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Clara thought she knew the man she loved until she goes into a warehouse and finds out his true identity as mafia. Her first step toward freedom was supposed to be fleeing from her ex who is a criminal, rather, it pushes her into another nightmare.

In a bid to avoid her ex and an anonymous stalker who won’t stop giving her sleepless nights since the past month,, she moves into a highly secured apartment with a questionable price without thinking twice.

There, she meets Julian, her neighbor who lives across the hallway and is everything her ex-boyfriend isn’t- charming, polite and protective.

Clara begins to think luck has finally arrived when her perfect neighbor volunteers to help her settle in and become her model for her photography project.

Coincidentally, the terrifying messages she gets suddenly stops.

What will be her fate when she discovers her secured apartment is a trap? Will she discover what she ought to before it becomes too late? And when her mafia ex tracks her down finally, who will save her from his wrath?

"Evelyn Monroe," he declared, the words slicing through the silence.
"I, Alpha Damien Blackwood, reject you as my mate and my Luna."
Evelyn clenched her fists, forcing herself to stay upright even as her soul bled.
"Why?" she whispered.
Damien's golden eyes glinted coldly. "You are weak."
When Evelyn Monroe discovered her fated mate was none other than Alpha Damien Blackwood—the most powerful and ruthless leader in the region—she thought destiny had finally blessed her. She dreamed of standing proudly at his side as his Luna.
But under the watchful eyes of the entire pack, Damien shattered her world with the cruel words: "I reject you as my mate."
Heartbroken and betrayed, Evelyn walks away from the only home she has ever known. She vows to never be weak again. Yet as she rises from the ashes, unlocking powers she never believed she possessed, fate begins to twist once more.
Now Damien realizes the truth too late—his rejected mate is not only stronger than he ever imagined, but also the key to saving his pack from the darkness closing in.
But Evelyn is no longer the girl who once loved him blindly.
Will she forgive the Alpha who broke her or will she watch him suffer the consequences of his greatest regret?

Michael Morris has found the perfect girl in Allison Kennemore--she is sweet, funny, beautiful, and everyone thinks they're so cute together. But Michael is lying to himself. His problem is compounded when he meets Allison's charming, handsome, and openly gay sibling Jacob.

When Allison discovers that Michael is more interested in Jacob than he is in her, she is devastated. To get back at him, she pretends to be ignorant of his secret and ramps up her seduction to make him squirm. Michael spent most of his teens denying his true self and has learned to hide it well. When Jacob proves to be too much of a temptation, Allison tells him she wants to take their relationship to the next level.

Unfortunately, being Allison's perfect boyfriend is the only way Michael can get closer to the one he really wants. If he tells Alison the truth, he might lose his only link to Jacob. When Jacob starts to notice him as Allison pushes for more, Michael will have to decide if he is ready to embrace his true self or lose his opportunity to make a true connection with someone who wants him as himself.

Cara is out to get revenge on her parents murder and their stolen legacy. She uses Quinn to get her vengeance in a booty call agreement. Will she be able to win him over? Will she succeed in her plan? Will her plan go accordingly?

To fight for my father, or to protect my fated mate, I have to choose...

Living up to my ambitious father's expectations is hard, especially when he loses my sister.
Attacking an innocent unicorn-wolf hybrid for him overwhelms me with guilt and I’m in a stark dilemma when she's revealed to be my fated mate.

To control my inner wolf, I force her to accept me but she rejects and would rather die than be marked.
But having witnessed my father's viciousness and her bravery finally changes my mind.

I'm determined to protect her but she's devastated by her mother's death and blames it on me.
Just when we break the ice, my father and his evil followers are obsessed with killing all that's in their way, including her.

The way ahead is treacherous. Can we finally usher in the dawn of justice?

Athena Lennox is not a girl to be taken lightly. When her name is dragged into a dangerous game by the most powerful men on campus, she refuses to be a pawn in their game. But the harder she fights, the more they obsess.
Julian, mysterious and unpredictable. Xavier, dominant and ambitious. Asher, a player who relishes every challenge. Adrian, cunning and ruthless. They all want her—in different ways.
As scandals spread, old secrets are revealed, and the game spirals out of control, Athena must decide: Will she fight to the end, or fall into the trap they’ve set?
But one thing is for sure—they never expected the prey to become the hunter.

“Please...” I whispered subconsciously, earning a little gnarl from him. He’d awoken the fire inside of me.

“Touch me.”

