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It's fall break, and Mom and my sister Della Sinclair are visiting me at St. Julian's Academy.

The South Campus Arctic Biome is a landmark the Sinclair family funded years ago. It's filled with the rare arctic flowers Mom and Della have always loved. Every single time they visit, they have to go in.

That's when Kiley Croft, the girl Fletcher Waverly grew up with, pulls what she calls "a little prank." While no one's paying attention, she locks the door from the outside panel and pushes the temperature controls to maximum.

The people inside are trapped. They burn to death.

Kiley runs to Fletcher in tears, and instead of calling 911, he pulls her close and tells her:

"Hey. It's okay. It was an accident. This isn't on you."

He doesn't call me until the fire trucks show up.

"Blythe, the biome caught fire. Your mom and your sister are trapped inside."

I spin around.

Della is right next to me, sniffling and complaining about her cold. Mom is passing her tissues.

They're both completely fine.

Then who the hell is in there?

Everyone knew Ethan Blackwood and I were Professor Richard Hartwell's two proudest students. From childhood easels to Columbia studios, inseparable for over a decade.

Everyone assumed we'd get married, stand together on the Pritzker stage someday. Until he fell in love with Sophia Crane, daughter of our mentor's academic rival.

I let him go. Love isn't something I can design.

But I never thought he'd destroy our mentor's entire life for her.

Five years later, he's back in New York riding high on his success, excited to "make amends" with Professor Hartwell.

I laugh.

Go ahead, Ethan Blackwood. You'll spend the rest of your life searching.

Aurelia Semona and Nathaniel Heilbronn had been secretly married for three years. One day, he threw a divorce agreement in front of her, stating that his first love had come back and he wanted to marry her instead. Aurelia signed it with a heavy heart.
On the day he married his first love, Aurelia was involved in a car accident, and the twins in her womb ceased to have heartbeats.
From that moment on, she changed all her contact information and completely left his world.
Later, Nathaniel abandoned his new wife and searched the world for a woman named Aurelia.
The day they reunited, he cornered her in her car and begged, "Aurelia, please give me another chance！"
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Then his voice broke through my line of thought. "To buttress what is on the contract, there will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits.

We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word.

I watch his mouth move, with arrogance evident in the way he talks. I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached.

"Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose.


Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?”

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant.
She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her.
Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her.
"Let’s get a divorce," he said, the three years of affection crushed
like worthless paper.
He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her,under the guise of nakedness.
"Fine,"Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears.
She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him.
Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life
with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange
man home, none other than Alain!
Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him.
But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at
that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he
did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: "You’re not worthy
of her."

Twenty-five years I cooked, cleaned, and worshipped my husband David.

Then I found the Hawaii tickets on his phone. For him and his secretary Lily.

"You're just a free maid, Helen," David laughed when I confronted him. "Lily's young, smart, useful. You? You're nothing."

My son Luke not only covered for his affair but high-fived him in celebration. "Finally, Dad! Mom's so embarrassing. Lily's way cooler, and she bought me those limited edition Jordans!"

They wanted me gone? Done. I signed the divorce papers, walked away with nothing.

Sitting in my crappy Honda, broke and homeless at fifty, I checked my phone.

Lottery notification: "Winner! $150 million!"

I stared at those zeros and started laughing like a maniac.

Time to destroy them both.

I only gave him one night. One night to prove I wasn't just the human maid cleaning his mansion floors.
And by dawn, the Alpha shattered me. He rejected me, humiliated me, and chose another to wear the crown at his side.
He never knew that night left me with more than scars. It left me with a son.
Two years later, I'm not the weak girl who cried when he cast me aside. And I'm back not for him, but for my child.
Kael thinks he can ignore the past. He thinks he can demand my forgiveness. But I don't care about his crown, or his throne, or the Luna who clings to him like she's untouchable.
All I care about is protecting my son.
And if the Alpha thinks he can claim us now... he'll learn that nothing is fiercer than a mother who refuses to be erased.

By an accident, she became the glamorous daughter of Ocean family. When the real daughter comes back, she, as the false daughter, she neatly leaves this time. After being bullied by them, she decides to take what was taken from her past life and holds it firmly in her own hands. Dealing the bitch, kicking cheating philandering men, then goes to the top. She thought she would be alone all the time, but she never thought there is lifetime love awaiting for her...

