Sold for Gold Bells

Modern

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

Fantasy

His mother looked up from the table where she was cutting out pie crust, and asked in surprise, “What do you mean, Grant? Why is to-day any different from ordinary days?”

Mafia

"She's my weakness, she's all the light's for the full darkness on myself. I love her so deeply-deeper than she can ever understand." - Carlos Robert Stewart. *** On the night of Graciel's kidnapping, her world changed after she knew her dad sold her to Carlos-the most dangerous ruthless mafi

Romance

Seven years of my life were stolen, locked away for a crime I didn't commit. Now, out of that concrete cage, the California sun feels alien against my skin, and the only thing I crave is peace. Not salvation, not forgiveness, just a final resting place: my ashes scattered among the ancient Redwoods

Romance

This is a story about a lady who caught her fiance cheating, a day to their wedding with her step sister, betty. She revealed their secret affair to everyone but instead of her family to reproach Betty they criticized her. As an unwanted child, she was sold to a wealthy man who was known to be men

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

Modern

On the first anniversary of my daughter Maya's death, I went to her grave, feeling the chilling Chicago wind but nothing else. My husband, Ethan, was supposed to be with me, but he texted that "something urgent" came up. When I returned to our penthouse, the sound of a child' s laughter filled ou

Literature

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Chimes of Mission Bells by Maria Antonia Field

Romance

Lucy is a popular actress who happened to get entangled in a crime scene that changed her fate, in order to gain her dignity, she gets caught up with a billionaire in disguise!. Emilia is a girl of 10 and the daughter of Lucy, she had always wished to be loved at home, what happens when she wishes a

Billionaires

Three women, three brothers, a single, crumpled dollar bill. Alina's world shatters the moment she's auctioned off-and claimed by the powerful Hawthorne brothers. Thrown into Adrian Hawthorne's cold, dangerous world, she becomes his to control... his to protect... and, terrifyingly, his to desire

Literature

Raw Gold by Bertrand W. Sinclair

LGBT+

The world has changed, vampires are a thing now, you can belong to one, to have a giant amount of money, the money would go to your family or people of your choice. Andreas is desperate, having no family, having no one behind him, he was truly desperate. His final choice was to belong to vampires,

Romance

After witnessing her father's death and being forcefully taken away from her family and sold into prostitution at a young age, Bella never had seen or hoped for a better life outside what she was, let alone find love, but fate had betrayed her once more, giving her an enemy in disguise of a lover

Werewolf

He is a 33-year-old Lycan King, I'm a high school graduate. It's rumored that he was cursed by his first love, a dark witch who betrayed him, rendering him unable to feel the presence of a mate and sire offspring. To break the curse, he needed to find an 18-year-old virgin in the human world to serv

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 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.