You Don’t Wanna Miss These 29 Promo Codes If You Love a Bargain

Amazon makes it so easy for all of us to find amazing bargains and purchase items, even 50% off. Whether you need something for your kid, your beauty regimen, or your household, we have you covered. Keep scrolling to discover the 29 products that currently have promo codes.

Health and household

Vitamins for hair growth

15% promo code: 15YM1UIY (valid April 8 through May 2)

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Pure Himalayan organic resin for immune support

50% promo code: 505K3R9Q (valid April 8 through May 2)

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A set of shower steamers

50% promo code: 50RQ5NDP (valid April 8 through May 5)

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Guava skin toner face sheets

50% promo code: 509JEZXV (valid April 21 through April 29)

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Sandalwood beard oil

10% promo code: 10GYALIVE102 (valid April 15 through April 16)

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Argan oil for hair growth

10% promo code: 10GYALIVE102 (valid April 15 through April 16)

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Beauty and grooming

Professional hair dryer

50% promo code: 506RX57Y (valid April 8 through April 15)

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Natural exfoliating loofah scrubber

50% promo code: 50U4IUP1 (valid April 8 through April 23)

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Hair crimper for creating wavy hairstyles

50% promo code: 5043CP9S (valid April 9 through April 15)

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Tattoo aftercare balm

50% promo code: 50CA1Q12 (valid April 26 through May 3)

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Kitchen and dining

Heated portable lunch box

48% promo code: 48NOJV62 (valid April 9 through April 19)

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Spoon rest with drip pad for multiple utensils

50% promo codes: 50MOVG21 (valid April 9 through April 30)

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Blender for shakes and smoothies

50% promo code: 50LN1OW5 (valid April 9 through April 30)

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Cast aluminum Dutch oven

45% promo code: 45KOLLEL (valid April 9 through April 22)

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Touchless kitchen faucet

10% promo code: 10I8DPNE (valid April 9 through May 8)

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Glass tumbler with lid and straw

40% promo code: 40FH9XBO (valid April 9 through April 15)

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Stove gap covers

40% promo code: 40TKLAG5 (valid April 9 through May 8)

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Water dispenser for 5-gallon bottle

50% promo code: 50MHGRKI (valid April 9 through April 16)

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Baby and nursery

Baby teether toy

50% promo code: 50DEM8W8 (valid April 16 through April 20)

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Baby proofing drawer locks

50% promo code: 509ZAW8X (valid April 12 through April 16)

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Indoor and outdoor retractable baby gate

50% promo code: 50AA7DL4 (valid April 12 through April 16)

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Home improvement

Candle warmer lamp with timer

40% promo code: 40M76UE6 (valid April 9 through April 15)

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Wooden pegboard for organizing items

50% promo code: 50B25Q8V (valid April 8 through April 30)

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Under cabinet lights with motion sensor

50% promo code: 503BYJWA (valid April 8 through April 14)

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Galaxy LED projector

50% promo code: 50GTK8P6 (valid April 9 through April 16)

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Flameless candle with remote control

40% promo code: 40TT53K4 (valid April 8 through April 14)

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Shower razor holder

50% promo code: 50XDZ883 (valid April 9 through April 15)

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Waterproof solar garden lights

20% promo code: 20GN9KJ9 (valid April 8 through April 16)

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Car rim repair pens for scratches

50% promo code: 50ZPFDOO (valid April 8 through April 30)

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I Returned Home from Work to Find My Adopted Twin Daughters, 16, Had Changed the Locks and Kicked Me Out

Thirteen years ago, I adopted my late husband’s secret twin daughters after his fatal car crash revealed his double life. I gave them everything, but at sixteen, they locked me out of my home. One week later, I discovered the shocking reason for their actions.

The morning Andrew died began like any other. The sun had just started peeking through my window, painting everything in a soft, golden light that made even my shabby countertops look almost magical.

It was the last normal moment I’d have for a long, long time.

A woman in her kitchen | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her kitchen | Source: Midjourney

When the phone rang, I almost didn’t answer it. Who calls at 7:30 in the morning? But something, intuition maybe, made me pick up.

“Is this Ruth?” A man’s voice, formal, hesitant.

“Speaking.” I took another sip of coffee, still watching the steam dance.

“Ma’am, I’m Officer Matthews with the Police Department. I’m sorry to inform you, but your husband was in an accident this morning. He didn’t survive.”

