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“I always knew you were a nerd, and you just confirmed it today," Cody said, resting his hands on my table. I frowned because he was standing too close for my liking. “You know what happens to nerds in this class. They're really fun to play with. You can ask Alicia and Manuel how much fun they had while you weren't here. Welcome to the nerdy team," Cody added sarcastically, and I rolled my eyes.
“What's the point of being brilliant without being beautiful?" Isabella chimed in. “I bet no guy has even looked your way since you arrived at this school. How pathetic." I wasn't going to let their comments get to me. They were just jealous because I had topped the class, and as a new student at that.

Nina discovers that she is pregnant after a one-night stand with a stranger who turns out to be a rich and powerful quintessential playboy and her new boss.

While I was busy looking for a way to save our son's life, Liam, My husband was busy having dinner with his childhood lover, Anna.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Wright, but we can no longer continue with the treatment procedures." Those were the last words the doctor had said before unplugging the life support from my child.

I had lost my child due to my husband's unavailability and I promise to avenge his death.

I put up with my husband's cheating because I needed money for my brother's medical bills.

Until I found the heart donor report he'd been hiding in his study for three months. 98% match. He'd signed it "postpone."

That night, fireworks filled the London sky, his mistress laughing in the background. Standing over my brother's body, I finally got it—he'd been killing my brother all along.

I ripped up his check, sold every piece of jewelry he'd ever given me, and threw the divorce papers in his face.

"Murderer"—that's all I said.

Three years later, I'm getting a standing ovation at the Golden Hall. He shows up in the snow, eyes red, begging for forgiveness.

I just smiled. "Charles, you died three years ago."

I'm a siren. Every fifty years, I need to eat a heart. Not just any heart—it has to be rotten to the core. The more evil, the better it feeds.
So when Arthur Pendleton, billionaire marine philanthropist and secret trafficking kingpin, spotted a helpless blind girl sitting alone at his charity gala, he thought he'd hit the jackpot.
He took me to his cliffside villa. Cooked me dinner. Drugged my milk.
Cute.
The drugs broke down the second they hit my stomach. His guard found out about the restraints the hard way—right before I snapped his neck.
Now Arthur is steering his yacht into open water, chasing a sunken treasure that doesn't exist, too drunk on greed to notice the strange singing in the fog, or that the blind girl in his passenger seat can see him perfectly fine.
He has no idea what's waiting in the deep.

"NEXT DOOR is full of completely unexpected twists—you will read it on the edge of your chair. It is Blake Pierce at his best! Another masterpiece of suspense and mystery. I highly recommend it to the permanent library of all readers that appreciate an excellent thriller, full of psychological suspense and with a completely unexpected ending. This is the first in what promises to be another excellent series. I can hardly wait to read the sequel."--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto MattosA NEIGHBOR’S LIE (A Chloe Fine Mystery) is book #2 in a new psychological suspense series by bestselling author Blake Pierce, whose #1 bestseller Once Gone (Book #1) (a free download) has over 1,000 five-star reviews. FBI Violent Crimes Division Special Agent Chloe Fine, 27, still reeling from the secrets of her past, finds herself thrown into her first case: the murder of a nanny in a seemingly perfect suburban town.Immersed in a world of secrets, of unfaithful couples, of pretense and artifice, Chloe soon realizes that anyone—and everyone—may be guilty. Yet at the same time, with her own father still in jail, she must battle her own demons and unravel her own secrets, which threaten to bring her down before her own career even begins.An emotionally wrought psychological suspense with layered characters, small-town ambiance and heart-pounding suspense, A NEIGHBOR’S LIE is book #2 in a riveting new series that will leave you turning pages late into the night. Book #3 in the CHLOE FINE series will be available soon.

I gave him three years of silent devotion behind a mask I never wanted to wear. I made a wager for our bond—he paid me off like a mistress.
"Chloe's back," Zane said coldly. "It's over."
I laughed, poured wine on his face, and walked away from the only love I'd ever known.
"What now?" my best friend asked.
I smiled. "The real me returns."
But fate wasn't finished yet.
That same night, Caesar Conrad—the Alpha every wolf feared—opened his car door and whispered, "Get in."
Our gazes collided. The bond awakened. No games. No pretending. Just raw, unstoppable power.
"Don't regret this," he warned, lips brushing mine.
But I didn't.
Because the mate I'd been chasing never saw me.
And the one who did?
He's ready to burn the world for me.

Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation.
Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart.
Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly.


Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned.
She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby.


Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself.
But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on?
To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his.


Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother?
How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?

Emery’s undying love for her late mother drove her to do things only a desperate person could understand. To save her mother’s company, she agreed to marry a man twice her age. There’s no way she could escape the miserable truth, but on the day of the wedding, she married the wrong groom who turned out to be the wealthiest man in the country.
It’s like the Heavens gave her another chance and she won’t let the chance slip away. However, can she withstand the tension whenever her fake husband is near her? What if she falls for him? Will he catch her? Or she’d fall into a more complicated situation?


Every man's dream was to watch their bride walk down the aisle towards them, however, the beautiful dream turned into a nightmare when Terrence found a different woman under the veil. His bride ran away and he was forced to marry a stranger. To make everything more complicated, he just got appointed as the company President and he needs to maintain a good reputation.
Keeping his fake bride by his side is the only choice left to him. However, how can he deal with his self-control when the woman he mistakenly married is a total goddess of temptation?

"You took my wedding dress for my stepsister?"
My voice was ice as I stared at the man I had loved for six years—the man I had saved with my own blood, drop by drop, through years of his illness.
Atlas Brooks couldn't meet my eyes.
"She's dying, Mandy. Susie's last wish is to marry me."
Six years of devotion. Endless blood donations. And this is what I get in return?
The man I saved wants to trade me for the sister who destroyed my family.
Let him. I'm done fighting for someone who never fought for me.
But when I tried to walk away, Atlas caught my wrist.
"After she's gone," he whispered, "we can still be together. Just... let her have this."
The dress. The wedding. The man. Let her have everything.
I'm not waiting around as anyone's second choice. Not anymore.
I'm ready to say goodbye to everything.
I thought I was leaving love behind forever.
I didn't know that at my stolen wedding, I was about to find it.

Three years of marriage. Harper gave up her career, cut off her friends, and made herself invisible for Evan.
Then on her birthday, the blow came. Claire showed up pregnant: "Mrs. Morgan's spot will be mine eventually. What's the point of you holding onto it?"
Harper finally woke up. She filed for divorce without looking back.
The day she signed the papers, she smiled calmly at the reporters waiting outside: "The reason for the divorce? Mr. Morgan was simply never able to satisfy me. In that department."
The untouchable CEO became a punchline overnight.
Evan assumed she was getting back at him. He had no idea Harper was no longer the caged bird he remembered.
Her design talent shook the industry. His own business rivals fell for her.
By the time he realized the partner he had been desperately chasing was his ex-wife, it was already too late.
"Harper, can we start over?"
"Mr. Morgan, if something's wrong with you, go see a doctor. Do you need me to pay for the appointment?"

She has lived hundreds of lives and each one ended horribly.
He, once her companion, cannot forget her beyond time.
She, kidnapped into a world unknown to her, tries everything to get back home. But what are these dreams?

[…] Stones are thrown at dirty mutts… Rats are burned… […]

Immerse yourself in the world of Athaerion.

The night my husband George took our five-year-old son to celebrate his mistress winning Best Actress, I found a video on his laptop that shattered everything.
On our seventh anniversary, after waiting hours for a husband who never came home, I made a decision that would destroy him forever.
I didn't confront him. I didn't file for divorce. I didn't beg him to choose me.
Instead, I chose to disappear.
When George came home with exotic wines and a designer dress, trying to cover his lies with expensive gifts, he had no idea he only had six days left with me.
Six days before my car would plunge off Riverside Bridge.
Six days before Brenda Taylor would cease to exist.

For seven years, I'd been the perfect wife. I'd survived the pain of childbirth, the changes to my body he could no longer love, and the slow death of our marriage while he built a new life with actress Candice Black and took our son along for the ride.
He thought I was too devoted to leave. Too broken to fight back. Too in love to see the truth.
But he was wrong.
I didn't leave him. I vanished.

