The last thing Amelia wanted after her breakup was drama that put her on her toes, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon with Billionaire playboy Alexander Sinclair on her heels. Alexander Sinclair had a bad habit, he just couldn't take no for an answer no matter what it was. So when he had made a drastic move to ask Amelia out on a date in an interview when the entire world was watching and she outrightly disregarded him, he saw that as a challenge. No one had ever rejected him before until her. So the chase began.
Amelia's Point of Views
"Take me far away......." My alarm song blared across the room, and I grumbled before sitting up to put it off.
"It's Monday again... pfft! Weekends need to be extended for real", I thought to myself as I got down from the bed to prepare for the day's work.
"Getting to the office today is quite fast, and there is less traffic. I guess this Monday won't be different after all." I smiled as I exited my car. It's not like it's a fancy one-just a used Toyota Camry I got from my dad.
"I need to visit my parents. I miss Mom so much," I exhaled as I approached the company's sensor-activated doors. The doors opened, and I walked in, smiling and greeting my colleagues.
Morning, Amelia! I hope your weekend is great. Michael needs you to come to his office at once. The secretary announced as she rushed to the editor-in-chief's office, carrying a stack of files. Micheal, my editor-in-chief, contacts me only when there's a new project or to commend my work.
"Oh, thank you! I replied, 'My weekend was good," I replied while I made my way to my post wearing a white turtleneck, a matching black suit, and a red pencil skirt. I finished my formal outfit with black-covered office shoes. I set my bag down and then walked over to Michael's.
"I wonder what he has to say this early," I thought as I took slow but long strides to Michael's office.
"Morning, chief," I greeted as I entered. His office is filled with past awards and shelves, with a series of files stacked on each shelf, both old and new.
I glance at the awards and medals displayed in Mike's office and start tallying the ones that the company earned thanks to my efforts. I always do this whenever I enter Mike's office; it gives me a sense of pride and happiness.
'Hi Amelia, please take your seat,' he said, motioning for me to sit in front of him as he signed some documents. I settled in with my legs crossed and maintained an upright posture.
While I sat, various thoughts sailed through my mind. What could be behind the urgency of Mike's call? Is he going to give me another task? If yes, it better not be a tough one, I thought.
"Am I free now, Sophia?" he asked while delivering the files to the secretary.
"For now, chief," Sophia said with a smile as she exited Micheal's office. Micheal gazed into my eyes and grinned. I questioned his reasons for doing that, but I steadied myself and waited for him to say something.
"Amelia, what progress have you made with Mr. Willow's case?" He inquired.
"I gathered the facts from the Willows, and as they requested, we released the final interview to the public, which helped mitigate the scandal, chief. I'm finalizing it now, chief. I will hand in the final reports by the end of the day."
Mike nodded as I spoke. "Okay, that's impressive, Amelia. Keep up the good work. One day, you hit that big story that will raise your profile," he stated.
"Thanks, chief. Would that be all, sir?" I questioned.
"I need you to tackle another scandal, Amelia. I want you to interview Alexander Sinclair, the billionaire's son. I know you're already aware of his scandal. he responded.
I was surprised when he brought up Alexander Sinclair, that spoilt brat. The news has been covering his scandal for several days, and I don't need anyone to inform me he is guilty of all the allegations made against him.
But why me? What makes Mike think I should be the one to confront that spoiled brat? I encountered him on two occasions when I interviewed his dad some time ago, and I found him to be proud and arrogant.
"May I ask, chief, why do you want me involved in his case? Everyone knows Alex is proud and strict. I doubt I can restrain myself from slapping arrogance out of him, boss; I believe you should give this task to someone else to avoid another scandal." I concluded, but Mike's face suggests he isn't giving up.
Amelia, I know about everything you said about Alex, but it's a must that we work on this. I selected you for this project because you rank among my top reporters. Consider it, Amelia. This could be the big news you are looking for," he said.
"Amelia, I don't expect your response right away; I'm allowing you some time to think about it, but please don't take too long since we need to work on it soon."
"Alright chief," I replied and left his office. I didn't feel like myself all day. I kept reflecting on the daunting assignment Mike handed to me. I thought about the potential hazards of intervening Alex. Dale's presence snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Amelia, you have been so lost in thoughts since you came to work today." Dale commented, sitting down in front of me, "What is troubling my baby girl?" He added.
Dale is a close friend and colleague at work. Everyone knows him for his jovial spirit; he helps relieve the strain on those dealing with complicated tasks.
"Yeah, Dale, I'm fine. How are you doing?" I asked, trying to wave the worried looks on my face.
"Say that to someone who doesn't know you well, Amelia. I know you well by now to know whether you are troubled or not. "Go ahead and tell me, girl," he said, cushioning my mouth with his fingertips to signal me to speak.
"Ooops, what did you do that for?" I protested. Very well, since you refused to let me be. I will tell you. First, let me say this: never touch me with those filthy hands of yours again, I joked.
"I bet you feel like licking these hands right now, Amelia, quit changing the subject and just tell me already; I'm running out of patience." Dale protested.
"Ok, ok, I get that. Mike wants me to take the lead in the Sinclair scandal interview, and you understand the implications of that.
"Oh, wow, Amelia. Why would Mike assign you to that kind of task? He should have given the task to one of the guys. It's risky; Alex doesn't have a great reputation with women, and I doubt he would let someone as beautiful as you slip away." He mentioned.
Dale's comments increased my fear.
