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This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Businesses, places and events are either the products of author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part of this book maybe reproduced or transmitted by any forms or by any means, electronic or mechanical including photocopying , recording or by any information storage ang retrieval system, without written permission from the Author.

After Lessie's wedding anniversary, her marriage crumbled with the reappearance of her husband's ex-girlfriend. All her years of tireless effort to keep the relationship intact felt wasted. Her pleas were completely ignored by him. Left with no choice, she moved far away. Who would have thought that years later, the same ex-husband she once shed tears for would want her back? "I want you back." Now, Lessie’s was left with her own choices: should she return to her ex-husband who wants to win her over or embrace life on her own? Can she ever forgive Freddie for the pain and betrayal he caused? Can the scars of the past truly be erased and forgotten?

It was a bad idea. She knew it but she had no choice. After finding herself penniless after the death of her parents who nevertheless had a good fortune, Rose had no other idea than to loot the trunk of her old house to pay for her little sister's treatment. Anyway, it wasn't a theft because nobody knows about this safe... The house was empty because it was for sale, she was going to sneak in and she would never set foot there again. It was a perfect idea... When she entered the house, she suspected that there was someone but she persisted and continued... -Who are you? What are you doing at my house? She was so relieved that no one had touched her money so she hadn't even heard the footsteps... She turned to see a man...a man with a mask covering half his face. .. Frightened, she did not expect that this night could change her life... -I'll let you take your trunk and I'll offer you double more so that you serve as my escort, for one night... Rose could not understand such a proposal. However, she had no choice...

My husband and mother-in-law fell off the cliff in my past life. I was pregnant and fell into a coma. I could not take the blow and had a miscarriage. A few days later, the neighbors informed me that my child could not be saved and urged me to see him for the last time. The corpses of my husband and mother-in-law were nowhere to be found. A year later, our house was demolished. However, I accidentally consumed paraquat. I saw my husband and my mother-in-law when I was dying. "Finally, we got rid of you. My grandson and my daughter-in-law can finally marry." Next to my mother-in-law was Jessie Charles, the girl next door, and a little boy.

"I never thought I'd see you as anything but mine, but now I can't look away," Hunter Thorne murmured. Emily smiled, "Too bad, I can never be yours again." When Emily Thorne is falsely accused of a crime, she makes a decision: she's getting a divorce, and reclaiming her identity and status. Hunter Thorne, ever the aloof billionaire, seems relieved by the separation. But as Emily steps into her role as a powerful CEO, something stirs within Hunter—a longing he didn't expect. But there's the threat of the Thornes, who will stop at nothing to destroy Emily and bring her down. As he watches Emily thrive in her newfound power and independence, Hunter’s once-cold heart begins to beat with a rhythm he can't ignore. Is it too late for him to reclaim the woman he never truly appreciated? And as Emily navigates her own path, will she find room for the man who has humbled himself for a second chance? But there's the ever-present threat of the Thorne family, who will stop at nothing to ruin Emily, even if it means her death. In this high-stakes romance, two worlds collide. As Emily and Hunter's worlds collide, over and over again, they must decide if their love is a thing of the past—or if their story is just beginning. The stakes are higher than ever, and with every revelation, the line between love and loss blurs, leaving them both wondering: Can they truly move on, or will the embers of their past reignite into something far more dangerous?

My first reaction when I encountered the landslide was not to run, but to immediately call Ethan. After all, Ethan always nagged at me, and I can almost hear him saying, "You can't do anything right; I always have to come to help." The phone rang for ages before it finally connected, and by then, the landslide had knocked me to the ground. "Yes? What is with you? Calling eight hundred times a day… Don't you ever get tired of it? I told you I'm working; I don't have time. "Hello? If you're not going to say anything, I'm hanging up. I've got other things to do." Beep, beep! Before I could say a word, Ethan impatiently scolded me. Typical. That had been Ethan Lang's attitude five years into our marriage. He might not have to put up with me anymore after this, though, because I might never see him again......

"I will give you the contract on one condition,” Nathaniel finally spoke. “And what is that condition, Mr. Blackwood?” I asked him. “Be Mrs. Blackwood for 100 days, and the contract is all yours,” Nathaniel said, his eyes looking straight into mine as if he was trying to read my thoughts. After being betrayed by her fiancé, Daniel Jackson, with his colleague Maci Anderson, Rayner Carson is left heartbroken. She is immediately faced with an unexpected proposal: to secure a business contract that will catapult her career and grant her the promotion to President of the Business Management Department, a crucial step towards her ultimate dream of becoming the Chief Operating Officer, she must agree to a 100-day contract marriage with the richest and most feared billionaire in Diavolo, Nathaniel Blackwood, CEO of Blue Nath. “Will Rayner accept the marriage contract as it is her gateway to being the President of the Business Management Department?” “Why does Nathaniel want her to be Mrs. Blackwood for just 100 days?” “Will she finally get the promotion she desires if she gets the contract after being Mrs. Blackwood for 100 days?” “After the 100-day contract is over, what will happen to Rayner and Nathaniel?” Find the answers to your intriguing questions in this book, a story that depicts that love is the most important and the only antidote (way) we need to cure (overcome) all of life's poison (struggles), ENJOY!

I'm a CEO. Funny things keep happening around me after I meet a weird woman.

After being cursed as the reason behind her mother's death, even as a baby, Uriel Alcide grows up, hoping to find true love from her mate. To her surprise, she gets rejected by him just because she's an omega, and he settles for her most trusted maid instead. She gets framed for a crime she knows nothing about and ends up killed. Now, Uriel is Rebirthed in the body of a 1500-year-old witch, and she is ready to avenge her death and deal with everything and everyone who ever made her feel miserable! Will she risk her identity by going back to the same mate who rejected her once? What happens when she becomes caught up as the prize between a Lycan King, her first love, and another man who would go to any lengths to keep her? What does revenge taste like for Uriel?

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.