7971 Book(s) Related to manga where the mc is betrayed

Lydia Arnault has spent her life perfecting silence. Behind her family’s fame and flawless image, she hides trauma, control, and a past no one was meant to uncover. College is supposed to be her escape, until a single accident at a glittering gala ties her to Adrian Vale, her longtime enemy, in a relationship announced without her consent.

As rumors turn into headlines and enemies into something far more dangerous, Lydia begins to uncover the truth behind her family’s power and the engagement planned years before she could choose. When the lie protecting her finally cracks, Lydia does the unthinkable. She disappears.

"Claudia," Travis called but she began to place little kisses on his back. She trudged to his front before shoving her lips over his hungrily and roughly.
Firstly he didn't give in but soon, Travis began to kiss her with intensity too. Travis began to nibble her neck as Claudia's breath hitched beneath her throat making her breath come out in puffs. Soon they began to kiss again until they got into an empty room.
Travis pushed her to the wall as they deepened the kiss. They eagerly started to remove one another's clothing. Claudia was done as she quickly unhooked Travis's button. They fell to the bed as Travis began to ponder his member deeply into another woman vagina as the moans and groans of their ecstasy filled the air. "

Clara Thompson has always lived in the shadow of her younger sister, Elianna. Where Clara is soft spoken and hardworking, Elianna is charming, beautiful, and effortlessly adored. Clara grew up believing that family means loyalty, trust, and sacrifice. She spent her life protecting her sister, cheering for her, even giving up opportunities just to see her happy.

But nothing prepared her for the pain of losing the one man she ever truly loved… to her own sister.

Ethan Cole was Clara’s first love. Together they dreamed of a future filled with laughter, success, and love strong enough to conquer anything. But when career success and high society entered the picture, Elianna stepped in with allure Clara could never match. One moment Clara was planning her future with Ethan, and the next she was standing alone, watching her sister walk into the spotlight that had once shined for her.

Betrayed by the two people she trusted most, Clara’s heart shatters.

Breaking ties with her past, she leaves home determined to rebuild her life and never again allow herself to be second choice. In a new city, she discovers her strength, her worth, and a kind of love she never believed she deserved… a love that makes Ethan regret everything he lost.

But when secrets from the betrayal surface and Elianna begins to fear losing her perfect life, Clara is dragged into a war she never wanted… forced to choose between forgiveness and the sweet taste of revenge.
This is a gripping story of love, heartbreak, ambition, sisterhood turned rivalry, and a woman’s journey to rise above betrayal and claim the happiness she was denied.
Will Clara’s wounded heart heal in time to embrace a new kind of love
Or will the past come crashing back to destroy

I accompanied my husband's grandmother, who had just undergone heart bypass surgery, to quietly recuperate on the top floor of a private club. However, we were invaded by a woman adorned in the ruby necklace I designed, wielding my husband's supplementary card. She publicly humiliated my grandmother and locked us in a freezing cold chamber at minus sixty degrees, declaring herself to be my husband's fiancée. In a desperate attempt to save my grandmother, I publicly slandered myself, but she then reneged on her words—just as the sound of my husband's footsteps echoed from the doorway…

Ninety-nine pearl necklaces correspond to ninety-nine fractures in my heart.

He was accustomed to using extravagant pearls to atone for his transgressions, yet on the day of my mother’s funeral, he chose to vacation with his mistress while plotting to take from me the ancestral home my mother left behind.

When the hundredth pearl arrived, I presented him with the divorce papers. The pain of my miscarriage still lingered, as he offered me a rare black pearl to "atone"; moments later, he was liking his mistress's posts.

He believed pearls could purchase my love, unaware that each bead counted down the moments of our marriage.

In the end, what does it matter if he risked everything to protect me?

I shall never turn back.

They told Christine Hayes she was worthless—no wolf, no power, no place in the pack. Her own father sold her for fifty million dollars.

The buyer? The Lycan King himself.

Cedric Lancaster doesn't do love. Not anymore. His fated mate died in his arms five years ago, and he swore never to mark another. But Christine is carrying his twins—an accident from a night neither of them fully remembers—and his dying wolf spirit is screaming one word: MATE.

She signs his contract to save her dying brother. He tells himself it's just about the heir. But every time her green-apple scent fills the room, his iron control cracks a little more.

She's a wolfless Omega at the bottom of the hierarchy. He's the king at the top. The contract says she walks away after the birth.

But since when has the Moon Goddess ever played by anyone's rules?

