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My doctor gave me weeks to live. But when I went to tell my family, they didn't care about my terminal cancer. They were too busy comforting my adopted sister, Isabell, over her latest "flare-up." They manipulated me into signing over my multi-million dollar company and my entire fortune to her. Then, my husband announced he was renewing his wedding vows-with Isabell-to lift her spirits. Even my eight-year-old son begged me to support them, for his "sick" Aunt Isabell. Stripped of everything and left to die, I was a ghost in my own life, watching them celebrate my demise. But as I collapsed in a hospital parking lot, I made one last call to the estranged best friend who had warned me about them all. She rescued me, flew me to the world's best oncology center, and made a single promise. "You're not dying. And when you're better, we will burn their world to the ground."

I sat at the head of the mahogany table, the heavy heirloom emeralds around my neck marking me as the future Queen of the Cosa Nostra. But the man beside me—Jax Viles, the most feared Don in New York—had his hand resting possessively on the thigh of the woman sitting to his right. She wasn't his fiancée. I was. The humiliation didn't stop at dinner. Jax moved her into my home, turned my dance studio into her closet, and when she pushed me down a flight of stairs, he stepped over my broken body to comfort her because she was "shaken up." He started a bloody gang war just to defend her honor, yet ignored my desperate calls warning him of an ambush. To him, I wasn't a partner. I was furniture—a fixture that was expected to be silent and useful. He would burn the world to ash for her, but for me, he wouldn't even skip a meeting. So, while he was out celebrating his victory for her, I didn't wait for him to come home. I left the engagement ring in the trash can next to the toilet. On his desk, I left a single note: "I release you from the oath. I hope she's worth the war." By the time he realized his mistake and came looking for his shadow, I was already gone, ready to become the Queen of my own life.

Vivian thought her marriage to New York’s powerful Don Lorenzo Capone was built on true love and sacrifice. After he survived a bullet for her, they wed, and he ruled his empire while appearing devoted only to her. However, their third anniversary reveals a devastating lie: Lorenzo has a secret family with an arms dealer’s daughter. Dismissed as a fragile doll, Vivian refuses to break. Instead, she turns to the FBI to dismantle his world with the ultimate betrayal.

After I was Murdered, My Mother Autopsied My Body follows a tragic tale of neglect and vengeance. While a vengeful criminal tortures his victim, the boy's parents—a lead investigator and a forensic pathologist—ignore his final calls to watch their other son's match. The killer mocks the parents' indifference toward their biological child. When the mutilated remains are eventually discovered, the parents condemn the murderer's cruelty, never realizing the victim is their own son.

"Let's play a game." "What game?" "One that involves you not screaming." ★★★★★ I'd been the perfect girlfriend to my star hockey player for two years. Stood in the rain at his practices. Drove hours just to watch him warm benches. Wore his jersey like it meant something. And he repaid me by fucking his way through half of Chicago-including the sister of the one man he's been obsessed with for years. Zane Mercer. The NHL's most dangerous player. My stepfather's worst enemy. And the man who looked at me like I was something worth destroying the world for. One impossible offer. One desperate bet. One night that changed everything. Zane doesn't do fake. He doesn't do half measures. When he tells me I'm his for two months, he means it. In every way that matters. But Zane has secrets buried so deep they connect to my family's past in ways I never imagined. Dark secrets. Deadly ones. What starts as a transaction turns into obsession. What starts as revenge turns into something I can't walk away from. And what starts as a lie might be the only truth that matters. They say some men are too dangerous to love. They're right. But I was never good at following warnings. ★★★★★ This book contains explicit sexual content, dominant/possessive behavior, morally gray characters, family conflict, and themes that may be triggering. Intended for mature readers 18+. This isn't your normal hockey romance. It's dark, raw, and unrelenting-where obsession, desire, and power collide, and nothing is off-limits.

