Paschalinelily

“Where do you think you are going with those bags?” Xander interrogated as soon as he cornered her.

“Of course, I’m leaving you!” She said, standing her ground, despite the fear in her eyes.

“Why?”

“You forgot to mention how dangerous you were.”

Xander let out a deep throaty chuckle. “Sweetheart, you didn’t ask.”

“I don’t care! I don’t want to be a part of this anymore!” She insisted.

Xander shook his head. “Too late. We are already married. You now belong to me, and divorce is out of the question.”

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Aurora Swift’s world shatters when Owen—her boyfriend of five years—breaks up with her via text. The betrayal deepens when she finds out he’s also getting engaged to her half-sister, Olivia Swift on the same day.

Heartbroken and filled with rage, Aurora has a one-night stand with Xander Scott, Owen’s enigmatic uncle and the youngest billionaire in the country. When the fling leads to a marriage proposal from Xander with a promise to help her get her revenge, Aurora finds it hard to refuse.

However, Aurora soon realizes that this is anything but a whirlwind romance.

Xander Scott hides more secrets than Aurora knows, and the dangers that follow his mysterious identity soon bring about complications in their marriage. 

When Xander’s secret identity comes to light, will Aurora choose to remain in the marriage as her love for him has grown in depth, or let it drive them apart?

Trapped in a Secret Marriage with a Dangerous Billionaire

The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

New Werewolf Novel

The scent of braised pork and honey-glazed ribs filled the dining area as Aurora and Abigail enjoyed their dinner together. The ambiance was peaceful, the occasional clinking of cutlery against porcelain plates breaking the silence.

Then, just as Aurora took another bite of her meal, Abigail dropped the bombshell.

"I'm going clubbing tonight," she announced casually, stuffing two pieces of braised pork into her mouth.

Aurora blinked, fork suspended mid-air. "What?"

Abigail swallowed, looking at her with an arched brow. "Aura, today is Friday. You don't expect me to stay home when I'm not buried in work."

Aurora narrowed her eyes. "I thought you came to spend the weekend with me?"

"I did," Abigail nodded, flashing her a sweet smile. "And that's why we're going together."

Aurora nearly choked on her water. "You want to take me—a pregnant woman—to the club?"

Ready for Clubbing