True Confessions Charlotte Doyle

On my twenty-third birthday, my brother, Zackary Dixon, became the wealthiest man in the country. He threw a grand birthday party for the nanny's daughter, saying that she would be the Dixon family's favorite. At the same time, something went wrong with my artificial heart. I couldn't find a suitable one, only one month left in my life. Due to the torture of illness and great pressure, I had no choice but to call him. Hearing my cough, he coldly said, "At that time, you were afraid to get involved, and now you regret it?" My throat was sore. I stared at his expressionless face through the phone and laughed bitterly. "Zackary, three hundred thousand dollars is no big deal to you. Help me, OK?" Zackary sneered. I could hear his warm voice comforting Lillianna, "Voice phishing. It's fine." Of course, he was fine, because his sound beating heart was mine.

The day I found out I wasn't really an Adelson, Sharon—their real daughter—stormed in and stabbed me—over and over. Just like that, my shot at being a mom? Gone. Chuck Benetton, my fiancé, lost it. My parents swore they'd disown her. To "comfort" me, Chuck proposed on the spot. My parents handed me the severance letter—Sharon officially disowned—and told me to just focus on healing. Later, they said Sharon had run off and gotten trafficked in Nyamara, some hotspot for scams and lost souls. They said it served her right. And yeah... I believed them. Six years into the lie, I saw her—very much alive, baby bump and all, curled up against my husband like she owned him. "If I hadn't snapped back then, Yasmine never would've married you, " she said. "Thank God you and Mom and Dad backed me. Otherwise, that imposter would've landed me in jail. "She probably never guessed I've been right here, carrying your baby. Once I give birth, just fake an adoption. She can nanny our kid forever. "Thanks for everything, Chuck." She smiled like he was her hero. And he blushed. "Don't thank me. Marrying her was the only way to protect you. I'd do it all again." So yeah. The guy I thought loved me? He was always lying. My "parents"? They only cared about Sharon. If that's love, I want nothing to do with it.

I am in the middle of hosting an international conference when my younger sister, Aubrey Keller, suddenly calls me. She is sobbing over the phone as she says, "Aster, my spot in the student exchange program was taken away…" I immediately rush over to Aubrey's university campus. She's cornered in the teachers' office, her eyes brimming with tears. A young girl with punk flair is standing in front of Aubrey, gesturing at her with disdain. "Trying to fight for the spot against me, are you? I'm the heiress to the Keaton family in Centuria. "My father even funded an entire laboratory building for the university! Who do you think you are?" A teacher standing to the side is also adding fuel to the fire. "Aubrey, Ophelia's father is one of this university's key funders. Why don't you just let this go this time so we can all move on?" I'm about to rebuke the two when I hear the phrase 'heiress to the Keaton family.' Keaton family from Centuria? Since when did my father, Tristan Keaton, have another daughter besides Aubrey and me? I immediately call Tristan's number and ask coldly, "Dad, when did you cheat on Mom and sire another daughter behind her back?"

BLURB  A sister who vanishes.   A wedding built on lies.   And a bride who never planned to fall in love. When Charlotte’s twin sister, Scarlett, disappears days before her high-profile wedding to billionaire Stefan Reimann, she leaves behind two things: letters and proof her pregnancy was fake.  Bound by blood and sacrifice, Charlotte steps into Scarlett’s shoes, sealing herself into a marriage contract and marrying the man they swore to destroy.  Stefan is haunted by the woman he lost and tormented by the one now living in his house.  But Charlotte is hiding more than a heart full of anger and vengeance, and can only fight attraction and desire for so long when she realizes Stefan isn't the villain she expected.  Torn between revenge and a love she never wanted, Charlotte must survive a world of betrayal, buried truths, and bonds meant to be broken. What was supposed to be a one-year contract spirals into something far more dangerous. In a world where vengeance wears a wedding ring, can love survive the truth?

