LOGINHello lovely readers! Thank you so much for the love and support that you have shown my book..I appreciate that, a lot. Thank you for making Yara's journey a memorable one. So, the book has come to an end and I will miss you. Can I see you in my next project? Maybe you can follow my author page f
" I have been jealous of you ever since I was born, when we thought you were dead..I'm horrible, right? I know. " She admitted, wearing a self-mocking smile.. " They never forgot about you, you know? They never said it on my face but they kept on comparing you with me. Everything that I did, I sim
Yara. " Is the baby okay?" " How is Isara? When will she wake up?" " Is she out of danger? " My husband's familiar voice pulled me from my peaceful slumber and I stirred up, a frown settling on my lips as I took a whiff of the familiar hospital disinfectants. Goodness me, I hated that smell
" Isara? I hope you can forgive your grandfather. I did all that because I knew how obsessed you were with my grandson when you were little. Knowing your character, I knew that you would hate yourself if you later found out who you were and you would have been even more sad if you realised that you
"Unfair? Family? So you know the word fairness? But I only treated you the way you treated me. Is that wrong? Why are you complaining? Back there, you didn't even give me a chance to complain. You even wanted me to divorce my husband and happily give him to Serena. Why would I invite you to my weddi
Yara. " Because he is already here." He added, smiling lightly, a bitter smile. And in unison, Bryce and I turned, searching through the guests, who were lounging on the beach, enjoying the scenery, the nature, seemingly, unbothered by whatever was going between Bryce, Andrian and me. Yes. We
Yara. " Happy cooperation," the secretary whispered as she stepped out of the room, leaving me and my "assistant " in the room. " Missed me? " She wore a mocking smile as she asked, and for a moment, different thoughts rushed through my mind as I looked at her. " I know you did. But don't wor
The thought of young master Fox, experiencing discomfort in some cramped and dirty cell, had me pumped up for months. Not to add, someone, more evil than me, had captured the scene of him being escorted by the police and posted the humiliating pictures online. There were all manner of discussi
Yara. All muscled-up, his body was on top of me, pressing heavily on my small frame. Did I love it? Well, I didn't know what to do or say. He had taken me to a foreign space. A place I had never been before, counting stars, shouting his names, whispering heaven knows what, as I followed his rhy
Yara. " Madame? You are up?" Her semi-familiar voice drifted from far away as my eyes stirred open.. " I will inform the young master." With that, she sprinted from the room, more like she was being chased away by an invisible force. It was Mrs Trow, Bryce's housekeeper. With a stiff smile







