John Wayne Gacy Net Worth

Maria is just another girl who is now out of college and searching for a job. She is a people's pleaser and knowing her past very little, she believes what others tell her blindly. However, knowing her family she has to sacrifice some things in life. But is that sacrifice worth it? When the cold-hearted billionaire and a Mafia boss married Maria who is unknown to his world from the start, takes care of him, he finds himself being cared for. He never behaves as if he is a mob boss when she is around, never showing his emotions to others but in front of her, he was all hers. Alessandro having a dark past makes Maria curious about what he does. Will she find out or be oblivious to it?

Two people hiding their true identities; one, a prince and the other, a multi-skilled con artist—a royal recipe for disaster. Lu only knows that Felix is wealthy and important and has a British accent that could get any woman in his bed, but she doesn't know he's a prince. She's sent undercover to dupe him for all he's worth while Felix thinks he's finally found the love of his life and future queen in one person, which is one of the requirements for him to become king—a position he's not sure he even wants. What happens when they find out they are both hiding their true identities? They are both on a mission, but at the end of the day, only one of them will deliver.

I was in a car accident while saving my brothers. However, instead of gratitude, they urged the doctors to amputate my legs. "Carol, we're sorry," they said through tears. "We're useless… but don't worry. Even if we have to sell our blood or our kidneys, we'll make sure you're taken care of." Right after surgery, they abandoned me in a shabby apartment. Blood seeped through the sheets as they looked at me with teary eyes—then left in a hurry, claiming they needed to earn money for my treatment. I did not want to drag them down anymore. Enduring the pain, I crawled to the rooftop of a tall building, planning to end my life. That's when I saw it—inside a luxury hotel, a grand celebration was taking place. My brothers were there doting on another girl. She was eating an extravagant cake I had never even dreamed of, wearing a designer princess gown worth a fortune, sparkling with jewels. Everyone called her the Smith family's one and only princess. They had even hired a world-class symphony orchestra to play Happy Birthday just for her. While I lay bleeding in a dingy apartment, they would not spend a few dollars on bandages for me. I watched as my eldest brother gently fed her cake, his eyes full of tenderness. "Jasmine, only you deserve to be our one and only little sister." The second brother placed a tiara on her head with care. "Even for the smallest birthday, we won't let you suffer a single moment of disappointment." The third knelt to help her into a pair of crystal shoes. "Jasmine, you're our most precious darling." Then, standing on the stage, Jasmine held up the black credit card they had gifted her and smiled sweetly. "Brothers," she said, "Carol lost her legs saving you. Maybe you should go see how she's doing?" My eldest brother let out a mocking laugh. "She's not worth it. Now that she's crippled, she'll never be able to compete with you again. She got what she deserved."

Maxine A. K. A Max John's is a senior at St John's. She doesn't believe in love nor in mysteries or fate. Her spiritual being feels threatened. For some reason she sometimes dreams about a mystical girl she has never met. She is abused at home, she fights for survival and dignity, but is oblivious of who she really is and where she comes from, or what she'll become. Her existence was declined eon years ago. What if she has a bigger purpose....what if her past caught up with her long ago but never realized it? Until….. Maya is a known kindergarten teacher, she has to start teaching at St Johns. She is a princess in a land oblivious to mankind. Her people are escapees of descendants of a world one can wish to be part of. A city where no man lives. She was chosen to lead her people but doesn't want to. She runs away to live amongst humans. She always wanted to be free and choose her own life, and lover. She dreams about a young girl. She never questioned why? Until...... All calls they return to their homes, humanity is at stake, and they are the only ones to fight who was coming, what had been going on eons ago? What will they do? Duck, or dive?

A growl escaped his throat as my scent hit his nostrils, sitting beside him was unbearable and I was Unknowingly creating havoc in his head as he created on my body. He was a stranger, yet he looked and smelled like someone I had met before, my brain couldn't process where we had met, but this stranger felt familiar.  He tilted his head towards me and said, "Why do I feel I know this scent." He inhaled more but I tried to mask the feelings he was creating in me, his voice was alluring.  "was that one of your pickup links, oh please, it's old, how old are you?"  I said avoiding his gaze while I shut my eyes tight, with my thighs pressed tightly together. He moved his eyes to my legs and murmured.  "Why do I need a pick-up line when I could get what I want in a blink and you are not an exception, I could make you wet your pants without moving a muscle."  ======= In a werewolf world where friendship is difficult to build, the future Alpha of Shadow Moom, Jamie formed a friendship that is inseparable with Princess Tiffany. Their bond was unbreakable. Until one faithful day, When a rogue attacked him and Tiffany, which led to their separation. Jamie's life is shattered with the guilt of not being able to save his best friend. Memories of her linger in his head. But what happened when he found her and wanted more than just friendship yet she wasn't his mate?  Is she worth leaving his fated mate for? ======== Mate to whom? Book 1: The Alpha is My Mate. Although this book can be read as a standalone, it will not be a bad idea, if you read the parent's book, which is, Mate to whom.

