She was abandoned before she could walk. Raised in a cold, forgotten orphanage and later tormented by the family who adopted her, she learned to survive with silence and scars. Love was a fairytale she stopped believing in long ago—until he looked her way.

Rex Radford. Reckless, magnetic, and dangerously untouchable. The notorious heartbreaker and scandal-ridden heir of multi-billionaire Alfred Radford. His life was one endless party of fast cars, wild nights, and nameless girls—until her haunted eyes brought everything to a halt.

He wanted her.
But she disappeared.

No one knew she vanished carrying his twins.

Far away from the glittering chaos of the Radfords’ empire, she gave birth in silence—alone, terrified, and determined never to look back. Her world became about survival, her children, and burying the past so deep it could never find her.

But fate had other plans.

Six years later, she returns. Not as the broken girl they once ignored—but as a woman reborn. Fierce. Untouchable. Powerful. And with two children whose faces mirror a man who never knew they existed.

Now the world whispers.
The tabloids burn.
And Rex Radford—cold-hearted, beautiful Rex—wants answers.

But she’s not the same girl he once tried to break.

And when jealous rivals, buried secrets, and twisted betrayals rise from the shadows, she’ll have to decide:

Will she risk everything to let him into her life again—or protect her children from the man who once shattered her world?

This is not just a love story. It’s a war between the past and the future, between pain and forgiveness, between a woman who rebuilt herself from ashes—and the man who unknowingly gave her the fire.


Scarred Hearts, Twisted Fate

Meeting Roxie

The kiss wasn’t rushed.
It wasn’t desperate.
It was slow, deliberate—
a worship, not a claiming.
Rex’s hands explored her like she was sacred terrain, memorizing the curve of her waist, the dip of her back, the tremble in her thighs. His touch was reverent, almost hesitant, like he was afraid she’...

The kiss wasn’t rushed.
It wasn’t desperate.

It was slow, deliberate—
a worship, not a claiming.

Rex’s hands explored her like she was sacred terrain, memorizing the curve of her waist, the dip of her back, the tremble in her thighs. His touch was reverent, almost hesitant, like he was afraid she’...

Tender Undoing 

The Girl With No Identity 

The New Guy

The Name Rex 

Sleepless Reckonings 

Rumor Mill And Reckless Joy

The Restaurant

Dimpled Lies

The Bitter Taste Of Envy

Her Fall

Rex Calls

Stares And Glares

Terms And Distractions 

The Secret Between Us

No Feelings 

Collateral Damage

The First Kiss

Looking For Ann

Second Best, Always

Her Cabin 

To Where She Hides

Unexpected Visitor 

On Her Terms

Red Lingerie 

Before The Light Touched Her Face

Hollow Morning 

What’s Left Of Her

What Hurts The Most

Because Loving You Ruined Me

Wrapped In Nothing But Hurt