"Meet me in your room in thirty minutes, for your wedding surprise," the message read, making me giggle. My ears twitched with excitement as I anticipated the gift I was to get from my sister.
"I hope it is something I have always wanted," I said, the eagerness in my voice.
I made my way upstairs to my room. I had gotten close to my room when I heard some weird noises. I began to walk slowly, thinking my sister was in bed with one of her numerous lovers. It was no surprise to me, as this was not the first time, so I didn't have any issues barging in since I knew my sister didn't care one bit. I held the handle to my door as I pushed it further, entering with speed in an attempt to surprise my sister.
"Jasm-" the complete words never left my mouth, as the glass cup I was holding fell to the ground.
I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart shattering into a million pieces. My eyes were fixed on the unthinkable scene before me.
My husband, lying in my bed, wrapped in the hands of my sister.
How could they? On my wedding night? In my bed?
"I gave you everything Raymond! My time, my emotions, even my dignity, and this is how you repay me back?" I voiced at him, as I looked at him with disdain.
"And you!" I turned to the wretched being I called a sister. "I took care of you, gave you everything you ever asked for and this is what you do to me?"
I looked over at the two of them on my bed, still naked, cowering in shame.


Adrianna Yvonne's world is turned upside down when she walks in on her husband and sister in a compromising position on her wedding night.
The betrayal cuts deep, and Adrianna finds herself reeling from the shock. In a desperate attempt to escape the pain, she flees to a nearby club, where she drowns her sorrows in alcohol and loses herself in the music. In her vulnerable state, she meets a mysterious stranger, and, fueled by pain and recklessness, they share a one night stand.
However, the consequences of her actions become even more complicated when Adrianna discovers that the stranger she slept with is her husband's elder brother...

"As I lay bleeding in the rain, my fiancé and my sister whispered in French, laughing about how much they paid those masked men to violate me and how perfectly they orchestrated my attack.
What they didn’t know?
I spent the last year secretly mastering French to surprise him on our honeymoon.
So, I leaned into his arms, tasted my own blood, and smiled.
Let them build their empire of lies... because pushing them off the throne is going to be magnificent."

She thought his heart belonged to her, but he chose her sister.
Adriana Nox found her sister moaning beneath the man she was supposed to announce a relationship with that night.
The strong Adriana Nox broke at that moment and never healed.
She watched the man she had ever loved exchange vows with her sister— a disaster she never imagined would happen.
Not only was she betrayed by the ones she loved, but declared a villain and cast away by the same people she trusted.
But Adriana swore never to go down into the pit of fire alone. She would drag everyone down with her, including her beloved sister and the love of her life.

Five years of trying. And then my husband threw divorce papers at me… like I was the problem.

I blamed myself until I found the file he hid.

My womb was ruined because of him and he knew the whole time.

He killed our baby. He destroyed my chance to ever become a mother then he tried to throw me away.

But life isn’t done with me.

Because the man I hated, my sworn enemy, the powerful and dangerous Alistair Vance Sterling is back. And he wants me by his side.

My husband broke me.
My past came back for me.
And now?

I’m done begging. It’s my turn to burn everything down.

My fiancé, Nathan, always said that decisions shouldn't be based on closeness, but on urgency.
At a car crash scene, he rushed my best friend, Roxanne, to the hospital first because her cuts looked deeper. When my mother was dying of cancer, he gave her hard-won experimental medication to Roxanne’s mother instead, claiming her condition was more critical.
Time after time, I convinced myself he was just being fair. He was just being rational.
On Roxanne’s twenty-ninth birthday, she cried that her secret boyfriend had stood her up. I stayed behind to drink with her. Knowing Nathan was on his way to pick me up, I hid behind the sofa, planning to jump out and surprise him.
But when he pushed the door open and didn’t see me, he didn't look for me. He walked straight to Roxanne, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her fiercely.

My five-year-old son, Emrys, was poisoned by the deadly "Silver Eclipse." The only cure, Moonbloom Serum, had been seized entirely by my husband, Corvin, to save it for his nine-month-pregnant mistress, Melisande.
He froze all my bank accounts, forcing me to pawn the ring that symbolized my status as Luna and brave the dangerous black market just to secure the antidote.
But by the time I rushed back to the hospital, covered in blood, my child’s organs had already failed. He was gone.
When I threw the death certificate and divorce papers in Corvin’s face in despair, he just looked at me with mockery, accusing me of using our own flesh and blood to put on an act for his attention.
At that moment, all my love for him died completely. I took my son’s ashes, left the Ashmere pack, and decisively severed a mate bond that had tied us together for years...

