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Ella Mart
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Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg

Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg

They say the perfect crime leaves no witnesses. But what happens when the victim refuses to stay dead? On the happiest day of her life, she was betrayed by the only person she trusted. He took her fortune. He erased her name. He watched her burn and toasted to her memory. He thinks he is safe. He thinks the past is buried six feet under. But what if the grave was empty? Three years later, a mysterious woman walks into his life. She is everything he desires: powerful, beautiful, and dangerous. She knows his secrets before he speaks them. She knows his weaknesses before he shows them. He is drawn to her like a moth to a flame, unaware that she is the very fire he tried to extinguish. He thinks he’s found a new partner. He has no idea he is shaking hands with his own executioner. She is standing right in front of him, wearing a stranger’s face but holding a dead woman’s grudge. How long can a murderer look into the eyes of his victim without realizing who she is? And when the mask finally slips... will he have time to scream?
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Chapter: We flip it
ARIA I didn't stick around to watch them finish. I tiptoed backward, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I blinked hard in the dim hallway, honestly wondering for a second if my eyes were playing some sick trick on me. But the muffled gasps and the heavy thud of the desk left no room for doubt. It was real. This was actually happening.This is crazy, I thought. Like, really crazy. For a split second, I considered pulling out my phone to snap a picture or record a video as evidence. But the risk was far too high. If Jason heard the click of a camera or saw the glow of a screen, I wouldn't make it to the elevator alive. So, I kept my steps agonizingly slow and silent, backing away until I was far enough down the corridor to turn and practically run for the exit.Jason and Zane? My mind was spinning as the elevator descended to the parking garage. It just wasn't adding up. How on earth did those two find chemistry? Jason spent most of his time hiding out in Mex
Last Updated: 2026-03-29
Chapter: A Nuclear Bomb
ARIA "Hmmmm, Mark."I spoke to the empty space where he had just been standing, my voice barely a whisper in the silent office."What level of stupidity do you grade me on? Do you really think I bought those lies?" The door was closed, but I could still feel the residue of his desperation in the room. Hamburg. Customs issues. A "facilitation fee." It was laughable. He had stuttered through the explanation like a schoolboy caught with a cheat sheet. He thought he was a master manipulator, but he was just a drowning man flailing in the water, pulling everyone down with him."I have to play along, Mr. Miller," I murmured, leaning back in my leather chair. "For now. But don't worry. It won't end well from here." I looked at the banking screen one last time. Eighteen million dollars gone. Handed over to a hacker to cover up a failed heist. It made my blood boil to see my hard-earned money thrown away on criminals, but I forced myself to close the tab.Let it go, Aria. It’s the pr
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: I'm Safe
MARK I stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut.I didn't wait for the driver to pull away. I walked straight toward the entrance of the Vance Logistics tower, muttering under my breath."It was an emergency. The Hamburg port. Customs impounded the fleet."I repeated the lines over and over, testing the rhythm, making sure I sounded stressed but authoritative. I needed to sell this. I needed Aria to believe that I was a CEO making a tough call, not a desperate man paying off a hitman."It was eighteen million or we lose the European market," I whispered to the glass doors as I pushed through them. "I had to act fast." I took the elevator up to the executive floor. I tapped my foot against the metal floor the whole way up, checking my reflection. I loosened my tie just a bit and messed up my hair. I needed to look like I had been through hell.I got to her office door and waited a minute before knocking just to recite the lies I was about to spit out.Aria was sitting in
