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Not long after Josh Stewart proposed to me, the Stewart family went bankrupt. He took on three jobs, pouring everything he had into taking care of me. Every morning, he handed me the first cup of coffee, and the only fresh bagel on the table was always mine. He would pull me into his arms and promise, softly but firmly, that once he had saved his first 100,000 dollars, he would marry me. I believed every word. Until the day I stepped into an exclusive private club and saw him with his childhood sweetheart, their fingers intertwined, as he ordered a bottle of Lafite without a second thought. "If Yvette still hasn't realized in three days that Donald's been pretending to be you, then you win," she said with a smile. "Her eyesight isn't great," Josh replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. "And Donald avoids women. She won't notice. If I win, you're coming abroad with me for the wedding." I stood there, just out of sight, listening. A small smile tugged at my lips. Perhaps… it was time to find myself a different groom.

During the New Year holidays, I'm hooked to an IV in an ER ward because of my Pathological Lie Aversion, which is a condition that makes me vomit whenever someone lies to me. Meanwhile, Landon Yale shows up at a public event with his female best friend, Eunice Parker, in a high-profile manner. Clad in the Ice Queen championship costume that I've worn during the time I won my championship, Eunice whines to Landon cutely that she wants to ride on his shoulders. With a doting smile on his face, Landon replies, "Alright, alright. You're my queen tonight. If only that figure-skating numbskull is as sweet and understanding as you…" Thanks to my Pathological Lie Aversion, I keep vomiting the whole time. After taking off the IV needle, I rush toward the venue in the sports car that I've planned on giving to Landon. In the stark silence that follows, I hurl the divorce agreement in Landon's face. "Happy New Year, Landon Yale. By the way, here's an announcement. From now on, I'll be retiring as a figure skater. On top of that, I will be retracting all sponsorships that I've bestowed upon Yale Group." I want Landon to know that he can never afford to pay the price of offending me.

Can a regular girl ever marry a real life prince? Prince Marco: Royal life can be a royal pain, and Marco needs a break. A secret identity, just for a few weeks. A relaxing vacation in America, where nobody knows who he really is. Not even the girl he hires to be his personal assistant, Sabrina. But when Sabrina turns out to be the best part of his vacation, he finds it harder and harder to keep his secret from her… Sabrina Wise: Sabrina never imagined that any job could lead to paparazzi encounters and surprise trips to Hawaii. Who could have thought that her boss would turn out to be as charming as he was handsome? But, behind their sizzling sexual tension, she can’t help but think there’s something more to Marco. Who is this gorgeous man she’s taking orders from, and why is he keeping so much hidden away? If she’s willing to risk everything to find out, she might end up in her own Cinderella fairy-tale ending… What happens when Mr. Right turns out to be Prince Charming?

The world has one rule. The beast determines your worth. Mira has no beast. No rank. No place among the strong. She is an Omega in a world that has already decided what she is and what she will never be. But when a selection letter lands on her doorstep, one that should never have had her name on it, she stops playing by the rules. Training camp is brutal. The students are stronger, faster and backed by bloodlines she can only dream of. And then there is Caden Crest. Cold. Untouchable. Next in line to rule the world. The boy who looked her in the eye and told her she didn't belong. The boy who felt something in that moment and has been running from it ever since. Mira has survived everything the world has thrown at her. She just didn't know the hardest thing to survive would be him.

Willow Henderson was never meant to carry the weight of her family's legacy. As the overlooked youngest daughter, she had one forbidden freedom—love. And she gave it to Jack Carter, the untouchable bad boy with a broken past.Jack came from nothing. With a deadbeat father and siblings to raise, hockey was his only way out—until Willow. She made him dream of more, but her powerful family crushed those dreams. When she got pregnant as a teen, they sent her away, forcing her to break Jack’s heart with lies.Years later, Jack is a hockey legend, ruthless and untouchable. Willow’s life has crumbled, and she’s forced to take a job as a sports psychologist—only to come face-to-face with the man she destroyed.But Jack isn’t the boy she left behind. He’s colder. Harder. And when the truth about their child comes out, everything changes.This time, if Willow wants him back, she’ll have to fight for him—before it’s too late.

When your best friend/lover betrays you and rejects your sincere feelings to marry your sister, the only thing left to do is to run away and never see either of them ever again, right? Well, I don't know if that's the best idea, but that's what I did. Daniel Griffin used me, betrayed me and to make it all worse, he got me pregnant. Now, years later, I still hate Daniel, but with a child on the mix and plenty of family problems, I can't ignore him anymore. Not to mention that fate decided to make us compatible and I can't be around him without wanting to jump him.

