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Avery Mills never imagined her father’s political dreams would cost her freedom.
Forced into marriage with Xander Presley the heir of the Presley empire. Avery quickly learns her new husband is haunted by the ghost of a woman he once loved. Lilith Meyers is gone… but Avery’s uncanny resemblance to her keeps Xander trapped in obsession.

Xander’s need for his Lilith was dangerous, pulling Avery into a twisted web of love, grief, and possession. As if navigating her fragile marriage isn’t enough, Avery soon discovers another enemy lurking in the shadows. Marco Presley, Xander’s ruthless stepbrother, who will stop at nothing to steal the fortune and legacy that should be Xander’s.

Torn between protecting her husband and saving herself, Avery fights to hold her place in a world built on power, betrayal, and secrets. But when Lilith returns from the past, alive and unforgiving, Avery’s carefully balanced world threatens to shatter.

Now Avery must ask herself. Will Xander choose her… or the woman he could never let go?

“I need a wife, but you don’t need to marry me just yet. Let’s have a trial,” Rafael said, his ocean-blue eyes gleaming as he scanned her from head to toe, then lingered on her cleavage.

Savannah frowned. “A trial? Like a probation period?”

“Something like that. Actually, I have a better proposition for you. I want to hire you as my girlfriend.”

Her jaw dropped, but he brushed her chin.

“Close your mouth, Savannah. It’s distracting.”

“So, you want a fake relationship with me until you inherit your father’s legacy?”

“No, I want to hire you until you are ready to marry me legally. I need heirs. I don’t want our kids to be illegitimately born.”

Every hair on her body stood. Her ex-husband, Edward, didn’t want kids, but this man only wanted marriage to have children.

Caught between her past and a tempting future, Savannah had to decide if she would take a chance on New York’s sexiest, most eligible bachelor, Rafael Sebastian, to escape the heartbreak caused by a cheating husband stolen by her best friend.

Naomi Trent was thirty minutes late for the most important interview of her life. She expected the door to be shut, the chance gone. But instead, the CEO himself told her to sit. Lucien Kings was cold, powerful, and not known for second chances. She didn’t understand why he chose her, only that from that moment on, nothing felt normal. He gave her the job. Then the rules started changing. Commands turned personal. Stares lingered too long. The office whispered. Naomi tried to stay professional, but Lucien wasn’t just her boss. He was a storm waiting to break. And she had already stepped into it.

After getting retrenched, former sales representative Nathaniel Underwood searches for ways to gain employment but fails. Left with no other choice, he becomes a gigolo serving wealthy older women in Neon City while keeping the truth from his long-time girlfriend Regina White, a renowned travelling journalist. With bills to pay and a house mortgage to pay off, Nathaniel resorts to seducing these women so that they will keep on taking his services and also increase his feedback score.

However, fate causes Nathaniel to get entangled with the wealthiest young woman in the whole of Neon, Alyssa Dawson, the wealthy CEO of AD Systems Corp. When he extorts her with a sex tape of their night together, she retaliates by presenting him with an offer that he cannot refuse: to become her exclusive gigolo!

But when Regina returns one day to stay in Neon for good, can Nathaniel continue keeping the truth from her? Or will she divulge his secret relationship with Alyssa?

And what feud does Sirius White, Regina's stepbrother, has with Alyssa, and why does she hate him so much?

I’d spent six years working under an alias for the High Council.
The day I came home, I happened to see my daughter being slapped by a woman and forced to kneel down.
I slapped the woman back and called my husband, Derek.
The call connected. In the background, I heard his newlywed wife giggling.
In a voice so cold I barely recognized it, he said, “No one can save you.”
Then he hung up.

That woman sneered, “Here, even the air you breathe belongs to Alpha Derek!”
She had no idea Derek only went from an ordinary Gamma to a Pack king because I’d been laying the road for him from behind the curtain.
Now he had his precious wife and son in his arms, and he still let them treat my daughter like a dog.

I smiled.
If he’d forgotten who lifted him onto the throne.
Then I wouldn’t mind dragging him down with my own hands.

“I’m the one deciding your fate, Derek.”
I took my daughter’s hand and looked straight at the man in front of me.
“Game over. Your Alpha era ends here.”

