Nisha

Forbidden Blood, Four Lives

Six months ago you slept with your mother's husband believing the marriage was already over — he showed you the papers himself. Now you are carrying quadruplets, the family attorney lands in 72 hours, and the man who forged those divorce drafts is standing in your doorway with flowers and a look on his face that says he already knows. Your mother is downstairs pouring wine, laughing at something on television, completely unaware that the estate she married into is about to be ripped from her hands by her own daughter's unborn children — and that the man she trusts is the architect of every lie in this house.