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My daughter has been blind since birth. On her eighteenth birthday, she finally received news of a matching cornea donor.
Our whole family was so excited we couldn't sleep that night. My husband and daughter eagerly prepared for the surgery, their hearts filled with hope that she would soon see the light.
But I suddenly slammed my hand on the table and, amidst the family's stunned gazes, proposed a divorce on the spot.
My husband's face turned ashen as he demanded harshly, "You want a divorce just because I'm going through with our daughter's surgery?"
I curled the corner of my mouth and enunciated every word: "That's right. Because you're going through with her surgery—this marriage is over."

On the eve of my wedding, I’m kidnapped alongside my stepsister. With a gun to my head, the kidnapper forces my fiancé to choose: her or me. He chooses my stepsister.
Abandoned by my family and stripped of everything, I’m left with nothing.
But then, Dominic Voss, the cold-blooded leader of a dark organization, saves me. “I fell for you at first sight,” he declares. “Be my woman, and I’ll help you get revenge.” With no other options, I agree.
Unexpectedly, Dominic treats me as his one and only, showering me with love and devotion. He confronts my family troubles, punishing my irresponsible father and wicked stepmother.
With his support, I rise from a struggling dancer to a world-renowned artist.
When my ex-fiancé tries to win me back, he’s met with a shocking sight: Dominic publicly proposes!
“Chloe, you’ve loved me for so long…” he begins. I ignoring him, kiss Dominic deeply and respond, “I was blind before, choosing the wrong man, but now I have my true love. Stay away; my husband might just kick your ass.”
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Three years of a sham marriage shattered, only to discover I was the secret heiress to a billion-dollar empire. My husband cheated on me with his childhood sweetheart, raising their child under my roof, thinking I was a powerless orphan he could discard at will. But he was wrong. With my true family's support and the alliance of a powerful, enigmatic CEO, I'm taking back everything that's mine, piece by piece. But as I reclaim my life and navigate a new, dangerous romance, I begin to suspect that my "accidental" switch at birth might have been a deliberate plot, hiding a far more sinister secret.

After five years with Mark—the soon-to-be Alpha who promised her love, loyalty, and a future as his Luna—Winny's world crumbles in one cruel night.
At a grand ceremony, he publicly announces his engagement to Becky, her sister who had only just returned after disappearing for years.
Betrayed, cast aside by her adoptive family, and framed for a crime she didn't commit, Winny is left with nothing... except a scar from the kidney she was forced to give away—and a mountain of debt.
But a chance encounter with the powerful and elusive Alpha King sparks a forbidden connection that refuses to fade. If she can't have Mark's love, she'll earn the heart of someone far greater—his uncle and most admired Alpha King.
"That... no woman can satisfy you," I murmured, the dumb words flowing from my lips before I could stop them.
Slowly, he started advancing toward me, eyes focused on mine, unblinking—like a predator stalking defenseless prey. I reflexively moved back, only for my legs to contact the edge of the bed, forcing me sit suddenly. My hands braced behind me for support.
"Can you?" he questioned, his voice low. His eyes never left mine as he delicately laid the tray of food on the bed, bending in until his face was only inches from mine.
Was he... flirting with me?

When my younger brother got into a top university, the whole family celebrated for him.
I, suffering from a terminal illness, clutched my chest and desperately cried for help, only to be met with a disgusted slap from my mother and the words, "You just can't stand to see your brother doing well!"
She thought I was a spoilsport, so she roughly dragged me back to the room and locked the door from the outside.
She didn't know that those were the last words I ever heard in my life.
The next morning, she opened the door with breakfast in hand, only to find my corpse.

He was once the supreme commander who guarded the frontier for five long years.

When he finally returned home, he discovered a nightmare waiting for him.

His young daughter had been brutally tortured by the mafia, her blood nearly drained from her body.

His wife had suffered endless humiliation at the hands of a ruthless crime lord.

In her darkest moment, the little girl cried out in despair:

"Daddy, where are you? Please save me!"

The moment he heard her plea, his fury became unstoppable.

Alone, he stormed through the enemy's territory and wiped out the entire criminal syndicate.

When powerful families and elite assassin organizations joined forces to crush him, he sent only a single message.

Within hours, armies, mercenaries, and loyal allies from every corner of the world answered his call.

Those who dare harm his daughter will pay with their lives.

The king has returned.

And this time, there will be no mercy.

