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When a case brings them together, bitter reality keeps them apart. ***** Sarah Carter, a young accomplished lawyer in New York City, wishes that she had a case that broke her every day routine. When Alexander Adair, the worlds hottest and ruthless billionaire comes to Sarah to handle his fake divorce case, she takes it immediately. However, as time goes on Sarah finds herself locked in a situation that binds her to Adair and his chaotic world, ripping her reality a part. Without Adair, Sarah is vulnerable and without Sarah, Adair is unable to carry out his plan. Secrets are uncovered and haunted pasts are relived. Forbidden love blooms and hearts are broken. Their love is destined to collpase, and in order to make it to the end and solve the case, they must find a way to let their red crumble. ©All Rights Reserved

Every orphan dreams of one thing—finding a home. When my parents finally found me, I thought I was the luckiest girl alive. But the moment I stepped through their door, I saw her—a girl my age, dressed like a princess, calling them "mom" and "dad." That girl, Cassia, had been living the life that should have been mine. She was their pride and joy, while I was nothing but an outsider. In front of others, she played the perfect sister. Behind closed doors, she made sure I knew my place. I was her shadow, her punching bag. She was my tormentor—my fake sister. I thought my husband could save me from the misery of that home. He was kind, gentle—or so I believed—until he demanded I give up my unborn child, because the only baby he wanted was hers. Betrayed by the two people I trusted most, my world crumbled as I bled alone on an operating table, my life slipping away. But destiny had other plans. I was given another chance—a chance to rewrite my story. This time, I’m ready. I’ll expose Cassia for who she truly is. I’ll protect everything that was stolen from me. I’ll no longer be the weak girl in her shadow. I’ll become my own strength, and Cassia will never have power over me again.

After her parents' separation and her Dad remarriage, Siren became an abandoned child. Everybody treats her like an outcast and though she was born with a golden spoon in her mouth, she merely lack of everything. Being expelled from college, no one wants to keep her company. And everyone looks at her like a mess. So at the age of nineteen,having her fake identity, she ran away. ------------------- Although he was already rich, Conrad still pushing everything he can to become a wealthy man at his age. His ambition motivates him to keep himself away from falling in love into random girls he met. For him, you can only call yourself a real person if everyone knows who you are. And only money can do that. That's why he hates people who barely dreams for their future and contented as what they are. Just like their household staff, Reena. Everything about her makes his blood boil. Yet also makes his body burn and aches in a thought of having her...

Viktor Raven Viktor Raven isn't someone greatful to have money but money is greatful to have him. A man whom women's are fasting every day to have. Hayl Cain The perfect defination of mask. Carries her world where every man craves her. But she isn't that easy. Her fake face can even fool a lie detector. PLOT LINE When women's are dying to have the Man of thier dreams but that men bears allergy with marriages. He finds a women to marry over a contract but not making a contract. SNEAK PEEK "So will you marry me?" I asked her. "What kind of joke you are spitting. Did you take the wrong pills? " she asked me "No I don't think it's pills you are born with defect I guess" she said as she sighed. And then she started to walk out as I grabbed her by her wrist again and rolled her over with her hand stuck behind her as I had a tight grip. While my mouth lingered over her ears. "When I say I'm serious. Than I'm hell serious. And since you already know I'm mental don't make me go mad. " I murmured in her ears. But then she rolled her hands over her head and than rolled my hands. As now I was in front of her. "Do you know you have a great power in you " "And what is that? " "That you can speak crap every time you open you mouth without failing once" she said to me as I laugh. Then I rolled my hands away and got away from her grip and then started to walk nearer and nearer to her as she walked back and back as she reached at the edge of my desk. While she looked at me with no expression.

