ISABELLA
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Accidentally Pregnant With The Billionaire Heir
One lab error. Two betrayals. And a billionaire who doesn't believe in accidents. Emily Vance thought she was carrying a miracle. After her fiancé, Julian, ended up in a coma following a horrific car crash, she underwent IVF to keep his legacy alive. It was supposed to be her anchor. Instead, a clinical mix-up reveals that the child in her womb isn't Julian's at all. It belongs to Alistair Wolfe, a man whose name is synonymous with ruthless power and a heart made of ice. The nightmare doesn't stop at the doctor's office. When Julian finally wakes up, he doesn't call for Emily. He calls for her stepsister, Chloe, revealing a secret affair that turns Emily's years of loyalty into a joke. Backed into a corner by a family ready to sell her to a predatory debt collector to save their failing business, Emily is left with a devastating choice. Her doctors warn her that this is her last chance at motherhood. To keep her baby and escape her family's reach, she has to make a deal with the wolf at the door. Alistair Wolfe wants his heir. Emily wants protection. No love. No strings. Just a temporary union until the child is born. But as Emily moves into Alistair's world, she quickly learns that playing the wife of a man like Alistair is a high-stakes game where the heart is the first thing you lose.
Chapter 1 A Clinical Nightmare
I'm staring at a document that just erased the last thread of my sanity.
I've pinched myself so many times that my skin has turned bright pink. Yet...I haven't woken up from this nightmare that seems to be my life and reality.
Dr. Carter sits across from me, his hands folded over a tan folder, looking everywhere but at my face.
"Can...can you repeat yourself?" I ask the doctor, hoping that I misheard him the first time. Because this can't be real. This can't be real.
"I'm sorry, Miss Emily," he says. His voice is small, lacking the professional confidence he usually carries. "There was a clerical error in the lab. A mislabeling during the cryopreservation retrieval."
"What...what does that mean?"
He adjusts in his seat. "The embryo we implanted... it wasn't created with Julian Thorne's samples. The sperm used belonged to another donor."
I wrap my arms around my middle, feeling the slight curve of my belly through the thin fabric of my floral dress. This child is my anchor. Since Julian's car spun out on that rain-slicked highway a month ago, this pregnancy has been the only thing keeping me from sinking. The doctors said Julian might never wake up from the coma, and his parents begged me to use the samples he'd frozen before we even got engaged. They wanted a piece of him to live on. I wanted it more.
"No," I say, shaking my head slowly. My voice is so calm it surprises me. "No, that's not right. We... we used Julian's sample. That's what we agreed on. That's what I signed for."
"Miss Emily-"
"I went through weeks of treatment," I snap, and the calm in my voice is gone. "Hormones. Injections. Blood tests. You told me everything was fine. You told me this would work."
"It did work," he says gently. "You are pregnant." Then his voice reduces. "But the biological father is not Julian Thorne."
A tear rolls down my cheek before I can stop it, and I angrily swat it away.
"That's not my child," I say confidently, as if my confidence can erase the truth.
"It is your child," he says. "Genetically, you are the mother."
I glare at him for a few seconds and then I laugh. It's a bitter, humorless sound. "It's not my child with my fiancé. I wanted a baby with the man I love. The man I'm going to marry. I did everything right. I followed every step. I trusted you."
"I understand how difficult this is-"
"No, you don't!" I yell, banging my shaking hands against the table. "You don't understand what this means."
Because Julian might never wake up. Because this child was supposed to be the only piece of him I'd have left. Because I built my entire future around this one thing.
"I'm sorry."
"You're sorry?" I scoff. "You didn't lose my luggage, Doctor. You lost the last living piece of my fiancé. Julian is in a coma. He might never wake up, and you've filled me with-with what? Some random guy's DNA?"
The irony is a jagged pill in my throat. I spent six weeks pumping myself full of hormones, bruising my thighs with needles.
"I want it out," I say calmly. "Terminate the pregnancy. We'll redo the cycle. I'm not carrying a 'coding error' to term."
"Miss Emily. The hospital board is prepared to offer you a settlement of one million dollars," Dr. Carter continues quickly, his face pale. "Along with a full refund and the best prenatal care money can buy, provided you sign a non-disclosure agreement."
