On Christmas night, my own family stabbed me to death out in the snow. My beloved younger sister wore a grin as she said, "You’ll get to reunite with your dead husband soon enough."
I am the top medical genius from an Ivy League university. For the woman I love, I gave up my tenured teaching position and willingly became the unseen academic ghost behind her, enduring the excruciating pain of heart failure to pave the way for her. When my life was counting down and I was about to receive a heart transplant, she did not hesitate to use her power to give my only matching heart t...
Elara’s dying grandmother left her three enchanted golden apples and a twisted fate. She waited on a frozen peak for a stranger who turned out to be a lying wolf shifter sent to steal her prophecy blood. Trapped between a deceitful lover and a thousand-year-old vampire king’s blood oath, she must choose: let the supernatural world burn, bow to its rule, or rewrite fate with a third, merciful choic...
I thought escaping my yandere ex-girlfriend was the hardest thing I’d ever do. Then, the apocalypse began. For six grueling months, I slaved away in a survivor shelter, doing everything to survive. But gratitude doesn’t exist in the wasteland. To secure rations, the shelter leaders decided to betray me, trading me away like cattle to a rival superpower base. As I was dragged out, leaving my old...
Travis Savage and I were a notorious public pair, bound together by nothing but hatred.
In the glittering, indulgent world of Chicago, he was an untouchable mafia king who ruled with absolute power, making and breaking rules on a whim. And I? I was the wife he loathed above all others in his criminal empire.
It all started when my parents lost their lives saving him, gunned down by his rival...
In my previous life, I was humiliated as an illegitimate child for twenty-two years, and was eventually abandoned by my family and given to the deep-sea fish-men to be eaten alive.
I only learned the truth before I died—I was the true bloodline of the Sterling family, and my beloved younger brother was nothing but a bastard born from my mother's affair.
Vera was the perfect girlfriend. She cooked his meals, learned his schedule, and told herself the hesitation before he said I love you was just his personality. Then she overheard him in a bar. "She was always just the placeholder. I found her because she looks like Lena." Three years. And she was nothing but a substitute for a woman who hadn't bothered to stay. Vera walks out with one phone call ...
Dr. Elena Ward saves lives for a living. At home, she cannot even get her husband to come back for their anniversary.
When billionaire Adrian Blackwood returns to the city for a foundation gala, Elena learns about it from everyone except him. Then, in front of donors, cameras, and the woman sitting where she should have been, Elena is asked to move because the front table is "reserved for family....
When a viral video turns her into the most hated “anti-fan” on campus, ordinary college student Kimberly Castell is forced into a shocking reality show with the person she despises most — arrogant football star and campus king, Kai Dawson. Now they’re stuck together on national television, fake dating for the cameras in “Dating My Anti-Fan.” What starts as pure hatred and explosive fights slowly ...
Kaelen Vance is a broken soldier who just wants to disappear. But when a dying Alpha thrusts a moonstone into his hands, he is dragged into a war he never asked for—a prophecy that says he alone can unite werewolf packs torn apart by 300 years of blood. The only problem? The two Alphas who find him, the scarred and dangerous Aldric Thorn and his charming, manipulative brother Roman, both feel the ...
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]. “I, Celeste Orion, princess of the cross-vale pack, reject you as my mate, i cast you aside alone, i see no future with you, as you are weak with no power and will only bring my ruin, i despise you” Those were the words I told my lover, breaking my Alphas soul, before he died, He is the ghost of my past, the love of my life, I betray...
Lina Simpson knows two things for certain... life is cruel and trusting people always ends badly.
After getting thrown out with nowhere to go, the last person she expects to Payton paths with is Bellamy Middleton, the campus golden boy. He wants her the second he sees her and she wants nothing to do with him.
But when the line between obsession and protection begins to blur, Lina realizes Bella...
All Ember wants is to kill Lilith—the demon who’s evaded her for four thousand years. Well, that… and maybe spend a little quality time with the three men who keep her satisfied in and out of the bedroom.
Ryan, Jake, and Carson aren’t just her lovers—they’re her team. Together, they hunt demons, protect humanity, and keep Ember from going off the rails.
When Cilla's father betrayed their pack, he and her mother were killed while she watched. Her siblings were taken away and she was handed over to slave traders who sold her to Black Moon Pack, the biggest pack in the region.
When she found out that she was mated to the alpha, she got a ray of hope, thinking her life would finally get better. Unfortunately, Alpha Ridian had other plans.
For seven long years, I failed to make my husband love me. Instead, he betrayed our marriage, slept with my best friend, and even got her pregnant!
Having had enough of the heartbreak, I walked away and filed for divorce.
