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"I want a divorce."
Rowan took the papers from her and signed it without hesitation. "Don't regret this later," he said as he marked his signature on the required space.
"Trust me, I won't," she said and snatched it back from him once he was done.
After three years of marriage to her childhood crush, Astrid is forced to let go when her husband's first love returns—with a child in tow. Blinded by the past, Rowan chooses the woman who once left him, over the loyal wife who stood by him. But Astrid knows her worth. She walks away not just from a loveless marriage, but into a life of ambition and power.
Unbeknownst to Rowan, the woman he so easily discarded becomes the mysterious business mogul taking the corporate world by storm. Now, as her name echoes through boardrooms and headlines, he begins to realize what he truly lost.
Regret burns in his heart. Desire resurfaces.
But will he be able to win her back when she is the center of many hearts? Will he be able to mend the broken heart he had destroyed?

I didn’t expect to see him standing there, by the window, shirt sleeves rolled up, the morning light making his skin glow like it wasn’t meant to belong to someone so dangerous.

Draven Damian.

My sister’s husband. The man I was pretending to love. He turned slowly, his eyes locking onto mine. And just like that, my breath caught.

He didn’t smile. He didn’t speak. He just looked deep and cold, like he saw something in me he hadn’t noticed before.

And maybe that’s when everything changed. Because instead of fear, I felt something else… something warm and terrifying at the same time. He wasn’t supposed to be gentle. He wasn’t supposed to look this human. But at that moment, he did.

Don’t fall, Liora. Don’t be stupid.

I looked away before he could see the truth in my eyes. But I already knew. I was in trouble.


I took my sister’s place to save my family.
Now I’m trapped in a life that could destroy me. I never wanted anything to do with the mafia. But when my twin sister disappeared without a word, I had no choice. I had to become her, the wife of Draven Damian, a dangerous and powerful mafia boss.

His little boy, Dante, looks at me like I’m his mother.
But Draven’s family sees right through me… and they want me gone.

How long can I keep this lie alive?
And what happens when the man I’m pretending to love… starts falling for me

In my previous life, I was murdered by my cheating boyfriend and my scheming stepsister working together.
What I never saw coming was that Louis—the man I’d spent years hating—would give his life to save mine.
Now reborn on the very day I crashed our engagement party, I wrapped my arms around him without a second thought.
“I’m not leaving you this time. I’m going to marry you.”
He stared at me, utterly stunned...

I was about to refuse, and say no, when I felt his lips on mine.
I gasped, through the kiss. ' The jerk' I thought. He fucking kissed me, stole my first kiss like that.


Astral, an upcoming actress, who was given an opportunity to star in a famous movie. But she was taken to Gael as his replacement bride. Along the way, Astral found out she was truly getting married, and it's not acting. But it was too late for her to back out, as the priest already bound them as husband and wife.
After the wedding ceremony, Gael, the Billionaire and the husband, offered her a marriage contract.
Will Astral agree to this contract marriage? And even if she does, would it just end as a contract marriage or lead to an entanglement of a lifetime?

Prologue-
He felt nothing for Isabelle Lancaster, his ex-wife, anymore. apart from shame, obviously, that he had ever associated with such scum. Everybody had warned him when he had married her with such haste, that soon or later, blood spoke, and her blood was from a stripper – a prostitute. Nikolas had been angry on his wife’s behalf then. But then, they had been right. Blood had indeed spoken and like a true hussy, his dear wife had decided to open her legs for the first man, she had been left alone with.
Now he was angry at himself and no one else.
But it was going to be over soon. After three years of separation from his volatile English ex-wife, Nikolas Dimitriou was ready to move on. This time he was going to marry a respectable Greek woman. A woman who would live amicable with his family and settle well into his life. Instead of turning it into a circus.

But there was one big problem. They still hadn’t signed the divorce papers. Deciding to go to London himself to dispose of this marriage and also pick up his three-year-old daughter so that she could attend his wedding, seemed to be a simple enough thing.
Except, a single look at Isabelle seemed to have opened a pandora’s box inside of him. There was poison everywhere and he loved it still!

A young couple recently moved in right across the hall from us.
The husband, Richard, works as an auditor at City Hall. His wife, Chloe, is the morning show host for a local TV network.
Chloe is about five-foot-three, with curves in all the right places. Her entire being radiates an unignorable, mature housewife charm—she is absolutely gorgeous.
Richard is a serious whiskey enthusiast and often invites me over to the patio for a couple of drinks, so our families quickly grew close. My wife, Sarah, and Chloe, in particular, became like sisters the moment they started talking about Sephora's new releases and luxury bags. They could easily gossip for an entire weekend.
And that... gave me an opportunity.

