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Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary.
When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan.
Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city.
She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club.
Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them?

Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive.

When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice.
"Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! I love your fucking dick! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other.

She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rootin for him.

Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!

My labor pains flaring violently the same day my husband’s widowed sister-in-law, Nancy, went into labor.
Nancy tricked everyone into believing I carried a girl while she bore the heir son.
Obsessed with securing the inheritance for Nancy’s fake male child, Rowdy locked me inside a hospital morgue cold storage, transferring all doctors, blood reserves and emergency gear to her VIP ward.
I knelt on icy ground, begging him to spare our baby and swore to renounce all family wealth, yet he kicked me aside and called me a greedy schemer.
His adopted sister Gina sneaked down, beat me brutally and injected a high-dose labor suppressant straight into my womb to stall my delivery.
It was only after Nancy delivered her baby that Rowdy belatedly remembered I was also stuck in labor downstairs.
Before he could head down to the basement, his panicked subordinate rushed in and cried, “Boss, Awful!—your wife and your son are died!”

Queen Toshiba used to be a stunning type woman, she was so in want of a child that she felt so ashamed of herself.
She met an historical lady who stated she will provide delivery to a child, however things didn't stroll out well.
She gave birth to a wolf and soon determined that the wolf was not just ordinary, however but An Alpha prince of magic wolves.
Mia who made queen Toshiba life a hell the daughter of Mima the 2d spouse to the king and additionally the husband to Toshiba.
What will appear when it was destiny for the Alpha and Mia to be bonded collectively as a mate, will Toshiba agree to this idea.

In the Dragon Empire, bloodline determined everything. Only a female capable of hatching royal-grade golden dragons could wear the crown.
In my past life, I was nothing but a Red Drake—bottom of the food chain, not even blessed with wings. Yet after marrying into the royal family, I miraculously hatched a pureblooded Golden Hatchling.
But when my husband Valerius ascended to the Dragon Throne, his first act as king was to rip out my dragon crystal with his bare claws.
My own son Draken then ordered my body hacked to pieces and fed to the Abyssal Carrion Wolf-Lions in the depths below.
All of this because my half-sister had faked a bloodline awakening, transforming herself overnight into a so-called "Sacred Crystal Dragon."
My cruel husband had looked down at me with utter contempt: "Without my noble genes, how could something like you possibly birth such a gifted golden pureblood? Your filthy swamp bloodline has no right to the Queen's throne."
My son's disgust cut even deeper: "I don't want a flightless cripple for a mother. You make me sick. Only someone as noble and beautiful as Seraphina deserves to be my mother—she'd never force me to practice boring magic like you did."
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the Empire's quinquennial Bonding Ceremony.
My husband wasted no time choosing my sister as his mate. My son, Draken, eagerly dove his soul into her womb, ready to be reborn.
But this time, what crawled out of that egg was a Blind Mud Runt.

Ten years ago, I took a knife from a crazed patient to save Gideon, losing my ability to ever become a mother.

Ten years later, he is America's most celebrated "Charity Doctor." Over the years, he brought home three pitiful orphans and asked me to treat them as my own.

I poured my heart and soul into raising them, until the eldest smashed a vase into my face.

Lying in my hospital bed, I overheard the whispers of my husband and his lover.

"Gideon, making her raise our three illegitimate kids as charity orphans... aren't you afraid your philanthropic reputation will be ruined if she finds out the truth?" The woman's coquettish voice carried a probing edge and a hint of schadenfreude.

My breath instantly hitched.

Gideon scoffed coldly. "So what if she does? She should be thanking me for letting her play mother."

"But she did take that knife for you back then..."

"Don't mention the knife!" Gideon interrupted, his tone suddenly dripping with venom. "She was already diagnosed with infertility before the stabbing!"

"Since she loves scheming so much, I'll let her be a free nanny to our flesh and blood for the rest of her life. It's exactly what she deserves!"

Altezza Quirino, a young Italian-American billionaire, desired to have offspring. However, his girlfriend of the past six years consistently rejected his marriage proposals, providing various reasons that eventually led Altezza to give up and decide to part ways.

Adaline Scott, a young woman facing difficulties due to her mother's ailing health, sought a loan from the company to save her mother's life. However, the loan offered was too substantial, leading her superior to propose an alternative: borrowing directly from the Chief Operating Officer, Altezza Quirino.