I made him the laughingstock of the entire city. But the moment I stepped out of the kitchen, his jaw dropped. Free from the chains of a housewife, I am a CEO, a master mixolog...
When Beryl finds herself mated to the one person who had secretly planned to kill her, she could blame her father who had forced her to become a warrior in the first place. A family feud that Ryder is not willing to let go of, seems to be the first step to his own death.
Because, if he has sworn to kill her, he must realize that killing her would kill him too.
Everyone said I was born a jinx. On the day I was born, my family teetered on the brink of bankruptcy, and my father passed away. That was why Mother and Bruce had hated me from the very start. They loved only Anna. On my eighteenth birthday, Anna drugged me, leaving me on the verge of being assaulted. It was then that Nolan Black appeared — the business tycoon, my savior. He publicly declared tha...
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In the blood-ruled kingdom of Sangravia, status is everything. At Nocturne Academy, vampire heirs are ranked by the purity of their blood—Gold Bloods rule, Red Bloods command fear, and Pink Blood hybrids, known as Fades, are despised.
Lyra Vale has survived by staying invisible. As a hidden Pink Blood among the elite, she knows attention is dangerous. At an academy where cruelty is sport and weak...
My husband was a vampire lord, bound by a blood oath to the Elders. Forbidden from ever completing a mate bond. But he bonded with me anyway. Every time he felt something for me, the oath punished him — ten minutes of agony. He endured it ninety-nine times and told me it was worth it. To prove it, he carved a mark into my collarbone with his own blood. A promise: if I was ever in danger, he'd come...
The apocalypse has arrived, but I am merely the villainous master in a doomsday novel.
The mission given to me by the system is to humiliate my kind-hearted fiancée, Avery.
Looking at the only dry rations left before us, I stomped them into pieces right in front of all the wasteland refugees, grinding them into the muddy ice and snow with the sole of my shoe, and commanded condescendingly: ...
My name is Leo Carson, I am eighteen years old, and I am dying. Three years ago, my uncle Thomas stole the 500,000 Aurora Coins and the Awakening Potion that my parents left me with a fake psychiatric evaluation report, and threw me into the Rust Zone to die. For the past three years, I have worked as a child laborer in a chemical plant, working sixteen hours a day and being treated like a dog. Un...
After the wedding, my husband moved his dead fiancée's mother into our guest room. The whole town called it the kindest thing they'd ever seen. Every morning, Dione made me a green smoothie. Her grandmother's recipe, she said. Good for the nerves. I never drank a single one. I poured them all into the chicken feed. In my last life, I drank them. One a day, for thirty days. Then I started losing ti...
A hormonal condition pushed my weight to two hundred pounds, and for three years, this boarding school made sure I never forgot it.
The ringleader was the guy every girl worshipped.
And beside him stood his girlfriend, the one who always stepped in at my worst moments with a soft voice and a sympathetic look, like she was doing me a favor.
Everyone called her an angel. Only I knew the truth: ev...
Betrayed and killed by the wolf king in my past life, I came back from hell. On the wedding day, I turned down his proposal without hesitation. I made a blood pact with his greatest enemy—the vampire king. Together, we avenged my child and family, and built a new future in the dark.
The aliens invaded. A toxic fog rolled in. New York turned into a living hell. But I was forced into a tight spot. A strict Mother Teresa System bound itself to my soul. I had to save everyone. Betrayers, killers, enemies—it didn't matter. If I didn't help them, the system would execute me on the spot. Everyone mocked me. They thought I was soft. The shelter captain stripped my weapons and threw...
The anonymous post’s warning came true. I was trapped in an endless loop of death. In my first life, I took on a high-risk surgery, only to be brutally stabbed by a grieving family member afterward. Thirteen fatal wounds left me bleeding out on the floor. In my second life, I faked an injury to avoid the operation, only to be shoved down a steep flight of stairs, resulting in extreme head trauma a...
The third was my freedom, my eyes, and every reason to live.
My husband gave me to three men on our anniversary. He chained me in a doghouse while his mistress laughed. He fed me my own son’s remains and called it mercy.
He said I was dirty. He said I deserved it.
But the DNA test he trusted was a lie. The video was staged. And...
In my third year at the Eden Center, I forgot how to play guitar, forgot the rhythm of rock and roll, and forgot the name Melody. They used twelve thousand electric shocks and seven hundred hours of sleep deprivation to scrub my name down to Number 2963. Now, I'm their perfect instrument. No preferences, no pain, only commands. My parents finally got the perfect daughter they'd always dreamed of—u...
Exiled to the wasteland by wife and children? No problem, I'll open an arms factory there. Everything stolen by a rival? No worries, his technology is garbage I discarded seven years ago. My ex-wife throws me a repairman's business card and demands my knees? Fine, see you at the military academy ceremony tomorrow. Her son, dressed in his rival's "super armor," goes around showing off, only to b...