My bestie Isolde and I were lured to a resort in another country.
Crescent Bay, a place that turned She-wolves into property.
Any wolf with enough money could have us for the night. That was the arrangement. That was what we were worth, once we were in.
When my husband Cael broke through the gates with a unit of Hargrove Pack warriors, I was in the back room counting the night's take. Top earner three months running.
Isolde was in the basement. Brain-dead. Pregnant. The machines were the only reason her heart was still beating.
Hargrove Pack put up half a million dollars for the name of whoever had trafficked us.
I was the only one who knew. I said nothing.
Vivienne — Cael's mother, Isolde's Luna — got down on her knees in front of me and begged. I closed my eyes.
Pack enforcers questioned me three times. I gave them the same answer every time, which was no answer at all.
Then Cael ran out of patience. He called for a witch to extract my memories and put them in front of everyone who had ever known me.

Perfect Luna. Devoted wife. Dead woman walking.

Ciara O'Callahan thought she had it all. A divine mate bond with the powerful Alpha Ronan O'Donoghue, a beautiful daughter, and the respect of her pack. Until the night she discovers her husband's dark secret: he shares more than just blood with his twin brother Ewan. Much more.

But uncovering the truth comes at a deadly price. Betrayed and murdered by her own mother-in-law to protect the brothers' twisted bond, Ciara's last desperate wish echoes through the veil between life and death...

And something answers.

Now seventeen again, blessed with a second chance at life, Ciara faces an impossible choice. Submit to the sacred mate bond that would lead her back to Ronan? Or defy the very foundations of wolf society and forge her own destiny?

This time, she refuses to be a pawn in fate’s cruel game. She will not walk blindly into a future paved with deceit. And when she crosses paths with Darragh Byrne, the mysterious and battle-scarred Alpha of the Moonveil Pack, the gods themselves seem to stir.

Darragh is everything Ronan is not. Calculating, unpredictable, and entirely uninterested in a mate bond. Yet when his sharp golden eyes meet hers, something shifts in the air. A force just as powerful as destiny itself.

Some say you can't fight fate, Ciara’s about to prove them wrong.

When the apocalypse arrived, my girlfriend, driven by vanity, exposed my unlimited resource space and incited starving people to kill me and feed me to the zombies, while she herself stepped on my flesh and blood to become the "savior goddess".
But she didn't know that I mutated amidst the pile of corpses and awakened into the only zombie tyrant.
I corrupted the space, cut off food supplies, led a horde of tens of thousands of zombies to besiege the city, and threw a bounty at the starving mob: "Use her flesh and blood to exchange for a bite to eat."
Watching the once-lofty Mother Teresa torn to pieces, kneeling at my feet weeping and begging for mercy, I laughed. Moral blackmail? Sorry, I'm the Zombie King now.

They don’t know I’m a girl.

They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.

Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.

And, when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too.

The plan is to escape with my sister whenever we find a chance.

How am I to know our prison will be the most fortified place in their kingdom?

I’m supposed to stay on the sidelines. The one they have no real use for. The one they never mean to buy.

But then, the most important person in their savage land—their ruthless beast king—takes an interest in the “pretty little prince.”

How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy?

And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave?

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This is a dark romance—dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+.

Expect triggers, expect hardcore.

If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!

Damian vs Grace: aloof, handsome heir vs brave, soft‑looking girl who makes the first move.
They fall; a bad misunderstanding sends her overseas. He chases, crashes, forgets... Five years later, at a crowded crosswalk, their eyes lock—
"My heartbeat recognized you before I did."

The End Times Came, and I Awakened the Ability to Grow Vegetables

Every time I catalyzed a vegetable, it drained my stamina and life force.

But my sister Lucy needs to eat, and everyone in the camp needs to eat.

So I gave my life to the soil, exchanging life for food again and again.

Cult leader Silas patted my shoulder and said I was God's gardener, that Eden was born because of me.

I thought I had found a home.

I distributed the vegetables I grew to everyone in the camp.

Until I discovered the blue-green veins on my sister's arm.

Until I discovered that the bottle of "holy water" I fed her every day wasn't medicine at all.

Until I discovered that my sister had been sent to their altar.

I was born the year the Rift opened. They said I would close it. They were wrong about so many things.

My name is Mia, and everything I touch is dying.

The flowers beneath my mother's window turned black overnight. The herbs I gathered at dawn rotted in my hands. When the court wizard finally told me the truth—that someone cursed me, that my presence would kill everyone I love—I realized the prophecy everyone believed was never meant to save the kingdom. It was meant to destroy me.

So I ran. Not to fulfill some destiny, but to survive it.

