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June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him.

Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation.

When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract.

To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!

Kimberly Anderson’s perfect life shattered the night she woke up beside a stranger—and a month later, found herself pregnant.

When her husband, billionaire CEO Ernest White, discovered the truth, his voice was cold as ice.
“Pack your things, Kimberly. I never want to see you again.”

Five years later, fate throws them together again—this time, she’s his personal assistant, and he’s her ruthless boss.
“I told you I’d make you pay,” he said, leaning close.
She met his gaze, trembling but defiant. “You already did.”

But behind the hatred still burns the desire neither can bury… and the secret that could destroy them both.

Vera Andres gave up everything including her inheritance and her arranged marriage in order to marry her husband Francis Coleman.
However, on the night of their third year anniversary, he betrays her and frames her up to get arrested. He also drops the bump of their divorce on her face, abandoning her alone in jail to face the consequences of his actions.
Unexpectedly, she gets released the next day with the help of her arranged fiance whom she had eloped from three years ago. Now, she is bound to get revenge on Francis with the help of Raymond Anderson, her fiance, who proposes marriage immediately after her release, and offers to help her get back her inheritance from her scheming stepsister and mother.
What Vera needs to do is to agree to this contractual marriage and have a child.
Will she succeed in doing all of this?

“I do not obey your orders. You are not my Alpha. You are a murderer. I reject you, Alpha King Zander Blake, as my mate and Alpha," I spat out, my words dripping with defiance and finality.

"I was mistaken. You never changed. You have no heart. I cannot continue to live alongside you. I despise you. So, accept my rejection and release me from this unwanted bond," I cried, my words punctuated by tears that betrayed my resolve.

"People warned me not to choose a wolfless, weak woman from the weakest pack in the world as my mate and Luna Queen. Yet, I disregarded their counsel. I bestowed upon you the title of Luna Queen and offered you everything you never deserved. But you have failed to fulfill your duties as both a Queen and my mate. You are disrespectful, disobedient, and unworthy of being the Luna Queen to the largest and strongest pack in the world. I accept your rejection, Selena Ardolf. I, Alpha King Zander Blake, reject you, Selena Ardolf, as my mate and my Queen," he bit out with disgust.

Selena was betrayed by her mate, the Alpha King Zander Blake. He killed her family and pack and rejected her, leaving her to endure the pain. Selena ran away from her cruel ex-alpha mate to save her unborn son. Now, she has returned to serve justice. Her path is not easy, as she must face many challenges. However, she is determined to uncover the truth. The only thing threatening her determination is that her ex-mate seems obsessed, and he won't pass up a second chance to remind her of the forgotten chemistry between them. How will they become entangled in their rejected relationship the second time around?
18+ detailed sexually explicit content, B D S M.

Nina Jonas is a 27year-old supermodel engaged to her college sweetheart, Justin Walters who is the heir to the multi-billionaire corporation, W Corps.

She had a career she loved and a man who doted upon her and loved her to bits.

She had always thought it would keep on going this way but to Nina's shock, less than a year to their wedding, a woman comes to her and claimed to be pregnant with Justin's child!

With some expectation in her heart for him to deny the allegation, she confronts him but when he readily admits to having hidden it from her even though he supposedly had a good reason to, she made up her mind to break up with him even at his vehement refusal leaving the both of them heartbroken.

But later, a comprehensive investigation into the events surrounding the affair reveals a conspiracy directed at separating the two lovebirds…

After four years of trying to conceive, I suddenly realized my husband had been drugging me so i couldn't give birth and when i asked he had shamelessly said
"he wasn't ready to be a father."

But, when I caught him in the hospital with his pregnant best friend, I couldn't bear it again and decided to leave.

"You're annoying! Why do you care so much about us?" My 4-year-old son screamed at me. I dedicated my life to him and his father, only to be told I was a burden. Meanwhile, my husband was publicly celebrating his ex-girlfriend's birthday, the woman my son wished was his real mother. I saw their "happy family" photos, the mocking comments from our "friends," and I finally understood. My 5 years of sacrifice meant nothing. So I packed my few belongings, left the house key on the table, and walked away from the life that was slowly killing me. Little did they know, the "plain housewife" they despised was about to make a comeback they would never forget.

Shenell’s life falls apart the day she walks in on her husband fucking another woman.
Humiliated, alone, and broken, she walks into a bar and meets Vincent—the one man who makes her feel wanted again.

Until the next morning…
Her ex-husband is found murdered.
All evidence points to her.
And everyone says Vincent is the man she killed her ex-husband for.

