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
Yara. " Besides, I am filing for a divorce. " I informed, and shock painted their features as my words sank in. I guess that came as a surprise, but to me? Well, it was even more surprising. It was just about a year after Bryce and I registered our marriage, and although the circumstances were ag
Yara. " Besides, Mr Ford, the Ford Patriarch is your uncle, didn't you know, Mr Tates?" Mike asked, his eyes strained suspiciously at my father. Well, he didn't even give him the chance to respond before he continued. " Mr Ford is your father's brother. That makes him your uncle. But for some
Yes, Harper was our guest and since the air had been cleared, she was staying in the Tates Villa. I had already told my mom about her and her room was already prepared. Aside from my Mom, every other person at home was eager to meet her. Be it Dad or Asa, they couldn't wait to meet the girl who u
Yara. " Please, Yara. For the old times' sake, help cure my son." Tears lined the corners of his eyes as he begged, the desperation in his voice caressing my ego in ways I had never experienced before, and a small smile graced my lips. Honestly, I wanted to laugh in his face. What did he think