Altezza agreed to assist Adaline, but with the condition that she must marry him and provide him with unlimited offspring.

"I will help you by saving your mother's life, and in return, you will give me another life, a child for me." - Altezza Quirino

"In the dawn of the darkest hour, a man will come in search of you. I would suggest you escape but your destiny wouldn't. For the truth that you search for and the werewolf in you, will want to fight him. That is when you'll meet yourself."
Eve Mitchel, a lonesome werewolf lives in the world disguised as a human in England. Under brewing circumstances, she is kidnapped by the Alpha King of the Moon-Wolfland as his assistant. Her journey sets out as an assistant turns slave serving an intimidating king that she can't help but resist.
Will a naive outcast find her path through heart-shattering truths and make it till the end?

A single moment of malicious revenge... A lifetime of swapped fates.
Twenty years ago, a spiteful nurse committed an unthinkable act—intentionally swapping two newborn girls at the hospital.
Keisha grew up in a humble fishing port, raised in poverty and hard work. Fierce, kind, and fiercely protective of her family, she built her life from scratch near the sea.
Katherine was raised as a spoiled, arrogant heiress in the lap of luxury. Pampered by her wealthy parents, she grew up believing the world revolved around her.
Two completely different worlds. Two vastly different women.
Until destiny draws them into the same orbit—and straight into the arms of the same man: the handsome, cold, and immensely powerful President of WS Corporation.
As hidden secrets unravel, bloodlines are questioned, and a cruel betrayal threatens to shatter everything...
Who is the real heiress? And what happens when a stolen life comes back to demand justice?

"Sign them. Now!" He threw the papers across the bed and they fluttered in front of me, taunting me with words boldly spelled on them.
Divorce.
My blood had fizzled out. I refused to believe this was happening. I had never filled myself with delusions of Ezekiel ever loving me, but I had truly believed we could both tolerate our obligations to each other.
Perhaps I was just blinded by love.
"You're breaking this marriage because of Ellen? Because of my sister?"


As though the death of her grandmother and a painful divorce weren't enough torture for one day, Camille Manor stands frozen in the face of a family annulment.
Letting go of her past life, she leaves for the States where she aims to start life afresh and raise her children not even the father knew about. Things change when she receives a shocking letter that changes everything.
Now, after four years of staying away, Camille must return to London to face the lurking shadows of her past. But with her ex-husband back in her life, will her plans for revenge go smoothly?
In the midst of exposing buried family secrets, she struggles to tame the feelings she still has for Zeke despite his betrayal while hiding his paternity over her children. Meanwhile, she takes down the Manor's one by one in a bid to reclaim the honor that was once hers.

“Sign them. Now!” He threw the papers across the bed and they fluttered in front of me, taunting me with words boldly spelled on them.
Divorce.
My blood had fizzled out. I refused to believe this was happening. I had never filled myself with delusions of Ezekiel ever loving me, but I had truly believed we could both tolerate our obligations to each other.

Perhaps I was just blinded by love.
“You're breaking this marriage because of Ellen? Because of my sister?”


As though the death of her grandmother and a painful divorce weren’t enough torture for one day, Camille Manor stands frozen in the face of a family annulment.
Letting go of her past life, she leaves for the States where she aims to start life afresh and raise her children not even the father knew about.

Things change when she receives a shocking letter that changes everything. Now, after four years of staying away, Camille must return to London to face the lurking shadows of her past.
But with her ex-husband back in her life, will her plans for revenge go smoothly?
In the midst of exposing buried family secrets, she struggles to tame the feelings she still has for Zeke despite his betrayal while hiding his paternity over her children.

Meanwhile, she takes down the Manor’s one by one in a bid to reclaim the honor that was once hers.

Delve into the soul-gripping romance between Kamille and Ezekiel as they navigate a web of lies, betrayal and deceit within family ties. As well as unravel a secret nobody saw coming.

Lucy, 20, has always used sex as validation. When her single mother marries Ethan—a handsome, guarded man in his late thirties—Lucy sees a new challenge. After the wedding, she begins a calculated seduction. When her mother travels, Lucy forces an encounter by threatening to claim rape, and a secret, obsessive affair begins. But Lucy doesn’t realize her mother has been playing a much deeper game—one that will eventually shatter everyone’s illusions.