When the debate is evenly matched, it's called discourse.
When you drag a socially anxious mess who can barely string together a coherent sentence onto the judgment platform of Ivy League elites—that's public execution.
My name is Scarlett Hayes. Ten minutes ago, if anyone had told me I'd be standing in a two-thousand-seat auditorium, pointing at Arthur—the nation's debate king—and shredding his logic to ribbons, I would've told them to see a shrink.
But right now, that sketchy pink energy shot I slammed down is surging through my bloodstream like molten adrenaline.
And that logic engine—the one that's been dead for twenty years, paralyzed by fear—just roared back to life.

After three years of marriage, the first thing my husband did upon waking from his vegetative state was to humiliate me for my stepsister. I once thought that my three years of devoted care would earn me a shred of his affection, only to discover that he had always loved the woman who stole everything from me including my identity. For her sake, he forced me to leave with nothing and had me blacklisted throughout the city.

But what they didn't know was that the woman they discarded like a piece of trash would shed her apron and become a legendary racer who struck fear into the hearts of the entire racing world. When my husband's archrival extended an olive branch to me, this game of revenge began—who will ultimately be the winner?

I loved Julian for ten years, carving every sweat-stained day into my love for him.
He once said I shined brighter than any gold medal.
Yet in five short minutes, he handed my dream, my glory, and my whole world to a scheming transfer girl.
Betrayed, discarded, and broken on the fencing strip, I lost my first love and everything I fought for.
Until the retired cold Olympic champion stepped out of the dark midnight shadows.
He offered me hellish training and a sharp blade of revenge.
I buried my soft heart, handed over my soul, and vowed to make every traitor pay.

My husband handed me divorce papers at 2 AM—right after he'd had his way with me. Three years of marriage, and he never once believed I was anything but a scheming woman who trapped him. He said he wanted his real love back. I said I wanted our daughter.
He laughed and told me I couldn't afford to raise her alone.
He was right about one thing: I needed money. So I took the only job that could change everything. He showed up at the presentation as the client. When he saw my work, his face went pale. He accused me of plagiarizing a famous designer—the very genius who had saved his company years ago.
He has no idea.
That genius is me.
And he's about to find out exactly who he just let go.

For five years of secret marriage to Sebastian Hawthorne—one of New York's most powerful attorneys—he still refused to let our son Quinn call him "Daddy" in public.
At the firm, I was his on-call senior associate, the invisible workhorse cleaning up his messes and handling his impossible cases. At home, I was the single mother who stopped waiting up for a husband who never came home for dinner.
Everyone knew the new intern, Delilah Vance, was his favorite—a federal judge's daughter, his hand-picked "rising star."
I used to believe that if I worked hard enough, if Quinn behaved perfectly, the heart beneath all that arrogance would eventually soften.
Until that rainy night when he threw his wife of five years and their son out of their own home to comfort Delilah over some fabricated stalker scare.
And while Quinn collapsed in my arms, gasping through a severe allergic reaction, Sebastian was raising champagne with that woman at an impossible-to-book French restaurant, celebrating her win in a pointless mock trial.
Watching my son's pale face and the hope slowly dying in his eyes, five years of one-sided devotion finally reached its verdict.
The case is closed, Sebastian. I'm done.

Ryan loves me deeply—at least that's what everyone says. Seven years together, we look like the perfect couple to outsiders. But only I know he's betrayed me three times.

The first time was three years ago. His brother died saving him, leaving behind his widow Sophia—Ryan's unforgettable first love. He married her behind my back. When I found out, I completely fell apart. I have dignity. I refuse to be the other woman. I wanted to leave, but he begged on his knees. "This is just to take care of my sister-in-law. Once I find the truth about my brother's death, I'll divorce her. Then we can get married."

I believed him. I forgot that a man never lets go of a lost love he's gotten back.

The second time was at last year's company anniversary. In front of everyone, he introduced Sophia as his wife. I watched them on stage, a knife through my heart. That night he explained, "It's just for show. Once everything's over, we can be together."

I believed him again.

The third time was two weeks ago. Surveillance footage showed Ryan with Sophia entering a hotel room. I rushed to confront him, but heard her voice outside his office. "Ryan, I'm pregnant. It's your baby."

Through the crack in the door, I see him hesitate. In that instant I understand.

He's going to keep her.

He spots me and rushes out in a panic. "It was an accident! Let me explain! After she has the baby, I'll give her money and make her leave. She won't be in our lives anymore!"

In that moment, I finally wake up. There will be no future for us.

In my past life, I exposed my cousin Isolde's deadly secret just to save Darius from absolute ruin, binding myself to him in a Soul Pact instead.

My reward?

At three months pregnant, Darius chained me to a water dungeon altar, carved my stomach open alive, and smashed our unborn child to pieces right in front of my eyes—all as a twisted sacrifice to my cousin who supposedly "died for love."