Born as the Alpha’s first daughter, Charlotte was always overlooked, shadowed by her younger sister, Lydia, the golden child of the pack. Her only mistake? Was being there the night Claudia fell into the river during her first wolf run and never coming back. Framed for her sister's death, Charlotte was crossed out, unloved and forgotten. But hope is not lost when she meets her fated mate, Alpha Ashton, the cold hearted feared leader who takes her in as his Luna. But love never follows her. Their bond was nothing more than an emotional distance. While Ashton watches his pack unravel under Lydia’s chaos, he realizes too late what he threw away. Now he wants Charlotte back. But she’s no longer his to claim. Torn between a past that broke her and a future that honors her strength, Charlotte must choose; revenge or new love, pain or peace. Because the girl they cast aside? She’s coming back to rule.

A mistress, a home wrecker and the other woman. That is what people called Charlotte. Having an affair, one to another. Charlotte's desire is to wreck a relationship but not until she found the man who is the reason why she became the mistress of every powerful man. Will Charlotte find her way to love someone or she will become worst after finding out the truth behind her past.

Vinnie Hart is running out of time. So when an opportunity drops into her lap to fulfill her dreams without having to depend on her family and friends, she takes it without an ounce of hesitation. The only thing that bothers Ethan Doyle is that he doesn't want Vinnie to fall for him. It's something he has dealt with in the past and doesn't want to deal with anymore. She is sweet, innocent, and naive, not to mention mute. She's exactly the kind of woman he shouldn't be having this erotic arrangement with. He would hate to break her heart. But little does he know that the secret Vinnie is hiding behind those innocent eyes and fascinating laughs is a permanent reminder not to break any of his rules, let alone the most important one: never fall in love with the boss. UPDATED: EVERY SUNDAY

Charlotte is a traveling historian with a specific interest in old towns, which is what brings her to the forgotten Willow Creek. Her research takes a drastic turn when she discovers that the place is harboring a mysterious castle that belongs to an even more mysterious vampire Lord. She will do anything to unlock the secrets of the little town, even offering up her blood. However, Charlotte soon finds out that she may have bitten off more than she could chew. *** “So, what is it that you think you’re offering me that isn’t what you’ve already agreed to?” “If you can answer the simplest difficult questions for me, then I’ll offer you a living taste,” Charlotte said. Silently, he closed the distance between them. Charlotte’s eyes closed while he neared her neck, his lips just above her skin. “Drinking so savagely from anyone is just not the way I do things.” In The October Wind is created by Rachelle Keener, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

After our eighty-eighth canceled wedding, I called my business partner. "I'm taking the Haviana market project." There was a beat of stunned silence. "Seriously? That's ten years overseas. You just got married—well, weren't you? Does your husband even know? What about your parents? You always said staying close to them was everything." I glanced around the empty church and let out a sharp laugh. "There was no wedding. No husband. And my parents? They've got Cindy. That's all they need." Another pause. "Alright. Pack your bags. You leave tomorrow." After the call, I ran a hand down my wedding dress. One last tear slipped out, quiet and pointless. Cindy had another "episode" today. Claimed she'd off herself. Andrew canceled—again. I'd looked at him, drained. "It's the eighty-eighth time." He dropped his head, guilt all over him. "Just a little more time, Viv. She's been off since the accident. I'm scared she'll actually do it. I swear, I'll talk to her. For real this time. Then we'll get married. Promise." My parents didn't hesitate. "Vivian, let Andrew go. If Cindy hadn't gotten kidnapped trying to save you, she wouldn't have these breakdowns. Are you really putting a wedding over your sister's life?" "How could you be so selfish?" I'd heard it all before. Used to fight it. Not this time. If neither my fiancé nor my parents wanted me around, then fine. I'd leave.

My sister and I married into the Phoenix Clan at the same time and, coincidentally, gave birth at the same time. After my sister birthed a purebred golden phoenix, the eldest prince she married was immediately crowned the next leader of the Phoenix Clan. Meanwhile, I gave birth to a mixed-bred pheasant and was condemned to death along with my husband, who was the second prince. It was only after my death that I found out the pheasant was my sister’s child! It was a ploy concocted by her and the eldest prince. The goal was to hide the bastard bloodline of the eldest prince and steal the throne of the Phoenix Clan. When I opened my eyes again, I realized I had been reborn. I didn't give birth, and my sister was visiting me with a haul of supplements…