“Mates!” Olivia’s voice rang in my head, then fell silent, as if stunned by the memories she’d glimpsed.
No! No! No!
This couldn’t be real. It had to be a nightmare.
They couldn’t be my mates... I can’t believe it... Mated to My Twin Stepbrothers?
As the daughter of the Alpha’s mistress, Maya has always been an outcast, scorned by the Blackthorn Pack and tormented by her stepbrothers. Maximus and Leonardo Sterling—the infamous Sterling Twins—were future Alphas with one cruel goal: to make Maya’s life unbearable. On her eighteenth birthday, fate delivered a devastating blow—they were her fated mates. That night, they shattered her innocence, marking her against her will to avenge her mother’s sins.
The Sterling Twins were masters of cruelty, their thirst for vengeance boundless.
Yet Maya’s heart battles the searing pull of the mate bond, torn between hatred and forbidden desire. When she discovers she’s pregnant by the brothers who destroyed her, she rejects them and flees, vowing to protect her unborn child. Years later, the twin Alphas hunt her once more—not just for her, but for their son, the heir they demand for their pack.
Can Maya defy the fated bond and safeguard her child, or will the twins’ relentless pursuit claim them both in this second chance?

Note: Rosie Meachem is the co-author of the story, updating from Chapter 102.

"I am so tired of pretending, where is my happy ending "

Jessa's mother was jilted by her father before the twins were born, leaving only the house where they once lived. It was a tough and unpredictable roller coaster that was sure to leave one scared for life.

Well that's until a cause was proclaimed on the family that stole her twins from her on the day of their birth.
Will the causes be fulfilled at the appointed time?

Will the twins eventually locate their mother?

Will she be sane enough to look after her twins?

Will everything returns to normal?

What happens when the twins' father returns? With questions like this left unanswered you know you don't want to be Left hanging, find out on A twin with a difference.

Jackie Sheeran has spent her entire life being told she's not good enough. As the plus-size daughter of a disgraced alpha who let his pack fall to ruin, she's been groomed to take over a pack that sees her as nothing more than a burden. Her mother, Alpha Theia, has trained her relentlessly—but never allowed her to fight with the warriors, never trusted her to lead, and never once believed she could shift without agony.

The only thing Jackie has left is her cat, Aurelia, and the memory of her dead brother, Jeremy, who was torn apart by feral rogues years ago.

When the infamous Fox twins—Kealan and Healan Fox—begin burning through packs in search of the legendary Malavite Stone, Jackie's mother panics. The Fox twins are notorious monsters: gods of war who wear their power like a second skin, their bodies covered in intricate tattoos and their white hair making them look like angels of death. They slaughter without mercy, take what they want, and leave nothing but ash.

But Jackie has needs that her mother's suffocating control can't contain. One night, she sneaks out to meet her secret lover, Tony, at Crescent Falls—only to find Kealan Fox waiting for her instead. He's naked, beautiful, and so dominant that her wolf recognizes him immediately.

Mate.

Six months after watching her fiancé die in a devastating car crash, Calla West finds herself walking down the aisle toward the wrong man entirely. Adrian Thorne possesses his twin brother’s face but none of Alaric’s warmth—he’s calculating, controlling, and dangerously obsessed with claiming everything he believes should have been his from birth. What begins as a marriage she entered to honor her lost love’s memory rapidly transforms into a suffocating psychological prison built on lies, manipulation, and deadly family secrets that span generations.
Trapped in a union she cannot escape and haunted by a love she cannot forget, Calla must navigate a deadly survival game. The stakes are her freedom, sanity, and the shocking truth about what happened that night.
Some secrets are worth killing for. Others are worth dying to protect.

At just nine years old, Kiara Middleton was the star of her school. There was nothing she lacked, whether it be beauty or smartness; she had it all. Her parents adored and loved her, Alpha James and Luna Clarise Middletown. However, she was also the envy of many kids her age, which always led to Kiara being the target of their bullying. The adorable Kiara never let the bullying phase her; well, she tried to.