Now I'm traveling with a hunter who lost his companions to the same curse I carry, chasing fragments of a prophecy the Fae sing differently. An elf took a baby from the palace the night I was born. And somewhere between the lies I've been told and the truth I'm hunting, I'm starting to suspect: What if I'm not the princess from the prophecy at all?

I lost my memory.
When I woke up, my biological parents and aloof wife were fussing over the fake young master's bedside.
I, the real young master who had just awakened from a coma, only received my wife's cold command: "Sebastian needs a blood transfusion. Go donate."
Looking at the scars on my wrists from her suicide attempt, my amnesiac mind only felt absurdity.
I calmly donated blood, then turned and signed the divorce papers, leaving with nothing, and unilaterally published a notice severing all ties with my family.
Later, the fake young master's conspiracy was exposed. My arrogant female CEO wife destroyed her entire family, flew halfway around the world overnight, and knelt at the airport, tears streaming down her face, begging me to come home.
I, however, took the hand of a haired female professor and looked at her coldly: " Sorry, I already have a partner ."

For love, I gave up my identity as a wealthy heiress and eloped with my poor boyfriend. To help him raise startup capital for his business, I spent Christmas Eve dressed as Santa Claus handing out flyers.
And he, just to make his first love smile, kicked me into the pool with one swift kick...

"No. Everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie. Say one truth. I dare you to tell me one fucking truth."

"I love you."

"No, you don't. Say something else."

"I can't live without you."

"Shut up, you bastard! How can you say you love me when all you ever do is hurt me?"

Once a predator locks onto its prey, there's no letting go.

Leah Walsh is a lonely wife, starved for the love her husband no longer gives.
Aiden Kingston is a ruthless caporegime of the city's most feared crime family. A man who doesn't understand the word no.

She fights her attraction to him, but one reckless choice shatters her marriage and binds her to him. Now, Leah is trapped in his violent world, where simply standing by his side makes her a target for his enemies. Every attempt to escape his chains only tightens them, and Aiden's obsession grows stronger each passing day.

Will leah break free or surrender to the man who is determined to ruin her and claim her as his?

Human Outcast Heiress VS Tyrant Alpha King
"Your hatred means nothing, little bride."
"The moment you begged for me that night, you sealed your fate as mine. Forever."


The night before her wedding, her best friend drugged Georgina with an aphrodisiac and hired an "escort." The man was tall and handsome, with silver eyes that glowed in the dark. As the drug took effect, she could only collapse into his arms, begging for his touching and loving.
After that night, her life fell apart. Her friend spread rumors, her fiancé publicly called off the engagement, and her father disowned her. The Upper East Side heiress found herself homeless overnight.
But that "escort" kept appearing when she needed him most. When she had nowhere to go, he became her landlord. When she was kidnapped, he saved her like a guardian angel.
"Why are you helping me" she asked.
"I'm tired of being mistaken for an escort," Klaus trapped her against the wall. "Congratulations, you accidentally mated with the next Alpha King.
As an Alpha Prince competing for the throne, marrying a human could cost him the crown. But she is his destined mate. When Klaus must choose between the throne and love, which will he sacrifice?

I was a sacrifice.

He was my executioner.

Leora was never meant to live. She just survive beneath the shadows of death, a survival confined between a shady past an ambiguous future. However, her life take a turn for the worse when she is accused of attacking the Alpha's mate.

Abused and humiliated, Leora ends up banished from the pack that hosted her all her life to meet her fate, which turns out to be not only her worst fear, the past she has been running from, but the monster who claims her as his mate.

Can she outlive the fear and find love within the dead heart of a monster? Can she continue to live next to death? And can she restore the happiness that was stolen from her? Or will she be the sacrifice she was always destined to be?

At the wedding, Mia realized that her fated mate, the powerful Alpha Derek, despised her rogue status as much as anyone else. He has always loved his first love, Cassandra, even though she set Mia up and ruined their wedding. Heartbroken, Mia rejected Derek and left, but soon, Mia realized that she was the lost and amnesiac Alpha daughter of one of the biggest packs in the werewolf world.
And, she is pregnant......

Olivia Parker, after she was forced on by an unknown man at the hospital where her sick father was just proclaimed dead, finds herself pregnant a month later.

Left with no other choice than to keep the pregnancy, she drops out of school at the age of 18.

Six years later, Olivia's son grew up to be the exact replica of her new boss... Damien Sterling!

"Who is his father?!" His voice echoed multiple times into her ears.

"I don't have one, talk to my mummy with respect!"

Three years ago, I chose the fire.