And when my car goes over that bridge, when he realizes what he's lost, that will be the beginning of his end.
Because some betrayals don't deserve confrontation.
They deserve ghosts.

I thought telling Alpha Kane I was pregnant would be the hardest part of my day.

That was before I found my step-sister naked on his mahogany desk.
I remained committed to my role of Luna for three years while I suffered through his distant behavior because I viewed our mate bond as a holy connection. The moment he wiped her lipstick from his mouth, the bond that connected us to each other shattered in my heart because he had treated me as someone who lacked excitement.

He wanted me to weep while I accepted my lower-status position. I used my mother’s billion-dollar tech patents to lock him out, then I denied him on the pack intercom, before I entered the advanced security facilities of his most dangerous competitor.

Alpha Kaelen, the Lycan King, doesn't function as an uncontrollable animal. He possesses dangerous charisma which combines with his exceptional intelligence. I didn't request his protection; I established the terms for it. I presented him with the blueprints which would lead to our shared enemy's financial ruin. We are currently dismantling Kane's business empire together. Our formal agreement starts to dissolve into an irresistible attraction which develops during our nighttime strategy meetings and our executive boardroom business takeovers.

Kaelen discovers my hidden pregnancy secret, but he does not exile me from his presence. He displays a wicked grin while making his intention to take ownership of his opponent's offspring permanent. Kane will initiate a violent conflict to reclaim me as his possessions disappear and his remorse transforms into a primal fixation.

Will my charming, deadly protector permit me to handle my own conflicts or will we destroy everything my ex left behind?

I was a herbalist, a healer who saved lives, but I was falsely accused of spreading plague and hanged on the gallows, awaiting the flames. Then I heard them—a swarm of rats emerging from the earth, gnawing through the noose and dragging me back to the world of the living. But this was not salvation, but the beginning of a curse. Plague swept across the land, the church peddled counterfeit medicines, and lords squeezed every last grain from the farmers. The rats looked at me and whispered to me — the end has come, and you will become the calamity.

Seven days before the doomsday outbreak, the wild weeds by the road spoke to me: The zombies are coming.
I rushed home, intending to take my fiancée and flee for our lives.
But outside the door, I overheard her plotting with her boss on the sofa, scheming to drain all my wealth.
"He’s just an orphan with no family or connections. No one would care even if he dies."
I didn’t push the door open.
Instead, I quietly cashed out all my assets overnight and built an impenetrable island fortress without delay.
Seven days later, the zombie hordes surrounded the city.
She and her entire family were chased by the monsters, covered in blood and mangled.
They knelt frantically kowtowing and begging for help right outside my explosion-proof gate.
I coldly locked the door tight.
"You were right," I said. "No one really cares if you die. Just go in peace."

I died—not in the way you'd expect, but slowly, painfully, while he was entangled with her.

He called her his savior, the woman who sold everything to rescue his failing empire. Little did he know, it was my money, my life's work, that he squandered.

The betrayal burned hotter than any flame, and I vowed he'd pay.

Now, he's gone—a leap from the heights he once ruled, his fall as swift as his rise.

The child I brought into this world through sheer determination now calls my husband's mistress "mother"; the youth who slew my father for my sake and was imprisoned, now confines me beyond the threshold, forcing me to hear his carnal symphony with his stepmother. Only then did I comprehend: the sixteen-year-old boy who committed patricide for me had long perished within the prison walls.

My adopted sister, Cordelia, conspired with her biological mother to harvest my organs alive, yet she had the audacity to claim I paid thugs to rape her.
My biological parents didn't bother to ask for the truth. They cursed me, calling me a vicious bastard, and threatened to break my legs.
My fiancé, Caspian, coldly announced the cancellation of our engagement, declaring he would marry the very murderer who killed me.
I had been dead for exactly three days. No one cared. My body was rotting back in a moldy storage room.
Through it all, my soul was trapped in the manor, forced to witness this absurd farce.
But what they didn't expect was that when they finally learned of my death—
Everyone went completely insane.