When Kiara escorts her parents and triplet elder brothers to the crowning of the new twin alpha kings in the werewolf multiverse, her family is hit with the most shocking news of their pampered daughter. Having looked for their Luna Queen since they turned eighteen, Kayden and Jaden Wittmoore, the future alpha kings of the entire wolf population in the human and werewolf multiverse, had gradually given up hope of finding her and had decided to ascend the thrown without their soulmate at the age of twenty-nine.

Despite having several escapades in the past, they longed for their mate. They didn't expect to finally find her at their coronation, but there was a slight problem: she was just a nine-year-old pup. She couldn't feel the mate bond. The moon goddess had given them the ultimate test: patience. Would they succeed or fail?

One month before my wedding, I was trying on the wedding dress I'd designed myself when a message from a friend popped up: [Diana, get over here! Your fiancé just lost at Truth or Dare and has to kiss your rival.]

The night before our engagement party, my fiancé gifted me a million-dollar yacht—with another woman's name carved on the hull.

Not mine. "Serena"—his first love, the one who got away.

Five years of patience. Five years of sacrifice. And this is what I get?

"Stop overreacting," Austin said without a hint of shame. "She's severely depressed. I'm just trying to comfort her."

Comfort her? What about me?

When Serena tried on what should've been my wedding dress, when Austin demanded I "be the bigger person" yet again—I finally snapped.

I threw the engagement ring. It cracked against his face.

Austin's hand shot up in fury.

The door exploded open.

Julian Cross—New York's most dangerous billionaire—stepped inside, his presence filling the room like a storm.

"You dare lay a hand on my woman?"

Asher and Aspen the billionaire twins need a new submissive.
They finally found one who happens to be their new personal assistant Lisa. Since they don’t want to scare her away by coming on her, they decided to seduce her into accepting to be their sub.

Juggling her career and family, Thea fought to keep her marriage alive after her husband lost his job. She hired a nanny to help—never guessing she was welcoming her own replacement.
"The three of us look more like a family than with you, mommy."
That was the final nail.
She walked away. No custody battle. No tearful goodbyes. Just silence. And from that silence, she rose—stronger, sharper, and impossible to break.
Enter Ezra Harrington.
Billionaire. CEO. Her boss.
Cold-blooded in more ways than one.
He wants Thea—but not just in the boardroom. He's hungry for more.
Her blood sings to him.
Her strength tempts him.
Her fire threatens to consume him.
But Thea doesn't kneel.
Not for love. Not for monsters.
Not even for the devil in a custom Armani suit.
Now her past is clawing back—
A husband begging for a second chance. A child she ne er stopped loving. And a vampire boss who'd destroy the world to keep her.
T.W: Dub-con, vampirism/alpha dominance, workplace relationship, dark romance etc.

On my wedding night, I discovered the man in my bed wasn't my husband.
It was his twin brother—the one the family had exiled.
In my previous life, I exposed them in a rage.
My cheating husband came back, smashed my head open, and threw me into the ocean to be fed to the sharks.
But this time, reborn with a second chance, I cupped the face of the man in front of me—the face identical to my husband's—and slowly untied my wedding dress.
"Since he personally delivered you to my bed, then from now on... you're the husband."
This time, I'm going to raise up the loyal stand-in, and take everything from that bastard.

"Tell me to stop, and I will," he murmured against my ear. "But if you don't..."
He didn't finish. He didn't need to.
I didn't tell him to stop.
Instead, my fingers curled into his shirt, clutching the fabric as though it was my only anchor. Something in him snapped—something he had been holding back for too long. His mouth found mine in a kiss that wasn't tender, but hungry, desperate.
I gasped into him, his hand sliding up to cup my jaw, holding me as if afraid I might vanish.
"You drive me insane," he breathed against my mouth, his lips trailing to my throat. "I can't lose you, Ella. Not you."
My head fell back, a soft sound escaping me as his fingers memorized my waist. My anger melted beneath his desperation.
"James..." I whispered, more plea than protest.
His hand caught mine, fingers threading together tightly. "I'll bring him back. I swear it. Just... don't turn away from me. Please."
The word please—low, ragged, almost broken—undid me more than anything else could have.