Vera's life collapsed completely the year she turned twenty-two. Her father absconded with embezzled funds, leaving behind a staggering $7.8 million in debt. Her mother remarried and severed all ties without looking back. Her seven-year-old brother—a child genius afflicted with systemic lupus erythematosus—required treatments costing $600,000 a month.

Her bank account held exactly $412.

And as if fate hadn't been cruel enough, she discovered she was pregnant. The father was the man who had pinned her down at a yacht party—a newly appointed university professor who, in truth, was the mafia godfather commanding the five ruling families, a man whose very name made the entire city tremble: Damiano Cavalieri.

To save her brother, she stormed into his lecture hall clutching a positive pregnancy test and opened with a proposition: "Ten million. I guarantee I'll never involve myself with this child again."

He merely curved his lips into a smile—and locked her away in the heavily fortified Blackpine Manor.

My mother only ever made the bedtime tea for me. Never my brother—just me, every night, because I was the gifted one, the daughter she "worried about."
The night before the scholarship exam, my one shot at college, she brought me a cup like always.
The next day I collapsed in the middle of the test. I'd never been sick a day in my life. I failed.
Don't worry, she said. We'll try again next year. And every single night, she kept making me that tea.
Second year, I went down again. Third year, again. Three times I sat that exam, three times my body quit at the worst possible moment.
The whole town started calling me the girl who faints. The genius who cracks. The family joke.
And my brother—who copied my homework and never read a book to the end—somehow walked away with everything.
I never understood why my body fell apart every time it mattered.
This was my last chance. For days I barely ate, terrified it would happen again.
Then, the night before the exam, my mother walked in with a cup of tea…

They all thought I was just a rogue soldier who had crawled back from the border, covered in gunpowder and looking for revenge for my family's old debts.
Everyone was guessing which building I would blow up next. Julian, as I expected, panicked.
He recalled all his elite personnel to the Vientiane Building, activated top-level security, practically turning the entire office building into an impenetrable fortress, and sealed off assets globally to prevent my "illegal theft."
But he made a mistake.
When he personally pressed the reset lock, attempting to regain control of the system through manual verification, he didn't hear the prompt of command execution, but rather the hydraulic hum emanating from the building's load-bearing walls—it was the "self-destruct program" he had personally signed, running as scheduled under the guise of my privileges.

I spent fifteen years taking beatings in the Bronx hellhole — beatings meant for my mother.
She's a Manhattan heiress now. Chanel suits, a daughter on her arm, and eyes full of disgust whenever they land on my hollowed-out frame.
"You're just like your disgusting father. A sewer rat. You've always reeked of something rotten."
What she doesn't know: on that rainy night fifteen years ago, I wrapped my arms around that man's legs and let him kick me half to death, so she could run.
What she also doesn't know: the tumor in my stomach has spread. I won't survive the winter.
I'd made my peace with dying alone, quietly, so I wouldn't disturb the perfect life she'd built. I swallowed the blood rising in my throat and started walking toward the dark.
Then came the dinner party, a few months later. Her daughter shoved me off a second-floor balcony.
I hit the ground at her feet like a broken doll. Dark red blood flooded across her white heels.
I watched the color drain from her face. With the last breath I had, I apologized.
"Don't be scared. This piece of garbage won't dirty your eyes anymore."

Swapped at Birth, Married by Fate

Born a princess but raised as a commoner, Celeste never knew she was heir to the throne. When a twist of fate forces her into an arranged marriage with the reckless and arrogant Prince Cassian, she braces for a loveless union. But as palace secrets unravel, Celeste discovers some shocking truths; she and the prince, Cassian were swapped at birth and he is also the father of her secret baby.

Bound by duty yet torn by betrayal, can love bloom amidst deception? Or will their entangled pasts destroy the fragile bond between them?

A tale of fate, love, and a royal secret that changes everything.

Addison Campbell’s glittering life is turned upside down when her father is sent to jail and her family loses everything. In midst of the chaos, she lands an unexpected scholarship to finish the last year of high school at the prestigious Brighton Academy.

Her plan is simple: keep her head down and stay out of trouble.

But that plan goes up in flames the moment an accident sends her crashing—literally—into Shepherd Conrad, the unfairly gorgeous billionaire bad boy and unofficial king of Brighton.

Shepherd is every girl’s dream, but he’s already made his choice—Addison. She’s the one girl his family will never accept, yet the one he can’t seem to stay away from.

