Seeing Double: Same Title, Different Books By Different Authors

“Don’t freaking touch me you liar!” Diana yelled, the tears spilling down her face. She couldn't believe the man she loved and trusted had lied to her. “You told me you loved me!” “Yes, I do. Diana, listen, I…,” Xavier gasped, his voice breaking. He knew he was losing her. His heart ached. He had never meant to go this far with her. He had wanted to hurt her but it hurt worse to see her like this. “You're all the same. I never should have loved you. I hate you! You're dead to me!” She screamed and walked away from him. Xavier chased after her, yelling her name but she shrugged him off, slamming the door in his face. Diana Pierce had always wanted love. She couldn't have it. Not after her ex husband Julian had cheated on her with her mother and tore her life apart. Now, Xavier, the savior she had dreamed of had been a secret sworn enemy out to get her from the start. What will she do when she finds out Xavier truly loves her? Will she ever forgive him? What happens when she learns her family isn't all that great and had been responsible for a heartache that had tormented him for years? Read on to find out!

I was forced to watch my husband fuck my sister as I slowly died on the floor. 3 different but connected series books here. ________________________________ Revenge, pain and destruction is all these women want. Book 1: Tamara was brutally murdered by her beloved husband and sister who she loved and trusted most in the world. But by an unexpected twist of fate, the moon goddess suddenly sends Tamara two years back into the past to undo her mistakes. In her past life, she had made the mistake of being too kind and too naive, trusting those she shouldn't have. But in this life, she swears to get revenge on all those evil people who betrayed her. But what if her first step in her revenge plan forces her to marry the same man who killed her parents? And what if she discovers that the person destined to destroy her is also her destined fated mate? Will she be able to fulfill her revenge plan? Or will her enemies destroy her for a second time? Book 2: Kayla was betrayed, abused, and humiliated by the man she loved most when he got her own maid pregnant! To make matters worse, he sold her off to another strange man! Now all Kayla wants is REVENGE and POWER. And she will get it by any means necessary. BOOK 3: Ivonne was tortured and humiliated when her husband brought his mistress to live with them, but Ivonne endured all this because she needed him to pay her mother's hospital bills. But after her mother is brutally murdered and Ivonne is cruelly thrown out to the streets, she forces herself to transform into the vixen of vengeance that would crush her enemies and take back all that belongs to her! You don't want to miss these books!

เนม ชื่อจริงของเขาคือ วรวิทย์ วรโชติวาทิน อายุ 25 นักธุรกิจหนุ่มรุ่นใหม่ ไฟแรง และมีเสน่ห์เหลือร้าย รับตำแหน่งต่อจากพ่อแม่ที่เสียไปเมื่อตอนอายุ 17 ปี จากเหตุการณ์เสียพ่อแม่ไปในครั้งนั้น ทำให้เขาได้พบเด็กชายที่ทำให้เขารู้สึกเหมือนมีที่พักพิงใจ นาย ชื่อจริงของเขาคือ เจ้านาย พัชรวิทิต อายุ 18 เด็กชายบ้านๆ คนหนึ่ง ฐานะกลางๆ ไม่จนแต่ก็ไม่ได้รวย การตายของแม่ทำให้เขารู้อะไรหลายอย่าง ที่พ่อและแม่ไม่เคยบอก ความลับที่ถูกปิดบังไว้ ในช่วงเวลายากลำบาก ก็ได้เจ้านายหนุ่มผู้ใจดีเข้ามาช่วยเหลืออยู่เสมอ "อ่า ทั้งนาย ทั้งฉัน เราต่างเหมือนกันเลยนะ"

When I'm at the hospital for a prenatal checkup, I find out that the husband of the woman sitting beside me is Rupert Hensley, a renowned businessman. It's such a coincidence. Rupert is my husband, too. As we chat, I learn that her husband isn't with her because he's out of town for a meeting. This is even more coincidental—my husband is also out of town for a meeting. After a long silence, I decide to get an abortion instead of going for my prenatal checkup. It's only when I later ask for a divorce that I remember he and I never registered our marriage in the first place.

I didn’t just lose my mate on the night of our Ascendance Ball. I lost my dignity. Standing in the center of the gilded ballroom, in a dress that cost more than my life, I watched Drail choose her. My best friend. He didn't just reject our fated bond; he laughed while doing it, his hand resting on her pregnant stomach. Cast out. Humiliated. Rogue. I ran into the storm and straight into the chest of a monster. Derek Montenegro. The Ruthless. The exiled Prince of the European packs. A man with tattoos crawling up his neck and a reputation for breaking bones as easily as he breaks hearts. He’s cold, commanding, and dangerously beautiful. He offers me a deal. A contract. "Marry me, Raya. Wear my mark. Become the Queen of the underworld, and I will give you the power to crush the people who broke you." I thought I was signing a deal with the devil to get revenge. I didn't know the devil had a twin. And I certainly didn't know that the rejection wasn't an accident—it was the first move in a war between brothers, and I am the weapon they both intend to wield.