After a forbidden night, maid Elara conceives twins for ruthless mafia Don Asher. To shield her from deadly power struggles, he fakes cruelty and puts a bounty on her head. Trapped in the murderous manor, she hides her pregnancy to survive. Cornered and hunted, she leaps into the frozen river to save her babies. After narrowly surviving childbirth, she becomes Asher’s lifelong obsession. The cold-blooded king burns all enemies, drops every pride, and kneels to atone for his sins forever.

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

James Brooke owner of Brooks and Co. company limited goes bankrupt.

In desperation, he accepts the offer of a merger with rock industries.

He thinks the merger is a simple one until he meets Missus rock and she tells him that's in order to save his company he must guarantee the rock family that Brooks and Co.

Mining Company Will be under their full control and that is by engaging his daughter, heiress to his company to her eldest son Jonathan rock.

Wealthy, Cold And well known for his indifferent behavior, CEO Jonathan rock is the man.

James Brooke signs the contract selling his young 20 year old daughter, Kayla, in exchange for money and for his bankruptcy scraped from the books.

A man rescued by Sicily has a little oddity amidst the many rumors that aliens are starting to arrive on earth. The man realizes that Sicily is a student and his teaching assistant at the science laboratory, Steinitz Fors, who is none other than an alien, turns into an innocent man in order to get information little by little about his family who are reportedly on earth and are being held captive by human groups.

Initially utilizing Sicily, but eventually they fall in love with each other. Will Stein manage to save his family and return home to their planet? On the other hand, Sicily has long gotten a round black tool that she doesn't know what it is, is it connected to Steinitz's real life? Did they manage to escape the pursuit of human hands who were busy hunting down aliens including Stein who was finally caught?

Warning: 18+


“I want to own you, to possess you, body and soul.”
He traced her tummy that bulge with his forefinger where his 10-inch shaft deeply buried, perfectly fitted inside her. "I'm finally inside you..." Mort flashes a satisfying smile when he felt her come in his first thrust, a mushy, hot, milky white liquid running down between her legs enwrapped his big and thick shaft.
"Put your legs on my shoulder, baby,"
Sumire's nail buried on his flesh, scratching his back. An orb of tears roll down on her right cheek, Mort then leaned, lick her tears off, and kissed her lips, exploring and fighting with her tongue inside again.
“hushh--ughh! Fuck! You're so tight! That’s it, that’s it, Lyubov Moya,” he groaned and began to pound her in a gentle rhythm, his hard sex reaching her weak spot that made Sumire cry in pleasure. “And you mustn’t resist your Man, hmmmm?”
Sumire was twisting from one side to the other, her hands tying the soft sheets at her sides into knots, and her whole body grew pink, the nipples of her breasts appeared as hard as if they were tiny stones.
"You’re not going to be able to move after I’m finished with you tonight."


Sumire Massoullevè, is one of the highest-paid actresses and entitled the top 1 most beautiful woman in the world. The sole daughter of one of the richest business tycoons couple in the country, Sumire has been known for being stubborn and persistent since she was a little girl, she was glamorous yet dark. Born spoiled, Sumire gets everything that she wanted. Being an actress is one of her dreams but dejected by her parents, she still pursues it.
Despite having everything she wants, Sumire felt completely unsatisfied. There are two things she greatly desired: One, to meet her favorite mysterious artist in the world of Arts who hides under the pseudonym of “Death”, known for painting high class abstract and tenebrism crime scene arts, an art she admires the most and had a hot night-stand with him. The second was to make the infamous Asexual Ruffian Boss, Mort Dmitriv Aslanov, fall for her. In her unswerving pursuit of the man, Sumire was lost and discovered the gritty world of mafias, crimes, and murders, the swarm of mobs and gangs. Is falling to the Heartless Mafia Boss worth regardless of the difference of their world that may lead her to her demise?
Will love and lust collide?

Innocent, beautiful but heartbroken Celine Fayet is out for revenge. Unable to find peace until her parent's death is avenged, she chooses one wickedly enticing option to get the money she so desperately needs; marry Damien Culhane, sexy multi-millionaire.

Except that Damien, drop dead gorgeous with his panty dropping smile, has no plans of getting married. Content with his playboy ways, he cruises among the elites, leaving a trail of aching hearts wherever he goes. Until he meets stunning Celine who makes him want to have a rethink.

In a clash of stunning attraction, these two begin to play wicked sensual games and even as Celine knows that the deal between them is businesslike, she finds herself falling head over heels for Damien.

But when she discovers a deadly secret, something that makes her choose between vengeance and Damien, devastated Celine is stuck between her head and her heart. Who should her loyalty lie with? Damien? Or her dead parents?

A thrilling tale of love, lust and revenge.

