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I knew my husband, Alessandro De Luca, was the Don of the most powerful Famiglia on the East Coast. What I didn't know was that our five-year marriage was built on another woman's grave. On our anniversary, I found his hidden safe. The code wasn't our wedding date or our birthdays. It was August 14th—the day his first love, Isabella, lost her family. Inside was a shrine to her: photos, dried flowers, and a love letter promising her a "castle in the clouds." There was nothing of me, not a single trace of the five years I'd given him. When he found me, he crushed her locket in his fist and threw it all into the fireplace. "Are you done now?" he asked, as if my heartbreak was a tantrum. He offered a trip to Sicily to "fix" this, then sneered that I had nothing without his name or money. But it was worse than that. He brought Isabella back, gave her my position at the charity I built, and paraded her at our annual gala, publicly claiming her as his own. He humiliated me in front of our entire world, siding with her after she staged a scene to make me look jealous and unhinged. He roared at me, "Caterina, what the hell is your problem?" while he comforted her. So I showed him. I walked over, poured a glass of champagne over his head in front of everyone, and said, "That is my problem." Then I walked out of the ballroom, out of his life, and sent him the separation papers. This wasn't a fight for his love anymore. It was war.

For the seventh time, I stood at the altar, pregnant with his child, waiting to marry Justice Keith. And for the seventh time, he abandoned me. His phone rang, and just like that, he was gone-rushing to the side of his "fragile" stepsister, Kamala, who was supposedly having another panic attack. He pushed me aside in front of everyone, his family sneering that a "new-money girl" like me would never understand their loyalty. This was the man who baked her special cakes in the middle of the night while ignoring my own hunger, the man who had left me at seventeen other almost-weddings and rehearsals. But this time, as I stood there in my wedding dress, the humiliation was a physical weight. I was tired of being his second choice, the understanding fiancée he always came back to with empty promises. So I walked out. I cancelled the wedding, shattered his family's priceless heirloom, and secretly terminated the pregnancy that tied me to him. I wasn't just leaving anymore. I was going to spend the next seven years meticulously planning how to burn his entire corrupt, old-money empire to the ground.

For five years, she has been the perfect wife, carefully managing every dose of Kian's post-transplant medication. But on their fifth anniversary, her twenty-eighth birthday, she comes home to a silent Manhattan penthouse and uncovers a truth that shatters everything: her husband gave away their child to his mistress. The love that once defined her curdles into a dangerous, all-consuming rage. In this modern romance thriller, she plots a ruthless reckoning—one that will leave Kian and his mistress paying for what they took.

Lydia Darnell was framed by her family, abandoned by her billionaire husband, and killed. But death sends her back three months before the murder, and this time she refuses to be a pawn. She won't take the fall for her sister's crimes or beg Adrian Blackwell for scraps of affection. Instead, she quietly dismantles the gilded cage that once trapped her, her revenge precise and merciless. As Adrian watches the wife he ignored transform into a woman he can't live without, his obsession grows—but a kind architect named Lucas Costello shows Lydia what genuine love feels like. By the time Adrian realizes the woman he destroyed was the only one who ever loved him, his second chance may already be too late.

My unborn child died because my husband ignored my desperate pleas. He chose to prioritize a staged emergency from his manipulative adopted sister, Holly, leaving me and my own sister to be brutally attacked by thugs. As I bled out on the street, my sister, Jayde, finally got him on the phone. We heard his voice, calm and soothing, telling Holly everything was fine. When Jayde screamed that I was having a miscarriage, he accused us of being dramatic. "This is exactly what Holly warned us about," he said coldly, before hanging up. In the hospital, the doctors confirmed the worst. My baby was gone, and I could never have another. Jayde's hands, the hands of a brilliant concert pianist, were permanently crippled. Our husbands, the men who were supposed to protect us, had abandoned us for a lie. But as I stared at Jayde' s ruined hands and felt the crushing emptiness in my own body, a cold resolve solidified within me. They thought they had broken us. They had only forged us into something far more dangerous.

Clara Hart spent three years in darkness, but when her vision finally clears, the first thing she sees is her husband, Alexander, tangled with her cousin. Instead of tears, she chooses silence. She signs the divorce papers without a word, reclaims the billionaire empire her family left behind, and—with attorney Julian Vance at her side—takes the helm of Hart Group, determined to dismantle Alexander’s world piece by piece. Only when his fortune crumbles does Alexander realize his blind wife witnessed every betrayal, and her revenge is only beginning.

When Aurora is assigned to serve the son of her Don and Alpha, she enters a world of lethal power plays. Dante, the formidable new Capo Dei Capi, issues a ruthless ultimatum: she must use every tool in her arsenal to extract information and impress him. To prove her worth and secure her position, Aurora must navigate a treacherous game of seduction and loyalty. In this intense werewolf mafia story, a simple job becomes a battle for survival and dominance.