When Wanda Lawson collapses during a boot camp, her instructor Joseph Jensen kicks her life-saving medicine into a river, believing she is faking. After diving in to save her, the protagonist is eventually murdered by Joseph, who blames her for the downfall of his true love, Ella. Now reborn on the day of the incident, she refuses to intervene. As Joseph's cruelty leads to his own ruin, she navigates a world of billionaire stakes and mystery to reclaim her future.

I stood outside the mahogany doors, balancing a tray of espresso, when I heard my husband promise his sister that my reign as the Queen of Chicago was over. I thought being the Don's wife meant safety. I was wrong. In a warehouse reeking of rust, faced with an ultimatum from our enemies to choose who lives, Brennan made his choice. "Alyssa is strong," he justified, shielding his mistress, Debbi, who was faking a pregnancy. "She knows the life." He walked out into the sunlight with her, leaving me in the dark with a gun to my head. He abandoned me to be tortured and murdered by his rivals, weaponizing my resilience to absolve his guilt. He thought I died that day. He even mourned me after he eventually found out Debbi was a traitor. But he didn't know the new security guard was an undercover FBI agent who pulled me from the edge. Two years later, I've built a quiet life running a bistro in Maine under a new name. But then the bell above the door chimes during the lunch rush. I look up, and there he is. The husband who sacrificed me. He's looking at me not with guilt, but with a terrifying, obsessive hope. He says he burned down the world to fix his mistake. He says he won't let me go again. I smile, but my hand is already reaching for the wire the FBI gave me. I'm not a wife anymore, Brennan. I'm the executioner.

I thought my boyfriend, Dillon, was my knight in shining armor, the one person who saw me in a family that treated me like an intruder. I was wrong. He and his best friend, Ethan, drugged me, took explicit photos, and leaked them to the entire university to shatter my reputation and force me out of their lives. My own mother, more concerned with her social standing, called me a slut and abandoned me. Then, Ethan sent his thugs to corner me in an alley. They humiliated me, assaulted me, and in the struggle, I was stabbed and left for dead. Lying in a hospital bed, I overheard the truth. Dillon's feigned apology was a lie; he was leaving me for his "true love," Erika. Ethan's only regret was that I hadn't died. "You're alone," he sneered. "No one will protect you anymore." He was right. I was alone. But when I returned to the house to pack my things, I discovered the last precious thing I owned-my grandmother's jade bangle-had been stolen. That was the moment something inside me finally broke. Or maybe, it was the moment I was finally pieced back together. They wanted me gone? Fine. But I wouldn't just disappear. I would make them pay for every single tear.

Childhood sweethearts Leo Carter and his mate shared an unbreakable bond forged in blood after she survived an assassination attempt meant for him. As the Alpha of the Wolf Tribe, Leo builds a grand amusement park to prove his devotion. However, three months into her pregnancy, she discovers evidence of his hidden infidelity. Determined to escape his deception, she consumes a witch's potion to sever their fated connection and vanishes, leaving her former life behind.

Seven months into her pregnancy, Rebecca discovers that her Alpha mate, Christopher Scott, is betraying her with his secretary, Scarlett. Not only is Scarlett carrying his child, but Christopher plans to usurp Rebecca’s Luna duties to favor his mistress. He waits until Rebecca is in labor to hold a promotion ceremony at a sacred altar. However, the celebration is cut short when the Alpha King arrives to defend his daughter against Christopher’s cruel disrespect.

To marry Olivia Grant, the hidden heir of Crestfall City’s most powerful family must endure Diane Grant’s humiliating "son-in-law training." For three months, he works as a delivery driver, facing steep financial penalties and isolation from his social circle. On the final day of his trial, Diane blocks his path to demand an exorbitant wedding gift, unaware he is carrying life-saving medicine for her own son. Realizing her greed knows no bounds, he reconsiders revealing his vast fortune.

After five years of building Riven's failing pack into a powerhouse, his fated mate expects a mating ceremony. Instead, he imprisons her on false charges of infidelity to install his pregnant mistress as Luna. Riven rejects her with a silver-edged blade, unaware he has just discarded the Alpha King's daughter. Now, the strategist who forged his alliances is taking back every ounce of power she gave him. Without her influence, his empire will crumble while she ascends to her true throne.