To the world, she’s a liar.
To the media, she’s a murderer.
To the court, she’s insane.
And to her in-laws, she's a slut.

But Shenell remembers a man who held her, kissed her, protected her.
A man she swears saved her life.

Only one problem—Vincent might truly not be what he poses to be.

This is a story about heartbreak, gaslighting, trauma, and a mind trying to protect itself the only way it knows how:

By inventing love when reality becomes too unbearable.

Was she framed?
Did she kill him?
Or did her heart destroy her sanity?

“I’m pregnant, Ethan. It’s yours.”

The words should have changed everything.

Instead, they destroyed her.

Four years ago, Emily Hart was accused of the one sin that cost her everything… Said to be lying about carrying Ethan Blake’s child. Branded a manipulator, humiliated by the man she loved, and replaced by his ambitious ex, Emily signed the divorce papers and vanished…carrying a truth no one wanted to hear.

Now she’s back.

Stronger. Colder. And the powerful CEO of a rising fashion empire that’s about to merge with Ethan’s company.

Ethan never expected to see Emily again—let alone meet a three-year-old boy with his eyes and his face. As guilt collides with desire and buried love refuses to stay buried, Ethan begins to unravel the past…only to discover that their separation was carefully engineered by someone who never intended to let them be happy.

With secrets surfacing, revenge lurking in the shadows, and Ava willing to destroy everything to protect her lies, Emily must decide if the man who broke her deserves a second chance—or if walking away is the only way to protect her son.

Because this time, the truth won’t just break hearts.

It will burn empires.

"I need you, please," she licked the back to my earlobe, pressing her body against mine. "No one else knows how to touch me like you do. I've tried other men, but they just don't compare. Please, Doctor, I'm begging you."

"Begging, huh?" I considered her for a moment. "Well, that's a start."

I pushed her down to get her on her knees. I unzipped my pant and gestured to her to continue. "Show me how much you want it," I commanded. She pulled my dick out of my boxers and started sucking every inch of me with her playful tongue, moaning as she did so. I grabbed her hair and I took control over her head, and I began to fuck her head.

"Is this what you came for?" I asked roughly. "To be my little slut?"

"Yes," she mumbled around my cock. "Only yours."

"Touch your pussy for me." I commanded her with a husky tone of voice. Everyone likes to be commanded; likes to be in the bottom; likes the real man who is willing to dominate her. Every woman is a submissive in her own way. That's what I've learned from years of practice.

"Like this?" she asked, sliding her fingers inside herself. "God, I'm so wet for you."

I pulled her up and flipped her as I put her back on the bed. I arched her ass and touched her anus. "I will fuck your ass now, because I never fuck a pussy two times. Are you ready for that?" I whispered in her ear, heating her neck with warming breaths while pinching her nipples by my fingers.

I was raised by the Smith family for twenty years. The moment their real daughter returned, I was kicked out without hesitation.

The position of design director? Given to the real daughter.
The marriage worth a fortune? Also given to her.

The whole company waited to see the “bastard” make a fool of herself.

Until a globally limited motorcycle, one of only twenty in the world, stopped at the company entrance.
A roguishly handsome man leaned over it and said, “Sis, come home with your brother.”

The entire Smith family was stunned speechless.

Only later did they learn—
I was Master A, the artist that masters around the world lined up to meet.
I was the holder of every award winning patent in Smith Group.
And I was the daughter of the legendary family as wealthy as a nation. The true heiress.

The powerful CEO pulled out the long sealed engagement contract, a faint smile on his lips.

“So it turns out… you’re my fiancée.”

He’s about to become Chicago’s most feared Mafia Boss. And love has never been part of the plan. Ramzi Draneth was raised to rule with blood and absolute control. His future is sealed by an arranged marriage designed to unite powerful crime empires. Then he meets Sereia Elordis. A silent captive. The daughter of a traitor. A girl promised freedom once the wedding is over. But Sereia is too beautiful to be released. Desperate to escape her fate, she gives her virginity to a stranger—never knowing he’s the ruthless man destined to rule Chicago. She runs before he learns her name. He hunts her when he realizes she might be carrying his child. Now alliances are collapsing. A war is rising. And Ramzi Draneth will burn the underworld to claim the woman who was never meant to be his. Even if it costs him everything.

