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The Gold Diggings of Cape Horn by John R. Spears

"Watch where you're going, don't be so clumsy! This shirt cost more than your entire wardrobe!" This was the point where I should have walked off but the tigress in me had awakened. My initial nervousness turned to defensiveness. "Hey, it was an accident! No need to be rude about it." The man's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing. "Rude? You think you can just spill whatever the fuck that was on me and then mouth off? You're lucky I'm not suing you for damages." My anger flared. "Well, instead of investing in a better shirt, maybe you should consider a better attitude!" Conceited. Dangerous. Sexy. Three words, one man. When single mother and writer Elena Jenson takes a job as a secretary to billionaire and CEO of Ross Globals, Gabriel Ross, she's drawn into a world of luxury, class and desire. As their forbidden attraction grows and he weaves his way into her complicated life, she learns about his past and does something to break his trust. Would they find their way back to each other? How would Lena get him to trust her again?

"Her body was the price. His obsession was the cost." Mona is out of options. With her mother's life hanging in the balance, she'll do anything for the money-even if it means striking a deal with a venomous socialite who wants to destroy Ian Harrison,the most powerful-and dangerous-billionaire in the city. The plan is simple: Get close. Get caught. Get paid. Easy right? WRONG. One staged photo leads to a night of rough hands, whispered threats, and pleasure that borders on pain. The deeper Mona falls into his world of power, deceit, and seduction,the more she realizes-this game was never hers to win. Now, the only way out is to play by HIS rules. But Ian doesn't play fair. Will Mona escape or will she surrender?

My husband, Mark, GreenScape' s CEO, always prioritized his ambition, and I quietly supported him, sacrificing my own dreams. I meticulously managed our flagship Willow Creek project, pouring months of my life into it. Mark claimed to be in Boulder for a crucial zoning appeal. But then, an Instagram post shattered that illusion: Mark, playing 'eco-warrior' in Denver with Ashley, our new coordinator, her hand on his arm, a gushing caption highlighting her initiative. I "liked" the post. Immediately, Mark called, furious, accusing me of mocking Ashley and ordering me to retract it. Later, Ashley posted a victim statement on our company portal, subtly implicating me. Mark demanded a public apology, threatening to pull me from Willow Creek. My colleagues turned away. Mocking her? I, who truly understood hard work, was being gaslit by a man who dismissed my severe allergies as "drama." The blatant threats, years of neglect, and casual disregard for our marriage solidified into one cold, unyielding truth. This wasn't about an Instagram post; it was about him. They expected an apology, me to grovel. I closed the portal, a quiet, chilling resolve settling in. Little did Mark or Ashley know, my escape plan was already set. Our divorce papers were signed months ago-by him-back when he was too consumed by Ashley' s manufactured crises to even notice. My real project was complete. It was time for his world to unravel.

Sabrina Ventimiglia gave her all to her marriage, only to be met with disrespect, betrayal and damaged reputation. Two years with him and all she was left with were divorce papers and a name dragged through the mud. With no one to turn to, she finds herself meeting with the one man from her past she had never expected to see again: Luca McCorkindale-CEO of Luca Airline & Transportation. He offered her a way out, a chance to reclaim her name-but it came with a price. Marriage. After enduring nothing but heartbreak in her previous marriage, would Sabrina be willing to get married again?? Most importantly, would she be willing to return back to the man she had once left behind all in the name of desperation??

Second book of ' Second Chance ' séries Synopsis Elsie Ross had only one thing she wanted from her marriage to Aiden Scott, and that was a divorce! But he would not give her that and let her be with her true love, Henry Rowan. Until he did. Unfortunately, she realized his selfless love too late. She was raped and tortured, and all her assets were stolen by her evil cousin, Trixson Dale and her boyfriend Henry Rowan. But there was another person, a mastermind. The one who killed her and Aiden Scott. Luckily, the heavens heard her cry, and she was reborn. With only two aims. 1. To make the evildoers pay for their crimes. 2. To dote on her husband and son. But what happens when she finds out that she is not the only one reborn?

