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At the beginning of a new year, I stay at the hospital to take care of my mother-in-law on my own. My wife, Yelena Lipton, on the other hand, is on a vacation with her first love, Phillip Warren, in a tropical island overseas. Funnily enough, I'm the last one who finds out about her impending marriage with Phillip. When my mother-in-law hears about the news, her condition deteriorates to the point she gets sent into the treatment room immediately. I have to call Yelena over a dozen times for her to finally pick up the call. "Do you have a death wish or something? Why did you bombard me with calls? I'm in the middle of something right now, so leave me alone!" After that, Yelena ends the c

When I came home for break, my mom, Evonne Ziegler, took me to the grocery store to buy ingredients for a big Thanksgiving dinner. As soon as we got there, she asked me what I wanted to eat. I picked up a pack of salmon and dropped it into the cart, but she immediately took it back out. "Salmon has radiation contamination now. You can't eat that." I glanced at the rotisserie chicken instead, but I was still turned down. "Chicken is full of growth hormones. They grow them in a week now. You'll get sick eating that." Apparently, everything was off-limits, so I lost interest and stopped talking. I figured I'd just let her buy whatever she wanted. But that upset her too. "I specifically br

I have a secret. Every year on my birthday, I'm taken to the blood donation room and made to give 400cc of blood. All because my mom once told me that the blood running through my veins belongs to a rapist. This is the only way I can wash away my original sin. Because of those words, at eighteen years old and weighing less than 80 pounds, I found myself lying on that donation chair once again. But the second I stepped out of the donation room, a document came flying at my face. I looked up in shock and met my mother's icy stare: "Sign it, and get the hell out of my house." It was a legal notice cutting all ties with me. I stood there frozen, cold down to my bones. Mom—didn't you say t

When Naila wakes up in a hospital bed with no memory of her past, she is told two shocking truths, she is five months pregnant and she is engaged to billionaire hotel heir Toby Anetakis. Toby claims to be her fiance, but yet he keeps her at arm’s length, his golden eyes filled with suspicion and restraint. He says she betrayed him, stole from him and lied to him. But Naila remembers none of it. As he takes her to his private island in Greece for recovery, buried emotions begin to surface with familiar touches, stolen kisses, and a dangerous chemistry her body remembers even if her mind does not. Yet the deeper truth is far more terrifying. Because Naila’s abduction was no accident. No

19-year-old Ethan moves in with his best friend for the summer, only to fall for the one woman he should never want: his best friend’s mom. She’s beautiful, mysterious, and completely off-limits. But the more he tries to stay away, the closer she pulls him in. One look was all it took. Now, there’s no turning back.

Two years ago, Adrian Cole thought he had it all — success, money, and the woman he loved. Until Lena Rivers walked out of his life without warning, leaving nothing behind but heartbreak. Now he’s cold, ruthless, and focused only on his empire. Love? Dead. Feelings? Buried. But one rainy night, she comes back… Terrified. Desperate. And pregnant. She says the baby is his. But her story doesn’t add up — and the fear in her eyes tells a different tale. When Adrian takes her in, strange things start happening — secret files disappearing, anonymous threats, people following them through the shadows of New York City. As the danger deepens, Adrian discovers a hidden truth tied to

My mom, a wealthy philanthropist who donated millions, only allowed me to spend a single dollar on each meal. Even the cheapest dish at school costs two bucks. To survive, I had no choice but to eat my classmate’s leftovers every day. When Mom found out, she didn’t show any sympathy. In fact, she came to school and, in front of all the students, slammed a plate onto my head. “Pathetic little thing! I’m not stopping you from eating, so why are you begging? “The school meals are expensive? Then why don’t you work hard and save up?” Out of anger, I took Mom to court. If I won, she would go to prison for abusing me. If I lost, I would be executed completely. I was confident… Who would’v

Jess stared at the thing in-front of her wondering if her eyes were playing some sick joke on her. It couldn’t be, how had this happen? When had it happen? Enlightenment dawned on her as the color drained from her face, was life not cruel enough for her, now this, this sick joke that she was thrown into. Did it even make sense for her to notify the father? “Damnit”she cursed as a twisted laugh left her lips wasn’t it already enough that she would die soon. But now because the bitch called life wanted to toy with her some more she made her pregnant. And for whom?? Her laugh quickly turned into a sob. She was now pregnant for a slave no less.

Maria Hudson, a twenty three years old writer in New York. Jake Adrian Vance, twenty seven years old and One of the youngest Billionaire's in New York. It was just a one night stand, she wasn't supposed to get pregnant, but she did. I guess the stars did not align in her favour. ~~~~~ "When were you going to tell me, you are pregnant." Even though I have not heard him talk a lot of times I knew that voice. ~~~~~ "You are good with words, I will give you that. But I don't think I need to remind you that it's our unborn child binding us together and that does not mean we should be together together." "Why not?" He asked as he took the first bite of his cake. "Becau

Adia Mbeki is running on no sleep, no money, and no backup. Single mom. Coffee shop night shifts. A baby who cries more than she sleeps. She can’t afford to be late on rent. Not again. Enter Kael Sterling: cold, brooding billionaire CEO. Her landlord. The man who signs eviction notices before breakfast. But when he finds her asleep behind the counter at 3AM with her baby, something shifts. His deal is simple: Move into his penthouse. Be his “fake” live-in nanny. Let him pay the bills. No touching. No feelings. Just 90 days. The problem? He’s too quiet. Too careful with her daughter. Too good at showing up when she’s breaking. And Adia’s rule is clear: Billionaires break h