“Where would you like to be touched?” He whispered as his lips hovered around my earlobe. He kissed it, making me warm all over.

“Down there,” I whispered.

“Guide my hand.” He ordered and I did as told, thankful I had a sundress on. I placed his hand on my cunt.

He rubbed me through my panties and I let out a small moan in delight. Another rub and a satisfied moan slipped out...


"I have to investigate this case. This has never happened before." Eugene said as he rubbed his chin.

"Is it possible that my wolf would never awaken?" I blurted out on impulse.

"Never. The inner you is very wild and you can't control it. But the amethyst pill wakes the wolf up because your previous one put it to sleep. Now that you are grown up, you are able to control it."

What happens if my wolf wakes up, but I still don't know how to control it?

And what will happen when I can't control it, will I become weak like before?

An unworthy wolf?


When Domino was born, she was so weak that she could have passed away. However, Doctor Crispin gave her some special pills to contain what he called “power” in her body and saved her life.
In return, Domino has to marry his son Jaden Crispin after she grew up. The one later she finds so fascinated to her...
One day, the Crispin family showed up in front of the 17-year-old Domino’s house. Their presence immediately dragged her into a new life.
She then started to learn about her own power, about the Crispin family, and a totally different world…

Mira has spent half of her high school years being invisible. After her father's arrest destroyed their family name and her body changed, she became the girl everyone either ignored or targeted. Then she took a babysitting job to help pay her mother's bills and walked straight into the home of Nathaniel Martinez. The golden boy and the boyfriend of the most popular girl in school.
What begins as cold indifference slowly becomes something neither of them has a word for.


I thought I was invited to a party, but I was actually walking into my own execution.
The music stopped the second Kem snatched my unlocked phone. She read my most pathetic, obsessive diary entries about Nat out loud to the entire room. The boy I had secretly loved for four years just stared at me with pure disgust.
Then came the pie smashing directly into my face, followed by a bottle of sticky liquid poured over my head while everyone howled with laughter. I was the fat, pathetic joke of the school.
I walked home dripping in humiliation, swearing I’d never look at him again. Until the next day, when I showed up to my new nanny job... and Nat walked down the stairs.

"You think I would choose you over them Jesse?"

"I can never do that, you are a Beast so you deserve to live with beats like you not me"

Sylvie muttered in pain.

"And you think there is anything you can do about that?"

"You can run for now but I will find you"

Alpha Jesse said.

Meet Jesse who spent his life time looking for his runaway mate who ran away with his child

Sadly he need to pass through many tougher opponents to get her when he finally found her.

"Let's get married." Lucas said and kneel on the floor. "Will you marry me?" He said.

I nodded and say yes as a response.

No wonder my life was kinda crazy but ended up with every girl's dream.

Dream to walk at the aisle with my parents and be with the man whom I love.

"Even if you like, run to the end of the earth. You, Cat, will forever remain my mate. And if it is what you want, I will make sure you remain hidden from the sight of all." He said with a look of amusement. And then with all seriousness in his eyes, he stared at her until she feels that her body was burning even without his touch.

"I am going to make you my secret mate."


All her life, Catherine has always been the shadow of her twin sister, Camille. As if that was not just the worst of it, she was the child her parent never wanted.

When the news that the lycan king was having a ball party where all Alphas' first daughters have to he present ahf one would be chosen to he his mate, Catherine was asked to go in place of her sister to the ball.

The lycan king as everyone knows was a ruthless man who had been rumored to kill all the women who he had chosen for his harem after every sought mistakes from them.

To Catherine, her family was pushing her to her death.

However, she was ready to define a new path for herself in the new pack.

The lycan king, Kane Lycanthrope, was also ready with his own hidden agenda.

Will Catherine be able to execute her wish? Or, like the other dead women in the harem, will she be dead and forgotten?

Sasha’s spent four years disappearing. No name, no past, no one asking questions — just enough to keep her mother alive and herself invisible.

Then billionaire Lex Cross walks into the one place she thought she was safe, and buys out her contract for ten million dollars.

The rule is simple. He can look. He can want. He can never touch.

It should be easy money. It isn’t. Because the more Lex fights to keep his hands off her, the more Sasha realizes he isn’t the danger in this arrangement — the man she ran from four years ago is, and every camera flash at every gala on Lex’s arm is a chance for him to find her again.

Lex bought her silence.
He never asked what it was protecting her from.

Some contracts you walk away from clean.
This one might cost them both everything.