Elara Voss lives in a world that was never built to include her. As a half-witch anomaly in a society that only accepts pure magical lineage, she grows up monitored, isolated, and dismissed. Her magic doesn’t follow known laws—it is unstable, unpredictable, and resists classification, making her more of a controlled risk than a true member of witch society.

Everything changes the night her magic reacts to Cael Draven, a human who should not meaningfully interact with magic at all. Yet his presence stabilizes her volatile power in a way no one can explain. This contradiction immediately draws the attention of witch authorities. Selene Vire, a containment operative, identifies Cael as a “null”—a rare anomaly capable of disrupting magical systems simply by existing.

As tensions rise, Elara is pulled into a conflict between containment and erasure. The authorities want Cael eliminated, but Elara notices something stranger: he does not resist magic—he subtly alters how it behaves without intent. The closer she stays to him, the more her magic stabilizes into something unfamiliar and evolving.

Soon, buried truths surface. Cael’s existence is linked to erased histories within witch records, suggesting the system is hiding something fundamental. Meanwhile, Elara’s magic begins evolving beyond structured spellwork into an adaptive force shaped by emotion and proximity rather than control.

Forced into an uneasy alliance with Cael as pursuit intensifies, Elara discovers a deeper truth: Cael is not the cause, but the trigger. Something ancient within her is awakening, predating witch law itself. Their connection is not fate—it is a systemic collision.

As the Veil between worlds weakens, Elara faces a final dilemma: saving herself may require destroying him, while saving him may mean becoming something neither witches nor humans can control.

Elena runs away on her wedding day. She refuses to be sold off to Edward, a lecherous man chosen only to erase the debts left by her late father. That desperate escape leads her to Felix, a stranger who helps her hide from Edward and his men.

But fate is cruel. The man Elena believes to be her savior is actually a cold-blooded hitman. In an instant, her freedom turns into another kind of cage, trading one nightmare for another. Out of the crocodile’s jaws and into the lion’s den.

Which world will Elena choose?
Return to Edward, or stay by Felix’s side, no matter how dark his world may be?

Having been born with a weak constitution, Ariel Hovstad is hated by her family. Ever since Mrs. Kathleen Hovstad gave birth to a set of twins, Ariel and Ivy Hovstad. She's been bedridden. She believes it's because Ariel is a jinx since every time she has contact with her, her health deteriorates even more. Thus, afraid to be jinxed by her anymore, Mrs. Kathleen orders her husband, Mr. Henry Hovstad to get rid of her when she's three.

Mr. Henry sends her to the countryside to live with a distant relative; her grandmother. Years later, her grandmother dies, and Ariel is forced to go back to her family. Everyone sees her as an enemy back home, so she is hated. She's either in her room or at school.
(In her room at night, her cell phone suddenly rings)

Person X: Hey boss, how're you? Did you miss me? Oh, is your family treating you well? Boss, you finally remembered me, boohoo..
Ariel: If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up.
Person X: Hey boss, wait, I-

What happened to her being a country bumpkin? Wasn't she supposed to be poor and unwanted? What's with the fawning from an...underling?

One fine morning as she is heading to school, a stranger who looks like a Greek god suddenly shows up, is cold, ruthless, a workaholic, and keeps his distance from all women. His name is Bellamy Hunters. To everyone's surprise, he offers to give her a ride to school. Wasn't he supposed to hate women? What exactly happened?

The once known workaholic suddenly has a lot of free time on his hands, which he uses to chase after Ariel. Any negative comments about Ariel are always refuted by him.

One day his secretary came to him with a piece of news: "Boss, Ms.. Ariel broke someone's arm at school!"

The big shot just scoffs and answers, "Nonsense! She's too weak and timid! She can't even hurt a fly! Who dares make such rumors up?”

He’s a ten out of ten—but when his engagement is announced, he gets wasted enough to forget his own name.
Meet Nico Bellami: billionaire heartthrob, sinfully handsome, and absolutely done with being controlled.
She’s Red: curvy, mysterious, and a stripper who’s never been touched. She dances to survive, not to seduce—but she ends up saving a drunk billionaire from a biker gang in the worst part of town.
She means to help him home.
Instead, she crashes his engagement party.
And before she can escape, he pulls her close, smirks at the cameras, and says—
“This is my wife.”