After five years of devotion to Vincent Bonanno, the heir of a powerful mafia dynasty, his wife finally walks away. Tired of being second to another woman and ignored by her billionaire husband, she leaves with signed divorce papers and a hidden pregnancy. Now a successful artist and mother, she has built a new life far from his cold power. However, Vincent is now tearing the world apart to find her. He seeks redemption for his past neglect, but his former wife may never let him back in.

As an ancient, wealthy vampire, I transformed my penniless human lover Damien and his dying family into immortals, funding their lavish lives for years. However, my generosity is met with betrayal when Damien demands I surrender my seat at a rare, high-stakes vampire gathering to his childhood sweetheart. Supported by his ungrateful family, he casts me aside. In response, I strip them of their stolen immortality, reclaim my massive estate, and sever them from my bloodline forever.

Handed over to the cold Mafia lord Marco by her father, the heroine of Rebellious Princess is expected to learn discipline. She fights back with chaos, sabotaging his business and property, only to be met with Marco’s overwhelming physical claim. Though she falls for her captor, the discovery that his affection was a ploy to end her feud with her sister Karen changes everything. Playing the part of a tamed lover, she prepares her final escape, leaving the billionaire broken.

Diana Wales, known as "Assassin Bloody," was a top assassin with a secret past. She was an orphan who became a skilled spy and killer in New York. Diana fell deeply in love with James Fallon, who had saved her from drowning. However, James betrayed her, cheating on her and attempting to kill her. Given a second chance, Diana was reborn as Brielle Smith. She remembered her past and sought revenge against those who hurt her. An unexpected and whirlwind marriage led her into the arms of James' uncle,Enzo Ricci who turned out to be the ruthless mafia boss of New York City. With every resource at her disposal and secret identities to unlock, Brielle's revenge was within reach. But what happens when the ruthless mafia boss becomes clingy?

Eight months pregnant, Selene is pushed off a cliff in a brutal betrayal. While fighting for her life in a hospital, she overhears her billionaire husband, Jacob Langley, confirming the tragedy was his plan. To ensure his late lover's daughter inherits Selene’s fortune, Jacob sacrificed his own child and Selene’s future fertility. After six years of lies, Selene realizes her marriage was a sham. Now, she prepares to turn his cruel ambitions against him.

The scent of lilies still clung to my clothes, a cloying reminder of my daughter Shannon' s tiny casket, yet it was the stench of betrayal that truly choked me. At her graveside, I saw Harlow Faulkner, my closest friend, standing too close to my husband Antonio, her hand possessively on his arm. Then, Antonio hissed, "Francesca, darling, not now," his smile pasted on for onlookers, but his eyes were ice. He' d brought me breakfast in bed, protected me from critics, built an empire with me. Now, he was a stranger. My accusation ripped from me: "You left her alone, Harlow! You left my baby alone, and she died!" Harlow whimpered, "It was SIDS, a tragic accident." Antonio roared, "You're making a scene!" He then revealed the nanny cam was "broken," confirming my darkest fear: he knew. He was part of it. When Antonio' s hand instinctively went to Harlow' s stomach, whispering, "Is the baby alright?" my world shattered. He had a new family. He was erasing Shannon, erasing me. They sent me to an institution, electroshocked and drugged me, then forced me to sign divorce papers. But as I lay broken, a cold, diamond-sharp resolve hardened within me. He thought he could erase me. I would remember everything.