She ran away from home, leaving with anger inside her heart.
She will never accept his father's mistress to become the legal wife after her mom died.
Alone, lost, hungry, and desperate.
She met the young and wild Lance Angelo Vergara.
They shared a night full of passion.
Ashamed of what she did.
Nathalie Audrey Falcon leaves without saying goodbye.
Leaving Lance is so much rage and burning desire.
After 6 years, their path crossed again.
The Forgotten Desire that they felt a long time ago, ignites.
Lance will never forget the night that they had chased her.
But it will never be the same again.
She is already married, with a twin. Hiding something...
And he has a secret...That will about to be revealed...

I believed I had the perfect life.

A successful career as a paediatrician. A beautiful home in Riverside Heights. A devoted husband. A son I loved more than anything.

Then, I noticed a stranger's perfume on my husband's skin.

What begins as a small suspicion quickly unravels into a nightmare. Hidden messages. Secret meetings. Endless lies. And a younger woman who isn't just sharing my husband's bed—she's carrying his child.

Marcus Hale swears he never meant to hurt me. He swears our marriage still means something. But every new discovery reveals a deeper betrayal, and soon, I realize the affair is only the beginning.

As our lives explode into divorce, custody battles, financial warfare, and public humiliation, I find myself fighting not only for my son and my future but for the woman I used to be.

They thought I would break.

They thought I would forgive.

They thought I would quietly step aside.

They were wrong.

Because when a woman loses everything she once believed in, she has nothing left to fear.

And I am done being their victim.

The Wife's Reckoning is a gripping psychological domestic thriller about betrayal, revenge, resilience, and the dangerous consequences of underestimating a woman with nothing left to lose.

"And where the hell is the supposed assistant?"" He angrily asked.
"I'm here."" A soft voice answered shyly. There was something about the voice that was oddly familiar.
He was ready to fire the person until he turned around to find no one other than Shayan West, a woman he heavily despised.
Her heart was pounding in her chest loudly as she stared at him, it was him, standing in front of her after five years.
Everything was going great for Shayan until her new boss arrived. What happens when her new boss turns out to be no one other than Kel Adrios, the man who caused so much drama in her life. Would she continue working or quit? Will they overcome their misunderstanding and start a new or loose their love to revenge? After all it takes two to tango and the more you hate, the more you fall in love.
Read to find out. You will experience a surge of emotions and your heart strings will be played like a guitar chord."

Six years ago, Adeline lost everything…her mate, her clan, and the life growing inside her.The fire took her home. The betrayal took her heart.Now, under a false name, she lives quietly as a doctor in the human world, hiding her wolf and her past behind calm hands and a steady smile.Until the day fate decides to test her silence.In the middle of the palace square, a little girl tugged at her sleeve.Her small hands were cold, her eyes too pale for someone so young. “I don’t feel good,” she whispered.Adeline knelt and gave her a piece of candy from her satchel. “Eat it slowly, sweetheart. It’ll make the hurting stop.”The girl smiled, soft and trusting…and Adeline never imagined that moment would change everything.Because the child she comforted that day wasn’t just anyone.She was the Alpha King’s daughter.When their eyes meet again, time stops. The bond they thought dead stirs back to life.The little girl clings to Adeline’s coat and calls her “Pretty Aunt.”And Vincent, the Alpha King who buried her six years ago, can only stare at the woman fate refused to erase.Two boys who look like him.One daughter who smells like her.A secret that can’t stay hidden forever.Because love may break, wolves may fall…but the bond between mates and blood always finds its way home.

"Why the hell are you here?" Logan's voice was dangerously low as his nails dug into my arms. "You're the gold-digger's daughter?"
A soundless protest escaped my lips, my brain freezing; I believed I had bad luck, but the worst one of them all was when Logan Ashford became my stepbrother.
The one person I’ve been desperately trying to avoid.
His lips curled into a slow, merciless smirk that made my blood turn ice.
"You better start praying." He leaned in, his hot breath tickling my ears. "Because I’m going to make your life a living hell."


Dawn Kingsley is the scholarship freak everyone bullies in school; she planned to excel as the sports committee president and keep a low profile until she was done.
In order to survive, she had one 'RULE,' and that is to avoid Logan Ashton as much as she can, even though it’s not entirely possible since he is the captain of the best hockey team in the school.
What happens when the man her mother is hung up on marrying was the father of the same boy that threatened her sanity?
One thing was certain: the devil might be dangerous, but he is fucking pretty, and rules were made to be broken.