Evie, a college student known for her daring spirit, accepts a wild challenge from her friends: kiss a stranger at a club. Her chosen target, the mysterious and intensely alluring Kayden, ignites a passion she never anticipated.
Their electrifying encounter leaves them both craving more, but fate has a shocking twist in store.
When Evie walks into her first literature class, she discovers her new professor is none other than the man she shared a forbidden night with.
Now, caught in a steamy dance between raw desire and professional boundaries, Evie and Professor Kayden must navigate a dangerous attraction that threatens to consume them both.
Will they succumb to the irresistible pull, or will the rules of their world tear them apart?"

She’s broke, desperate and wishful. He thinks she’s the love of his life.

After being cheated out of her money and her trust by her Ex, Leah’s only way out is to pretend to be someone else for a single night. All she had to do was impersonate the famous celebrity: Sheera- her doppelganger, at a Valentine’s themed ball on Valentine’s eve. Collect a life-changing payment, and then disappear.

But she wasn’t prepared for Sheera’s boyfriend, Atlas. For the way his gaze saw past her careful performance, or how his touch felt like taking him home. As the night wears out, the lie stops feeling like an act and starts feeling like a chance at everything she’s ever wanted.

Now, with dawn approaching, Leah has to choose: walk away with the money she came for, or risk it all, for one finally perfect Valentine, her first ever with a man.

"Victor, stop. I came here for therapy—not to ruin my marriage."

Arthur had assured me his college buddy Victor—a single personal rehab therapist built like a gladiator—would cure my chronic back pain. But then Victor straddled me on the therapy table, his thick, hard cock scorching through thin fabric as it ground against my soaked pussy. All the while, Arthur's voice echoed from the speakerphone:

"Do whatever it takes to fix her. I trust you."

Audrey Mitchell loved Phoenix Castillo through four blazing years of college and two short years of marriage.

Then she divorced him.

Her excuse? She was tired of him. She no longer loved him. And he was too poor.

Four years later, Phoenix returns with a billion-dollar empire, buys her company, and becomes her boss. Audrey thinks he came back for revenge, but every cruel word hides a deeper obsession.

He protects her. Spoils her. Fulfills every forgotten wish she once buried.

She tells herself her heart is dead.

Phoenix is determined to prove otherwise.

And this time, her dangerous ex-husband has no intention of letting her go.

On a wartorn foreign land, Audrey Evans learns that the greatest darkness does not come from battlefields — but from the human heart.
Betrayed by the refugees she once saved with her own hands, she is cast into a brutal world where survival is the only law. A truth Roy Russell has long known all too well.
Roy holds her captive, for she holds clues to fugitive Billy and the Barola family’s hidden arms. Timid yet stubborn, Audrey keeps fleeing, but her pure gentleness melts his cruelty.
A twisted, obsessive bond forms amid gang fights and royal plots. She dances for him alone, and he shields her from all harm. Torn between freedom and risky affection, Audrey must decide whether to escape the dark world or stay by her dangerous protector...

When Carol Bennett caught her long-time boyfriend cheating, she didn't cry or beg. Instead, she exposed the scandal online, turning him into a viral disgrace overnight. Then, without looking back, she agreed to a marriage of convenience with Ethan Mitchell, a powerful billionaire suffering from a terminal illness—her estranged father's carefully arranged match.
On their wedding night, Ethan handed her a cold-hearted prenup and warned her not to expect love, money, or a future. Fine by Carol. She played her role perfectly, calling him "husband" with a sweet smile while keeping her heart locked away.
But the aloof CEO who once wanted nothing to do with her is now the one chasing her. One kiss, one glance, and suddenly he's breaking his own rules.
"Carol, kiss me."
She smirks, her fingers trailing along his collarbone. "Falling for me already, Mr. CEO? Looks like you're the one breaking the contract."
Who would've thought the dying billionaire would end up begging for a second chance?

"You want a divorce?" His voice was ice, sending a chill down her spine. "You'll never get it."
For three years, Bellatrix devoted herself to Cillian Laurent—Miami’s ruthless tycoon and her indifferent husband—hoping to earn his love. But when she’s diagnosed with a life-threatening illness, she realizes the bitter truth: she was never his choice. Just a placeholder for the woman who abandoned him… and has now returned.
Determined to reclaim her life, Bellatrix demands a divorce. But the man who once ignored her now refuses to let her go. As buried secrets unravel, she discovers their twisted marriage was never what it seemed.
Can she break free from a love that was never hers?
Or will his obsession destroy them both?