I'm Celine. Human — or so everyone thinks. I can feel things I shouldn't: the pulse of supernatural energy in ordinary rooms, the hunger coiled beneath a stranger's smile. It's why the vampires destroyed us. It's why my father died. And when I severed the bond with Elias — the pureblood vampire I'd loved since I was old enough to fear him — my gift turned on me. Every day since has been paid in blood.

Then he walked into my office. My new boss. The man who broke me, three years and a hundred scars ago.

Elias never let go. Not when his family tore us apart. Not when he believed I'd rejected him for what he is — and I believed he'd betrayed me. Someone made sure we believed both. Now he's back, tailored and relentless, and he's made his intentions clear: he's not leaving. He thinks the truth will save us. He doesn't know what it will cost.

Neither do I. Somewhere between a mother's lies and a family's vengeance lies the real reason we were destroyed. And when it finally surfaces, it won't just save us.

It might destroy everything.

By day, he ruins me.
By night, he owns me.
And by some cruel twist of fate… he’s now my stepbrother.

When Liana Carter’s mother marries into the infamous Ashford family, she’s thrown into a world of wealth, secrets, and one particular devil with a jawline sharp enough to cut her resolve.

Dante Ashford—golden boy of Blackridge Academy. Sinfully gorgeous. Cruel beyond reason. And her worst nightmare.

From the moment she steps foot in his mansion, he makes one thing clear—she doesn’t belong here.
Not in this house.
Not in his world.
Not anywhere near him.

But the more he pushes, the closer he pulls.
With every cruel whisper, stolen glance, and forbidden touch, he breaks down her walls.
And builds an obsession he can't escape.

He has a girlfriend.
She has rules.
And neither of them can stop the wildfire growing between them.

He’s her bully.
Her tormentor.
Her stepbrother.
And the only boy who can ruin her… completely.

Some love stories were never meant to happen.
But this one?
Was never meant to end.

Winter Wesley is the most popular celebrity in New York. With her beauty and great acting skills, many people really admire her.
Not until her grandfather forced her to marry a poor man named Matthew. Winter despised him so much. Her family treats him like a servant each day.
But what will happen if they suddenly find out that the penniless man Winter married is none other than the son of the wealthiest man in New York, who was believed to have died twenty years ago?

It was Valentine's day; the day of love. Arianna had gone out for a date with her boyfriend, she was expecting him to pop the question tonight but instead, he did the exact opposite.
He announced that the relationship was not working and he couldn’t push on anymore. So he walked out of her life and out of the country as well.
She was broken, and ended up in a bar where she intended to drink away her sorrows. She got tipsy and that’s when Mr. handsome stranger showed up.
They both ended up in a hotel room and the next morning before she could wake up, he was gone.
Only if she knew that the one night stand would lead to an unexpected pregnancy. She was pregnant for someone whose name she didn’t even know, a complete stranger.
Six months later, she bumps into a magazine with his picture
“Oliver Gomez; Businessman of the year”
That’s when she realizes that her Baby's Daddy Is Mr. CEO!!
She confronts him but the billionaire CEO denies it, however she is not going to give up, not without a fight.

It was Valentine's day; the day of love. Arianna had gone out for a date with her boyfriend, she was expecting him to pop the question tonight but instead, he did the exact opposite.

He announced that the relationship was not working and he couldn't push on anymore. So he walked out of her life and out of the country as well.

She was broken and ended up in a bar where she intended to drink away her sorrows. She got tipsy and that's when Mr. handsome stranger showed up.

They both ended up in a hotel room and the next morning before she could wake up, he was gone.

Only if she knew that the one-night stand would lead to an unexpected pregnancy. She was pregnant for someone whose name she didn't even know, a complete stranger.

Six months later, she bumps into a magazine with his picture

'Oliver Gomez; Businessman of the year"

That's when she realizes that her Baby's Daddy Is Mr CEO!!

She confronts him but the billionaire CEO denies it, however, she is not going to give up, not without a fight.

For nineteen years, I’ve lived as nothing more than a poor village girl, unaware that my birth was the kingdom’s darkest secret.
An ancient prophecy declares that if the girl born under the same moon as the queen survives to her nineteenth birthday, the queen will die. To protect the throne, that child was supposed to be killed But I lived.
Raised in secrecy by a humble healer, I never imagined my life would cross paths with Prince Kael Ravencrest—the future Alpha King. When everyone mocked him during his darkest days, I stood by him. He promised that one day, he would return and make me his Luna. He kept that promise.
The moment he brought me to the palace as his chosen mate, the kingdom’s greatest secret was exposed. I was the girl the prophecy had condemned. Now the entire pack demands my death.
The queen, who once welcomed me with kindness, must decide whether to save her own life or spare the woman her son loves. Kael refuses to abandon me, even if protecting me means defying the throne, the elders, and the Moon Goddess herself.

