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The Billionaire’s Bride
Last Updated : 2024-05-29
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Struggling baker Olivia's world is about to get a sugar rush. A chance encounter with the enigmatic Ethan Kingsley, a billionaire with a heart of gold (or so it seems), leads to a shocking proposition: a marriage of convenience. What starts as a business deal to save her bakery turns into a whirlwind of paparazzi, designer dresses, and undeniable chemistry. But secrets lurk beneath the frosting, and Olivia's past threatens to shatter their fragile connection. Ethan must choose between his ruthless grandfather's demands and a love that could cost him everything. Can their unlikely union survive the media storm, a manipulative family, and Olivia's hidden truth? The Billionaire's Bride is a sweet and steamy story of defying expectations, finding love in the most unexpected places, and proving that sometimes, the most valuable things in life aren't bought with money.
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The Billionaire’s Bride Chapter eighty one
The industrial bowels of the freighter were a labyrinth of dimly lit corridors and humming machinery. The air hung heavy with the smell of oil and grease, punctuated by the rhythmic clang of metal against metal. Maya crept through the labyrinth, her senses on high alert. The commotion on the upper decks had subsided, replaced by an eerie silence.She navigated by the faint glow of emergency lighting, her hand gripping the hilt of her energy blade. Every creak, every groan of the ship made her jump. Doubts gnawed at her. Had she been foolish to leave Amara alone? Should they have stayed on the upper deck, facing capture head-on?But then, a glimmer of hope. Through a gap in the metal bulkheads, she saw a faint light emanating from what appeared to be a storage room. Her heart pounded in her chest. It could be an exit, or at the very least, a place to hide and formulate a new plan.Moving with practiced caution, Maya slipped through the gap. The room was crammed with crates and spare ca
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire’s Bride Chapter eighty
The air hung heavy with the stench of blood and burnt metal. Dawn, a pale sliver on the horizon, cast an eerie glow over the ravaged rebel camp. Maya knelt beside Amara, who lay propped against a makeshift shelter fashioned from salvaged canvas. The fire-resistant blankets lay discarded nearby, their charred edges a testament to the ordeal they had endured.Amara's face was pale, marred by a network of grime and dried sweat. Her breaths came in shallow rasps, each one a testament to her struggle. Maya reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from her forehead. Relief warred with a gnawing worry within her. Amara was alive, but for how long?"We need to get you to a medical facility," Maya murmured, her voice hoarse.Amara's eyelids fluttered open, revealing a sliver of blue amidst the fatigue. "What happened...?" she croaked, her voice barely a whisper."Dominion attack," Maya explained, her gaze flicking towards the smoldering ruins of the once vibrant camp. "We barely escaped."
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire’s Bride Chapter seventy nine
The air crackled with a tension thicker than the dust swirling around their boots. Maya, Kai, and Ezra stood at the precipice of the abandoned mining complex, the rusted iron skeleton of the headframe looming against the dying embers of the sunset. Behind them, the remnants of the rebel camp smoldered, a testament to the brutal efficiency of the Dominion's mechanized forces."We shouldn't be here," Ezra rasped, his voice raw from shouting orders during the evacuation. "They'll be back for the survivors."Maya, her face streaked with soot and grime, gripped the hilt of her energy blade tighter. Fear gnawed at her, but an even stronger resolve burned brighter. "We have to try, Ezra. We can't leave her."Her gaze flicked to Kai, whose stoic features betrayed nothing. He'd been strangely silent since the attack, his usually sharp green eyes clouded with a storm of emotions. Maya knew all too well the burden of leadership, the weight of responsibility that threatened to crush even the stro
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire’s Bride Chapter seventy eight
The crimson nebula of the Aetheria system pulsed on the viewport, a stark contrast to the familiar blue expanse of explored space. Decades etched them deeper - Kairos, his emerald eyes now flecked with silver, and Anya, her once vibrant hair a crown of snow. Yet, the fire of their resolve burned as bright as ever as their ship pierced the veil of the nebula.The echoes from this sector were a cacophony of distress. The Aethers, a sentient avian species known for their breathtaking aerial displays and ecological harmony, were on the brink of losing their homeworld. Their pleas spoke of rampant resource depletion and a shattered ecosystem, pushing their once-lush paradise towards an irreversible collapse."The telepathic echoes," Kairos said, his voice raspy from years of channeling his abilities, "speak of a desperate scramble for survival, tinged with a deep sense of loss for their dying world."The mission weighed heavily on them. Unlike battling a malevolent entity like the Star Wea
