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When a jobless MBA holder found herself transmigrated into a billionaire heiress's body, what would happen? Rachel Johnson is a persistent and tenacious woman who died while coming back from her lover's house when she found out that he was cheating on her. When she opened her eyes, she saw herself in a foggy cloud. The sky was endless, which made her feel like she was floating. But in reality, she was not. "Hey, Wake up." Rachel heard the melodious and pleasant voice speaking in her head. She quickly looked back. "Who are you?" Rachel asked after glancing around. However, she could not find a single soul. "Jesus, am I dead?" "No, you are not dead yet," The same voice responded to me again. She could hear my thoughts? What the hell! Am I in hell? Rachel thought frantically. "You are not in hell. Please listen as I do not have much time left." Hearing the urgency and the desperation in the girl's voice, "I am Araceli, A Billionaire Heiress. You transmigrated into my body. I'm leaving this world. You are occupying my body from now on. " Araceli explained. How will the world change when Rachel's soul is inside Araceli's physical body? Read to find out.
"Araceli!" "Araceli!"
"Why isn't she awake yet?"
"Doctor, why is my daughter not awake yet!"
The loud voice of an unfamiliar woman came incoherently to Rachel Johnson. She wasn't fully conscious before a huge wave of strange memories came rushing into her mind.
It was the memory of a beautiful girl, all the emotions that belonged to her, the people she had met, her family, education, friends, and so on.
Rachel instantly became troubled, what are all these memories and images that are coming into her head?
Didn't she die after getting crashed into by the truck earlier?
"Hey, Wake up."
Rachel heard a girl's melodious and pleasant voice speaking in her head. She quickly looked back. That was when she knew that she wasn't conscious.
"Who are you?" Rachel asked the voice after glancing around and couldn't find a single soul. Is she not dead?!
"No, you are not dead yet," The voice said again. She could hear her thoughts?
What the hell!
Is she in hell? Rachel thought frantically.
Immediately Rachel heard the girl's "You are not in hell either. You need to listen to me now. I don't have much time left."
Hearing the urgency and the desperation in the girl's voice, Rachel decided to listen to her.
"I am Araceli, A Billionaire Heiress. I don't know how it happened but you transmigrated into my body. I'm already dead but you are occupying my body right now" Araceli explained as she whimpered.
"I'm in your body? Rachel asked, shocked. Is there something like that? Transmigration?
"Yes, I didn't believe in it either. But I think it was because of my strong desire for revenge. You already received all my memories. You can see what I went through. I trusted Xander and Alice but they set me up and tried to get me rape by some strangers. I committed suicide in the process, but I hate them! I really hate them. I want you to avenge me. Make sure that they reaped what they sowed. That's the only way I can rest in peace.
Rachel Johnson quickly searched her memories for any similar incident and saw everything that happened. She instantly frowned her beautiful eyes when she saw how ruthless and ferocious the so-called fiance and best friend were.
Hmph! Let them just wait!
"Don't worry Araceli, I will avenge you and I will also make sure that I live a good and responsible life. Thank you for giving me another chance in your body" Rachel Johnson replied to the voice in a calm and stern voice.
Gradually Rachel felt consciousness slip in, her eyebrows fluttered open and her brown eyes slowly glanced around the room. Everywhere was white, she could see examination tables, health packs, cotton wool, and syringes.
"Araceli?"
Rachel heard an unfamiliar woman called to her, it was the same voice that was echoing in her ears when she was unconscious.
"Is that the girl's mother?"
Rachel quickly searched her memory and confirmed that it was really the girl's mother.
Immediately Mrs. Garcia saw her daughter open her eyes, and she immediately cried out with happiness.
"Honey, see! She woke up!. Our daughter woke up"
Mrs. Garcia couldn't help but cry out in excitement and happiness as she hugged and kissed her daughter.
Her daughter was found in the basement by her fiancé with her clothes tattered, torn, and bruised all over her body actually woke up after three days.
That's a miracle.
It was really a miracle.
Rachel, who wasn't yet in tune with Araceli's behaviors and attitudes, didn't know what to do or say to the woman that was hugging and kissing her.
She looked back at her gloom with no expression whatsoever.
After sensing that her daughter wasn't responding or anything. Mrs. Garcia suddenly got scared. "Doctor, what's wrong with her? Why did you look so strange as if she didn't recognize me?"
It was that time that Rachel saw that a doctor was around. Since she woke up, she only saw a young boy, whom she assumed was Araceli's younger brother because of the memories she received and also her parents.
The doctor quickly read the chart in his notes and moved closer to Araceli.
"She might be suffering from amnesia before she hit her head on a wall which made her unconscious for the last three days."
"But you've already performed surgery on her and you said she's okay. What's happening again"
Mrs? Garcia asked agitated
"Since it was her head that was knocked down. Amnesia is a common problem for patients with her condition. It's not treatable. She might be able to remember today, tomorrow, or never." The doctor calmly explained to Araceli's Family.
"Do you not remember me too?" The young boy Rachel saw earlier peeked out behind the old man.
Seeing his lovely and handsome face, Rache couldn't bring herself to say that she didn't remember him.
"Acey," She softly called out.
Shocked by her voice. Rachel had to say it again.
"Acey, I remember you,"
That was her voice? This lovely and melodious voice now belongs to her?
If only her voice was this good in her past life maybe she would have pursued music and saved her family from wretchedness.
Talon, that bastard!
He cheated on her with that rich bitch he told her not to be worried about.
If only she was rich in her past life she would have made sure that he regretted his decision to leave her.
"Mum, Dad see! Araceli remembers me" The young boy squealed out in happiness.
Both of his parents looked at him with mixed feelings. Their own daughter didn't even remember them again but only remember her younger brother, if that's not partiality they don't know what it is.
"You really don't remember us? What did you remember? Did you remember what happened to you? Did you remember your fiancé? He was the one that brought you here then called us.
Thankfully he brought you here. Unless we might really have lost you" Mr. Garcia bombarded his daughter with questions after questions with his voice choked with emotion.
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Warning This book contains explicit and matured BDSM/Erotica content. Married, sex-deprived Anna didn't expect that her sexual fantasies will be fulfilled to the peak when she decided to accept the invite of the Twins sibling she met on Tumblr, until she got to their mansion and she was caged and prisoned after signing a legal consensual form. “Why did you accept our invite? Tell us again, ” Jacob asked Anna as he slapped her already, red swollen cheek. “Because I want you guys to treat me like a sex slave, ” Anna gulped.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.