Tres_Aguila

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.

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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?


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#Betrayal
#Love triangle
#Revenge
#Weak to strong
#Dark
#Survival
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ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA: BEWARE OF A FIBBING SAINTESS

Raphael woke up and was surprised to find himself seated inside his car and resting his head on the steering wheel. He raised his head and placed his hand across his banging forehead.

"What the hell am I doing here?" Raphael queried himself. Sadly his mind was in a haze. His memory was blank and his body was weak.

When he tried to push open the door of his car, he felt a sharp pain on his right side as if someone kicked him badly on that spot.

"Shit!" Raphael bit down his lower lips in anguish. His banging head seemed to have double momentum as though someone was hitting a gong close to his ear.

"Sir, are you alright?" Raphael heard a sweet female voice ask him.

Raphael did his best to turn his neck in the direction of the voice. He was surprised to see a sexy lady standing beside a red exotic car and staring at him with compassion in her eyes.

"No, I'm not. Can I get a bottle of water?" Raphael's voice was raspy due to dehydration.

Raphael New Friend