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Skeletons in His Closet by Bitter Bamboo
Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable
My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.
Skeletons In The Family Closet
Diego was outraged by his father's arrogance. “Dammit, dad!” He slapped his hand against the table, rattling his glass. “I understand you don't like Evelyn. But you don't have control over me! I have the right to love anybody I want!” But Mr Alejandro was equally outraged with his face going scarle
His Betrayal, Her Bitter Freedom
To save my dying mother, I had to remarry my cheating ex-husband, Braden. He was the only surgeon in the country who could perform the life-saving surgery she needed, so I swallowed my pride and walked back into our gilded cage. But on the day of the operation, he abandoned her. He left my mother t
The Price of His Bitter Regret
Five years ago, my brother Declan stripped me of our family name and cast me out. Now, I was a cocktail waitress with terminal cancer, desperately trying to save enough money for my own urn. To make the final payment, I got on my knees on the cold club floor to bark like a dog for a drunk man's cas
Her Ice Heart, His Bitter End
My father arranged my marriage to Liam, the man I' d secretly loved for a decade. But on our wedding night, Liam, seeing only a gilded cage and forced manipulation, turned his back, muttering, "You got what you wanted, Ava." He fled overseas for three years, leaving me to raise our daughter, Grace
His Fatal Love, Her Bitter End
My billionaire husband spent three years and a fortune to find a donor heart to save my life. He was my hero, my entire world after a woman named Karma Smith framed my father and destroyed my family. Then, I discovered he'd been protecting her all along. She was his mistress, pregnant with his chil
Bitter Love
For three years in prison, Ye Ci felt like she died once a month. On this day of every month, Shen Junmo would come to see her. Then in the separate prison cell, he tortured and humiliated her ... There were times when Ye Ci got fainted after some violent strong sex, and then she would be sober agai
BITTER OBSESSION
During high school, Iris was always bullied due to her body type ..she changed school and met another bully who was her first kiss and first love An unfortunate accident made the two go apart Iris refused to move on... she was hung on her first love who was her bitter obsession They meet years lat
His Heartless Plan, Her Bitter End
For three years, I painted by day and worked dead-end jobs by night, all to fund my brilliant musician husband, David, battling a rare illness. My latest sacrifice was night shifts at the Sterling Art Gallery-dangerous, but it paid for his experimental treatments. Then, a laugh drifted from a priv
His Reckless Love, Her Bitter End
Connor Harris and I grew up in the gray world of foster care, vowing to build a life that was only ours. That dream shattered the day his long-lost, wealthy family found him and swept him away, leaving me behind. His mother made it clear I wasn't welcome. She offered me a million dollars to disappe
His Placeholder Bride, My Bitter Revenge
On the eve of my wedding to Grant Sutton, the heir to a vast real estate empire, I discovered the devastating truth. I wasn't his great love; I was just a convenient replacement for his wild, untamable ex, Ivory. He didn't love me. He loved that I was a polished, "suitable" version of the woman he
Lost Love, Bitter Victory
My wife, Olivia, and I had what I thought was the perfect life, a vibrant canvas of shared dreams and artistic ambition. But beneath the surface, a shadow lingered: her unexplained infertility, a result of an accident years ago-my fault-that filled me with a guilt I carried like a stone. I watched
Fatal Affection, Bitter End
The rain hammered against the school bus windows, mimicking the frantic beat of my heart. My estranged wife, Susan, was screaming, trying to drag our brilliant daughter, Emily, off the bus and into the deluge, all for Mark Johnson, a man in his forties who had failed the college entrance exam for tw
When Gratitude Turns Bitter
"I'm sure about this. I want to volunteer." Ava Williams looked the program director in the eye, her voice steady, determined to commit two years in a conflict zone. Inside, her heart was a mess, but she had to do this. Then, a fire truck screamed past, its siren wailing, and suddenly, she was a ch
For Bitter or Worse
** "I do have to say, you taste exquisite. Nothing like an ordinary wolf." He comes even a bit closer, leaving nothing more than a few feet between us. "It's almost magical." He breathes and reaches out. He slowly carresses the fur on my back and to my horror he leaves a trail of sparks, my breathin
Bitter Taste
Two young girls, Darren and Chloe make their way into an educational institution with the hopes of chasing their dreams. It soon becomes a race for safety when they discover their admission was an arrangement and they were in danger. They are faced with the choice to give up their lives or fight for
Bitter smile
Prologue: Dara's eyes fluttered open, her mind foggy from the haze of the previous night. The memories came flooding back - the desperation, the seduction, the surrender. She felt a wave of regret wash over her, mixed with a hint of shame. As she quickly dressed and made her escape, the cheque i
Enthralled by his Charms
"Amy," the nurse's cold and harsh voice rapped in her ear. "I warned you, but you wouldn't listen. See now, you have no family, no friends, no husband and you are about to have a stillborn." The scary nurse's laughter rippled through the empty delivery room. Amy clenched her chest and tried to scre
BOUND BY HIS NAME
"Isabella this is the right time for you to choose between me or Hector, because any one you choose now will be your husband till the contract end." "Think well Isabella don't make mistake." She spilled coffee on the wrong man. Isabella Ramirez is drowning in debt, exhaustion, and fear-working
Trapped By His Affection
I urgently need 'Living Man 2' to complete the final homework. Who would like to say that Tiannai awesome will fall from the sky and two men will fight for a woman's name. I took a big step forward and forcefully stopped one of the men. Dear, I'll help you become the second male lead! You should
Claimed by His Stepbrother
Evelyn thought she had everything she ever wanted-a marriage built on love, a husband who adored her, and a life that looked almost perfect from the outside. Paul was steady, passionate, and fiercely protective, the kind of man who could sweep her off her feet with a single look. She believed nothi