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: Just keep Driving
Mark"Just keep driving."My voice was a croak, barely audible over the hum of the engine."Sir?" the driver asked, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "We’ve circled Central Park three times. Do you have a destination in mind?""I said keep driving!" I snapped, the anger flaring up and dying just as quickly, leaving me hollow. "Drive until the gas runs out. I don't care."The driver nodded silently and merged back into the grey, slushy traffic of midtown Manhattan.I slumped against the cold leather of the backseat, staring out the tinted window. The city passed by in a blur of steel and concrete, a monument to money and power. Yesterday, I thought I'd own this city, I thought I was hours away from buying a private island and disappearing into the sun.Today, I was a corpse that just hadn't stopped moving yet.I closed my eyes, but the image was burned into my retinas. The green text on the black screen.$0.00.It was a joke. It had to be a sick, cosmic joke. I had lived in
Last Updated: 2026-02-23
Chapter: Let's play
ARIAMy finger hovered over the RECALL FUNDS button.Every instinct I had—the survival instinct that had kept me alive for the past three years, the logical part of my brain that Maya had trained—was screaming at me to take it back. To drain the account dry right now.Should I beat him at his own game? I wondered. Should I remove the money from the account?If I did, the account would hit zero. Mark wouldn't be able to pay the next installment to Adrian. The hacker would come for him. Mark would disappear into a black bag, and I would never have to look at his face again.It was tempting. It was so incredibly tempting to let a monster eat a monster.But then, my hand froze.No, I thought, pulling my hand back from the keyboard. He is my prey and my prey alone.If Adrian kills him, it would be quick and would be messy. Mark would die thinking he was just unlucky, a victim of a bad deal. He wouldn't know it was me. He wouldn't know that Elara Vance had come back from the dead to strip
Last Updated: 2026-02-22
Chapter: Crack in Armor
ARIA The heavy door clicked shut, cutting off the sight of Mark’s retreating back.I stood in the center of the office for a long moment, listening to the silence. It didn't feel empty and heavy with the echo of his panic. I had seen the terror of a man who realized the ground beneath his feet had turned into quicksand.He was running helter-skelter, chasing ghosts in the machine, terrified of calling the cops because he knew—deep down—that he was the criminal. He couldn't report a theft from a vault he had tried to rob.A slow, cold smile spread across my face."Run, Mark," I whispered to the closed door. "Run until your legs give out. You can't outrun a ghost."I walked over to the desk and sat down in the leather chair. It groaned familiarly under my weight. For the first time since I had returned to New York, I didn't feel like an imposter. I felt like I belonged here.I pulled out my secure tablet and opened the encrypted chat with Maya.Status: PHOENIX HOLDINGS.Transfer: 1
Last Updated: 2026-02-21
BORROWED LOVE ON ICE

BORROWED LOVE ON ICE

“I never meant to fall for him… especially not him.” — Mellisa Brown. Xavier Kesh has it all—England’s hockey golden boy, heir to a billionaire empire, and the face every brand wants. Fast on the ice and lethal with a smirk, he’s built a career on speed, charm, and winning. He was supposed to stay focused on the game… and loyal to his girlfriend, Katrina Brown. But everything changes when Melissa Brown—Katrina’s younger sister, fierce runway model, and rising hockey star—enters into a fake relationship with Xavier to skyrocket her modeling career. It was meant to be all for show. Just business. Just pretend. Until the cameras stopped rolling… and the chemistry became undeniable. Melissa has one goal—win the Miss England crown and prove she’s more than the second Brown sister living in Katrina’s shadow. But faking it with Xavier turns into late-night calls, lingering touches, and a connection that feels too real to ignore. And when Katrina discovers the truth? The sister who once protected Melissa becomes her worst enemy—hellbent on revenge, betrayal burning hotter than any spotlight. Now, lines blur and loyalties crack. Three hearts. One crown. And a love that was never supposed to happen. The game was fake. The feelings weren’t. And someone’s about to lose it all.