When tension turns to something dangerously real, will their spark ignite something beautiful… or burn them both to the ground?

"Where is my son?"
My husband wouldn't look at me.
I had just come out of anesthesia. The bassinet next to my hospital bed was empty — except for a stack of cash, a christening card, and a ring pinned to the corner of the card.
The card had another woman's name in the godmother box.
That woman walked in behind my husband. She picked up the ring and slid it onto her own finger.
"He's safe, sweetheart. We've been talking about this for months."
My husband is Damiano Marchetti. He runs the family that runs this city. The woman wearing the ring is his father's young widow.
The baby on that card is my son.
For four years now I have been the woman this house pretends not to see. The wife told to use the servants' entrance. The mother of a boy who calls another woman Mommy.
Last night I asked my husband for a divorce.
He laughed in my face.
He has no idea how much that's going to cost him.

"I need to bear my sworn brother a child first."

At our engagement ceremony, my wife took her sworn brother's hand.

"Brother has been so good to me—he even sacrificed his fertility to protect me. This is my way of repaying him."

So they made me wait three years.

When those three years ended, they still thought I'd be the same as before—obeying their every command like a loyal dog.

What she didn't know was this:

I am the Supreme Wolf King.

Everything her family possessed—I gave it to them.

Now, I'm taking it all back.

Sebastian Manchini is a monster dressed like a Greek god.
The city fears his name. Women beg for his touch.
And me? I was the unlucky one thrown straight into his world.
I’m Lily Garlo, a 22
year
old student who wanted nothing more than a simple life.
But on my first day at a new job, I walked straight into his office without knowing who he was.
He cornered me, stripped me off my clothes, and looked at me as if I was prey.
Everything after that became a nightmare.
My step brother’s debt to the Cosa Nostra turned into my prison.
One night I was dragged into a glittering party that turned out to be my own wedding…
to Sebastian Manchini.
I didn’t walk down the aisle. I was dragged into it.
He owned me.
He ruled me.
And with just a look, he could make me drop to my knees.
Then he died.
Or so I thought.
Months later, shattered by grief and a miscarriage, a baby I never realized I was carrying,
his younger brother Dante stepped in and became my only safe place.
I started to breathe again.
I started to feel again.
And then,
Boom.
Sebastian came back from the dead.
More dangerous. More ruthless.
And he’s come to claim me as his.
This time, there is no escape.
I am locked in his golden cage, trapped in his poisoned love…
and part of me still burns for the monster who ruined my life.
He was the mafia king, the sweet poison I never asked for, and the addiction I can’t escape…

“Smile, Natalie,” Callum whispered before he walked onstage.

So I smiled while he thanked another woman for the crisis plan I had written. I smiled when he pinned my grandmother’s sapphire brooch to her dress. I even smiled when his message came in, canceling our nineteenth appointment at the county clerk’s office.

Then I walked out with our unsigned marriage license papers in my purse and called the one CEO he hated most.

By the time Callum realized I wasn’t waiting anymore, I had already taken my name, my work, and my future back.

Returned to my biological family, I didn’t find a home. I became a living blood bag for my adopted sister.

On the night of our shared eighteenth birthday gala, I weakly tugged at my mother's dress. "Mom, please... no needles just for tonight. I only want to stand in the corner and watch the cake being cut."

"Elena is suffocating in agony, and all you care about is a slice of cake?"

Disgusted, my mother ordered my brother to lock me in the attic with heavy silver chains.

When the fire broke out, completely paralyzed by the toxic silver and severe blood loss, I burned alive in the dark.

Now a phantom, I drifted down to the glittering ballroom, only to overhear my mother's cold laugh.

"Elena's condition was cured three years ago. We kept draining her just to break her spirit," she sneered. "Did that street rat really think blood ties meant she could steal Elena's place?"

My sister was never dying. My years of living hell, my agonizing death... it was all just a brutal, calculated punishment for daring to exist.

Rosita and Clifford have been married for 3years now without kids. Rosita faced a lot of pressure and mockery from Clifford's mother. Just when all hope is lost, luck smiled on them. Rosita got pregnant and gave birth to a bouncing baby girl and named her Riley. They lived happily and were satisfied with their lives but just when they thought their happiness have been fulfilled, the unexpected happened. Their young girl was kidnapped. How will Rosita take this news? Will they be able to find their baby? Will Rosita's joy be complete? Read more to find out what happened in the novel.