I stand up so fast my chair screeches against the linoleum. One million dollars. They want to pay me off for a stranger's child. I look at the framed degrees on his wall, the anatomical charts, the little plastic models of life, and I feel a wave of heat wash over my neck. My skin feels too tight for my body.
"One million dollars?" I whisper. Another tear slides down my face and that chilling calm returns. I am slipping between calm and rage, and I have no way of controlling it.
"I... I don't want your money," I say. "I want this," I point to my belly. "Gone."
His expression tightens. "I'm afraid that may not be advisable-"
"I don't care. Get. Rid. Of. It."
"That would be a mistake."
The voice is like a low vibration, commanding and cold. I spin around to see a man standing by the doorframe. He is tall, broad-shouldered, and wearing an expensive-looking charcoal suit. His eyes are a piercing, unforgiving grey, and they are fixed directly on me.
Dr. Carter stands up so fast he nearly trips. "Mr. Wolfe. I didn't realize you were on the premises."
"I tend to move quickly when my assets are mishandled, Doctor," the man says. He steps into the room, and the space suddenly feels half its size. He doesn't look at the doctor; he looks at me, scanning me with a clinical, predatory intensity.
His presence is so intense and intimidating that I almost feel the need to step back. But I don't. I struggle with every bone in my body to maintain my composure.
Mr. Intimidating reaches into his pocket and pulls out a thick, matte-black business card onto the desk. Alistair Wolfe. CEO, Wolfe Industries.
My lips part slightly. This is the man who has effectively automated half the logistics firms in the country. He is the "Ghost of Wall Street."
"I am the biological father of the child you're carrying," Alistair says. His tone isn't apologetic; it is a statement of fact. "And I have no intention of letting you terminate. Carry the pregnancy to term. Hand the child over to me the moment it's born, and I will deposit one hundred million dollars into an account of your choosing."
I take a step back until my calves hit the guest chair. I stare at him, my breath hitching. My calm changes to that hot feeling in my chest and I clench my fists. "You're insane."
Dr. Carter's eyes widen and Mr. Intimidating frowns. "What?"
"You're insane," I repeat. "My fiancé is lying in the hospital in a coma and you think you can pay me to have your baby and not his?"
"Two hundred mi-"
"I don't care about your money!" I snap. "I want my life back. I want my fiancé's child."
Alistair's expression doesn't soften. If anything, it turns to stone. "Money buys time, Ms. Vance. And right now, you're out of it."
"What does that mean?"
He signals to Dr. Carter, who hands me another report from his table. "Your latest screenings came back this morning. Your uterine lining is... it's significantly thinner than we anticipated. The hormonal stress of this IVF cycle has caused severe scarring."
He pauses, looking at Alistair, then back to me. "If you terminate this pregnancy, the damage will be irreversible. The likelihood of a successful second implantation is virtually zero. You would be permanently infertile."
My head spins, and I feel like I'm going to pass out. "That...that's not true. You can give me some kind of injection. You can perform a surgery."
"Those aren't feasible options Miss Emily."
The dream of a house with a tire swing, of a little boy with Julian's messy blonde hair, it all starts to evaporate like mist. If I end this, I end everything. I will never be a mother. Not with Julian's child. Not with any child.
"Think about it," Alistair says, his voice dropping to a silken thread. "You keep the child. You fulfill your biological potential. You get a fortune that ensures you never have to work a day in your life. And then you can have another child with your fiancé. All I ask is for-"
He pauses when he sees fresh tears gather in my eyes. Something softens in his expression, but it lasts just one second.
"What's mine," he completes.
The dizziness worsens and now I can't breathe. It's too much information. I need to see Julian. I need to touch his hand and tell him I am sorry I've failed him.
As if the universe read my mind, my phone on the table begins to vibrate. I lunge for it the second I see Julian's mother's name on the screen.
"Emily!" she sobs the moment I answer. "Emily, come to the hospital. Now! Julian...he opened his eyes. He's awake!"
I don't say a word to Alistair Wolfe. I don't even look at him. I run. I sprint through the hospital corridors. My heart is a drum, beating out a single word: Julian. Julian. Julian.
I reach the Intensive Care unit, my lungs burning. I slow down as I approach Room 402, my hand trembling as I reach for the handle. I want to burst in, to throw my arms around him, to tell him that we will figure out the mess with the baby together.
