Nicole after many failed relationships decided to give up instead of giving in to another shot, she decided to travel to Paris where no one knows her but she never knew that love could also be waiting for her in Paris.
Nicole after many failed relationships decided to give up instead of giving in to another shot, she decided to travel to Paris where no one knows her but she never knew that love could also be waiting for her in Paris.
What seemed like a normal day was fast tuning into a disaster before noon, every tick at time seemed to to send a negative signal and energy but that was just the beginning of fast approaching doom.
Nicole was seated just in front of her small apartment, a lone self contain at the side of the country, she had moved from Qatar a few months ago to Paris where she made a promise to be on her own, work and make money for herself. Her Qatar experience has not been the best because she lost herself in search of love, yet she moved to Paris " A Home Of Love".
The cold was the least of Nicole's problem because she was pumped with adrenaline, something that is like a fickle and would dry up, she knew emotion was the least thing she wanted, yet love never left her alone. Nicole was filled with thoughts about how she can handle her taking a toil in her today's life, she watched the tree branch in her garage swirls its tail and wings like a hen guiding its egg from the grips of danger beyond. She thought about his grip and how he swirls himself all over her and the slimy.... "ouch, I should stop" she reminded herself to not think about it, she shifted her focus to the SUV on the road, the driver must be drunk to have left the car in such a bad shape, ultimately Nicole should have been scared but she is at the place where even death cannot scare her.
The next mind adventure tickled her as she giggled confusedly to an awkward emotion, " am I going crazy?" She asked herself because the situation she found herself should not make her giggle, she has been sad for over 4 months and all of a sudden, she can giggle. She was still thinking of how to step out of the house in search of a new Job since she got relieved of her post as Personal Assistant to the CEO when she got a mail to vacate her residency, oh the mail must have been there for months but Nicole never checks her mail, it turns out that the SUV was not left across the road by any careless driver, it was her landlord who has been waiting for her to come back from work not knowing that she was at home all along. She got distressed but not doe long, because her load was not much and can easily enter one SUV, she crawled into her room still giggling at the two events that was happening to her job and losing her home. She reached out to her phone and scrolled down to call David the CEO of her firm but she quickly remembered that she lost all her benefit this morning after David fired her for not having a hot romantic sex with him. David employed her in the first place because she was hot, a young beautiful queen, he would always call her but his intention was beyond her intellectual prowess but that which is in between her thighs. He had taken her for private meetings in many occasions and insisted they stay in same room, at night he would start frisking his hands around her boobs, " such a pervert " Nicole would conclude. He fired her after he walked into her office and shut the door, then asked her to come and help him pick some things from the drawer, and when Nicole did, he quickly grabbed her waist and started rubbing it, Nicole felt irritated not because David was ugly but because David is a married man with two kids. She pulled away from him but David was determined to have her that morning, he approached her again and held her head across the table before trying to loosen her belt, then Nicole had a flash back of what her step father did to her at younger age and quickly grabbed a mug beside the table and hit David in his head, then a little drop of blood to splashes of blood. When David realized himself, he called her an expensive slut and fired her, he made sure that in her line of work, she may never get a good job because of the kind of review he wrote about her. He had written that she is a home wrecker who wants to force herself on him, the whole staff of the firm believed David who was the CEO because he sounded like a victim. On the other side of it, Nicole was speechless and showed no emotion rather she packed her and left.
Well, she tried to access her fund from the company that just relieved her of her duty, but she realized that the funds had been blocked, turned out that David lied to her wife who happens to be a co founder of the organization and she blocked Nicole from accessing her funds. Nicole was left with nothing except her savings which cannot get her a house for long and still be able to feed her till then.
She took a deep breath and called her landlord who was sitting outside her house on his SUV, and decided to renegotiate her expired rent but the man was determined for her to move out. Well, I won't blame the man, he sent me a notice two months ago and I didn't respond, so he cam do anything legal to me, Nicole thought. She contacted some agents and set out to find a new house but her target was still the same, it must be a house standing alone without neighbors and it must be out of town or a place far from public nuisance. She looked at the bricks on the wall, something she fancies a lot because each time one is taking a toil on her body, she would look at the bricks and smile down. Nicole hated for love was not something that has been there rather it was developed after the incident of her last relationship.