Riya and Kayish were madly in love, so deeply that everyone believed that they would end up in a happy married life. That's how he loved her. He was very possessive of his property, especially when it comes to his girl.

On the other hand, Riya was blindly in love with him. She left her parents because of him, she found her happiness within him and was ready to start a new life but an unexpected tragedy happened in their life that no one could have predicted.



She had good news for him. She was so happy. After all those things that she has been through, finally, their family will be complete. She already waited a whole day and she now she just couldn't wait to share her happiness with him. But just as she was about to tell him, he broke her fragile heart into a million pieces and left her saying it was all just a drama he played with her all along; the marriage which she preached was just another key to win her trust and to fulfill his vengeance. He dumped her that day without knowing that he left a piece of him growing inside her.


Does he get the chance to know about his child? What will happen when these two cross their paths in the future? Will they let go of their revenge and ego and hatred to get back their love? Or will it be too late for him to realize his mistake?


Read to find out what happens. : )

Two weeks after her father’s burial, Scarlett’s mother brings home a tattooed, irresistible lover. Scarlett swears she won’t want him—but forbidden desire doesn’t play fair.

Scarlett knows he’s off-limits. He’s her mother’s lover. But every stolen glance, every brush of his hand, drags her deeper into obsession.

Soon, secrets become touches. Touches become nights of forbidden ecstasy. And Scarlett discovers that once you taste sin, you can never spit it back out.

Fighting against fate, a wielder of magic seeks balance as he is bestowed unbridled power - and an inescapable destiny. After killing his father and attempting to evade his calling as a magician and protector of the realm, Yeolani disappears deep into the forest. But when he is granted limitless power and irreverently refuses to master it, unintended havoc - and intervening fairies - drive him toward a more purposeful path. The third book in the riveting Wise Ones series, Life Giver follows Yeolani on a journey laden with magical mishaps and encounters with capricious creatures. Despite wielding a monumental gift, he struggles to make the impossible choice between a supernatural oath and an undeniable attraction - but will he find the strength to embrace a predetermined future?

"Yvaine, you haven't been able to conceive for three years, while Lilith is already carrying my child. For the sake of the pack, surrender your title as Luna."
Carl coldly pronounced my death sentence.
I didn't beg.
I ripped the flesh from the bloody mate mark at the back of my neck and hurled it at his feet before turning and walking into the torrential rain raging across the borderlands.
The entire pack was waiting for news of my death in the wilderness.
Just as the fangs of a Rogue were about to tear through my throat, a heavy-duty pickup truck came roaring out of the darkness.
Fenrir, the lowly mechanic from the edge of town, didn’t even shift into wolf form. With his bare hands, he crushed the neck of the Rogue Alpha.
He stepped through the wreckage and came to me. With a rough hand covered in motor oil and blood, he firmly pressed against the mangled wound on the back of my neck.
His voice was low and hoarse.
"If that bastard was blind enough to throw you away, then be my Mate. From now on, no one touches you."

The apocalypse arrives, rain stops worldwide, outdoor temperatures soar to 60 degrees Celsius, and everyone fights and loses their humanity over a single drop of water.
But I gave away dozens of cases of bottled water that I had stockpiled at home to my neighbors downstairs for free.
People laughed at my overflowing compassion; my wicked ex even hoarded two tons of water, waiting to see me thirsty and begging her on my knees like a dog.
But what they didn't know was that I didn't need water at all.
Because I'm not human.

"...I gave your wedding dress to Elise." Julian said.
"What...Did you say?" I asked, just to be sure I didn't hear wrong.
"Elise," he said again, "I gave her the dress."
"And why would you even do that?" I snapped in anger.
"We've been talking, okay?" He rubbed his temples, trying to explain "She told me she wants her last wish to be getting married before she passes to me. So...I thought this, as the right thing to do."
The words exploded out of me like a volcano.
"How could you do something like this without asking me first? That's my dress, Julian! For our wedding, that's in two days!"


For many years I gave up my dreams and my youth to bring Julian back from the edge of death. We were legally bound in a secret ceremony, waiting for the day he could finally stand beside me at the altar.
But on the day of our wedding, the dress I made for myself was on my stepsister, and the man I called my husband was leading her to the priest.
With nothing left but a broken heart, I made a deal with the one man Julian feared, Sebastian Hale.
He is cold, dangerous, and the most powerful billionaire in the city. He offers me protection, wealth, and revenge, but in his world nothing is free.

