Isadora believed she had found her forever. With a sparkling ring on her finger and a man who made her heart dance, the future seemed like a fairytale waiting to unfold. Adrian was everything—romantic, loyal, her safe place.But one unforgettable night changes everything.A romantic dinner. A heartfelt love note. A shocking confession.Adrian has fallen in love—with someone else.What begins as a perfect evening ends in heartbreak as Isadora's world crumbles at the very table where their love once bloomed. As secrets are laid bare and the past collides with the future, Isadora must face a brutal truth: not every love story ends with a wedding.When the Roses Withered is a soul-stirring tale of betrayal, self-worth, and finding healing when love walks away.

After fifteen years of love, loyalty, and sacrifice, Seraphina thought she knew everything about Cassian Trevelyan — her husband, her best friend, and the man the world now calls a tech billionaire.But just two weeks after their fairytale wedding, everything begins to shift.When two mysterious women from Cassian's past — Ann and Evangeline — arrive uninvited at their mansion, Seraphina welcomes them with grace… until she begins to see cracks in her husband's version of the story. The women claim to be old friends. Cassian calls them “family.” But their eyes hold secrets — and Seraphina can feel it in her bones: something isn’t right.

Bianca Bosco, the only daughter of the late billionaire Mr. Bosco and heir to his vast empire, inherits everything after her father’s death—his company, properties, mansions, and wealth. Her devoted boyfriend, Dan, stood by her side during her grief, convincing her to employ him as the company’s manager to ensure its success. However, Bianca prioritizing the company's integrity, appoints Dan as General Manager 2 instead, believing he needs more experience. Months later, Dan proposes, and Bianca says yes. But after their engagement, Dan begins to assert his authority, demanding full control of the company. Under emotional pressure, Bianca promotes him to General Manager, though this fails to satisfy his ambitions. He demands the position of CEO, claiming any loving woman would understand his desire to lead but she refuses. However, Dan soon grows cold and abusive, revealing his true intentions. Exhausted by the constant humiliation Bianca offers to relinquish the CEO position to him temporarily, hoping to gain some peace, with the help of Bianca's lawyer, the CEO office is transferred to him while she steps down as General Manager. The situation got worse when Dan requested that she will her inheritance to him because he's the husband and the man of the house, so, he's supposed to be in charge not her, Despite her cousin's advice to stand firm, Bianca reluctantly agrees to Will the properties to him, when meeting with her barrister, the plan changes as Bianca's will reveals a stipulation: her first child will inherit the wealth the moment they are born. Frustrated by this condition, Dan agrees, hoping to secure the fortune eventually. Five years into their marriage, Bianca endures the heartbreak of infertility, suffering multiple miscarriages. This made Dan fire her, claiming he wants her to “rest properly” so she can conceive without stress. Meanwhile he was carrying out his plans of taking her out of the way so he could claim the company as his own easily. Alone in her infertility struggle, she discovers she has fibroids and may never conceive. Instead of offering her support, Dan brings his mistress into their mansion and turns their home into his new partner’s domain. Bianca is reduced to a maid, enduring constant abuse from both Dan and his mistress. Despite her efforts to fight back, Bianca knows that filing for divorce would still give Dan the larger share of the estate. Trapped in an impossible situation, she faces a painful choice: remain in her toxic marriage or lose everything her father built. After enough humiliation, Bianca was thrown out. She writes a note to Dan, abandoning her wealth, her home, and her pain. In her letter, she leaves a parting warning: "Enjoy the wealth while you can, but remember this—every evil has its end."

Life doesn’t give us a map. It doesn't show us the way to follow or what to do next to get to a certain destination. We have to find out everything by ourselves by walking through the unknown. THE ROAD TO MEis my journey, my life story, raw, real and the whole truth of what I went through going for my dream. At 17, I stood at a crossroads between expectation and passion. I never knew my parents had plans for me already. Before I even finished my secondary school, I had already chosen this path and I always pray it comes to pass someday. Bringing my dream to reality was a journey marked with resilience, and the courage to keep going forward even when no one was at my back to push me came only from determination. THE ROAD TO MEis more than a memoir. It’s a story of self-discovery, of learning to trust your instincts and finding light in the darkest corner of doubt. Even if no one believes in you, believe in yourself once you're certain with the path you want to choose for yourself. It’s about the conflict between love and control, tradition and ambition—and the quiet hope that never dies. If you’ve ever questioned who you are or where you’re going, I hope these pages remind you that it’s okay not to have it all figured out. What matters most is that you keep walking—one brave step at a timesee

“I wish you could stay a little longer, Aria,” she said gently.I didn’t even look at her. My bags were already packed, and I had a flight to catch in two hours.Only God knows how much I hate being around her. I’m only here because of Dad. He always said, “Your mother is not the enemy.”But to me, she is.If she hadn’t left, maybe I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much after losing Dad.My name is Aria Moretti. I’m Italian—born to an Akwa Ibom woman from Nigeria. What I’ve never understood is why she married my father when she knew she wouldn’t stay to raise me. Just me. She never had another child with him, and after she left, Dad never remarried. He stayed single to take care of me and this always makes me feel guilty, like he's sacrificing so much for me and all this is because mum left. I was only seven the day she walked away, but that memory... it never left me.I remember waking up to the sound of quiet sobs. My parents were in the living room. Dad was pleading with her. Begging. And she kept repeating the same line: “It’s for your good”.Dad cried like a broken man. When he noticed me standing there in my pajamas, confused and frightened, he ran to hold me. Clutched me tightly. Mum just stood there, watching us—silent tears sliding down her face.“What’s going on?” I asked. No one answered.Then she picked up her already-packed bag and walked toward the door.“Don’t leave us, Imaobong,” Dad begged. I understand what you explained to me and I'm aware what will happen if they find out you have a family here. Instead of leaving us like this, why not take us along, we can all go together to Nigeria, stay there and continue our lives, no one from here will ever find out, I promise. Please. Don’t abandon us.”She said nothing. Just cried and walked away.I chased after her with my tiny legs, screaming, “Please, Mama, don’t go!”She finally turned and said, “It’s for our good. If I stay, we’ll all suffer. Let me go. I didn't know what else to say so I begged her to listen to dad. We can all go back to Nigeria, we love you mummy, who will take care of me. Think about me” I cried. Dad shouted, “Let's go together, Imaobong! Please!”“No!” she screamed.“No one in my father’s land knows I have a child here. We’re not even married, Moretti. How do you expect us all to go back and live there like nothing happened? They’ll ask questions.My people—they love to know the families of the men their daughters are with. It’s our tradition. And if they insist, if we’re forced to explain, we might be dragged back to Rome—and I’ll have to face those people again.I’m sorry, Moretti. Just… take care of her. Stay safe. And please… make sure no one finds out you’re connected to me.I love you.”. Then she ran.I watched her get into a taxi and drive off.