When I opened my eyes again, I was right back at the Pact Selection Ceremony.

Watching him pull her into his arms like some priceless treasure, I simply smiled and took a tactful step back.

In this life, I am going to sit back and watch the two of them burn in hell together.

For years, I believed a rival family had stolen my children. Four of them — two baby boys, then my newborn twins. Every time, my husband wept. He swore revenge. He held me while I screamed myself sick.
Tonight I went down to the basement looking for him. The door was open a crack. He was kissing another woman.
"I threw both incubators off the cliff myself," he laughed. "Didn't even blink."
He killed all four. To clear a path for his mistress's son.
He runs the family now. He thinks grief has broken me — that I'll spend the rest of my life crying in the bed we shared.
He forgot one thing. I'm the old don's daughter. This family was never his.
It's mine.

Abby divorced and her Alpha EX thought she was buried in tears. But actually, she is dating different hot guys every day.
Him (interrupting Abby's date, fierce): How dare you!
Abby: Exm sir? Who are you?

Allison lost the baby.
She had loved Alpha Lucian for nine long years. To marry him,she fast-tracked her graduation,and for two years,she endured  his  coldness,his absences,and his indifference in silence.
The day she miscarried,all she wanted was a sliver of comfort.
Instead,he hung up on her.
The next second she saw him,he was on national television—holding a funeral for his ex-girlfriend's dog.
That was the moment Allison realized she had never been a wife in his eyes—only a pawn in their twisted game. Her heart shattered. She asked for a divorce.
After walking away from her loveless marriage,Allison buried herself in work. Once mocked and looked down on,she rose like a phoenix—building an empire worth billions.
But the divorce papers never came.
And the man who had once treated her like a stranger? He started showing up everywhere—refusing to let go.
After the charity gala,Allison was heading to her car when the once cold and untouchable Alpha suddenly cornered her against the wall,his eyes burning with desperation. 
"Baby,come home with me... please."
Allison only smiled. "Alpha Lucian ,don't call me that. We're already divorced. I'm single now."

On the day Mila Blackthorn was to be crowned Luna, betrayal struck. Her stepsister Rosa was named Luna instead, and Mila was falsely accused of murder and stoned to death by her own pack.
But death couldn’t hold her. Reborn as Lyra, Mila returns with beauty, power, and a single purpose and vengeance. One by one, she exposes the lies that stole her life, drives her enemies to madness, and brings Stormfang Pack to its knees.
Even Alpha Jax, her fated mate who let her die, cannot resist her. As passion reignites between them, Lyra forces him to face the truth , and make those who betrayed her pay in blood.
When justice is finally served, Lyra vanishes, leaving a cleansed kingdom and a broken Alpha who will never forget the mate he wronged.

For five years, Celia was nothing more than Alpha king’s secret lover, wearing her disliked dress and perfume, just because he like it on her.
—until She overheard the truth: “She’s just a replacement. A gold digger.”
"I chose her, just becuase she seems like you. She's your Substitute. Never deserved be a luna."
Shattered, she walks away, vowing never to look back.
But then—her instincts sharpen, her senses heighten, and Soren’s scent clings to her skin.
...Mate.
Impossible. A wolfless girl like her could never be the Alpha King’s fated mate… right?
*
On the first day she left, he wasn’t worried. “She’ll come back.”
“Don’t bother with it. She was just a substitute lover. A worthless gold digger.”
But after a week… a month… three months… his panic set in.
“Lock down the entire pack—find her at all costs…
—Find my Luna!”

Noah Carter doesn’t lose control.

Captain of Ridgeway University’s team.
Disciplined. Admired. Untouchable.

Until Elias Moore.

Soft skirts. Sharp eyes. Unapologetically visible.

What starts as a glance turns into a secret.
What should have been one mistake becomes an addiction.

Noah tells himself it’s temporary.
Elias knows better.

Because desire doesn’t disappear just because you refuse to name it.

And when reputation collides with need, someone will have to choose what matters more — the life they built, or the truth they can’t outrun.

Some mistakes burn.

Some demand to be claimed.

