Novel & Cerita The Good Lie Kindle

I went skiing alone on Valentine’s Day to clear my head. I never expected that later that night, my younger brother, Mason Cases, would show up after running away from home following a fight with our family. The front desk stopped him and asked for additional registration. I explained, "He’s my brother. He ran out after an argument and didn’t bring his ID. He’s just staying one night. I’ll take him home tomorrow." After hearing that, the receptionist, Riley Rowe, gave us a suggestive once-over, winking at my brother with a look that said, "I get it." "Alright," she said with a flirty smile. "It’s Valentine’s Day. I understand. No need to be shy." Seeing how exhausted Mason looked, I forced myself to swallow the disgust and brought him upstairs. That night, I came across a local post online. "Girls these days have no shame. Bringing some random guy back to a hotel on Valentine’s Day. She got caught and still had the nerve to lie, saying he’s her brother. Like I can’t tell?" Some users questioned whether she might have mistaken them. "I’ve worked in this industry for over ten years. There’s no way I got it wrong! She didn’t dare register him. Obviously, she’s afraid her husband will find out she’s cheating! I’m going to go listen outside their door later and livestream how loud she gets!" I froze. It couldn’t be that much of a coincidence, right? Until I opened the photo she had secretly taken. My blood turned to ice. That was me. Wait. The "random guy" she was talking about… Did she mean the one lying on the floor? But he really was my biological younger brother.

From the International bestselling author JP SINA comes a steamy, dark romance! Vera, a she-wolf haunted by an abusive past, struggles to break free from the chains, forcing her to relive her trauma. "The best way to get over a man is to get under another," her best friend's words echo in her mind as Vera explores Mythinder, a dating app for the paranormal. When a tattooed sergeant with red flags promises to give her everything she needs, she finds it hard to stay away. Dane's raw intensity and morally grey villain vibes call to Vera's dark romance-loving heart. Their worlds collide in a mesmerizing dance of passion and intensity as Vera grapples with the magnetic pull toward a man who challenges everything she claimed she would leave to her bookish fantasies. He pushes the limits of her newfound freedom. Can she hand over control? Better yet, can she trust him not to shatter what's left of her heart? Must be 18+. Content is not suitable for minors. CWs include: Grape, SA, Physical Assault, and Graphic Spice.

To inherit her late father’s company, Rachel Hartley must get married. She proposes a contract to Damian Westwood—wealthy, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously persuasive. But Damian has secrets, an ambition of his own. Their marriage is not about love, definitely, but about wealth. To him, she’s a pawn, a key to unlocking his own ambitions. Yet the closer they become, the more blurred the lines get between lies and truth, desire and betrayal. Rachel must decide if she can love a man who might ruin her or save her. In a marriage built on secrets, one truth could destroy everything.

Bronwyn thought the hardest part of coming home for the holidays would be facing her small town past. She never imagined walking into the Rhiggs estate and feeling her body come alive under the gaze of Trenton Rhiggs, her best friend Eudora's father. He is everything she should not want: older, powerful, and completely forbidden. Trenton Rhiggs is a man who built an empire and commanded respect from everyone around him. Widowed for three years, he buried himself in work and being a father. Then Bronwyn arrived for the holidays and suddenly the girl he remembered became a woman he cannot stop thinking about. Every instinct tells him to stay away but having her under his roof makes that impossible. When a blizzard traps them alone in the massive Rhiggs estate, the attraction neither can deny finally erupts. What starts as one stolen night becomes an addiction neither can quit. They know it is wrong. They know Eudora can never find out. But some cravings are too powerful to resist. Their secret burns hotter every day until someone sees something they should not have. A business rival discovers the affair and threatens to expose Trenton unless he backs away from a major deal. Bronwyn becomes leverage in a dangerous game. Now Trenton has to choose between protecting his empire or claiming the one woman he was never supposed to touch. Their forbidden desire might cost them everything but walking away feels impossible.

“On all fours, baby. Now crawl to Daddy,” His velvety voice filled me with need as I dropped on my knees and crawled to him. "What do you want,gumdrop?" A dark look of lust settled over his face and I tried not to shiver at the sudden chill that ran through me. "I want you to f**k me." I swallowed hard as thrills of pleasure coursed through my body.My eyes flitted up to meet his grey orbs again, they were burning with hunger and a dark fire. "Fast and hard.”A soft whimper escaped my lips as he reached for me. “That's my good girl.” ** ** ** ** Zella Carmichael spent years harboring a secret crush on the ruthless billionaire, Isaiah King—her godfather and her father’s best friend—while pretending it was nothing more than a silly dream. So when his charming son swept her off her feet, it felt like fate offering her a safer version of the man she could never have. But fate had other plans. Just days before her engagement to Isaiah’s son, Isaiah steps in with a truth that wrecks her world: for the next 360 days, she is his. Zella believed her father gave her away to protect her from Isaiah’s threats, however she was far from the truth. Behind Isaiah’s cold steel eyes hides a man who has always been obsessed with her. And behind her father’s words lies secrets so dark, it will wreck her world. Zella is pulled into a world of passion, twisted secrets, power play, sizzling lust and betrayal. Trapped between the boy who once loved her and the man she was never meant to want… who will get her in the end—father or son? When dark shattering secrets come to light, will their love survive?