But the door is cracked open an inch. And from inside, I don't hear the beep of monitors or the steady breathing of a recovering patient. I hear a muffled, familiar sob.
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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste
Ashley Grey knows better than to get involved with her bestfriend that's in a relationship. She has been keeping her feelings for him a secret for years. Until one day they are dared to kiss each other. Then everything is flipped between them. Stolen kisses, touches and a whole lot of tension. These two go on a journey that will either drift them apart or pull them even closer. " I can't be your friend Ley when I know how you taste."
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The Best Friend's Contract
Aidan, a billionaire and CEO of Empire is known for the title 'Top 5 Hottest Bachelor' for two reasons. His extremely good-looks and for not wanting to get married, at least until he reaches forty but his mother keeps on setting him with unwanted dates, leaving him frustrated. Kenna, Aidan's best friend, is a doctor who has never found the right time for love. She has always been busy with work to an extent that she forgets about her own personal life. Both of them has always been close ever since they were kids, after a single incident that happened, instantly making them inseparable. As they grew older, things began to change yet best friends are forever . . . no matter the circumstances. What happens when Aidan sets up a contract and wants Kenna to be a part of it?
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From Underworld to Crown
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 hand, saying, "You're the only one we see as part of the family." I let out a cold laugh and dialed the number of my father, the head of a criminal syndicate. "Get in touch with a team for me. I have a live stream event planned." "Alright. The condition is that you return to Zlomont and become the new head of the Brooks Group."
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Betrayed Bride, Mafia Princess Rises
At my ten-week ultrasound, I was supposed to be celebrating the future of the Falcone family. I was Isabella Falcone, wife to the most powerful Don in the south. But when the nurse called my name, the man who stood up beside his pregnant mistress was my husband. In the sterile silence of that waiting room, he chose her. He later confessed he was being blackmailed by her family—a weakness that was a death sentence in our world. That night, he moved his mistress into our home, into my bedroom, and locked me away like a prisoner in the staff quarters. He wasn't imprisoning his wife; he was guarding an asset. He needed the legitimate heir I carried to save his crumbling empire. His betrayal was absolute when his own mother and my adoptive parents arrived while he was away. They forced me to sign divorce papers, then told me they were taking me to a clinic. His mother pulled out a gun and pointed not at my head, but at my stomach. "We're terminating this complication," she said coldly. As they dragged me from the house, my world went dark. But through the haze, I saw a fleet of black cars blocking the gate. An army of men poured out, led by a face I had only ever seen in a photograph. Days earlier, locked in my room, I made a single phone call to the only man more powerful than my husband: my biological father, the head of the Chicago Outfit. And he had come to collect his daughter.
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His Billions Can't Buy Her Forgiveness Now
The scissors made a sickening crunch as I severed the long hair Marcus worshipped. For three years, I had been his "silk anchor," the hidden woman who grounded him while he conquered New York. But as the dark strands hit the porcelain sink, my phone lit up with a news alert that shattered my world. *Thorne Enterprises CEO Marcus Thorne and Isabella Vance announce engagement.* While I was waiting for his call, he was sliding a massive diamond onto another woman's finger. At the gala that night, I was forced to watch them. Izzy leaned across the table, her voice sweet enough to rot teeth. "You look exhausted, Olivia. Especially now that you're... alone." Marcus didn't defend me. He didn't even look at me. He just swirled his scotch and told me to focus on the merger data, dismissing me like an inconvenient employee rather than the woman he swore to protect. He thought I was a pragmatist. He thought I would stay in the shadows, accepting the scraps of his affection while he married for power. He was wrong. I went home and packed my life into a single suitcase. I took the river rock he had carved for me—the one he called his anchor—and left it on the empty easel with a note in black marker. *You were my rock. Now you’re just a stone.* By the time he realized his mistake and came pounding on my door, I was already gone, flying toward a new life in Montana where he couldn't reach me.
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Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don
On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up. As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress. The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me. The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one. With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered. I chose the one man they never expected. I chose his father, the Don himself.
