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ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA: BEWARE OF A FIBBING SAINTESS

Warning; Mature Content (r18) If you are given the option to choose between being comforted by a lie or being hurt by the truth, which would you pick? Remember, one lie has the power to taint a thousand truths. ---------------- Abigail Woods, Abby for short, is a beautiful and strong-willed girl born out of wedlock to a poor and struggling mother. From a young age, she craved the genuine love of a father. However, life plays a cruel game on her when she ends up with a pedophile stepfather and a heartless stepsister. After years of enduring abuse, Abby flees her past life on her twenty-first birthday and starts a new life in a faraway countryside as Stella Peterson. For one whole year, Abby, now Stella, adopted the fake identity of a local farm girl and worked for the Dawsons as a vine dresser. Everything was perfect for Stella until she crosses paths with two wealthy and handsome gentlemen, who are both rivals in the same line of business. Both young men are tenacious and want Stella as a wife. But Stella's falsehoods and past are out to hunt her. How far is Stella willing to go, to keep her real identity a secret? Would she succeed in her mission or would karma come calling? ********* #Betrayal #Love triangle #Revenge #Weak to strong #Dark #Survival ********** Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my third book and I am thrilled to share it with you all. It is dedicated to all my fateful old and new readers who love a good face slapping novel. Note: This is a slow burn romance novel. Please add this book to your collection list, drop a review, and vote. The book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to the talented designer. Do not forget to check out my first book; A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

Tres_Aguila · Urban
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A Gorgeous Bride

Abigail woke up to the gentle patter of rain upon her window, droplets yet to scatter the nascent rays of the rising sun. She sprawled on the bed, caressing the soft sheet as her eyes fluttered open. 

"Adrian..." She called sweetly turning her head to the opposite side but he wasn't beside her. 

"Adrian," Abigail lazily rolled out of the bed, holding the sheet up to cover her nudeness. She looked towards the bedside table and saw some freshly picked wild roses. Beside the roses was a folded handwritten note.

Abigail's face brightened up as she picked up the roses and brought them up to her nose. She closed her eyes and inhaled the natural aphrodisiac scent of the rose flower as memories of the previous night with her lover drifted across her mind.