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My fiancé used his influence to snatch my government enterprise position, handing it to the local beauty instead. When I confronted him, he was utterly unmoved. “A woman like you should not be roaming around. Your place is at home, doing laundry and cooking,” he declared. In response, I quit the factory on the spot, announcing my plan to head south for work. My fiancé, who had been accusing me of being petty, was left speechless. “You've never even left town before. You think you can suddenly make a living down south? Don't act recklessly,” he scoffed. The village beauty, who had always benefited from my hard work, was equally taken aback.

I pulled out my ring and held it in front of him. "I'm calling off our engagement. I won't - won't marry a cheating bastard like you. You can live happily ever after with someone else, like Blair Anderson. Smile, Jayden - you're finally getting rid of me, may you live happily ever after with your dear girlfriend." I said with a fake smile and cold eyes. "Oh, and before I forget, I, Ashley Van Smith, of the Red Moon Pack, reject Jayden Ronan Keller, of the Crimson Pack, as my mate and fiancé, we are hereby no longer related." ******************************************** In which Ashley Van Smith and Jayden Ronan Keller are mated and engaged. Because of the arranged marriage made by their parents. Problems arise when Ashley finds out that Jayden is involved in an unfaithful relationship. Ashley never thought that she would be in a relationship with a cheater. So she wants to end this engagement because he cheated on her, but fate decides to intervene and Jayden suffers from amnesia that only she seems to be able to deal with. Ashley, despite not having deep feelings for him, feels there is still a bond between them and has a sense of responsibility to help recover his memory and guide him through his difficult times. In the midst of her efforts to help Jayden recover, Ashley is faced with a difficult decision. Will she stay by his side and help him through this difficult time, even though Jayden is in love with someone else? Or should Ashley simply let Jayden go?

The rain hits our territory like the Moon Goddess herself is weeping, each drop sharp as ice against the packhouse windows. I press my face to the glass, watching the storm tear through the forest with a violence that makes my wolf whimper deep in my chest. "Stella." Henry's voice cuts through the howling wind, flat and commanding. "We're taking the SUV for patrol." I turn from the window to find my fated mate pulling on his leather jacket, Caleb beside him already dressed for the weather. The sight of them together—so alike with their dark hair and strong Alpha jawlines—still makes my heart skip, even after all these years. "In this storm?" The words slip out before I can stop them. "Henry, it's dangerous out there. The roads—" "Are pack territory." His amber eyes flash with irritation. "We know our own land, Stella. The borders need checking after weather like this." Caleb doesn't even look at me as he zips up his coat.

In the Kingdom of Solarys, magic chooses the worthy, but Lyra thorn was born unworthy. A street-born troublemaker with a talent for breaking rules and hearts. When she is forced to enter the palace to repay a crime, Lyra meets two men who can ruin her or save her: Cassian ale the arrogant, dangerously intoxicating royal guard who knows every sin she hides. Prince Aerion Solarys; noble, gentle, and destined for the throne... but drawn to Lyra in ways that could destroy the kingdom. Both men want her. Both men would kill for her. But as ancient magic awakens beneath her skin, Lyra discovers she wasn't brought to the palace for punishment, she was brought to choose a side. In a world where crowns burn, power seduces, and desire kills... love might be the most dangerous magic of all.

Jenna Carter fled Redemption Creek ten years ago, leaving her high school sweetheart Colt Richardson waiting at the altar. Now she returns broke, bruised, and desperate, only to discover Colt has become president of the Devil's Reign MC-the club that destroyed her father's legacy. When her abusive ex Derek sells her to the ruthless Serpent MC for fifty thousand dollars, Jenna must choose between freedom and the dangerous man who still owns her heart. But Colt has his own plans, and they involve keeping Jenna in his bed and under his protection, whether she wants it or not.

