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My Christmas Miracle Has His Father’s Eyes

Every person on Earth carries a private wish—one fragile hope they cradle quietly in the corner of their heart. For Aria Elowen Sterling, that wish had always been the same: to meet the man who was meant for her. Not a prince, not a billionaire, not a flawless fantasy. Just the right man. One who would look at her the way no one else could. One who would understand her dreams, her fears, her edges and softness. One who would choose her—not for her wealth, not for her family name, not for the flawless image she was trained to project, but simply because he loved her. Every Christmas Eve since childhood, Aria had whispered the same wish into the night sky, releasing it into the cold winter breeze as if the falling snowflakes might carry it upward to someone listening. This tradition did not begin out of loneliness, but out of faith—faith that somewhere in the vast world, there existed a man walking toward her, even if she had not met him yet. But wishes have a strange way of returning to us. Sometimes delayed. Sometimes disguised. And sometimes… twisted by fate into a shape we never expected. Aria Sterling grew up in a world shaped by warm lights, polished silver, and perfectly orchestrated moments. Wealth and privilege wrapped around her life like a soft winter coat, shielding her from the harsher winds of the world. Her family name commanded respect; their legacy demanded perfection. She was the Sterling heiress—brilliant, accomplished, beautiful, and above all, responsible. From the outside, she was the image of a woman who had everything. But inside, she carried the quiet ache of a wish unfulfilled, a longing she never confessed aloud. And then, one winter morning—exactly one month before Christmas—Aria opened her front door and found the miracle she had spent her life waiting for. But it did not come in the form of a man. It came in the form of a child. A baby boy. Wrapped in soft white cloth. His cheeks flushed from the cold. His eyes—unbelievably—bearing a color she recognized from her dreams. Eyes that did not belong to her. Eyes that belonged to a stranger she had never met… and yet somehow knew. Beside the baby rested a sealed envelope containing a paternity test—one that identified Aria unequivocally as the child’s biological mother. But Aria had never been pregnant. She had never carried a child. She had never given birth. In that moment, the entire axis of her life shifted. From that morning on, Aria’s problem was no longer just finding her destined partner. It was uncovering a truth that should have been impossible. The arrival of the baby—whom she later named Snow—did not simply tear a hole in her perfect life. It ripped open a seam in her reality, exposing the first threads of a deeper mystery: a web of lies, secrets, and hidden identities wrapped around her existence long before she ever realized it. This novel began from that single explosive contradiction: How can a woman become the biological mother of a child she has never carried? Is it science? A brilliant deception? A conspiracy? A hidden past? Destiny? Or the kind of magic that only awakens when the snow begins to fall? The journey that follows is not simply Aria’s attempt to prove her innocence or clear her name—it is a profound search for identity, belonging, trust, and the kind of love that can survive even the most bewildering circumstances.
Manish_Bansal_4733 · 871 Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 261.8k Views

Unexpected Love: The Billionaire's Feisty Sweetheart

"How would you like to get married tonight?" Kai asked out of the blue and immediately got the reaction he was waiting for. "Are you out of your freaking mind?" Ruby whipped her head sideways to face him, anger rising in her raspy voice. "No..." Kai smiled, his deep husky voice wrapping around her like a warm embrace. "We are both dressed for the occasion." Kai gestured at their outfit. "We might as well tie the knot. Marry me, Ruby Angelo." "You are crazy." Ruby spat out. "I know." Kai's smile deepened. ****** Twenty-one-year-old Ruby Angelo thought she had her life set in the right direction. But everything turned upside down on the evening she caught her fiancé, tangled in bed with her cousin, five weeks before their wedding. Shattered, enraged and humiliated, Ruby turns to alcohol to numb her pain. When her path crosses with an infuriating billionaire- Kai Treshvire, Ruby falls prey to her emotions. But she is determined to maintain her good records as the perfect daughter and sweeps all her problems under the rug. Unfortunately for her, fate has other plans, as things take a weird turn on the morning of her wedding, when Ruby discovers that she is pregnant. What would become of Ruby's perfect world when she finally realised that the father of her unborn child is her family's sworn enemy? ****** Disclaimer; The names, places and characters in this novel are not related to anyone dead or alive. It is purely fiction. Enjoy.
Tres_Aguila · 44.3k Views