From Rags To Magnate

Romance

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Modern

Tristan's girlfriend stabbed him in the back on his twentieth birthday. Heartbroken and embarrassed, he cried his eyes out until he vomited blood and fainted. A droplet of his blood stained the ring he never took off his finger. Like magic, the bloodline detector that had been inactive for twenty

Billionaires

For seven long years, I, Ethan Vanderbilt, the heir to a vast real estate empire, played the part of a humble city planner. I sacrificed my ambitions, poured my family's wealth into funding my fiancée Chloe's "struggling artist" career, all for her, all for love. Tonight, at her prestigious art pr

Billionaires

Blurb Valentina Rodriguez, heiress of the Rodriguez empire seemed to have the perfect life: beauty, ambition and all the fortune she could ever asks for. Her life was a fairytale of luxury with her dream wedding and happily ever after right around the corner. But beneath her facade, Valentina is

Romance

Natasha, ousted by her parents and abandoned by the man who impregnated her, is left to face the world after her grandma dies. When the company she works at goes bankrupt, never did she expect her new boss to be Lucas, her child's missing father, who doesn't recognize her. Neither did she expect to

Young Adult

“I want to crush your body and soul. That golden look I want to steal it away” “You are sick” I screamed trying to push him away. Fingers wrapped around my throat, gently holding me against the wall, but making sure I could not move “I want to take this happy spirit of yours and suck it into

Literature

From Place to Place by Irvin S. Cobb

Billionaires

Kayla's life takes a reverse following a devastating divorce in this story called "From Orphan To Heiress," She unexpectedly forms a partnership with celebrity trainer David Miller after being neglected and mistreated by her ex-husband and in-laws. As they set out on a life-changing adventure togeth

Mafia

My fiancé, Richard Ahmed, had been unfaithful. His mistress, Eva Marsh, sent me a provocative video. In the video, Richard and Eva were passionately kissing, while his friends cheered loudly, "You two are perfect for each other. You should get married." Richard's parents were holding Eva's

Romance

This was the ninth time I had discovered women's clothing in my husband Carl Wade's storage cabinet that didn't belong to me. Each time, he brushed it off with excuses like "holding it for a colleague" or "a friend's prank," then hugged me tenderly and apologized. This time, what I found was

Romance

For twenty years, I lived a life of pampered luxury, the cherished heiress of the powerful Harrison family defined by our sprawling Hamptons estate, my loving adoptive parents, and my intense, often unsettlingly devoted brother Julian. Then, a cold, thin file placed on my father’s desk shattered ev

Xuanhuan

The federal courtroom buzzed, a low hum under the harsh fluorescent lights, as my fiancée Chloe begged me to sign a plea bargain for corporate espionage. This exact scene, these same tear-streaked pleas were painfully familiar. I'd lived this nightmare once before, framed by Chloe and her lover Der

Mafia

I was glowing, a newlywed wife, having just discovered the joyous news: I was pregnant with twins. My husband, Ethan, surely loved me; our future felt bright. But my world shattered when I decided to surprise him at his private club. Instead, I overheard a chilling confession: our wedding night,

Romance

I was just a grieving widow, navigating the unbearable silence left by my husband, Ethan, trying to figure out how to move on with my shattered life. Then, a single knock at my door didn't just alter my morning; it utterly annihilated the fabric of my entire world. His ex-girlfriend, Jessica, stoo

Billionaires

My wedding day. The smell of salt and roses filled the Hamptons air, and I stood in a multi-million-dollar gown, ready to marry the man I loved. Then, a nightmare replayed: shirtless men swarmed me, their hands grabbing at my dress, turning my reception into a vulgar spectacle orchestrated by my fu

Literature

From Jest to Earnest by Edward Payson Roe

Romance

The post went live at 8:00 PM, announcing my engagement to Ava Green, the woman I' d chased for three years. My heart was full; our future, a perfect blueprint, finally felt real. Then, her phone rang. It was Ben Carter, her childhood friend, and the way she fled to the balcony, her face pale, se

Romance

The downtown coffee shop was just another Tuesday, another latte, until a voice from five years ago sliced through the mundane. Jessica, holding a ridiculously expensive handbag, scanned me with eyes full of judgment, then dropped a bombshell: Ethan, my ex, still mentioned me. He'd soared to succe

Romance

The promotion letter for the head of the German division lay heavy in my hand. It was the job I' d always wanted, the future I' d painstakingly built, but I' d turned it down a year ago. "Don' t go, Ethan," Olivia had pleaded, her eyes filled with tears. "I need you here." So, I stayed, sacri

Billionaires

"I'm resigning." The words felt heavy on my tongue, the crisp white envelope a symbol of escape. My HR director, bless her kind heart, urged me to reconsider, yet I walked away, my steps measured, a desperate fight against the urge to shatter the office's perfect silence. Instead of going down, I

Billionaires

For nine years, I poured every ounce of myself into building a life for Chloe, the girl I rescued from the streets, even secretly sacrificing all my personal savings and hiding my identity as the heir to the Miller Group just so she could achieve her dreams. Then, she graduated, landed a prestigiou