The daughter of the Winslow family and the mafia leader of the Yates Group were born as enemies, their families locked in a feud that spanned generations. And yet, somewhere in the clash of blades and pride, love took root. On the day they first met, Lucien Yates should have killed Mira Winslow. Instead, he shifted the aim of his gun and spared her-saving the proud, untouchable daughter of the Winslow family before him. She could have run after being saved. Instead, she chose to fall-straight into the depths of his gaze. For three years, they lived together in secret. Mira was the only light in his endless night. And for her, Lucien allowed himself a dangerous fantasy-a grand wedding in Silvera, where their love could finally break free from the chains of their families' hatred. At the height of their love, she was willing to abandon her family name for him. And he was willing to stand against the entire underworld for her. On his thirty-second birthday, Lucien saw it with his own eyes-Mira handing over a hundred-page document to the head of the Winslow family. Soon after, the Yates Group suffered a devastating blow. The pain tore through him, drowning everything else. He couldn't believe that the woman who had shared his nights... had betrayed him. Mira knew nothing. The moment she stepped outside, she was taken. Iron chains clamped around her ankles. Seawater flooded her throat. The executioner let out a cold laugh. "This is Lucien's order." Until her final breath, she believed it was the man she loved who had sentenced her to death.

Scarlett Hart thought she had everything—a powerful father, a promising future, and Ethan Blackwood, the Alpha she planned to marry. Until the day she caught Ethan in bed with her best friend. When Scarlett threatened to expose them, Ethan wrapped her in a loving embrace... and stabbed her to death. As her soul watched from above, she saw Ethan become the city's beloved Alpha. But before he could enjoy his victory, Damien Blackwood—Ethan's billionaire half-brother and the family's infamous "failure"—walked into the Alpha ceremony and killed him in front of thousands. Only then did Scarlett realize the truth. The man she loved murdered her. The man she ignored died avenging her. When Scarlett wakes up two years in the past, she has one goal: revenge. This time, she will expose every lie, destroy every enemy, and protect the father Ethan poisoned. But there's one problem. Damien remembers everything too. And the man who died for her in their last life has no intention of letting her face her enemies alone. Betrayal. Revenge. Billionaire secrets. A second chance at love. After her rebirth, Scarlett won't marry the Alpha who killed her. She'll marry his brother.

Leo’s shining star is back in town. Madeline, the formidable Luna of the Jensen Pack, hands me a check, her expression cold and unyielding. “The real deal has returned, so you, the knock-off, should step aside.” Her tone is sharp, the authority of a Luna cutting through the air. “A million dollars. Leave my son.” I stare at the check, my eyebrows knitting together. My wolf stirs faintly in the back of my mind, a quiet whisper of unease, but I push it down. This is not the time for her to voice her concerns. Madeline’s lips tighten, her gaze narrowing. “What? Not enough?

I, Michael Smith, faced betrayal at my bonding ceremony when Vivian Luis revealed her child Jack and true mate Kevin Davis. Rejected, I called Selena Charles, my lifelong pursuer, and we bonded. Vivian and Kevin harassed me, even trashing my home and hosting a mating feast there. Selena rescued me, exposing their fraud-Jack was a stolen pup. Vivian and Kevin were punished, while Selena and I built a life together...

He bought her womb. He never expected to lose his heart. Athena was sold like an animal to a ruthless Alpha who wanted an heir-not a wife. Marked as his breeder, she was his to touch, to hold, and to use. Athena suffered in silence, hiding the truth that she was his fated mate, hoping he would one day love her. But when she could no longer endure the pain, Athena fled-taking with her the one thing Alpha Raphael truly wanted: his child. And she vowed to make him pay for treating her as nothing more than a slave. Can the man who once shared her bed and haunted her dreams win her back?Or will Athena fall for the new Alpha who offers her something she never had-freedom and love?

