Left for dead after her husband's ruthless betrayal, Genevieve Hartwell was supposed to be gone forever. But some women rise from the ashes stronger than ever. With a new identity and a heart fueled by vengeance, she's back-ready to take down the man who stole her life. But as she digs deeper, Genevieve uncovers secrets that shatter her all over again. Love turned to fury, trust broken beyond repair-now, it's her turn to destroy everything in her path.
Dinner is warm and perfect, just like George.
He sits across from me, smiling that smile that melts my heart. His blue eyes are bright under the soft glow of the candles. The table is set with all my favorite dishes - roasted chicken, buttery mashed potatoes, and fresh salad.
"This is wonderful," I say, cutting into the chicken. "You didn't have to do all this."
George grins. "I wanted to. You deserve it, Genevieve."
I blush, looking down at my plate. After all these years, he still makes me feel special.
"How was work today?" he asks, pouring more wine into my glass.
"Busy, but good," I say. "We closed that big deal I told you about."
"That's great." He lifts his glass. "To my brilliant wife."
We clink glasses, and I take a sip of the rich red wine. The taste is smooth, and I savor it.
George talks about his day, telling me stories that make me laugh. The sound of our voices fills the room, warm and comforting.
But then, as I take another sip of wine, a strange feeling washes over me.
Dizziness.
It starts small, like the world is tilting just a little.
I blink, trying to shake it off.
"You okay?" George asks, his brows drawing together.
"I think... I think I had too much wine," I say with a weak laugh.
"You lightweight," he teases, but his smile seems tighter now.
The dizziness grows. My head feels heavy, and my vision blurs around the edges.
"I don't..." My words slur. "I don't feel right."
George stands, his chair scraping against the floor. He moves toward me, his face calm. Too calm.
"I've got you," he says softly.
But there's something in his voice that makes my skin crawl.
I try to stand, but my legs won't work. The room spins faster, colors blending into a hazy mess.
"George..." I whisper, my heart racing. "What's happening?"
His face is the last thing I see before darkness closes in.
That face. Calm. Cold.
And then his voice, cutting through the blackness like a knife.
"I can't pretend to love you anymore. With you gone, your wealth and the company will be mine."
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I wake up to motion.
The hum of an engine vibrates through my body. My eyes flutter open, and for a moment, everything is blurry.
Where am I?
The dashboard of my car comes into focus. The steering wheel is right in front of me, my hands resting on it.
But I'm not driving.
My heart pounds.
I try to move, but my body won't listen. My arms are heavy, my legs useless. Panic grips me as I realize I'm completely paralyzed.
The car speeds down a dark, empty road. Trees blur past on either side.
What's happening?
How did I get here?
Fragments of memory stab at my mind - the dinner, the wine, George's face as I felt dizzy.
I can't pretend to love you anymore.
No.
This can't be real.
I struggle against the weight holding me down, but it's no use. My body is a prison, and I'm trapped inside.
The car picks up speed, the engine roaring louder. The steering wheel moves on its own, as if guided by invisible hands.
Terror claws at my throat.
I need to stop the car.
I need to get out.
But I can't move.
The road twists ahead, and the car swerves sharply. The tires screech, and my heart slams against my ribs.
Please stop.
The car doesn't listen.
It veers off the road, plowing through a patch of grass. The world tilts as the car hurtles toward a steep drop.
No.
The impact is brutal.
Metal crunches, and glass shatters around me. I'm thrown forward, my head slamming against the airbag. Pain explodes through me, but I can't even cry out.
The car flips, tumbling down the embankment. Each roll sends shockwaves of agony through my body.
And then, silence.
The car rests on its side, smoke curling from the crumpled hood.
I'm still trapped, my body limp and useless. Blood trickles down my forehead, warm and sticky.
The smell of gasoline fills the air, sharp and nauseating.
Flames flicker at the edges of the wreckage.
No.
No, no, no.
I have to get out.
But I can't move.
The fire spreads, licking closer to me. Heat sears my skin, and my breath comes in ragged gasps.
This is it.
This is how it ends.
George's voice echoes in my mind.
With you gone, your wealth and the company will be mine.
Rage surges through me, stronger than the fear.
I won't let him win.
I won't let this be the end.
The flames roar louder, consuming the car.
Heat presses against me, suffocating.
And then -
The world explodes into fire and light.
Pain consumes me, and everything goes black.
Sara's life is tough after her ex-boyfriend took all her money. She works hard to care for her sick mother and support her sister in college. In a moment of weakness, she has a one-night affair with a man who turns out to be her boss, the CEO. As their relationship grows, Sara feels pressured to satisfy his wild needs. The CEO then proposes marriage, but what kind of marriage will it be? Sara must decide whether to accept for her family's security or break free from his control.
"The wedding is canceled. Furthermore, all collaboration between the Barkers and Larssons will cease from today onward!" After saying that, he coldly peeped at Samantha as if he was mocking her, or maybe he was even laughing at himself. He did not say anything more and strode off. Samantha stood there dumbfounded. The mocking chattering from all directions instantly drowned her. She felt a stiff cold as if thousands of swords were piercing her heart. ************* Samantha Larsson became a laughing stock when Timothy Barker publicly denounced their marriage. Two years later, she was tricked into going home and married a mysterious man, who was known to be disfigured and physically disabled! Nonetheless, she would fight until the end and destroy the scums, slowly getting her justice!
Rated 18. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawson, you can marry my daughter Marga but Sabrina is an exception." "Why? She's your daughter I thought you and my parents had already arranged this marriage. And I choose Sabrina. I won't marry anyone but Sabrina." "Then why Sabrina?" "Let's say that Sabrina and I have a special thing back then," Gabriel said with a little smile. Ferdinand frowned and was curious. "Well, she might deny it." Sabrina Mondragon Alvarez – is a mute rich woman. She's an introvert and hated getting along with rich people who always talk about senseless stuff. She was bullied by socialite but never they knew that behind that innocent-looking woman hides a strong and powerful aura. Being quiet doesn't mean weak but is something more dangerous than anything. Silence would lead all of her enemies to one place that can also be called danger. Soon, she'll have them in the place that she's secretly reserving for those who made her life and family miserable. She said to be someone who can't speak not until he came and chose her to be his wife. Gabriel Lawson - a rich powerful tycoon with a strong background. He fell in love with the woman he had a one night stand with and chose her to be his wife. He would do anything for her. And for those people who hurt her--they must pay a thousand folds
His blue eyes had More darkness in them than any eyes she has ever seen.. The first time she'd seen him, he regarded her with a cunning smile.. She couldn't run away from him even if she wanted to.. She's Shy. She's quiet.. She's kind.. She went unheeded. *** He was merciless. He was the Storm.. He was captivating He's cruel and feels nothing for humans.. Alpha Nicklaus a lycanthrope who was cursed by the guardian angel of the terrestrial world to the live without a mate finally found his mate after six thousand years.. What happens when the Alpha's mate has her fate tied to a Demon overlord?
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"