In the outskirt part of Sydney , a place where the Mafia are the government. There was a boy called Calvin. He is a final student at Brimford university Sydney , Australia.At twenty-nine he has achieved what an eighty years man cannot.He is a handsome guy and has a lukewarm personality not that cold , not that warm. He looked quite harmless meanwhile he is the leader and owner of "Leo GROUP" the most popular and dangerous mafia group in Australia He is basically a solitary person and don't interact much with people.
He is also the top student in the whole school. Dorothy is a fresher who was mistakenly given a course she didn't want to study. All her attempts to change it were all in vain. To make matter worst the lecturers were all on vacation , the course was not an ordinary course. Accepting her fate she started looking for someone that will teach her the course. There was no one of could help her expect the lukewarm and isolated Calvin. Gathering all the courage she could muster , she approached him and told him her intentions.He agreed to help her but with a condition , he asked her to marry him. Will Dorothy accept to Marry him? What will happen to their relationship if they end up together since Calvin is the leader of a Mafia group?

The moment I gave up wasn't when I found out my husband was cheating. It was when I heard my ten-year-old daughter laugh into the phone and say, "Mom's so clueless. She has no idea about Dad and Summer."

Ten years ago, I was a top biomedical researcher, making six figures. I gave it all up for his promotion and our newborn daughter. Ten years later, the perfect marriage I traded my career and youth for turned out to be nothing but an elaborate lie.

He called me his safe haven, then got in our bed with his mistress and discussed how to keep me in the dark.

This time, I'm not going to cry or make a scene. I'm going to quietly gather my evidence and call the lab director I've turned down seven times.

My name is Riley Harper, a girl everyone at school bullies at school because I'm chubby and too quiet. They laugh and call me names in the halls, post mean snaps about me like it's nothing.

And my worst enemy? Easton Caldwell the star quarterback of our school who walks around like a bad boy but has a heart of ice. He used to bully me... until his little sister needed a babysitter, and guess who got the job? Me. Now I live in his fancy house, eat at his table, and see the real him every single day.

He hates me. Or at least, that's what he says. Because he's still in love with his ex-cheerleader girlfriend Cass and wants her to take him back, he helps her spread lies about me and makes my life a living hell.

But living under the same roof changes everything. Late nights encounter when his little sister falls asleep between us. Accidental touches in the kitchen. The more time we spend together, the more his cold stares turn warm... protective and something dangerous.

I started standing up for myself both at school and home. I stop hiding in hoodies. I shine in ways no one expected. And just when Easton finally admits he can't stop thinking about me, someone else from his world steps in—someone who used to bully me too, but now looks at me differently. Like he wants me.
But the biggest secret? The boy who once made my life miserable is now so in love with me that he might break his own heart to protect mine.

"You're trembling," he said softly.
I was unable to talk. Then, slowly I felt his fingers move up my thigh. They moved under my dress, brushing past the soft skin. I shivered. His fingers slid higher, between my legs.
I inhaled sharply. Without asking, he located my panties and pushed them away. He ran his fingers along my slit, slow at first. I bit my lip, trying to stay still. He circled my clit once, twice, then dipped lower. A finger slid inside me without warning.
"You saw what you are not supposed to see baby doll, but I will pretend you are smart enough to know better."
He added another finger, stretching me.
"Look at me," he said.
I lifted my eyes.
"I want to see your face while I ruin you."
His fingers moved faster, curling inside me, hitting that place again and again. My moans spilled out now, uncontrolled. I forgot the mission. I forgot everything but his hand between my thighs.
And did I mention, Luis is still in the room!
He leaned in, his mouth close to my ear.
"You're nothing but a toy," he whispered. "And toys don't get to feel this good unless I allow it."
I was scared, but my hips moved with him. I hated him. I feared him. But I couldn't stop the way I moved against him...


Zita Antonio is in deep trouble. Her gambling father has bitten off more than he can chew, and her mother is slowly dying by the day.
On her way back from her shitty job at a café downtown, she's kidnapped by unknown men and brought to their boss. They blindfold her so she cannot see.
This mysterious man is one of her father's many creditors but he might just be the most dangerous.
He gives her three options:
Pay back the millions her father owes, die with her family or become his pawn.
Of course she chooses the option that seems simple. Pawn.
However, this might just be the most dangerous of them all.
This mysterious man wanted her to retrieve a valuable document from the mansion of Dario Giovanni- the most powerful man in all of Europe.
And to do it? Well she first had to seduce her way in…

"You're soaking through your panties for me already, aren't you?" he growled low against my neck, his fingers tracing lazy patterns up my inner thigh. "Open your legs for me, Wife, let me see how desperate that pussy is." I arched into him, spreading my thighs wide as his hand inched closer, my breath hitching while heat pooled low in my belly...