As my nineteenth birthday draws near, love, loyalty, and destiny collide. Will I die to save the queen… Or will the queen fall because I lived?

" I want nothing more than to taste your sweet blood on my tongue." His breath grazed her neck, followed by the wet glide of his tongue across her skin. Kerry shuddered, imagining his fangs sinking deep, feeding on her.

"We can't do this," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"What's stopping us?"

"You're... my brother."

"And yet, you stir something in me no other woman has." He grasped her hand, guiding it to his erection pressing against her. "You're mine, baby—made just for me."

Kerry's life spirals into chaos when her mother marries a vampire. As someone who thought vampires were just myths, she struggles to accept their reality. But nothing could prepare her for her dangerously seductive new stepbrother, who seems determined to make her his. Is their bond a twist of fate, or something far darker?

Someone at Ravenwood High is a killer.
After a brutal murder leaves the school locked down, ordinary students suddenly become suspects, and one of them knows far more than they're willing to admit.
Rina thought she knew her friends. She was wrong.
The ex-boyfriend the police are certain is guilty, even when the evidence doesn't add up. The charming boy who watches her like he's waiting for her to remember something. The quiet girl who knows every secret and shares none of them. The mysterious new transfer student who seems to be hunting someone of his own. And the detective Rina has trusted with the truth since the very first day.
Any one of them could be hiding the answer.
As more secrets surface, and someone starts coming after everyone who gets too close to the truth, Rina realizes the murder isn't the beginning of the nightmare. It's the return of one that started three months ago, a night everyone else seems to remember except her.
The closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes to keep asking: what really happened at the pool, and who has been deciding, all along, what Rina is allowed to remember?

One message changed everything: "The Alpha is coming for you."
Elara Vance spent her life sacrificed for her family, nursing her dying mother in the shadows of a pack that forgot them. When she’s sold to the lethal Alpha Silas Vane to pay a debt, she expects a life of servitude. She doesn't expect the soul-searing heat of the Mate Bond the moment they meet.
But fates have a cruel sense of humor.
A devastating mistake in the marriage contract is revealed. Elara isn't the Alpha's bride. Her sister is. And Elara’s been promised to the Alpha’s sadistic younger brother.
Bound by blood, separated by law, and hunted by a bond that refuses to be ignored, Elara must decide either to follow the rules of the pack or burn it all down to claim the man who was always meant to be hers?

They took everything from her and thought she'd bow down. But in a marriage of convenience with a mysterious librarian/Billionaire, Ava is about to reclaim her life, one shocking revelation at a time.
A forced marriage to a man she barely knows is the last thing Ava Patel wanted. But when her family leaves her no choice, she finds herself tied to Liam—a man whose gentle care makes her feel things she never expected.
As his kindness and affection pull her in, Ava discovers that her husband is living under a false identity, concealing secrets that could shatter everything she believes.
Why would a billionaire hide his true self? And what secrets from the past threaten to tear them apart just as Ava starts to fall?

Chiara Benedetti thought her wedding day would be the start of her freedom, instead, it becomes her descent into hell. Before she can say "I do," the chapel doors are torn off their hinges by Nico Ferraro, the brutal Don of the Ferraro family and her father's greatest enemy. He doesn't come for blood; he comes for his property.

He reveals a chilling truth: three years ago, her father sold her to him in a blood debt, and her entire life has been nothing but a fraud to hide the transaction.

Nico doesn't want a wife. He wants a possession to break. He expects Chiara to cower, to beg, and to kneel but Chiara is made of the same iron as the men in her world. She fights, she provokes, and she talks back, turning her captivity into a psychological battlefield. Her defiance doesn't disgust Nico, it intoxicates him. What begins as a cold exchange of power spirals into a dark, erotic obsession that neither can control.

As Nico introduces Chiara to the darker edges of his desire, scenes of rough possession and degradation, she is terrified to realize she doesn't just endure him; she craves him. When a rescue attempt by her former fiancé offers her a way out, Chiara makes a choice that shocks everyone: she stays. Not for love, but for the dark intensity only Nico provides. Caught between a secret rebellion within Nico’s own family and a rival family demanding her head, Nico must decide if he will sacrifice his empire to keep the woman he swore was just a debt. In a world where love is a weakness, their mutual destruction might be the only thing that makes them feel alive.