"What is the ultimate favoritism your partner gives you?"
On the third day after the IVF procedure, I came across this trending question on a werewolf forum.
Just as I was about to scroll past, a highly upvoted answer pierced straight through my eyes.
"I'm newly pregnant with the Alpha's cub, so I can answer this question."
"The favoritism is this: even though I’m not his official mate, he lied to the one at home—claiming she’s infertile due to health issues—just so I could conceive."
"He said: 'A human body is like a broken vessel. Only a strong she-wolf like me deserves to carry his cubs.'"
In the photo, the ruby necklace that belonged exclusively to me was hanging around her neck.
Trembling, I finished reading every word.
So this was his idea of a beautiful future—sowing his seeds in his lieutenant's bed.
So the agony of egg retrieval I endured was, in his eyes, nothing but the useless struggle of a broken vessel.
I laughed until tears fell.
Back then, I defied my father and even cut ties with my family just to marry this stray wolf.
"Ella, sooner or later, you’ll come crying back, begging for our forgiveness."
Now, it turns out I really have failed.
I pulled the IV needle from the back of my hand and dialed the number I’d blocked five years ago.
"In three days, I will return to the Hunters' Legion."

They thought that by forcing me to my death, they could devour everything.

My father jumped off a building, and I became a destitute young master whom everyone could bully. To pay off debts, I married into the Hawthorne family and became their sharpest knife.

After my father-in-law died suddenly, my wife immediately brought her childhood sweetheart into the house and forced me to divorce him.

My resistance resulted in a murder plotted by 928 × 213.

When I opened my eyes again, Chloe, who had been watching over me for three days and three nights, was beside me.

She said, "I'll take you away."

Three years later, I returned as a mysterious investor. The first thing I did was to buy the family's bankrupt old factory for 1.5 billion.

My ex-wife and I bumped into each other on the street; it was like seeing a ghost.

I smiled and stuck a 30 million yuan check on her forehead: "This is to repay the divorce fee you gave me back then. Keep the change."

The real revenge has only just begun.

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 daughter helped my husband cheat.

My ten-year-old begged me to take her to a summer camp in Italy. My husband looked at her like she hung the moon. Booked the tickets right there.

I thought I was the luckiest mom alive.

Then I checked the pet camera from overseas.

There he was, fucking my daughter's riding instructor on our couch.

But what really killed me? What he said, "Don't worry. Nina wants that horse bad enough, she'll keep her mom in Europe as long as we need."

Back home, my husband dropped a receipt. Two identical limited edition watches.

He froze. My sweet daughter didn't miss a beat, "Dad used the other one to bribe someone so I could get my horse!"

They lied in perfect sync. That's when something in me broke.

They thought I was still that stupid, trusting wife.

What they didn't know?

I'd already signed a contract. Going back to my art career in New York.

Nineteen times. That's how many times Lucas promised to marry me, only to leave me standing alone because of her.
Today was supposed to be our day. But as I stood in the biting cold outside the restaurant, watching him carefully help Selena into his Maybach, the marriage application still tucked in my purse, I finally understood—that "someday" would never come.
"Let's reschedule the registration, okay?" he'd said without even looking at me.
I walked straight to HR and submitted my resignation. Then I accepted the offer from the Morinetti family—his sworn enemies.
As I boarded my flight to the West Coast, my phone exploded with messages.
"We agreed to go to City Hall today. Where are you?"
I glanced at the screen one last time, then powered it off.
"We're done."

My life with alpha Caleb was a never - ending nightmare.

Manipulated by Amara, he became my tormentor.

I endured his infidelity, false accusations, and brutal abuse.

Amara framed me for her miscarriage, and Caleb, without hesitation, believed her lies.

He forced an abortion on me, broke my legs, and stood by as Amara caused the death of my mother.

Every hope I had for our relationship was shattered.

Finally, I found the strength to break free and sever the mate bond.

In Nathaniel, my childhood friend, I discovered true love and support.

Despite Caleb’s desperate attempts to win me back, I refused to return to the darkness...

