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After two hundred years of devotion, the protagonist discovers her vampire fiancé, Prince Vincent, has betrayed her. Under the guise of fulfilling a dying friend's final wish, Vincent secretly forms an eternal blood bond with Camilla. Realizing their relationship was built on deception, she cancels their Union Ceremony and destroys his gifts. She relocates to Italy to lead a high-stakes project at the Supreme Institute for Vampiric Research, leaving her past behind forever.

After enduring ninety-nine loyalty tests from Colin Blanchard, Tammy is pushed too far when he orchestrates her night with a stranger. Following their split, Colin marries his secretary and taunts Tammy for her supposed ruin. However, he remains oblivious to the fact that Tammy has already wed Jeremiah Atkinson, the wealthiest man in Baywich. Five years later, Colin encounters Tammy and her daughter, unaware that the woman he once discarded is now the wife of his most powerful rival.

Forced into a marriage of convenience to save her family, Elena is wed to the cold and mysterious Alpha, Silas. Bound by a lunar curse, Silas hides a dangerous secret within the palace walls. As Elena navigates the treacherous politics of the werewolf pack, she discovers that her husband is more than a monster. Amidst brewing war and ancient rivalries, she must decide if she can love the beast or if the midnight shadows will consume them both.

Four years ago, Holden shattered Dianna after their secret night together: he shoved cash at her feet, called her a mistake, and demanded she disappear. She fled to Los Angeles and rebuilt her life. Tonight, her roommate brings home a new billionaire boyfriend—Holden. He acts like strangers, even when she falls bleeding in the freezing rain. Then her roommate mentions Holden never drinks. The drunken excuse was a lie. He was sober when he destroyed her. When he knocks on their door and locks eyes with her, Dianna hides behind an icy mask: "No, I don't know him."

My boyfriend and my best friend planned my funeral before my body existed. Sedatives in my water. Severed brake lines. A crash engineered to hand them my million-dollar beauty empire. I refused to die on their schedule. Instead, I went live, spilling every lie, every secret, every betrayal to millions of viewers — and watched the pair get locked up. But the murder plot was only the opening move. Their unhinged stans tracked me to my secret hideout, and now the real hunt begins.

I am the adopted daughter of the Dillard family, a medical student surviving entirely on a full scholarship. But when their family business faced bankruptcy, my adoptive parents decided it was time for me to pay them back. My sister refused to marry a rumored "dying freak" from the wealthy Terrell family, so they forced me to take her place. When I refused, my adoptive father showed me a flawless, disgusting AI Deepfake video of myself. "Sign the marriage contract, or this goes to your medical school." To save my hard-earned future, I was shoved into a wedding dress and shipped off to the Terrell estate. But my nightmare had just begun. My new husband was the exact same dangerous, sick man I had accidentally injured while escaping an attacker the night before. He didn't recognize me in the light, assuming I was just the greedy, gold-digging Dillard daughter. He humiliated me, forcing me to sleep on the floor and clean shattered crystal with my bare hands. As the sharp shards sliced into my skin and blood pooled in my gloves, I didn't shed a single tear. He told me I had a three-month trial period as his wife before he threw me out. I calmly wrapped a band-aid around my bleeding finger. Three months is exactly what I need to find the original Deepfake file, ruin my adoptive family, and escape this monster for good.

The Maybach glided through rain, Dante's cold cedar cologne a familiar comfort. Seven years, my life revolved around him, my fingers on his suit cuff, a silent promise. But tonight, our normal shattered with a single phone call. He answered, speaking rapid Italian – a language he thought I didn't understand. Every word: a death knell. Confirming his engagement to Sofia Moretti, dismissing me as a 'consolation prize.' Seven years of loyalty vanished. His loving mask back, he left for his fiancée. I stumbled into freezing rain, recalling my foster past. My numb fingers dialed his mother, Isabella, demanding fifty million for my silence. Her insults didn't sting. The true gut punch: Sofia's Instagram, a prenup on Dante's desk, proudly showing *my* watch, captioned: 'Fourteen days left.' This wasn't their celebration; it was my death sentence. I wouldn't stay another day in this gilded cage. My old duffel bag, packed, waited. The Australia brochure, a childhood dream, in my pocket. This time, I would live for myself, and they would all pay.