Ella never imagined she would marry the man she had secretly loved for years in such a way.
When her brother Theo faced twenty-five years in prison for massive embezzlement, the ruthless business tycoon James Lancaster offered her a deal: marry him in exchange for her brother's freedom.
This wasn't a fairy tale proposal, but a carefully orchestrated revenge. Because in James's heart, Ella was the culprit who had killed his sister Cecilia. He wanted her to pay the price—to atone with a lifetime of suffering.

For three years, she was the invisible wife in a marriage of convenience, her quiet love met only with his cold indifference. Now, with her departure date set, the photos of him with his true love are the final proof she needs to walk away forever.

Her bags are packed, her future is hers alone. She plans to vanish without a trace, leaving behind only a signed divorce paper.

He never saw her—until he found her closet empty and his world unraveling. The man who took her for granted is now in a desperate race against time, tormented by a single question: Can he undo his greatest mistake, or has he already lost the one person who truly mattered?

I became a substitute bride, marrying a man whose legend was written in the blood of his four dead wives. On our wedding night, the cold steel of his gun met my temple. "You don't fear death?" he whispered. I played the part of a frightened lamb, all while secretly planning his demise. Yet, this cruel man who pushes me to the edge is the same one who shields me from harm. What game is this handsome monster playing? Little does he know, I am no innocent victim—I approached him with a hidden agenda of my own.

"I didn't marry him for love. I married him to survive."
Amara Kline, a woman defined by her lifelong habit of seeking safety through silence. To rescue her family's failing logistics business, she enters a three year contract marriage with Gideon Moore, a billionaire who views the union as a purely clinical transaction.
While Amara endures systemic mockery from Gideon's status obsessed family and dismissive staff, Gideon maintains a stance of emotional negligence, believing her capable of handling the abuse alone. The story follows Amara's internal struggle with low self-worth as she transitions from a passive victim into a woman who reclaims her voice.
After discovering her marriage was orchestrated through fraudulent debts, she legally maneuvers to seize her family's assets and leaves Gideon to face the consequences of his passivity. Ultimately, the sources track a journey of self-actualization, where Amara's eventual success forces an unraveling Gideon to realize that forgiveness must be earned through genuine change rather than wealth.
Gideon broke her heart. Now, she's going to break his bank.

On the 1st day of their flash marriage, Alexander made bold declarations to Lila: "I will absolutely never have any improper relations with you."
On the 2nd day of their flash marriage, Alexander kissed Lila.
Lila: "Didn't you say you wouldn't have relations with me?"
Alexander: "I also said no talking back!"

"He's not my ex-husband. He's just a man I used to know."
He shattered her heart with one accusation. Now she’s the woman he’ll do anything to win back.
Juliette Hart thought she had found her happy ending with billionaire Nolan Cross. But on their wedding night, he publicly accused her of cheating. Heartbroken and pregnant, Jules disappeared from his world.
Years later, the truth comes to light. As past betrayals resurface and buried secrets unravel, Nolan will stop at nothing to reclaim the woman he lost.
But Jules is no longer the broken girl he left behind. She will do whatever it takes to protect herself and her son. Even if it means taking dangerous risks.
When love and revenge collide, will forgiveness be their salvation, or their downfall?

"Isn't it ridiculous? Who would marry a lame man?”

“Even if he is not lame, no one wants to be his ninth wife!”

"One Billion Prize For An One-Year Marriage"" was an announcement posted on the wall of the University. It made Liona not think much about who she would marry. In other words, a sum of money could make her do anything.

Who would have thought that the man, Lucas Fernando, she was going to marry was not a lame man?

A successful man, the CEO of a big company, is ruthless and famous for being untouchable. Also, famous for his eight marriages.

Liona hoped that one year would end soon so she could leave Lucas, but an unforgettable night changed everything.

Why did Lucas get married eight times? Would Liona become his final wife or just one of his ex-wives?"

The Wife I Forgot to Love

Helena believed she knew every detail of her marriage: the exact time her husband came home, precisely how long the chicken needed to rest, the sound of Damian’s laughter when something truly made him happy. But there was another laugh—one that was never meant for her—hidden behind a door that never quite closed.

