My Fiancée and Her Plus One

After a devastating lab explosion, the protagonist realizes his eighteen-year relationship with Beatrice Whitmore is over. While he lay bleeding on the ground, his fiancée chose to comfort Joseph instead of saving him. Ignored by the woman he planned to marry, he survives the ICU and makes a drastic choice. He contacts Professor Beaumont to accept a five-year assignment that requires his total disappearance, effectively canceling his upcoming wedding to start a new life away from her betrayal.

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The lab blew, and my girlfriend—Beatrice Whitmore—didn't even glance my way. She bolted straight for Joseph, wrapping herself around him.

When the dust settled, she climbed into the ambulance with him. I was still on the ground, bleeding out, and she didn't spare me a look. Eighteen years raising him, and apparently, that was all the space her heart had left.

My coworkers dragged me to the hospital. ICU, barely breathing.

When I finally clawed my way out, throat raw, I called my advisor.

"Prof. Beaumont, I'm in. I'll go. Even if it means disappearing for five years, I don't care."

That was supposed to be my wedding month. Not anymore.

After I was hospitalized, people streamed in to see me—family, friends, coworkers.

Beatrice? One call.

"Jojo's a mess. He won't eat unless I feed him. I really can't leave him right now. Take care of yourself, okay?"

Jojo. Joseph. Her "nephew."

Ten years together, and my life still ranked under him picking at his food. Pathetic.

Crazy thing is, she was the one who came after me first.

When people trashed me for being broke, she threw hands—literally yanked some girl's hair out and almost got herself suspended.

I was hooked on shrimp ravioli from this run-down spot across town. Didn't matter if it was pouring, she'd bring it to me.

Math? I sucked. She'd stay up all night fixing my screw-ups, drilling me until I got it.

She was the one who confessed, swore she wanted forever with me.

Now she's the same one bailing on me over and over—for Joseph.

Every throb in my wounds spelled it out—if she didn't love me, I wasn't holding on.

Twenty-five days later, I signed myself out of the hospital and grabbed a cab home.

The model aircrafts I'd spent weeks setting up? Gone. In their place—two giant Transformers.

The swing I built for Beatrice? Replaced with a tacky cartoon sign: [Jojo and Aunt Beatrice's Love Shack]. Two characters smacking lips like it was a joke.

Didn't need to ask. Screamed Joseph.

And like always, no matter how far he pushed it, Beatrice let him.

I laughed under my breath, punched in Joseph's birthday on the lock, and walked in.

Five days till I left with Prof. Beaumont. Just needed to pack.

Upstairs, I swung open the bedroom door—and froze.

Joseph. Shirtless. Lip bitten, chest scratched up.

Beatrice. Slip dress, curled into him like she couldn't breathe without him.

Black lace thong on the floor.

I thought I was ready for anything.

But that? In my house, in my bed? My blood boiled.

How could they do this to me?

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Imogen Montgomery was the perfect billionaire heiress, deeply in love and ready to marry her fiancé, Clark Ellis. That all ended the night her cousin Kathleen ripped the sapphire pendant from her neck and pushed her into a pool of toxic chemicals to die. Two years later, Imogen's eyes snapped open. But she didn't wake up in a hospital. She woke up tied to a stained mattress, trapped in the battered body of Briana, a teenage girl from the slums who had just been sold to a local trafficker. After violently fighting her way out of a cheap motel, she discovered the horrifying truth. Kathleen had taken over the Montgomery Group. She had locked Imogen's grieving parents away in a psychiatric facility as prisoners. And worst of all, Kathleen was now flaunting her stolen wealth online, preparing to marry Clark. A wave of pure, white-hot rage boiled in her blood. Kathleen had murdered her, stolen her family, and was playing the perfect grieving cousin. How was she supposed to fight back? She was just a runaway nobody now. If she tried to expose the truth, Kathleen's security would shoot her dead in the street. She needed a weapon. She needed a shield. She needed the one man Kathleen feared. Covered in mud and blood, Briana intercepted Clark's car in the freezing rain. She was going to infiltrate his home as his vulgar, unhinged fake mistress, and she would drag Kathleen straight down to hell.