After ten years of bonding, Vincent betrayed me for his adopted sister, Violet, secretly severing our connection, stealing my research, and blaming me for our pup River's death. Left for dead after a devastating acid attack where Vincent chose Violet over me, I survived. A decade later, I return alongside my new mate, Mark. Facing my guilt-stricken ex-mate, who believed I was long gone, I watch him unravel into madness as I prepare for my new binding ceremony, finally leaving the past behind.

After her fated mate brutally rejects her for another, a heartbroken werewolf is forced to flee her home. Years later, she returns as a powerful, independent woman, only to find her former lover desperate for a second chance. As old wounds reopen and pack secrets emerge, she must decide if he is truly redeemed or if some betrayals are too deep to forgive. It is a tale of resilience, shifting loyalties, and the hunt for true belonging.

As a critical condition notice is issued, Silas Stenson pops champagne in the lab with Wynter Keller. A sunset photo of them in white coats goes viral, with a caption celebrating ten years of work. While the public admires his devotion to saving the protagonist, she watches the monitor in her hospital room, knowing the truth. The drug was perfected a year ago, and she was the only candidate intentionally denied the medicine that could save her life.

I was reborn as my rival in love, After rebirth, I will no longer be a good person, At this moment, I'm glad I'm not a good person, Because those stolen from me, those that belong to me, I will take them back Those who have trampled on me, I will let them die under my feet. And this man must be mine!

After being murdered by her boyfriend and best friend, a woman is reborn on the day of her life's greatest ultimatum. In her previous life, she was forced into a grueling weight-loss journey while her friend miraculously stayed thin. Now, she knows the truth: a hidden LitRPG system transferred her friend's calories to her. With her memories intact, she decides to manipulate the weight-transfer connection to deliver a lethal dose of her own medicine.

I was the Architect who built the digital fortress for the most feared Don in New York. To the world, I was Brendan Wiggins’s silent, elegant Queen. But then my burner phone buzzed under the dinner table. It was a photo from his mistress: a positive pregnancy test. "Your husband is celebrating right now," the caption read. "You are just the furniture." I looked across the table at Brendan. He smiled and held my hand, lying to my face without blinking. He thought he owned me because he saved my life ten years ago. He told her I was just "functional." That I was a barren asset he kept around to look respectable, while she carried his legacy. He thought I would accept the disrespect because I had nowhere else to go. He was wrong. I didn't want to divorce him—you don't divorce a Don. And I didn't want to kill him. That was too easy. I wanted to erase him. I liquidated fifty million dollars from the offshore accounts only I could access. I destroyed the servers I had built. Then, I contacted a black-market chemist for a procedure called "Tabula Rasa." It doesn't kill the body. It wipes the mind clean. A total hard reset of the soul. On his birthday, while he was out celebrating his bastard son, I drank the vial. When he finally came home to find the empty house and the melted wedding ring, he realized the truth. He could burn the world down looking for me, but he would never find his wife. Because the woman who loved him no longer existed.

Throughout their three-year engagement, the most frequent question Michael Powell asked Kylee Steward was, "Wanna do it?" Kylee would refuse him with a flushed face. But he would coax her with tender whispers in her ear while continuing to kiss her. "I cannot control myself. I'm just attracted to you physically." Her heart melted at his sweet words, and she found herself agreeing to his unreasonable requests again and again. They had sex in various positions, by the large windows, in the office, and even in the backseat of a closed car. As the wedding date approached, Kylee took the planning documents to discuss them with Michael, only to hear a woman's seductive moans from outside the private room. It was her voice! "Whoa, Kylee looks pretty serious usually, but she's so wild in bed. Michael, you are generous to let us listen to this. When can we watch it live? How about on your wedding night?" A voice echoed while laughing. She knew it too well. I'm not going to marry her."

I was putting my signature on the invoice for the Gulfstream G650 when my husband snatched the boarding pass from the folder and handed it to his mistress. "You're taking the commercial flight out of JFK," Jackson said, daring me to challenge him in front of his security detail. "Amber needs the privacy. She gets air sick." I looked down at the crumpled ticket he had slid to me. Economy. Middle seat. Three layovers. Then I looked at the sixty-million-dollar bird I had leased specifically so his crime family wouldn't get slaughtered on the highway by their rivals. "Amber is fragile," he whispered, his breath smelling of the expensive scotch I bought. "She carries the future. You just carry the checkbook." My mother-in-law was already on board, sipping the vintage Dom Pérignon I had curated, refusing to look at me. They treated me like a glorified ATM with a medical degree. They forgot that five years ago, when the Feds froze everything, I was the one who bought their lives with a five-million-dollar tribute. They forgot that the hand that writes the checks can also close the account. As the engines roared to life, leaving me stranded on the tarmac, I didn't cry. Surgeons don't cry over dead bodies. I pulled out my phone and cancelled the Uber he had called for me. I wasn't going to the airport. I was going to the safe to retrieve the "Blood Contract." The five million dollars wasn't a gift. It was a callable loan. And the collateral was everything. I dialed my lawyer. "Burn it to the ground."