The study at Blackwood Manor was locked from the inside.
Adrian Blackwood lay in his own blood, his chest caved and ribs shattered as if beaten by something inhuman.
Chief Inspector Ver took over and discovered this was not the first death.
Two years before, Adrian's wife Elena "died from a fall due to mental instability."
Is that the truth?
The lawyer died at his desk, blood spattered across the documents.
[She wasn't insane.]
The doctor fell from his carriage, glancing back in terror at an unseen presence.
In the church bell tower, the parish council member hung from a rope.
At night, high heels echoed down the hall.
She is back.

My name is Emma. I used to be an interior designer with my own studio. To support my husband’s startup, I shut it all down, stepping into the shadows to become a full-time housewife.

On my birthday—our third wedding anniversary—he slammed divorce papers on the table.

He told me he had fallen in love with someone else: his subordinate, the woman who had been a constant fixture in our home lately.

But there was one crucial detail he missed.

She never joined his company for him.

She was my junior in college, the most fiercely loyal admirer of my design work. She didn't take that job or frequent our house because she was enamored with him. She did it to track me down, desperate to ask if I would ever design again.

And that man? Right up until the ink dried on those divorce papers, he smugly believed he was just dumping a mediocre, chore-bound wife.

He had no idea that the moment I picked up my drawing pen again, the housewife he looked down on would become a business rival entirely out of his league.

One snide comment from my worst enemy, and I dropped eighty million gold coins on a custom golem built to look exactly like him.

My requirements were simple: same face, same body, and a personality that's submissive, obedient, and takes whatever I dish out without fighting back.

I've had that insufferable face fetching me coffee, rubbing my feet, massaging my shoulders, even wearing a maid outfit.

Watching him bow and scrape for me finally lets out most of the resentment I've been carrying.

Then tonight, the workshop sends a message out of nowhere:

[Due to a shortage of high-purity mithril, your custom golem needs another month to complete. Thank you for your patience.]

I look over at the man kneeling by the couch, rubbing my legs.

So who exactly have I been treating like a dog for the past two months?

I loved Damien for ten years. Ten years, right up until the moment he took the heart that was supposed to save our daughter and gave it to someone else's child.

Lily was only seven. She was terrified of the dark, terrified of pain. She never got that heart. She just faded, right there in that hospital bed.

And Damien was down the hall, celebrating someone else's miracle.

He had no idea what I was holding when he finally came home. He had no idea my stomach cancer had already hit the final stage.

There was nothing left in this world worth staying for.

So this time, I didn't yell. I didn't cry.

I just slid the divorce papers across the table.

He thought I was bluffing.

But this time, I had nothing left to lose.

Betrayal made her heart cold. Power made her untouchable. But fate has dragged her back into the fire.

Once rejected and humiliated by Alpha Lucian, Laura rose to become the feared Alpha King. Now, with vampires plotting war and her closest friend nearly lost in their trap, she finds herself face-to-face with the man who shattered her. Fury and forbidden desire ignite, but neither can be trusted—not Lucian, not the Lycan who tempts her, not even herself.

As secrets unravel—a hidden child, a false heir, a prince born of two worlds, Laura is forced into dangerous alliances while enemies close in from every side. And when the Vampire Queen turns her into a weapon against her own kind, only one question remains:

Can love save her… or will darkness claim the Alpha King forever?

I catch them mid-twist on the SoHo couch we picked out together—Ethan's shirt crumpled on the floor, his hands fisted in Layla's hair, her dress hitched high on her hips, her head thrown back in a gasp that curdles my blood.
My fingers go slack on the doorknob; the Lombardi's bag, his favorite chicken parmigiana, my promotion celebration, slams to the hardwood.
Violet's world shatters the moment she walks into her own living room and finds her husband tangled up with her stepsister. The man she loved. The sister she trusted. Both betraying her in the most humiliating way possible.
Now, with her marriage destroyed and her heart in pieces, Violet vows to take everything from them—her husband's empire, her stepsister's peace, and her own power back.
But when a mysterious billionaire, Liam Knight, walks into her life offering partnership and passion, Violet finds herself torn between revenge and the chance to love again.
Will she burn her enemies to ashes… or risk her heart one more time?

We'd been together for eight years when my childhood sweetheart took me to see the ocean.
We were in a terrible car crash.
In my final moments, he used his last strength to hold my hand.
"Thank you. I'm so lucky to have you."
I squeezed back through my tears as he took his final breath, and moments later, I followed.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in senior year, coding day and night.
All so we could conquer Silicon Valley together, making up for our past life's regrets.
At the graduation party, he walked toward me with roses just like before.
"I want to tell you, I love you—"
My heart soared as I stood up.
"I love you too—"
He walked past me and handed the roses to the trust fund heiress.
In the stunned silence that followed, I finally understood—he wanted to rewrite his story.
When applying for grad school, I chose MIT, three thousand miles away from him.
I'd give him what he wanted, and finally pursue the dream I'd only found at forty-five.

