Novel & Cerita Waiting For My Hogwarts Letter

Betrayal is when you are jilted for your twin sister days before your wedding; and this was the case for Teresa. Even worse is when the man for whom she agrees to be a surrogate mother turns out to be her ex-fiancé half brother. Life happens, and Teresa's biggest obstacle is her family. What will she do to save her babies? Meet Teresa, a survivor and a successful medical doctor with those who betrayed her at her feet.

She was the perfect mafia wife until her husband demanded an open marriage like it was another business deal. He expected her to break Instead, she reached for revenge by committing the ultimate sin in their world, she chooses her own desire. One night. One call boy. One sin she thought she could bury. But the man she paid wasn’t a call boy at all he was Cassian Moretti, the most dangerous Mafia Don in the city… and her husband’s worst enemy. Their night together should’ve ruined her Instead, it awakened something feral. Weeks later, a missed cycle exposes the truth and Cassian finds her again, cornering her with a smile sharp enough to cut wind. “A call boy, huh? Sweetheart… you bought the wrong man.” Now she’s trapped between a husband who wants control and a ruthless Don who wants obsession. Forbidden. Explosive. Unhinged. Some affairs start wars. This one may end a marriage… and ignite a bloodline.

If they ask Selina for her definition of pain, she would say,"being jilted for one's twin sister few days to one's wedding." But if she is asked on a deeper level, she will say; In other to cover her hospital bill, she became an accidental Surrogate for her best friend's brother and it doesn't end at that, she was now to live with the pain of her Rival being her kid's step mom. Meet Selina, the victim and survivor of pain, the renowned medical doctor who not only has the world at her feet, she now has her ex-fiance and her baby daddy at her feet.

After seven years together, Liora Quinn expected a proposal, but instead, she found her boyfriend in bed with her best friend and foster sister. Heartbroken and drunk, she spent one reckless night with a mysterious stranger. The next morning, she discovered he was Tavian Knight, her ex-boyfriend’s powerful billionaire uncle. When a positive pregnancy test appears, Liora’s life spirals out of control. Her foster family insists she marry an older man to protect their family image, but the ruthless billionaire wants to marry her. In a world ruled by secrets, betrayal, and power, loving the wrong man could destroy her, but guarding her heart may hollow her completely. Now, she is trapped in a world where revenge feels like a fantasy, and control feels like empowerment; her heart beats for the man it shouldn't, and she lets it... She wants that, too..

One reckless night shattered her future. Now, it’s about to become her destiny. After catching her fiancé cheating hours before their engagement party, Aria Cole drowns her heartbreak in alcohol and ends up in the arms of a devastatingly handsome stranger. No names. No promises. Just one unforgettable night of passion. Until two pink lines change everything. When Dominic Ashford—the cold, ruthless billionaire CEO and her ex’s boss—discovers Aria is carrying his child, he refuses to let her walk away. Especially not after she nearly terminates the pregnancy he’s always craved. He offers her a contract: one year as his wife in exchange for protection from her toxic ex and the scandal threatening to destroy her. But their dangerous arrangement awakens something far more lethal than desire. As buried secrets surface—betrayal, hidden identities, and a decades-old massacre tied to Dominic’s powerful family—passion turns into obsession. The man she’s falling for may be her greatest enemy… or her only salvation. In a world of revenge, lies, and toxic love, how far will a ruthless billionaire go to claim the woman carrying his heir?

On the fifth anniversary of my marriage to Vicente Buckley, he violated my trust by sleeping with my best friend Kinsley Gilmore, on our bed. Through the camera, my son Jamie Buckley's childish voice sounded. "Kinsley, I'll keep watch at the door. I won't let my mom come in!" As if rewarding him, Kinsley pecked Vicente and suggested, "Your son is great. Don't you think about having another child with Patricia?" Vicente responded by covering her face with a pillow, saying, "The scar on her belly disgusts me."

My mother-in-law brings a woman from the countryside. She looks like she's up to no good when she asks my husband and I to care for the woman. My husband is a mama's boy through and through. His gaze darts around, and he doesn't object to his mother's words. Is it a trend nowadays for people to serve mistresses on a silver platter? It looks like I'll have to do my best in "caring" for them, then…

“Are you sure you want to do this?” A soft murmur reached Sierra’s ears as she closed her eyes. “Is there another way?” “You’ve already heard what the doctor said about Callie’s condition, right? There’s no other way, Sierra.” Axton lifted his head from the crook of Sierra’s neck. “So, let’s get this done now and give me the money according to our deal,” Sierra said confidently while giving him a long kiss. *** Sierra signed an agreement to become a surrogate mother for her best friend, Callie, who couldn’t get pregnant by herself due to lupus. As part of the arrangement, Sierra would receive compensation, which she planned to use to pay off the debt left by her bastard father. Unfortunately, after they finalized the agreement, Callie was declared unable to produce eggs for fertilization. In the end, the only solution rested with Sierra. Callie asked her best friend to sleep with her husband so they could have a child together, a baby that would be raised as Axton and Callie’s own. Having no other choice, she slept with her boss, who also happened to be her best friend’s husband, and eventually became pregnant with his child. However, tragedy struck when Callie fell seriously ill during Sierra’s seventh month of pregnancy and passed away. So, what happens next? What will happen to Sierra and the baby she is pregnant with? What if there are many hidden truths between them? What if Sierra and Axton had a connection in the past before Axton married Callie? What if Axton and Callie’s relationship was built on a web of lies that Callie kept hidden? As secrets from their pasts begin to unravel, how will Sierra and Axton face the future?

At eighteen, Ashley’s world crumbles. Her parents give her legacy to a perfect impostor. Her mate, Jason, accuses her of witchcraft and rejects her in front of the entire pack. Branded a poisoner and thrown into slavery, Ashley endures three months of brutal torment. When Jason—the very mate who condemned her—finally returns, it isn’t to save her. It’s to drain her blood… to save the girl who stole her life. Even her family agrees. But Ashley refuses to die for them. She rejects Jason, chooses herself—and pays for it with her life. Only death doesn’t keep her. Resurrected by a mysterious and dangerous man, Ashley becomes a weapon in a war she never asked to fight. Her enemies believe she’s returned for revenge. Her family fears her. Her former mate regrets her. But Ashley isn’t here to play their game. Her wolf finally awakens, so does her purpose: She is the chosen guardian—destined to reshape everything. Will she reclaim the pack that destroyed her? Or carve a new future—one forged in fire, betrayal, and blood?

At the engagement party, the champagne tower is only half-built when Marcus Harrison answers a phone call. He glances at me and says, "I have to go. Lily collapsed at the airport." I say, "If you leave, we're done." He leaves anyway, in front of 200 guests. He carries Lily Bardot in his arms, wearing the coat I gave him, as he drives away in my car. The next day, he sends me an email that reads, "Lily will be moving into my apartment. She needs me, and I hope you can understand. Once Lily gets better, we'll get married. Please trust me." I stare at the screen and suddenly laugh. So what he wants isn't someone who loves him. It's someone who needs him. And I'm too independent, so I don't make the cut. That evening, I scroll through my contacts and find a number I've never given a second glance to. It belongs to someone who's been waiting for me for 23 years. I dial it. "Tomorrow night, 7:00 pm. Meet me at the restaurant by the sea."