Everyone knew Mrs. Montgomery was hopelessly in love with the mafia don.
For five years, Elara locked away her glory as a top jewelry appraiser and became the perfect wife. She managed his empire's gray-zone ledgers, cooked his black coffee at 5 AM.
She believed even ice could melt if you held it long enough.
Until she found the cardiac compatibility report in his study.
He didn't marry her for love.
He spoiled her only to protect the heart in her chest.
The locked drawer didn't hold business secrets—it held her death sentence.
"Next month's surgery. Don't make a scene." He crushed his cigar, negotiating like it was a shipment deal. "Your mother's medical bills, your brother's tuition—I'll handle everything. Be good."
She smiled. Nodded. Then booked a one-way flight to New York.
The divorce papers were delivered by his secretary. The resignation letter was hidden in a stack of documents he signed without reading. The wedding ring was left in the closet where he'd once shielded her from a thunderstorm.
He waited for her to beg. To crawl back. She never did.
Instead, he saw photos of her dazzling the international auction circuit. Saw another man block wine for her with gentle eyes. Saw her standing in a crowd, not sparing him a single glance.
Later, the king of LA's underworld lost his mind.
He pinned his first love against the wall, demanding Elara's location. He knelt in a hospital corridor, clutching her blood-stained ring, eyes red-rimmed. "Elara, I'll cut out my own heart if you just come back."
She pulled her hand free the way she withdrew five years of wasted love—
"You kept me for five years to harvest my heart. I don't want yours. I want my freedom."
[High-angst · Grovel-to-ashes · Same ML]

I spent three years acting as a servant for the Alpha who secretly married me, only to find out he was marrying his mistress because she was "dying."

“This marriage is her last wish, and I am fulfilling it,” Ace told me coldly.
“And me? What do I become?” I asked, my heart shattering.
“You remain my hidden wife. When she is gone, we will go back to normal.”

Normal? Being humiliated, abused by his sister, and watching him sleep in another woman's bed?

The final straw was the alliance party. His mistress intentionally tripped, and his sister slapped me so hard I fell onto shattered glass. The sharp shards pierced my flesh, but Ace just stood there and told me to get out.

He didn't know I had just received my medical results. I was pregnant. With triplets.

That night, while he was playing the devoted lover in the hospital, I packed my bags. I left the signed divorce papers on our bed, threw our only framed photo into the trash, and vanished into the human world.

When Ace finally returned to the empty mansion, the silence suffocated him. He found the divorce papers. He smelled the fading scent of my jasmine perfume. And then, his beta brought him the medical records.

“Congratulations Alpha, your Luna was pregnant before she left.”

Ace dropped to his knees, a guttural roar tearing from his throat. He turned the world upside down to find me, only to discover I was living in the castle of Alpha Klaus—his deadliest enemy. And Klaus had just publicly claimed me as his own.

A young woman trying to make it in a small town. She was born and raised here, everyone knew her and she knew everyone. That does not make life easy. The lies, manipulation, cover ups. Everyone knows the secrets, they see the scandals but no one is brave enough to say anything. To stand up for her. They will help when it seems like the time is right but they also use and abuse her when the time is right. How will she ever break free and become her own person. Abuse can come in many different ways. Mental and physical are the most common. She nees to get away from her home and everyone in this town. But at what means. What all will she lose?

Being a taboo makes it all the more exciting...


Three years ago, Joslyn Patel met a man whom her best friend had described as "sex on legs". Three years ago, Gabriel Reid met a woman whose smart mouth he'd hoped was as good at blowing as it was at retorting—it had been way more than he'd imagined, by the way.

Three years ago, sparks were ignited, their intertwined fate was set in stone and they had a night to remember.

Fast forward to two years later, Gabriel now has a girlfriend so he definitely shouldn't be thinking about the woman from that explosive night but he can't help that the memories were now imprinted on his mind... and perhaps another part of him.

Fate would have it that when Gabriel finally meets the best friend his girlfriend wouldn't stop talking about, she happens to be Joslyn, the mystery woman from two years ago. Tension brews between the two but nothing can be done about it.

Skip to the present; Gabriel is now single again and nothing stands between him and finally getting the woman he's spent three years wanting, but what happens when not long after he begins his chase, his divorced mother introduces a man her age as her new fiancé.

What happens when the man turns out to be Joslyn's father?

After all, a taboo relationship makes it all the more hot and exciting.

The bite mark on the silver chain can never be copied, and it’s the only proof separating truth from fraud. My roommate leaked my secret to her boyfriend, who wore a counterfeit chain to play my long-lost savior. They nearly drained all my money before an anonymous text alerted me to their scheme. I exposed their fraud in public, and finally reunited with the real boy who hid beside me all along.