Action Modern Romance

8.7

If I Had Known…

8.7

After a failed mission, the System offers a woman one final chance: she must successfully give birth. But six months into her pregnancy, her husband and parents force her into a horrific surgery to harvest her kidneys for her sister. Denying her pregnancy and refusing anesthesia, they watch as her childhood friend performs the fatal procedure. As she dies on the table, her baby lost, a terrifying supernatural shift causes her killers to descend into madness.

Action Fantasy Horror Modern Mystery Romance

9.5

My Secret Divorce From The Cruel Alpha

9.5

I believed Cason was my savior—until he staged the attack that nearly killed me and turned me into a breeding vessel for his dead brother's widow. When I finally uncover the truth, I quietly hand him a stack of territory documents. He signs without reading, not realizing he's just sealed our mate rejection and severed every asset. Freedom is within reach—until my father's emergency surgery demands fifty thousand dollars, and every account I own is frozen. Now Cason stands in my bedroom, the aphrodisiac incense burning through my veins, and offers a single, cruel bargain: give him an heir, or watch my father die. In this world, only he can save the man I love—and he knows it.

Action Modern Mystery Romance Werewolf

7.8

Rejected By My Alpha, Claimed By The Royal King

7.8

As the pack's weakest unshifted Omega, Elara always relied on Kaelen, the future Alpha who had shielded her since childhood. But when the warrior Seraphina arrives, Kaelen publicly casts Elara aside—giving away her berries, letting the pack mock her, and using his Alpha Command to force her to kneel. He declares he needs a powerful Luna, not a liability. Unable to reconcile ten years of devotion with a month of political games, Elara signs a departure contract for the distant Royal Academy, leaving his gifts behind. She walks away to live for herself, unaware that a royal king is about to claim her.

Action Fantasy Romance Werewolf Young Adult

8.3

Scars Of Betrayal: The Heiress's Revenge

8.3

I took the fall for my sister and endured three years of torment in prison. My knee was shattered, my body covered in scars, and I almost lost my life in that "accident". On the day I was released, clinging to the last shred of hope, I ran toward my fiancé Benito’s Maybach—only to hear his cold voice: "Your existence is just a nuisance." It turned out that the beatings and cigarette burns in prison were all arranged by him, paid for with his money. It turned out that the sister I had protected with all my heart had long been switching my medicine behind my back, hoping I would be completely crippled. At the family gala, they joined hands to strip me bare in front of the flashing camera lights. My father slapped me hard across the face and roared: "Why didn’t you just die in prison?" I smiled and tore apart my tattered dress, then dialed the number I had hidden in my heart for three years—the man who only understood blood for blood, his voice hoarse and alluring: "Turn around." This time, I will no longer be a toy to be manipulated. I will tear off their masks and burn the Stafford family to the ground. By the way, I will take back everything that belongs to me—including him, the one hiding in the shadows.

Action Modern Mystery

7.7

Seducing And Playing My Alphas

7.7

Five years ago, Zaria Blackthorne lost everything. Framed as a traitor's daughter, she watched her parents die, was betrayed by her fated mate, Callum Nightbane, and cast into prison-only to be saved by a monster who wanted to ruin her. That night, she should have died. But fate had other plans. Now, she's back. No longer the naïve girl who once begged for mercy, she has been reborn as Celeste Draven, the temptress of Nightbane Academy. With a new identity, a rare bloodline that makes her irresistible, and a body forged for seduction, she is ready to dismantle the lives of those who betrayed her-one sinful encounter at a time. But revenge comes at a cost. Three powerful men are obsessed with her and they are a tool in her revenge games and then she realised the deeper she played, the harder it becomes to keep the men in control. And what do you think will happen when the truth comes to light, and she discovered she was being played herself? Will she sacrifice her love for vengeance or allow her enemies to burn and claim the throne for herself? Dive into this story of betrayal, revenge, reverse haram, and obsession, where no man actually owns Zaria Blackthorne.

Action LGBT+Mystery Romance

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