CREATOR’S GAME
/1/124235/coverbig.jpg?v=f3ebc666ede0f2ce73fe362a2a25fc71)
While My Husband Cheated, I Married His Powerful Brother
To help her husband build his business empire, Veyra worked two jobs, skipped meals, and sacrificed everything she had. When her mother desperately needed life-saving treatment, she couldn't even scrape together the money. Then, on a New Year's Eve flight, fate seated her beside her husband's mistress. That's when she discovered the cruel truth. Her husband had secretly amassed millions long ago. The wedding ring that belonged to Veyra now glittered on another woman's finger. The $500,000 that could have saved her mother's life had been spent instead on luxury gifts and pocket money for his lover. She lost her baby. She lost her mother. And finally, she lost every illusion about the man she'd loved for years. After leaving the airport, Veyra walked into a bar, kissed the most dangerous-looking stranger she could find, and spent one reckless night in his arms. By sunrise, she disappeared without leaving so much as her name. She thought it was nothing more than a farewell to her broken past. She was wrong. The stranger was Dorian-the most powerful, mysterious billionaire in the business world. Meanwhile, her cheating husband finally realized what he had thrown away. He begged on his knees, signed a postnuptial agreement worth billions, and swore he would give up everything if she would come back. But just as Veyra began plotting to reclaim everything that had been stolen from her, a mysterious car accident brought Dorian back into her life. Only then did she learn the truth. He wasn't a stranger at all. He was her ex-husband's older stepbrother. Now two powerful men are fighting for the same woman-one consumed by regret, the other determined to make her his. Sorry, cheating ex... I choose your brother.
Chapter 1 First Class Betrayal
Caspian had been working overtime through the entire New Year holiday. Veyra Solenne decided she would surprise him. She'd fly out, knock on his hotel door, watch his tired face crack into a smile.
Only business class seats were left. Although she felt bad about the ticket price, she thought it was worth it.
She sat there for a full minute, unable to figure out how to lower the tray table.
The woman beside her - polished, bored, gorgeous in the particular way that costs money - let out a short laugh.
"Never flown business before?"
Veyra managed an awkward smile. "Sorry. You must run a company or something. You've got that air about you."
"Me? No." The woman waved a manicured hand. "But my benefactor does. If I'm not in business class, he sends a private jet."
"A benefactor," Veyra said. "Those must be hard to come by."
"Not really." The woman's mouth curved. "I'm his subordinate. I keep making expensive mistakes at work. He scolds me until I cry, and then-" she smiled, letting the sentence finish itself.
A small chill moved down Veyra's spine, though she couldn't have said why. "Funny," she said slowly. "My husband has a colleague like that too. Always making mistakes."
"You're married?" The woman's eyes swept over her, cataloguing. "His wife's about your age, actually."
She examined her nails.
"He says he got tired of her ages ago. Says touching her feels stale. Less interesting than watching me flip my hair."
Veyra's stomach turned, quietly, the way it does before you know why.
"I told him I wanted to see him over the holiday," the woman went on, pleased with herself. "So he told his wife he had to work."
That was when Veyra saw it. The ring on the woman's finger. A diamond, cut exactly like the wedding band she had lost two years ago.
She went still.
Caspian is an ordinary employee, she thought. So, calm down. Similar rings don't mean anything.
Her eyes fixed on the ring.
"That's a wedding band," Veyra said, her voice coming out strange to her own ears. "Did you marry him?"
"This?" The woman - Xiomara, she introduced herself, admiring the stone as it caught the cabin light - "I made him take it from his wife."
The air went out of Veyra's lungs.
"I wasn't trying to make trouble for her, honestly," Xiomara said. "But on my birthday she had a miscarriage and dragged him to the hospital. I spent it alone."
Veyra's hand drifted, without her permission, to her stomach.
The memory came back whole and freezing: black ice on the walk home from the market, a fall she hadn't seen coming, three months along, and then nothing but blood on frozen concrete. Caspian at her bedside for three days straight, not sleeping. Waking to find her ring gone along with the child.
It's okay, he'd said, voice breaking. We'll have another baby. I'll make you a new ring.
Don't, she'd told him. They're doing layoffs. Save the money. When you make it, get me one then.
She had believed, at the time, that this was a small and noble sacrifice. She had not known she was negotiating away her own ring to a woman she hadn't met yet.
"So he gave you his wife's ring," Veyra said carefully.
"He didn't want to, at first. Said he'd buy me something better." Xiomara tilted her hand, watching the light slide across the diamond. "But that old thing acts so superior just for being his wife. If I don't put her in her place, she'll think she owns the world."
"When a woman lets herself get that pathetic," Xiomara added, almost kindly, "there's really no saving her."
Veyra's fingers found the hem of her sleeve and held on. "If he spends this much on you, he must be paying her a fortune to keep quiet."
Xiomara laughed, bright and careless, and leaned in close enough that her perfume became a wall.
"Here's the funny part," she whispered. "That pathetic woman doesn't even know he runs a company."