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Chapter: EPILOGUE
XAVIER'S POV Months later, Melissa gave birth to a bouncing baby boy—our blue jet finally arrived. The first time I held him in my arms, it felt as though the world stilled just to watch that moment with me. His little fingers curled around mine, fragile yet full of promise. My chest tightened, not in pain, but in overwhelming joy. This child, this tiny miracle, was more than blood and name; he was a symbol of redemption. A reminder that love, even when bruised, can bloom again. Melissa, exhausted but radiant, leaned against her pillows with a tired smile. She whispered, “He looks just like you.” And truly, he did. From the shape of his nose to the faint curl of his lips, he was a miniature version of me. My mini-me. The hospital room was filled with laughter, blessings, and emotions so high they felt tangible. I remembered kissing Melissa’s forehead and silently thanking God for a second chance—not just with her, but with the family I thought I would never have. *** A month la
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: JUST THE BEGINING
XAVIER'S POVWEEKS LATER... Filing that case against Louis and Marco wasn’t easy, but it was necessary. Too many lines had been crossed, too many scars left behind, and I couldn’t just sit back and let them continue tormenting Melissa and i. They thought they could manipulate the media, twist the truth, and bury us under scandals. They thought intimidation and lies were enough to shatter us.They were wrong.When I walked into the courthouse that first morning, the weight of everything pressed down on me. The tall marble columns, the echo of shoes against the polished floor, the sharp scent of paper and ink from the clerk’s desk—it all hit me at once. This wasn’t just another day. This was justice in motion.Melissa was by my side, her hand lightly resting in mine. She had insisted on coming, even though I told her the stress wasn’t good for her. But Melissa was strong-willed. “If I don’t stand beside you now, Xavier, when will I? This fight is ours,” she had said.And she was right
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: FIGHTING A LOSING WAR
KATRINA'S POV After I saw Xavier’s post—from the media frenzy at the airport to the photographs of his proposal to Melissa—I realized I had lost this battle. There was no denying it anymore. Xavier’s love for Melissa was real. It had always been real, whether I wanted to accept it or not.For weeks I had fooled myself into believing that I could somehow win, that I could outshine my sister, that Xavier would see me differently. But watching the way he held her hand in those photographs, watching the way he looked at her as though she was the only woman in the entire world, crushed every last ounce of denial in me.I scrolled through the comments under the viral posts.“Finally, he’s acknowledging her.”“True love always wins.”“Look at her glow—she’s definitely pregnant!”“She’s carrying his child. The Kesh heir!”The rumors were true. Melissa was pregnant, and Xavier was responsible.It should have been me, a bitter voice whispered inside me. But another part of me, the part I had
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: I CAME TO SEE YOU
XAVIER'S POV Everything felt like it was finally back to normal—or at least as close to normal as it could get in my world. Melissa was back in my life. For the first time in months, I didn’t feel that gaping hole in my chest. She was here, in my arms, in my bed, in my apartment, carrying my child. The noise online had died down. The internet trolls who once branded Melissa with cruel names had shut their mouths, forced into silence after I made my declaration at the airport and followed it with something bigger—our engagement photo. The picture of me on one knee, sliding the ring onto Melissa’s finger, had gone viral. It wasn’t just gossip anymore; it was evidence of a man in love, ready to fight for the woman he nearly lost. That morning, I woke up earlier than Melissa. The sunlight was just peeking through the blinds, spilling across her face. She looked peaceful, her lips slightly parted, one hand resting protectively over her stomach. That image alone—my fiancée, glowing wit
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: BACK HOME
MELISSA'S POV The flight felt endless. The hours in the air dragged on, weighed down by silence so heavy it seemed to press against my chest. I sat by the window, staring at the vast clouds that blurred into each other like brushstrokes on a cold canvas. Beside me, Xavier was a statue. His shoulders were tense, his gaze fixed on nothing, his jaw tight. He would only look at me periodically, smile and pat my head. He didn't even want to say anything. There were too many unspoken words between us, too many ghosts lingering in the space that separated our seats. My heart kept hammering with every little movement he made. I wanted to ask him why—why he looked like he was carrying the weight of the world, why he had dragged me back here, why his joy when I agreed to return had been replaced by this cold silence. But the words stuck in my throat. So I pressed my forehead against the window, pretending to sleep, pretending the distance didn’t matter when it mattered more than anything.
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: TIME TO SAY GOODBYE
MELISSA'S POV Xavier looked like a child who had just been handed his favorite candy on Halloween. His entire face lit up the second I said I’d go back with him. For a brief moment, I forgot the heaviness in my chest. His joy was contagious, so pure and unrestrained that a small smile crept onto my lips despite everything. But then the reality struck—he had said the flight was this morning. That meant there was barely any time to prepare myself mentally or emotionally. I glanced around my small apartment, my safe haven for months. My chest tightened. Could I really leave this place behind? It was modest, yes, but it had been mine. Every corner carried memories—late nights curled on the couch, mornings spent staring out the window with coffee in hand, silent tears shed when the loneliness became too much. This apartment had held my grief, my healing, and now it was about to witness my next chapter. “Mel,” Xavier’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. He was already rolling up his
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
The Christmas Captive

The Christmas Captive

I woke up in a penthouse dressed up for Christmas, having no memory of how I got here. With a stranger sitted beside my hospital bed, his dark eyes watching me like I was something precious he was afraid to lose. He says his name is Damien Cross, my husband. He says we were in an accident two weeks before Christmas, and that I've forgotten everything about our perfect life together. But nothing felt right. The staff won't meet my eyes. My phone had no history. And when I found a journal hidden behind wrapped gifts in my dressing room, the handwriting is mine, but the words were a warning: Do not trust him. Leave before Christmas. You know what he did. Damien surrounded me with holiday magic, kisses under the mistletoe, and planned romantic surprises beneath twinkling lights. He's everything a husband should be: protective, tender, devoted. Yet his love felt like a cage decorated with ribbons and bows. The closer we got to Christmas Eve, the more I remember fragments of another life. Arguments,Fear,Betrayal. One night I tried to run from him in the snow and never made it out. Now I have until Christmas Day to uncover the truth about my past before Damien's version of our love story becomes the only one that matters. Because the man who saved me might be the same man I was trying to escape.