I have never been good at keeping my mouth shut. So when the school’s star hockey captain tried to intimidate me on my first day, I didn’t flinch. I bit back.
Nobody stands up to Felix "The bully" Knox. They call him that because he completely ruins anyone who gets in his way—on the ice, and in real life. He’s cold, cruel, and completely heartless. Every girl who tries to get close to him ends up broken.
But he doesn’t scare me. To break my heart, I’d have to give it to him first, and that is never going to happen. He thinks he can growl and make me submit? Good luck.
FELIX KNOX
I gave her the rules. She broke them. I told her to stay away. She didn't listen.
She thinks I’m just an aggressive hockey player with a bad attitude. She has no idea what I really am, or that my family rules this entire Pack. I've tried to keep my distance to protect her from the beast inside me, but she keeps pushing my limits. She wants to play games with me? Let her. But she won't like what happens when I finally lose control.
Tonight, the moon is full, we are trapped in the empty ice rink together, and my wolf just realized something that changes everything...
She isn't just the new girl. She's my mate.

After the cruel rejection Rosie receives from Austin, her mate. She attempts to run away from him but mistakenly taken as a escort and forces against her will to attend to some nasty hunger werewolves.

Unfortunately for her, her first and only client turns out to be the soon to be ruthless Alpha of the Red moon pack, Damian Stewart.

After the steamy night, she manages to escape the grip of her abductors and a few days later she realizes she is pregnant and doesn't know who is responsible because that night she slept with two men, Damian and Austin.

Ashamed by the judgmental eyes, Rosie fled from her pack to raise her children in a healthy environment.

About that time, Damien has risen up becoming the Alpha of the Pack who is feared and respected having Austin on his side as his beta. He is in search of the woman he had had a night with years back. But what happens when fate brings them back together, at this time, the one who once rejected her also needs her back, and the who she thought was her friend is falling in love with her.

His hands pinned me against the cold obsidian wall before I could even breathe. Draven’s golden eyes burned with raw hunger as he growled, “You belong to us now, little goddess.” Zale’s cool fingers traced my throat from behind, his voice like silk and sin. “Try to run and we’ll chase you forever.”

I came to Mythos Academy as a powerless D-Rank human. One collision with the two most dangerous S-Rank boys shattered everything. Now their fated bond consumes me. They hate each other, yet both crave me with violent obsession. While I fight bullies by day, I melt under their possessive touches by night.

But my blank slate soul is waking up. Ancient powers stir. A forgotten prophecy whispers that I will either save the mythical world… or destroy it.

Two apex monsters share my bed.
A war is coming for my blood.
And I’m starting to like how much they ruin me for anyone else.

Warning content!. Loveth was employed as a maid to Master Patrick Anderson mansion.
He was very cold and unfilling despite being the sole heir to Anderson cooperation.
Women flocked to be with him but he was ruthless and tossed them away like trash, due to his broken heart.
Unnoticed to him that he has a new maid at home. A good calming and caring wife-to-be, until one day he came back home and got drunk..
....
Patrick fell in love with Loveth, but his family rejected her, and sent her away, forcing her to abort his child. He searched to have her back and later discovered her with twin babies that were his, but she refused to accept him back, until after much pleading.
Read to find out.

"Hey there. It's been a while" I said with a huge smile on my face."
Why? He sounded angry.
"Are you okay? You seem quite angry. Well… I've always wanted to meet you again but it seems like you're avoiding me. Why? Did I do anything wrong?"
"I'm avoiding you? Well yes, I am avoiding you."
"Why? Tell me, why are you avoiding me?"
"I am avoiding you because you are Serena Riccardo. Tell me, why would I want to meet someone like you? You don't worth my time."
"What did you just say?"
"I only meet and hangout with humans with hearts and not heartless demons in human form, like you."
"What are you saying?"
"You know what I'm saying, Miss dreaded Mafia boss."
"I did my research and investigations and realized that those words were even hiding a lot of things about you. You know what, this discussion ends here. Good bye to you Serena, never to cross paths with you again."

"Mafias don't make threats, we make promises and keep to those promises. So I promise you, you're going to be meeting me often and often until you get use to it, Mister." I said and smirked.


What happens when fate plays a fast one on you? Handsome, young and rich bachelor, Matteo Alessandro crosses path with the dreaded Mafia in Italy, Serena Riccardo and it was the end of him as Serena picked him to become her husband. He was caught between the line either to save himself from this Mafia Lord or save his family.

She was kidnapped when she was a child, raised by an organization and as a young woman sold as a sex slave to a Mafia Boss.
Hades a son of business tycoon and who happens to be a Mafia Heir.
what will happen if the two of them collide?
A Mafia heir and a childish slave.

