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I was six months pregnant when my husband's childhood sweetheart showed up on Christmas Eve, pregnant too, demanding her place in his life. Smiling, I welcomed her in. "Come on in. Make yourself at home." In my previous life, I had forced my husband to kick Shirley out. She collapsed from low blood sugar and froze to death that very Christmas Eve. Matthew did not hold it against me. On the contrary, he softened, stayed by my side and took care of me while I waited to give birth. However, when the baby came, despite being an obstetrician himself, Matthew sent our healthy newborn son straight to the morgue. I begged him desperately, but his face was twisted with hatred. "If you hadn't been so petty and dramatic, Shirley wouldn't have died along with her baby!" "You're heartbroken over your son? Then go freeze to death too. Pay for Shirley’s life with your own life." Just like that, I opened my eyes again, back to the moment Shirley arrived on Christmas Eve.

When issabella is recruited by the American government for and undercover mission to stop a string of high profile kidnappings. She thought it would be a regular mission, but nothing about this mission is ordinary and add an old flame into the mix and her life just got ten times harder.

It was Christmas Eve. Once again, my parents left me alone at home, chasing triple pay at work. However, after twenty years of the same lonely holiday, I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to sit in the quiet house by myself again, so I packed up some sandwiches and went to them. What I didn’t expect was to see them stepping out of a luxury car, arms linked with a boy who looked about my age, laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world, heading straight into a five-star hotel. “Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Suzie all alone at home like that?” My mom waved it off and said, “It’s fine. She’s used to it.” My dad just brushed it off with a chuckle. “She’s nothing like you. You're our real treasure.” Upon hearing that, I turned and walked away. They'd been pretending to be broke all these years, lying to me about working overtime, about scraping by. Well, fine. If they don’t want me, I’m done wanting them, too.

"Please don't do this to me, Marco. I didn't cheat you, believe me, please." "I don't know what else to say about our relationship, Katleah. Sign the divorce papers and get out of here before I lose my mind. I hope I don't forget who you are because if I do, I'll kill you as soon as I see your face when I get back." Marco began to walk away, but Katleah grabbed his legs and stopped him. "Let me go, Katleah. Don't wait for me to stamp you." Katleah's heart shattered after hearing what he said. He doesn't love her, so she has no reason to beg. "Marco! I don't understand why you are so quick to trust other people over me. I thought you were in love with me. You always tell me that you can't lose me in your life, but as soon as you see my naked pictures, which I don't know who sent you, you forget all your promises? You want me to explain it to you, but what good will that do if you're unwilling to open your mind and accept what I'm saying? You're such a cruel person to love, babe! Knowing how simple it was for you to love me back then made me realize how simple it would be for you to leave me now. But I don't blame you; if that's what you want, I'm ready to disappear from your life." After seven years, Katleah returned on a private plane as a renowned surgeon, a billionaire heiress, and the devoted mother of two adorable 6-year-old twins. Will she be able to exact her revenge, or will love triumph between them?

Luther Devmon Cromwell, The CEO of Cromwell Enterprise. He's handsome, smart and above all rich. But behind his successful profile is a deadly persona, a Mafia boss. He entered the world of Mafia's to avenge his parent's death. Samantha Lee Vasque, an eighteen year old girl who was blessed with a look and a body of a goddess. But behind her perfect looks lies a quiet and mysterious personality. One rainy night, in the middle of their dangerous operation, Luther accidentally hit Samantha by a car which causes her to lose her memory. And because of one reason he decided to pretend to be the girl's lover. But as days go by, a cold and merciless mafia boss will fall in love with the girl. What if one day Luther discovers that the girl he loves is connected to his parent's death? Can he continue to hide his mafia identity while pretending to be the girl's lover? Or will he get exposed and lured upon the secrets of the girl he accidentally hit?

I was five months pregnant when my husband, James Fletcher, allowed his mistress to invade our lives—on the very night of our wedding anniversary. But she didn’t just come to flaunt her presence. She came to take my life. Pregnant and vulnerable, I confronted her, desperately clinging to my dignity. But the fight ended with me tumbling down the staircase, my swollen belly crashing against the cold, hard ground. Blood seeped across the floor, vivid and unrelenting. James only arrived after hearing about his precious mistress’ ordeal. He stood there, staring at the pool of blood, at my broken body. But instead of helping me, he rushed to her side. She had nothing but a few superficial scratches, yet he swept her off to the hospital like she was the one dying. By the time he returned, my child was gone. The doctors barely managed to save me. And what did James do? He struck me in front of everyone, his words sharper than the sting of his hand. "Lisa only wanted to bring you a Christmas gift, and you attacked her out of nowhere! You shameless witch!" “She didn’t force her way in! What nonsense! I gave her the house key ages ago. You just can’t stand that she’s prettier and kinder than you!" “You didn’t just hurt her. You killed my child! You vile, despicable woman. Why couldn’t it have been you instead?” Lisa stood beside him, pretending to comfort him while flashing me a smug, victorious smirk. James’s vicious tirade didn’t stop there. He dragged my name onto the internet, painting me as a monster.

Even before marrying Wayne Cooper, I knew he had a fierce sister-in-law. He would always tell me to never get into a fight with her. After we marry, we spend Christmas Eve at his parents' house for the first time. I'm forced to bustle around in the kitchen as I prepare a feast for over a dozen people. Meanwhile, Wayne's family lounges in the living room. They chatter away while enjoying the fruits I've washed and sliced. As I place the last dish on the table, Wayne's brother and sister-in-law, Kyle Cooper and Lucy Wren, arrive. When I want to take my seat, I discover there isn't one for me. That's when Lucy snorts and says sarcastically, "I heard you're a good wife who's obedient and easygoing, Melanie. I have to say that your cooking is… mediocre, though." This infuriates me. I'm about to retort when she turns to my mother-in-law. She says, "I think you should do the cooking from now on, Gloria. Your food is delicious…"

Chloe Morgan has been waiting all her life to meet the one person she ever loved. After stalking his Facebook profile for several years, she finally felt happy when he moved next door. But, Bretton Parker is not the sort of guy that would fall, more precisely, in love. One dark past and that changed both of their lives. and now, for Chloe, she doesn't know how to bring him back from the darkness. But only if Brett knew, that she is the only one that can bring light into his life.

“You are my husband?” “Yes, Lena.” “And you made me feel like I was a whore!” Tears rolled down her eyes as the reality donned on her. Helena is forced to sign a marriage agreement by her stepmother, who wants nothing but to throw her out of the house, she signs it regardless but doesn’t know who her husband is, she never cared to look at his pictures or know who he was and after four years she still hasn’t met him because he works in another country, that’s all she knows about him. After four years, she works as a secretary to her mean and arrogant boss. Although she hates it as she works with him but what was shocking was when she finds out her mean boss is her husband.

I'm getting married soon—but not to my boyfriend of six years, Soren Cruz. He's the mafia boss based in Mehico and is currently busy "working" with his new underboss, Thea Ramirez. Lately, he's been so swamped with work that he completely forgot about me and our promise to get married on our sixth anniversary. At the Christmas party, he ordered Thea's favorite almond cake. He forgot I'm allergic to almonds. While his friends were messing around, a slice of cake hit me right in the face. I fainted on the spot. When I woke up, I told Mom I didn't want to marry Soren anymore. I'm going back.