During a police operation to pursue a serial killer, my father-in-law was taken hostage by the criminals while protecting me, and was dragged behind a vehicle for several kilometers.
I urgently called my husband for help: “Cedric, Dad has been taken hostage by the criminals. Send more people right away!”
My husband was the police department’s top marksman—only his sharpshooting skills could target the enemy and save his father!
But to my surprise, my husband just sneered, “Dahlia, I’ve only been out with Nalisa for an hour. To win my attention, you’ll make up any lie, won’t you?”
Hearing the call end, I was frozen in shock.
Then, I received a message from Nalisa with 99 bed photos of her and my husband.
“Cedric says, if your dad dies, so be it. He has no time for you now—he’d rather die in my arms.”
Anger and sorrow enveloped me. Watching my husband’s father crushed to death by the vehicle, I finally understood:
He must have thought it was my father who was taken hostage.

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

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

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

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

Alright, I'll grant your wish.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"The experiment actually spoke, darling..."

“Sign the contract. Be my incubator. And I will let you live.”
That was the deal I made with the tyrant named Damon Lexton.
I was his medicine. His prisoner. He did not love me—only the rare blood in my veins that kept him alive. When I died in the fire, he did not mourn his wife. He mourned the loss of his cure.
Five years later, I returned from the dead with a new face and a heart of stone, ready to watch him suffer.
Then my five-year-old son walked into his office.
“Hey, Old Man. Are you the one who made my mom cry?”
Damon stared at the child—the son he once called a bastard. For the first time, the tyrant fell to his knees.
He cornered me against the wall, his eyes burning with madness and obsession.
“You can run, Anna. But you and our son belong to me. I used to need your blood to live. Now I need your heartbeat to breathe.”

I was forced by my father to fulfill an arranged engagement with an Alpha I'd never met face-to-face. Pushing open the jewelry store door, I found my fiancé Kane spoiling his childhood sweetheart Briar, who was trying to snatch my mother’s ring. "Security! Get this stray out of here!" Briar screamed, pointing at me. When I revealed my identity, Kane sneered coldly: "What bullshit pact? I would never marry a woman like you." Briar snatched the ring and threw water at my face: "Kneel down and beg me to give it back!" When I fought back, Kane exploded in rage: "How dare you touch my woman? Hold her down!" Four warriors pinned me down as Briar laughed cruelly: "Let everyone see this delusional bitch who doesn't know her place!" They stepped on my hand while Kane watched coldly, even urging her on: "Hurry up, let her learn her lesson." Just as she was about to chop off my finger with a knife, the door suddenly burst open—"Do you have any idea whose daughter you're humiliating?"

I was dying — and he was loving someone else.
I left.
Now he wants me back… but will I let him?

They said an Omega didn't belong in their elite military academy. They were right—I didn't belong. I was meant to destroy it.
I was Celia, the scholarship nobody, the punching bag for five ruthless Alpha brothers who ruled the school like gods. The Hale brothers made my life hell just because I dared to be smarter than them. They humiliated me, tormented me, nearly killed me.
Then they murdered the only person who tried to help me.
"You think you can compete with us?" Zaxer's breath was hot against my ear as he held me over the rooftop edge. "You're nothing but a pathetic little Omega."
"Then why are you so threatened by me?" I whispered back, watching his eyes darken.
They let me fall. Krystal, the friend I trusted, kissed my tormentor while I plummeted to my death.
But I didn't die. I got my wolf. And with her came a hunger for vengeance that burned hotter than any mate bond.
Now I'm back, and the game has changed. I know their secrets, their weaknesses, their guilty consciences. They think they can corner me in empty classrooms, threaten me with those piercing stares and brutal words?
"Hit me," I dared Zaxer in front of everyone, my voice steady as steel. "Show them all what kind of Alphas you really are."
He couldn't. Because for the first time, they realized something: the broken Omega they tortured has teeth now.
They ruined me once. Killed for me twice.
But when Kaiden growled those three words—"You're our mate"—everything I thought I knew shattered.
Because how do you destroy the ones fate bound you to?
Revenge never tasted so savage. Love never cut so deep.

Once, he was the most dangerous man in the underworld.
A single name that made warlords go silent.
A single alias that made assassins freeze.

They called him — Black Reaper.

Then came a betrayal. And he disappeared.

Some said he was dead.
Some said he’d gone mad.
Most just prayed he’d never come back.

But when killers break into his home — sent to murder his tenant — old hatreds stir awake.

And a name the world tried to forget echoes through the darkness once more.

Black Reaper is back.