"Precious was forced to live with her stepmother and stepsiblings, who despised everything she represented. In her own father's house, she was treated like an outsider and constantly threatened by her stepmother. Despite her beauty attracting many suitors after she finished school, none married her. Her stepmother and stepsiblings would spread lies, claiming that Precious had been previously married and had children. Eventually, Precious met Prince Nathan, but just days before their wedding, the same lie was told, leading to its cancellation. Heartbroken, Precious fled and tried to start a new life. Meanwhile, Prince Nathan, almost marrying one of her stepsisters, discovered the truth—that they had lied about Precious."
Bennie decided to remain a virgin until the day she married, she had an upbringing that one of a woman's pride is in her virginity so she opted to stay a virgin till her wedding night. The wedding night finally came and she was about to make love with her husband, Scott when armed robbers broke in and knocked Scott out of misery; they took all their money and valuables but before they left, they all took turns in raping Bennie. The husband pleaded with them but they never listened to him, rather they tied him up and made him to watch as they gang-raped his newly wedded wife who was still a virgin.
Alice traveled to her best friend Viola's house to prepare for her college entrance exam. However, Viola was not at home, and Alice found herself waiting with Viola's brother, Sam, who had long harbored feelings for her. Sam offered Alice a drink, secretly adding some substances to it to incapacitate her. Regrettably, Alice fell asleep, and Sam engaged in non-consensual sexual ( Rape) activity with her. Following this traumatic experience, Alice has struggled emotionally, making it challenging for her to trust men. She has even faced moments of despair, attempting suicide multiple times due to the aftermath of the incident. She deeply regrets her visit to Viola's house, especially since she had previously chosen to remain abstinent but was violated by Sam. The question remains: Can Alice ever open herself up to love again? She has turned down numerous suitors and developed a significant mistrust of the male gender.
An FBI agent working with the Military force in person of Inspector Michael who lost his family with no concrete evidence on what led to their demise. However, his father left him a two pages note which were in codes, his job is to unravel the codes, get to know those involved in his death. His ability to unravel the puzzle behind the scroll will answer all of his answers. In the process of fulfilling his mission, he met with different kinds of women who played different roles for him in accomplishing his mission.
"I'm watching you, your soul is mine", he was terrified as he watched the figures disappear yet a reverberating echoes of "...mine". The Lucy is a horror novel that introduces a family of seven all men, in a bid to get a girl to their family, they adopted a cute disturbed girl from St. Mary's orphanage. Read more about this story as things unfold.
Since she was ten, Noreen had been by Caiden's side, watching him rise from a young boy into a respected CEO. After two years of marriage, though, his visits home grew rare. Gossip among the wealthy said he despised her. Even his beloved mocked her hopes, and his circle treated her with scorn. People forgot about her decade of loyalty. She clung to memories and became a figure of ridicule, worn out from trying. They thought he'd won his freedom, but he dropped to his knees and begged, "Noreen, you're the only one I love." Leaving behind the divorce papers, she walked away.
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
For three years, I documented the slow death of my marriage in a black journal. It was my 100-point divorce plan: for every time my husband, Blake, chose his first love, Ariana, over me, I deducted points. When the score hit zero, I would leave. The final points vanished the night he left me bleeding out from a car crash. I was eight weeks pregnant with the child we had prayed for. In the ER, the nurses frantically called him-the star surgeon of the very hospital I was dying in. "Dr. Santos, we have a Jane Doe, O-negative, bleeding out. She's pregnant, and we're about to lose them both. We need you to authorize an emergency blood transfer." His voice came over the speaker, cold and impatient. "I can't. My priority is Miss Whitfield. Do what you can for the patient, but I can't divert anything right now." He hung up. He condemned his own child to death to ensure his ex-girlfriend had resources on standby after a minor procedure.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, "Do you think you deserve it?" Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, "Marry me?"
For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. "You're angry?" he growls. "Angry enough to commit murder," she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.
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