“A dynamic story line that grips from the first chapter and doesn't let go.” --Midwest Book Review, Diane Donovan (regarding Once Gone) From #1 bestselling mystery author Blake Pierce comes a new masterpiece of psychological suspense: CAUSE TO HIDE (An Avery Black Mystery—Book 3).Bodies are being found in the outskirts of Boston, their corpses burned beyond recognition, as the police realize a new serial killer is roaming the streets. As the media converges and the pressure is upped, the Boston Police Department must turn to its most brilliant—and controversial—homicide detective: Avery Black.Avery, still trying to pick up the pieces of her own life—her budding relationship with Ramirez, her reconciliation with Rose—suddenly finds herself thrown into the most challenging case of her career. With scant evidence to follow, she must enter the mind of a psychotic killer, try to understand his obsession with fire, and what clues that offers into his personality. Her trail leads her deep into Boston’s worst neighborhoods, to confrontations with its worst psychopaths—and finally, to a twist she could never possibly imagine.In a game of psychological cat and mouse, a frantic race against time, Avery is led too deep into the maze of a killer’s mind, and to places darker than she’d ever wish to see.A psychological thriller with heart-pounding suspense, CAUSE TO HIDE is book #3 of a riveting new series—with a beloved new character—that will leave you turning pages late into the night. Book #4 in the Avery Black series will be available soon. “A masterpiece of thriller and mystery. Pierce did a magnificent job developing characters with a psychological side, so well described that we feel inside their minds, follow their fears and cheer for their success. The plot is very intelligent and will keep you entertained throughout the book. Full of twists, this book will keep you awake until the turn of the last page.” --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re Once Gone)

“A dynamic story line that grips from the first chapter and doesn't let go.” --Midwest Book Review, Diane Donovan (regarding Once Gone) From #1 bestselling mystery author Blake Pierce comes a new masterpiece of psychological suspense. In CAUSE TO RUN (An Avery Black Mystery—Book 2), a new serial killer is stalking Boston, killing his victims in bizarre ways, taunting the police with mysterious puzzles that reference the stars. As the stakes are upped and the pressure is on, the Boston Police Department is forced to call in its most brilliant—and most controversial—homicide detective: Avery Black.Avery, still reeling from her last case, finds herself up against a rival precinct and a brilliant, cunning killer who is always one step ahead of her. She is forced to enter his dark, twisted mind as he lays clues for his next killing, and forced to look into places in her own mind she would rather not go. She finds herself compelled to seek the counsel of Howard Randall, the twisted serial killer she’d put behind bars years ago, all while her new burgeoning life with Rose and Ramirez is falling apart.And just as things cannot get any worse, she finds out something else: she herself may be the target.In a game of psychological cat and mouse, a frantic race against time leads Avery through a series of shocking and unexpected twists—culminating in climax that even Avery could not imagine. A dark psychological thriller with heart-pounding suspense, CAUSE TO RUN is book #2 of a riveting new series—with a beloved new character—that will leave you turning pages late into the night. Book #3 in the Avery Black series will be available soon. “A masterpiece of thriller and mystery. Pierce did a magnificent job developing characters with a psychological side, so well described that we feel inside their minds, follow their fears and cheer for their success. The plot is very intelligent and will keep you entertained throughout the book. Full of twists, this book will keep you awake until the turn of the last page.” --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re Once Gone)

“A dynamic story line that grips from the first chapter and doesn't let go.” --Midwest Book Review, Diane Donovan (regarding Once Gone) From #1 bestselling author Blake Pierce comes a new masterpiece of psychological suspense: CAUSE TO SAVE (An Avery Black Mystery—Book 5)—the final installment in the Avery Black series.In the epic finale of the Avery Black series, serial killer Howard Randall has escaped, and the entire city of Boston is on edge. Women are turning up gruesomely murdered, and everyone suspects Howard is at it again. When Boston’s most brilliant and controversial homicide detective—Avery Black—is herself stalked—and when people close to her are brutally killed, one by one—it seems the city’s worst fears are confirmed.But Avery is not so sure. The murders remind her of something she once saw in her past. They remind her of something too close to her heart—something that had to do with a secret she thought she had buried long ago….The most riveting and shocking book of the series, a psychological thriller with heart-pounding suspense, CAUSE TO SAVE is the finale that will leave you turning pages late into the night. “A masterpiece of thriller and mystery. Pierce did a magnificent job developing characters with a psychological side, so well described that we feel inside their minds, follow their fears and cheer for their success. The plot is very intelligent and will keep you entertained throughout the book. Full of twists, this book will keep you awake until the turn of the last page.” --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re Once Gone)

Skip Hamilton is Upper east side's resident Playboy who has slept with everything with legs , male and female.
He is not only a playboy but a master businessman and is unrivaled at closing business deals.
He is also very particular about keeping his playboy lifestyle away from his work life and he succeeds in separating this two until Divine enters the picture .

