THE BILLIONAIRE'S VENGEFUL WIFE RETURNS
*This book is in the viral competition, support author by gifting power stone, golden ticket, and adding book to library.* . . On the first day of their divorce he said, "She'll be back before midnight." The second day, "She'll be back in three days. It's just one of her stunt to make me mad". The third day, "She cannot do without me so she'll be back in seven days." On the seventh day, "She'll definitely come back within two weeks." After a whole month... "Boss she's really doing it, she's kissed a stranger at the gala." "Catch her and bring her home." . . In her past life she was the good and enduring wife, in this life she became his little devious sin. A pain in the ass and his little ass kicker. "No one dared treat Mr Hamilton the way she did, do you think he would forgive her?" . . Harlow Blackwood was accused and wrongfully killed in her past life by her family and husbands family. But fate had other plans for her. When she returned, Harlow swore to take revenge on the people who killed her children and ended her life. But there was something else in this life. The husband who joined her enemies to attack her in her previous life turned out to dot on her more than ever before. In her past life Harlow was a mighty cook and would prepare food for the entire family, she turned into their slave to please them, yet no one liked her. But in this life... "I am useless hubby, I can't cook, clean, have kids or take care of you... Her hubby smiled. "None of those matters. I can cook, clean, take good care of you and most importantly, give you children. How many are you willing to have?" In her current life, her husband has a huge secret too, what could that be? . . For more info on the book follow me on Instagram @Sspears and Facebook @kourtneysspears.
DEATH CALL 1
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The hot sun burned her skin, but it was nothing compared to the sting of humiliation clawing at her. Slowly, as if in a daze, she began to walk down the long, winding drive.
She tried to ignore the mocking laughter from George, Lia, and Claudia. Indeed she had nothing. She had no money, no house, no family, she was all alone with money. Harlow didn't even know where to start from with her baby. She held her stomach as she walked.
With every step, the weight of shame grew heavier. Her heart pounded painfully in her chest, each beat reminding her of how low she had fallen, how little she had left. And then, from the shadows, she heard the laughter, the cruel, heartless laughter of servants who delighted in her suffering all the same.
Some pointed, others whispered to one another, their voices carrying on the cool night air. She has done nothing to these people, she barely even knew them.
"Look at her," one of them snickered, eyes glinting with malice.
"She's nothing but a disgrace," another murmured, not even bothering to hide the smirk on her lips.
The whispers sliced through her, each one like a fresh wound. She kept her head down, her vision blurring as tears gathered in her eyes, her cheeks burning with shame. Every time she dared glance up, she saw faces of servants twisted in mocking smiles, eyes alight with satisfaction at her misery. Not one looked away. Not one showed her the slightest trace of compassion.
She was alone, utterly and completely alone, surrounded by strangers who would remember this sight of her forever.
All Harlow wanted was to leave the Hamilton estate for good. She couldn't walk on the public road, so she used the private road, meant just for family members only. These parts would save her a little from the humiliation that has decided to plague her day.
She would figure out a way. All she needed was where to stay for tonight and she would figure the rest out. She will make them pay for everything they have done to her.
As Harlow moved slowly down the empty road, a sudden screech cut through the stillness. She barely had time to register the sound before a blinding set of headlights bore down on her, too fast, too close.
She tried to turn, but the impact came before she could react—a brutal force slamming into her and throwing her body through the air. For a brief moment, she felt weightless, suspended in a haze of pain and shock. Then, in an instant, it was over as she crashed against the hard, unyielding trunk of a tree, the force knocking the air from her lungs.
Pain exploded through her body, every nerve flaring with agony as she lay crumpled at the tree's base. Her vision blurred, the afternoon breeze swirling her in and out of focus. Somewhere in the distance, she heard muffled voices, someone shouting, but it felt far away, like a fading echo. She tried to move, but her body refused to respond, each attempt only adding to the searing pain radiating through her limbs.
Her baby...
Is her baby okay?
She couldn't afford to lose another child...