Roy Mustang Blind

Two ancient royal bloodlines survived the fall of empires — not in castles or crowns, but in billion-dollar corporations and global influence. In the dazzling metropolis of Aurora Country, the Vale and Albourne families remain as symbols of wealth, power, and legacy. Bound by a centuries-old friendship, their alliance is now cemented in secret: a marriage contract between their only heirs. Valerie Vale, 22, the unseen princess, lives quietly as a team leader in the creative design department at AV Tech, the flagship company owned by both families. Free-spirited, bright, and hidden from the public to protect her rare lineage, she loves her ordinary life — and has no plans to give it up. Leon Albourne, 23, is Aurora’s golden boy. Nicknamed “The Perfect Prince,” he’s admired for his brilliance, composure, and leadership. Every move he makes is under scrutiny — except the most important one of all: marrying Valerie Vale in secret, on the eve of her 23rd birthday. Now, they must live together under one roof. To the world, Leon is married — but no one knows to whom. To each other, they are bound by duty — and three house rules. But behind Leon’s cold gaze is a truth hidden for 11 years — he’s loved Valerie since the moment they met. And now, the game begins.

“Sign the papers, you devil!” Elena snarled with a curse. “Are you blind to see that you’re no longer needed here?” Kendra had it all—money, power, a loving family, until she threw it all away for a man who would give her the world. After being married to him for four years of abuse and exploitation, Kendra finds herself divorced, broken, and penniless. Left with nothing, she returned to her father’s house and began the race to win back her birthright as the heiress to Winchester Enterprises. Kendra was welcomed home and given a condition to assume the new CEO of the family company – only if she accepted to marry Douglas Brooks – the youngest and wealthiest billionaire in the city. She hesitantly accepted the proposal, taking it as ‘just business.’ But with time, the arranged marriage turned into what she’d always wanted in a relationship. At the company’s night event to usher her in as the Heiress and the new CEO of Winchester Enterprises, and as expected she met the presence of her ex-husband and his new girlfriend. They were shocked to their bones when Kendra was announced the Heiress and the new CEO of the leading company in the city. Kendra was no longer the naïve lady they tossed around like a piece of trash. Now it was time to make them pay for all they did to her!

Christina "Christy" Ross, as Poppy her friend had called her, had been a runaway bride for five years already from her billionaire groom Everette Watson. Christy thought she had already hidden away from him, but when she was going to meet her blind date from an online dating app, she was horrified to see it was none other than Everette! Five years ago, Christy had escaped their wedding. But now... Everette had promised not to allow her again. ******* STAND-ALONE BOOK Book 2: Forget About Me, Billionaire Book 1: Mommy, I Want My Daddy LOVING THE BILLIONAIRE SERIES You can read this book directly even if you have not read BOOK 1.

My twin sister, Audrey Goodwin, was obsessed with romance novels about rich heirs. All she wanted was to marry into money and live like some perfect socialite. She set her sights on the silver-spoon scion in Jezelton, Michael Strickland, who'd been blind after a car accident. Audrey got close by becoming his private nurse. But she got tired of the work really quickly. So, she asked me to cover for her. When Michael finally got his eyesight back and held a huge celebration, Audrey decided to drug him so she could slide right into the role of Mrs. Strickland. I didn't stop her this time. I even went as far as booking her a luxury suite so she could carry out her plan. In my last life, I had begged Audrey not to go through with it. I told her romance novels weren't real life, and guys like Michael were way too powerful to mess with. She had actually listened and canceled the plan. But a little while later, the news broke: Michael secretly got married. It turned out that he'd been with someone else that very night. Just like that, Audrey's big fantasy was gone. She blamed me for ruining her "dream". My parents blamed me as well; they beat me and yelled at me, saying Audrey couldn't marry Michael now because of me. One night, Audrey snapped. She came into my room with a hammer and beat me to death. Now, I had been given another chance. I woke up right on the night of Michael's recovery party.