Alora Smith is barely holding her life together...juggling two jobs, keeping up with the street life and dreaming of something better. When a tempting opportunity finally lands in her lap, she jumps at it without hesitation.

But what seemed like a chance at a fresh start is a nightmare in disguise. She wakes up in a wedding dress, a gun pressed to her temple, and someone demanding she say vows she never agreed to.

Confused, terrified, and trapped, Alora has no idea who she’s marrying… or why. Every second is a risk, every choice could be her last. And when the truth finally comes for her, she’ll have to decide: Will she survive ? At what cost?

"Me? Confessing to him? He’s not even worthy."

The second before I was supposed to confess to the school hunk, my memories came flooding back. The "idiot" was gone. I snapped back at him instantly.

"Is this ugly fool crazy today? How dare she talk to him like that? Does she have a death wish? Hahaha!" The crowd jeered.

I looked at my mocking classmates, my gaze turning ice-cold.

They had no idea. I was the Perfect Subject—the crown jewel of Organization X. Bred for peak intelligence and physical perfection, mastering more skills than they could count.

But the Organization got greedy. They wanted to harvest my genes to create a mindless army, turning me into a mere object. I slaughtered them all and escaped, but not before being hit by a top-secret toxin that left me in a "foolish" state for three long years.

For three years, I was the school's punching bag. The "ugliest girl," the "local idiot," the one everyone stepped on.

Campus bullying? Assassins from the Organization? Every bottom-feeder thinks they can trample over me.

They have no idea who they’re messing with.

Now that I’ve awakened, whether it’s the school bullies or the shadows of the Organization—I’m going to make every single one of them pay. Tenfold.

Marilyn is a self made boss and a Baddie. She does not soften for anyone but she made an exception for her fiancé.
Until she found out her fiancé Tom was cheating on her. To make matter worse, he didn't feel remorse. He broke off the engagement and left her standing there like a fool.
She ends up at a hotel bar, where an arrogant stranger approaches her. He’s persistent, irritatingly sure of himself, and exactly the kind of man she doesn’t deal with. She dismisses him and leaves, refusing to give any man her time anymore.
The next day, she goes to her ex’s office with the intention of ruining his peace. Instead, she finds the man from the bar. His name is Dante. He is her ex’s boss.
Dante proposes an offer and she accepts when she realizes it would get her the revenge she wants on her ex and even more.
The arrangement is clear: No feelings attached.
But the longer they play the part, the more the line blur.

This is a story about control, ego, attraction, and what happens when two people who don’t surrender to anyone start wanting each other anyway.

Victoria is the abandoned daughter of the Gonzalez family. Everyone dislikes her, but they have no idea that she is the only top perfume mixer and possesses great power in society. Business and political magnates all follow her lead.
Alexander Garcia is a business tycoon, cold and heartless. He has encountered powerful rivals, but he has no idea that young girl Victoria is behind this.
Alexander said, “Victoria, I have personally stripped off all your disguises. Now, it’s time to win your heart.”

⚠️ 18+ ONLY | Explicit sexual content & dark romance

Virgin Donor: Fifty Million Dollars.

I stared at the contract, my breath hitching as the numbers blurred before my eyes. Fifty million—for my virginity, my blood, my body.

I had no choice. To hunt down my father’s killer, I needed power. And Vampria Corp was the only door left open to me.

I signed away my freedom without ever seeing the monster who bought me.

That night, I was delivered to a pitch-black mansion, dressed in nothing but a thin hospital gown. Waiting for me was Thane—Vampire War Lord, executioner, legend. Beautiful. Merciless. His crimson eyes burned through the darkness.

“Strip.”

I thought I had misheard—until he repeated it.

Naked and trembling beneath his gaze, I realized I wasn’t a guest. I was property.

He didn’t touch me at first. He watched. Judged. Then, in a blink, I was pinned to the wall, his hand at my throat, his voice cold and cruel.

“When a slave begs,” he murmured, “it does so on all fours.”

I believed I had sold myself to be fed upon.

I was wrong.

Because my rare Ruby blood didn’t just tempt him—it awakened something savage inside a vampire who had slept for four hundred years.

And once the beast awoke, neither of us could escape what followed.