On their fifth anniversary, Lulu expects a proposal from her billionaire boyfriend, Henry Judd. Instead, he hosts a lavish birthday party for Cecilia Cheape, gifting her a massive diamond. Henry mocks Lulu by offering a soda can tab as a ring, claiming she is too unique for expensive jewelry. Realizing she is being sidelined, Lulu walks away to marry another man. Distraught by her departure, Henry eventually begs for her forgiveness with the very ring he once gave to Cecilia.

After five years of teaching at a rural school in Mount Dalon, the narrator is suddenly confronted by Melissa Snow and her first love. Melissa delivers a harsh ultimatum, demanding an apology in exchange for financial security. Despite the onlookers’ expectations of humble gratitude, the teacher rejects the patronizing offer. Choosing to stay in the village, the protagonist stuns the crowd by revealing that they are already married and content with their life.

What happens when the most powerful Alpha in the universe believes you killed his pregnant mate? You know his next move but the twist happens...you're his second chance mate. Read this story of Valerie Walter, an Omega, and the dangerous Alpha King, Ethan Hunter.

For five years, she was a dedicated assistant, harboring a secret love for her billionaire boss. Her devotion was unwavering until the devastating moment he proposed to another woman in front of her. Realizing her affection would never be returned, she chooses to reclaim her dignity. She submits her resignation, determined to cut ties and start over. However, her sudden departure triggers an unexpected and desperate pursuit from the man she left behind.

I married Alessandro Moretti, heir to the West Coast's most feared family, believing he chose me over duty and blood. On our wedding night, his mistress Gianna texted him. Three days later, Alex looked up from a hospital bed and asked who I was—a fake amnesia staged by his mother, his mistress, and the family doctor. They expected me to vanish quietly. The kinder option, I later learned, was walking away; the other was a fatal car accident no one would question. When Don Moretti's man handed me cash and told me to start over far from San Francisco, I took the money—and stayed. Now I'm planning Gianna and Alex's wedding, and every chandelier, centerpiece, and napkin will be a monument to their worst mistake. They gave me an exit. I'm building them a cage.

After hearing her unborn daughter warn of a deadly family plot, a woman follows the child's guidance, only to destroy her marriage and end up homeless. Her life ends in a brutal accident while her husband celebrates a new bride. At the moment of death, she hears her baby’s sinister laughter and realizes she was deceived. This horror mystery follows her journey as she reincarnates back to the day of her pregnancy discovery, determined to uncover the truth.

On New Year's Eve, Crestmoor’s elite golden boy Bennett Miles breaks the internet by debuting his new relationship. This billionaire romance novel explores the chaos that ensues after Bennett offers gold bars to his followers to celebrate his love for Kara Sierra. As the public scrambles for details, a livestream reveals Kara’s identity and a shocking secret: Bennett once donated his own kidney to save her life. Their connection, built on sacrifice, is now thrust into the global spotlight.

Zaya One marks me at night with ruthless dominance. The other steals me in the daylight, whispering promises that feel like poison and salvation all at once. Together they unravel me, body and soul, until I can no longer tell which one I fear... and which one I crave.

For ten years, she stayed in the shadows, pouring her family's hidden fortune and her own genius into making Jairo a Wall Street tech titan. Then, while finalizing wedding payments, she discovers a $50,000 transfer to a woman named Alyssia Stuart, labeled for living expenses and their son's tuition. Hacking his laptop exposes a hidden archive: photos of Jairo with Alyssia and a little boy who has his eyes, plus a caption declaring he will make her his only wife. He even used the secret Ivy League scholarship she established to fund his mistress's degree. Instead of breaking, she photographs every screenshot, packs her bags, and calls the one number she abandoned years ago. The Montgomery heiress is back, and the empire she built for him is about to crumble.