I was trapped under a massive oak bookcase, my leg shattered, dust filling my lungs. My husband, Dante, the Underboss of the Chicago Outfit, finally found me. But just as he lifted the heavy beam to free me, his earpiece crackled. It was news about Sofia, his childhood friend and the woman he truly loved. "She scratched her arm on the car door, Boss. She's hyperventilating. She won't board the jet without you." Dante froze. He looked at me, bleeding on the floor, secretly ten weeks pregnant with his child. Then he looked at the door. "It's just a broken leg, Elena," he said coldly, slowly lowering the crushing weight back onto me. "You are a doctor. You know it's not fatal. Sofia needs me." He ran to comfort a woman with a papercut, leaving his wife and unborn child to be buried alive in the rubble. I miscarried alone in the dark, tracing the number of a divorce lawyer on the floorboards in my own blood. Three days later, while he was peeling grapes for Sofia in a VIP hospital suite, I packed my medical degree and a single gym bag. I didn't go to a hotel. I boarded a military cargo plane to a war zone in South Sudan. By the time the Ice Prince realized his castle was empty, I was already thousands of miles away, and I wasn't coming back.

My husband, Rodger Hayes, was a renowned chief negotiator, famous for his integrity and firmness within the circle. When my son and I were kidnapped, with three hostages at the scene, the kidnappers agreed to release only one. Among the women and the boy, Rodger should have chosen to save the boy first. Yet, I heard him saying in Spanish fluently, "Release the woman in white." His first love, Jolene Chapman, was freed, while my son, Jacob Hayes, died from a gunfire. Later, Rodger explained the situation flatly. "The kidnappers chose to release Jolene." I cradled Jacob's ashes and smiled sadly. Rodger didn't know that I was fluent in Spanish, as I had been a special forces member. His lies crumbled before me. My phone vibrated, and I confirmed the encrypted message. "Falcon returns to base."

After five years of marriage, Alessandro’s world shatters when Stefano Calderone becomes Don and claims his brother’s widow, Camilla. Despite Stefano’s promises of a future together, his nightly visits to Camilla lead to a pregnancy and a new marriage. Heartbroken, Alessandro decides to take his son, Niccolo, and leave the villa. Stefano remains unaware that Alessandro is the hidden principessa of a rival mafia family in Sirelia and never needed the Calderone name to survive.

Helen, wife to the powerful Don Lorenzo, receives a disturbing photo from his secretary, Ava. Attempting to purge the Falcone estate of "leeches," Ava tortures a woman she assumes is Helen’s mother. But as Helen sits safely with her parent, she realizes the victim is actually the Falcone Madre, identified by her signature heirloom ring. When Helen attempts to intervene, the arrogant secretary dismisses the truth, unaware she has just brutalized the most sacred member of the mafia family she claims to serve.

For six years, I played the perfect, submissive wife to Wall Street titan Francis Castro. I suffocated my own ambitions to fit into his conservative world. But while I waited alone at a Michelin restaurant, a news alert popped up. My husband had just dropped millions on an aquamarine diamond necklace for his "muse," Chanelle. The real nightmare began when I rushed home to find our five-year-old son in severe anaphylactic shock. I frantically called Francis from the ambulance, but he manually rejected my calls. He couldn't leave the bidding war for Chanelle's PR launch. When he finally arrived at the ER, Chanelle was right beside him, wearing that blinding multi-million-dollar necklace. He didn't ask about our dying son. "Why weren't you watching him?" he demanded, his voice hard and accusing. And when my son woke up, hazy from the drugs, he rejected my touch and reached for Chanelle instead. Francis just stood there, praising Chanelle for knowing exactly how to calm him down. I stared at the three of them looking like a perfect, happy family. Six years of swallowing my pride, only to realize my husband would let our son choke to death just to buy another woman's smile. The last thread of my heart snapped. I handed him the divorce papers, demanding zero alimony. Then, I drove to a hidden Brooklyn loft, cut off my hair, and unlocked my safe. It was time to resurrect my true identity—the legendary fashion designer, Ember.J. I am going to burn her empire to the ground.

After eight years of devotion, a woman saves her surgeon boyfriend, Milton Woodard, from a fatal accident. While others expect a marriage proposal, she chooses to end the relationship and walk away. Reborn after a previous life of unimaginable cruelty, she remembers how Milton mutilated her and left her to die during a forced pregnancy. Though he bets she will return like a desperate lapdog, she is determined to escape his deadly obsession and rewrite her tragic fate.