In the outskirts of Sydney, a place where the Mafia are the government, there was a boy called Calvin. He is a final-year student at Brimford University, Sydney, Australia. At twenty-nine, he has achieved what an eighty-year-old man cannot. He is a handsome guy with a lukewarm personality—not too cold, not too warm. He looks quite harmless, yet he is the leader and owner of "Leo Group," the most popular and dangerous mafia group in Australia.
The name of this group sends shivers down people's spines. A mafia group known for its ruthless operations, you are inviting death if you mess with them.
Calvin is basically a solitary person and doesn’t interact much with people. He is also the top student in the entire school.
Dorothy is a fresher who was mistakenly assigned a course she didn’t want to study. All her attempts to change it were in vain. To make matters worse, the lecturers were all on vacation, and the course was not an ordinary one.
Accepting her fate, she started looking for someone to teach her the course. There was no one who could help her except the lukewarm and isolated Calvin. Gathering all the courage she could muster, she approached him and told him her intentions. He agreed to help her but with a condition: he asked her to marry him.

Margaret Queen receives an unexpected visit from a dangerous man, Nikolay Ivanov, who claims to have her brother captive and that he owes him a substantial sum of money.

She is willing to do anything to free her brother from the clutches of this man with a deep and devilishly attractive gaze, who makes her work for him, eliminating his rivals in the largest drug trafficking market in all of Europe.

Margaret fulfills her mission to the letter, although they both find themselves in a bind when Nikolay's main enemy appears and suspects his rival's intentions. To throw him off, Nikolay has to make Margaret pose as his wife.

But an unexpected attraction begins to blossom between them to the point of having an intense and passionate relationship, resulting in the conception of a baby.

They were born enemies.

Isabella knew it the moment she met him.
Alessandro De Luca—the man she was never supposed to touch, love, or trust.

He didn’t know her name.
Didn’t know her blood.
Didn’t know that every smile she gave him was wrapped in betrayal.

For generations, the De Luca and Romano families had been locked in a war written in blood. She was raised to remember it. He was raised to finish it.

Yet in a room filled with champagne, silk, and whispered threats, they fell into something dangerously real.

She loved him knowing it could destroy them both.
He loved her without ever realizing who she truly was.

When the truth finally explodes in gunfire, Isabella disappears—taken back into the family that owns her name, carrying a secret she never meant for him to find.

Their child.

Alessandro searches for her like a man losing his mind. Across cities. Across borders. Across the ruins of a war he thought was over.

Until fate traps him in a forgotten Italian monastery—and puts her back in his arms.

The woman he never stopped loving,
The child he never knew existed,
And a truth powerful enough to reignite a vendetta buried for years.

This time, they run together.

And this time, blood will be paid in full.

She was once a top-tier assassin—until she was betrayed by her own people and left to die.

But when she opens her eyes again, she’s no longer who she used to be. She’s become an ordinary high school girl—plain, overlooked, and the butt of everyone’s jokes.

Overweight. Bottom of the class. Abused by her stepmother. Framed by her younger brother. Mocked by teachers and students alike. Maybe the original owner of this body could endure it all—but she couldn’t.

They call her ugly? She’ll shed the weight, sculpt her body, and stun everyone into silence.
They call her stupid? Elite university presidents will fight to recruit her.
Top hackers will beg to learn her secrets.
Global financial tycoons will compete for her partnership.

This time, all she wants… is a quiet, ordinary life.

Yet as her true identity is revealed piece by piece, she rises—effortlessly—back to the very top of the world.

There's nothing crazier than me destroying my own life by dating a crazy man until I ended up pregnant with his damn child. Oh, my child is not wrong, but I started to hate my child when my boyfriend said, "Just abort it!"
In deep hurt and anger, I found myself despairing of life.
I went to see a friend named Damian to get an abortion pill, but through Damian, I found a reason to keep my life and this baby.
When I decided to start a new life, my damn boyfriend Dylan suddenly came back wanting to marry me and take responsibility for this baby.
The planned wedding was canceled because we discovered Dylan's true identity as a mafia member; clearly, my family wouldn't accept that. Another shocking fact I received was that behind Dylan's return, there was an intention to bring down my father.
A fight between my father and Dylan occurred, leading to my father's death, and Dylan still wanted our wedding to happen. And on our wedding day, I gave everyone a big surprise.
"Wow, a black dress. Are you cursing your own wedding?" Dylan stared at me, shocked and angry, in front of all the invited guests.
"Black is a symbol of mourning. And my father just died at the hands of his son-in-law."
Since then, I've spent my days as Dylan's wife and thot about how to get revenge.

"It hurts. Can you be gentle? I’m already married to you. Did you give the money to my brother?”

Their marriage is a trade-off. On the night of the wedding, she still thought of another man.