"Why can't you marry me???? Do you love someone else???" In the wedding of the most powerful person in the country. Everybody was delighted to be his guest but when his bride ran away he asked his secretary to marry him. His reputation was at stake but she loved someone else and was going to marry him the next week. she was afraid to say No to her Boss but she had to say that. "I am sorry sir. I can't tell you the reason." "Do you have any idea whom you are rejecting??? Look around all those girls in that row are willing to marry me without asking any questions. They know the perks of being my wife. Don't you want that too???" "I know sir but I am sorry I can't say yes. I have someone else in my life." she didn't know this would hit her Boos's ego. He was stubborn everybody knew that. "Now, I am gonna marry only you. call your boyfriend here. if in an hour he gets here I will let you go but if not." he smiled devilishly. ============================================================================== In the night! He entered his room and his bride was sitting in the bed. She was afraid of him and that wasn’t unexpected for him. She was trying to go as far away from the bed as possible and was about to fall into that heavy dress when he grabbed her. “Why are you scared of me??? I haven’t done anything to you. Not yet at least." He smiled evilly. She was now shaking and was reminding all those times when his boss had sex with girls all night and she was listening to their screams all night while staying in the next room. She wasn't expecting any less torture as he was anything but a kind man. She just gave up as he took off his clothes in front of him. She knew no one could save her. She was now acting like a pigeon closing her eyes so the cat wouldn’t see her. He got closer to her half-naked. “Tell me who’s more important to you than me???” She wanted to say her lover's name which his boss didn't let enter the wedding venue and he ran away to save his life. “Okay fine. I will find that lover of yours and will kill him in front of you. I will make you mine after that. Now you are my property No one else can touch you." He held her face in his palm and brought her close to him. "Listen, wife! I would prioritize my reputation above everything so if you dared ruin that. Your grave will be next to your lover. Now!!! Come on take off your clothes. I don’t have time to spare.”

On our sixth wedding anniversary, I sat at a cold dining table, waiting with a luxury watch I had spent months sourcing for my husband. But a vehicle tracker led me to an upscale restaurant, where he was throwing a lavish party for his "sick" assistant, Jasmine. What shattered me wasn't just the family heirloom he fastened around her neck. It was seeing our six-year-old daughter happily cutting the cake for her, forming a perfect family portrait. When they returned home, my daughter angrily accused me of ruining their night. Then, my assistant handed me a file revealing a sickening truth: Jasmine was infertile. The wealthy Harris family only married me so I could be a womb to breed a pure-blood heir. Conrad even bought Jasmine a replica of our mansion and let her wear a copy of my custom wedding dress. When I confronted them and tore the stolen gown off her, my own daughter violently shoved me into a sharp wooden banister. "You're a bad woman! Stop hurting Aunt Jasmine!" she shrieked. Writhing in agony, I watched my husband wrap his jacket around his weeping mistress, completely ignoring my injured back. He carried her away, while my daughter casually kicked the scattered diamonds from my ruined dress like dirt. Years ago, I nearly died taking a fatal blow for him, yet he gave Jasmine the credit and treated me like disposable trash. As I watched them walk away, my heart finally turned to ash. I slowly stood up, pulled out my phone, and called the world's top oncologist to cancel Jasmine's life-saving surgery. If they wanted her to live, it would cost them exactly fifty percent of their family empire.

Left wounded and alone, Savage must navigate a treacherous world filled with danger and betrayal. As she seeks revenge against the pack that destroyed her life, she discovers hidden powers within herself and allies in unexpected places. With every step closer to her ultimate goal, Savage's determination and resilience are put to the test, forcing her to confront her own inner demons and redefine what it means to be truly savage.

Murder that makes a friend lose his life.But the perpetrator lives happily and peacefully.But the main character will find out and give retribution to the perpetrator.

Mia and Her Fellow final year students were kidnapped from school during their Extension classes by the Bandits who were trying to take over their country, out of the over hundred students that were kidnapped only Mia and two other students survived. Question: How did they Survive?

For three years, I played the perfect, obedient wife to billionaire Donovan Sterling, filling his grand estate with his favorite white roses. But the moment his true love returned, he threw a divorce agreement on the table and told me to get out. He offered a pitiful ten million dollars to buy back my youth. When I demanded the shares he legally promised, he pinned me against the marble vanity, violently punishing my defiance. The humiliation only escalated. Forced to attend a final family dinner, his true love deliberately pulled us both into the freezing estate pool, screaming that I had pushed her. I couldn't swim. As icy water filled my lungs, I saw Donovan dive in. A foolish flicker of hope ignited, but he swam right past my thrashing body, desperately pulling her to safety while I sank into the dark depths. When a bodyguard finally dragged me out, Donovan's family surrounded me with disgusted glares, accusing me of attempted murder. Looking at my husband tenderly wrapping his jacket around the woman who just framed me, the last bit of warmth in my heart turned to ash. He didn't know I was secretly carrying his child, and now, he never would. I didn't cry or beg for his trust. "Bring up the security footage from the pool cameras," I told the family patriarch calmly. It was time to take my hundred million dollars and walk away forever.

My parents forced me to marry Him for their business. I never wanted to do it. Three years later, I can finally be free! The time has come for me to seek my happiness, do what I always wanted, and not think about my parents or have them hovering over me. Once I manage to sign the divorce papers, I will leave this country and never return... My name is Mason, and I'm currently 34 years old. Three years ago, I got married because my parents forced me to. I have always loved the same woman, the one who isn't and never was my wife. Today, I am finally free, and I can be happy with the love of my life. I have everything planned; everything is going to be perfect... Or so I thought. What happens when you realize you no longer love the person you thought was the love of your life? Is it possible to get back with an ex-partner? Is it possible to start having feelings for my ex-wife?

