Dying Wish: All Of Us Together

Ophelia Cavanaugh’s twenty-second birthday begins with a terminal cancer diagnosis. Ignoring medical advice, she seeks comfort with her family, only to find herself locked out of a party held exclusively for her twin, Alexia. While her father, brother, and boyfriend celebrate her sister, Ophelia realizes her lifelong guilt over Alexia’s health and their mother’s death was a burden she no longer needs to carry. After her boyfriend dismisses her call, Ophelia discards her diagnosis and resolves to leave her neglectful family behind forever.

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Sean raised his voice. "Ophelia! Mom died because of you, and now you're even cursing Lexi to die? You're heartless. How could you be this vicious?"

He usually seemed calm, but the moment Alexia was involved, all restraint vanished. He'd hit me with full force. For a moment, the world went dark, and I reeled, barely able to stay upright.

The taste of blood filled my mouth. I swallowed hard, forcing it down, until my vision slowly cleared again.

Lexi.

Ophelia.

Her name was always said with warmth.

Mine was spoken flat, without feeling.

Why was I even struggling?

I let out a bitter laugh and watched Alexia run toward me, tears streaming down her face.

"Sean, don't hit her," she said, feigning concern as she brushed a hand across my cheek. "Does it hurt? Ophie, I never meant to come between you and Marcus. If you don't want him to go with me, he won't. Don't get mad…"

She spoke sweetly, but her hand pressed hard against my swollen cheek, her eyes shining with clear satisfaction.

The pain drove me to shove her away. I hadn't even used much force, yet she suddenly staggered backward and fell hard.

Sean and Marcus cried out at the same time and rushed forward. The shards of porcelain on the floor sliced into her calf.

Dad stormed over, fury etched across his face. "You ungrateful brat! I don't know what I did to deserve a daughter like you! It's because we've been too soft on you that you've gotten completely out of control, even going so far as to hurt your own sister!"

Marcus looked at me with disappointment and called his private doctor immediately.

Sean chimed in, backing Dad up. "Dad, Ophelia has gone too far. If we don't punish her, she'll never learn!"

Then he added, "The doctor's here. Marcus, take Lexi out and make sure that cut doesn't get infected."

Marcus nodded, scooped Alexia into his arms, and left without so much as a glance at me.

Dad glared at me one last time before following them. As Sean reached the door, he suddenly turned and called for a few servers.

"Extend our reservation for another day. After we leave, lock the doors. Don't worry about her."

The servers exchanged uneasy glances. "Sir… what if something happens?"

Sean snapped impatiently, "Nothing's going to happen! Unlock the doors tomorrow morning. She needs to learn a lesson tonight. I'll pay double, so don't bother about anything else."

Left with no choice, the servers complied.

The heavy doors of the banquet hall shut with a dull, final thud.

Dragging my aching body, I staggered to the door, just in time to hear Sean's cold voice. "Stay put and think about what you've done. When you've learned your lesson, we'll let you out."

"No…"

The word barely made it past my throat. I couldn't force out anything more.

The allergic reaction spread through me, making my body swell. The cancer spread unchecked. It felt like thousands of ants crawling beneath my skin.

Suffocation… Pain… Relentless itching and numbness…

I regretted everything.

My deepest regret was ever becoming part of this family.

My senses slowly faded, one by one, until the last tear slid down my cheek.

I didn't know how much time had passed before my eyes finally closed.

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After being framed for a fatal accident by Megan Hurley, Sherlyn loses everything, including her life, when her husband Eugene kills her in a fit of rage. Granted a second chance, she wakes up on the very day the original tragedy occurred. This time, Sherlyn decides to step back and let fate take its course without her interference. As she embraces her indifference, a desperate Eugene eventually comes crawling back, haunted by the sudden absence of her care.

