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Infertile by Her Hand, Pregnant by My Husband
The day I'm exposed as a fake heiress of a wealthy family, the real heiress, Rowena Fairchild, storms into the house and stabs me repeatedly in the abdomen. She robs me of my chance to ever become a mother. My fiance, Thaddeus Crowley, flies into a rage, and my parents also rush to declare that they'll never acknowledge her. To appease me, Thaddeus proposes to me almost immediately, and my parents even issue a document officially cutting ties with Rowena. They tell me to just focus on my recovery. Later, they tell me that Rowena has fled overseas and has been sold to Corovia, a country up north. They say it's karma, and I believe them. It isn't until six years into my marriage that I see the woman who's supposed to be suffering in Corovia. She's nestled in my now-husband's arms, heavily pregnant. Sighing, she says, "If I hadn't lost my temper and made that mistake six years ago, it wouldn't have been Marisol who married you. "It's a good thing you, Mom, and Dad all took my side. Otherwise, I would've been sent to prison by that fraud. I bet that damn imposter never once imagined that I've been living under her nose all these years, or that I'm carrying your child. "Once I give birth, you can just find an excuse to adopt the baby. Then that fraud can spend the rest of her life as the nanny to my child. "Thank you for everything you've done these past years, Thaddeus." Her loving gaze makes Thaddeus' cheeks flush red. "Don't say that. Marrying her was the only way to keep your reputation intact. As long as you're safe and happy, everything I do is worth it." As it turns out, the husband I believe to be my true love has been lying to me all along, and my parents have only just been covering for their real daughter, too. In that case, I don't want any of them anymore.
Contracted Mate To Alpha Konan
EXCERPT"Madeline, you are still pregnant, aren't you?"I stared at her, she was still—unresponsive."Madeline, the baby is still in there, inside your god-damned womb, isn't he, my voice rising several decibels."Still, no response."Madeline!!!," I growled. I demand an answer. You are still with my child, right?"This time, she looked up at me, fear flickering in her eyes, and I could see the defiance there too.She responded with a negative shake of her head.I just laughed, a cold humorless laughter. I was mad."I-i am so sorry alpha Konan," she stammered, her voice nearly a whisper. "I didn't mean for this to happen."I scoffed. Did she just say sorry?"Madeline, O Madeline!!!""Sorry doesn't bring back my baby. it doesn't make up for your incompetence.""You did too much wrong things at once Madeline. You breached the contract Madeline, you lost my baby and took the ability for me to sire a heir because of your carelessness....**** Because of an unintended one night stand sex with Alpha Konan, the newly installed cruel alpha of Oceanwolf pack, Madeline a servant girl lost her virginity and got pregnant for his child. Alpha Konan got to know about it and since a pregnancy was needed to establish his power in the pack, he decided to contract her to be his mate, and she got no say in it. The pregnancy they both depended on was lost and everything took a turn for the worse. Will Madeline be able to survive the punishment meted out on her? In this story, a web of love, loyalty and adventure is formed. Will the poor servant girl and the cruel Alpha be able to pull through, each answering the call of eternal unbroken love amidst all difficulties?
Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
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