And this time?
He won’t be the one shaking.

“I’ll give you anything, Elsa—money, a car, a house, jewelry—just agree to the transplant. Ria really needs it.” I couldn’t believe his audacity. Was this really my husband, trying to bargain my body to save his fiancée?
“Sorry, I’m pregnant. I can’t donate a kidney,” I said, my voice shaky but determined. Anger boiled inside me, but I knew he was powerful. The pretend marriage was over, and his true colors were revealed. Afraid of what he might do to me, I didn’t yell or fight him. I just wanted to escape this nightmare, to break free from this cage I was trapped in.
But his reaction was even more chilling. He looked at me with no emotion.
“We’ll have an abortion.” His words hit me like a bomb. I couldn’t believe how coldly he spoke about ending his own child’s life.

After I took in my first love, she promised she'd always be good to me.
But after my mother died in a car accident, I found her in our home—with another man.
She told everyone Colin was her true love, that I was just a little brother she never wanted, and that I was the one who couldn't let go.
Everyone turned against me. My father had a stroke from the rage. Colin even had someone run me over—cost me an eye.
Seven years later.
I stood outside a convenience store holding flowers when I saw them.
Audrey's daughter looked at me with pity. "Mom, that man only has one eye... Is he selling flowers? Should we buy some?"

The Mean Girl's Mine

I didn't mean to say I was dating a guy hotter than my ex-fiance who cheated on me with my friend. In my defense, I had nine glasses of wine, my career as a social media influencer imploded in my face, and the Mean Girl at my high school reunion got into my head. I scanned the crowd, looking for an escape, and my eyes landed on him, Damian Black, my best friend's stepbrother. He was the hottest guy back in high school, and like most girls, I had a huge crush on him. I asked him for a favor, to be my pretend boyfriend for the night. To my surprise, he agreed, but then he said, 'I'm gonna collect. A favor for a favor.' Of course, I agreed, except the word of our relationship spread like wildfire in real life and on social media. I was ready to publicly apologize and set the record straight right away, but then Damian was ready to collect his favor. He asked me to take the role of his girlfriend and move in with him. I had to abide by our deal, and it was all for a show. What could possibly go wrong

At twelve, I lost my parents and was taken in by the Brooks—our families had a marriage pact. For a decade, everyone expected me to marry their son Conner, a future I'd accepted as duty.
Then Conner's tabloid scandal with another woman destroyed the engagement. Chaos hit our family businesses—until Dylan, Conner's uncle who barely spoke to me, offered: Marry me instead.
It was the only way to save everything. I said yes, no time to fear marrying a stranger.
What stunned me? The wild side of Uncle Dylan I never saw. It hit fast, hot—pulling me in until I was hopelessly falling.
And my best friend? She's about to find a chaotic, twisty romance of her own. Turns out, life's best gifts are the ones you never see coming—even if they start with a marriage of convenience.

"What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong? We were happy, he respected me and so did I...I even fell in love with him so how could he do this to me?
"It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara"
"And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired.
Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded,"I want a divorce, Ciara"
Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper.
Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her but 5 years later, he seems to have a change on heart and wants to win Ciara back at all cost.
But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd known and once loved.
What happens when this two dual meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Would they rekindle their feelings or would they leave it at that?
Could second chance love prevail?

I hid my identity and pretended to be a country bumpkin by Christopher's side, caring for him and healing him. I never expected that the first thing Christopher would do after his recovery was dump me.

On the day my half-sister and I shared our birthday, he made a grand appearance at her party while leaving me to be mocked and ridiculed by everyone: "A country bumpkin doesn't deserve to be Christopher's wife. Go back to the countryside where you belong."

I just smiled. If not for repaying the debt I owed Christopher, I would never have stayed here in the first place. Any one of my hidden identities was someone they could only look up to.

No one expected I'd have the backbone to throw the divorce papers in Christopher's face, declaring that I was the one leaving him!