When Helena discovers a photograph that shatters everything she thought she knew about her marriage, the carefully built life she’s clung to begins to unravel in silence. Camila Calloway isn’t just a name. She’s the answer to questions Helena never dared to ask out loud.

As the truth slowly comes to light, Helena must confront not only betrayal but also the part of herself that chose not to see what had been right in front of her all along. With the unwavering support of her sister, Cassidy, and burdened by a past that has shaped her more deeply than she’ll admit, Helena embarks on a journey of heartbreak, resilience, and self-discovery.

This is the story of a woman who learns to love herself before deciding whether she can—or should—trust someone else with her heart again. It is a journey of healing, redemption, and the courage to begin again, where every chapter brings her one step closer to the woman she was always meant to become.

Because sometimes, losing everything is the only way to find yourself.

And in the end, after all the pain, anger, and tears, only one word remains to capture it all:

Always.

"You are so hot and it pisses the fuck out of me. I can never love you because you are not her, but why do I find it so hard to keep my hands off you? What are you doing to me, Amelia?” Marcus sounds so furious, pounding into me ruthlessly like he wants to fuck me out of his system and strip himself of every influence I have over him.

He yanks me up by my hair, wanting me to see how much if good girl I look in the mirror, taking his Cock like a slut. My eyes are shining with tears, my face overly flushed and my lips parted in pleasure. But my heart shatters seeing the hatred brimming in his blue eyes. I am not her. I'll never be her and he'll never love me like he loves her.

Stuck in the storm of a heated business rivalry between two powerful families, Amelia Knight, the heiress of the Knight family crossed paths with the son of her father's business rival, Marcus Wright, at a high society event and became immediately smitten by him. When it occurred to Amelia that Marcus' heart belonged to another woman, she settled for loving him from afar but a one-night-stand as a result of excessive expectations from Marcus' grandfather changed everything and plagued with the fear of rejection, Amelia concealed her true identity from him.

Things grew complicated when Marcus' grandfather caught them in bed and forced Marcus to take responsibility for his actions by marry Amelia. Although Amelia was stuck in a loveless marriage with Marcus, she held onto the hope that she'd reciprocate her feelings, but he filed for a divorce and chose his first love over her.

Scorned by the man she loved, Amelia took over her family's business but a twist set in when she encountered powerful billionaire, Nolan Hayes. But then, her happily ever after suffered a hit at the re-emergence of her ex-husband who was hellbent on getting her back in her life, leaving her torn between two powerful men in a heated love triangle. Will Amelia choose the mysterious knight she just met over her unfeeling ex-husband or return to the man her heart had always known despite how much he hurt her?

t the most expensive medical charity gala in Manhattan, Avery Hale came in through the service corridor because she hated cameras. She wore a black dress without a label, carried her own coat, and kept her name off every donor wall.

That was the point. For seven years, Avery had hidden the money she made from film scores and documentary royalties inside an anonymous foundation that paid for surgeries, trials, and second chances for children whose families had run out of all three. She had built Second Dawn quietly because quiet was the one thing her old family had never been able to take from her.

Then the Mercers saw her.

The parents who had adopted her and discarded her. The golden son they had asked her to fund, praise, and disappear for. The family that once called her selfish for wanting college now called her a fraud for standing in a room she had paid to build.

They thought Avery had slipped into the gala to beg. They thought the powerful man watching from the edge of the ballroom was only another rich stranger. They thought public shame would make her small again.

They were wrong about every part of her.

In seven years of marriage, I miscarried five times. I nearly died on the operating table.

My husband, Lorenzo Castellano—the mafia king who controlled the entire East Coast—gripped my blood-stained hand and choked out: "It's okay. You're all I need."

I believed him.

Until our anniversary, when I smelled her perfume on his shirt and discovered the truth: his sister-in-law had given him a three-year-old son—those same deep brown eyes I'd bled five times trying to create.

The cruel irony? Just the day before, two pink lines had appeared on a pregnancy test.

That night, the explosion lit up the entire ocean, our private yacht burning like a funeral pyre.

The man who made all of New York's underworld tremble finally learned what it meant to lose.

He lost his wife.

And the child he would never know existed.