"Nathan," the attractive redhead gasped as the man raked his fingers through her long hair, his fingers gripped at her hips while he took her savagely from behind "Fuck me harder," she begged "I want you..."
Red hair, slender figure, and light makeup - these have always been Nathan's demands for Freya, asking her to dye her hair red, telling her to lose weight, and suggesting how to wear her makeup.
Closing the video on her phone, Freya Wilson reread the text on the email to which the footage was attached:
'Before you get married, you should watch this video,'

What would you do if you received the erotic video involving your soon-to-be husband and other women before your wedding?

In a bold move, Freya chose to reject her ex at the wedding and then leave the pack, even though the cost is becoming a rogue.

When Freya was taken in and offered sanctuary by the Highland Pack, thanks to her dear friend Sienna, she believed her life was finally on an upswing.

Little did Freya know that the Alpha of the Pack, Rufus Crimson was her mate. But there is one small issue, her best friend Sienna is the daughter of Freya's fated mate!

Will Rufus accept Freya as his mate, her being the same age as his daughter? Or will they have to reject each other?

"Mr. Grimwald, everything must be done in moderation!"

Penelope had never imagined that a careless remark would lead to her being swept into a wealthy family as a substitute bride.

Faced with a tyrannical devil who preyed on the weak, Penelope found herself trapped in countless situations—pressed against walls, pinned to the bed, her petite waist aching each night.

Fine, she thought. Fulfilling her duties as his temporary wife was part of the arrangement. But once the real fiancée returned, she planned to gather the fragments of her heart and leave quietly, pretending it had all meant nothing.

But who could have predicted that the domineering man would launch a global manhunt for her, only to handcuff her and throw her back onto the bed, declaring his cruel decree: "Woman, your term as a substitute bride lasts a lifetime!"

"Please, no—stop!" I begged, but Alexander just snarled, pinning my wrists above my head as he rammed his throbbing cock into my slick, unwilling pussy, stretching me wide with brutal force. "Fuck, you're so tight, you dirty little whore—take every thick inch!"

I'm Nora Frost—wait, Nora Traynor—sold like a cheap commodity by my greedy parents for $100 million to Alexander Claflin, Kingsley City's savage billionaire beast. Post-wedding, he uncovered my secret pregnancy and detonated: labeling me a cum-slut, and snarling demands to slaughter the "bastard spawn" in my womb.

The bombshell? That baby was his—conceived in our filthy, passion-fueled one-night fuckfest. He melted, worshipping me with desperate love, vowing an eternal family... until a car crash erased only me from his memory—every trace of Nora, our child, our love—while he recalled everyone else. Cue his manipulative ex, Vivian Brooks, slinking in like a venomous snake.

And I caught them mid-fuck: "Oh fuck, Alexander, pound me harder—deeper!" she wailed, "Yes! Fill me up, baby—make me scream!" "FUCK YES! I'M CUMMING!" she shrieked, his roaring climax spilling into her as they collapsed in tangled ecstasy.

Devastated, I fled. Five years later, I return with our son—a mini-Alexander, with piercing green eyes and dark hair. When he spots the boy, realization dawns: this isn't simple. As buried truths erupt and Alexander hunts me with obsessive fury, one scorching question ignites: Will our rekindled fire heal us... or destroy everything?

She sacrificed a brilliant career to be his secret wife. But on their anniversary, he gifted his precious first love a $15M piano, while tossing her a dog-eared cookbook. In that moment, seven years of silent devotion died. The countdown began.

For thirty days, she watched his other woman move in. For thirty days, she endured his neglect and cruelty. She let them believe they had won. All while quietly securing the world-class career she once walked away from.

When the clock struck zero, she boarded the flight without a look back. He was left holding the empty life she built, finally screaming a name he never truly valued—into a silence she no longer cared to hear.

The most humiliating moment of my early life was when my father drove my mother and me out of our home. From a pampered heiress, I fell to the depths of a bar hostess. It was there that I encountered a man I would never forget for the rest of my life. After a one-night stand, I accepted his proposal—who could refuse someone they had admired for so long?

