Zoe gave up everything and prepared to move to Manitoba, because her fiancé, Kyle, was offered a promotion. Discovering that Kyle cheated on her, Zoe leaves him at the airport. Knowing she would have to start over, the first place she turns to is her old apartment. She returns to what was once her home and finds that someone else has already taken over. In hopes of avoiding homelessness, she makes a deal with the new resident Dylan, and they decide to live together. Dylan helps Zoe find a job at the law firm he works at while hoping to romance her. Little does Zoe know that Dylan is the owner of the firm and a Billionaire. Dylan hides his identity in hopes of finding a wife to love him for who he is, and not what he has. Zoe fights against her past learning to love again. If only Dylan would have been honest from the start that he is the richest man in the city. Could his omission tear them apart? My Forever Love is created by Anne Powell, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
Zoe stepped into one of the yellow cabs waiting outside of the Toronto airport. With such an array to choose from, she decided to go with the only cab on the far right-hand corner of the departure lane. She wasn't in the mood to fight for a ride, and she wanted to avoid the crowds of people off to the left-hand side. There were people talking, laughing, and reminiscing about their trips. All Zoe could think about was how she nearly made the worst mistake of her life. This mistake could have caused her years of unhappiness.
Zoe's mind attempted to process what had just happened. She felt like her life was falling
apart, and she wasn't sure how to put back the pieces. Sometimes when things were broken, there wouldn't be an easy fix.
As she got into the back of the cab, she knew the first stop she would have to make was to go back to her apartment. She would start there.
"Please take me to 17 Dufferin Street," Zoe asked the driver politely.
The driver nodded in response but said nothing.
As Zoe stared at the back of his seat, she allowed herself to sink into the chair. A few tears dropped from the corner of her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.
She had cried enough for a lifetime, and she didn't want to allow herself to break down at this moment. She had so many things to handle over the next short period while attempting to put the pieces of her life back together. She needed strength now more than ever, but she wasn't sure how to gain this much needed strength.
As the driver arrived at her building, Zoe heard him pop open the trunk. As she got out of the cab, she began to tug on her luggage. Luckily, she only had one large suitcase, rather than four or five suitcases which would have been normal for someone making such a large move from Toronto to Manitoba.
As she struggled to get the suitcase out of the trunk of the car, she looked longingly at the building before her. Mid-rise, only ten stories in the sky, but the most beautiful view of the city. It was one of the only buildings in the area with an unobstructed view.
Despite the overwhelming sadness she was feeling, something inside of her inspired hope. She knew that within time, everything would turn out for the best.
She lugged her suitcase up the stairs to the front door, and used her old key to open it. Luckily the locks had not been changed, and she took that as a positive sign that things were going to end well.
As she entered the elevator and hit number ten, she hoped that she would find her apartment empty, available, and free.
As the door opened on the tenth floor, Zoe stepped out and made her way to her apartment.
Apartment 1005. There were only five apartments on the tenth floor and she had the corner unit.
As she once again took out her key and inserted it into the lock, it opened. Zoe was thankful because this had meant that the landlord had not rented out her apartment to someone else as of yet. She had lost nearly everything else that had meant anything to her, but the worries about losing her apartment were now fading away.
She sighed, feeling hopeful and sad all at the same time, allowing a few more tears to fall from her eyes.
The apartment was empty, as she had sold most of her furniture. There were only a few items
that remained including utensils in the kitchen, her furniture out on the balcony, and luckily her bed in the master bedroom. These items had come with the apartment when she had first rented it, so they were the only items she didn't sell or move out when she had decided to leave.
No new furniture had been moved in, another positive sign that the apartment was still vacant.
For now, she only needed her bed. At least until she was able to get in touch with her landlord about taking back her apartment. She wanted to be sure her name was on the lease before anyone else had a chance to take it over. She would call him today and ask him to take it off the market. If he hadn't found someone to take it over by now, chances are she could sleep for a few hours and allow her body and mind to rest.
As she made her way past the second bedroom, she opened her bedroom door. She pulled
her suitcase behind her, pushed it off to the side, and shut the door behind her. She took a minute to wander around the room and look at her surroundings. She knew she had many things to take care of, but she couldn't bring herself to do anything.
She stared outside at the city skyline set out before her. As she ran her hands along the windowpane, she wondered how she ever considered leaving. What could have been more important than her happiness? There was no place in the world better than Toronto to Zoe. She may not be well-traveled, but from the places she had seen, there was no other city for her.
If only she had considered her own happiness she might not be in this situation.
Feeling defeated, she looked around the empty room towards the bed. She had been awake for far too long. The chores of the day would be there to greet her once she was rested and truly able to deal with her anxieties.
So, she pulled back the covers of her bed and tucked herself inside. As she let out a loud sigh, she closed her eyes praying for sleep. What she had just been through had been the most devastating experience of her life. She forced herself to sleep, hoping to forget the events of the day. Unfortunately, her dreams had other plans.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
**This book contains a trigger warning. Mention about rape and torture in this book. Please read with caution** "Our marriage is nothing but a deal," he said looking at the girl, her green eyes met his cold silver eye, and both of them glared at each other. "For any rules you break, I will claim any part of your body," his gaze grew dangerously darker at his word. Ashley Harlow was at the top of the world, living the perfect and luxurious lifestyle as the legitimate daughter of the well-known Daniel Harlow. But sadly, a one-night stand put an end to that and brought her life upside down and that of her family's name to the ground. To restore his family's reputation, she was forced into marrying Damien Albrecht, a young, ruthless, obnoxious, brutal billionaire and the head of a mafia gang in exchange for her father's company.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."