​The smell of smoke was the last thing Rhiannon Sander expected on the night that should have been her happily ever after.
​"Why?" Rhiannon gasped, her world spinning as she stared at the two people she loved most.
​Her stepsister, Kaylee, didn’t offer comfort—only a jagged smile. "Isn't it obvious? You were just a stepping stone, Rhiannon."
​Seeking a lifeline, Rhiannon looked at her fiancé. She prayed for a prank, a joke, a misunderstanding. Instead, he met her gaze with a sneer so cold it froze her blood. As the flames began to roar, they locked the door and left her to burn in the house that was supposed to be her home.
​Dragging her charred bod, toward a dark figure in the shadows of the street, she whispered her final plea: "Anything... I'll give you anything. Just save me."
​The man towering over her didn't look like a hero; he looked like a god of death. "Don't regret those words when you wake up," he warned

Nothing would have prepared Rhiannon Clark for what she was about to witness on that fateful night.
"Why are you asking me why? Isn't it obvious or should I tell you?" Kaylee asked.
Her stepsister's word hit her like a brick making her world spin in circles, unable to believe her eyes as she tasted the face of betrayal from the two closest people in her life.
she stared up at her fiancées face, silently hoping he'd step up to her and tell her all this was all but a prank.
He not only did not even look at her but also sneered and showed him his true face.
They locked her up in the house and set it on fire.
"Help me..." came the faint whisper as she looked up at the man towering above her.
"Anyt... I'll give anything in return...please..." She passed out.
"Sir, what should we do?" the driver asked.
The man who had been seated at the back seat got out of the car and walked towards her.
"Don't regret what you have said when you wake up!"
Rhiannon Sander had to keep her word as she vowed to make the scumbags regret everything they did to her!
But she didn't expect to wake up to that man saying something like----
"Then marry me."

I loved him for ten years. I was his wife for three.
He knew every sound I made in his bed. He never knew why I flinched at the smell of almonds.
He relied on the life I built around him. He never knew I spent six years teaching orphaned kids to bake. I never told him—because he never asked.
I left quietly. No cheating. No screaming. Just three years of him not loving me.
Now I'm running my own bakery in Brooklyn. And he's found me—with his money, his power, his everything except the one thing I ever wanted.
He only started looking when I was already gone.
And I'm tired of loving a man who needed me to leave before he could see me.

Evelyn's world shatters when she discovers her husband, Hunter, is having an affair with her own sister, Sophia. But that's not the only devastating truth - Hunter reveals he never loved Evelyn, and their marriage was only a promise to her father. Heartbroken and betrayed, Evelyn demands a divorce. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her own family's secrets and lies, she begins to realize that nothing is as it seems. Will Evelyn find the strength to rise from the ashes, or will the truth destroy her forever?

BLURB

He thought he married a saint. He’s about to find out he’s living with a ghost.

For twelve years, I played the part: the patient wife, the faithful partner, the woman who stood by him through rain and shine. I gave him my youth and my trust, never realizing I was funding a betrayal I couldn't imagine.

Then the veil lifted. An undercover affair. A secret child. A life built on a foundation of lies.

He expects me to cry. He expects me to plead. Instead, I’m sharpening the knife. He doesn't know how far I’m willing to push, or what happens when a heart of gold turns into a heart of fire.

The war has already begun, and he’s the only one who doesn't know he's lost. By the time he realizes I'm not leaving... it will be far too late.

How do you destroy a man who thinks he owns you? By making sure he loses everything starting with himself.

Reese agreed to marry Troy, thinking their feelings were mutual. It turned out that he only used her to get close to her mother, Mandy. When she went home after taking care of her mother-in-law, who pretended to be sick, she caught her mom and husband in their marital bed. She exacted revenge by having a one-night stand with a stranger, who happened to be the wealthiest man in town, and the business partner of her unknown biological father, Vincent.

The chaos escalated when Reese discovered that the billionaire intended to marry her twin sister, Candice, with whom he already had a son. Overwhelmed, she fled to escape the painful memories, unaware of her own pregnancy. By chance, she encountered a woman who proposed a modeling career, which flourished until her pregnancy was revealed. Faced with pressure to choose between her rising career and her unborn child, Reese stood at life's crossroads, contemplating the profound decision before her.

At 2:00 AM, I lay in bed with my eyes closed, my fingers digging desperately into the flesh of my inner thigh.

Crack... Crunch... A stomach-churning sound of dislocating bones drifted from the foot of the bed. Immediately after, a cloying stench of dead fish rolled over the mattress.

A cold, stiff finger traced my jawline and pressed down hard on my carotid artery. It was feeling for a pulse.

"Darling..."

A bizarre, dual-layered echo came from directly above my head. A cold, bloody drop of meat juice smacked right onto my eyelid.

But I didn't dare let my breathing falter for even a fraction of a beat.

Because I knew—the thing currently staring dead at me, hanging upside down from the ceiling like a spider with its limbs bent backward, was absolutely not the wife I had spent the last ten years with.