I was a semi-retired actress, joining a divorce reality show with my billionaire husband. "I want a divorce." Facing the camera, I spoke calmly. Off-camera, Hector Sinclair frowned as he reviewed the scene with me. "You need to show more emotion when you say it. That’s what will get people talking, stir up discussion, and drive the views. "Otherwise, who’s going to believe you really want to divorce me? They’ll just think you’re acting again. “Use your head. I can’t guide you every step of the way." Yeah. To outsiders, I was nothing more than a pretty face—vain, shallow, and talentless. Meanwhile, he was a shrewd and cultured businessman, commanding a fortune worth billion. No one believed I would willingly give up the title of Mrs. Sinclair, not even Hector himself. However, he had no idea that this time, I meant it.

The day after the new year, during a family gathering, my aunt sneered at me as I worked overtime, reviewing a proposal. "Why are you pretending to be so busy? It’s not like we don’t know you only make three thousand a month. Real money-makers are people like my daughter, a designer so successful she doesn’t even have time to come home!" I ignored her, but she directed her spoiled son to delete all my files while I was in the bathroom. My hands trembled with rage. "This proposal is due in ten minutes—if I don’t submit it, everything is ruined!" She scoffed dismissively. "He’s just a kid. What could he possibly know? Besides, your job isn’t even worth much. If you lose the files, you lose them. Worst case, you get fired." I chuckled coldly but said nothing. She had no idea it was the proposal her daughter had spent an entire month working on. And I was the client who held her daughter’s fate in my hands.

Sarah Johnson, one girl's name trapped in her tragic past because both of her parents died. And in the last remaining years she spend her life without them, everything change. Until her grandmatger take her off to the orphanage. And there she had a chance again to live like normal. But after she turned 15 her grandmother died in the same day and month where her parents died too. And she couldn't take it anymore. She left her hometown and gone to the city. There she found Lesley, whose now is her bestfriend and her family. They helped her to moved on from the past and they ofdered her a job. And she starts going to school again as well as Lesley. She wanted to start over again. And there he meets the playboy, hearttrob man named Wayne, whom he wants to date because of one dare. But the he failed. And his failure made him want to stop those dares that his friend and him that's been going on every year. But that one dare didn't stop him and lately after they're encounter he jept the promise of not bothering him anymore but one thing he had kept was he stayed far and watch her. Did he fall for her already? That's the question...and Will he be able to tell her if he does? Well some may say he can but what if a tragic truth has been uncovered. Will he be able to tell and Will Sarah know?

My husband had a heart attack on his way to work and died. All I could see was his body when I rushed to the hospital. I was heartbroken and bedridden. When I was about to die, I saw on the news that he won a lottery ticket worth 300 million dollars. My bestie cashed the prize money with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when my husband faked his death. But I wanted to make his death real this time! “Are you from the funeral home? My husband is dead. We need to plan a cremation for him right away!”

The day Adrian Knight clinched a contract with our biggest client, I "accidentally" tipped a bottle of ink across the paperwork, voiding it on the spot. Because of that single blot, the project landed in Alex Lewis’s lap, and he won Chairman Henry Carter’s favor almost overnight, moving into the Carter mansion as their future son-in-law and watching his net worth rocket into eight figures. Adrian never blamed me. He just laughed that he’d never been executive material anyway and happily brought me home as his bride. Everyone whispered that, if not for my meddling, Adrian would already be sitting in the Carter family’s executive suite instead of scraping by in an ordinary life with me. Only I knew the truth: stopping him from signing that contract had saved his life. When Adrian learned I was pregnant, he locked me in the basement, fingers digging into my throat. "If it hadn’t been for you," he snarled, "I’d be Henry Carter’s son-in-law by now. You’re the reason I lost Rachel, the princess of the Carter family." That’s when I realized he’d been nursing this grudge for years. After he killed me, I woke up, reborn on the very day Adrian first reached for that fatal contract. This time, I’ll make sure Adrian Knight gets exactly what he wants.