After seven years of marriage, the protagonist is betrayed by her husband, whom she helped build his company from the ground up. He cheats on her with an old university girlfriend: Rosalía, an ambitious woman determined to win him back, no matter who she has to destroy. Rosalía is the daughter of a billionaire magnate who, upon discovering his daughter has gotten involved with a married man, decides to take matters into his own hands... in an unexpected way: he proposes marriage to Amelie, the betrayed wife. Mr. Feldman, Rosalía's father and an old friend of Amelie's father, agrees with him on a contract with clauses that obligate Amelie to accept marriage to the powerful businessman, right after her divorce. But upon marrying Mr. Feldman, Amelie becomes the target of hatred from Damián, her new husband's eldest son. He is convinced that she is only after financial gain and sets out to make her life impossible. However, what neither of them expects is the terrifying proposal that Mr. Feldman makes: he wants his son to impregnate his new wife to continue the family legacy. Damián flatly refuses and, as punishment, loses his CEO position in the company. Ironically, it is Amelie who takes over the role. What follows is an intense war between them, marked by contempt, desire, and constant tension. Despite the initial rejection, both feel an attraction impossible to ignore. The story unfolds as a passionate enemies to lovers tale, charged with drama, eroticism, and office romance. But their relationship won't be easy: they must confront Amelie's ex-husband, an obsessed man unwilling to lose her, and Rosalía, the antagonist determined to destroy everything that stands in her way. A story of forbidden passion, redemption, and female empowerment, with all the ingredients for a good development: family drama, power, desire, betrayal, a repentant ex, and enemies who won't be able to resist love.

For five years after an accident stole his memory, my husband Ethan treated me like a ghost. He flaunted his affair with his mistress, Kasey, while I endured their daily cruelty, hoping the man I loved would return. My escape was planned to the last detail, a contract that would give me back our gallery and my freedom. But they found out. Kasey framed me for hurting her children, then had them spray acid on my hands. Ethan, consumed by her lies, dragged me to a museum for his final, brutal act of punishment. He had my mouth, eyes, and ears sewn shut. Then he hung me upside down for the world to see. He thought he had broken me. But he didn't know about the hidden cameras. Or the powerful family I had kept secret. They left me for dead, but they only started a war.

I spent a decade learning to save lives as a trauma surgeon, only to discover my parents had sold mine to the highest bidder. To end a turf war, I was forced back into the underworld to marry Ivan Hughes, a rival mob boss known for his brutality. I thought I was just a pawn in a business merger, but then my steady surgeon’s hands began to tremble, and a metallic taste filled my mouth. I ran my own toxicology report in secret. Positive for arsenic. My mother wasn't just forcing me into a loveless marriage; she was slowly poisoning me. I broke into my father's safe and found the truth: a birth certificate for Ivan’s secret son with his mistress, and a chain of emails between my mother and my fiancé. "The dosage is being increased," my mother wrote. "By the wedding night, she will be too weak to protest. You can dispose of her quietly after the heir is secured." My blood turned to ice. They were using me to transfer my trust fund to Ivan, planning to bury me and replace me with his mistress before the honeymoon even started. They thought they were killing a helpless girl. They forgot that a surgeon knows exactly where to cut to cause the most damage. I taped a microphone to my ribs beneath my white silk gown and walked onto the stage of our engagement gala. I didn't take the microphone to say "I do." I took it to burn their empire to the ground.

After three years together, the man who had once promised to marry me, Babur Caldwell, threw me out the moment he got into Redmont University. "Valeria, a pretty little fool who only knows how to dress up, how could you ever be worthy of someone like me, a future elite of Gilded Row?" Later, when I, Valerie Quinn, became the Financial Queen admired by thousands, he knelt in front of me, sobbing, begging for another chance. Holding the bouquet Kearney Smith had sent me, I answered in the same tone he had once used. "Sorry, Babur, someone as short-sighted as you isn't worthy of an elite like me."

I was the perfect Mafia wife, my dowry the foundation of my husband's ambition. I paid for his Yale degree, his tailored suits, and the very mansion he called his own. My reward? He paraded his mistress into my bedroom and declared her his second wife, expecting me to silently finance their affair. They thought they had broken a merchant's daughter. They forgot I was raised by wolves. Armed with a blood chit—a life debt owed to my family by the most feared man in Chicago—I walked into the lion's den. I went to Damien 'The Wraith' Falcone, the Dark Don who rules the Outfit with an iron fist, to demand a simple annulment. But the King of Chicago isn't interested in simple transactions. He saw the steel beneath my silk, the vendetta burning in my eyes. He granted me my freedom, but at a price: my allegiance. Now, I'm a pawn in his lethal game of thrones, caught between a treacherous husband I swore to destroy and a ruthless Don who looks at me with a terrifying, possessive hunger. In a city built on loyalty and betrayal, I'm about to teach them all that a queen's wrath is the deadliest weapon of all.