"I want you to be my fake boyfriend.""What do I get in return?""I can give you money.""Money is not what I am after." He looked into my eyes and smirked, "I want you."Kylie Wade's happy life hit rock bottom when she found her boyfriend cheating on her with her own sister. To add oil to the misery, her adopted mother wanted to get her married off to a rich old man. Desperate to escape her fate and get back at her ex, she ends up hooking up with the captain of the football team- Elijah Crawford.What supposed to be was a one time thing changed into a dedicated courtship when Elijah took a liking on her.Was she ever going to be with that playboy? NEVER!Little did she know that Elijah had a secret- he was not an ordinary human but a werewolf.

"Arthur! Ah... ah... mmm... fuck... yes..."
I came to my husband that day not only because I missed him and wanted to make love with him.
Most importantly, after three years of trying to conceive, I was finally pregnant!
But when my sister appeared before me with the same pregnancy report, I realized this marriage had completely changed.
When he trusted the rumors and personally fed me abortion pills, our eighteen years of love finally came to an end.
My heart turned to ashes as I left without looking back.
Later, at the engagement party of the rising investment mogul Howard Miller...
I appeared in a gorgeous gown, radiant and stunning, while my fiancé Howard kissed the back of my hand with deep affection and respect.
Arthur, usually so composed and elegant, lost all control, his eyes red with fury...

I came to New York to survive my first real job. Instead, I found out my terrifyingly gorgeous boss has golden wings.

On my very first day at one of Manhattan's most prestigious law firms, I accidentally catch a glimpse of something no human is supposed to see. Pointed ears. Impossible magic. A monster that shouldn't exist. And Alexander Sterling—the brilliant, infuriating senior partner everyone worships—isn't just a legal genius.

He's a Fae prince.

The problem? He knows I saw everything. Now the dangerously handsome man who was supposed to erase my memories insists on keeping me close instead. Apparently, I'm the only human alive who can see through fae glamour, and that makes me the key to stopping the invisible war tearing apart the barrier between our world and theirs.

Lucky me. By day, I'm drowning in impossible billable hours, impossible deadlines, and an impossible boss who somehow gets even more attractive every time he saves my life. By night, I'm dodging nightmare creatures, uncovering centuries-old conspiracies, and discovering that the magic I've spent my whole life dismissing as hallucinations may actually be my greatest strength.

The closer Alexander and I get, the harder it becomes to ignore the sparks between us—or the secrets he's desperately trying to protect. Because someone is hunting people like me, the barrier is on the verge of collapse, and if the wrong fae gets their hands on my power, both worlds could burn.

Falling for my boss was never part of the plan. Neither was becoming the only thing standing between humanity and the end of magic.

He slept with her the night before he found out she was his mission.

One drink turned into three. One conversation turned into the kind of night he had no business having the evening before a job. He left before she woke up, told himself it meant nothing, and opened his mission file two miles down the road. Her photograph was on the first page. The woman from last night. The woman his Alpha had sent him to protect. The woman a syndicate had been hunting for eighteen months and was getting very close to finding.

Now he is living in her apartment as her service dog, trapped in a dangerous kind of forced proximity. He hears every secret she tells him in the night. He has watched the men outside her window and handled threats she never sees coming. His wolf recognized her the moment he walked through her door, and the fated mate bond has not stopped pulling him toward her since.

She trusts the service dog completely. She has no idea the dog at her feet is a wolf shifter hiding a secret identity. She has no idea the stranger, the protector, and the animal beside her are all the same dangerous secret.
She survived a murder trial that destroyed her life once already. Now this trauma survivor is being protected by turns out to be the most intimate lie of all?

Second book of ' Second Chance ' séries Synopsis Elsie Ross had only one thing she wanted from her marriage to Aiden Scott, and that was a divorce! But he would not give her that and let her be with her true love, Henry Rowan. Until he did. Unfortunately, she realized his selfless love too late. She was raped and tortured, and all her assets were stolen by her evil cousin, Trixson Dale and her boyfriend Henry Rowan. But there was another person, a mastermind. The one who killed her and Aiden Scott. Luckily, the heavens heard her cry, and she was reborn. With only two aims. 1. To make the evildoers pay for their crimes. 2. To dote on her husband and son. But what happens when she finds out that she is not the only one reborn?

"You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous.
"A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now...


Harbouring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself.
Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?