The year I loved Edward the most, I was envied by everyone in Copper Valley.
They called me the priceless treasure in the palms of my father and my husband.
I was the most precious pregnant woman in the whole Copper Valley.
But before Christmas, when I went to give my husband a surprise, I saw him kissing the cheek of Angela, the daughter of my father's lover.
His friends praised his high-handed means, athat he could actually persuade me to have a fake marriage with him.
"Fake marriage?" I frowned.
Edward told them, "Lucy has everything. Angela has been a bastard for more than twenty years. I should compensate."
I left the club in despair and then replied to the mysterious text message on my phone.
[I can accept you as the nominal father of my child.]

Seven years married. Seven years reading minds. Still ended up the biggest joke in New York's underworld.

My husband Dante—Mafia boss—put that ring on my finger thinking, "This should be Elena's."

Seven years taking bullets for him. Seven years tortured for him. All I got was his cold contempt.

Then Elena came back with a kid. I became trash.

"Victoria, you disgust me." He crushed me under his boot, had me beaten bloody—all for her.

That's when my heart died.

I didn't explain. Just watched the clock.

Three hours until the boat leaves.

Dante, we're done. Forever.

"You think you walked away and I'd just let you go?" His whisper pressed against my ear, dangerous and intoxicating. "Two and a half years, Sienna. Do you know what that does to a man?"

He spun me around to face the door, my palms pinned against cold wood, his chest searing against my back like a brand. His hand slipped beneath my hem, fingers tracing up the inside of my thigh with punishing slowness.

"Every time I see you," his teeth grazed my shoulder, "I remember exactly what you look like when you lose control."

"Ethan, don't—"

"Your mouth says don't." His fingers found me, and my knees nearly gave out. "But your body is begging me to keep going."

He was right. God damn him, he was right. My hips rolled against his hand without permission, chasing something I had spent two years pretending I did not need.

"Say my name," he commanded, his voice wrecked beyond recognition. "The way you used to."

And I did. On the ruins of every rational thought I had left, I did.

He ruined me once.
And now he’s back to finish the job—I can feel it.

Else how do you explain this?
The one man I should never see again is everywhere.
In my head.
In my bed when I close my eyes.
In the wet dreams that leave me aching for the man who ghosted me after four years.

That isn’t normal. Nothing about this is normal.

People run from danger. They run from pain.
But me? It feels like I’m running straight toward it.
Or worse—like it’s running toward me.

Roman Ward.
The bane of my existence.
And God help me… the only man I can’t escape.

Moona, after seeing her husband having an affair in her own bed, was so shocked that she was muted and lost her unborn child. After the two divorced, she was fortunate to find a companion, although his mind was a bit abnormal, although life was hard, despite being made difficult by her ex-husband everywhere, she was still very happy. She just hopes every day that passes is still the same.
But one day he wakes up, remembers everything, just forgets her, what should she do?

Elizabeth Stone had loved one man, Crimson Phoenix. But after six blissful years together, he shattered her heart and walked out of her life. Nothing could have prepared her for what came next: within months, he was engaged to her best friend, the beautiful and successful actress Celestine Ford, who was pregnant with his child. Now, four years later, Elizabeth thought she had escaped the scandal that had made her the most hated woman in Flintstone City. However, she is back as the heiress to a vast chain of resorts and hotels. Her life is thrown into chaos once again when her ex returns, begging for her forgiveness and a second chance. But can she truly forgive the man who was the reason she lost her baby?

Ryan: My Ex, My Mate
I see a woman with her back turned to me, but Aspen yells, "MATE."
Angel runs toward the woman, screaming "Mommy," and my mate is none other than my ex girlfriend, Reya Lopez.
Worse than that, my mind processed what Angel called Reya. She called Reya "Mommy."
What the fuck? She had some other wolf's child. I held Angel. I caught her scent. This is Reya's child, but not mine! Is this why she left? Was she pregnant with some other wolf's pup?
Reya: My Ex, My Boss
"Good morning! I am glad I caught you. I need to show you to your office." Stephanie says.
I stare at her confusedly; "I'm sorry, my office? I thought I was an administrative assistant?" I ask her.
"You were, but you have been reassigned. You are now the direct personal assistant to the boss. You will take the small office next door to his, designated for the position."
"Why would the boss ask for me as his personal assistant?" I ask Stephanie, confused by the sudden change.
"I don't know hun. I just know Mr. Sullivan asked for you personally." She smiles at me.
I try my hardest to return the smile, but did she, Sullivan? As in, my ex boyfriend, Ryan Sullivan?!