For centuries, humanity has lived behind an invisible veil that separates the mortal world from the supernatural. As science and technology advanced, people gradually lost the ability to perceive the evil spirits that had always existed around them.

But the dead never disappeared.

Rudranath Bhattacharyay is an ordinary family man descended from an ancient Aghori lineage. He knows nothing about his family's forgotten heritage, nor does he care to learn. His world revolves around his wife, Saanvi, and their six-year-old daughter, Aarohi.

One night, Rudranath discovers his daughter speaking to entities no one else can hear. What begins as a terrifying mystery soon becomes something far worse when Aarohi opens her eyes. As supernatural beings emerge from the darkness and cities descend into chaos, Rudranath discovers the horrifying truth:

His daughter's awakening is the birth of the apocalypse.

With his family in danger, Rudranath awakens a mysterious power buried within his bloodline. But the power carries its own secret—a sealed existence known as Annihitep, whose very name should no longer exist. Now, Rudranath must walk the forgotten path of his ancestors to protect his daughter. Will he accept that his daughter needs to be sealed for the sake of the world? Or will he find a new way?

I was reborn on the very night George White—Don of the White family—was drugged and lost his mind to pure, animal lust.
This time, I didn't offer myself as the cure.
Instead, I gave him the woman he truly wanted. My sister.

In my past life, I fell in love with the Don of the White family. George.
When I learned he'd been drugged—stripped of every shred of reason—I made the choice I could never take back.
I didn't push him away. A month later, I was pregnant.
The family council forced him to marry me. For the heir. For the name. For everything except love.
On the morning of our wedding, my sister Leah couldn't bear it. She fled the estate alone.
That night, a rival family's killers found her.
Before she died, she called George ninety-nine times.
But George was at my wedding. The wedding I had begged for. So he never answered. Not once.

Eirene, in the police station, begging everyone to find her missing daughter Lucy not knowing someone watching her, her ex-boyfriend Sam, to Eirene’s knowledge he died but unknown to her he is the Mafia boss of the biggest gang in her region.
Samuel decided to find Eirene’s daughter for the past’s sake, after rescuing a little girl from action, Samuel realized that this rude, ungrateful, and I’ll mannered little girl carries his DNA. “Hey Pervert man, will you give me money if I work for you?” Lucy’s childish voice rang like music after knowing she is his daughter, “Just call me dad, and I’ll give all my assets to you”. “if you are so rich then adopt my mother”
Eirene was grateful to the mysterious person who saved her daughter and gave her a better life which she couldn’t afford until she saw the person, the emotion from 8 years back came flooding, and the love, and faith turned into hate. “what do you want, give my daughter back”, “of course you can get her but along with me” Samuel replied.
Eirene hates him, Samuel falls in love with her again, and Lucy decides to make this Rich man marry her mother, along with many past mysteries being unlocked, will Eirene be able to take her daughter’s custody by standing high in her career?

When I ended up in jail for the crimes my boyfriend Bob committed, he used and abandoned me, marrying the Alpha's daughter Lisa. After my release, I became a wedding planner, organizing their wedding.
Little did I know, the Alpha himself would come to meet me for his daughter's wedding. And to my surprise, as he approached, I heard the voice of my wolf Susan deep inside me.
"mate..."
His scent of lavender and sea salt overwhelmed me completely.
Unbelievably, the handsome, wealthy, and charming Alpha is my mate?
Could I possibly become my ex-boyfriend's mother-in-law? Though, there are rumors that the Alpha killed his former Luna...

Saving his grandmother’s life came with an unexpected price: a marriage of convenience to Ethan Wentworth.

Fresh out of college, buried under my father’s medical debt, and foolishly drawn to him from the first glance, I agreed. I built a home, gave him twins, and loved him quietly, even as his heart remained fixed on another.

Then he whispered her name in his sleep.

The spell broke.

I walked away from the loveless marriage, determined to build a life and career of my own. The children stay with him—for now—while I find myself.

He’s only just realizing he doesn’t want to let me go.
But I’m no longer the girl who waited.

This time, he’s the one chasing.