After being kidnapped and tortured by a pack of dogs and sadistic socialites, Christopher Bowman is rescued by his sister Claire and fiancee Heather. He suffers horrific injuries, but his relief is short-lived. While recovering, he overhears a chilling confession: the two women he trusted most organized his abduction to ensure Samuel wins a prestigious competition. Realizing he was merely a sacrificial pawn and a replacement, Christopher decides to cut ties with his betrayers forever.

On my wedding day, the wedding planner looked at me with pity in her eyes. She told me the groom had called with a last-minute request. He wanted the name on the floral arch changed from "Elena" to "Sofia." Five years of loyalty to Dante Romero, and I found out he was planning a "secret" ceremony with his mistress an hour before ours. He claimed she was dying of cancer. He said it was her final wish to be a bride, and that as a good mafia wife, I should understand. He swore it was just charity. But I had seen the texts where he called me "furniture." I had watched him step over my body when I fell down the stairs at a club, just so he could leave with her. And this morning, I watched Sofia walk into the hotel lobby wearing *my* custom French lace wedding dress, smirking as she clung to his arm. Dante thinks I'm crying in the bridal suite. He thinks I will sit in the front row of his "fake" wedding and wait for my turn like a dutiful puppet. He is wrong. I wiped my tears and picked up my phone. I didn't cancel the wedding date. I just changed the location to the ballroom next door. And I changed the groom. As Dante says his vows to his mistress, I am walking down the aisle to meet the only man the Romero family fears. The Reaper.

Alyssa Kirk believed she had it all: a vast inheritance, a loving fiancé, and a secure future. That illusion dies when she overhears her uncle and fiancé discussing her murder for insurance money. Worse, her fiancé is having an affair with her cousin. Surrounded by greedy guardians who hire investigators to shame her, Alyssa refuses to be a victim. She seeks out Ayaan Carter, the city's most feared billionaire, and proposes a chilling bargain: absolute protection in exchange for the impossible heir he cannot conceive. In this high-stakes modern romance, she must outmaneuver a family of predators while navigating a dangerous alliance with the devil himself.

Joey Hertza sacrificed her mobility to save Wales Price, yet three years later, the billionaire rewards her with public humiliation and infidelity. While guests mock her at her own birthday party, Joey reveals a secret: she has regained her hearing and hears every insult. Disillusioned by Wales's broken promises, she decides to disappear. By commissioning a lifelike corpse for their upcoming wedding, Joey prepares to stage her own death and escape his shadow forever.

She buried her identity as the heiress of a powerful family to build a quiet life with her fiancé, Jefferey. But after choosing their dream villa, a bank alert shattered everything: $7.8 million from their joint trust fund had been wired to a woman named Jessie Barr. Hacking his tablet revealed the truth—Jessie was his secret lover, and they shared a four-year-old son. His messages proved their three-year romance was a long con, using her money and connections to fund his hidden family. But Jefferey made one fatal mistake: he forgot who she really was. Now she's dialing a number she abandoned years ago, ready to accept a marriage alliance and gut his company.

Two years into running her own company, Alice is harassed by former classmates in a group chat. Her high school bully, Vivian Spencer, has supposedly found her wealthy biological parents and is throwing a party to celebrate. When Vivian tries to hide her past cruelty as a joke and offers Alice a job, Alice notices something shocking: Vivian's father has the same profile picture as her own. Realizing that Vivian is two months younger than her, Alice decides to attend the event to uncover the truth about her family's secrets.

I wake inside a stranger's body, already bound into a blood-red wedding gown. The Ashfords have finally remembered their discarded daughter, but only to offer me as a disposable substitute for their precious Seraphina. My groom is the cursed Prince Regent, a crippled monster said to have buried three brides. My father calls it my duty to die so his real daughter can marry the Crown Prince. They expect tears and begging. Instead, I smile, raise two fingers, and demand two hundred thousand gold lions. At the castle, they try to shame me through a servant's door. I rip off my veil, lift a thousand-pound marble gargoyle, and shatter the iron gates, announcing the bride has arrived.

In her past life, she trusted her lover, Kade, and poisoned Alpha Regent Bertram to save her pack—only to watch Bertram drink with a sad, accepting smile and realize too late that he alone loved her. Kade locked her in a dungeon and revealed the truth: he and her adopted sister, Dayse, had manipulated her, framed her father, and slaughtered her family. Worse, the child she carried was Bertram's heir, conceived during a night Kade orchestrated. As his sword pierced her heart, her soul burned with bottomless hatred, and she swore to the Moon Goddess she would become a ghost of vengeance. Waking on her sixteenth birthday, she finds herself facing the drugged drink meant to ruin her life—and smiles as she forces it down her cousin's throat instead.

