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I was so damn naive it's no wonder I've ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I'd begun to understand the depths of his betrayal. It's a sad truth I didn't marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I'm honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he'd fill the void Lucas-my first love-left behind. Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I've walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life's harshest lesson... I'm not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me. Especially now. Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband's enemies, I'm forced to face one final bit of truth. Much like love, hope is for the weak. I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made.

Jeanette Arthur had no idea what was going to happen to her when they opened the doors. Was she going to die? Or would she wish she was dead? She began to think that this kind of thing didn't happen to people like her, but she realized how wrong she was. This became her story's end the night she picked up those drinks. When she let herself step into that building, when she accepted that job and put on those clothes. They had made her believe she was important. Special. Worth loving. She had thought all these people wanted her, but they only wanted the lie she was selling. She knew this was no longer pretend. She was no longer in control, and she was no longer the one selling herself. She wanted someone to rewrite her story. So for the first time in her life, she raised up her hands, and she started to pray.

Josh Mitchell was a Preacher's Son. He tried to live his life as a morally upstanding young boy. He liked being a positive influence to all his friends at school. Josh found he had a real challenge on his hands when a strikingly beautiful blonde girl joined his school and told him :" I don't need your God" Josh was taken aback. He started questioning his values. Should he continue serving this God, who allows crime, violence natural disaters to cause division on this beautiful earth? Why does God not stop all these catastrophes before they cause the harm they do?

Hello, I am writing this book to show how much I love my partner of two years. I want to get back into starting fresh by rebranding myself to become a woman of god. I will also be discussing my journey from unholy to godly. Christian (Woman of God) Complicated relationship with my ex partner Was a hairdressing student My likes and interests, the bible, bible study, natural hair videos, gospel music, watching sermons. My dislikes: my ex ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 and him domestically abusing me I broke up with him and he spoke very nasty things to me, I have evidence and he made me cut off people close to me like, family members, friends etc. He made me cut off my cousin, my deceased mum's nephew. I made the book for us however, I am in a legal case and we are not on good terms unfortunately because of the Domestic Violence he did to me in his house and on the streets. Please enjoy the book, It's all real life struggles, I'm dealing with at the moment. I'm not alone anymore and have no choice but to take legal action away from �������� against him. He gaslighted me, manipulated me, seduced me etc, I don't regret breaking up with him because I can share my story and have found my voice through Christ almighty 🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾

The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.

Don't think that my life is so typical because I once thought that and then everything changed for me. Don't ask me how either because I don't know. I mean.. you could see for yourself. And then you could give me an answer because I obviously don't have one. BOOK ONE COPYRIGHT | I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES.

*completed* Here we go with round 2...me writing down my personal revelations and "aha!" moments to help encourage and hopefully help or uplift you. All comments, questions, prayer requests, topic suggestions, and constructive criticism are welcome!

I try to be a good boy, but it seems I'm as worthless as a rock. I try to help, but I lose my mind and freak out. I have trust issues and a horrible past, luckily the boy next door was there to help me. I REMADE THIS BOOK. PLEASE GO READ THAT VERSION...IT'S A LITTLE BETTER. I will keep this version up just because I know I worked hard on it and it'd be rude to my younger self to delete it...but I highly recommend the newer one.

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** RE-WRITTEN VERSION IS NOW ON AMAZON, EBOOK & PAPERBACK AVAILABLE ** Leah Miller was just 22 years old when she was training to take over her dad's company. She was kind, beautiful and full of happiness. But what happens when her dad tells her the only way she can take over the company was to marry his friend's son and merge the companies together? Jace Williams was a sought-after bachelor at the age of 28 when he was training to take over his own father's business. Jace was always caught with different women most nights. How will he react once he finds out that he has to marry a woman he doesn't know to acquire the business? Will either of them regret their choice to say I do? Or will they fall madly in love with each other? EDITED - 27/04/23