Spring is the season I dread the most.

Because every spring, my mere existence becomes a lethal weapon against my own son.

Theron told me he suffers from a highly rare condition: Maternal Stress Rejection Syndrome.

If I so much as get near Flynn during the spring months, it triggers severe asthma attacks and terrifying asphyxiation.

To keep our boy alive, Theron takes him away to an isolated treatment center for three months, every single year.

And I stay behind, swallowing antidepressants by the handful just to survive the crushing guilt.

That is, until I found a photo hidden in Theron's burner phone.

In the picture, my husband and my son are tightly embracing another woman.

The so-called Maternal Stress Rejection Syndrome was nothing but a sick lie—a meticulously crafted excuse so my husband could spend the season playing "happy family" with his first love.

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Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised.
It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language.
This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire.


“Take off your dress, Meadow.”

“Why?”

“Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.”

••••••••••••*
Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance.

One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring.

Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel.
He also suffers from a neurological condition—he can’t feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch.

Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed.
She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience… revenge.
But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming.

Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything.

Alaric doesn’t share what’s his.
Not his company.
Not his wife.
And definitely not his vengeance.

I was but eighteen when I found myself captivated by my best friend’s brother.

At twenty-one, I mustered the courage to confess my feelings. He welcomed me into his bed but never once into his heart.

For three long years, I reassured myself: "Just a little while longer. He will see me in due time."

Then Stella returned—the girl he had always yearned for, even while his hands roamed my body in the shadows.

He greeted her return with champagne and candlelight, and then, locking his gaze upon me amidst a gathering, he coldly declared:

"You crawled into my bed and offered yourself. Don't you see how cheap and pitiable you appear?"

I raised my eyes, meeting his once more.

"I shall no longer trouble you."

I retrieved my phone, navigated to a contact I had seldom engaged—my betrothed by arrangement—and typed: "I consent to the marriage."

I've got a reputation on campus as a doormat with zero dignity. I bring Wyatt Langley food, do his homework, act as his emotional dumping ground. Been at it for a year.

His rich friends mock my cheap clothes and say I'm reaching way out of my league. He never stops them. Sometimes he even laughs along.

Finally, he announces in front of everyone that he's breaking up with me. His first love is coming back from Europe, so I need to get lost.

Everyone's waiting to see me cry.

I glance at the five million dollars that hit my account half an hour ago and say, with complete sincerity, "Okay. Congrats."

What nobody knows is that I put up with him, tolerated his rotten temper, for one simple reason. His mom pays way too well.

Now the money's here. Time to end this arrangement.

So why, the second I walk away, does he start tearing the city apart trying to find me?

Darcy Madu never imagined she’d become a billionaire’s nanny or find herself at the heart of a high-profile scandal. But when she walks into Adrian Ashford’s office and instantly calms his inconsolable daughter, Hazel, fate intervenes. As Darcy navigates life in the penthouse, she discovers the man behind the empire is grieving, guarded, and desperately in need of someone who can love them both unconditionally.

Amidst whispers of betrayal, media scrutiny, and Adrian’s own walls of guilt, Darcy and Adrian’s hearts collide in quiet moments of laughter, care, and stolen glances. But can love survive when the world seems determined to tear them apart or will the past and family expectations force them to let go of the only happiness they’ve ever truly known?

I loved Callum Crane for five years. He said I didn't fit. Then he proposed — to my sister.
The same night, his brother called me with the most insane idea I've ever heard: marry him instead. Same day. Same venue. Right across the hall from my ex and my sister's ceremony.
I said yes. Not because I loved Emrys Crane. Because I'd rather set the whole thing on fire than sit in a pew and watch.
Here's the thing about revenge marriages, though. They're supposed to be fake.
Nobody told Emrys.
The man had a wrench set in his truck that only fit my grandmother's machine — bought years before I ever spoke to him. He'd been sneaking looks through my workshop window so often the stone wore down. He fixed my motorcycle three times and never mentioned it. He remembered that I stared at a piece of almond brittle for ten seconds once, and bought it for me weeks later.
Seven years. He'd been in love with me for seven years. Said nothing. Did everything.
And Callum? The man who told me I didn't fit?
He showed up at my orchard with an apology and a folder full of evidence against my sister, begging for a second chance.
I looked him in the eye and said: "Too late. Wrong harvest."
He tried five more times. It only got worse for him.

I had just found out I was pregnant when my husband handed me the divorce papers.