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His Discarded Wife Is The Rival's Queen
For three years, I played the perfect wife to Fitzgerald David, raising his "orphaned" nephew and building the core technology for his billion-dollar sports empire from scratch. But when my adoptive mother was dying of leukemia and needed a $200,000 bone marrow transplant, he coldly refused to release my own legally earned bonus. Instead, he routed my entire payout to his mistress, Kristi, so she could parade around taking full credit for my patents. When I rushed home to beg him for the money, I found Kristi wearing his family's heirloom diamonds. Their spoiled son was in the courtyard, laughing as he beat my bleeding rescue dog with a heavy brass buckle. Fitzgerald didn't even flinch at the cruelty. "Get on your knees and apologize to Kristi and my son," he demanded. He even threatened to freeze my mother's medical funds so she would die, leaving me completely dependent on the David family. That's when I overheard his private conversation and the sickening truth finally clicked. The boy wasn't his nephew. He was his illegitimate son with Kristi. My marriage was nothing but a calculated PR shield to protect his mistress's reputation while they drained my intellect and treated me like a captive slave. They thought I was trapped, assuming I'd swallow the humiliation to save my mother's life. But they didn't know Fitzgerald had just arrogantly blindly batch-signed his daily executive paperwork. Sitting right at the top of that stack was my unconditional release and non-compete waiver. I calmly saved the audio recording of his paternity fraud, walked out into the blizzard, and accepted a five-million-dollar VP position from his biggest corporate rival.
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You Killed My Love, Now Beg For It
For three years, Isabella was Adrian's wife only in bed. She thought her devotion could thaw even the iciest heart. What she got back was years of neglect. She learned she was pregnant just as his first love announced her own baby-and their wedding. Devastated, Isabella hid her belly, signed the papers, and tried to leave. But he shredded them. "Even dead, you're mine!" Then she died. For five years, he hid in his empty mansion, weeping at her grave. Five years later, she returned as an underworld princess, with a loyal protector and a clever young son. Adrian broke down and fell to his knees. "Take my life. Just love me once more." She retorted icily, "The dead have no heart left to give."
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ISABELLA
The book is about a beautiful girl called Isabella. Isabella was is the queen of the land. Incomparable beauty.
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No One But Isabella
In a world where loyalty is a weapon and love a battlefield, Isabella Moretti is caught between two ruthless men. Raised in the gilded cage of her father's empire, she knows her duty: to obey, to marry for power, and to stay untouched by the dark dealings of the cartel. But everything changes when A
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Isabella: His Unseen Guardian
The biting cold of the concrete floor was the first thing I registered, followed by the dull throb of pain marking every inch of my beaten body. I' d just refused to sign off on their crooked building plans, and for that defiance, the syndicate thugs left me for dead, my career shattered and my bod
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ISABELLA (THE NIGHT THAT RUINED ME)
She was just a girl who wanted her fairytale wedding night. Isabella got engaged to Xavier Gustavo, her long term crush, but she was a poor country side girl, her world is totally different from that of Xavier. Getting into the Guastovo family was not all roses as she thought, she was constantly ma
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You belong to me Isabella Valenti
"Strip!" The voice thundered as I stood shocked by the turn of events. I shuddered both in fear and disgust at the thought of this man drooling over my naked body. "Don't make me repeat myself Isabella Valenti." His eyes were all red, like that of an angry bull ready to charge. I wasn't going to gi
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THE UNMASKED HEIRESS: Isabella Hartman is back
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Prisoned by The Billionaire
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Demon Queen, I want your love
"I love you, do you understand?" Lucian Desmond. "I will share you pain and grow old with you. I have hurt you in the past, and now is the future, I want to love you now. And you can do nothing about that," She clenched her fists and bit her lips. "But I am a demoness," Roseline Douglas. "That ma
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AURORA (his obsession)
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My Korean Tutor
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A billionaire Bargain
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Dirty Revenge
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LOVE IN THE SHADOW
Summer Mark, a dedicated doctor, saves a mysterious stranger from a brutal attack on a rainy Miami night. As she tends to his wounds, their eyes lock, and she feels an inexplicable connection. Unbeknownst to Summer, the stranger is linked to one of Miami's most feared mafias, and their chance encoun
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Echoes of a stranger
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Capital P platonic
Tori has been searching for Mr Perfect all her life Then he walks through her door and she's ready to add Abd they lived happily ever after to her love story But there is more to love than falling straight out of a romance novel and Tori is sure to find out
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A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER
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Caught Between Two Brothers
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I Married A Beast
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