Evelyn finds her self in a precarious situation when both her neighbors want her. The problem is they are two billionaires- who happen to already be in a relationship with each other. After being burned by a very famous recent celebrity ex, she is skeptical. Work isn't helping, what does one say about an author who is unable to write? When it comes down to it and she falls into their carefully crafted web. Will they fix her or will she drown them?
I woke up to the buzz of my phone, that sickly vibration on the bedside table that immediately told me I should've left it on silent. I reached for it anyway, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and letting reality sink its teeth into me, just like it always did.
Evelyn Grey, romance writer and public disgrace.
The screen was flooded with messages, emails, notifications. Half of them were media requests, the other half an ocean of vitriol from Liam's fans. The first message that caught my eye: You'll never be good enough for him, so why don't you disappear like you always do?
I'd spent my career writing about people who clawed their way to the top and fell in love along the way, but now I was the one falling-just not in the way I'd written. I was being gutted, slowly, like a spectacle for everyone to watch.
Two weeks ago, it was all private. Two weeks ago, I was just Evelyn Grey, who happened to be dating the untouchable Liam Wilde. Now I was the predator, the fan-girl-turned-stalker, and Liam, the poor pop star who'd been "duped." And he hadn't even come to my defense. Not once.
The messages kept coming in, each one like a tiny dagger: Clout-chaser. Stay in your lane. Liam deserves better than some washed-up writer.
Washed up. That one stung, probably because it was the most accurate.
My publicist's number blinked on the screen, and before I could talk myself out of it, I picked up. She didn't wait for me to say hello.
"Evelyn, have you seen the latest?"
Of course I had. But I wasn't about to admit that. "What is it now, Holly?"
"Liam released a statement this morning. He's, uh... well, he's denying everything. Said he 'barely knew you' and that whatever happened between you two was 'a regrettable misunderstanding.'"
A pulse of something hot and bitter surged in my chest, burning its way up my throat. "Of course he did."
She hesitated, her silence suddenly heavy. "Look, Evelyn, it's not great. His fans are already tearing you apart on social media. They're calling you... well, a lot of things."
I knew what they were calling me. I could read.
"So what now?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. "Do I vanish and let him get away with it?"
Holly sighed. "Honestly? That might be the smartest move right now. Lay low. Wait for this to blow over. You don't want to fuel the fire."
I forced a laugh, sharp as glass. "And I suppose 'lay low' also means watching my sales tank and pretending like I don't care about the fallout? That I'm not furious?"
"People will forget eventually. Scandals don't last forever."
Tell that to the last fifteen years of my life, spent carefully constructing a reputation that was now crumbling faster than a house of cards.
After I hung up with Holly, I slumped back against the pillows, willing my mind to quiet down, to find some shred of calm in the middle of this mess. But the more I tried, the louder the noise got-the endless notifications, the comments piling up by the second.
I reached for my laptop and pulled up the headlines, each one more sensational than the last:
Liam Wilde's Secret Lover Revealed!
Author Evelyn Grey: Fan or Fraud?
Pop Star Betrayed by Longtime Admirer!
Each article painted me with the same brush-a desperate woman who'd wormed her way into a celebrity's life, and now, into the headlines. They didn't know the truth. They didn't care to know it. It was easier to picture me as the villain, the crazy woman who'd deluded herself into thinking she was anything more than a passing fling.
I closed the laptop and stared at the ceiling, breathing slowly. I knew I should feel something other than this empty fury. Regret, maybe. Shame. But those were luxuries reserved for people with the time to feel them. Right now, I just needed to survive.
And then, the message came.
It was different than the others, cutting through the barrage with a single notification that somehow felt colder than the rest. I clicked it open, my eyes tracing over each word, slow and deliberate.
Stay away from Liam. I know where you live.
There was no name, no face, just the raw, unfiltered malice of someone who wanted me gone. And for the first time since this started, I felt a prickle of fear-the kind that settled in your bones and made you wonder just how much of yourself you'd be willing to sacrifice to make it stop.
Eliana Thorne is forced to marry a shady billionaire by her aunt Livia to save the family's fortune and secure their future. The catch was, the man -Levi Vanderbilt -was dead. In everyone's eye, she was basically a human sacrifice to the Vanderbilt family. Much to her surprise on her wedding night there is a ghost living with her, her dead husband Levi is very much alive- And very unhappy with this new development of having a stranger claim his name and assets. Levi hated Eliana believing she is a pawn but decides to keep up appearances to find out who betrayed him. A drunken night leads to pregnancy, suffocating Levi. Just when Eliana grows tired of the toxic dynamic and constant abuse, she suffers a miscarriage and decides to leave. Until, she finds out Livia's true intentions causing them to fall into an uneasy alliance. Levi promises to kill her if she ever betrays him, but she finds her family's fortune locked in a biometric vault with only accessible by Levi. Slowly, the tensions and passion merge, blurring lines as allies as something romantic develops, can she win the heart of this terrible cold hearted billionaire? Or will their passion cost them something more?
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"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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