Angela, a powerful and hardworking werewolf who had suffered terrible heartbreak and shame. Her mate, the one she was meant for, rejected her, leaving her humiliated. The agony of his rejection caused the collapse of her family, as she couldn't bring herself to forgive him for what he did. Desperate to escape the grief and disorder, Angela left her pack and moved to the human city to start anew. There, she began to rebuild her life, finding a small sense of peace and direction. But just as things were settling down, fate had other plans for her.
Sarah had planned her life to follow in the footsteps of her father and become a well known renowned journalist. She was on the verge of completing her journalism course when her father had to marry her off in an arranged marriage to the son of a powerful mayor, Andrew. A closed door agreement to save his company.
Sarah thought her marriage was her chance at happiness after a lifetime of hardship. She believed Jake, her husband, loved her, but dark secrets emerge, exposing that she is only a stand-in for Isabel, his brother's wife. Isabel, a woman who took over Sarah's life and stole her chance at gratitude, controls Sarah's world with manipulation and cruelty. As Sarah's pregnancy and plans to escape unravel, she discovers a way out with the surprising return of a man thought lost forever. But can she escape the cage they've built around her, or is it too late?
Sophia, who everyone thought was a human was mated to the next to be Alpha of the Crescent moon park, Abel. Abel hated the fact that he was mated to a human and a human would become his luna. Abel wanted a strong mate that would become a luna, he wanted to become the strongest alpha that the Crest moon pack have ever had and he wanted a strong luna by his side. Sophia had overheard Abel talking to his friends about how he didn't like her and wanted to reject her. Sophia was heart broken, she had tried so hard for Abel to accept her. As Abel rejected her as his Luna Sophia could not hold the pain, so far nobody wanted her, she had caused so much pain to her adopted family, people insulted them cause they adopted her. Sophia ran out the pack in tears, she was eager to end her life, eager to free everyone from her weak self. Abel wants her gone, he wants her dead, maybe it was her time to finally go. Sophia ran to the mountains with tears and a broken heart she jumped down the cliff into the water.
Synopsis Onika Orion, a self-made publicist and artist, is stunned when Nathan McAlison, the billionaire who broke her heart seven years ago, reappears in her life. Nathan, under pressure from his company's board to marry or lose his job, turns to Onika for help. Onika is deeply wounded by their past, and she is determined to hold him accountable for the awful agony he caused. Nathan's unexpected proposal throws Onika into a flurry of emotions and decisions. She initially sees it as an opportunity for vengeance, but as she spends more time with Nathan, old emotions surface, testing her resolve. To make matters worse, Nathan's manipulative mother, Willow, and his deceitful fiancée, Gina, intend to destroy Onika's future. As Onika navigates these perilous waters, she discovers an unexpected friend in Kent Leonard, Nathan's business adversary with his own grudge. Kent's reasons, however, become increasingly questionable as his obsession with Onika grows. The tension builds to a climax as Onika learns the truth about Nathan's past and Kent's deception. A series of dramatic encounters occur, culminating in a final clash that puts everyone's life in danger. In a thrilling climax, Onika must choose whether to forgive Nathan and pursue a future with him, or to allow her need for vengeance consume them both. Contract Marriage with My Billionaire Ex is a thrilling story of love, retribution, and redemption, complete with twists, betrayals, and an unlikely romance.
HOW DO YOU FLUSH TWELVE years of marriage down the drain? Can you flush twelve years of marriage down the drain? When Richard, Flora's husband of a dozen years, tells her that he fathered a child outside of their marriage, her whole life plan is turned upside down. While she freely admits that she's been married to her career, she thought they were on the same page: she'd make partner at her corporate law firm, his construction firm would thrive, and then they'd start a family. They'd be financially secure – creating a life without the money worries they both grew up with. That's why Flora couldn't process what Richard was telling her.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Two years after her marriage, Ximena lost consciousness in a pool of her own blood during a difficult childbirth. She forgot that her ex-husband was actually getting married to someone else that day. "Let's get a divorce, but the baby stays with me." His words before their divorce was finalized still lingered in her head. He wasn't there for her, but he wanted full custody of their child. Ximena would rather die than see her child call someone else mother. As a result, she gave up the ghost on the operating table with two babies left in her belly. But that wasn't the end for her... Years later, fate caused them to meet again. Ramon was a changed man this time. He wanted to keep her to himself even though she was already a mother of two children. When he found out about her wedding, he stormed into the venue and created a scene. "Ramon, I died once before, so I don't mind dying again. But this time, I want us to die together," she yelled, glaring at him with hurt in her eyes. Ximena thought he didn't love her and was happy that she was finally out of his life. But what she didn't know was that the news of her unexpected death had shattered his heart. For a long time, he cried alone due to the pain and agony. He always wished he could turn back the hands of time or see her beautiful face once again. The drama that came later became too much for Ximena. Her life was filled with twists and turns. Soon, she was torn between getting back with her ex-husband or moving on with her life. What would she choose?
WARNING! This book is not suitable for young readers or sensitive minds. Some parts contain graphic sex scenes, adult language, and situations intended for mature readers only! BLURB She saved herself for the man she thought would be her forever. She believed in love, in promises, in happily ever after. Until she caught her fiancé tangled in another woman's arms. Betrayal burned through her veins, leaving behind only one desire. REVENGE. And what better way to break him than to seduce the one man who could shatter his pride-his powerful, dangerously handsome billionaire uncle? He's older, untouchable, and completely off-limits. But she's willing to play dirty, willing to risk everything, just to watch her ex suffer. But what happens when the game turns on her? Because the moment she steps into his world, she realizes he's not just a pawn in her twisted little plan. He's a man who dominates, consumes, and makes her feel things she's never felt before. And the worst part? She might not want to escape.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."