Divine Jackson is what everyone assumes an average college student should be.
Except, Divine is an orphan and must have a steady source of income if she wants to get a degree from the University of California.
What better way to get a steady source of income than something she is passionate about ?
Divine is an erotic dancer by night and an average student in sweats by day.
She has enough money to be a temptress even by day but Divine's mantra is also to never mix business with school,so she is deeply disappointed when Skip shows up in both aspects of her life and threatens to rain down on her parade .

Three years into our loveless marriage:

"Julian... what would you do if I got pregnant?" I asked, clinging to a foolish hope.

He thrust hard, his release hot between my thighs.

"You? Bear my heir?" His laugh was ice-cold. "A maid's daughter could never be worthy of Sterling blood."


I'm Elena—the maid's daughter who dared to love Julian Sterling.

He's the ruthless heir who married me for revenge.

"You're nothing but a gold-digging whore,"* he whispered. *"Did you really think I'd ever love someone like you?”

He used me. Broke me. Made me beg for scraps while he paraded his first love through our home.

That night, I stood on the bridge, staring at the dark water below.

I'd lost everything. My mother. My dignity. My will to fight.


Five years later, in a crowded shopping mall:

My daughter tugs at a stranger's sleeve.

"Mister, will you help me find my mommy? I got lost."

The man freezes, staring down at her.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" His voice sounds broken.

"Lila! What's yours, uncle?"

"Julian."

Minutes later, he's walking toward me with my daughter's hand in his, his face drained of all color.

"Elena."

My name on his lips sounds like agony.

Before I can respond, he's crossed the distance between us. His arms wrap around me with desperate strength.

"God, you're alive. I thought—" His voice cracks. "I'm so sorry—"

He leans down, his lips seeking mine.

My hand moves on instinct.

The slap echoes through the mall.

"Excuse me?" I step back, ice-cold, pulling Lila behind me. "Please control yourself, sir. Do we even know each other?"

Ten years ago, Elizabeth Kaiser was abandoned by her biological father, cast out of her home like a stray dog. A decade later, she returned as a decorated general of Nation A, wielding immense power and wealth beyond measure.

The onlookers waited eagerly for her downfall, only to watch in shock as the elite families of Capitol City bowed before her in reverence.

Elizabeth smirked coldly. "Want to chase me? Better ask my fists for permission first!"

Eilidh always knew Callum didn’t love her, but she still held on, hoping he would change. For three years, she endured a marriage filled with cold glances and distant affection, only to have her hopes shattered when the woman Callum truly loved returned. Without hesitation, he handed her divorce papers and demanded she abort their unborn child. Broken but not defeated, Eilidh signed the papers and walked away, vowing to return stronger.
Years later, Eilidh re-emerges, no longer the naïve woman who once begged for love. She’s independent, successful, and the mother of a child Callum never wanted. When their paths cross again,Callum realizes too late what he has lost. The ruthless billionaire who discarded her is now the man desperate to win her back. But Eilidh has changed—she’s no longer willing to settle for less than she deserves.
Callum is determined to make amends, proving his love through grand gestures and relentless pursuit. But can love ever bloom from betrayal? Eilidh heart is no longer so easily swayed, and forgiveness is not a prize to be won. Will Caleb’s regret be enough, or has Eilidh moved on for good?

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?

I gasped for breath, clutching my chest, the bloody scene of my former husband's mistress, Kelly, slitting my throat still vivid in my memory. Now, I had been reborn.
The man I once deeply loved, the man with whom I built a business empire, and his mistress, Kelly, were staring at me defiantly.
"Evelyn, this is Kelly. She... she's pregnant. She needs our help. I think we can take her in."
But the weeping Evelyn of the past was dead. The woman standing before them now was a queen returned from hell, ready to burn their kingdom to the ground.
"Of course, darling," I said in a sweet yet venomous voice. "Let her stay. I'm happy to keep my enemies close."
Gray breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that this time, I wouldn't just divorce him; I would take his gang, his money, his dignity, and leave him with nothing but regret.

