Rag to gold

Modern

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.

Romance

For years, the hum of the textile factory was Sarah Miller' s only solace, making her feel competent in a life where she was otherwise suffocated by the demands of her husband, Mark, and his mother, Eleanor. They relentlessly pressured her for a child, reducing her worth to a mere vessel for an heir

Modern

On the third anniversary with my girlfriend, with an expensive ring and a LV bag, I planned to propose to her. But shockingly, I caught her cheating on me. Albeit heartbroken, I chose to break up with her. But right after that, I got bound in a mysterious system. As long as I finished the task g

Romance

My wedding day. The most beautiful day of my life, or so I thought. I stood at the altar, beaming in my white dress, ready to marry Liam Maxwell, the man I loved. Then, the whispers began. Not of happiness, but of scandal. My fiancé, the love of my life, had rushed off to a rooftop, not to save me,

Literature

The British Library is the national library of the United Kingdom. It is one of the world's largest research libraries holding over 150 million items in all known languages and formats: books, journals, newspapers, sound recordings, patents, maps, stamps, prints and much more. Its collection

Literature

Raw Gold by Bertrand W. Sinclair

Literature

Hidden Gold by Wilder Anthony

Literature

Room service at the Ajax is of a quality befitting the newest, the largest, and the most expensive hotel in Dallas. While the standard of excellence is uniformly high, nevertheless some extra care usually attaches to a breakfast ordered from the Governor's suite - most elegant and most expensive of

Romance

KATHY GARCIA, the woman used to hardship. Forced to do something he never dreamed of doing. And it's to go into the club and attract older men, for short-term money. He only wants one thing, to get out of trouble. He thought that it would be so easy to achieve the comfort he sought, but he was wrong

History

This fascinating travelogue details the visit of author Ellen Clacy to the massive gold mines that were erected in Australia in the nineteenth century. Twenty-year-old Clacy's visit wasn't a genteel carriage tour — she camped under the stars and walked hundreds of miles with her brother en route to

Literature

The Great Gold Rush by W. H. P. (William Henry Pope) Jarvis

Fantasy

The east wind blew furiously, beating gray sheets down the streaming panes. Along the village street flowed a turbid torrent, the squalid wash of an "old-timer-three-days'-blow" from the Great Lakes. Threshing was hung up. Every wheel was stopped for a thousand miles across the prairies.

Adventure

The clipper ship Aurelian, one of the few survivors of the old West India trade, had sighted Sandy Hook, and was making New York harbor after a remarkable voyage from Belize.

Fantasy

Once upon a time, there lived a very beautiful mermaid under the ocean. She was named as the Ocean's Gold in their kingdom because of her hair and tail shining, shimmering with gold. She has the sweetest voice that make everyone fall in love with her every time she opened her mouth and started singi

Modern

The Gold Bat is a novel by P. G. Wodehouse, first published on 13 September 1904 by Adam & Charles Black, London. Set at the fictional public school of Wrykyn, the novel tells of how two boys, O'Hara and Moriarty, tar and feather a statue of the local M.P. as a prank. They get away with it, but

Literature

The Clique of Gold by Emile Gaboriau

Literature

The Gold of Chickaree by Susan Warner

Romance

Lila Monroe has spent her life playing the game of wealth and power, using her beauty and cunning to secure the lifestyle she deserves. As a gold digger, love has never been part of the plan. That is, until one reckless night with Adrian Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire with a heart colder than h

Billionaires

COMPLETED! "It was just a kind gesture, Evan," I tried to explain, understanding his concern but he didn't seem to be in a listening mood. "I don't care," he declared in a low tone, his eyes locked on mine. He continued dragging me until we reached the kitchen sink . He then washed my hands after dr

Literature

The Rope of Gold by Roy J. Snell

Literature

The Wedge of Gold by C. C. Goodwin