I dated my bully for six months.
We fell in love, only for him to wake up one day and say he doesn’t know me.
Lisa is barely holding her life together. Between a dying father, a neglectful uncle, and a stepbrother whose obsession is slowly turning dangerous, survival—not happiness—has always been her goal.
Then Tobias Thomas happens.
Rich. Worshipped..
The golden boy with a cruel streak and a reputation no one questions.
He was never supposed to notice her.
But he did.
And somehow, in the quiet spaces no one else saw, he became everything—her escape, her secret, her reason to believe life could be more than just enduring.
For six months, Lisa lived in a world that felt almost like a dream.
Until one night destroys it all.
An accident leaves Tobias broken.
And when he wakes up, Lisa is nothing to him.
No memories.
No feelings.
No trace of the boy who once held her like she mattered.
Now, she’s back to being invisible… except this time, it’s worse. Because the same boy who used to choose her looks at her with cold indifference—and sometimes, something even darker.
And everyone is watching.
But forgetting her doesn’t make things simple.
Not when Tobias can’t seem to stay away from her.
Not when a new rival steps in, determined to take what Tobias no longer claims.
Not when whispers, threats, and secrets begin to close in around them.
And definitely not when pieces of Lisa’s life—things she never shared—start appearing where they shouldn’t.
Because this was never just about lost memories.
Something is wrong.
Something deeper than an accident.
Something darker than heartbreak.
And the closer Lisa gets to the truth…
the more dangerous loving Tobias becomes.
Because this time, it’s not just her heart at risk.
It’s everything.

Every night, dragging noises come from the floor above.
The neighbor claims he just can’t sleep, yet he stares at my window and grins in the dead of night.
Later, he dies.
But at two in the morning, I still get a text message from him.
Someone else warns me: Don’t go to the sixth floor.
The police say this building doesn’t even have a sixth floor.
Yet I’ve seen people go up there with my own eyes.
Where exactly does this so-called sixth floor lead?
Who really died?
And who on earth is the one texting me?

He chose my sister over me. Now he's begging for a second chance.
Five years of being Alpha Kane Radcliffe's wife, I got nothing but betrayal.
He forced me to go to jail for my sister. And my twin sons threatened me they'd never call me Mom again. They all chose Aurelia, not me.
So I finally walked away.
Three years later, I'm not the same woman he discarded.
I'm Cici Lane. The Dance Queen the world can't stop watching.
Until Kane walks into my welcome party with Aurelia on his arm and my sons at his side.
The look on his face is priceless when my daughter calls me Mommy.
Now my ex-husband is sniffing around like he has a right to me. My sons are staring at me like they've seen a ghost. And Aurelia? She's about to learn what happens when you push the wrong woman too far.
They threw me away once.
This time, they'll have to beg.

My whole body began to quiver as I looked up at Ryan who wore a smug or was it? I couldn't tell as my vision was blurred with tears.

"What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong? We were happy, he respected me and so did I...I even fell in love with him so how could he do this to me?!.

"It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara"

"And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired. It was as if I didn't want to believe what the paper read until Ryan says it with his own mouth.

A part of me still wanted to fight for whatever we still have left; still wanted to protect our marriage.

But then he'd said it. Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded," I want a divorce, Ciara"


Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper.

Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her but 5years later, he seems to have a change on heart and wants to win Ciara back at all cost.

But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd known and once loved.

What happens when this two dual meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Would they rekindle their feelings or would they leave it at that?
Could second chance love prevail?

Find out in this long rollacoaster ride!

Lia Moreno has three serious problems: a bank account in a coma, a boss who hates her… and a mouth that doesn’t know when to shut up.

The third one turns deadly when, in the middle of the company gala, she does a “sound check” and describes the CEO as an industrial freezer… with the mic wide open in front of the city’s entire elite.

The video goes viral, the memes crown her as an anonymous heroine, and everyone bets that Adrian Vega —the legendary cold, perfect boss— will fire her at dawn.

But instead of firing her, he calls her into his office and makes her a proposal as absurd as it is dangerous:
if the world already thinks there’s something between them, why not use it to their advantage?

Now Lia, the filterless intern, has to pretend to be the girlfriend of the most intimidating man in the building.

It was supposed to be just for damage control.
It was supposed to be just a ridiculous contract.

Until the game stops feeling like a game.

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.

"Take your things and leave, Mira. I never want to see you again. The guard will bring the divorce papers. Sign them. I have already done my part. Now it is your turn."
Mira, a princess of the Silver Claw Pack, was labeled a weak omega and abandoned by her father when her wolf never appeared. Heartbroken and humiliated, she ran away and found love in the arms of Alpha Adrien of another pack. Their marriage fell apart when Mira could not conceive, and Adrien's betrayal cut deeper than any wound.
Framed, banished, and left to hit rock bottom, Mira's suffering awakened the powerful, long-dormant wolf within her. Now stronger, fiercer, and unrecognizable, she returns to her home pack not as a broken princess but as a force to be reckoned with.
At the homecoming celebration organized by her father, Adrien, the man who once discarded her, is stunned. The woman he betrayed now commands respect and fear as a dominant leader. He begs for her back, but Mira is no longer the woman he left behind. This time, she is taking everything he once stole from her and more.