Scarlet Young harbors a deep-seated vendetta. When she was just 10 years old, her world shattered when her own father, David Young, ruthlessly took her mother's life. That wound never healed, instead fueling Scarlet's resolve for revenge. Now, she's ready to unleash a cold, calculated retribution, targeting David Young, her stepmother Sarah, and her stepsister Vivian Young. They will all taste the bitter destruction she once felt. In executing her ruthless mission, Scarlet finds herself up against Lucas Becker, her first love whom she thought was long buried. Ironically, Lucas is now Vivian's devoted boyfriend, standing as the first line of defense to protect Scarlet's stepsister from any threat. Scarlet decides to snatch Lucas from Vivian, not out of love, but as a weapon to obliterate Vivian's feelings. With her charm and intelligence, Scarlet approaches Lucas, rekindling old memories and playing a dangerous emotional game. Slowly, the line between her mission and her feelings blurs. The old love she thought was dead now begins to blossom again, threatening to derail the meticulously crafted revenge plan.

The pain came in waves, each one stronger than the last. I gripped the edges of the hospital bed, my knuckles white as another contraction tore through me. "Ava, stay with us," Dr. Mitchell's voice seemed distant despite her face hovering just above mine. "We're losing you." I tried to focus on her words, but darkness crept at the edges of my vision. The monitors beeped erratically, their rhythm matching my faltering heartbeat. "I can't... I can't do this anymore," I whispered, feeling something warm and wet spreading beneath me. "That's it, Ava, push!" The nurse's voice was urgent. "The baby's almost here!" But I couldn't push anymore.

Emilia thought finding her husband with another woman was the worst moment of her life—until she learned his mistress was pregnant, and her marriage was nothing but a business arrangement. Cast aside as "broken" and "worthless," Emilia loses everything. But when Alexander Sterling, a powerful businessman with his own vendetta against the Wilsons, offers her a chance at revenge, Emilia seizes the opportunity to rebuild herself. As she dives into the ruthless world of corporate warfare, she discovers her own strength—and a legacy tied to her late mother that could change everything. Betrayal lit the fire. Revenge gave her purpose. Now, Emilia must decide who she truly wants to become.

The crystal chandelier above our penthouse living room cast fractured light across Trevor's face as he collapsed at my feet. His Armani suit—the charcoal one I'd always loved on him, back when love meant something other than a weapon—wrinkled as he pressed his forehead against my lap. The cashmere of my dress grew damp with his tears. "Please, Iris. Please." His voice cracked like expensive porcelain hitting marble. "I can't do this anymore. Five years. Five goddamn years of you looking through me like I'm a ghost." I kept my hands folded in my lap, fingers laced with the same precision I'd once used for port de bras. My wedding ring caught the light—fourteen carats of irony. "I know I don't deserve it," he continued, his shoulders shaking.

The warning sirens blared through Silver Moon territory, their piercing wail sending every wolf into high alert. I clutched the hand of a terrified six-year-old, pulling her along as we rushed toward the community center's exit. "Luna Mabel, we need to hurry!" Delta James shouted from the front door. "The rogues are breaching the eastern perimeter!" "I know, I know," I whispered, my voice steady despite the chaos. "We'll get everyone out safely." My wolfless nature made me slower than the others, but I refused to leave any pack child behind. Ten years as Luna had taught me that protection wasn't just about strength—it was about courage and commitment. "Emma, stay close to me," I instructed the little girl whose parents were deployed on border patrol. "We'll get you somewhere safe." The community center was in chaos, children crying and pack members rushing in all directions. I counted heads quickly—thirteen children, all under twelve. Too young to shift, too vulnerable to leave behind.

