How ruthless can life be? When you've fallen to your lowest point, what choices are left? Would you surrender, or would you fight if someone's very existence hinged on your strength? Amber's existence with her stepmother and stepsister was a relentless nightmare. She endured their demands, taking on illicit jobs to save her nephew Chase. One harrowing night, Amber narrowly escaped an assault by a sadistic patron at the casino; she unexpectedly had a one-night stand with a stranger. When her job at the casino was gone, Amber faced a desperate decision. She was forced into marrying Stefan Morgan. To her shock, Stefan was the very man from her night of forbidden passion. Would Stefan learn she was just a substitute bride? What path would fate bring her when Stefan's identity is revealed? Every glimmer of happiness in Amber's life seems fleeting. Will her marriage to Stefan alter her fate and bring her the joy she desperately seeks, or will it plunge her into a new realm of suffering?
Amber's footsteps faltered as she ascended the staircase, her head swimming with a disorienting dizziness. Each step felt heavier than the last, her limbs weighed down by a sense of impending dread. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.
"What is wrong with me?" she muttered.
Passing by her stepsister's room, Amber froze in her tracks, a curious noise catching her attention. It was a sound she couldn't quite place at first-a low, throaty moan, punctuated by ragged breaths and the unmistakable rhythm of human pleasure.
"Ooh," a pleasurable moan escaped out loudly.
As the sounds grew louder and clearer, Amber's breath caught in her throat. There was no mistaking it now-the voice she heard was her stepsister's, moaning in ecstasy.
"Katrina?" She whispered. Amber's stepsister, making love in her room. How strange that her mom, Valentina, allowed her to do such a thing at home.
But the voice accompanying stepsister, the one that sent a shiver down Amber's spine, was all too familiar.
"Kenneth?"
The name echoed in her mind like a cruel taunt, a betrayal etched in every syllable. She couldn't bring herself to believe it. Her boyfriend, the man she loved and trusted, was behind that door, entwined with her stepsister in a web of deceit.
"NO!" She refused to believe it. It could be the effect of her dizziness. She rubbed her temple, trying to get rid of her dizziness.
"No, it's not him," she uttered firmly. But it was more like trying to convince herself not to believe the truth right before her.
"Oh, Kenneth, right there," Katrina yelled in pleasure.
Amber's heart hammered in her chest; anger bubbled within her. Katrina's words confirm her suspicion. How could he? How could they both betray her like this? The thought churned in her stomach like bitterness, twisting and biting at her insides until she thought she might be sick.
With trembling hands, trying to reach for the doorknob, Amber's pulse thundering in her ears. She needed to see it for herself, needed to confront them and demand answers. But before she could take another step. The world spun, a dizzying whirlwind of sensation and sound before everything went black, and she crumpled to the ground.
As soon as she woke up, Amber found herself in a strange room. A luxury hotel room, she guessed. The unfamiliar surroundings disoriented her further. Her head throbbed with a dull ache, a lingering reminder of her sudden collapse. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, she struggled to piece together the events that led her here.
Then, like a bolt of lightning, it hit her-the drink her stepmother had given her, the dizziness that followed, and the sudden darkness that swallowed her whole. Memories came back to her now. But it felt like there was more that she needed to remember.
"Did Valentina put sleeping pills on my drink?"
And then she heard it-the soft click of the door opening, the sound slicing through the silence. Amber's heart leaped into her throat as she turned, her eyes widening in shock as her stepmother stepped into the room, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
"It's good that you've finally woken up," Valentina said, her voice dripping with false concern. "We have much to discuss, you and I."
Amber's blood ran cold at the sound of her stepmother's voice, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. "Valentina? Were you the one who brought me here?"
"Yes, I had someone bring you here since I knew you'd be stubborn to start working again," Valetina said sternly, her voice laced with contempt.
The weight of Valentina's words suffocates Amber with a sense of resignation and dread. She couldn't bear the thought of returning to that horrible club, couldn't stomach the idea of subjecting herself to the leering eyes and groping hands of those vile men again.
"No, I don't want to go back to the club," Amber pleaded.
"You do as I say," the evil stepmother said sternly.
As Amber looked into her stepmother's cold, unyielding gaze, she knew she had no choice. Her nephew, Chase's life depends on her. She needed funds to continue giving him treatments for his rare disease. She couldn't risk his health for the sake of her discomfort, no matter how much it tore her apart inside.
"What do you want from me now?" she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
But Valentina's expression remained impassive, her steely gaze unwavering. "You know what I want," she replied, her voice cold and clipped. "You work in the Casino, or there will be consequences."
Amber's jaw clenched in frustration, her fists balling at her sides. She wanted to scream, to lash out at the woman who had made her life a living hell, but she knew it would only make things worse. With a heavy heart, she nodded in reluctant acquiescence, hoping the work at the casino would be better than the club.
"Fine," Amber said, her voice tinged with defeat. "I'll do it."
Valentina's lips curled into a triumphant smile, her victory assured. "Good," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now get up and change your clothes. You start tonight."
As Amber was dressed in a short skirt, she trailed behind Valentina, her heart pounding in her chest, she couldn't shake the sense of unease. The elevator ride felt endless, each floor they descended plunging her deeper into her fear.
Her fingers fumbled nervously with the hem of her skirt, tugging it down in a futile attempt to preserve what little remained of her dignity. She couldn't believe she was doing this, couldn't believe she had allowed herself to be dragged into yet another one of her stepmother's twisted schemes.
But as the elevator doors slid open to reveal a dimly lit corridor lined with heavy metal doors, Amber's confusion turned to outright disbelief. A casino in the basement of a luxury hotel? It didn't make any sense, not unless... "It is illegal," she muttered, her voice barely a whisper.
