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My husband, Peter Sullivan, was obsessed with his first love who got kidnapped. When she was found, Nicole Cooper was pregnant with another man's child. While I was due to give birth soon, Peter forced me to sign the divorce agreement. "The doctor said Nicole's womb is fragile," he said. "If she loses this baby, she might never have another. I'll keep supporting you and our kid, but I can only be the father to her child." He once promised me forever. Now it proved to be just a lie. I looked at him and agreed without a fight. In fact, this was my third time living this life. This time, I just wanted to protect my baby and survive.

"Just who do you think you are to put your hands on someone else's woman!" his voice was unrecognisable and I knew there was no stopping him. **** Heartbroken by his sudden engagement, Rebecca has come to accept the harsh truth that Oliver will never be anything more than her fake boyfriend. She opts to leave bur his sudden possessiveness and obsession surfaces as he refuses to let her go. "Don't touch me," I whisper, holding his shocked gaze. "I don't want to be with you anymore-" "The answer is no," he replies coldly, his tone dripping with impatience. I have a feeling I should hold my tongue but I can't stand being here any longer, "I wasn't asking. I'm done-" "Then pay me back," he says to my shock. "Pay me back every penny I spent on your mother."

The Don of the Vito family, Damiano Vito, has broken his wedding vows by cheating on me with the daughter of the rival mafia family, Bianca Sorace, while I'm still pregnant with his heir. He ends up executing Bianca with his own hands in order to reassure me as well as provide my family, the Cappas, with a satisfactory answer. My parents advise me, "Now that Damiano has returned to your side, you mustn't kick up a fuss for the sake of both families' interests." But since then, I've developed an obsession over cleanliness. Any form of physical contact is capable of making me dry-heave out of discomfort. Since I can't take any medication at all, I can only spend my days venting my stress by demanding that everything be disinfected before touching me. Damiano, who's known for having a violent temperament, is willing to keep disinfecting himself repeatedly for my sake. If he needs to make physical contact with me, he'll wear gloves. Whenever he enters my room, he has to change into a biohazard suit. No matter how hot and stuffy it gets under the suit, he doesn't utter a word of complaint. "It's fine. I was the one who broke the wedding vows first, anyway." Finally, the moment I command Damiano to wash his hands yet again, he loses control of himself before me. He even goes so far as to shatter the ashtray right before my eyes. "That's enough! All I did was make the mistake every man is capable of making! Must you humiliate me to this degree? How does that make me a filthy man?" Damiano deliberately allows his subordinates, who are drenched in blood, to throw a party in the estate, thinking that it serves as a punishment for my obsession over cleanliness. He intends to force me to yield to him by threatening the baby in my belly. Thanks to the nonstop aggravation, I feel intense pain flaring from my abdomen. Soon, blood keeps oozing down my inner thighs beneath my skirt. But at the same time, I feel a sense of relief that I've never felt before. "Let's get a divorce, Damiano."

At the age of 3, Katherine and her mother were kicked out of the house. At the age of 10, her mother was harmed by others, eventually fell ill and jumped to her death. Bringing hatred to adulthood, in order to get revenge, Katherine agrees to marry a man she has only met once. The perfect revenge plan because of the appearance of a person that becomes out of control, when hatred obscures feelings, what will Katherine's marriage be like? Can Laure's love make Katherine let go of past hatred and pain?

This book is principally about a girl named Izzy, a young beautiful Christain girl who has left her country of birth in search of education in a foreign land; but along the way meets her true self. The self that’s been hiding behind the curtains of her parent’s discipline. Her new found self surprises no one, even those she’s involved with and by “those”, I mean boys and men! Her parents have no idea of what her life is like without them and apparently, you’d be surprised to find out how easy it is to trick or better still “deceive” strict parents. Her parents still believe their daughter is pursuing “their” dreams with her eyes on the prize. Well her eyes are on the prize, it’s just not the prize they have in mind. Now, don’t get me wrong, she’s still all about the education, but alongside that, is what she finds pleasure in doing- changing partners when the sex is not what it used to be, cheating, being bisexual along many others. She has a turnaround in her life when she finally goes upcountry to work as a member of an NGO that provides for the poor, where she unexpectedly meets a man who changes her life and brings her back to the faith. This time, she wasn’t Izzy that followed her parents to church and not know why she went, but Izzy who understood her faith and why she loved the Lord and it inspired others in every way. People knowing who she was starts to shame her for who she is now, but she’s a goddamn QUEEN in her own way, and for her, that’s the best way and because she believes it, it’s become contagious!

I thought I buried them in the past, but oh, was I wrong. Five years ago, my father told me to protect the pack even if it meant framing three boys I barely knew. The Alpha triplets, golden boys, were responsible for my mother’s death. I thought they were gone for good. But now they’re back. Stronger, Colder, ready to drown in the blood of their enemies, me. And somehow... the Moon has chosen them as my mates. They don’t want love. They want revenge. And I’m the girl wearing the crown they swore to destroy. They were my enemies, my mates. I could run. I could fight. But in this school, there’s nowhere to hide. And I was no coward. I would never submit, even if it meant going through hell for the crimes I didn't fully understand. And the worst part? This cursed mate bond. The heat, the lust, the pull. I hate them. They hate me. And still, my body burns for them. They were my biggest punishment and in a twisted way, my salvation.

Running late for work, I had no choice but to call an Uber. As luck would have it, my boss turned out to be my Uber driver. We stared at each other awkwardly. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Let me guess... running late?" Me: ... Later, he docked my pay. I gave him a one-star review.

When I finally mustered the courage to confess my feelings to him, he just turned and walked away. When I finally emerged from the shadows and began a new chapter in my life, he was gone. Was it depression? I couldn’t believe it. I had to find out the truth about how he died.

The Gauri is cute yet beautiful in her way, her dream is to fulfill every person's needs for a home with her designing she is one of the finest interior designers in the city her beautiful life cast a spell at age of the 17-year teen girl who was forced in arrange marriage life cast a spell of curse in her life, A life which had never been fair before marriage her dreams are broken like glass, yet she fights but all goes in vain and her life turned upside down when she came to know the real face of her husband ……………….. Vikrant Rathode is a 25-year-old playboy who hates girls who said NO to him cruel, merciless, greedy self-obsessed No.1 builder of Lucknow his life changed when he cast his evil eyes on Gauri and wants her not because he loves him he became obsessed with her kind nature. …… What will come in way of Gauri, and what will she do or she put herself into a trap can she save herself or there is more Guys !! join me in the story of Gauri and her life take a chance to know more about Gauri join us in “TALES OF HEART”

My mother loved a billionaire once. He destroyed her quietly, with power and control and the particular cruelty of a man who knew nobody would believe his wife's pain. She left him with nothing but the clothes on her back and a warning she planted deep inside me before I could even walk. *Never marry a billionaire.* I believed her. I built my own empire. I refused every wealthy, charming, well-suited man who came to my table with a ring and a rehearsed smile. Then I walked into The Harlow Hotel and saw a waiter. No charm. No performance. Just steady eyes that looked at me like I had startled him and then looked away first. Shyly. His name was Charles Dick. Simple. Honest. Real. Everything my mother's warning was never about. I pursued him. I provided for him. I loved him completely. Five days before our wedding he told me the truth. And everything collapsed in sixty seconds. Because the most dangerous love stories are not the ones that begin with lies. They are the ones where two people lie to protect themselves from the very love they have been searching for their entire lives. .... Vivienne Donald had sworn she would never marry a billionaire. She kept her word. She married something far greater.