I thought I'd found redemption, but it turned out the pregnancy was a misdiagnosis! From then on, Raymond offered me nothing but money and sex. In this loveless marriage, I endured five years. Just when I thought my life would remain this way forever, he brought a little boy home.

Watching my stepsister's smug smile, my world crumbled. "Raymond, let's get a divorce!"

The most humiliating moment of my early life was when my father drove my mother and me out of our home. From a pampered heiress, I fell to the depths of a bar hostess. It was there that I encountered a man I would never forget for the rest of my life. After a one-night stand, I accepted his proposal—who could refuse someone they had admired for so long?
I thought I'd found redemption, but it turned out the pregnancy was a misdiagnosis! From then on, Harrison offered me nothing but money and sex. In this loveless marriage, I endured five years. Just when I thought my life would remain this way forever, he brought a little boy home.
Watching my stepsister's smug smile, my world crumbled. "Harrison , let's get a divorce!"

Eleanor Clawford thought she knew what loss felt like. Her husband rode off to war with a kiss and a promise, and days later, she received news of his death along with the name of his killer: Perseus Cage, the ruthless Lycan King who conquered her pack and now demands her hand in marriage as the price of peace.

She becomes his bride—a pawn traded for a treaty. But Eleanor doesn't break. Instead, she makes a quiet vow. She will wear black to the wedding, she will sharpen her blade while he sleeps, and when the moment is right, she will bury her sword in the chest of the man who destroyed her world.

Perseus Cage never expected to want the woman whose husband he killed. He tore her wedding gown on their first night, he gave her his name, and she responded by throwing his crown into the fire. Yet every time she looks at him with that mixture of fire, fury, and pain, he feels something ancient stir inside him.

She wants his blood. The joke is on her—he already gave her his heart.

Dark. Twisted. Unforgiving. This is for readers who crave possessive kings, vengeful brides, and a love story forged in betrayal, blood, and the kind of truth that cuts deeper than any blade.

Minerva “Mina” Hayes thought marrying Tristan Johnston meant forever—until the night their marriage was announced and he stood beside another woman, letting the world brand Mina as the shameless third party. Betrayed, pregnant, and abandoned, she vanished without a trace, vowing never to love him again.

Three years later, Mina returns—not as the broken woman he left behind, but as a powerful CEO with her own empire. Now, the billionaire who once destroyed her is desperate to have her back. But Mina has learned her lesson. This time, she refuses to be his hidden wife—she’ll be the woman who makes him regret everything.

Yet as buried truths begin to surface, the lines between betrayal and sacrifice start to blur… 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲, 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁

[Divorce + Empowered Female Lead + Hidden Identity + Regretful Ex]
After the divorce, Alexander Brooks regretted it so much he could barely stand it!
How did his formerly dull and uninteresting ex-wife unexpectedly become so impressive?
The nation's top actor treats her like his sister, powerful elites can't stop thinking about her, and rising tech stars call her their mentor...
Not only that, but the miracle doctor, top-tier hacker, and world-class pianist he'd spent years searching for?
All her.
Alexander rekindles his determination and embarks on the long road to win back his ex-wife.
To his relentless persistence, Eira Johnson responds:
Him? Too broke for me. Not my type anymore.

"You're quivering for me," he growled against my ear, his hand already slipping beneath my waistband, teasingly slow. His fingers traced through my hidden depths, unraveling the secrets I kept buried—body and soul.


Dean was in the next room—my Alpha, my mate, the father of the child I’d concealed for seven years. But I didn’t care.
Not with Luca. Not when every inch of me already surrendered to his touch, claimed by the heat of his desire.

I grew up believing I was wolfless—just a girl with no future in a pack that worshipped power. Until one reckless night with Alpha Dean changed everything.
He left me with a memory…And a child. I ran because I knew what happened to illegitimate Royal blood. They’re ridiculed. Rejected. Labeled Bastards before they can even walk.
Now, seven years later, fate dragged me back. Dean is searching for his Luna, and I’ve been chosen as a candidate. He looked me in the eye… and rejected me in front of the entire pack.I thought it was over.

