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Little Red Riding Hoodlum
After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash
Aurora woke up to the sterile chill of her king-sized bed in Sterling Thorne's penthouse. Today was the day her husband would finally throw her out like garbage. Sterling walked in, tossed divorce papers at her, and demanded her signature, eager to announce his "eligible bachelor" status to the world. In her past life, the sight of those papers had broken her, leaving her begging for a second chance. Sterling's sneering voice, calling her a "trailer park girl" undeserving of his name, had once cut deeper than any blade. He had always used her humble beginnings to keep her small, to make her grateful for the crumbs of his attention. She had lived a gilded cage, believing she was nothing without him, until her life flatlined in a hospital bed, watching him give a press conference about his "grief." But this time, she felt no sting, no tears. Only a cold, clear understanding of the mediocre man who stood on a pedestal she had painstakingly built with her own genius. Aurora signed the papers, her name a declaration of independence. She grabbed her old, phoenix-stickered laptop, ready to walk out. Sterling Thorne was about to find out exactly how expensive "free" could be.
Little Red Riding Hoodlum
When broke and desperate Olivia tried to hack her way out of financial hell, she didn't expect to land in the lap of luxury - or the crosshairs of a ruthless mafia boss. Enzo's got a reputation for being merciless, but Olivia's got skills that could make her a valuable asset... or a dangerous lia
Little Red Riding Witch
Rosalynd Reid was just an ordinary young woman from LA. Or at least she thought she was, until one fateful day when, forced from her home by her mother's betrayal, she leaves LA, heading north to the refuge of California's redwood coast. During her journey she encounters surprises she never expects
Red Riding Jack
THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+ Amanda Reynolds a 22 year old who is addicted to having sex. Be it a man or a woman she doesn't care as long as they get to give her an orgasm and make her forget her pain for that day. "You look stunning in red," He whispered gulping down his drink. "But you’ll look even
The Little Colonel's Knight Comes Riding
Author Annie F. Johnston was first inspired to create the beloved children's literature character known as the Little Colonel after a run-in with a supremely self-possessed little boy who reminded her of the imperious mannerisms of her grandfather, a high-ranking officer in the Confederate army. In
Red
I need to be meek, obedient, silent being me is volatile. Me and my mom shouldn't co exist with one another we're to explosive to handle too scheming to unravel, welcome to my world!
From Barren Wife To The Don's Queen
I was reviewing the laundering accounts when my husband asked for a hundred thousand dollars for the nanny. It took three seconds for me to realize the woman he was trying to pay off was wearing my missing vintage Chanel earrings. Damian looked me in the eye, using his best doctor's voice. "She i
When Love Turns To Ashes
The call from the police station was a splash of ice water in the face: an accident, they said. My daughter, Lily, was gone. The words "We did everything we could" shattered my world, made worse by the cold, clinical police report: the other driver, Olivia Hayes, my ex-husband Ethan's new girlfrien
The Unseen Cost of Love
For ten years, I gave up everything for my boyfriend, Damien. After a family scandal left him ostracized and broken, I worked two jobs to send him to a prestigious university, believing in the genius everyone else had abandoned. But the moment he became the tech innovator I always knew he could be,
Love You Into My Soul
Their story began with a little dangerous game. The rules were simple. If she won, he would do one thing for her; if he did, then she would have to stay with him forever no matter what happens. All she wanted on was to win and then take the life of the man who had betrayed her. Read on to see if
His Regret, Her Rise: The Heiress Awakens
Thanksgiving at my fiancé Ryan' s family home should have been a celebration. Instead, I watched him dote on his widowed sister, Nicole, ignoring me completely. The final straw wasn't the pecan pie Ryan, my own fiancé, gave to her, claiming it was her favorite, even though it was my late mother' s
When A Woman Dies To Live
"I\'m sorry, Ms. Fuller, but this marriage certificate is a forgery." The county clerk's words crushed me, revealing the flimsy paper from our Las Vegas wedding five years ago was a lie. Then came the second blow: Ethan Lester, the man I' d spent seven years with and was raising a son with, was al
No Longer A Placeholder: I Rise
For three years, I was Keagan Steele's passionate secret, the "Wild Rose of Beverly Hills" who finally tamed the city's coldest billionaire. I thought our love was real, a quiet world built away from the glitz. Then I overheard him call me a "placeholder," a three-year experiment until his true lov
His Wish, My Dying Heart
I was dying from a terminal illness, but my husband, Broderick, thought it was just another one of my games to get his attention. He hated me, convinced I had betrayed him years ago for money. As I collapsed in agony, begging him to take me to the hospital, he grabbed my chin and whispered the word
Red Pottage
Mary Cholmondeley (8 June 1859 – 15 July 1925) was an English novelist. Her best-selling novel, Red Pottage, satirised religious hypocrisy and the narrowness of country life. Red Pottage caused a scandal when it was first published, in 1899, due to its themes of adultery, the emancipation of w
In the Riding-School; Chats with Esmeralda
In the Riding-School; Chats With Esmeralda by Theo. Stephenson Browne
Red Eve
1346: Eve Clattering, known as “Red Eve" for the color of her dress, weds a lustful traitor of a knight—against her will, for he dosed her with a love potion. Now her real love must brave plague-stricken Europe, on a desperate quest: to have Eve's illicit marriage annulled by the Pope!
Red-Robin
From the book:On a green hillside a girl lay prone in the sweet grass, very still that she might not, by the slightest quiver, disturb the beauty that was about her. There was so very, very much beauty - the sky, azure blue overhead and paling where it touched the green-fringed earth; the whispering