The dead don't lie. At Nocturne Prep, everyone else does. Where Alpha heirs and supernatural elites sharpen their claws before ruling the world, accidents don't happen. So when Luna heiress Seraphina Vale plunges to her death, no one dares question it. Not at this school. Rae Vale spent her life hidden as an Alpha's omega bastard daughter. Now she's dragged from obscurity to replace her dead half-sister. Wearing Seraphina's crest, sleeping in her bed, drowning in vicious whispers. She's a fraud with a target on her back. To Professor Cassian Rhys, she is the reincarnation of his first love and his second-chance mate. To Luca Ashborne, the untamed Alpha prince with cruel games and an iron will, she’s a threat. To Kieran Duskmoor, the elusive bloodborn who wears apathy like armor, she’s pure fascination. These boys rule the academy. They want to unravel her or bury her. But Rae isn't here to play nice. Not when Seraphina's death was murder. Someone wants to finish what they started when Rae starts to get too close to the truth, and Rae refuses to be next. At Nocturne Prep, loyalty is rare, power is everything, and love might be the deadliest weapon of all.

I was the son of the wealthiest man in Capital City, but I had never enjoyed the flattery and fake smiles that came with that title. All I had ever wanted was a normal life. Now that I was pushing twenty-eight and still single, my mom finally lost her patience. She gave me an ultimatum: go on a blind date or she’d disown me. On my way to the date, I passed by a luxury boutique and spotted a watch that immediately caught my eye. I was just about to pay for it when, out of nowhere, a man barged in from behind and slapped a black card down on the counter. “I’ll take this watch. Wrap it up for me,” he said. I stayed calm and said politely, “Sir, I saw this watch first.” However, he just scoffed and snapped back, full of arrogance, “A broke nobody like you can look but not afford it. Get lost. I’m the assistant to Ms. Jackson, the CEO of Jackson Group. In this city, if I want something, no one will fight me for it.” Ms. Jackson? Isn’t that the exact woman I was supposed to be meeting for the blind date? Without another word, I pulled out my phone and dialed her number. “Selena,” I said calmly, “do you know your assistant is out here throwing your name around to bully people?”

For three long years, I was trapped in a toxic relationship with Edwin Kent.During those three years, he started by verbally insulting and controlling me, but eventually escalated to physical violence. Not only did he drain my finances to support his family and lavish my money on his "goddess", but he also impregnated me three times, leaving me to face the emotional and physical toll of abortions alone.Despite the repeated disappointments, I remained blind to the truth. It wasn't until one day when I overheard him asking his goddess, "When will you become my girlfriend?"His goddess laughed and asked, "Aren't you already in a relationship with her, scum?"Edwin nonchalantly responded, "She's the one who won't let go of me. I've always loved you."That was when reality finally slapped me in the face. I left behind my scarred heart and returned to the embrace of my wealthy family.But Edwin refused to let me go. He persistently challenged the boundaries of me and my family.Finally, I couldn't tolerate it anymore. Trash should be thrown into the garbage dump, not wandering around and bothering people.

Alora is no princess and her life is not a bed of roses despite being the Alpha's daughter. Her mother hates her for being weak and been born a female. Her sister bullies her with every chance she gets. Her father is ignorant about her, turning a blind eye to everything. When her mate chooses her sister over her, she is shattered. During her mate choosing ceremony, she is drugged and ends in bed with the lycan prince of Alistar kingdom. A contract marriage, that's what he offers her in exchange of her freedom in two years. But this relationship is bound to bring more complications on her life. A second chance mate? But is there a future for them?

Raya is an orphaned young lady who is struggling to make ends meet. Kaan is an introvert and a workaholic but quite a successful businessman, pressured by his family to produce an heir as he is the last in line of old lycan kings still thriving in the modern world. As Kaan's family sets him up with blind dates and not-so-blind ones, which makes him suffer internally, he is finally at his wit's end. By a stroke of luck, he meets Raya again...the girl who, incidentally, he doesn't mind having around because he knows they have something in common. She wishes upon stars, just like he does. Both desperate and in need of help, they agree to benefit from their friendship by being pretend 'mates'. Only, it is very hard to remain friends...when they seem so perfect for each other.

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."