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How ridiculous! They had ruined me altogether, leaving me with only a battered life that was slowly slipping away. I curled into myself, trying to keep warm. Tears fell silently onto my body. I didn't know where I was. And even if I did, I had no means of moving. All I could do was wait for death to claim me. As the end neared, images from my past flashed through my mind. But I wasn't ready to die yet. Not like this, at least!

It’s all about faith. °°° The story ends here. Thanks for reading. Follow me on my I*, and get to know about my next book which is about their kids. Also, read my another book Beta Nocholas. It's a werewolf romance. Thanks again :)

If you've made it this far, I officially (read that in your best ditzy, Californian accent) LOVE you all! <3 (I'm from San Diego California myself, no shade Golden State :)) What can I say? It's been a journey writing this novel, this entire series really. At first, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to create a sequel for "Not All That Glitters" but I'm so glad I did. I hope you are too, and would be ever so humbled if you let me know what you thought of my little part two.

Thank you for reading my book. Unfortunately, I will discontinue updating new chapters. Why? It's due to recent file thefts made by unauthorized sites against the writers of Goodnovel and other legit writing platforms, creating or getting involved in malicious mirror site and plagiarism threats. To avoid my book getting fully copied without my consent, I will only update the book as soon as Goodnovel's security heightened to the level which would lessen the incidents of plagiarism. If ever there are no actions made, I will have to pull out my book and terminate my contract with Goodnovel for the best. Hopeful for your great understanding. Thank you and see you again soon! Ciao! - Aria Dean

From the age of ten, every dollar my parents spent on me became a debt. Tuition. Clothes. Food. Even medical bills. By eighteen, I had signed one hundred and ninety-nine promissory notes. But Camilla—the daughter of the man who died protecting my parents—received everything for free. They gave her my bedroom, my inheritance bracelet, a Manhattan apartment, a Maserati, and eventually even the attention of my fiancé, Nick. My parents called it repaying her father’s sacrifice. They called my suffering “heir training.” On the eighteenth birthday Camilla and I shared, I was seriously injured in a car accident. While my family celebrated her aboard a Caribbean yacht, I begged them for three thousa

They are never and will never be satisfied no matter how good you treat them. They will always ask for favors but they will never have gratitude for it. They make you feel inferior and not good enough. You do not need to be good enough. You are perfect the way you are. I cannot say all but there are many other lessons to grasp from this story. Hope you loved it. And I will be much more pleased to meet you all in my next novel “Regained My LOVE (When the past hunts)” Genre: Romans The earlier novel I wrote is my first and best novel so far. I will love you, folks, to look if you have not yet.

Their souls seemed to transcend every barrier, reaching the she-wolf they She smiled faintly at them. This was something they would never possess. They held absolute power in their hands and lived in the lap of luxury, yet they could never again touch that warmth they once knew. Remorse would haunt them for the rest of their lives, plunging them into daily cycles of agony and relentless torment. They would never find happiness again. They had lost their love. They had lost Serena. For all the days of their lives, they would never again know a single moment of joy.

Thank you so much for reading A Love Too Close. I truly want to apologize for disappearing without informing you all properly. I was battling a very critical illness and had to completely step away for recovery. It took time, but thank God I recovered and I’m finally back stronger and ready to continue updating consistently again 🤍 Thank you to everyone who stayed patient and continued supporting this story despite my absence. Please don’t forget to add the book to your library, leave comments, and share your thoughts. More twists, drama, and emotional moments are coming soon.

" Without waiting for their reaction, I turned around and walked straight into the bathroom. In my new life, I only want to live for myself. After a while, Baron's voice came faintly from the doorway. "The rain's too heavy. I'll take Michelle home first. Get some rest. I'll be back later." The sound of running water mixed with the clear click of the wooden door opening and closing. The ache in my chest had completely disappeared. After finishing my shower and getting changed, I reached up to the top shelf of the bookcase and pulled down a thick book. Inside it was everything I had saved over the years. Most of Baron's salary had gone to Michelle. What little remained had been given to his mo

"Perfect. The world needs that story. The final sentence of The Debt was the day the court ruled. The first sentence of The New Contract is today." We talked about our small, shared future: the quiet house we were thinking of buying, specifically located far from the central business district a symbolic break from the corporate battlefield; the trip to the Mediterranean we planned once the federal monitoring was lifted and he could travel freely; and the simple joy of finding a new routine that involved sharing the morning news, rather than strategizing over it. There was a profound comfort in the sheer normalcy of our conversation. Here, in this impossibly expensive, perfectly curated resta