Dreamland Billionaires Series Book 3 Release Date Novels & Stories

Alexia Lodge? Now it's gonna be lovely to see how many months is this marriage gonna stay and when will Mr. Knight get bored of his new wife and go back to his playboy ways. Now this was an interesting news, but who would dare to write such a news which was against my dear ex husband. Well I know who. And I'm gonna call the company's CEO right away and share my good mood. Ethan Knight

"The brilliant, multi-billion-dollar empire Maeva Sterling bankrupted to punish you. Over the weekend, I purchased the remaining forty-nine percent of the company's floating shares. It is mine." Kasen's breath caught in his throat, his chest tightening. Sloane leaned in closer, her lips nearly brushing his ear. "Betray Maeva," Sloane whispered, her voice filled with lethal, sweet poison. "Hand me the Sterling Q3 encryption algorithms, and I will hand you back your billionaire throne tomorrow. You don't have to be her dog anymore, Kasen. With me, you can be a King."

“Fair. Jake’s out of town now. I’ll come get you. We’ll eat heartbreak ice cream and curse Chad with genital warts.” “I can’t.” “What? Why?! Where are you?” A flush sounded in the background—great, she’d been on the toilet the whole time. “I’m in a billionaire’s house,” I muttered. “What?” “You heard me. I called the number on that black card Ms. Sinclair gave me.” I looked around the luxurious room again like it might vanish. “I signed a contract. Thirty days. One million dollars.” A long pause. “Oh my God,” she finally said. “I always thought I’d be the slut between us.”

Book 3 Is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the MY BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY WANTS ME BACK series. --------- He gives me a wonderful night while I give him a secret baby. Homeless loner as always, I encounter a handsome with fabulous wealth. Sparks fly when our eyes meet and we just click. The attraction is so strong that nothing could stop us to zealously explore each other's body, but after which I'm pregnant and he's nowhere to be found.

Maybe one last email could turn things around—show him how dedicated I am, how passionately I believe in this vision. I took out my phone, switched on the internet, and, as if the universe had timed it, a notification flashed on my screen. My pulse quickened. Lorenzo’s name glared at me in bold text, followed by something I caught only in a blur—something about an “investment” in “Valentine’s Conglomerate.” I swiped down to read it clearly, my breath caught in my chest. "Lorenzo Fabrizio invests one million dollars into Valentine’s Conglomerate."

Elena When we returned to the penthouse that evening, the sky was painted in soft streaks of lilac and fading gold. The kind of sky that made promises it didn’t intend to keep. Mrs. Lang keyed open the door, her hands still holding a sleek white garment bag that carried my wedding gown. I followed her in, the satin hem of my blouse brushing against my wrist like a reminder I couldn’t shake.

She whispered back before we parted ways for the night. Just as I was about to rise from my chair to retrieve a book, my phone buzzed with an unexpected message from an unknown number. My heart plummeted as I opened the image attached - a photo of Ava and Liam together. I struggled to maintain my composure, but the anguish proved too overwhelming to conceal. The photo felt like a fresh betrayal, a piercing stab in the heart. I couldn't shake the feeling that Liam had deliberately chosen to betray me, to rub his new relationship in my face. The pain was suffocating, and I sat there, paralyzed.

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Unplanned. And it scared me. I shake my head and grab my laptop off the desk, trying to distract myself. If I can’t sleep, I might as well work. I open my email and click on the latest media monitoring alert. I’ve set up search engine notifications for anything related to Damian or his company, Blackstone International. Part of my job is being ten steps ahead of the press. Knowing what’s circulating before it explodes. The subject line catches my attention immediately. Spotted: Damian Blaird and Mystery Brunette, Is the Billionaire Off the Market?

The letter still lay on the table, its edges frayed from how often her fingers had traced the hateful words. " Forget him. Or lose what’s left of him." Her stomach tightened. A loud chime shattered the quiet. At first, Lily didn’t react. The sound repeated—a sharp notification tone from her old tablet sitting on the counter. She frowned; she hadn’t touched it in weeks. She moved slowly toward it, her limbs stiff. An alert banner filled the screen: **BREAKING NEWS – BILLIONAIRE HEIR JAKE RYLAND SPOTTED WITH NEW BRIDE. SECRET WEDDING CONFIRMED FOUR MONTHS AGO.**