Her breath caught in her throat as they stepped into the huge space beyond, the noise of ringing slot machines and wild laughter assaulting her senses like a physical blow. It was a scene straight out of her worst nightmares, a den of vice and debauchery hidden beneath the veneer of respectability. The place was worse than the club she used to work in.
This wasn't just any casino-it was an illegal operation, a hellhole of corruption and crime lurking in the shadows of the city.
"Welcome, Mrs. Baldwin," said the old fat man as he proposed a handshake with Valentina.
"Thank you for inviting me here, Mr. Dickson," Valentina shook the old man's hand. "I brought you a gift. She'll start working tonight," she said, eyeing Amber standing by her side.
What? A gift? "I can't work here," Amber said quickly.
Amber's protests died on her lips as Valentina shot her a warning glance, a silent reminder of the stakes at play. She knew she had no choice, knew she couldn't risk Chase's life for the sake of her pride and safety.
"Interesting," Mr. Dickson remarked while lustfully licking his lips, looking at Amber. "My clients would love to have you here," he added with a wicked smirk on his lips.
In a world where Alphas command and Omegas submit, Reika has lived on the margins, haunted by her past and forced to carve out her own path. Betrayed, alone, and desperate for a fresh start, she reluctantly agrees to a contract with the powerful Alpha Apollo-a man whose presence alone stirs desires and fears she's buried deep. Alpha Apollo, driven by duty and a ruthless need to protect his lineage, sees Reika as a means to an end, a way to secure his legacy. But he soon realizes there's more to her than he anticipated. Her resilience, vulnerability, and fire awaken something in him-and his wolf, Ragnar, demands more than just a simple contract. As Reika and Apollo navigate their turbulent bond, passion ignites, forcing them to confront the limits of their own desires and fears. Caught between duty and destiny, they are ensnared in a dangerous game of power, trust, and longing. But Reika's past and Apollo's unyielding loyalty to his pack threaten to tear them apart. Can they find a way to rewrite their fates, or will their love be yet another casualty in a world that demands sacrifice?
Mallory must hide her daughter, Harriet, from Harris's wealthy and influential family, who wants full custody of her daughter. While juggling her work as a hotel receptionist and her responsibility as a single mom, Mallory is heartbroken by her daughter's desire to have a complete family. While Harris tries to break away from his engagement with Nicole, he works to win Mallory's heart back. He is torn between obligations in their group of companies and following his heart. Excerpt: "Harris, why did you do this to me? Why me?" She muttered in her broken voice. Mallory's heartaches; she trusts and gives everything to Harris, only to be fooled by him. Mallory looked at Harris's sleeping form; she couldn't help but feel used and betrayed. She felt like a toy that Harris used and then threw away. Mallory gathered her things and left the hotel room without waking Harris up. She didn't want to see him or talk to him ever again. As she left the hotel, she saw the sign that said "Royal Vista Hotel" and realized that Harris was not just an ordinary hotel employee but the heir to the hotel empire. The realization made her feel sick to her stomach.
Arthur and Helena, two strangers, met at a fateful moment when each desperately needed comfort. Arthur had left his family to escape his narcissistic parents' emotionally draining environment, while Helena sought refuge from city life and Israel's vengeful parents. She grieved the loss of her billionaire boyfriend, Israel, whom she vowed to love forever. Helena's trust was fragile as she opened up to Arthur and found solace in his comforting arms. She felt herself falling for him until she realized the truth about his identity - a truth that threatened to break her trust in him forever. Now Arthur must prove his pure intentions to Helena to keep her in his life. But can Helena ever trust him again? Does Arthur's love have the power to replace Israel in Helena's heart, or will he lose hope and choose what is safest for himself? This is not your typical Billionaire story – this is a story about battling love and trust amidst chaos and despair.
Catherine swallowed with her eyes closed and her lips slightly open, a moan escaped her lips when Lucas slid two fingers under her panties, "Lucas..." She moaned, lost in the sinful desire as her ex-boyfriend's dad moved his fingers against her rosy flesh... *************** Catherine, a young mother of two who came to the city with the hope of finding her twin's father only to be denied and deserted by him, found herself entangled in a forbidden web of craving. As the flame of passion ignites between her and the CEO, Lucas Leonard—her ex-boyfriend's father—their affair takes them on a journey of temptation and sinful desires.Struggling with society's judgment and their own inner desire, Catherine and Lucas must steer the treacherous judgemental waters of the society and either fight for their love or let it crumble especially when her ex-lover came back to claim her and the twins. Will their love withstand the dishonorable whispers, or will it crumble under the weight of societal expectations and her ex-lover's conspiracies to win her back?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
" Don't say anymore word than you already have, don't..." I stuck a finger out at him, sauntering away on my heels when a hand wrapped itself around my arm. Breathlessly he whispered, "You know that I do love you and...fine, what exactly was I supposed to do?" "Protect me and stand up for me. That is what you do for someone who you claim you love!" ************ Out to spite her ex-boyfriend after he had broken up with her on her birthday, Daphne slept with a stranger who turned out to be his uncle while trying to rebuff his words that she was unwanted by others. Was she ready for the wild chase that followed when he found out years later that she had been pregnant with his heirs and that she had been hiding the truth all this while? Faced with the ruthless CEO, known as the beast, who wasn't ready to back down, Daphne does everything possible to make sure her kids wouldn't be taken from her, but what happens when love gets in the mix of it all? Would she be able to conquer these weird feelings and give in her all amidst her scars? And with how deadly he turned out to be? And faced with her ex who still wants her back, what choice is she going to make?
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."