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However, we decided against it and combined both stories into one book instead because Lottie and Hayden would still make appearances as supporting leads in their daughter’s story. The next Chapter will be the beginning of their daughter’s story, and I do hope my lovely readers will keep on reading this story. I want to thank all the readers who love Lottie and Hayden. You don't know how much I appreciate and love you guys for supporting me. If you do love the story so far, please be kind enough to leave a review; I would appreciate it so much. Next, please enjoy Arabella’s story (PS: the trope is contract marriage *wink*) and find out if she will fall in love with her chosen mate!

She had not even started healing from it and just wanted to stay under the wings of her parents who had accepted her back without question and now this? “I am sorry but I don't think that I can do this” she said and looked at her father for support. There was no way her father would allow her into the jaws that almost swallowed her whole. And anyway who in the whole country did not know about the lewd character of Richard Wayne? He was an arrogant billionaire who wore the demeanor of a cassonava who loved throwing money on parties and lavishing his international model girlfriend with expensive gifts.

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

Sanam and Iqrar came ahead to talk with them because they were the only ones who were fluent in speaking Marvari. “You know we’ll be going on elephants and camels. Dad and uncle Iqrar arranged them.” The news by Abigail earned a loud chirp from Adam. “Really?” He asked with his twinkling eyes. “Yes!” Abigail grinned, pinching his chubby cheek lovingly. “I like elephants a lot!” He spread his arms to show and Abigail chuckled. He was such a cute boy. “And I like you,” said Nora on his side, slapping his arm. Adam ignored her. She did not mind and leaned closer to him, uttering, “Look, I’m longer than you!”

But when I came up with Cupid’s story along the way, I couldn’t help but want to give him a story too. I hope that you could read my other stories as well. I will now be focusing on a new book entitled “Running Away with the Billionaire’s Baby,” and it’s under the pregnant run-away/hiding the baby trope. You can click on my profile to read it or search the name on the search bar. See you guys there!

My brother by blood, Eric Wilson, was having an affair. I found out about it. However, I chose not to tell his wife. Instead, I blackmailed him into buying me three luxury handbags.

She folds her hands over her chest, pouting. " Come with me" Abaddon wraps his arms around her, carrying her princess style. He stood up and vanished into thin air. The next second, Audrey finds them standing up at a height. Below were thousands of millions of his minions standing and waiting for him. Seeing this, Audrey couldn't help but wonder when he assembled all of them knowing he did nothing. She glanced up at him with a questioning gaze but didn't say a word, she waited for him to put her down but he did. Instead, he starts talking

" So... enjoy the continuation of Daven and Althea's story. I will try to update regularly at the same time as before (starting from 12 PM). I hope you all love it. P.S.: I am also writing a Werewolf genre story titled ALPHA DADDY, MOMMY DOESN'T WANT YOU ANYMORE. Who knows, maybe some of you enjoy that genre. THANK YOU CM

The air was thick with everything unsaid. So I moved. Carefully at first—until I realized my ankle wasn’t hurting anymore. I paused halfway down the stairs, flexing the joint. The pain that had crippled me was gone. Just… gone. Like it had never existed. My heart thudded. Something about that wasn’t natural. I padded down the steps. Abaddon stood at the far end of the living room with Kiwor and Huron. Tension hung between them like static. Huron’s head was down. His red curls clung to his face like a curtain of shame.

“Do you even realize you’re pushing us away? Sandra, me, Mom—everyone. You’re losing us, Dad.” Her words sliced through the room like glass. Abby’s face hardened, but inside, her words echoed like thunder. Midnight Storms That night, the storm broke. Sandra decided not to return home, staying with Naledi. Gail secretly signed up for an art competition, submitting her paintings under a pseudonym. Mathapelo’s condition worsened—she collapsed, sending her children screaming for help. Tshepo sat in his car outside the casino, his pockets empty, wondering if disappearing would be easier than facing the men who hunted him.