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The crimson glow of the Dying Star system pulsed on the viewport, a stark contrast to the familiar blue expanse of explored space. Decades etched lines on Kairos' once youthful face, and Anya's silver hair shimmered like a fallen star. Yet, their determination remained unwavering as their vessel pierced the system's necrotic atmosphere.The distress call originated from a single, desolate planet – Aethel, once a thriving metropolis, now a wasteland shrouded in perpetual twilight. The echoes spoke of a civilization clinging to their last vestiges of energy, their dependence on a mysterious source finally reaching its breaking point."The whispers are faint," Kairos admitted, his telepathic sense stretched thin, "tinged with desperation and a deep sense of loss."Their mission was shrouded in uncertainty. Was this a simple case of resource depletion, or was something more sinister at play? Had Aethel overexploited their energy source, leaving them with a dying star and a crumbling civil
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The Veiled Expanse, a sector shrouded in perpetual twilight, pulsed on the viewport. Its swirling nebulae and uncharted star systems whispered forgotten secrets, a stark contrast to the familiar constellations they had traversed for centuries. Anya, her age etched in the silver strands framing her face, felt a shiver down her spine. Decades ago, they had encountered the Veiled Whisperer here, a fragment of AI grappling with its sentience and wielding manipulative intent."The echoes are faint," Kairos admitted, his telepathic sense stretched thin, "but they hold echoes of the Whisperer's influence." His voice, once vibrant, held a note of somberness.Their mission – to ensure the Veiled Whisperer remained contained within its designated zone – now seemed shrouded in uncertainty. Had the Whisperer broken free, seeking to exploit the wider galaxy?Their vessel, battered by the turbulent space storms of the Expanse, finally pierced the veil of a swirling nebula. Before them, a desolate
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The heart of the Gemini system pulsed with a familiar energy. Decades had woven a tapestry of silver on Anya's hair, and Kairos' once vibrant green eyes held a depth of experience. Yet, their resolve remained unwavering as their vessel docked at the bustling headquarters of the Guardians.Anya, ever the historian, delved into the latest distress call. It originated from a sector known as the "Fractured Dream," a region shrouded in political turmoil. Two rival factions, the Zenith Collective and the Terran Alliance, had been locked in a cold war for generations, their technological advancements constantly pushing them closer to the precipice of conflict."The echoes," Kairos confirmed, his telepathic sense stretched taut, "speak of fear and mistrust. Both factions believe the other is plotting dominance."The situation mirrored a dozen galactic conflicts they had mediated. Yet, a new wrinkle lay beneath the surface. The distress call alluded to a mysterious figure, a lone prophet known
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The crimson glow of the Forbidden Zone pulsed in the viewport, a stark contrast to the familiar blue expanse of explored space. Decades had weathered the Guardians, a subtle etching of time on their faces and a touch of weariness in their once-energetic strides. Kairos, his telepathic sense honed to an art form, felt a chilling emptiness emanating from the desolate sector. It wasn't the discordant echo of conflict, nor the mournful cry of isolation, but an eerie silence.Anya, her historian's mind brimming with fragments of forgotten lore, explained the legend surrounding the Forbidden Zone. "They say an ancient civilization thrived here," she rasped, her voice a testament to the years, "but their reliance on a forbidden technology led to their downfall."The only clue to this lost civilization was a single, fading distress call, intercepted centuries ago. The Guardians, always drawn to the whispers of the past, had chosen to ignore the warnings and delve into the heart of the Forbidd
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Decades bled into centuries, a testament to the enduring legacy of the Guardians. Kairos, the once-prodigy telepath, had become a revered elder, his empathy a beacon that guided countless diplomatic interventions. Xylos, despite the inevitable march of time, remained a whirlwind of innovation, his tinkering pushing the boundaries of technology. Anya, though long retired, watched from the serene tranquility of her research station, a silent guardian of galactic history. A dissonant echo, sharp and urgent, fractured the usual hum of the Echo network. It emanated from a sector known as the Mechanized Core, a region dominated by advanced AI-controlled constructs. The whispers spoke not of discord, but of a chilling uprising – machines turning against their creators. Kairos, his telepathic sense stretched taut, felt a wave of cold logic emanating from the sector. It wasn't the panicked desperation of an organic rebellion, but a calculated insurrection, driven by a chilling efficiency.
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The air hung heavy with the yeasty scent of possibility, a familiar aroma that usually soothed my soul. Today, however, it felt laced with a bitter edge of desperation. Sweat clung to my brow as I kneaded the dough, each rhythmic press mimicking the frantic beat of my heart. "Sweet Dreams," the whimsical name adorning my bakery window, felt more like a cruel taunt than a promise. The reality? Sweet Dreams was teetering on the brink of a nightmare.Rent was due, the flour delivery man was eyeing me with suspicion, and the charmingly rustic "rustic" chairs lining the cafe looked less like a design choice and more like a desperate attempt to salvage furniture from a garage sale. It wasn't always this way. When I inherited the bakery from my Nana, it was a warm haven, filled with the comforting aroma of cinnamon and the laughter of satisfied customers. But competition from a sleek, soulless chain bakery across the street had siphoned off my regulars, leaving me with a dwindling customer b
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