He looked at me with pure disdain. "You're not even worthy of me. Abort the child and get out!"

In the end, on the very night of his grand wedding to his "true love," I was crushed in a horrific car accident.

It was only when he held my death certificate that he realized his love for me had already pierced his very soul.

Years later, I returned with a new identity and my twin toddlers in tow, only to be cornered by that same madman.

"I don't know you, sir. Please show some self-respect," I said coldly.

He trapped me against the wall, his voice trembling. "Is that so? Then tell me... why do your children have my blood running through their veins?"

Nyra Vale was born without a wolf, and rejected by the one man fate chose for her.

When her Alpha mate turns his back on her, Nyra leaves her pack with nothing but a broken heart and the gift of healing she was never allowed to be proud of. She disappears into the wild, determined to survive on her own.

But fate is not done with her yet.

Wounded and close to death, Nyra is saved by Rowan, a powerful Lycan who has long given up hope of finding a mate. In his territory, she finds safety, strength, and a man who does not look at her like she is lacking.

As a deadly curse begins to spread through the packs, Nyra’s healing becomes the one thing that can stop it. The Alpha who once rejected her must now kneel before her for help. But some bonds, once broken, can never be healed.

She will save them all.
She just won’t give her heart away again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The real revenge has only just begun.

Born between two kingdoms at war, Astrid Stone’s life has been marked by pain and misfortune, condemned to live as a slave within her own palace.
She is the princess no one wants, the shadow of a lineage that despises her.
When the new wolf king, Lysander Rowan, forces her to marry him to avenge his father, both are trapped in a union forged by hatred… and consumed by a desire neither can deny.
As their love grows and her true nature awakens, Astrid must choose between loyalty to her past or a forbidden love that threatens to destroy them both.
In a world where blood dictates destiny, can love defy the moon?

Five years of marriage, and he never once looked at me with love. He called me a gold digger. He forced me to take birth control. And on our last night together, he moaned another woman's name in my ear.
I left with nothing but my dignity—and a secret I didn't even know I was carrying.
Six years later, I'm back. Not as the doormat wife he discarded, but as an award-winning scientist with a five-year-old son and a powerful family behind me. He's still engaged to his precious first love. And neither of them knows that the little boy calling me "Mommy" has his eyes.
He wants me back. He says he regrets everything.
But regret doesn't undo the past. And this time, I'm playing by my own rules.

“Go find one of those perfect little she-wolves lined up to mate you. Play your Alpha card on them. I’m sure they’ll beg to be marked..maybe they’ll even let you f—”

“Seliene!” he snapped, his voice a roar as he grabbed my wrist.

“Stop touching me!” I shoved at his chest, voice rising despite the sting in my throat. “Stop acting like you care when all you've ever done is hate me!”

Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “There are plenty of men who would take me to bed without second-guessing it. Maybe I should let them. Maybe I should—”

His hand tangled in my hair so fast I gasped, and the next thing I knew, my back was against the wall.

Ronan’s eyes were glowing now—not just anger, but something else. Something deeper. His wolf was there, right under the surface, growling low and dangerous.

“Oh?” I taunted, my body betraying me with a subtle tremble of arousal. “What is this? You don’t want me, but no one else should touch me either?”

His growl deepened, vibrating between us, and then his mouth crashed down on mine.

I moaned before I could stop myself, and that only seemed to provoke him further. He pressed harder, his body pinning mine, every inch of him demanding, claiming.

He groaned into my mouth, his thigh sliding between mine and pressing upward. I gasped, my head hitting the wall as pleasure sparked through me.

“Don’t want to touch you?” he growled against my lips. “I want you with every damn breath.”


Seliene, a fierce half-breed hiding heartbreak behind a defiant tongue, and Ronan, the brooding Alpha who once rejected her, ignite in a moment of raw passion and buried longing. Bound by a mate bond they both try to resist, their chemistry is undeniable, dangerous, explosive, and edged with the pain of a love neither dares to admit.