His eyes burned, his voice dripping low but sharper than a knife. “I will do whatever, whatever it takes, Leylla. And if I fail, I would rather take my own life than see you become my stepmother!” She squared her shoulders, then let out a devilish, cold smirk. Her voice dripped raw, devoid of any warmth. “If that happens, Vincent, I will gladly descend your casket into the base of your grave with my own hands.” _____________________________________________________________________ He was her greatest love, one that she had held on to as if it were her own precious life. But he took it all for granted, used her, and when he was done, he dumped her for her only friend. Shattered and confused, Leylla bumped into a strange, breathtaking sugar daddy. He gave her an offer that she couldn't resist: a one-night stand. But the morning after, she discovered that the man she had slept with was none other than her ex's father and the senior surgeon at the hospital. And because fate always has a wicked way of exposing the truth, their affair comes to light, and a scandal explodes. Now, her ex would rather die than see her become his stepmother, while his father is willing to lose everything for her. A love once sweet,turned sour. Two lovers, turned into mortal rivals. Sweet promises, turned into dangerous, life-threatening threats. And threats? They are starting to turn real, one by one. And finally, death???

I was born with a strange, painful condition. Women are strongly drawn to me, yet after I got married, I became allergic to my own wife, Quinn Rowan. Every attempt at intimacy left me covered in burning red welts, struggling to breathe. More than once, I nearly went into shock. Nevertheless, my desire to have a child was overwhelming. So one night, gambling with my life, I quietly slipped into the bedroom. Strangely, nothing happened to me that night. Soon, Quinn became pregnant. I naively believed everything would finally return to normal. Then, eight months into her pregnancy, a single accidental touch sent me into another violent allergic reaction, and I was rushed to the hospital. When I finally came to, Quinn was nowhere to be found. At the end of the corridor, I heard her whispering with her girlfriends, "Look how ridiculous he looked, all swollen and gasping. Pathetic." Quinn dangled the special tonic she had always claimed was meant to help me, her voice dripping with disdain, "I engineered this formula myself. I made sure he’d break out in hives the moment he touched me. That way, he’d never come near me. "But since he was so desperate for a kid, I decided to let him raise the baby Miles and I conceived together. It’s charity, really." My blood froze. The child I longed for, the baby I treasured, was never mine.

"Answer me, Aveline. Is it me or him?" Luca demanded harshly. His glassy green eyes shimmered with unshed tears that threatened to fall any moment from now. I tried to hold his hand but he snatched it away. "Luca please...I need time to think about this—" "It's him isn't it? You love him more than me!" Luca turned his back to me as tears ran down my cheeks like a waterfall. I had just lost my only friend all because of a stupid crush. "Luca please no...Luca come back please!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Seventeen year old Aveline Baker has no choice but to move to Europe and start all over again after her uncle bagged a job at a government mining agency. Having lost both parents to fate, she saw this as a new opportunity. An excuse to let go of the past. Aveline immediately settles down in her new place. What she saw as her biggest insecurity made her stand out mostly because of her unique blonde hair and different colored eyes. Nevertheless, there was one person who never took notice of her: Leonardo Ricci-Santoro, a biker with a dark complexity who is two years older than she is. He lives on the other side of the street with his twin, Luca. Aveline's school life and friendship with Luca who secretly nurtures a deep crush for her which Aveline knows nothing about is threatened when Leonardo confesses to her first. Luca finds out, he too confesses his feelings to Aveline, leading a huge fight to breaking out between the two brothers. Aveline must now choose between her first crush and her only true friend knowing fully well that a wrong choice will leave her with nothing in the end.

The day I began working, I found out that the boyfriend I’d picked up off the street was actually a rich young man from the capital’s elite circle. His fiancée sneered at me, “You’re nothing but a bit of fun for us when we’re bored.” “You didn’t really think you were some kind of heroine here to save him, did you?” I was humiliated, my lips trembling. I couldn’t forgive myself—how could I have spent half of my father’s lifesaving money to help him? I even dropped out of school, working three jobs every day, foolishly treating him as the second most important person in my life. Later, my father passed away, leaving me all alone, so I left that city. But who would have thought that the young rich man who had toyed with me would go mad, searching for me all over the world for the next five years?