After Divorcing a Billionaire, Secretly Giving Birth to His Triplets

For three years, Chloe Stanhope endured her marriage with Quintus Ellington, only to conclude in divorce, earning herself the mocking title of a forsaken elite wife throughout the city of Phoenix. Six years later, Chloe returned to her homeland, accompanied by a pair of twins, and underwent a miraculous transformation into an internationally renowned healer. Now, she finds herself pursued by countless suitors, each vying for her hand in marriage. The first suitor pleads, 'Miss Stanhope, do your children need a father? I promise to care for them as if they were my own." The second suitor declares, 'Dr. Stanhope, I was captivated by your beauty and brilliance at first sight. I am willing to devote my life to loving you. Quintus Ellington's failure to appreciate you is simply his own blindness."

I was the last of the Holy Bloodline. To the Nocturne Clan, I wasn't a Princess—I was a walking incubator, a terrified blood slave bound by the lowest pact to breed their pureblood heirs.
"I promise you... the next child you bear, I will let you raise yourself," my husband,the Vampire Prince, whispered, holding our newborn son wrapped in his sister-in-law's blanket.
He used my body as a shield against silver blades to protect his sister-in-law.
For nine years, I endured the silver whips, the boiling sunlight, and the agony of watching my babies handed over to another woman.
But when I discovered my husband was the very monster who slaughtered my families, I shattered heart turns to ash.
So, I give him exactly what he deserves—a pile of scorched ashes in a dark prison cell.
By the time the Vampire Prince realizes he cannot live without his wife, I am already “dead”.

I've been reborn, transported back to the day I gave birth to my daughter.

In my past life, I humbled myself for love, only to be betrayed by my husband Caspian and his mistress Serafina.

They disfigured me, murdered my little girl, and threw me in prison.

This time around, I'm divorcing him without a second thought, holding my daughter close, and escaping this living hell!

“See? Mom warned you a long time ago—Rehn is a venomous snake to the bone.”
When a monster tore my right arm apart, and I watched my so-called best brother scoop up all the rations and run without looking back, my mother’s voice suddenly sounded inside my head.
But she’d died five years ago.
Mom told me my “good brother” hadn’t gone far at all.
He was hiding nearby, waiting for the monster to leave so he could come back and play the hero.
He would stash the ammunition, swap out my antibiotics, and in the end use me as the perfect meat shield—kicking me straight into a dead end.
To stay alive, I swallowed my blood-soaked humiliation and played along with him for a full one hundred and twenty minutes of brotherly devotion.
Until he finally tore off the mask and shoved me toward the most horrifying mutant.
I sneered and tossed away my self-defense knife.
Brother, you want to be a god of the wasteland?
Sorry. I’m going to be that god.

My wife never knew what I really did. She only knew I was gone most of the year and money hit our account every month.

The day she cheated, she rummaged through my drawer, found an eagle-shaped brooch, and gifted it to her lover like a flashy accessory. “It’s worthless,” she said. “Perfect with a suit.” I warned her again and again to bring it back. She called me annoying, powered off her phone, and blocked me everywhere.

She didn’t know I’m a cleaner—the kind who handles quiet jobs—and that brooch isn’t jewelry. It’s an organization badge, a mark that turns you into a target the moment it appears in public.

That night, the killers came. The ballroom was sealed. She trembled under a table while her lover shoved her out to take the bullets.

When a cold gun barrel pressed to her temple and someone asked, “Who does the brooch belong to?”

In my past life, they drained my blood, kicked me off the rooftop, and said, "Waste doesn't deserve to live."

Reborn into the apocalypse, I opened my palm, and seven beams of primal energy pierced the sky. The woman who cried out "the best in the world" to me just ten minutes ago couldn't even produce a spark now. The brother who wore the boots I sewed and called me trash was being chased and bitten by mutants like a stray dog, his leg broken.

They came to me with memories of their past lives, demanding, "Why did you steal our special abilities?"

In front of thousands of people, I unleashed a net of lightning, scorching those who came to block my way. They knelt in the mud, their heads bleeding from kowtowing; Elena covered her mouth, which had been slapped clean, and David trembled on his single leg, leaning on a rusty steel pipe—yet they couldn't even climb over the iron thorns surrounding my tower.

Later, they rotted into a pile of mud in the arena and among the hordes of corpses, and I didn't even look back.

Until a horde of millions of zombies besieged the city, I went out alone with my sword and shattered the zombie king with a single strike.

The entire ruins knelt down.

