روايات وقصص ضمن Real By Katy Evans

share the exact same eyelid structure and chin shape as Jessica Hepburn? A new reality, far more horrifying and disgusting, slammed into Ravelle's mind. Calysta was not the child of Kyle's deceased friend.

HE IS WAY OUT OF MY LEAGUE! I don’t remember much from our bar date. Like, I remember that he was THE MOST BEAUTIFUL man that I’ve ever seen and that I couldn’t stop complaining about my life and sister. Then when he texted me to remind me he is coming here, wrote his name and I googled it, I kind of almost choked. My fake date is Dante Evans. And who the hell is Dante Evans, you might ask? Ha. He is an actor. Like, the guy is a super popular actor who plays superheroes in movies. He is rich. Handsome. Funny and did I mention his abs?

I’d booked the cathedral and chosen a lace gown for our wedding. I’d imagined his hands steadying mine as we cut the cake. Now those fantasies popped like soap bubbles, leaving only acid in my throat. My phone buzzed, jolting me back. I answered mechanically. “Jane!” Emily’s voice crackled with excitement. “I know it’s last-minute, but Dr. Evans begged me to ask again—will you join the Chrysalis Lab? You’d revolutionize his research!” Six months ago, Dr. Evans had personally offered me the role. The catch? Total isolation—no calls, no emails, no contact for months or even years.

Clearly, you’re being kept. I laughed coldly and asked Asher, “Do you believe that? That I, Gwen, would need to be kept by someone?” He couldn’t respond. He didn’t dare. He had the gall to trust Sophia’s lies about me, but the truth—that the daughter of a real estate tycoon like me wouldn’t need a sponsor—was too much for him to face. I didn’t waste another second on them. Pulling out my phone, I opened the family group chat and shared my location. Then I tagged everyone and sent a single, scathing message:

Chapter 28 Michael Walker sat in his office, his eyes glued to the screen of his computer. He had spent the last few weeks distracted, barely able to concentrate on his work. The news had spread like wildfire, and now every media outlet was buzzing with the story: Kaitlyn Dever, the woman he had discarded, was now Mrs. Estefan Salvatore. Michael’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge of his desk, the muscles in his jaw tightening with every passing second.

“BECAUSE SHE IS STILL THE MOTHER OF MY SON! And no matter how evil she might be, I KNOW THAT SHE GENUINELY LOVES HIM! AND SHE IS PREGNANT! I AM NOT GOING TO PUNISH THE PUP FOR THE MOTHER’S MISTAKES!!!!” Evelyn looked at both of them as though she had been slapped. “Did you just call me evil? Say that I made mistakes?” Brady ignored her question, his eyes and attention focused completely on Charlotte. Charlotte stared right back at him, with an unreasonable expression on her face. I wondered whether she was having one of her doubt-snaps. “Who are you?” Evelyn sneered at Charlotte. “Are you the replacement whore? Brady works faster than I thought." “ENOUGH,” Dr. Hyder cut in. “Sit down, everyo

, Richards said and hung up. Eva, on the other hand realized what exactly the last statement could have been. She indeed had a strong prediction and she knew where she was winning here. Eva smiled but Damon looked gloomy. "my father is coming", he announced. "let him", Eva responded and found the right time to release Josalina's clip. She walked back to her room holding her laptop, logging in her various fake ID's as she released Josalina's naked clips with the director of the best model award with the caption,

“I recognized you from the news.” “It’s nice to see you again, Mister Jenkins,” Carlos greeted. He put an arm around Kate and said, “Yes, this is my wife, Kate Ronaldo.” A wide grin became plastered on Evan’s face. He acknowledged, “Of course.” He turned to his wife and introduced Madison, and then he looked back and introduced Lexi. “This is Lexi King. She is also an heir, but to the King Motors.” Lexi was a very slender woman. She had blue eyes and very light blonde hair. She seductively extended her hand to Alexander and declared, “It’s nice to finally meet you, Alex.”

one commented. “Shut up,” Reese said, stealing the beams of the ladies. “B*tch. What did you say?” Looking back with glare, Reese shouted, “I SAID SHUT UP YOU UGLY OGRES!” “O-Ogre?” one asked while pointing to herself. “You d-dared call us ogres! You must have a death wish.” “Don’t you know who I am?” Reese asked as she stood up and pointed to herself. With a grin, she introduced, “I am Nadia Wyatt. I am the sole heiress of Wyatt corporation! No one is allowed to touch me! Do you understand that?”

“He loves you a lot.” If she notices the sarcastic edge in my tone, she doesn’t show it. Instead, she steps out of the stall, smoothing down her dress while typing something rapidly on her phone, no doubt texting the asshole she’s cheating with. “You think I look okay?” she asks, spinning slightly. I stare at the woman Cameron chooses to spend the rest of his life with, the same woman who made my life a living hell and mocks him behind his back without a shred of guilt. There’s nothing basic about Daisy, she’s an epitome of beauty, curves in the right places, and proportions. Her boobs aren’t any bigger than her ass. She’s just THAT girl.