For five years, my crime boss husband made me take off my wedding ring nine times—all for his precious damsel in distress.
When we first married, he promised me: "From now on, you're my queen, the queen of New Orleans."
But whenever Odette came crying for help, he'd change his tune: "Mr. Laurent saved my life, Cordelia. I owe his family everything."
And like a fool, I believed him eight times.
Eight times I watched from the shadows as he took another woman to our favorite restaurants.
Eight times I explained to the crew that our "separation" was just giving each other space.
Eight times I watched her move into my bedroom, use my dishes, sleep in my bed.
All for a man who kept making me slip off my ring, then slide it back on, over and over again.
Until the ninth time, when he said he needed to provide sperm for her fertility treatment, and I offered to leave.
He still thinks this is just another temporary break, expecting me to come crawling back in a month like always.
He'll never know I've already booked my ticket out of here.

The night I almost drank myself to death at a client dinner, my husband Alexander bought his first love a luxury yacht.

Maya posted it on Instagram that same night: "Best birthday gift EVER! You know who you are 💕🛥️~"

In the photo, she was in a bikini, champagne in hand, glowing with joy.

Then came the credit card alert—our joint account had been maxed out.

Before I could even confront him, Alexander called.

"Are you serious right now? Why'd you lock the card? Maya's been struggling with her depression—she needs to go sailing to clear her head! Why can't you show some compassion?"

I wanted to tell him that last night, I'd nearly killed myself closing a deal for his company.

But he'd already hung up.

Later that evening, Maya posted again—an extravagant jewelry set. The caption: "When someone truly GETS you 💎✨"

In the photo, she wore a diamond ring I never got, not even on my wedding day.

But by then, I was done caring.

Because I'd made my decision—to disappear completely.

Caspian kept me locked in the basement as a living blood bank.
This mafia don was also my husband. Ever since he discovered I could heal instantly, I became nothing more than a consumable—kept alive to sustain another woman.
That woman in the hospital bed was his stepmother in name, his forbidden obsession in reality—the desire he could never speak aloud.
Unable to claim her, he went mad. He tried to fill her dying body with my life.
When she was poisoned, he forced toxins down my throat to test antidotes, watching coldly as I convulsed on the floor, vomiting black blood.
When assassins came for her, he yanked me in front as a human shield, letting bullets turn my body into a sieve.
Covered in blood, I clutched his pant leg, begging through tears for him to just kill me.
But to protect his precious stepmother, he kicked me away without hesitation, his voice utterly cold: "Stop playing dead, Aria. You're a monster. You can't die anyway."
What he didn't know was that every time a mermaid heals, she burns through her soul's essence.
Through each shattering and mending, he was draining my very source of life.
Today, he strapped me to the operating table again, ready to drain more blood for his forbidden love.
He had no idea this would be the last time.

I saved a dying mobster three years ago. Vincent Ricci—New York's most feared Godfather.

He decided I was his. Private jets, five-million-dollar proposals, the whole nine yards. I fell for it.

The night before our wedding, his enemies took me. Three days of torture left me blind. Everyone said he'd never marry damaged goods. He married me anyway and spent three years treating me like a queen.

Yesterday I fell down the stairs and my sight came back.

But that's when I found out about my perfect husband's dirty secret.

I hid in shadows for six years while my vampire husband played duke with his mistress.

Lucian kept our marriage secret, called our daughter "the half-blood bastard," and rushed to comfort Seraphina's twisted ankle while five-year-old Vanessa nearly died from silver poisoning.

His precious lover had "gifted" my child deadly perfume. While I held my convulsing daughter, he was cutting cake with his real family.

So I handed him divorce papers during his next dramatic rescue mission. Fool signed without reading—too busy playing hero to notice he just legally abandoned his wife and child.

Now the mighty vampire Duke burns under holy sunlight, chasing us to territories his undead flesh can't survive.

Begging on scorched pavement for a second chance he'll never get.

I never knew I was adopted until it was almost my 18th birthday. I'm my pack every wolf is celebrated on their 18th birthday it didn't matter if you were an Omega or Alpha. I am an Omega or that is what I thought. I found out all in the same week I was a special wolf The Golden Wolf and an Alpha Heir, I am Mated to the strongest Alpha of the Werewolf world. After years of abuse from my adopted father I finally got the nerve up to tell my Alpha what had been happening. I will admit I couldn't have done it if it weren't for my best friend. In a short amount of time I went from finding out that I was not an Omega I am an Alpha heir, I am Mated to the Brooding Alpha, I am a special wolf and I am part of a prophecy. After fulfilling the prophecy I find out that my mate and I are destined to become Alpha King and Queen Luna of the werewolf universe. Come find out how this interesting story comes together.Gomon a journey with Sydney and how her life has become the way it is.

She rejected her fated mate to protect her pack. He vowed to claim her, no matter the cost.

