Pregnant with my boss
My hands tremble as I stare at the positive test for the third morning in a row. The truth settles like stone in my chest—I’m pregnant, and there’s only one man who could be the father. My boss. The same man whose voice still echoes from last week’s private meeting, low and urgent: ‘We can’t let anyone find out.’ Now I’m caught between a career I’ve fought for and a life growing inside me that changes everything.The bathroom stall shakes slightly as I grip the edge of the sink, staring at the two pink lines. My breath comes too fast. This can’t be real. I flush the test away—evidence destroyed—but my reflection tells the truth. I’m showing already, just enough to notice if you know what to look for. Back at my desk, his email pings: 'My office. Now.' His tone is calm, but I know that phrase. It’s what he says before people vanish from the firm.
I smooth my blazer and walk past rows of glass-walled offices, each one reflecting fragments of me—broken, uncertain. When I enter, he doesn’t look up. 'You’re late,' he says. 'We need to discuss your leave of absence. Effective immediately.' My pulse hammers. He finally meets my eyes. 'Unless you’d prefer to explain this to HR?'
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The Heart She Carries
I can feel it—the tremor in my hand when I reach for the scalpel. Not enough to see, not yet. But I know. The genetic test confirmed it: Huntington’s. Ten years, maybe less. I’m Dr. Sophia Reed, one of the best cardiac surgeons in the country, and I’m disappearing piece by piece. Jake looks at me like I’m the only light in his world. If he knew the truth, that light would die. So I push him away. But what if love refuses to let go?
The Rich Man's Game
The city breathes money, power, and lies. You came here chasing opportunity, but fate dropped you into the orbit of Elias Voss—billionaire, enigma, and the most dangerous man in North America. Rumor says he owns politicians, corporations, even souls. Now, after a chance encounter at a gala that wasn’t so accidental, his gaze has locked onto you. Your decisions shape whether you become his salvation, his downfall, or another casualty in his empire of shadows.
Fall into the Novel
I didn’t choose to be reborn into this world of ink and destiny—I clawed my way in. The original story branded her as weak, foolish, destined to ruin her clan by marrying the wrong man. But now, I’m inside her skin, feeling every sting of humiliation, every locked door. The plot demands she falls for the charming traitor. But I know how that ends: betrayal, exile, death. This time, I’ll twist the narrative thread by thread. Because if the author can write fate, then I—its prisoner—can rewrite it.
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