Everyone says I’m crazy.
My husband, Adrien, is Ashmont College’s most esteemed professor—suave, composed, and highly logical. I, on the other hand, am an investigative journalist whose nerves are fried by looming deadlines and too much caffeine. Yet, I insist there’s a woman who shares my exact face, who crawls out of our bedroom mirror every night and slips into my husband’s bed.
Our security cameras always "happen" to glitch at the crucial moments. My son avoids me like I’m a monster, and my neighbors claim they cheerfully greeted "me" in the driveway a few days ago—even though I don't even own a vintage pink dress.
Adrien has started dropping phrases like "psych evaluation" and "sole custody." If I let this drag on any longer, he’s going to personally commit me to a psych ward.
So tonight, I lied about flying to Chicago. Instead, I’m hiding in my own study—waiting for that identical face to crawl out of the mirror one more time.

I waited five years for a heart transplant.
My mother—the Luna of our Pack, the healer everyone worships—gave it to someone else.
An orphan girl she took in. A girl who now calls her "Mom."
Ivy got my heart. She got a wolf. She got a mate and a wedding so grand the whole Pack attended.
Me? I watched from the corner, still dying, while my mother smiled for the cameras and accepted praise for her "selfless sacrifice."
When I finally snapped at the ceremony, she slapped me. Told me to apologize. Said I was embarrassing the family.
I'm her actual daughter. I'm the one who can't shift, can't feel a mate bond, can't survive another six months.
But sure. I'm the problem.
They wanted me to stay quiet and die gracefully.
I chose to make sure everyone sees who their perfect Luna really is.

I was four months pregnant when the truck hit my car.
I woke up on a gurney outside the OR, bleeding, half-conscious, thinking my husband was saving my life. Then I heard him through the door.
"The baby's gone. Her right hand is finished—her career's over either way. Just take her kidney now and put it in Mia."
My mother agreed. My father told him to switch my architectural draft to Mia's name before Friday.
Mia. The sister they'd raised for twenty years while I was missing. The sister whose body was failing. The sister my husband had apparently been in love with the whole time I was married to him.
I was supposed to die on that table. I wasn't supposed to hear anything.
But my phone was in my coat pocket, and the voice memo app had never stopped recording.
And now I had a choice to make.

Graham's mind went blank. He was met by the most beautiful she-wolf he had ever seen. He let his eyes trail over her body. She was short and lean but had curves in places that made his mouth dry and his pants tight.

As he took in her face, his eyes met her ice blue ones, and he stopped breathing for a moment.

While he was frozen, his wolf was ecstatic and tried to push him forward. She looked just as surprised as him. He took two strides and ended up inches away from her.

“Mate!” he growled, never breaking eye contact.

***Bella is an omega, lowest in rank of the pack. But she has accepted her place in life. Graham is the alpha, top of the rank. Strong, fierce, and determined to do what is best for his pack. In his mind, he doesn’t have any time for a mate. Yet they meet each other in the midst of the biggest conflict between the packs and rogues to date.

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Scales of the wolf
Riding with wolves

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My name is Four, yes four, like the number. Of course, it wasn't always my name, but since I was brought to the auctions, it has been what I've been called and what everyone knows me as.
Long ago, I was the proud daughter of the alpha and luna of Blue Moon, but after our pack was brought to ruin, I became one of many awaiting their fate.
You see, in this place, we are no longer people. Instead, we are just things waiting for the day we are bought and given our purpose in life, whether it be a slave, a mistress, a breeder, or worse, an offering.
For years, I've waited for the day that I am bought and given my meaning for living, but so far, it hasn't happened.
the auctioneers say it is because of my eyes. They say that they remind the buyers of the devil and that they fear that if they buy me, I will do nothing but bring ruin to them and their packs. That is, until the day he found me and took me out of this place after saying one thing.
"You with those eyes like a blade have brought ruin to me and because of that you must spend your life atoning."
After that, he became my purpose, my meaning, and with each passing day, I grew more and more greedy. How long will these pleasant days last, especially when conspiracy is rising and betrayal is around every corner?
Will the worries that those who never bought me turn out to be true, or will the odds be defied?