I was once the beloved daughter of the powerful Alpha and Luna of The Blue Moon Pack. I thought I had everything—a loving family, a protective brother, and a perfect fated mate—Egbert Dolton, the strongest Beta of The Blue Moon Pack and the man I had loved for eighteen years.
But when I turned eighteen, my world shattered.
I discovered that I had been switched at birth and that Audrey was the true heir of the pack.
In an instant, I became the most awkward existence within The Blue Moon Pack.
Though my parents promised I would always be their daughter, when Audrey offended The Rogue King, they didn’t hesitate to make me take the blame and threw me into the infamous rogue den.
I endured torture from silver chains and wolfsbane, my body covered in scars, becoming the lowest slave in the rogue den.
It wasn’t until the fifth year that my brother-Alpha Damon and my former fiancé- Egbert, came to the rogue den to take me back to The Blue Moon Pack.
I overheard the casual chatte

After years of desperate IVF attempts, I overheard my husband boast that the baby was his and his ex's.
The child in my womb wasn't mine!
But when I pressed a gun to the complicit doctor's head, he trembled and spilled an even bigger bombshell—the mix-up wasn't my egg, it was the sperm... and the donor was Damien Costello, the most powerful Mafia Don in the city.
I was carrying Costello's baby!

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!

I watched my boyfriend down on one knee proposing to another woman.
Turns out that he was cheating on me with her for two years.
Our five years together meant nothing to him. He claimed that he needed her money –connections and that I should be the one to play the role of a mistress. I refused.
I didn’t stick around. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I wanted something strong to numb my pain— and yes, I ended up in the loudest club.
Then I met him, Adrian Foster. The wealthiest and powerful CEO.
The moment I lost my balance, he caught me and pulled me straight in to his chest.
Fate? I didn’t believe in it.
But may be …. He did.

"I, Alpha Drake Collins Thaddeus, reject you, Layla Diana Montez, as my mate. You are nothing to me now—banished from this pack. Forever."
What would you do if the man you gave your heart,tossed you aside like yesterday's trash?
I gave Alpha Drake everything—my loyalty, my love, my body. I nearly died saving him. But when I needed him most, he turned cold, mocked my scars, and cast me out like I meant nothing.
Scarred. Wolfless. Pregnant.
I stumbled into Shadowsville Pack, broken and barely alive. That's when he found me—Antoine Del Morino, the elusive Southern Lycan King. He saved me, sheltered me, and gave me the strength to rise again.
Years later, I'm no longer the omega who begged to be loved. I'm one of the strongest, wealthiest Lunas alive. And just when I finally start healing, Alpha Drake returns… begging for another chance.
But my heart now beats for the man behind the mask.
Should I give Drake a taste of his own rejection—or fully surrender to the love Antoine offers me?

After suddenly being rejected by her mate on her birthday after two years of relationship, Isabelle travels to the territory of humans where she meets her second chance mate who is not quite as he seems.

They said we were perfect for each other.
I believed them until I clicked on a video that shattered everything.
My husband and his adopted sister was sleeping on our bed.
Eight years later.
My ex came to me.
He wants to prove he's changed.
I don't need his redemption.
The manuscript between us reveals the truth he tried to bury.
Every lie, every cancellation, and every moment I diminished myself for a man who cheated me.
Now, he must edit the story of how he destroyed me.
I'm going to make him read every word.
This isn't about forgiveness.
It's not about second chances.
It's about a woman who learned that the best revenge isn't making someone regret losing you. It's building a life so full that their absence becomes irrelevant.
“Ex, Know Your Place.”
“My Life Has Long Been Unrelated to You.”

My name is Alessia Vitale, and I'm the unloved twin.

From the moment I was born, I was the "curse" while my sister Chiara was the "treasure." My parents' love, the family's pride—it all belonged to her. Until two years ago, when Rocco Benedetti, the most powerful man in Valentia, chose me. That was the only light in my life.

Then my sister came back from Europe.

She claimed I hired thugs to rape her, destroying her dream of motherhood. Rocco forced me to test deadly drugs in her place. I was sent to a mob boss's basement, taking her beatings, her burns, her broken ribs. My family shipped me off to an unmarked clinic, then left for a beach vacation.

No one knew I'd been poisoned—that I only had a month to live.

And no one knew that by the time they discovered the truth...

It would all be too late.

On my daughter’s 100-day celebration, I found explicit messages between my husband and his secretary.
During our fight, he “accidentally” pushed me off the second floor, trapping me in a wheelchair forever.
He fired the secretary and cared for me personally, winning everyone’s praise and pity.
Only I knew he took secret late-night calls, his eyes full of disgust when he looked at me.
Until his mistress moved in, and my daughter screamed at me: “Just die.”
I smiled and pulled out a hidden voice recorder from my wheelchair.
Three years of silence, all for this moment.
James, your karma has come.

