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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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Is That My Rival?

It was a night of joy, celebration, and family reunion as every member of the Dawson large family assembled in the banquet hall-like dining room.

The atmosphere in the dining room was filled with laughter and excitement as members of the large family which encompasses; grandparents, parents, children, inlaws, and friends sat down to a mouth-watering feast.

The dining table was beautifully decorated with exotic golden and silver dish wares, which glistened under the large crystal chandelier. Also, an array of sumptuous local and foreign cuisine further added beauty to the already captivating table.

Due to the boisterous laughter and chatter in the room, one could mistake the Dawson mansion as the center of the Rosaltan Ville harvest celebration.

The head of the Dawson family, the grey-haired old but very energetic Arnold Dawson sat majestically at the host seat. While his most cherished wife, Perla Dawson, fondly called Mina, sat at his right-hand side.