Michael Carter is an undercover FBI agent on a mission to take down ruthless mafia king Fernando Ramírez-the man he believes killed his sister. But getting close to Fernando means playing a dangerous game, one where seduction and power blur the lines between enemy and lover. When Michael uncovers a shocking truth, his thirst for revenge turns into a fight for something far more dangerous-his own heart. Now, torn between duty and desire, he must decide: destroy the man he swore to take down or surrender to the one thing he never saw coming. Love has never been more lethal.

Twenty-eight-year-old Nora Trent visits Denton General Hospital seeking relief from debilitating headaches and the unsettling sensation of being watched. However, her search for medical help turns into a living nightmare. Instead of receiving treatment for her hallucinations, Nora is confronted by a sadistic doctor in a white coat. Grinning twistedly, he declares he will fix her mental issues before swinging a chainsaw directly at her head. Can she survive this sudden, horrific trap?

My husband, a powerful tech mogul, stole my sister' s posthumous research award. He gave it to his young protégé. The same woman who killed my sister. He didn't just steal her legacy. He threatened to destroy my lab and my life's work-the cure for the very cancer that took our family-if I didn't publicly endorse his mistress. When I confronted him, he let her destroy my irreplaceable samples. Then, he had my hands, the hands of a neuroscientist, systematically broken to ensure I could never work again. He imprisoned me, forcing me to sign away my entire career and publicly apologize for crimes I didn't commit. He called it "discipline," a lesson I needed to learn. How could the man who swore to protect me become my personal tormentor? But as I lay in a hospital bed, broken and alone, a text message lit up my screen: "Need help? I owe your family a debt." He thought he had erased me. He had only forged me into a weapon.

Sara Hart's marriage to billionaire Damian Blackwood was never about love—just a contract to secure his inheritance and rescue her family's finances. Yet the cold arrangement slowly became real, until the night she overheard a conversation that made her believe Damian wanted her dead. Seconds later, her car exploded. For three years, the world believed Sara was gone. Now she's back under a new identity, determined to dismantle the man she once loved. As she infiltrates his company and quietly tears down his empire, she learns Damian has never stopped mourning her—and blames himself for her death. But the true mastermind behind the explosion is someone far closer than either of them ever suspected.

When Christian Conti dotes on her stepsister’s pregnancy, his wife realizes her marriage is a sham designed to secure a family heir. The Conti family expects her to accept the betrayal and raise the child as her own, but they underestimate her true power. By launching a massive financial divestment, she freezes Christian’s assets and cripples his empire. As his world collapses, he learns she wasn't just a spouse, but his entire lifeline. Now, she is ready to bury his legacy for good.

After a night of passion, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita cruelly rejects the wolf huntress Valerie Morozov as his mate and Luna. Though devastated and secretly pregnant, Valerie accepts the dismissal from her family’s sworn enemy. Her life takes a startling turn when the very man who abandoned her is brought into her infirmary beaten and shot. Now, Valerie must face the wounded Alpha who broke her heart while navigating their dangerous world of mafia ties and supernatural war.

When his uncle secures a high-value insurance policy for his ailing grandmother, the protagonist is forced into a deadly trap. Pressured by his mother to fulfill his family duty, he unknowingly administers poison instead of medicine. Framed by his relatives for financial gain, he is convicted and executed as a public villain. However, death is not the end. He awakens on the very night the betrayal began, determined to rewrite his fate in A Reunion Behind Bars.

After a decade of devotion, Leonardo is ready to marry Rachel Larson, only to overhear her call her secret lover a mere replacement. The betrayal culminates at the altar when her side piece interrupts the ceremony with a violent threat. Instead of defending her groom, Rachel chooses her lover, injuring Leonardo and threatening his life to save the other man. Shattered by her cruelty, Leonardo realizes their love was a lie and flees the country to start over.

She signed a three-year contract marriage with ruthless billionaire Julian Beaumont to pay for her mother's life support. She believed that being the perfect, obedient wife might make him see her—until his supermodel mistress crashed a board meeting to announce her pregnancy. Julian publicly humiliated his wife, ordering her to drive his mistress to the hospital. When she handed him divorce papers, he pinned her down and refused to let go. Days later, he demanded she smile beside him at a gala welcoming home his true love, Victoria. She realized she was never a person to him—just a disposable shield. As he raised his glass to toast Victoria before New York's elite, she stepped from the shadows in a breathtaking gown and walked toward the microphone.