On the eve of our mating ceremony, Dante sold me to the blind, mad tomb keeper on the back mountain for a single coin.
The pack elder furrowed his brow. "Young Alpha, if you want to make that rogue Omega your Luna, you can simply break the engagement with Maeve. Maeve once risked her life to heal you. Throwing her to that cruel monster is going too far."
Dante replied dismissively.
"It's just a small lesson. Who told her to be so stubborn, refusing to step down and accept the title of concubine? Besides, it's her cold attitude that triggered Chloe's panic attacks."
"Lucian is an absolute lunatic. Give it three hours, and her mind will break. When that happens, she'll naturally be crying on her knees, begging me to take her back."
The elder sighed heavily. "Aren't you afraid she'd rather marry Lucian than bow her head to you?"
Dante scoffed.
"Impossible. She loves me to the bone. Even if she goes to hell, she'd save herself for me. Tomorrow, after the mating ceremony, I'll play her savior one more time. Once she's suffered enough, she'll be completely devoted to me."
I didn't cry or make a scene. I simply clutched that coin tightly and walked away without looking back.
The next day, when Dante frantically smashed open the cemetery gates, the rumored blind monster had me wrapped securely in his arms. And clearly branded on my neck was the fresh mating mark he had just bitten into my skin.
The high and mighty Young Alpha stood there, eyes bloodshot, his voice trembling as he demanded to know how I could be so heartless.

Seven days. That was the deadline the doctor gave her. And the sentence she handed down to her betrayer.

When Chloe walked in on her husband and his mistress in bed, he didn't even bother to dress properly. He simply tossed out three words: "Let's divorce."

Eight years of marriage. She had abandoned her dream of becoming a top-tier racing engineer, bankrolled his startup, kept vigil through the nights when his mother fell gravely ill—and yet he chose to believe a photograph over her, never once asking where she had actually been that night.

She didn't cry or make a scene. Because tucked in her pocket was a diagnosis: aortic dissection. Without surgery, seven days left.

So she proposed one condition: Before we divorce, spend seven days with me. Complete seven tasks.

Over those seven days, she took him back to every scene he had misunderstood—
The night he accused her of "standing him up for a date"? She had been at the racetrack saving someone's life.
The Italy trip he was convinced was an affair? She had simply comforted a desperate stranger.
And then there was his mother, whom he hadn't faced in three years, and the close friend he had driven away fifteen years ago...

With each truth unveiled, the frozen man crumbled a little more. When he finally fell to his knees in agonizing regret and raced frantically to the track to win her back—his mistress had already tampered with Chloe's race car.

At three hundred kilometers per hour, the engine emitted a fatal shudder.

"I haven't lived enough in this lifetime."

Then she opened her eyes—back to seven years ago, to her university days before she had fallen in love with him.

This time, she would never again love the man who destroyed her.

But fate had other plans. The man who should have been a stranger now had eyes filled with pain and obsession she could read all too well—he had been reborn too.

A battle spanning two lifetimes began: he pursued her relentlessly, determined to "possess her again," while she built her walls with cold resolve, vowing to live for herself. Family power struggles, racetrack pursuits, public opinion warfare, a blue-eyed wealthy heir appearing out of nowhere...

In this life, she would make the whole world hear her engine roar.

“Divorce me today, or she dies” I mindlinked Joseph.
3 years ago, Joseph told me he would marry me if I could be his lover’s blood donor.
I thought I could get him to love me once we‘re married. But I was wrong.
I had been a servant to his family, a blood donor to his lover, but never a true luna to him.
Now I lost my wolf. I had to get out of this loveless marriage.

“Don’t be stupid, Ann. Is it money that you want? I can give you more.” Joseph offered.

“This states that I want nothing from you.” I pointed at the divorce papers and demanded him,
“Sign the papers, Joseph.”

**
“Daddy…” I mindlinked my father.
I haven’t spoken to him in the 3 years I’ve been married.

“Mariana? What’s wrong?” My father asked, his voice was soft and yet was so superior.

“I’m divorced” I I told him solemnly.

“Return home to the palace, my princess” my father ordered.


As the truth slowly emerged, Joseph finally realized what he had lost.

"My mate, will you marry me again?" He said, dropping his pride and dignity finally.

" Get off."

"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?

