Is 'I Like Me Better' Book Based On A True Story?

Betrayed. Abandoned. And Avenged with Triumph. When I married Damian Carter, I believed in forever. In loyalty. In love that withstands time, success, and hardship. I was the woman who stood beside him when he was nothing, who helped him build his empire, who sacrificed everything so he could become the man he always wanted to be. And when he finally got there—when he was rich, powerful, untouchable—he threw me away like last night’s mistake. He didn’t just cheat. He rewrote our story, twisting the truth until I was nothing more than a pathetic, useless wife clinging to his fortune. The world believed him. My own family doubted me. I lost everything. But they were all wrong about me. I didn’t break. I didn’t shatter. I rebuilt. With the help of a man who saw me for who I really was, I built my own empire. I exposed Damian’s secrets, stripped away his power, and took back everything they said I never could. And when he came crawling back, whispering apologies, asking for another chance—his voice trembling with regret—I simply smiled. Because I wasn’t that woman anymore. And more than that, I had finally found a man who never needed to lose me to understand my worth.

"You slept with my twin… thinking she was me?” Elena’s voice shattered in Alexander's penthouse the night before their wedding. Elena walked in on her identical sister Eliza riding the man she loved and threw her pregnancy test into the rain. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elena storms a shadowy billionaire bar for revenge. She proposed one drunken night with a dangerously handsome bartender Liam, which later becomes a viral sex tape that destroys her reputation overnight. The next morning, she watches live as Eliza steals her wedding, her groom, and her future. Alone, pregnant, and disowned by everyone, Elena heads to the hospital to end it all. But fate slams her straight into Liam the bartender who’s secretly the rebellious son of a dying billionaire. His father’s final wish? A grandchild… or Liam loses the entire empire. In a desperate hospital hallway, they strike a devil’s bargain: one year of fake love, fake marriage, and a real baby. What begins as cold revenge and survival slowly ignites into something deeper. But when the lies start feeling real and the twin who destroyed her life comes knocking, Elena must choose keep the fortune… or finally choose her own heart.

I thought surviving high school would be the hardest part of my life. I was wrong. The day my mother died, I lost everything—my family, my home, and the truth. Years later, I'm forced to move into the one place I swore I'd never return... Brinkley Estate. And the one person waiting for me there is Callum Brinkley. The boy who has hated me for as long as I can remember. Cold. Cruel. Untouchable. Living under the same roof with him is torture. But the more I try to stay away, the more impossible it becomes to ignore the secrets hidden behind his walls—and behind his eyes. Someone is watching us. Anonymous messages begin appearing. Locked rooms are suddenly unlocked. Old journals reveal impossible truths. And every clue points to a conspiracy buried for more than twenty years. The deeper we dig, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because my mother's death wasn't an accident. She was murdered to protect a secret powerful enough to destroy generations. Now someone wants me to finish what she started... Even if it means I won't survive. In a house built on lies, where everyone has something to hide and no one can be trusted, the last person I should fall for is the boy who hates me. But what if hatred was never the whole story? What if the greatest secret inside Brinkley Estate... is the reason we were destined to meet? Some families inherit wealth. Others inherit monsters.

When Sophie learns that the new investor at her design firm is Ethan Cole, her husband, she already knows she is about to lose. Not because her work is weak, but because her rival Vanessa is Ethan's unforgettable first love. For years, Sophie has fought Vanessa over everything: family, status, love, and now career. But after one more public humiliation, Sophie finally stops competing. This time, she gives up Ethan and chooses herself.

Right after the SAT results dropped, the admissions representatives from Blackridge University practically fought over me so fiercely it felt like they'd set the whole room on fire. They made an outrageous offer just to win me over, claiming that I could bring one friend along with full admission. As the clock reset, I chose no one this time around because I'd already lived through it once. In my last life, I didn't hesitate to pick my childhood best friend, Shawn Hooper. I gave him a ticket into a world he could never hope to reach without my help. And what did I get for it? A look of pure disgust. "You're pathetic," he sneered. "It's laughable that you'd dare use something like this to drive a wedge between Madison and me." Madison Cole was our class president. She was the golden girl and everyone's favorite girl. She couldn't handle losing both the guy she loved and the future she thought was hers. So, she jumped from the roof of a building. Shawn found her final message and lost his mind. He told me the class was having one last bonfire party just outside town. It was a lie. He took me there to torture me before leaving me to die. Our entire class covered for him. Every last one of them told the police I'd slipped near the ravine and fallen by accident. … A week after my death, my parents died in a supposed highway pileup. My soul never moved on, and that was how I discovered the truth—Shawn had orchestrated everything. When I reopened my eyes, I quickly realized I was back on the day when Blackridge University fought to recruit me. I wouldn't choose anyone this time. No, the only one I would choose was myself.

BLURB Three years. Three years of making his oatmeal every morning. Three years of waiting for texts he never sent. Three years of smiling at people who looked at me like I didn't belong. And the whole time, I was just a replacement for my own twin sister. "You guys know why I went after her in the first place." "Because she looked like Serena." "They're twins. What did you expect?" I heard every word through the noise of that bar. Every single one. Marco never loved me. He loved my face because it looked like hers. And the moment Serena came back to the city, I became nothing. "I'm Serena. Serena Ricci. Though I'm sure people can tell us apart easily enough. There's always a prettier version, right?" My sister smiled at me like she hadn't just stolen my whole life from under me. And Marco stood right there beside her, holding her hand, in front of everyone. So I made a call I never thought I would make. "Dad. I'm ready to come home." I had run away from my family, my name, and the man they chose for me three years ago. An arranged engagement to someone I once saw as nothing more than my cold, strict tutor. I swore I would never go back. But the night I watched Marco catch Serena in his arms while a room full of people cheered, I realized something. The man I ran from never once made me feel like a substitute. The man I ran to never once made me feel like enough. "Is there something you want to say to me?" Marco stood in our bedroom doorway, smiling, waiting for me to hand him an expensive gift.