For seven years, Princess Elsher has worn a mask, ruling the strongest Starry Pack as her deceased father to shield it from vampire wars and rival packs. The last thing she needs is a mate, especially not Verlice Mintz, the formidable Alpha King known for his ruthlessness and relentless ambition.

Terrified that his proximity and scrutiny will expose her secrets and destroy her pack, Elsher rejects their bond. But Verlice isn't a man who accepts rejection. He believes in conquest, and he's determined to uncover the truth and claim what is his.

As lies unravel and enemies close in, can Elsher protect her pack and her heart? Or will the very mate she cast aside become her greatest salvation or her ultimate ruin?

Zara wanted a new beginning. A place to forget the betrayal, the lies, the grief. The mate who broke her, and the best friend who ruined her.

But Blackwood Academy isn’t salvation, it’s a nightmare and it’s definitely not what she expected…

The moment she steps through those gates, every Alpha notices her. Their hungry eyes follow her. Their possessive stares burn into her skin. But it’s him, Atlas Black, the one they call the top boy, the untouchable Alpha who makes her blood run cold.

He claims to hate her….So why do his eyes darken every time she’s near? Why does her wolf ache for the one who wants her gone?

Amanda was only six years old when her world shattered. Her parents-an Alpha and Luna whose love ruled with strength and compassion-were ripped away in a night of blood and betrayal. Alone and terrified, she was found by Mr. and Mrs. Sebastian, who promised safety but delivered cruelty. Under their roof, Amanda's life became one of endless suffering, forced to endure humiliation at the hands of their spoiled daughter Angela and treated as nothing more than a servant in the home that was supposed to protect her.

Years passed, and Amanda's only wish was to escape. But fate was not so kind. The Sebastians arranged to sell her into marriage to a wealthy old man, sealing her future in chains she could no longer bear. Desperate and afraid, Amanda fled into the dark woods-straight into the path of a stranger who would change her life forever.

Andrew, the ruthless Alpha of the strongest pack in the region, never believed in destiny until the moment he saw her. His wolf recognized her instantly. She was not just any woman. She was his mate. His Luna. The one fate had been hiding all along.

But claiming Amanda is only the beginning. Dark secrets from her past resurface, and enemies who destroyed her family now threaten to finish what they started. Angela's jealousy sharpens into betrayal, and the weight of leadership presses down on Amanda's fragile shoulders. She must rise from the ashes of her suffering, embrace the power buried deep .

When hot-headed rogue Alpha: Reid Hades gets accepted into Northlands Crest University, Lyra Durin, the Vice Chancellor’s daughter, is far from thrilled.

Not just because he once coldly rejected her on the same night she failed to shift, but because he’s now living under her family’s roof.

When Lyra’s world shatters after catching her chosen mate in bed with her foster sister, she tries to punish the two betrayers using a revenge spell. But that spell backfires, restoring her mate bond with Reid instead. The only way out? Their hatred for each other has to overpower the strength of the bond.

The only question is… do they truly hate each other like they claim to do? Or is it all a facade?

A good girl like Lyra has no business getting involved with a bad boy like Reid, especially one with a past as dark as his. Reid is cursed and banished from his pack by his father, after murdering his own mother and attempting to kill his father’s second Luna again.

But secrets don’t stay buried for long, and the harder Lyra tries to hate him, the closer fate pulls them together.

He’s the last guy she should ever fall for.

She’s the only girl he can’t stay away from.

And in a house full of lies, rules, and deceit, love becomes the most dangerous rebellion of all.

How much of Reid’s darkness can Lyra handle before it finally consumes her? Can they really spare themselves from each other before the bond turns permanent?

She is Lara, the epitome of evil, the sign of destruction. She is worst than the devil. She is the wind that can destroy you or the wind that can keep you chilly.
She has been attached to her since birth, she is connected to her. She is her savior.
The devil is my savior

In the moonlit mating gathering, Prince Lucien Kassel publicly rejects his fated mate Elara Ashwyn, declaring,
“I, Prince Lucien Kassel, take Seraphine Elvyr as my chosen mate,”
while Elara stands broken before the entire Wolf Kingdom.

Years later, after Elara has built a new life and secretly raised their daughter Mira, Lucien corners her:
“I never stopped loving you, Elara Ashwyn. I rejected you to save you from the white witches who wanted you dead.”

Elara’s furious reply cuts deep:
“You watched them brand me like livestock and call me a dark witch, Lucien Kassel. I wish I had never met you.”

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In a world where wolf shifters prize strength above all, powerless orphan Elara Ashwyn survives brutal pack abuse and public rejection by Crown Prince Lucien Kassel only to discover she carries forbidden dark witch blood and secretly bears his child, Mira. Forced apart for seven years, Elara rises as a fierce corporate lawyer while Lucien becomes king, haunted by his sacrificial choice to protect her. When their paths collide again, old wounds reopen amid royal conspiracies, white-witch covens, and a daughter with explosive powers.