But then Luca—Dean’s hybrid brother stepped forward. He shouldn’t want me.
I’m off-limits, broken, a mother. But the way he touches me says I’m already his. And I know what happens when an alpha claims something: He never lets go.

Can I survive being the prize between two Alphas? And when the truth about my child finally comes out…
Will either of them still choose me?

Altezza Quirino, a young Italian-American billionaire, desired to have offspring. However, his girlfriend of the past six years consistently rejected his marriage proposals, providing various reasons that eventually led Altezza to give up and decide to part ways.

Adaline Scott, a young woman facing difficulties due to her mother's ailing health, sought a loan from the company to save her mother's life. However, the loan offered was too substantial, leading her superior to propose an alternative: borrowing directly from the Chief Operating Officer, Altezza Quirino.

Altezza agreed to assist Adaline, but with the condition that she must marry him and provide him with unlimited offspring.

"I will help you by saving your mother's life, and in return, you will give me another life, a child for me." - Altezza Quirino

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.

"You're one hot surprise, Kristel!" "Fuck me harder!"
They lay contentedly on the carpet, and Kristel thought it was time to tell her husband about her pregnancy.
Her husband suddenly and coldly filed for divorce. Kristel was frozen as she could not believe her gentle husband had suddenly become so heartless.
"Fiona is back. You're just a bet I made with her."
"So the tenderness for me was all an illusion; in fact, you weren't in love with me?" Kristel heard her voice tremble.
Kristel quickly moved out of their mansion, her marriage to Galvin had originally come together because of the business relationship between the two families.
She had been secretly in love with Galvin for ten years and she knew that Galvin did not love her, but she was sure that through her efforts she would make Gavin fall in love with her.
While she completes her signature on the divorce papers, Galvin hesitates ...... will Kristel give him a second chance?

"All your plots to kill me are useless. I only need my hands to end you." Luca dragged his fingers across my skin, relishing the fear that made my body tremble.

"Say 'Yes.' Stop thinking about murder, baby. You need to focus on me."

He pulled me onto him, his hips driving a primal rhythm. When his large hand found me, relentlessly rubbing, my cries became a shameless symphony of pleasure. "My little wildcat, my bride... you're still so captivating," he whispered with a satisfied smile.


To save her family, Sophia is sold to Luca Vittorio, a bloodthirsty Mafia Prince notorious for his cruelty and insatiable appetites. He's sleeping with other women even on their engagement day. Sophia plans to play the obedient bride, gain power, and escape. But the deeper she falls into his dangerous world, the more she realizes she's sinking—heart and soul—into the deadly allure of the one man she swore to destroy.

The rogues cornered you, their scent tempted you. The first of them shifted back to his human form, with a ripped, muscled body. You follow his lead and shifted back into your human form, offering them your beautiful body on a silver platter, ready to be devoured, no longer having the will to fight the heat.He walked over to you and hungrily pulled your body against his. His erection pressed against your skin. The rest of the rogues shifted into their human form, one looking better than the other. You wanted them all. Their hands and mouths were all over your naked body, licking, touching, grabbing. With one of their faces between your legs, you caught a delicious scent. 'My fated mate is among them,' you thought and opened your eyes.Your eyes met a rogue who was still in his wolf form. He must have just joined. 'MATE,' you felt it rip through your soul as your eyes met his wolf's eyes. He growled and the one light in the dark alley flickered before it popped. The men who were devouring your body let you go as if your skin were burning them. They shifted back to their wolf forms, their heads low, before running away, leaving you alone with the rogue that had just scared them off, your fated mate.‘I am fated to a rogue?’ you asked, unable to speak. Your body needed him to take you as if the other men prepared you just for him.He changed into his human form, but you couldn't really see his face because it was too dark. The moment his body touched yours, you knew no matter what, there would be no parting from him.“Mine,” his husky voice said in your ear...

Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive.

When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice.
"Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! I love your fucking dick! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other.

She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rootin for him.

Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!