Modern Mystery Romance Young Adult

9.1

Escaping the Hamilton Mansion

9.1

After three years of a hollow marriage, Serena realizes that her devotion will never win the heart of her husband, a cold billionaire named Elias Hamilton. Weary of being a shadow in his grand mansion, she decides to reclaim her freedom and files for divorce. However, as she attempts to leave her past behind, Elias finds himself unexpectedly obsessed with the woman he once ignored, refusing to let her walk away from his life so easily.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.7

My Fiancé Planned to Fake His Death, So I Married My Nemesis

9.7

Three days before the wedding, Ryan Brooks throws a bachelor party, claiming it's his final taste of freedom. With intern Lily Moore in his arms, he vows to fake his death at the ceremony and escape with her. But this match was never equal—the Brooks family begged for it. Watching the couple kiss, Clara Hayes calmly slides her ring onto the finger of Ethan Blackwell, Ryan's sworn enemy. In a cool, steady voice, she issues a challenge: "Three days from now, come marry me."

Action Modern Romance

8.4

His Secret Wife: A Dangerous Game

8.4

Ace Suarez, a man who built an empire on cold control, was convinced his wife had betrayed him. He stormed into a Brooklyn warehouse, ready to destroy her, only to see a woman in a silk robe with a man who called her "sweetheart." Blind with rage, he didn't check her face—he didn't need to. He assumed the worst, filed for divorce, and retreated to his glass office, leaving his wife to face the ruins of a life she didn't know was ending. But the coincidence was too perfect. His new assistant, Delinda Howell, lived in that same building. She was quiet, efficient, and bore the exact same name as the woman he had just discarded. I was left wondering, was this a cruel twist of fate, or had he destroyed the wrong woman in his arrogance? Now, as the divorce papers are finalized, Ace begins to notice the assistant he once treated as nothing, and the suffocating realization hits him: the woman he fired, abused, and erased might be the very same one standing right outside his door.

Modern Mystery Romance

8.2

I Left The Jester For The King

8.2

"Little Siren: I miss your hands on me." That message lit up the screen of a burner phone I found in my fiancé's jacket pocket while he was in the shower. Franco Moretti, the rising star of the Vitiello crime family, treated me like a fragile glass doll. He claimed he was "saving himself" for our wedding night out of respect. But the phone told a different story. I unlocked it and found three years of betrayal. It wasn't just a fling. It was Camilla, a girl from high school I had befriended out of pity. I watched their history unfold. He complained that I was cold. He called me a statue. Then I saw the invoice. He had bought two identical pink diamond engagement rings. One for me, and one for her. Worse, he had stolen my grandmother' s heirloom jade bracelet-a piece of history meant for his bride-and given it to his mistress. "I need her name to get the chair," he texted her. "You are my true Queen." I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I realized I wasn't a person to him; I was a ladder. Leaving him would be too easy. Leaving is what victims do. I walked to my laptop and opened a new document. I wasn't just going to cancel the wedding. I was going to broadcast his ruin to the entire underworld, and our wedding would be my stage. Then, I picked up the phone and dialed the one number my father forbade me to call. "I accept," I told the deep voice on the other end. "You understand what you are agreeing to, Gianna?" Enzo Falcone asked. "I understand," I said, looking at the New York skyline. "You want an alliance. I want a weapon."

Mafia Modern Romance

9.4

IRRESITIBLY SINFUL (A compilation of short erotic stories)

9.4

Her back hit the wall beside her bathroom. Nowhere left to retreat. "Mom said I should take care of you." I was standing very close to her and staring down at the swell of her breasts from the top of her robe. I reached out and trailed my hand down her neck, through the center until I pulled the string holding the robe together. "Stop." She whispered but her expression betrayed her. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Why? Give me one good reason and I might." I bit the curve of her neck, and she threw her head back. "Because... ahhh..." she moaned. "This is wrong." "Says who?" I tugged the string, and the robe fell open, leaving her completely bare before me. I stepped back slowly, staring at her body. Shit. **** contains very explicit details. For readers above eighteen. Desire doesn't always knock politely. Sometimes, it whispers. Sometimes, it dares. This is a seductive compilation of stories where longing simmers just beneath the surface and restraint is a fragile illusion. Each story explores the moment when want outweighs reason, when stolen glances linger too long, when touch becomes inevitable, and when giving in feels both dangerous and delicious. These are tales of chemistry that refuses to be denied, of hearts racing as fast as bodies, and of choices made in the heat of desire. Indulgent, provocative, and irresistibly addictive, "IRRESISTIBLY SINFUL" invites you to step into a world where wanting is the first sin... and the sweetest one.

Action Modern Romance

Dying Wish: All Of Us Together

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