Mag-log inHello 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
" Hey? I must be a very useless friend to you, right? " Her tone was filled with bitterness as she asked, and I shot her a blank look, like what the h*ll are you talking about, girl? Angel was in my office. She came in just when Jade was stepping out, and I had just finished filling her in briefly
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
Yara. It was the following day after I was discharged from the hospital, and the house was oddly silent as I made my way from the bedroom towards the living area. I had not heard Mrs Trow's familiar voice urging me to go for breakfast, nor was there a glass of warm water on my bedside, like usua
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