This unique blend of rejected-mates angst, secret-baby redemption, and witch-shifter politics delivers raw emotion, steamy second-chance passion, and a heroine who claims her crown on her own terms.

Will Elara Ashwyn forgive the man who shattered her, or will their cursed bond destroy them both?

Kael Ardent spent his entire life trying to prove he belonged in the powerful Ardent family. Cold, disciplined, and brilliant, he finally earns the spotlight… only for it to be stolen once again by the one man who always eclipses him.

Adrian Ardent.

The charming golden son. The notorious playboy. The stepbrother who never misses a chance to remind Kael he’ll always be second best.

But one reckless night changes everything.

After a humiliating party, Kael ends up in a secret club, blindfolded and in the arms of a stranger. The next morning he’s left with fractured memories, a body that knows something happened… and Adrian laughing in his face as if none of it ever occurred.

Now Kael can’t tell what was real and what was a drunken illusion.

Except for one terrifying truth: The more Adrian pretends nothing happened… The more Kael begins to suspect he’s hiding everything.

The club is dragging everyone out to a tomb Blair Whitmore's family dug up in Egypt, and nobody asked if this was a good idea.

She even brings some so-called expert along. Everyone crowds around the dark opening, practically shaking with excitement.

I'm the only one who tries to stop it.

"There's a mechanism in there. It's dangerous. We shouldn't go in. We need to report it to the antiquities authority first."

They just laugh at me.

"God, Blair, you're unbelievable. Untouched site like this and you just land it."

"Right, and some people never say two words all semester and now they want in on the action."

My palms are sweating. They don't know I come from a family of manuscript conservators. I grew up surrounded by dead languages and schematics for ancient mechanisms. What nobody else can read, I read clearly.

The stele at the entrance is carved with Egyptian hieroglyphs, and the warning is not subtle:

Whoever enters here will lose their soul to the void, and their bones will turn to dust.

Gina's perfect life was turned into a live horror scene when she witnessed her husband fucking her sister. The worst part? She was pregnant and was ready to tell her husband only for her to realize they had been trying to make her infertile for years. Upon discovering their betrayal, they pushed her down a cliff and left her to die. Surprisingly, she was saved by a stranger who found her washed up on his beach. This stranger however wanted something from her. A marriage contract that could destroy the lives of the ones who tried to kill her. Except, this stranger also wanted her sister.

When Dorian Falco’s stepsister and secret lover was found brutally violated in a slum alleyway, the Mafia Don lost his fucking mind.
And he blamed me.
He dragged me into the manor's dungeon, throwing me to a dozen of his most depraved enforcers.
"Whatever Camilla suffered, you'll pay back a thousand times over."
I collapsed on the freezing floor, sobbing as I desperately clutched his pant leg. "I love you! I would never hurt her! Please, Dorian, believe me!"
Dorian only offered his cruelest sneer.
"Jealous that she gets the real thing? Fine. I'll make you filthier than she ever was."
He locked me in that blood-stained cell for seven days and nights.
His thugs, given carte blanche by the Don, whipped me with chains and violated me without restraint. I screamed Dorian's name in the darkness until my throat shredded.
Seven days later, Dorian returned with a recovering Camilla.
He stood outside the heavy iron door, his voice dripping with mock generosity.
"Crawl out here, Saoirse. Get on your knees, kiss Camilla's shoes, and maybe—just maybe—I'll let you live."
Silence. No answer.
Because three days ago, I had already died in that cell.

He hung up on me while the killer's knife plunged into my body.

Seventeen seconds. That was our final call after seven years of marriage.

He was at the hospital with my "depressed" stepsister, convinced I was just being dramatic again. He didn't even let me finish.

I died that rainy night, taking a secret with me he'll never know.

Three days later, my husband—the city's chief medical examiner—caught a brutal case: female victim, face destroyed by acid.

He worked the autopsy with his usual precision. Methodical. Clinical. Until the facial reconstruction software completed its rendering.

When he recognized my face on that screen, blood exploded from his mouth.

He hit the floor hard.

"Grace, your trashy mom ruined Jessica's dress. Bitch deserved to die!"

Blake stepped on the bloody corpse, shoving me down to grovel at Jessica's feet.

The bastard forgot already? My mom sold our Texas ranch to make him rich! But once he hit it big, he let his secretary Jessica beat her to death like she was some street bum.

I looked at the body wearing that emerald ring, trying to tell him the truth, but he backhanded me hard.

Then the asshole ordered her thrown in the septic tank just to kiss up to Jessica.

I wiped blood from my mouth and laughed.

Idiot had no clue—that wasn't even my mother.