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Chapter: THE JOURNAL
Ava's POV The penthouse is too quiet at night. During the day, there are staffs moving around, phones ringing, the city noise filtering through the windows. But after midnight, when Damien thinks I'm asleep, the silence is suffocating. I've been awake for hours, lying in the dark, listening to footsteps in the hallway. Damien paces when he can't sleep. Back and forth, back and forth, like a predator circling prey. Sometimes he stops outside my door. I held my breath until I heard him move . Tonight, he's been in his study for the past two hours. I know because I've been counting the minutes, waiting for my chance. Dr. Chen's words from this morning keep replaying in my mind: "Sometimes physical activity can help trigger memories. Walking around familiar spaces might help." Damien immediately said I should rest, not push myself. But the way he said it felt less like concern and more like a command. Like he doesn't want me walking around, doesn't want me exploring, doesn't want m
Last Updated: 2026-01-21
Chapter: CONTROL
Damien's POV I Watched her sleep from the doorway, the way I've watched her every night since she came home. Ava doesn't know about the monitors in her room, the cameras I had removed whose footage I still review obsessively, trying to understand what she's thinking. Trying to predict what she'll do next.She looks peaceful now, curled on her side, dark hair spread across the white pillow. Like the girl I first met two years ago, before everything got complicated. Before she became my wife and then my enemy and now... something I don't have words for.I shouldn't be standing here like some lovesick fool. I have a company to run, deals to close, problems that require my attention. But I can't seem to walk away from her, can't stop checking that she's still here, still safe, still mine.The accident was supposed to fix everything. That's a terrible thought, the kind that proves I'm exactly the monster she accused me of being. But it's true. When the doctors told me about the amnesi
Last Updated: 2026-01-21
Chapter: THE PERFECT HUSBAND
Ava's POV I woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and cinnamon rolls. Morning light streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, showing a view of Central Park covered in snow. The sight is beautiful enough to hurt. For a moment, I forget where I was. Then I remember. The accident. Amnesia. The stranger who says he's my husband.Damien enters carrying a breakfast tray. He's dressed in a dark suit that probably costs more than a car, but his tie is loose and his hair slightly messy, like he tried to look casual but couldn't quite manage it. When he sees I'm awake, his face lights up."Good morning," he says softly. "I wasn't sure what you'd want, so I had the kitchen make a bit of everything."The tray holds coffee, juice, pastries, fruit, and scrambled eggs. It's too much food for one person but I didnt say that. Instead, I sat up carefully, my head still aching but better than yesterday."Thank you," I say, because I was raised to be polite even when I'm terrified.He sets the tray
Last Updated: 2026-01-21
Chapter: WAKE UP CALL
Ava's POV The first thing I feel is cold. Not the cold of winter air or snow, but the cold of fear, sharp and deep in my bones. My eyes won't open. My head pounds like something inside is trying to break free. Voices float around me, low and serious. Medical equipment beeps somewhere close. Everything smells like antiseptic and pine needles, a strange mix that makes no sense.I force my eyes open. The light hurts. White ceiling. White walls. A Christmas tree in the corner, tall and perfect, covered in crystal ornaments that catch the light like frozen tears. Where am I?"Ava." The voice is soft, careful, like speaking to someone who might break. "Ava, can you hear me?"I turn my head, slow because moving hurts. A man sits beside my bed. He's beautiful in a way that feels dangerous, all sharp edges and dark hair and eyes the color of storm clouds. Those eyes watch me with such intensity that I want to look away but can't. Something about his face feels familiar, like a dream I can't
Last Updated: 2026-01-21
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