Make a choice, live on the streets or work for you EX?


After a wild night with her friends, married Kimberly Anderson woke up in a hotel room next to a stranger. A month later, she became pregnant and unsure of who was responsible. Her husband, Ernest White, demanded a divorce after he found out about her night with the stranger. He kicked her out and after five years, their paths crossed at Ernest's multi-billion dollar advertising company. This awakened the feelings within them but Ernest decided to make her his PA and make her pay for breaking his heart.

Note: Explicit, erotic content. Not for readers younger than 18 please.

    “Take it off Abby” he demanded looking so fierce but sexy.
      “As you wish master” I returned . I placed my hand on my white shirt and pulled it off through my head slowly.
     “Don’t rush things Abby” he would always warn.
     I took my hands slowly to my back as I tried so hard to reach for my bra hook. I got it. I thought to myself.
    I was about unhooking it but then he interfered.
    “Stop Abby, don’t move” He said to me while he sat down on his seat gazing at me.
      “Imagine me walking round where you are standing this minute. Imagine my hands on your body as you take off your bra hook” He tried creating an invincible scene in my head.
     My hands unhooked my bra unknowingly and I felt the urge to grab him immediately, but no… that wasn’t how it was done with Alex.

On her wedding day, Harper was humiliated and left by her fiancé for another woman. Unexpectedly, Logan, her fiancé's father, stepped forward and offered to take Ethan's place and marry Harper. Everyone was shocked. Harper's parents also disapproved.

However, Harper agreed to marry Logan on a mission of revenge. Instead of seeking revenge, Harper was driven mad by Logan's love and pampering. The entire country knew that Logan deeply loved the woman who was supposed to be his son's wife. Not only was she pampered by Logan, but Harper also gained the respect of everyone.

Seeing her father's happiness with his ex-fiancée, Ethan became upset. He felt that happiness should have been his. He regretted choosing another woman. So he used all means to win Harper back.

I was arrested the night I turned eighteen for murdering my parents. The evidence was perfect. The blood that stained my dress was their blood and my fingerprints were on the knife. The one person I trusted to stand up for me wouldn’t even see me—my mate, the heir to the Alpha King. Lucien Ashcroft passed without a word to me as the council sentenced me to death.
So I ran.
Seven years later, a female protagonist named Selene Vale makes a comeback. She is the billionaire who owns the largest security and biotech investigatory firm in the nation, and no one knows who she is. Not even Lucien. But now, a second Alpha is found murdered, kill by kill, using the exact method that was used to kill my parents, and the very kingdom that sentenced me to death calls for me for help. The mate who left me wants my trust. And they’re still hunting everyone who knows my real name. Because I didn't kill my parents. Somebody erased the truth… and they will kill again.

“Get out with your bastard son!”
Falsely accused by my husband's mistress, then imprisoned for three years by my wealthy husband himself, I returned home only to be cast out before the entire high society—he embraced his mistress while driving me and my son from our home.

"You will always be my wife—past, present, and future. I will win you back..." my ex-husband declared before the media, filled with remorse.

“Dream on! You belong to me!”
The mafia boss who had forcibly abducted me leaned close to my ear, whispering his vow.

I was in love with Ethan Black, a brilliant man with big dreams. I gave him my twenties, my body, my loyalty. I worked three jobs while he chased his startup dreams. And when he finally made it, he became a stranger.
Then I found out he got another woman pregnant, the same woman who dumped him in college when his family lost everything. That nearly destroyed me. But I stayed. I told myself love was worth it.
But nothing could prepare me for the day he left our four-year-old daughter home alone… to go see her. And our little girl died.
I buried my child and with her, the woman I used to be.
Now, I live for one thing only: Revenge.
He took everything from me. Now I’ll take everything from him.
He doesn’t know it yet… but I’m not the same woman he left behind. And by the time I’m done, he’ll wish he never met me.