After 18 years of wandering alone, Sydney finally returned to her pack, reuniting with her family. But her dreams and aspirations shattered when her sister, Bella, fled on her wedding day with her fated mate, leaving Sydney to take her place in a political alliance with Alexander Torres, the powerful Alpha of the Nightscar Pack. Handsome, wealthy, and commanding, Alexander was everything a Luna could want—except for one thing: his heart belonged to Bella.
On their mating ceremony day, Alexander whispered to Sydney, "The only thing you can get is the title of Luna." For three years, their marriage was a cold, distant arrangement, devoid of passion or connection.
Until one night, when Sydney received a video from Bella—a video that revealed Alexander in bed with her sister.Betrayed and heartbroken, Sydney decided to break the mating bond and reclaim her freedom.
However, Alexander became relentless,refused to let her go. He destroyed the rejection papers and demanded a $5 million compensation fee, determined to keep her tied to him.
With Alexander’s grandmother’s help, Sydney finally succeeds in breaking free from the bond.As Sydney walked away, Alexander’s feeling to Bella wavered, his obsession with Sydney only grew.
Alexander corners Sydney, pinning her against the wall with his powerful frame. His breath is hot against her ear as he growls, “You can try to run, Sydney, but you’ll always be mine,I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth.”

They betrayed her, framed her, and left her with nothing.
Penelope Odel was never the favored daughter—only the forgotten one. Forced into a political marriage with Alpha King Killian Steelclaw, she expected cruelty from a man the world feared.
Instead, she found safety… and love.
That became her downfall.
A deadly conspiracy destroyed everything, turning Penelope into a murderer overnight. Hunted and broken, she disappeared into the human world carrying a secret.
His child.
Two years later, she has built a new life under a new identity.
Until Killian finds her.
She is alive.
She has his heir.
And he wants them back.
But some betrayals cut too deep to forgive.

I sold myself to a monster to save my mom—and walked into a cage.

Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.

Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.

Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.

Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.

Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.

Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.

Sing, Muse, of the queen who refused to be the price,
Born in a storm with fire in her fate, she burned the old device.
At seven motherless, at eight she climbed the tower’s height,
She saw the dragon’s smoke and chose a blade, not white.
Her name—Elaina, Visserland’s heir, a flame that would not kneel,
When the lords said “Woman unfit,” she broke their maze with words of steel.
The bishops cursed her for being profane, and she burned their book in the square’s light.
“The rite that lists daughters as tribute—that is the true sin and blight!”

Blurb:
“I remember bits and pieces, but nothing clear. My mate, King Lucian, has told me stories about my past, but I cannot actually recall the events myself. It is very frustrating,”

The foundation of Celestia's world came crashing down on the night, her pup was wrenched out of her hands and placed in the arms of her mate's first love Afterward she was framed for crimes she didn't commit rejected, stripped of her title as Luna, her wolf and discarded to die a rogue.

But Celestia would not die, she would claw her way back to the top until she stood by the side of the most powerful man on the continent.

Will she be able to claim her revenge or will she take back the man who made her lose it all?

Fate chose her.
Power made him refuse.
Ruby was never the Luna Troy wanted.
The girl with silver eyes and no wolf the pack whispered about behind her back. The girl he rejected publicly on the day that was supposed to be their wedding and mating ceremony, choosing pride and power over the bond that tied them together.
Humiliated before the entire pack, Ruby walked away from the man destined to love her.
And when Troy realized too late that rejecting her had been the biggest mistake of his life, Ruby refused to come back.
So on the day Ruby was supposed to marry another and finally start over, he stole her from her own wedding and forced her back into his world—back into a marriage she never wanted.
Now trapped beside the man who broke her heart, Ruby is no longer the weak girl Troy remembers. The years apart changed her. Hardened her. And the power inside her has grown into something the entire werewolf world fears.
A power strong enough to stop wars.
Strong enough to make kings kneel.
Suddenly, everyone wants a piece of her.
The council sees her as a weapon. Rival Alphas see her as a prize. Enemies lurking in the shadows want her power for themselves. And Troy, the man who once shattered her, will burn down the world before he lets anyone take her again.
But forced proximity only reopens old wounds.
Because beneath Ruby’s anger still lingers the bond neither of them escaped. Beneath Troy’s cruelty hides obsession, regret, and a dangerous love that has only grown more possessive with time.
Now caught between revenge and desire, freedom and fate, Ruby must decide if Troy deserves a second chance…
—or if the Alpha who ruined her should finally lose everything.

I accompanied my husband, Kieran, down to the Antarctic station’s underground quarantine zone to rescue an ice-bacteria sample at negative forty degrees. Halfway there, he asked me to fetch some data. I was gone for exactly three minutes. When I came back, he had vanished.
The institute staff told me I had gone insane, wandering the halls searching for a husband who had been dead for three years.
They called Kieran’s mentor, Dr. Reiner. Through the phone, the old man wept, swearing that Kieran had fallen into the deepest ice rift in Antarctica three years ago. Not even his bones were recovered.
Branded a lunatic, I was thrown into a sealed bio-containment pod twenty miles away. I became a human guinea pig. Under endless rounds of experimental drugs, my organs failed one by one until I died on that cold metal table.
Then, I blinked. Kieran was standing right in front of me, rushing me to the lab...