Aria Jones' life shattered the day she watched her boyfriend Jess, dump her to get married to the daughter of a powerful Hart family. When she confronts him at the wedding, humiliation hits harder than she imagined until she crosses paths with Grayson Hart, the most feared Alpha biker and Jess’s brother-in-law.

Grayson knows her name. Her scent. Her past. And when he saves her from danger, their forbidden spark explodes into a hot kiss that changes everything.

But enemies begin hunting Aria as secrets unveils, and Grayson’s curse stops him from claiming a mate.

As danger closes in, Aria must choose between running or fighting beside the alpha she should fear.

Can she trust the man who hides the darkest truth? And what happens when desire becomes destiny?

Sarah Lipman is an 18-year-old girl who grows up in fear and has been abused by her father for a long time.

Sarah has little hope for changing her future, and she loses her last grain of hope when her father sells her in a human trafficking auction.

Terrified, hopeless, and betrayed, Sarah gets sold to an infamous CEO. The hot and sophisticated Damon Tenner.

-You are my belle, do you hear me?-

Damon develops a newfound interest in Sarah in his possession, but he is still her captor.

And the question remains: Is there any way out?

She was meant to live in silence. To serve. To sacrifice.

As the High Priestess of the Crescent Moon pack, Layla White had endured years of abuse and isolation, forced to devote her life to the Moon Goddess. Her destiny was written from birth: remain mateless, be the bridge between her pack and the goddess, and never know love.

Until he arrived.

The Lycan King's arrival changes everything. He's meant to marry her spoilt step-sister Isabella. But the Moon Goddess had played a dangerous game— Layla bound to be mateless finds out the Lycan King is her mate and the only one that can set her free.

Now Layla must choose: honor her sacred duty and watch her mate marry another, or defy her duties and risk everything for a chance at love. But breaking divine law comes with a price, and the consequences of choosing her heart could destroy everything she's sworn to protect.

Some destinies deserve to be broken, but at what cost?

Can Layla forge her own destiny or will she end up destroying herself and her pack?

Find out in the gripping twist ahead!!

Sebastian Manchini is a monster dressed like a Greek god.
The city fears his name. Women beg for his touch.
And me? I was the unlucky one thrown straight into his world.
I’m Lily Garlo, a 22
year
old student who wanted nothing more than a simple life.
But on my first day at a new job, I walked straight into his office without knowing who he was.
He cornered me, stripped me off my clothes, and looked at me as if I was prey.
Everything after that became a nightmare.
My step brother’s debt to the Cosa Nostra turned into my prison.
One night I was dragged into a glittering party that turned out to be my own wedding…
to Sebastian Manchini.
I didn’t walk down the aisle. I was dragged into it.
He owned me.
He ruled me.
And with just a look, he could make me drop to my knees.
Then he died.
Or so I thought.
Months later, shattered by grief and a miscarriage, a baby I never realized I was carrying,
his younger brother Dante stepped in and became my only safe place.
I started to breathe again.
I started to feel again.
And then,
Boom.
Sebastian came back from the dead.
More dangerous. More ruthless.
And he’s come to claim me as his.
This time, there is no escape.
I am locked in his golden cage, trapped in his poisoned love…
and part of me still burns for the monster who ruined my life.
He was the mafia king, the sweet poison I never asked for, and the addiction I can’t escape…

Sabrina Parker used to fall deeply in love with a man named Simon; she did everything and anything for Simon and for her relationship with him as his wife; she sacrificed everything for him, yet what he gave in exchange was pain, tears, and nothing but all of his lies. That's why she decided to end her suffering by filing a divorce, yet Simon won't let her go unless Sabrina will do something for him at last, and that is where he already made a deal with her wife- no, her ex-wife, to be precise."Marry me again and be with me as my wife for two years.
After that, I will let you go completely, Sabrina."She knew she deserved a life free from Simon's deceit, but his demand forced her to confront her future head-on. That day, Sabrina her self needs to give an answer to her Ex-husband, as she stood at the crossroads of her life, Sabrina realized that the choice she made would determine whether she remained bound to her past or moved forward toward a future where she could reclaim her happiness and peace. Her decision would define her path, and she braced herself to confront whatever lay ahead.