A Father's Betrayal: The Marrow

After years of marriage, Adrian Foster still only spoke to me in bed. The moment he got out of it, the warmth vanished, replaced by cold indifference. I, Nora Bennett, had endured it all in silence, hoping that if I stayed obedient, he might show our daughter, Nina Foster, a little more care. Yet in his eyes, Sophia Graham was his one and only-the woman he put on a pedestal, shielding and indulging her at every turn. For her child, he had even taken my daughter's bone marrow. In that moment, I finally understood. I was nothing more than a pawn in his battle with the woman he truly loved. So I stopped holding on. I took my daughter and left without hesitation.

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Faced with Adrian's questioning, Julian remained composed. Without drawing attention to it, he stepped slightly in front of me, shielding me as he explained calmly.

"Nina's leukemia flared up. She couldn't stop bleeding. Nora couldn't reach you, so she had no choice but to ask me to bring them here."

Hearing the reproach in his friend's tone, Adrian finally noticed the glaring words above the emergency room—In Surgery.

Being called out for failing as a husband in front of others made him feel a flicker of shame. For a moment, he even forgot the irritation he had felt seeing his wife standing beside his friend.

"I was just here with Sophia to check on Mia. I was about to head back soon." Adrian added, a hint of unease in his voice, "Nora just panics when she's worried. It was nothing serious—sorry you had to make the trip."

"Nothing serious? Adrian, do you even have a heart?!"

That careless remark shattered everything I had been suppressing—grief, despair, anger. Thinking of my daughter still fighting for her life, I lost control completely and rushed forward, slapping Adrian hard across the face.

Adrian's head snapped to the side, shock written all over his face.

He had never imagined that his obedient wife would lay a hand on him in public.

"Nora, have you lost your mind?"

"I have lost my mind! I should've gone crazy a long time ago!"

I met Adrian's disbelieving gaze, tears spilling over.

"Do you even realize this? Our daughter almost died! When she asked me where her father was—where were you? I was wondering—how did a perfectly scheduled bone marrow suddenly get taken by an emergency case? So it was you—you took your own daughter's life-saving bone marrow and gave it to someone else's child!"

I stared at him, every word deliberate. "Adrian, you knew Nina didn't have time—and you still did this. You also knew my body couldn't handle another pregnancy—it could be dangerous. And yet, you still chose Sophia! For the past week, while you were taking care of that child after her surgery… you probably didn't spare even a single second to think about our daughter."

Adrian froze, turning his head away to hide his guilt.

Sophia stepped forward, gently inspecting the red mark on his face.

"Mrs. Foster, no matter what, you can't just hit him! Adrian, he—"

"This is between me and my husband. Since when does a mistress get to speak?"

My gaze swept over her, cold and sharp.

Sophia shifted uncomfortably, finally stepping away instead of clinging to Adrian.

"Calm down." Julian stepped forward, gently patting my shoulder. "Your child needs you."

Those simple words snapped me back to my senses.

Nina… my poor girl.

If I had found the courage sooner—if I hadn't held onto even the slightest hope for Adrian—would she have been spared all this?

My whole body trembled uncontrollably. I could barely catch my breath.

I was furious at myself, furious at Adrian—and terrified of losing my daughter.

At that moment, the emergency room doors opened.

The doctor stepped out, exhaustion written all over his face.

I was so panicked I could barely stand. Someone steadied me, and I staggered forward, trembling as I rushed to the doctor to ask about my daughter.

"The child is out of danger. It's fortunate she was brought in on time. If you had arrived any later, the consequences could have been devastating."

Hearing that Nina was out of danger, I finally let out a breath. Wiping away my tears, I walked over to her bedside.

Adrian's expression grew complicated. Just as he was about to follow me to Nina's room, Sophia grabbed his arm.

"Adrian, Mia is still in the emergency room. She barely made it through the surgery. What if the rejection causes the transplant to fail? What am I supposed to do?"

Sophia broke down in tears, her face streaked with them. Adrian couldn't bring himself to leave her.

He comforted Sophia in a gentle voice, yet his eyes followed the retreating figures of Nina and me, caught in hesitation.

At that moment, he caught sight of Julian still standing nearby and had no choice but to ask him for help.

"Julian, I can't leave Sophia alone. I'll have to trouble you to look after Nora and Nina tonight."

Even he felt a flicker of embarrassment after saying that.

Julian frowned, his gaze passing over the two of them before he finally turned and walked toward Nina's room.

"Mr. Lane, you've already done so much today. You should go back and rest. I can handle the rest on my own."

I had already expected that Adrian wouldn't follow.

That last trace of hope I once held dissolved completely into the storm outside.

"No rush. I don't have anything pressing today. I'll leave once Nina is stable."

I said nothing more, my mind focused entirely on Nina.

In the room, once Nina was settled, I stayed by her side, not daring to step away for even a moment.

"You should go change your clothes first. I noted everything the nurse said just now. I'll watch over her for you."

Julian handed me a bag. Seeing my surprise, he added, "I had my assistant pick this up based on your size. It should fit. You'll catch a cold staying in wet clothes."

Only then did I realize I was still wearing his coat. I didn't refuse this time.

After changing into dry clothes, Julian brought me a bowl of hot porridge.

"I got you some porridge to warm you up. Eat it while it's hot."

After everything that had happened that night, I was starving. I didn't bother being polite anymore.