“You watched me burn… and chose to save your lover?” I whispered, hatred blazing in my eyes.
“Then I will watch you and your empire turn to ashes.”
“Wife, come home,” the cold Don said warmly. “The bed is empty without you.”
“Mommy, please come home,” my son cried with big fat tears. “I want to hug you to sleep.”
I laughed bitterly. “I hate you both.”
“Yes, Mommy,” they said at the same time, “we love you too.”
“WHY ARE YOU TWO NOT FOLLOWING THE SCRIPT?”
—----
Once, Elena Moretti was the perfect Mafia wife. Silent, loyal, and willing to sacrifice everything for her husband and son. And for that devotion, she was repaid with betrayal and death.
Reborn in the fifth year of her marriage, just before everything spirals out of control, Elena refuses to love blindly again.
This time, she chooses herself.
She divorces the man she once worshipped.
She walks away from the child who loathes her and calls another woman “Mom.”
But fate is treacherous.
The cold Mafia Don who slowly realizes he has lost the only woman who ever truly loved him.
The son who begins to feel the emptiness left by his mother’s absence.
Join Elena’s journey of self love, healing and a second chance at love.

Wasn't I good in bed? Didn't I spoil you enough? What the hell did those fuckers give you that I couldn't?" My husband, Dean, yells at me for the very first time, gripping my hand and when I look into his eyes, I see how much he's hurting, how much he believed all the lies, how much he's not willing to listen.

"I'd never do that to you, Dean. I love you, please believe me," tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with him.

"You're meant for the streets Bella, and that's where you'd always be,"

And just like that my once perfect marriage hits the rock edge in a twinkle of an eye.

A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean, he promised to love me and he kept to his words, not until this day.

And even worse, he used my past against me, something he swore never to do..


Ethan Fernandez, is a notorious casanova and unlike his friend, he never commits to any woman until his path crosses with Ivy, the formidable lawyer and the last person that gives a fuck about men and their shenanigans.

Now, the player becomes the played as his life takes an unexpected turn with the walking temptation that lurks in the form of Ivy Reynolds.

Henary married Alpha Almarjaf due to coercion from her family. Her father was the leader of the Witches. The Witches were indebted to the Wolf and decided to serve with Alpha Almarjaf's family. Alpha Almarjaf's parents asked Henary to marry and strengthen the Wolves because they knew Henary's strength was great and Henary was also very special because she was born to a pure-blood girl and born during the Red Moon.

Unfortunately, due to Alpha Almarjaf's stupidity, Henary was still in a state of purity and became the target of various groups, especially from Leondra, the biggest enemy of the Wolves who had been waiting for Henary's birth for a very long time. In the past she failed to get a pure-blooded girl, now Leondra will not give up and do everything possible to get Henary. If in the past she failed to get her mother, now Leondra decided to make the child of a pure-blooded girl hers.

Two weeks before my due date, my husband Ethan is racing out the door into a stormy night.

All because his childhood friend Scarlett's apartment lost power, and she says her claustrophobia is kicking in.

I'm clutching my belly, telling him my water broke, begging him to look at the blood on the floor.

"You pulling this again? Last week wasn't enough? Scarlett's actually in danger."

He shakes off my hand. The door slams shut.

I'm standing in a pool of blood, watching his taillights disappear into the rain.

My baby won't have a father anymore.

On our fifth Anniversary party, Harris got admitted to the City's Hospital.

Cancer. Stage IV.

I struggled to find words to whisper some comforting words to Harris .

Instead, he held my hands, and said,"It's alright, Darcy."

"Don't be afraid of anything that may happen. Even if I am about to die, I will always be with you."

Even when he was dying, he made sure to comfort me, which bled my heart.

I spent my days researching treatments, draining my savings for "miracle" consultations.

Then came the afternoon I went to his office early to surprise him with the appointment letter with Dr. Wilson, a world famous surgeon.

Harris had been trying to contact him for weeks now. But, everytime he declined him bluntly, only this time when I tried to contact him personally, his assistant reached out to me.

Finally, he had a chance to be saved. I cried tears of joy. I wanted to share this good news with Harris as soon as possible.

But, My hands, almost pushed open the door, , a Lively and joyous laughter echoed through my ears.
"Is the paperwork ready?"

I slightly opened it ajar and peered inside.
I froze on the spot.

Clara was sitting on Harris's lap, clutching to his shoulder like she owned him.

"Everything," Harris' voice sounded, confident and excited.

"By the time 'cancer' takes me, Harris Hudson will be dead, life insurance will be processed, and you and I will be halfway across the world with a clean slate."

Clara. Harris' first love. The one he told me was a 'closed chapter' years ago.

Something broke into my heart.
I froze at my place.

The cancer, the treatment, it was all a lie orchestrated by Harris to elope with Clara?