After finding out that her husband had cheated on her, she decided to leave him and start a new life, three years later, she has returned and no longer the submissive wife, she has come to take her kids but what she didn't expect was the unfortunate turn of event that whisked her into the life of drama, revenge, list, betrayal and heartache.

Claire's love for Richard was legendary—three years of devotion that everyone envied. Until the day she found her best friend Monica on top of her husband in their living room, and her world shattered.

"Sign it, Claire," Richard said, tossing divorce papers at her hospital bed, his once-warm blue eyes now ice cold. "You disgust me. You're clingy, obsessed, and suffocating."

One year later, Claire Winfred returns to town—transformed, powerful, and engaged to billionaire Alexander Hayes. But she hasn't come back for a new beginning. She's come back for revenge.

Now she's the one calling the shots, trapping Richard behind his desk, her hand gripping his tie. "Tell me, Richard," she purrs, "do you still find me disgusting?"

"Yes," he lies, even as his body betrays him.

"Then explain why you're so hard right now."

The seduction has begun. But in a game this dangerous, who will be the hunter and who will be the prey?

Harder baby! Harder!!”

Kevin's office door had been left ajar just by an inch; however, this gap was used to its maximum capacity in revealing the savage moans coming from Rosa’s oldest friend.

Rosa wasn't the one to tell anyone how to live their life, but couldn't this be saved for anywhere else but the office? Kevin would be disappointed if he caught her.

The startled Luna decided to give away her surprise and call her husband to tell him that she was at his office instead of meeting Sandra who sounded VERY occupied.

Barely a moment later her husband's ringtone flowed out of the office, intertwining with the sounds of Sandra and her lover's intimacy. So she had his phone, too?

Rosa didn't want to humiliate her friend but she also didn't want to leave without seeing Kevin, so she gave a few knocks of courtesy before blocking her eyes and stepping into the office.

“Rosa?” A hoarse, deep voice huffed out her name.

Her fingers fell from her hand with a feverish tremble, unveiling an unbelievable horror.

Her mate had thrown another woman over his desk and was buried as far as he could go into. His hands were firmly planted on her hips and there were fresh ‘lovebites’ over the woman, Sandra, her childhood friend.

My jaws locked, and I pushed all thoughts aside. “I hear you are going to marry my sister.”

His dark pink lips, which used to kiss every part of me, twitched. “That is the plan. Why?”

“Rosaline has a boyfriend,” I said.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Rosaline cried.

“My sister cannot marry you.” I ignored the angry reactions from my father and sister.

“So?” Nathaniel questioned. He seemed curious about where that moment was headed.

“Nathaniel Storm…” Suddenly, my hands felt sweaty. I clasped them to hide that sign of my nervousness. “Marry me.” His dark eyes, the colour of the stormy sea, narrowed as he considered my words. “Instead of Rosaline, marry me.”

Haylee gave up everything for love,h er title, her pack, her future only to be betrayed by the one man she trusted most. Cast aside and pregnant, she disappeared into the shadows, determined to raise her children away from the lies and heartbreak. But fate has a cruel sense of humor.

Five years later, Alpha Aiden Fenrir’s world is crumbling, and the only one who can save him is the woman he once betrayed. When he seeks help from a powerful neighboring pack, he’s stunned to find Haylee standing tall as Luna stronger, colder, and no longer his. But even more shocking are the two boys who carry his face.

Haylee wants nothing from Aiden until a deadly illness threatens their children, forcing her to confront him once more. As old feelings resurface and dark secrets unravel including a sinister prophecy, a treacherous ex-lover, and a shocking betrayal by the man she thought saved her. Haylee must choose between the love she lost and the future she fights to protect.

In a world where bloodlines are power and love is a dangerous bond, can Haylee reclaim her strength, protect her children, and decide who truly holds her heart?

The day Delia finds out she is finally pregnant, it should be the happiest day of her life. However, after going home to find her husband in bed with his secretary, Delia is determind to leave him and make a better life for her and her child, no matter the cost.