---
"Why keep it from her?" Veyra asked. Something in her was still hoping - stupidly, stubbornly - that there was an explanation that didn't end where she thought it did.
"Because what's the point?" Xiomara turned her nails toward the window light. "She already spent her best years slaving beside him while he built everything. If you were a man and you finally made it, would you keep spending on a wife who's already worn out? Money doesn't buy back anyone's youth."
Veyra caught her own reflection in the cabin glass - hollow-cheeked, shadowed under the eyes, ten years of scraping by written into her skin. She used to look better than this. She used to look like Xiomara.
"You know, sis, you've still got some looks left," Xiomara said, studying her with the clinical warmth of someone appraising livestock. "A little cosmetic work wouldn't hurt. Your husband hasn't been that interested lately, has he?"
Veyra said nothing.
"My benefactor gives me half a million a month just for living expenses," Xiomara added, unprompted, unbothered. "Procedures are separate."
"How long," Veyra made herself ask, "has this been going on?"
"Since June twelfth, last year." Xiomara checked her nails again, already bored of the question.
Veyra's grip on her own sleeve went white-knuckled.
June twelfth. The day her mother had needed five hundred thousand dollars for surgery she never got. Caspian had begged everyone he knew and come back with three hundred fifty thousand - everything I have, he'd told her, weeping, and she had believed him, had scraped together eighty thousand more herself and still watched her mother die eighty thousand short of enough.
I'm sorry, he'd said into her hair. I'm worthless. I couldn't even save your mother.
She had wiped his tears instead of her own. You gave everything you had. That's enough. Just wait a little longer, she'd told him, and he'd gripped her hand like a man drowning and sworn they wouldn't suffer forever.
He'd had the other hundred and fifty thousand the whole time.
"Funny thing," Xiomara said, watching her now with real interest. "That woman's mother needed exactly five hundred thousand that same month."
Veyra looked at her and said nothing at all.
Xiomara winked. "He was going to pay it. Originally."
"You took it," Veyra said. "For an allowance."
"Please, he's got plenty more where that came from. I just told him - once her mother's dead, that woman has no family left. Nowhere to go. If he ever gets caught keeping me, she won't dare make a scene." Xiomara smiled, cat-content. "I wanted a Chanel piece that month. Five hundred thousand, as it happens."
"Aren't you afraid she'll find out?"
"I'm smarter than that." Xiomara stretched, satisfied. "It was my idea - tell his wife he'd scraped together everything, let her think he gave his all. She'd be too grateful, too guilty over the shortfall, to ever look for someone else in the picture."
Then, almost as an afterthought, she added the last piece.
"The annoying part is, the only reason he finally agreed to do it was so that if I ever got found out, his precious wife wouldn't leave him." She snorted. "Tch. Some women have all the luck."
The slap landed before Veyra had decided to throw it.
"What is wrong with you?" Xiomara shrieked, hand flying to her cheek.
/0/76903/coverbig.jpg?v=20250506182337)
NERO'S GAME
Olivia crosses paths with the ruthless mafia boss,Nero, on the day she plans to elope with her boyfriend, after her mother forces her to join the convent. She has no idea that she left with more than his jacket. She escapes with a chip that contains the secrets of his business empire and his heir
/0/25822/coverbig.jpg?v=20220308164652)
Revenge Game
REVENGE GAME 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹SEASON 1 🌹 🌹 CHAPTER 1 🌹 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 The Dining table was all beautifully set and decorated with all of her Husbands favourite Dishes.
/0/27545/coverbig.jpg?v=b637a4a50a291557f642d98d7508c165)
Treacherous game
story about friends in secret cult fighting for the woman what will happen when jealousy and betrayal comes in Read to know the end don't miss it out thanks am a new writer pardone me or correct me if any mistake found
/0/56778/coverbig.jpg?v=0a8c953a12de69b908fa9a6c3ebdc917)
Strip Game
My life was a whirlwind of privilege and innocence until everything changed. As the only child of wealthy parents, I'd always had everything I needed, but never really connected with the girly scene. My best friend Travis, the ultimate playboy, was my rock, and we shared a bond that went beyond si
/0/73199/coverbig.jpg?v=bc59633466c52fd425fcb2e1676d9e4a)
The Billionaire Secret Game
When struggling journalist Becky Lynchburg lands an exclusive interview with reclusive billionaire Damien Lancaster, she expects a routine exposé. Instead, she uncovers a world of secrets- one that ties him to a mysterious past and a vow that has dictated his entire life. Damien has spent years bui
/0/75877/coverbig.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f)
The Playboy's Heartbreaker's Game