For three years, Sable loved Alpha Darrell with everything she had, spending her salary to support their household while being called an orphan and gold-digger. But just as Darrell was about to mark her as his Luna, his ex-girlfriend returned, texting: "I'm not wearing underwear. My plane lands soon—pick me up and fuck me immediately."

Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.

Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.

In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?

From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!

A monotonous, colorless life and dull relationships instantly fade into the background the moment you step into a completely different world—one with its own rules and laws. It looks so much like ours, and yet is radically different, for here live werewolves and countless other incredible beings.
Bring a cursed Alpha King’s heart back to life? Ride off into the sunset with one of the handsome guards? Or fall for a dangerous witch and uncover the true face of evil? Wrap it all up for me—I’ll take it!
An extraordinary world, vivid characters, blazing emotions, and passionate love with a touch of spice ❤️‍🔥
18+
“Quite an interesting hall you’ve got here,” Karadeylis said without even glancing around, his steps bringing him dangerously close. “But OURS holds unforgettable memories of the time we unwrapped your restless little ass.”
I gasped in outrage at his brazen words—especially with so many people around—but my panties betrayed me, dampening at the memory of exactly what that bastard had reminded me of.
“How dare you?!” I hissed, our faces now only inches apart. Goosebumps ran across my skin at the dangerous nearness. I could feel his hot breath on my lips, the heat of his half-bare body, and that intoxicating scent I knew too well. Our breathing came ragged, as if we had just finished running a marathon, unable to break free from the magnetic pull of each other’s gaze.
“No one else dares—only me, my prepedollie!” the scoundrel growled, gripping me firmly by the tail and yanking my face closer to his as his eyes devoured me. “I warned you—once I found you, there would be no mercy!”
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This is the story of Akash and Dharani. Akash means sky and Dharani means earth....

He came to me and held my hair again and made me look at him.

"Don't you dare to question me again or else I will make you regret for it" he said to me dangerously and slapped me again.

"What do you think that you can become my wife so easily? Did you look at yourself anytime in the mirror? Do you know how disgusting you look?" he said to me with so much hate.

It is usual for me to get abused but I never thought that my husband will also be one of them. Just now I thought I will be free from that hell but no. I came to another hell.

We all know that earth and sky doesn't touch each other but can Akash and Dharani fall in love.....

To know about it let's see their journey...

Alone and with no memories prior to age six, Allison has spent the last fourteen years growing up in the slums of Zalaris, the capital city of Nimairene. She has learned to steal and con the wealthy to survive, always getting away until one day her luck runs out and she is unfortunately arrested and sent to Lady Priscilla's Prison for Troubled Women with the expectation of becoming a Proper Lady of Society upon release.

Spending her days in and out of solitary confinement, Allison begins to believe she will never finish her sentence on time until she is rescued by a palace guard and whisked away from her torment.
Learning she is the missing princess Allisara Nimair, rightful heir to the throne, Allisara begins to uncover the secrets and dark truths surrounding her missing memories and precarious upbringing with the help of Skylard "Sky" Blackhawk, an unlikely ally in the busy Palace.
Now, Allisara must navigate her new reality as a princess while she grapples with her past and potential threats to her reign.
Can she manage to restore her kingdom to its former glory, or will the past return to claim the life it tried to steal all those years ago?

Warning: 21+

Lucien was killed by Victor, his ex boss from Casino who wanted to snatch the wife he loved, his body covered in blood buried underground. He died carrying a huge grudge. Just before the angel took him to heaven, Lucien met Lucifer and exchanged his soul so that he could come back to life, not a human, but a werewolf.

Thinking that his wife betrayed him by living with Victor, Lucien meets Sephie, a fox demon who offers him to join "The Hunters", a mysterious cult created by the demi-demon that Lucifer resurrected with the same goal of revenge.

nce scorned as a son-in-law, he was despised by others, until his grandfather found him. From then on, destiny changed like the wind, propelling him to soar ninety thousand miles high. Even his own grandfather beamed with admiration, urging him to return and inherit the billions of family fortune!

“What are you doing here?”
Ryan’s voice cut through the air, his gaze locked on the one girl who had once been his greatest weakness, now his greatest enemy.
For her, the last man she ever wanted to see was now her employer.