A shocked woman on a phone call | Source: Midjourney

A shocked woman on a phone call | Source: Midjourney

The mug slipped from my hand, shattering against the linoleum. Coffee splashed across my bare feet, but I barely felt it. “What? No, that’s… no… not my Andrew!”

“Ma’am…” The officer’s voice softened. “There’s more you need to know. There was another woman in the car who also died… and two surviving daughters. Records in our database confirm they’re Andrew’s children.”

I slid down the kitchen cabinet until I hit the floor, barely registering the coffee soaking into my robe.

A woman collapsed in shock | Source: Midjourney

A woman collapsed in shock | Source: Midjourney

The room spun around me as ten years of marriage shattered like my coffee mug. “Children?”

“Twin girls, ma’am. They’re three years old.”

Three years old. Three years of lies, of business trips and late meetings. Three years of another family living parallel to mine, just out of sight. The jerk had been living a whole other life while I’d been suffering through infertility treatments and the heartache of two miscarriages.

Close up of a shocked woman's face | Source: Midjourney

Close up of a shocked woman’s face | Source: Midjourney

“Ma’am? Are you still there?”

“Yes,” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure I was. Not really. “What… what happens to them now?”

“Their mother had no living relatives. They’re currently in emergency foster care until—”

I hung up. I couldn’t bear to hear more.

A cell phone | Source: Pexels

A cell phone | Source: Pexels

The funeral was a blur of black clothes and pitying looks. I stood there like a statue, accepting condolences from people who didn’t know whether to treat me like a grieving widow or a scorned woman.

But then I saw those two tiny figures in matching black dresses, holding hands so tightly their knuckles were white. My husband’s secret daughters.

One had her thumb in her mouth. The other was picking at the hem of her dress. They looked so lost and alone. Despite the hurt of Andrew’s betrayal, my heart went out to them.

Twin three-year-old girls | Source: Midjourney

Twin three-year-old girls | Source: Midjourney

“Those poor things,” my mother whispered beside me. “Their foster family couldn’t make it today. Can you imagine? No one here for them except the social worker.”

I watched as one twin stumbled, and her sister caught her automatically like they were two parts of the same person. Something in my chest cracked open.

“I’ll take them,” I heard myself say.

Mom turned to me, shocked.

A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney

A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney

“Ruth, honey, you can’t be serious. After what he did?”

“Look at them, Mom. They’re innocent in all this and they’re alone.”

“But—”

“I couldn’t have my own children. Maybe… maybe this is why.”

The adoption process was a nightmare of paperwork and questioning looks.

A woman and a man going through paperwork in an office | Source: Pexels

A woman and a man going through paperwork in an office | Source: Pexels

Why would I want my cheating husband’s secret children? Was I mentally stable enough? Was this some form of revenge?

But I kept fighting, and eventually, Carrie and Dana became mine.

Those first years were a dance of healing and hurting. The girls were sweet but wary as if waiting for me to change my mind. I’d catch them whispering to each other late at night, making plans for “when she sends us away.”

It broke my heart every time.

A woman standing outside a bedroom door | Source: Midjourney

A woman standing outside a bedroom door | Source: Midjourney

“We’re having mac and cheese again?” seven-year-old Dana asked one night, her nose wrinkled.

“It’s what we can afford this week, sweetie,” I said, trying to keep my voice light. “But look — I put extra cheese on yours, just how you like it.”

Carrie, always the more sensitive one, must have heard something in my voice. She elbowed her sister.

“Mac and cheese is my favorite,” she announced, though I knew it wasn’t.

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A bowl of macaroni and cheese | Source: Pexels

By the time they turned ten, I knew I had to tell them the truth. The whole truth.

I’d practiced the words a hundred times in front of my bathroom mirror, but sitting there on my bed, watching their innocent faces, I felt like I might throw up.

“Girls,” I started, my hands trembling. “There’s something about your father and how you came to be my daughters that you need to know.”

They sat cross-legged on my faded quilt, mirror images of attention.

Twin ten-year-old girls sitting on a bed | Source: Midjourney

Twin ten-year-old girls sitting on a bed | Source: Midjourney

I told them everything about Andrew’s double life, their birth mother, and that terrible morning I got the call. I told them how my heart broke when I saw them at the funeral and how I knew then that we were meant to be together.

The silence that followed felt endless. Dana’s face had gone pale, her freckles standing out like dots of paint. Carrie’s lower lip trembled.

“So… so Dad was a liar?” Dana’s voice cracked. “He was cheating on you?”