Savage Sons Mc books 1-5 is a collection of MC romance stories which revolve around five key characters and the women they fall for. Havoc - A sweet like honey accent and a pair of hips I couldn’t keep my eyes off.That’s how it started.Darcie Summers was playing the part of my old lady to keep herself safe but we both know it’s more than that.There’s something real between us.Something passionate and primal.Something my half brother’s stupidity will rip apart unless I can get to her in time. Cyber - Everyone has that ONE person that got away, right? The one who you wished you had treated differently. For me, that girl has always been Iris.So when she turns up on Savage Sons territory needing help, I am the man for the job. Every time I look at her I see the beautiful girl I left behind but Iris is no longer that girl. What I put into motion years ago has shattered her into a million hard little pieces. And if I’m not careful they will cut my heart out. Fang-The first time I saw her, she was sat on the side of the road drinking whiskey straight from the bottle. The second time was when I hit her dog. I had promised myself never to get involved with another woman after the death of my wife. But Gypsy was different. Sweeter, kinder and with a mouth that could make a sailor blush. She was also too good for me. I am Fang, President of the Savage Sons. I am not a good man, I’ve taken more lives than I care to admit even to myself. But I’m going to keep her anyway.

Ellie was a good, ideal werewolf of her pack. Once abandoned by her family, she wanted to do everything she could to give back the love and care she received from her adopted family, even if it meant giving up her own wolf for a better future for them. However, what she did not know was that it was all a trick. That she was never loved by anyone in the pack; not her family, nor her mate. And the rite used for ‘her sake’? It was actually for her sister’s sake. All this time, Ellie was but a pawn to be used and tossed away. One day, she met an injured werewolf in the middle of the woods, who claimed her to be his mate, and later saved her from a cruel fate. Only… “We may be mates, but I feel nothing from you. All I want from you is to bear my child.” Once again, she was to be used as a pawn for someone else, when all she wanted was to at least be treated as any other werewolf. Will Ellie ever be able to change her fate? Can she get through to her mate? Will she find out what happened to her real parents?

"Tell me you don’t feel the same way," Xavier murmured, his dark eyes locked on mine. "Tell me you don’t feel your heart racing every time you see me. Tell me you don’t think about me for hours, imagining things… imagining me touching you. Tell me you don’t feel jealous when you see me with another girl who isn’t you." He stepped closer, his lips curling into that infuriating smirk. "Tell me, Princess," he whispered. My throat went dry. My words stuttered. "I… I don’t feel anything for you," I barely managed. "You're such a terrible liar," he said, his grin darkening. ••• Everything changed the night my father died. Six months later, my mother’s whirlwind engagement brought me here — to his mansion, to his world, to him. Xavier Knight: arrogant, reckless and rebellious. The one person I shouldn’t want. The one person I can’t stop noticing. He’s not supposed to be mine. I’m not supposed to want him. And yet… every glance, every word, every heartbeat pulls me closer to danger.

" Stop! just stop right there, Revan," Shaina said as she moved closer to the door, her hands sweaty with nest-like hair, she looked like a mental patient who ran out of the hospital. " Shaina, all I want is to talk to you why you are always looking at me with accusing eyes like I killed you? " Revan asked in an irritated tone. Little did he know he actually killed her. all the previous bitter memories started to flash in front of her eyes as her breathing ragged, Revan moved closer to her as she picked the vas from nearby to hit him and escape from his hold. she was not going to fall for his words again, she was not going to trust him again like she did in her previous life. " Shaina I am not going to do anything trust me," Revan said trying to cool her down but she was too scared to trust him, hell how can she trust the person who killed her. " you killed me Revan you killed me-- " she was about to say more when she felt his lips moving against hers. she tried to pull away but he held her neck and pulled her closer by her waist, all she wanted was to fight him but she couldn't. She gave in as he kissed her passionately, " I Love you Shaina, and the way you kissed me back, clearly states you do too " he whispered once he parted his lips from hers. Shaina's eyes teared as she looked at him and did what she wanted to do from the moment she saw him again in her life, She slapped him and ran away from his hold leaving a shocked Revan behind.

Rivergate's most elite social circle had always shared an unspoken rule. Men were free to play the field as they pleased, drifting from one woman to the next. Women, on the other hand, were only allowed a single, discreet indulgence on the day they came of age—a privately hired "life assistant" meant to take care of their physical needs. … On my coming-of-age day, I picked Elliot at first glance from a hundred applicants who came in for interviews. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, looked composed and restrained, and carried himself with a calm maturity that set him apart. He was steady, meticulous, and obsessively clean. The only condition he agreed to was that there would be no bodily contact—hands only. And after every encounter, he would scrub his hands with disinfectant alcohol a hundred times. Over five years, the empty bottles alone were enough to circle the villa seven times. I used to think that one day, I'd help him overcome his barriers and truly make him mine. That illusion shattered the night I got drunk and accidentally wandered into Elliot's room. Hidden beneath his pillow was a DV camera, and inside were several videos of him pleasuring himself. On the screen, the same man who had always been calm and rational with me was staring at the lingerie of the adopted sister who had caused my mother's death, his Adam's apple bobbing as he moaned her name, "Chloe… I love you…" Only then did I realize that every step he had taken toward me had never been about me at all. It had always been a carefully concealed, long-nurtured love for her. So, it was very odd that he cried when I took my adopted sister's place in marrying someone else.