Synopsis
For twenty-six-year-old Clara Voss, life has always been about order....
Studying Books, silence, and duty, that’s all she’s ever known. Between running the town library and caring for her crippled father, she’s had no room for chaos, risk, or desire.
But when her father’s health begins to fail, desperation forces Clara to search for money in places she never imagined. An innocent job listing seems like a miracle: the government is hiring civilian volunteers for Saint Ridge Penitentiary, the most secure prison in the country; home to the worst of the worst. The pay is absurd. The contract is long. And Clara signs it without reading a single word.
By the time she realizes her mistake, it’s too late.
She and her best friend are sealed inside Saint Ridge, surrounded by killers, con-men, and corrupt power. Yet nothing unnerves her more than Hale Maddox 'inmate 0147' the one they call the Master of Ridge. His name is whispered by guards, feared by inmates, and marked in red on every classified file.

But Hale isn’t interested in escape.
He’s interested in her.
Trapped behind concrete walls and government secrets, Clara learns that danger doesn’t always hide in the shadows. Sometimes it watches you, memorizes you and waits for the perfect moment to claim you.

Krystal Hunter died with a broken heart, a knife in her back, and one regret—she finally won the damn lottery right before she died. Ten million dollars, untouched, deposited in the bank… wasted.
Or so she thought.
Because when Krystal wakes up in a hospital bed—very much not dead—the world has gone to economic hell. The global economy has collapsed, the dollar has depreciated into dust... and her forgotten bank account?
Now worth one hundred billion.
With the world burning and billionaires falling like flies, Krystal is no longer the girl they betrayed. She’s richer than empires, hungrier than ever, and back to collect what she’s owed—with interest.
Ex-lovers, fake friends, and bloodthirsty siblings beware:
She died once. She’s not dying quietly again.

A deliciously savage romantic revenge comedy about wealth, power, payback, and kissing someone hot while the economy collapses.

Three years ago, I took a bullet for Damon Kingsley. It came within half an inch of my heart.

He looked me in the eyes, his own red, and swore he'd love me for the rest of his life. So I married into this century-old Italian-American Mafia dynasty.

But on our wedding night, the moment he touched me, he convulsed, coughed up blood, and collapsed.

The second time, an old condition flared up and kept him flat on his back for a month.

The third time, he nearly bled out.

Every time after that, the same thing.

The whole family called me a curse. Marked. Bad luck. The kind of woman who brings death to whoever gets close.

The Godmother gave me an ultimatum: get pregnant within a month, or sign the divorce papers and be shipped off to Chicago to marry the devil himself.

I was carrying a fertility tonic to his study, ready to beg him one more time, when I heard voices through the door.

"Mr. Kingsley, please, you gotta stop. Every time you don't wanna go near her, you shoot yourself up with that stuff. You're gonna kill yourself."

Damon was quiet for a long moment. Then, calm and flat: "Aurora is the only woman I love. I'd take the pain any day over touching her."

All this time, while the whole family called me a curse, the one who actually put it on me was the man I almost died for.

Damon Kingsley. After today, we're done. In this life or the next, don't ever cross my path again.

"Are you always this damn sensitive?" my husband snapped, his hands lingering on his ex’s waist.
I stood there, holding our 5th-anniversary cake and my pregnancy secret. He canceled our romantic dinner just to comfort her.
So, I threw the cake away. Next, I'll throw him away.

"I want to go back to London."
"No," he says simply, his voice low and commanding. "You're not going anywhere."
"Why not?"
"Because, unlike that worthless nephew of mine, I actually care about you."
Lyla Rose thought she had it all—love, power, a secure future. But a single medical report changes everything: she's infertile, and her ruthless husband, Vincent Ricci, discards her without hesitation.
He replaces her with another woman and locks Lyla away, believing he's done with her. But Carter Ricci, Vincent's cold and calculating uncle, rescues her. He offers protection, passion, and promises he's nothing like the man who destroyed her.
Yet Carter's care is suffocating. Locked doors, watching eyes, and a hunger that feels more like possession than love. When the truth about her infertility surfaces, Lyla realizes she may have traded one prison for another.
Caught between the husband who shattered her and the man who claimed her, Lyla must decide: can she ever be free when love itself has become a cage?