They thought I had stolen the light.
No. I was just a fire that burned away what should have been garbage.

Not all wars are won on the battlefield! Even as a young child, Anna fought against injustice. Now, with the crown firmly in her grasp, she need only win over the Nobles Council to usher in an age of enlightenment. However, in a court full of people vying for power and influence, she quickly learns that seizing a crown and holding on to it are two completely different things. It takes the resurfacing of past crimes to put her new laws to the test, paving the way for a bright new future. But when one of her own is condemned, will Anna support the rule of law or become a despot to save her closest friend? Find out what happens when the conflict moves from the battlefield to the council chambers in Burden of the Crown, book six of Paul J Bennett's Heir to the Crown series. If you like a little intrigue, seeing villains get their just rewards, and must have more Gerald and Anna in your life, then this book is for you!   Crack open your copy of Burden of the Crown, and discover who returns!

After being reborn,
I immediately rushed to my adoptive mother who was conducting an experiment,
bit a piece of flesh off her,
and then turned to my younger sister standing beside her,
splashing her face with foul-smelling dog urine.
After being restrained,
I listened to them screaming that I had gone mad with rabies.
I pretended to be insane on the surface,
just to be smoothly sent to a rehabilitation center.
In my previous life, just as my experiment was about to succeed,
the laboratory exploded.
My adoptive mother and younger sister shifted all the blame onto me,
causing me to be killed by enraged family members.
This time,
with no one to take the fall for them,
I'll see how they manage to get away with it.

I am the nameless corpse dumped in an alley, left without a head or limbs.
My mother is the lead detective on the case.
She stood outside the crime scene tape, pinching her nose in disgust. "Another street rat who got what she deserved. Just like my own useless daughter—always out running wild."
I hovered above, watching her step over my mutilated body, cooing gently into the phone with my stepsister—while the last call I made to her for help, the night I died, went unanswered.
Not until the medical examiner pried the bloodstained birthday necklace from my stiff fingers.
Not until forensics restored the audio file on my phone, and my final desperate plea echoed out: "Mom, help me..."
Only then did Detective Sarah—Chicago's coldest cop—collapse in front of that pile of "trash," her wail of grief tearing through the night.

My husband bought a necklace for the woman who killed my mother.

When I saw my foster sister Rebecca Rebecca wearing that emerald necklace with Aaron at the party, I knew history would repeat itself. Seven years ago, my mother lost everything the same way—her husband, her dignity, and finally her life.

I wouldn't follow in her footsteps.

So after slapping Rebecca across the face, I told everyone I was divorcing him and walked out with my suitcase.

Rebecca thought she'd won again. Aaron thought I was just being hysterical.

Neither of them saw it coming—

This time, I'd make them pay.

My fiancée accused me of not caring about family.
To make it up to her, I planned a luxury vacation for all of us.
But the night before we left, she told me she'd given my first-class seat to her childhood best friend.
Instead, she booked me a seat in economy—on a flight with a recent terror threat advisory.
The whole family thought I should just go along with it.
That's when I finally woke up.
I tore up the itinerary and rerouted to Hawaii instead.
I turned off my phone, leaving them to deal with the $20,000 bill.
It wasn't until their hotel reservations got canceled that they started to panic.

As James's secret lover for five years, I thought being gentle and obedient would eventually win his heart.
But God played a cruel joke - I was diagnosed with heart failure and only had months to live.
When his true love returned, I was abandoned.
Without causing any drama, I left him quietly, not even taking a penny from him...
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I hid my noble Mosuo family background and loved Cassian for eight years. I allowed him to have children with another woman, thinking it was just a deal. Yet he truly fell for her, and she framed me publicly. Cassian blamed me wrongly and hurt me deeply. I revealed my real status and left him. Following my clan rules, I married three loyal childhood friends and let go of this failed love.

I'm the top account director at my firm, always on the road, running myself ragged on golf courses and client dinners. Some months I barely make it back to the office at all.

Right after I land a $300 million contract for the company, my boss decides to hand the whole thing over to a new intern.

My manager says I'm wasting company resources, that my attitude's a problem. My boss tells me to give the new hire a chance. The intern thinks she can just take over my job without breaking a sweat.

None of them get it. Without me, this project never gets off the ground.

I don't bother telling them that.

Once the handoff is done, I walk straight into our biggest rival.

And watch them beg me to come back.