He stormed off angrily and left her alone.

The life afterwards wasn’t like what she had imagined. He spoiled her like a can of honey. He can satisfy whatever she wants—even if it’s the stars in the sky.

When I got a second chance at life, the first thing I did was swap arranged marriages with my twin sister.
In our past life, she was pawned off to Daryl Forrester—the cold-blooded Prez of the Iron Riders Motorcycle Club. In all those suffocating years, he never once had her back in front of his crew.
His fragile adopted sister played the "blood debt" card daily, weaponizing her tears to hijack everything that rightfully belonged to my twin. My sister withered into a ghost on his turf. No status, no dignity, completely erased.
And me? I got hitched to a pretentious cellist who hated my rough edges. Eleven months later, we were done.
This time around, I took the MC deal. I hopped on my Harley, rode straight through a twenty-four-hour storm, and rolled up to his outlaw compound reeking of mud and motor oil.
His precious little saint pinched her nose in disgust at my scent.
She had no idea what was coming.
I don't cry. I don't swallow my pride. And I sure as hell wasn't going to stand at my own wedding and watch another woman shed pitiful tears about how "jealous" she is—
I grabbed the ruthless biker boss by the front of his leather cut, yanked him down to my level, and bit his lower lip until it bled, right in front of dozens of patched members.
Then, I followed it up with a brutal knee to his gut.

Warning : 21+

"I want you two to make love right in front of my eyes!" He said. My heart neqarly jumped at the sound. Did I mishear or what?

"What do you mean I made love to her? Are you crazy?" Jacob demanded.

"That's my biggest fantasy, Jake! Watching my girlfriend have sex with my best friend or my brother. I wonder if I'll get jealous or join in on the wild game."


Henry William Haydn, a charismatic man of perfection. He became a company director at a young age, living a life of moral values and dignity. But who would have thought that behind the moral wall he always displayed throughout his life, there lurked wild, sometimes unreasonable fantasies.


Amy Evangelista, a simple woman who grew up on the beaches of Bali, realizes her dream of working for a prestigious company in Australia. But her dreams grow even higher when Henry, the company director, is attracted to her simplicity and beauty.


Jacob Andreas Haydn, Henry's cousin, who suffers from a "Brother Complex" and considers Henry the most important person in his life. Jacob, a cold, perfectionist, and sharp-tongued genius, has for months positioned himself as the "Hater" to Amy, whom he considers a stupid woman unworthy of being his beloved brother's girlfriend.

A complicated relationship and crazy love lead them to be trapped in a vortex of traps they call "Fetish"

Mina is an orphaned duchess living in the capital of the Nodor Kingdom. While her father was from an elite family, her mother was a gypsy from another kingdom. The high society of Athea looked down on Mina and her exotic looks making her a pariah by their social standards.
Commander Jayden, is a war hero and a bastard of disreputable and mysterious origins, coming home to claim his beloved (who happens to be Mina’s cousin, Rosalyn) only to find out she married the prince. Heartbroken, Jayden threatens to tell everyone about his past affair unless Mina agrees to his unconventional proposal. Wanting to save her family from a scandal, Mina accepts the strange proposal.
Will the young bastard commander with his broken heart and mysterious background, open his heart and home to Mina after her cousin's transgressions left him broken? Will they be able to overcome their statuses and their pasts, or will Jayden's secrets ruin it all? As the countdown to Jayden’s future draws near, who will he take to the mysterious ceremony on the night of the Litha Festival? Mina? Or Rosalyn?
Has Mina finally found the companionship and happiness that eluded her as the daughter of a gypsy in their society? Or will her path be entangled in controversy, conspiracy, and secrets better left in the dark.


Mina looked at Jayden, "If I marry you, you will have to stop seeing Rosalyn!"
His blue eyes roamed her body, "Marry me, and I will never look at another woman!"

The war between Nordmar and Myrthana had raged for years. Now, it was over.
Myrthana had lost. Ayla had seen it coming—perhaps even welcomed it.
But she never expected her own brother, the newly crowned King of Myrthana, to trade her away like a mere bargaining chip. To hand her over to King Rhobart of Nordmar—a man as ruthless and unyielding as the frozen land he ruled.
Yet, when she arrives in Nordmar, Ayla quickly realizes that not everything is as it seems. Rhobart may be furious at her presence, but he is not the monster she imagined. And when a new threat rises, forcing them on a perilous journey across the harsh, unforgiving kingdom, Ayla begins to see the man beneath the crown.
But can two sworn enemies survive the dangers ahead without losing themselves—or each other?