Rotten silk. Smoke-stained lace. Wedding gowns torn by jealous hands or careless lovers. In the old brick shop her mother had left her, Mara could lift a century of dirt from a veil and make every hidden stitch disappear.
But on the night of her own wedding, there was nothing she could save.
Her fiance was in the hotel bridal suite with her stepsister. ...
Seven years ago, Mara Vale signed a confession for the man she loved.
Grant Mercer promised it was the only way to save their future. He said the hit-and-run was an accident, that his family would hire the best lawyer, that she would be home before their baby learned to walk. Instead, Mara gave birth in prison, lost her son to Grant's polished lies, and watched him build a new life on the story o...
My husband had been traveling a lot lately. Intuition told me he was cheating. I kept quiet. For his birthday, I gifted him AirPods—secretly linked to my backup Apple ID. At 10:00 p.m., his "Find My" location wasn't heading to the airport. It had stopped at a decade-abandoned lumber yard. I floored it, obsessed with catching them in bed. But when I arrived, I only found a corpse.
The scholarship understudy in our ballet company was a notorious "clumsy sweetheart."
Right before the Principal Audition, she secretly laced the pain-relief cream she gave me with a high concentration of banned substances.
It led to me being reported for doping. I was expelled from the company on the spot, my reputation was ruined, and my ballet career was completely destroyed.
I am the worst "loser" in London's underground boxing ring, getting beaten bloody in every fight. Nobody knows that I was once a top agent who struck fear into the hearts of the entire CIA—"Death" Marcus Kane. Seven years ago, I was falsely accused of treason and forced to live in anonymity, making a living by throwing fights. I just want to see my daughter live one more day, even if it means bei...
For six years I kept the books nobody wanted to touch. They called me the help. My husband signed my name to a loan I never saw. His mother told the whole family I was the reason there were no grandchildren. At the anniversary gala, they planned to retire me quietly — and hand my desk to the woman my husband had been paying out of company accounts. They forgot one thing. Before I married into...
Clara Whitman-Harlan had been called graceful because no one had ever seen what it cost her to stay quiet. For ten years, she made Grant Harlan look like a man who had built an empire by discipline and vision. She hosted the dinners, calmed the vendors, moved money before payroll became a headline, and remembered which investor had a daughter with asthma and which supplier hated lilies. She kept e...
In the port city of Grayhaven, that meant midnight towing calls, grease under his nails, a cheap apartment above a closed pawnshop, and a daughter who still believed the world could be repaired with pancakes and tape. He let people call him broke. He let his ex-wife call him a failure. He let rich men look through him as if poverty had made him har...
Three years ago, I took off the ring and became a mechanic, just to keep a promise to my brother — to protect his widow and daughter.
Three years later, Connor from Brooklyn tried to force my brother's daughter into marriage, blacklisted me from every job, and had the hospital turn away my sister-in-law.
They thought I was just some grease monkey.
They didn't know the ring had a lion carved on ...
Caroline Mercer once believed kindness could be proven by sacrifice. She took in two orphaned children, gave them schools, doctors, tutors, rooms beside her daughter's nursery, and a path into the Mercer name.
Years later, those children returned as witnesses against her. Sloane Vale smiled for the cameras while calling Caroline a monster. Nolan Vale handed federal investigators a beautiful stack...
Dr. Mara Venn had survived twelve years in trauma medicine by trusting what she could prove: blood pressure, pupil response, scan results, time of death.
Then blue letters appeared in the air outside Mercy Gate Medical Center, warning her not to enter an operating room.
The patient was already dead.
The surgery was a trap.
And if Mara went back inside, a powerful hospital family would bury a m...
After seven sleepless nights, I started seeing the exact probability of someone killing me. At my birthday banquet, my stepmother smiled warmly, linking her arm through mine. Hovering above her head was 70%. I had just overheard her plotting to swallow every cent of the inheritance my father left me. My half-brother leaned in to hand me a drink. Above his head was 55%. He was planning to s...
After the crash, everyone told Mara Ellis to be grateful her husband survived.
Evan Vale came home breathing, walking, smiling when people told him to smile. But the man in her kitchen no longer cared about the tiny rules that had once held his brilliant mind together: the blue mug facing east, the dry workbench, the exact order of every file name. His stepmother called it healing. His half broth...
They paid me a fortune to authenticate a masterpiece. It took eight seconds to know it was a forgery — and eight more to understand I was the forgery they'd hired.
The brushwork was my great-grandmother's. The woman they let die in a county ward, calling herself a liar for daring to say the paintings were hers.
The Ashford name sits on three centuries of art, scholarship, and law. None of it i...