He needed a wife to save his empire. I needed the money to save my future. Our marriage was supposed to be pure business... until our practiced kisses started feeling painfully real. ----------- As a wedding planner, I, Elena Torres, know a fake smile from a mile away. I just never thought I'd be wearing one in my own wedding photos. When reclusive billionaire Alexander Thorne offers me two million dollars to be his contract bride for one year, it's a simple deal: I play the perfect, doting wife to secure his merger, and I walk away with a fortune. The rules are clear: No real feelings. No messy attachments. Just cold, hard cash and a stunning diamond ring for the cameras. But the moment he pulls me close for our first "practice" kiss, a shocking spark ignites between us. His protective arm around me stops being an act, and the warmth in his storm-gray eyes looks terrifyingly genuine. Now, I'm falling for my own fake husband. And with paparazzi hunting our every move and his powerful family waiting for me to slip up, this marriage of convenience is becoming dangerously inconvenient for my heart. Can a love built on a lie ever become real? Or will our billion-dollar deal end in the most expensive heartbreak of all? A full-length, steamy billionaire romance featuring a marriage of convenience, fake dating, forced proximity, and a guaranteed happily ever after.

Wu Jiayi came back to J City after becoming a millionaire with her cute little princess. Filled with hatred for her stepmother, she vowed to destroy the Wu family. Her ex-husband sour because of her out-of-the-blue departure ambushes her and falls in love with her again. He discovers that they have a little daughter that recently learned how to walk. "Young master Tang, your ex-wife is designing the new beach resorts for the top companies," one person said. "Sir, the Ex madam is the top architect bishop," his PA told him. "Wu Jiayi, where is my daughter?" he asked. "What daughter?" she didn't plan on telling him anything.

Falling asleep on live TV was bad. Becoming an internet meme? Even worse. When news anchor Susan Carter is sabotaged and blacklisted, her career seems over until billionaire tech mogul Mike H. Lane offers her a lifeline. But Mike has secrets of his own, and Susan soon finds herself tangled in a mafia ties, shocking family revelation of her father, and the betrayals. Will two very different individuals find love in the midst of the chaos?

Heartbroken, as Scott leaves her to be with Samantha, Charm loses herself and becomes depressed. Her best friend Trisha introduces her to Her Revenge Goddess. As everything turns out and goes out smoothly for her. Charm Finds out after some secrets are unveiled that her Goddess could be the cause of her happiness or sadness. Now she's faced with a hard choice to hurt or To be hurt.

My wedding day was supposed to be the moment my love story with Liam played out on giant screens for all of Nashville to see. Instead, those screens showed something very different: my fiancé, Liam, shamelessly hooking up with my own cousin, Savannah, at his bachelor party. The chapel descended into shocked silence. Liam grabbed my arm, whispering denials, while Savannah sat sobbing in the front row, a pathetic mess. But the hickeys on their necks told the whole brutal truth. I calmly walked to the microphone, called off the wedding, and left them to face the circus they created. He tried to play the remorseful fiancé, showing up with flowers I was allergic to and Savannah's favorite BBQ, not mine. He stalked me, pleading for "one more chance," even using me as a bet to impress Savannah. Every interaction twisted the knife, confirming years of quiet betrayals I'd ignored. Why did I believe his lies for so long? Why did I allow myself to be a third wheel at my own anniversary dinner, or cook for him only to be met with his and Savannah's mockery? The humiliation was suffocating, the anger a fire in my gut. But then, a new thought ignited within me. I picked up my guitar not to write a sad song, but a war declaration. This wasn't heartbreak; it was a reckoning. And I was just getting started.

Today was my four-year anniversary with Chace. He told me to wear my white dress for a surprise he had planned. I spent all afternoon getting ready, practicing my "Yes," certain he was finally going to propose. But when I arrived at the hotel ballroom, the banner read, "Congratulations, Chace & Karyn." In front of all their friends and family, he got down on one knee and proposed to his childhood friend, Karyn Warren. He used his mother's heirloom ring—the one he once showed me, saying it was for the woman he would spend his life with. He then introduced me, his girlfriend of four years, as "a very good friend." His new fiancée smiled sweetly and told me their marriage would be an open one, giving me permission to stay on as his mistress. I overheard him telling his friend his real plan: "Karyn is my wife for show, but Ember can be my woman on the side for fun." He thought I would just accept being his toy. He was wrong. I pulled out my phone and texted a number I'd never dared to call before—the executor of my estranged father's will. "I need to claim my inheritance." His reply was instant. "Of course, Ms. Ford. The stipulation is a marriage to me. Are you ready to proceed?" "Yes," I typed back. My life with Chace was over.

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