Upon returning to the Silver Moon Pack’s mansion, I stared at the shredded remains of the Luna gown Seth had destroyed, the fabric now nothing more than a symbol of my broken mate bond. Quietly, I reached for my phone and dialed my father, the retired Gamma of our pack. “Dad,” I said, my voice steady but laced with exhaustion, “is it still possible to consider the offer from the Crimson Fang Pack?” A sigh came from the other end, heavy with concern. “Are you sure this time, Hadlee? No more enduring heartaches for that Alpha?” I touched the fresh cut on my neck, a wound that stung more than just physically. “Yes, I’ve thought it over. It’s time to move on.” Just as I hung up, Seth’s personal healer arrived, claiming he was there to tend to my wound. But the real damage was to my heart, and no amount of healing salves or bandages could fix that. I sent the healer away, my mind already racing with plans for my departure. The phone rang again, Seth’s name flashing on the screen.

"You have no idea how badly I want to make love to you," he responds with a shake of his head. "I love you so much," he continues and my heart melts. "I love you," I whisper back. "Okay, I'm going to make love to you now, Angel. It will hurt a little, so let me know if it hurts too much," he says and leans down to kiss me. "I'll be gentle," he tells me. Keeping his eyes locked on mine he shifts his hips forward slightly and enters inside of me. My mouth widens as he enters, and I feel a slight pinch. He was right, it does hurt, but it's not terrible. "Christ! You're the sun!" he calls out. I watch his face crumble. He buries his face in my neck and then he's above me again, his hands on my cheeks again. ... For 20 year old Alison Scott, love was never something she deemed herself worthy of. Not until he came along. With his tousled brown hair, lean muscular body and smile that ignited everything south of her body; he was unbearably attractive and intimidating to Alison. She thought he could never be interested in someone like her, until he was. Was living in the same household together with someone you want and need such a great idea? As they embark on this journey together, Alison discovers her own desires as well as all the secrets Isaac keeps.

The acrid smell of smoke still clung to Evelyn in the ambulance, her lungs raw from the penthouse fire. She was alive, but the world around her felt utterly destroyed, a feeling deepened by the small TV flickering to life. On it, her husband, Julian Vance, thousands of miles away, publicly comforted his mistress, Serena Holloway, shielding her from paparazzi after *her* "panic attack." Julian's phone went straight to voicemail. Alone in the hospital with second-degree burns, Evelyn watched news replays, her heart rate spiking. He protected Serena from camera flashes while Evelyn burned. When he finally called, he demanded she handle insurance, dismissing the fire; Serena's voice faintly heard. The shallow family ties and pretense of marriage evaporated. A searing injustice and cold anger replaced pain; Evelyn knew Julian had chosen to let her burn. "Evelyn Vance died in that fire," she declared, ripping out her IV. Armed with a secret fortune as "The Architect," Hollywood's top ghostwriter, she walked out. She would divorce Julian, reclaim her name, and finally step into the spotlight as an actress.

For two years, I played the perfect, silent wife to Damien Moretti, the ruthless Don of the New York mafia. But tonight, he threw a thick manila envelope onto our nightstand. It was an annulment. "Giuliana is back. She's dying, and I am done playing house with you." His first love had returned, supposedly sick with terminal cancer. He demanded I sign the papers and leave the penthouse immediately so he could rush to her side. He looked at me with absolute disgust, expecting me to break down and beg. When she later staged a fake assassination attempt to frame me, Damien blindly believed her pathetic tears. He dragged me to the hospital, ready to unleash his murderous wrath on me for daring to touch his precious white rose. I looked at the man I had shared a bed with for two years. He was supposed to be a powerful, calculating leader, yet he was completely blinded by a cheap liar and a forged medical report. He actually thought I was just a weak, greedy socialite who would quietly take the fall. He had no idea that behind my docile mask, I was 'K', the digital underworld's most elusive hacker. I calmly signed the papers, took his millions, and pulled the real security footage of his perfectly healthy ex. At tonight's family dinner, I am going to shatter her fragile facade and make the Don choke on his own stupidity before I walk away for good.