Charming. Reckless. Untouchable. That's how the world knows Cole Maddox - tech mogul by day, infamous playboy by night. With a devil-may-care smile and a black card to match, he's never had to chase a woman... Until her. Sienna Blake has no time for billionaires with egos bigger than their empire
/1/124495/coverbig.jpg?v=2f74471ad563221e3f9e6310656a85f8)
Game of lies
The air in the mansion became thick with the tension of an ancestral hatred, rekindled by the return of Zane Levent. A multimillionaire, scarred by prison, and her sister's former fiancé, his very presence was a personal affront. But fate, cruel and capricious, had darker plans: a forced marriage th
/0/83031/coverbig.jpg?v=49c131b6b8d5ee0d8d8a6d7495f07481)
Game Over, My Love
I spent two years as "Sparrow" in "Chronicles of Eldoria," a quiet, analytical Loremaster, meticulously perfecting my skills and hiding my striking real-life beauty behind a plain avatar. My loyalty to Lex "Lionheart" Miller' s guild, The Crimson Vanguard, was absolute. But when a major server-wide
/0/98085/coverbig.jpg?v=62f8bb3cefe486391a8b253862a16efc)
My Husband's Treacherous Game
For two years, I was the perfect daughter-in-law, caring for my "paralyzed" mother-in-law to pay for a mistake my husband, Holden, never let me forget. The day I found out her paralysis was a lie was the day I also discovered he' d tricked me into signing our divorce papers. They moved his mistres
/0/75343/coverbig.jpg?v=20250504120208)
Lila´s Game
Lila is a mystery dressed in tenderness. With that innocent smile and sweet gaze, everyone underestimates her... until it's too late. There's something inside her that burns relentlessly: a wild need to be desired, adored, irreplaceable. She doesn't want love; she wants devotion. Aroon and Thanom c
/0/85944/coverbig.jpg?v=96b7ea02753a17a9da28688b2df21bf7)
The Lycan King's Game
Blurb His gray eyes twinkled with mischief. "Are you scared Vee?" his throaty voice hummed tantalizing sensations down my spine and pooling between my legs. I bite my lower lips and involuntary, harmless act, at least so I thought, until the resulting burning desire in his eyes and the bulge in hi
/0/24103/coverbig.jpg?v=20220120185249)
Play The Game
Andrea Cortes basically grew up without her parents since they were very busy with their business but Calvin was there with her. Calvin Perez is her longtime secret boyfriend, for whatever reason Calvin wanted to hide their relationship and she didn't ask why. She was happy for the past few years b
/0/39082/coverbig.jpg?v=20230919165839)
Game Wolf And Sheep
Badrika Shuura follows a virtual world game connected via android and other online devices. After joining, the game has levels according to the original world work. Badrika takes a bodyguard job where all the players hire her at different price levels. Only Badrika is the only player who has a maxim
/0/49621/coverbig.jpg?v=7d14ff2a769d4b0cdb464e8bd4ff7633)
A GAME FOR FOUR
This is a love story between 4 people it's filled with suspense as love plays between 4 sets of individual
/0/80756/coverbig.jpg?v=1387bd800a0eb91a49ef51cd79b4ff19)
The Imposter's Game
Saturday mornings were sacred, spent in my garage, polishing my cherished cherry red '69 Camaro. My wife, Emily, had just confirmed her performance check at Sam's Autoworks before our road trip. Life was good, almost perfect. Then the phone rang. Detective Rourke. My Camaro was involved in a fatal
/0/80893/coverbig.jpg?v=88381ac753d9a01747fb1af983b6e96f)
The Luck Thief's Game
Chloe, a driven marketing exec in New York City, thought life was perfect until a stray Corgi brought her unimaginable luck, catapulting her career into the stratosphere. Then came Eleanor Vance, a formidable Manhattan socialite, who orchestrated Chloe's bizarre marriage to her unseen, notorious son
/0/81869/coverbig.jpg?v=75485ab9af5be60624d6c72cd65e2cd3)
Her Last Game
My daughter, Emily, lay brutally assaulted in a hospital bed, clinging to life. But the real nightmare began when my wife, Jessica, cold and unfeeling, told me the police found Emily' s blood on my jacket. The Assistant District Attorney I married betrayed me instantly, letting the police drag me
/0/21427/coverbig.jpg?v=1e0002e5d5c081af7c0da881b40fc397)
The Game Of Chase
Running away from the dark past of her life, Sofia McCommer is determined to start new and prove her worth to her family by joining her family business that's close to bankruptcy. Scorched by life, Adrian T Larsen, the powerful business magnet has become a man no one wanted to cross paths with. Wit
/0/81047/coverbig.jpg?v=d71f00e7e3b0e9784a8e2b26402b1347)
The System's Cruelest Game
My younger brother, Leo, died in the emergency room, a casualty of our parents'twisted "tests." For years, "system prompts" had controlled our lives, confirming that Leo and I were mere side characters in our adoptive brother Ashton's "golden-boy" narrative. The ultimate test arrived when our pare
/0/81156/coverbig.jpg?v=20260106194939)
The King's Cruel Game
I thought I lived a romance, me and Rex, King of The Devil' s Brigade. He saved me and my best friend, Clare, from a highway ambush years ago, my knight in shining armor. We found love, safety, cherished trophies in his clubhouse. But one night, Rex' s whisper shattered everything. He confessed