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A shocked girl | Source: Midjourney

“And our real mom…” Carrie wrapped her arms around herself. “She died because of him?”

“It was an accident, sweetheart. A terrible accident.”

“But you…” Dana’s eyes narrowed, something hard and horrible creeping into her young face. “You just took us? Like… like some kind of consolation prize?”

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A frowning girl | Source: Midjourney

“No! I took you because—”

“Because you felt sorry for us?” Carrie interrupted, tears streaming now. “Because you couldn’t have your own kids?”

“I took you because I loved you the moment I saw you,” I reached for them, but they both flinched back. “You weren’t a consolation prize. You were a gift.”

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A woman explaining herself | Source: Midjourney

“Liar!” Dana spat, jumping off the bed. “Everyone’s a liar! Come on, Carrie!”

They ran to their room and slammed the door. I heard the lock click, followed by muffled sobs and furious whispers.

The next few years were a minefield. Sometimes we’d have good days when we went on shopping trips or cuddled together on the sofa for movie nights. But whenever they got angry, the knives came out.

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A teen girl shouting in her bedroom doorway | Source: Midjourney

“At least our real mom wanted us from the start!”

“Maybe she’d still be alive if it wasn’t for you!”

Each barb found its mark with surgical precision. But they were entering their teens, so I weathered their storms, hoping they’d understand someday.

Then came that awful day shortly after the girls turned sixteen.

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A woman glancing over her shoulder | Source: Midjourney

I came home from work and my key wouldn’t turn in the lock. Then I spotted the note taped to the door.

“We’re adults now. We need our own space. Go and live with your mom!” it read.

My suitcase sat by the door like a coffin for all my hopes. Inside, I could hear movement, but no one answered my calls or pounding. I stood there for an hour before climbing back into my car.

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A woman in her car | Source: Midjourney

At Mom’s house, I paced like a caged animal.

“They’re acting out,” she said, watching me wear a path in her carpet. “Testing your love.”

“What if it’s more than that?” I stared at my silent phone. “What if they’ve finally decided I’m not worth it? That I’m just the woman who took them in out of pity?”

“Ruth, you stop that right now.” Mom grabbed my shoulders.

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A stern woman | Source: Midjourney

“You’ve been their mother in every way that matters for thirteen years. They’re hurting, yes. They’re angry about things neither of you can change. But they love you.”

“How can you be sure?”

“Because they’re acting exactly like you did at sixteen.” She smiled sadly. “Remember when you ran away to Aunt Sarah’s?”

I did. I’d been so angry about… what was it? Something trivial. I’d lasted three days before homesickness drove me back.

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A worried woman | Source: Midjourney

Five more days crawled by.

I called in sick to work. I barely ate. Every time my phone buzzed, I lunged for it, only to be disappointed by another spam call or a text from a concerned friend.

Then, finally, on the seventh day, I got the call I’d longed for.

“Mom?” Carrie’s voice was small and soft, like when she used to crawl into my bed during thunderstorms. “Can you come home? Please?”

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A woman on a phone call | Source: Midjourney

I drove back with my heart in my throat.

The last thing I expected when I rushed through the front door was to find my house transformed. Fresh paint coated the walls, and the floors gleamed.

“Surprise!” The girls appeared from the kitchen, grinning like they used to when they were little.

“We’ve been planning this for months,” Dana explained, bouncing on her toes. “Working at the mall, babysitting, saving everything.”

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A grinning teen girl | Source: Midjourney

“Sorry for the mean note,” Carrie added sheepishly. “It was the only way we could think of to keep it a surprise.”

They led me to what used to be their nursery, now transformed into a beautiful home office. The walls were soft lavender, and there, by the window, hung a photo of the three of us on adoption day, all teary-eyed and smiling.

“You gave us a family, Mom,” Carrie whispered, her eyes wet. “Even though you didn’t have to, even though we were a reminder of everything that hurt. You chose us anyway, and you’ve been the best mom ever.”

An emotional girl holding back tears | Source: Midjourney

An emotional girl holding back tears | Source: Midjourney

I pulled my girls close, breathing in the familiar smell of their shampoo, feeling their hearts beat against mine.

“You two are the best things that have ever happened to me. You gave me a reason to keep going. I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

“But we do know, Mom,” Dana said, her voice muffled against my shoulder. “We’ve always known.”

A woman hugging her daughter | Source: Midjourney

A woman hugging her daughter | Source: Midjourney

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