/0/68276/coverorgin.jpg?v=e850c968fd814f48daf5abddf2735a00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/87013/coverorgin.jpg?v=03a545cda7f62154e8e6e3fea8e07fc4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/100111/coverorgin.jpg?v=e850e95497c801aebc8533c91eee1448&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/78663/coverorgin.jpg?v=b705411c5144e51405caa1dd738aa5d2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/105669/coverorgin.jpg?v=08252983093595957cca58c963da3b7b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/65237/coverorgin.jpg?v=e87f4c09444237b6798a00b1df411030&imageMogr2/format/webp)