For five years of our marriage, Matthew Spark was my entire world. I abandoned my career, severed ties with my family, and molded myself into the perfect wife for him. I believed our love was unshakable, and that our marriage certificate was the ultimate proof of it. Until the day I saw him with my own eyes—holding another woman in his arms as he stepped into our home. “Ava, let me introduce you,” he said, his tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather. “This is Sophie Spears, and her daughter, Ella. They’ll be living here from now on.” I froze. I had seen her face before—tucked in the drawer of his desk, in his wallet, even as the wallpaper on his phone. And in that instant, I realized the cruel truth: I was the unnecessary outsider. The interloper. The greater insult came when I confronted him. He calmly produced a marriage certificate—his and Sophie’s marriage was three months before ours. That was the moment I learned my marriage had been nothing but a farce. That I wasn’t even significant enough to be a mistress. And in that moment, I laughed. Oh, Matthew. Did you forget who the largest investor in Spark Enterprise was?

He owns the night of this city, so he should also possess the most delicate white rose of the nation, Serena, a girl nurtured by love and art, his pure prey. Even though his brother also desires Serena, he’s certain she’ll never escape the palm of his hand. But is that really the case? Because Serena came for one purpose; to destroy this ruthless mafia king. Who is the real prey?

Paul never understood his family’s hatred. His father despised him. His brother tormented him. His mother ignored him. Betrayed and framed, he landed in prison for crimes he didn’t commit. But they made one mistake—they let him live. Five years later, Paul walks out of prison a different man. Quietly, invisibly, he builds an empire no one sees coming. No face on the covers. No name in the headlines. Just power, moving in the shadows. When the truth about his family finally surfaces — the lies, the secret that his brother was not actually his father’s son, and the fact that Paul’s mother had covered for the real criminal — everything they built on top of their betrayal begins to collapse. Paul didn’t come back for revenge. He came back for answers. Revenge was the unexpected prize.

To take care of my paralyzed mother-in-law, I quit my job and spent three years as a full-time househusband. That day, after cleaning up her waste, I hid in the bathroom with a cigarette between my fingers and came across a post on my wife’s boss’ Instagram. [You’re meant to be with me in the end. Since that freeloader can’t give you happiness, let me take you to the paradise of Maldev.] Above the caption were two plane tickets. Someone commented below. [That homemaker husband of hers is definitely clinging onto her. After all, she’s his meal ticket.] The boss replied. [Don’t worry. Tonight she’ll go home and come clean. She’ll say the company was caught falsifying accounts and is facing massive fines, and that she might need to serve jail time. [To keep that guy from getting dragged into it, the only option is divorce. He’s as timid as a mouse and will take any chance to flee.] I stared at the screen, stunned, until the cigarette burned my fingers. Ten minutes later, my wife rushed home, panic written all over her face. She dropped her bag on the floor. “Honey, something’s gone wrong with the company’s finances. They’re accusing us of falsifying accounts. I was solely responsible for the accounts. I might need to serve 10 years in prison, plus fines of more than ten thousand dollars. “We need to sign the papers before they seize our house. I don’t want to drag you and mom into this.”

All it took was a single exchange between my sister and Giselle’s lover, and my daughter accused her of stealing a gold bracelet. As a result, my sister was left to die in a warehouse for three whole days. With my sister’s life hanging by a thread, I got on my knees and pleaded before my wife and daughter. “Please, let Lucy go. She won’t speak to Theo again.” Faced with my pleas, my daughter simply let out a cruel smile. “I can release her, but only if she returns the bracelet.” Lucy never took the bracelet in the first place. There was no way she could return something that was never in her possession. Agony ripped through me as I crawled toward Giselle. “Please, Giselle. I’m begging you. Please let her go. She’s going to die at this rate!” Giselle took one cold, hard look at me before uttering, “So she’s been hung to dry for three days. She won’t die. If you really want her release, you should hand over your mother’s keepsake to Theo.”