Tessy, an orphan struggling to survive, once thought she found love during a summer with Ryan Smith. But one misunderstanding shattered everything. Branded a liar, called a leech, Tessy walked away, hating him as much as he hated her.

Years later, fate plays its cruel hand. Tessy secures a high-paying maid job at the Smith mansion, only to discover the master of the house is Ryan himself. With no way to back out, she is forced to live and work under the same roof as the man who broke her heart.

Now, in a world of betrayal, secrets, and revenge, love and hate collide once more.

An arranged bride. An accidental claim. A love worth defying everything for.
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When nerdy, bookish Elizabeth “Lizzie” Foster sets her eyes on Reese Blackwood at a wedding, she makes a wildly uncharacteristic decision.

He’s going to be her first.

Reese is charming, sexy, reckless, and far too attractive for his own good—the notorious son of a billionaire who’s never had to chase anyone in his life. But after one unforgettable moment, Lizzie thanks him politely… and tells him she hopes they never see each other again.

For the first time, Reese is the one left wanting more.

Fate, however, has other plans.

Desperate to escape her controlling mother and finally claim her independence, Lizzie attempts a daring escape—only to be cornered at the airport before she can board her flight. With security closing in and her future slipping away, she does the only thing that comes to mind.

She grabs Reese Blackwood after seeing him in the crowd, kisses him senseless, and announces to her mother and the world:
“Meet my boyfriend. We’re getting married… and I’m pregnant.”

Stunned—but spotting the perfect opportunity to defy his ruthless father and an arranged marriage with an unbearable woman he never wanted—Reese plays along.

Now bound by a scandalous lie, a fake relationship, and a very public fake “pregnancy,” Lizzie and Reese are forced into a dangerous game of pretence. He’s hiding secrets that could destroy them both. She’s fighting for freedom she’s never had. And neither of them expected the biggest complication of all—

Falling for each other might be the one lie they can’t survive.

What could possibly go right?

'Get ready Onika DeLuca , I am coming,' he said to himself, determination shining in his orbs, holding a dark promise.


"I promise you, the face I remember before dying will be yours, the last thing I will wish to see will be you, whether it is today, tomorrow or fifty years from now.It will always be you, Onika".


-Agustin DeLuca.


Agustin DeLuca looked at the photos in front of him, rage burning through his veins, as he watched his wife in someone else's arms.


He was one of the most renowned businessman of the country, know for his ruthlessnes and arrogance. He prided himself for being good at reading people like an open book, he thought nothing goes unseen from his scrutinizing eyes, yet the irony, he couldn't see the truth of his own wife when inoccence was written all over her face, vulnerability swirling in her doe eyes, silently begging for him to believe her.

He lost everything that mattered to him two years back, because he chose to trust the wrong person, but now that he knows the truth, there is nothing he won't do to get her back, nothing.

Eden Richards, the most eligible bachelor and heartthrob of London, falls in love with a beautiful Indian girl, Lavanya Shah, right from the moment he sees her and wants to marry her.

Lavanya Shah is close to her brother whereas her grandfather always hated her but everything changes when her grandfather starts showering her with love all of a sudden and gives her a trip to London. Lavanya was excited for this but her brother wasn't ready to let her go to London and wanted to stop her.

Will Eden see Lavanya again?

Will Lavanya get to know about Eden's love for her and will she accept it?

Why did Lavanya's grandfather start loving her all of a sudden?

Why did her grandfather give her a trip to London and why does her brother want to stop her from going there?

What surprises does London have in store for Lavanya?

Will Eden be able to marry Lavanya and find happily ever after with her?

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She was born cursed. Branded a bringer of death, Nyra was nothing more than a maid to the Moonfang Pack, unwanted, unloved, and used. But when the powerful and brooding Rowan, future Alpha King of Gravewind, saves her from a rogue attack and claims her as his mate, her life takes a sharp, dangerous turn.

Whispers of jealousy swirl, betrayal brews... and when she’s thrown out and forced into a brutal bond with a cruel rogue Alpha, Nyra almost gives up hope.

Until she runs. Until she hides.
Until the magic in her blood begins to awaken.

Reborn in the human world with a new identity and an unexpected friend, Nyra rises from the ashes, stronger, smarter, and untouchable, until the night her power explodes under the full moon.

Now everyone wants her.
The Alphas. The rogues. The kings.
And the one man she thought had betrayed her.

As the prophecy unfolds, love is tested, blood is spilled, and destinies collide.
Nyra must choose: run again... or rise and rule.