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BOOK #6 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES After her father's death, Kamilla lost her association with her father's employer. The Petrov family. Everything else followed. People she considered friends, including her boyfriend, turned their backs on her. She was outcasted by the same people previously groveling to please her. Overnight, she becomes a nobody. An easy target for the hypocrites of society. Nonetheless, she endures. She is far stronger than anyone realizes. However, someone thought she needed protection. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Samuel Petrov? I do not need the frivolity of your world. And please do not give me that lame excuse about being my father's friend again," sh

Noah Singh, heir to the powerful Singh Corporation, thought he had control over everything, until a stranger walked into his life. Kai Bennett, recently adopted into the family, seems innocent and obedient, but he harbors secrets, obsession, and a possessive streak Noah never expected. When Mr. Singh announces Kai will stay with Noah, tensions ignite. Noah believes Kai is an escort, and Kai uses the misunderstanding to subtly test boundaries, learning Noah’s triggers, manipulating situations, and planting the seeds of obsession. Kitchen run-ins, hallway encounters, and late-night tensions turn their forced cohabitation into a slow-burning, dangerous game of control and desire. Jealousy

Majesty Greyish Lux is a detective who wants to unfold the truth about the crime that happened 10 years ago. Her first love got murdered and she was the only witness. But after 10 years the murderer is still unknown to her. She never saw the face of the man who murdered her first love so she chose to be a detective to find the culprit. But in finding the murderer behind Reybert Smith’s death she met a mysterious man. But the thing is she always sees the man in the dark whenever there’s a crime happening around. Being a curious cat she searches about the man and it made her more confused when she learned that the man has no identity. No birth certificate. It made her think that the man is ver

Just because I ate one chicken leg more than my brother, my father kicked me out of the house in the middle of a snowstorm. Later on, my father of an archeologist dug up my body. Due to my missing head, he did not recognize me. Even when he saw that the body had the same scars as I did, he did not care. Later on, my mother dug out my heart and showed it to her students. "Today, we will study the heart of someone with congenital heart disease." She once said she would recognize me no matter what I looked like. Mom, now that the only thing left of me is my heart, do you still recognize me?

My father is one of the wealthiest men in the country, a name everyone knows but almost never sees. My mother is the devoted wife standing behind him, the one who actually raises me. She always tells me my father looks down on us for being country people, that he calls us ungrateful dogs who can never be won over no matter how well they're fed. He sends me only 200 dollars a month for me to live on. I hate him for it. Then one day he shows up at my university without warning. He points at the tray in front of me and frowns. "I send you 50,000 dollars a month, and this is what you eat?"

From her childhood, Samantha has lived under the shadow of her stepsister Jazz. From favorite clothes, cute jewelry, Jazz took away everything Samantha liked, including Alexander Heiden, the man Samantha has secretly liked for many years. Alexander Heiden is the son of the wealthy Heiden family. He's been looking for the little girl who saved his life from a kidnapping. A misunderstanding made him think that girl was Jazz. Alexander began to pursue Jazz. Jazz was cold at the beginning, but she accepted him when she found Samantha had a crush on Alexander. The night of their engagement party, Alexander mistakenly recognized Samantha as Jazz. He slept with her. The next morn

Fiona, a perfect Luna, is left heartbroken when she discovers her fiancé has cheated on her. In an impulsive act of revenge, she orders a call boy for a night of wild passion. As the sun rises the next morning, she leaves cash behind and slips away, believing she's had her sweet revenge.Little does Fiona know, her life is about to take a jaw-dropping turn when she finds herself pregnant after the passionate night with the call boy. Amid the turmoil and crisis of her unplanned pregnancy, she accidentally crosses paths with the man from that fateful night. However, the man who stands before her isn't just any call boy, but the future Alpha King—her fiancé's boss.Her heart races as she gazes at

The Last Call of Order is a teen fiction novel. The story took place at Urbama or as others call it- the city of crimes, where numerous crimes happen within the day but invisible to the public. A young boy, Xyler Darkenlor who mysteriously killed his mother was abducted. For an unknown reason, he was chosen to enter an institute where he was trained at a young age to be an Arial, the highest position in the killing chamber. To be accepted, he was let to pick a code name Niko which then he uses to forget his name. Niko receives order from his superiors in the chamber. They are being paid high for every completion of one mission. In one mission, he met Reca a highschool student who

Whenever Jacob called my name, his first instinct was always to utter his ex's name, "Anna". On our first anniversary, the gift he gave me was written: [Anna, let’s be together forever.] When we were intimate, he couldn't stop himself from whispering in my ear, "Anna, tell me you love me." Every time he called me by the wrong name, I could only helplessly reiterate, "My name is Anya, not Anna." Over time, Jacob probably felt some shame. Before addressing me, he would pause to think for a moment, and then successfully say my name, "Anya." Just when I thought he had finally stopped confusing the two of us, Anna suddenly returned. From then on, whenever Jacob introduced me to the rest o

“Fine,” I heard myself say, the word tasting like rust. “You want an open marriage? We’ll do open.” A slow smile curved his mouth—victory, not warmth. “Good girl. Then I suppose you won’t mind if I reintroduce Kisha.” The camera panned. There she was, curled on what I now realized was our hotel suite couch, her legs tucked under a cashmere throw that used to be mine. She waved, manicured nails glinting, belly softly rounded under a silk camisole. My world tilted. I forced a smile that felt like glass. “So she’s your girlfriend?” Daniel’s hand settled possessively on that gentle swell. “Not just my girlfriend,” he said, eyes locked on min