After finishing the bowl, I felt a little more like myself again.

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8.4

Rising From Ashes: The Architect's Comeback

8.4

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9.6

Tamed by my Ruthless Biker

9.6

Chloe Decker has spent her whole life trying to stay out of trouble especially the kind that rides a motorcycle, wears a leather jacket, and smirks like the world belongs to him. Unfortunately, that trouble has a name: Alfie. They go to the same school, live in the same town, and hate each other with a passion that could burn down the world. He's the arrogant son of the Black Fangs MC President, while she's the quiet girl who wants nothing to do with the club or its reckless members. But when a cruel prank, a dangerous secret, and one unexpected night throw them together, Chloe's world begins to unravel. Alfie isn't just the ruthless biker everyone fears he's also the boy who can't stop looking at her like she's the only thing keeping him alive. Every fight between them feels like a spark. Every touch feels like a threat. And soon, their hate turns into something much darker and much harder to control. In a world filled with roaring engines, loyalty, and betrayal, love was never supposed to happen especially not between enemies. But fate has other plans, and Chloe will soon discover that sometimes, the most dangerous hearts are the ones that were meant for you all along.

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8.1

The Blood of The Hollow Moon

8.1

In a fractured world where emotion fuels magic and silence seals fate, Seren-Threadless and unclaimed-awakens a power long forgotten. When the Crimson Court attacks and the Maw begins to stir, she must navigate dominions ruled by wolves, witches, vampires, and Keepers, each bound by ancient threads of memory and grief. But Seren is no ordinary girl. She carries a crystal of bound silence, survives the Trial of the Moonbound, and becomes Driftbound-able to weave emotion itself. As war looms and Umbros, the sealed god of silence, begins to awaken, Seren must choose: destroy what remains of the world, or become the thread that binds it. Epic, lyrical, and haunting, Blood of the Hollow Moon is a tale of fractured magic, forgotten memory, and the courage to become more than fate intended.

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8.7

The Ghost Heiress: My Dangerous Double Life

8.7

I spent ten years living in a rusted trailer in Upstate New York, enduring the stench of stale cigarettes and the Millers' constant abuse. They called me a useless leech and a parasite, never realizing I was simply a top-tier operative known as "Ghost" waiting for the signal to return to my real life. The breaking point came when the Millers threw my muddy duffel bag into the dirt and shrieked at me to get out. As I walked away, a massive explosion leveled their home behind me, and a black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up to the curb. A man in white gloves opened the door and addressed me as "Miss Vance," announcing that my billionaire parents were finally waiting for me. But my homecoming was far from a fairytale. My biological mother was dying of heart failure, and my cousin Victoria publicly humiliated me, calling me "trailer trash" and mocking my lack of education. To make matters worse, I was forced into an engagement with Julian Sterling, a ruthless CEO who despised the idea of marrying a "charity case" like me. No one knew that the "meek" girl they pitied was leading a double life. While Victoria tried to shame me at dinner parties, I was busy infiltrating elite clubs in tactical bodysuits and stealing encrypted drives from Russian arms dealers. I had to play the role of the helpless, boring daughter while my own fiancé hunted the mysterious thief who had pinned him against a wall and kissed him breathless in the shadows. I thought my cover was perfect until Julian's grandmother collapsed on Fifth Avenue in full cardiac arrest. While the crowd stood paralyzed, I broke protocol and used a forbidden "Ghost Needle" technique to bring her back from the dead before vanishing into the crowd. That evening, Julian watched the viral footage of the miracle rescue, his eyes narrowing as he recognized the "uneducated" girl he was forced to marry. He realized the boring woman sitting across from him at dinner was the same dangerous operative who had outsmarted him at the club, and the hunt for the truth had finally hit home.

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9.6

The Oracle's Revenge: My Purchased Marriage

9.6

I’m the girl from the trailer park who married the coldest billionaire on Wall Street. To the world, I’m a lucky gold-digger. To Gustavus English, I’m just a $2 million "service fee" and a human shield to keep his board of directors from tearing him apart. The morning after he treated our intimacy like a cold business transaction, he threw a check at my face and called me a mistake. He didn't know that behind my "frightened doe" act, I was a finance genius at Columbia secretly shorting his company’s stock to destroy him from the inside. The humiliation was relentless. He forced me into expensive suits that made me look like a pathetic doll and paraded me in front of paparazzi to boost his stock price. Then his brother, Caspian, arrived—the man who laughed while bulldozing the orphanage of my childhood. Caspian recognized me, whispering threats of exposure while his eyes stripped me bare. "Don't method act with me, hillbilly. You aren't my wife," Gustavus hissed, pinning me against a marble wall. I felt the burning injustice of being a bought asset, trapped between a husband who despised me and a brother-in-law who wanted to break me. I was a victim playing a dangerous game, waiting for the right moment to strike. But at a high-stakes family dinner, the power struggle turned lethal. To stop his family from seizing his billions, Gustavus dropped a bomb that shattered my plans. "We are already working on an heir," he announced, activating a legal clause that froze the entire family trust. He dragged me into the shadows, his voice a dark command. "Now you have no choice. You get pregnant, or we lose everything. Don't make me regret this." He wanted a legacy to save his empire, but I was about to give him the most expensive mistake of his life.

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A Father's Betrayal: The Marrow

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