Reese

After six years of loving Julian Grayson and literally keeping him alive with her rare blood donations, Hazel Ashworth is just three days away from becoming his wife when he calls to cancel their wedding. 
The reason? Her half-sister Ivy has been diagnosed with terminal cancer and her dying wish is to marry Julian instead. Hazel watches in horror as Julian takes her handcrafted wedding dress to Ivy, who plans to wear it while stealing not just Hazel's fiancé, but her entire wedding—same venue, same date, even the same cake flavor. 
It's a devastating replay of their childhood, where Ivy's mother Eleanor destroyed Hazel's family by seducing her father and driving her mother to suicide, then spent years pushing Hazel out while Ivy took everything that was once hers. 
But this time, Hazel refuses to break like her mother did. She demands Julian's entire company and two million dollars as compensation, then shows up at the hospital to deliver Ivy's "wedding gift" in the most explosive way possible.
As Ivy plays the perfect dying victim and Julian remains blind to her manipulation, Hazel begins to suspect that her half-sister's illness might not be as terminal as everyone believes. When Ivy has the audacity to ask Hazel to witness her wedding to Julian, the gloves come off completely. 
Now Hazel must decide how far she's willing to go to expose the truth and reclaim what's rightfully hers, even if it means destroying the man she once loved in the process.

The Billionaire Backs Me Up

Chapter 76 - An Awkward Ride and a Model's Surprising Past


As Damien settled into the backseat beside me, I suddenly realized Chloe's plan was even more devious than I'd thought. Instead of sliding in from the other side as expected, Chloe swung open the door and gestured toward the middle seat.


"Hazel, would you mind taking the middle? I need the window seat for my, um, motion sickness."


I gaped at her. "I thought you said you get carsick in the back?"


Chloe waved dismissively. "Oh, that too. But the window helps tremendously."


Before I could argue further, she was already climbing in, effectively forcing me to scoot over. I found myself wedged between the Sterling siblings, acutely aware of Damien's thigh pressed against mine in the confines of the luxurious but suddenly too-small backseat.


"Comfortable?" Damien asked, his deep voice sending ripples down my spine.
