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After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"

How did I end here? How did I end up being a token of an alliance? War was coming and eldoria was certainly going down, a strong empire like eldoria wouldn't have surrendered, we wouldn't have given into there demands but as always the king chose to save the innocent people In the kingdom instead of

Nora a girl who possesses powers unimaginable to humans,with no emotion or remorse to killing making her a perfect weapon. Damien,the most feared and ruthless mafia comes across Nora and her abilities,wanting her all to himself as he gives her a tempting proposal when she is in dire need of help

Fourth book in the Hopalong Cassidy western series.

A Maid and a Million Men by James G Dunton

Growing Nuts in the North by Carl Weschcke

Laurie never thought she'd be a divorced woman at the age of twenty. She fell in love with Ken, a pastry chef in France, and married him in the same year. But, her life turned upside down when she caught him in bed with another woman. Laurie decided to go back to her hometown, fixed herself, and for

What eight million women want by Rheta Childe Dorr

Alexus' parents are desperate to have a grandchild, so the young man will end up paying a million dollars to the woman who can give him a child. Can he find a woman that he's looking for? Or he'll ended up marrying the girl that his parents picked for him?

I am a sex slave, someone who is owned by someone else and forced to perform sexual acts for them. To use a more precise term, “whore” probably best describes what I am. You see, in exchange for financial support, I have made myself completely available to a man. This includes, but is not limited t

My name is Sarah Miller, and I'd just hit the lottery for millions—a life-changing sum. I had a loving husband, Mark, his family, and my sweet five-year-old son, Leo. Our Memorial Day road trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains promised a perfect getaway. But a chilling current ran beneath their forced s

My grandfather, a proud Vietnam vet, was wasting away in his rundown house, neglected by my "perfect" family who deemed him a "downer" on their holiday plans. I was the only one who bothered to visit him, bringing him real food and doing my best to fix his crumbling home. But then, he collapsed rig

"Drusilla Doane, O Drusilla Doane!" came waveringly around the corner; and the quavering voice was followed by a little old woman who peered at the line of old ladies sitting in the sun. Is Drusilla Doane here? she inquired, darting quick birdlike glances from her old eyes at the curious faces that

This book (hardcover) is part of the TREDITION CLASSICS. It contains classical literature works from over two thousand years. Most of these titles have been out of print and off the bookstore shelves for decades. The book series is intended to preserve the cultural legacy and to promote the timeless

I' m Ava Moreno, a New York reproductive endocrinologist, secretly known as "The Heirloom Weaver." Using ancient family methods, I help families conceive, even if the father has passed. The massive fees fund my curandera grandmother' s foundation, preserving vital traditions. An encrypted message

Ella's father was in a car accident and needed a large sum of money for surgery. David Anthony - a young billionaire helped her pay for surgery on the condition that she become his wife within 3 years. It all started when Maria - David's childhood friend - returned from studying abroad. Her wish is

I was a struggling musician in Brooklyn, barely making ends meet. Then I found Vic, an amnesiac girl with wide, scared eyes, and my world changed. We shared instant noodles and cheap wine, her laughter filling my cramped studio. She believed in my music, even when I didn't, and her gift of my gra

The air was thick with the smell of barbecue, but my stomach was churning with dread. My upscale Austin life was supposed to merge with my fiancé Ryan's small-town roots this Thanksgiving weekend, finalizing our wedding plans. But then Ryan's family started a poker game, and my father, a notorious

For fifteen years, my wife Sarah' s complaints were the soundtrack of my life. "Eight thousand dollars," she' d whine, always about the paltry dowry my mother gave us. It was a constant, low-level hum, punctuated by her rants about her cousin Jessica' s lavish gifts and exotic vacations. Tonigh

I gave him everything. Twelve years of my youth, my full Stanford scholarship, a promising career as an analyst at Goldman Sachs – all sacrificed to build his company, NextGen Solutions, from the ground up. I was his co-founder, his COO, the true architect of his vision, working 80-hour weeks for a

Fifty million dollars. My cracked phone screen showed the winning Powerball numbers, confirming an impossible match. Twenty years a ghost, living paycheck to paycheck in a tiny Brooklyn apartment, and now, I held the key to a new life. But the buzz of my phone pulled me back to a familiar nightma