Charlotte Hayes never dreamed of becoming Mrs. Hawthorne.
After a life-changing night left her pregnant, Ethan Hawthorne was forced to marry her to take responsibility for their unborn child and protect the Hawthorne family's reputation. But the marriage Charlotte believed would be the beginning of a happy family became the beginning of her nightmare.
Inside the Hawthorne Mansion, she was treated not as a wife, but as a servant. Every day, she was humiliated, overworked, and starved by the Hawthorne family. To make matters worse, her former best friend, Vanessa Caldwell—the woman the Hawthorne family had always wanted Ethan to marry—slowly took her place and stole her husband's heart.
When Charlotte uncovered the secrets of the Shadow Circle, a powerful organization controlling the country's biggest corporations, she became a threat they couldn't afford to leave alive. Before she could expose the truth, she was murdered in a staged accident.
But death was not the end.
Charlotte opened her eyes in the body of Olivia Whitmore, the sole heiress of Whitmore Enterprises, who had also died under mysterious circumstances on the very same night.
This time, she won't return to fight for love. She'll return to uncover the truth, destroy the people who ruined her life, and seek justice for both herself and Olivia.
But what happens when the man who once abandoned her falls in love with her all over again... without realizing that the woman he's desperately trying to win back is the very wife he once failed to protect?
When Ethan finally learns the truth, will regret be enough to win Charlotte back... or has he already lost her forever?

Before the apocalypse in my previous life, my adopted sister blindly believed an online post claiming an extreme global freeze was coming. She forced me to spend everything on raw meat and heavy winter gear. When the "Extreme Heat" apocalypse actually arrived, all her supplies rotted into putrid waste. To vent her frustration, she locked me in a cage and left me to be baked alive in the scorching heat.
Reborn, I smiled and helped her hoard ten tons of raw meat and heavy leather jackets, watching as she dreamed of becoming the Queen of the Wasteland...

Victoria discovered that I hadn't submitted any supplemental medical expense claims for two weeks.
She assumed I had finally been disciplined and had given up what she called "the exploitative nature of the lower class."
Little did she know, my backpack held the signed divorce papers and my mother's death certificate.
As I turned to leave, I was still wearing the discounted trench coat she'd casually given me three years ago when we got married.
What she didn't know was that I, a deep-sea geology genius from MIT, willingly endured three years of her humiliation and ridiculous rules, just so my mother could stay in her conglomerate's private hospital to prolong her life.
Now, my mother has died because of unpaid bills , and even her ashes are carried by me in a cheap canvas bag.
Now that my loved one is dead, there's no need for me to continue being her obstructive dog on Wall Street. The lives she owed with those approval forms, I will settle with the collapse of her entire conglomerate empire.

On our first wedding anniversary, I walked into my husband's office and found him having sex with my best friend.

He didn't even apologize. Instead, claiming he was disgusted that I hadn't produced an heir in a year of marriage, he threw divorce papers in my face.

Five years later, I returned to New York with my new husband—Cassian Vitiello, the Godfather of the North American underworld.

Vincent ran into me at the docks. He handed me a business card, offering me a job as a nanny for his mistress's son.

What he didn't know was that the woman he was mocking was now the Donna—the woman the entire East Coast underground feared.

Ugly. Good for nothing. Useless. Disgusting.
These are the words Zara hears every single day.


I was the Alpha's fated mate but my rejection was worse than one thousand needles pierced to my skin.
"I, Weston Bruce Furrow, Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack reject you, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack. A pathetic runt weakling like you is no match for me."
I could feel my heart breaking, Tuna was howling inside me, and I could feel her pain.
"I, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack, accept your rejection..."


Being the Alpha's daughter doesn't shield Zara from the pack's cruelty. Especially when her own father is her worst tormentor.
Years later, the man she once hated most returns. The same man who rejected her, who humiliated her, and now, she doesn't understand why he's back. Worse still, she's being forced to negotiate with him.
Zara wants nothing more than to forget how he made her feel. But her pack needs protection, and he's the Alpha who can offer it.
Which means she has no choice but to put her pack above her pain.

I was married to Vera for three years.

In those three years, every time we fought, I was the one who backed down first. She got used to being indulged, and she got used to using the silent treatment to make me fold.

Then a blizzard grounded my flight. I didn’t make it back for her birthday. She filed for divorce out of spite and left the country.

Three years ended without dignity.