The day after my best friend, Sarah Blunt married Patrick, the second son of the Brosnan family, I too became a bride and wed Matthew, his older brother. She married a swimming champion, and I, the rock-climbing coach. We thought we had our futures all figured out. Then, something happened that summer. The four of us planned a getaway but Matthew and Patrick’s baby sister, Megan joined us and our peaceful trip became a crowded affair.  While rock climbing, disaster struck—the rope snapped, and all five of us plummeted into the river below. The brothers rushed frantically to save Megan, leaving Sarah and me at the mercy of the river’s current, battered and tossed like driftwood. By the time the rescue team pulled us from the water, we were bruised, scraped, and utterly spent. In the hospital, Megan and I received devastating news that would change everything.  “You’ve been pregnant for 40 days, Ma’am. How could you put yourself in such a risky situation? Your baby survived, but your friend lost hers.” Shaken, I called Matthew to tell him about the pregnancy. His anger cut through the line. “You’re angry that I went to Megs first and now you’re trying to fool me with a fake pregnancy? She’s my sister—it’s my duty to protect her!” Sarah faced her own storm. Patrick practically scoffed at her grief. “Miscarriage? Do you expect me to believe that? The doctors said you only had a 30% chance of conceiving. I can’t stand women who create drama out of nothing.” Both calls ended abruptly, leaving us stunned as we stared at each other in the sterile light of the hospital room. In that shared silence, we made our decision—we would leave these men behind and start anew, launching a business together. But when the brothers received our divorce papers, they showed up at my door in the middle of a storm, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying through the night for a second chance.

What if your love doesn't trust you? Your identity would be snatched by your best friend whom you trusted the most. The fragrance of love you wanted to share with your love would consider you as the poisonous air? Yeah, Abigail is living that life. The orphan girl who loves to write in her leisure time to forget her loneliness with a different pen name. The book makes her love the successful businessman of the year. The fragrance of love she always wanted to enjoy with Michael will think that Abigail wants his money and fame without knowing that the Tuberose, he is yearning for none but Abigail. Ema the betrayer will snatch the Tuberose identity of Abigail by being with William. Will William be succeeded to create the drift between the Tuberose and flower vase or can say, Abigail and Michael? Can Ema snatch the love of her best friend by living the fake identity of Abigail? Will Abigail get the place at Michael's flower vase or before that Abigail will be formed as a fallen flower? And will Michael accept the fallen flower? Let's live the life of Tuberose.

The daughter of our housekeeper was pretending to be a rich girl at college, handing out my designer stuff just to keep up the act. When I called her out, she actually had the nerve to say she was "redistributing wealth to help the less fortunate." I called the cops, but then she spread this wild rumor that I made her sleep with me for three years, and that she was using my luxury items to help me "atone for my sin." Then she and her boyfriend teamed up to try and have me killed. Next thing I know, I woke up and it was the exact same day she started her whole rich-girl act.

This is not your Average romance novel. This book contains mature steamy contents. After her painful breakup with the love of her life, Serena decided to relocate to the other part of the city, starting her life afresh. On the first night of settling down in her new apartment, she decided to spend the night having the fun of her Life in the newest bar in town, where she met the most popular self-made billionaire Playboy Alexander Salazar who have strings of women at his beck and call, which he uses for his carnal benefits. One thing she never knew about Alex Salazar was that, he was on the verge of being match make into getting married by his father, and he was on a mission to present a fake wife to his father, and also get his horny stepmother who had been doing everything possible to get him into bed off his back.

Happy-go-lucky Joshua Safiro is a gullible omega who had lived with his overprotective mom for 18 years. Now that she has decided to get married, he is suddenly exposed to a world full of perverted alphas, scheming relatives, and fake friends. It gets even worst after he finds out that he is the sole heir to a billion dollar business conglomerate! He was lucky to have met the cinnamon smelling Atty. Del Mirasol who seems to find his vanilla scent as irresistible as he is. SPG WARNING: R18 Reader discretion is advised. This is borderline YAOI and contains graphic sexual scenes. DO NOT READ if you find this content offensive. TRIGGER WARNING: self-degradation, assault, molestation.

The Hot Series (Book 1) Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face.