A year after the divorce, Vera returned with a new jewelry brand and a high-profile comeback. Everyone assumed I was still waiting for her—she assumed it too.

At dinners, she hinted at reconciliation, using our old story to build hype for her brand. The circle started whispering that I’d end up back by her side.

I corrected it, again and again. She ignored every word.

What she didn’t know was that I already had someone new—and we were preparing to get engaged.

When she saw the engagement planning booklet, she convinced herself it was my signal to take her back.

I explained. She insisted.

Until the day of the engagement, when she stormed into the venue…

“Sheridan, Link gave me hope to live this past year. I’m pregnant with his child now. He’s been malnourished since he was a baby. Could you be a little more generous and give him half of your food?”

"To quell the rumors, give him the commander's authority as well! Consider it proof of your tolerance, and that way everyone will accept our family of three!"

Looking at my fiancée, who was heavily pregnant and had a saintly glow on her face, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.

Five years of entrusting each other with life and death have resulted in this scene.

Alright, I'll grant your wish.

Without arguing or making a scene, I readily signed the power transfer agreement, removed my epaulets, and walked without looking back into the underground forbidden zone that everyone feared.

There, a crazy witch with a morbid possessiveness toward me is imprisoned.

Sylvia thought that after I relinquished power, I would only be able to kneel in the mud like a stray dog and watch them be affectionate.

But she had no idea that I was the one who had the safety net for her throughout the entire city!

After losing my protection, the system completely crashed within a few days.

That freeloader completely dropped his pretense, not only beating her half to death with domestic violence, but also attempting to invade her private space.

When she crawled to the gate of the restricted area covered in blood, crying and begging me for forgiveness and to save her life.

I was being held in the arms of that aloof witch, watching the pretty boy who had come looking for me:

"The experiment actually spoke, darling..."

I was six years old when Mom took my brother and me by the hand, leading us into a mansion that looked like a palace. She told us this was our new beginning, after all the hardships we'd been through. But no one warned me that this so-called better life would mean giving up everything I had.

My scholarships, my prom dress, even my Stanford acceptance letter—they all turned into bargaining chips just to keep my stepfather and his daughter Sienna happy. Then, the night before my wedding, they even asked my fiancé to "temporarily" give himself to her as well.

I've always been the one giving everything, pouring myself out until there's nothing left, yet I've never heard the words, "You're enough." If love means endless sacrifice, why am I never the one on the receiving end?

Maybe only when I vanish completely will they remember my name—for the first and last time.

That night, I was dragged into a parking lot and beaten until my hands could never hold a scalpel again.

I thought it was random. Until I heard my own brother and fiancé talking—

"Those thugs went too far, but the result works out, doesn't it? This time, the award will go to Charlotte."

Charlotte. The "poor orphan" my family adopted.

For twelve years, she stole my papers, my opportunities, my glory. And the two men I trusted most handed her everything on a silver platter.

They called me spoiled. Selfish. Difficult.

They even believed I started the fire that killed our parents twelve years ago.

But here's the truth: Charlotte started that fire. I was the one who dragged them out.

They thanked the wrong sister. For twelve years.

Now they want me dead.

Fine. Let Penelope Ashworth die.

The night Declan Ashford announces his chosen mate, everyone in the pack expects me to show up and fall apart.
I don't go.
What I do instead: I'm sitting on the floor of Cael Voss's dorm room in a training jacket that isn't mine, asking whether his mattress is filled with rocks. Cael is Declan's packmate at the academy. His equal in rank. His roommate. The last person I had any reason to call tonight.
I called him anyway.
Here's what he doesn't know: I'm not actually Beta. My real rank was sold before I was old enough to understand what that meant. I've been suppressing it for years.
Here's what I don't know: he's had something of mine under his pillow for two years. Something small. Something I spent three days looking for before I gave up.
Neither of us has said anything about it yet.

I was bought into this world. For twenty-three years, my adoptive mother swept floors, scrubbed toilets, and endured endless orders from others just to keep me alive. Then one day, I discovered she had been depositing forty-four thousand dollars into an overseas account every single year for two decades. They called it a "custody fee". When a mysterious organization showed up, slammed coins in her face and threw a contract written in blood right in front of me, I finally learned whose blood runs through my veins. From that day on, I will prove to everyone: no one shall ever hurt my family.

I had only one plan: To git rid of my new stepdad. I never knew; I'd fall hard for him!

"I want to lose my virginity to you, Daddy." Viola seductively whispered to his ears.
He gulped nervously trying to control his body; " but I am your stepdad!" .