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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Cast out from the Crane estate with nothing but twenty-six dollars, a woman finds an unexpected lifeline in a discreet job notice. Seeking safety from her past, she accepts a live-in position caring for three children at a Gold Coast mansion. She soon discovers her employer is Dante Bellandi, the powerful Don of a Chicago crime family. What began as a search for shelter evolves into a legal marriage and a fierce new bond. When her arrogant ex-husband returns to demand an apology, he is met by the Bellandi triplets and a husband ready to defend his wife’s honor.

Action Billionaire Mafia Modern Romance

9.6

Four Years Built On Deceit

9.6

For four years, I believed my fiancé, Damari, was fighting for us. I watched him endure his grandfather' s cruel punishments-exile, financial ruin, public humiliation-all because the old man supposedly refused to approve our marriage. I waited, believing his sacrifice was the ultimate proof of his love. Then I found the real document hidden in his office. It wasn't a rejection. It was an approval, stamped and dated, with a tiny, forged "not" scrawled in different ink. The entire four-year struggle was a lie. When I confronted him, he crumbled. He did it for his obsessive assistant, Cydney. "She can't live without me, Augusta," he pleaded. "She needs me." My world collapsed. His devotion wasn't for me; it was a performance to appease another woman. All his "sacrifices" were just a cruel way to keep me waiting while he played the hero for someone else. So when he abandoned me one last time to run to Cydney's side, I made my choice. I packed my bags, left New York, and started a new life, determined to never be anyone's second choice again.

Action Modern Romance

9.1

I Married My Ex-Fiancé's Dangerous Uncle

9.1

I stood at the altar in a fifty-thousand-dollar custom lace gown, waiting to marry the boy I had loved since I was five. But Silas didn't say "I do." He answered a phone call, turned pale, and bolted toward the exit as if the gates of hell had opened, leaving me to face five hundred of New York's most dangerous criminals alone. He left me for a waitress named Lola. The humiliation was suffocating. The elite of the Five Families looked at me with pity, a Genovese princess rejected for trash. When Silas finally returned, he didn't apologize. He showed up with hickeys on his neck, clinging to Lola, and had the audacity to suggest I become his mistress. He even demanded I hand over my dowry—millions in weapons and cash—so he could fund their lifestyle and "redecorate" with her. He thought I was still the innocent girl who would beg for his scraps. He didn't realize that in the moment he ran, a shadow had stepped forward to fill the void. Dante Moretti. The Don. Silas's uncle. The most feared man in the city looked at me with dark, predatory eyes and offered me a choice: be a victim, or be a Queen. "Since you are to marry a Moretti," Dante said, extending his scarred hand, "why not marry the head of the table?" I looked at the door where Silas had disappeared, then at the Reaper standing before me. "I do," I whispered. Silas thought he had ruined my life, but he only cleared the way for me to marry the monster who would burn the world down for me.

Action Mafia Romance

9.5

My Brother’s Spot Sparks a Hidden Identity

9.5

When Timothy is robbed of his exchange program spot by a bully claiming to be the heir of the wealthy Smith family, his older brother Matt intervenes. The arrogant student boasts of his family's donations to the school, supported by biased faculty. However, Matt realizes the boy is a fraud because his own family is the real Smith lineage. Infuriated by the deception, Matt calls his mother to expose the imposter and reclaim his brother's rightful place.

Action Billionaire Modern Mystery Young Adult

9.7

My Husband Chose His Mistress Over Our Dying Son

9.7

After her son’s tragic death, a grieving mother discovers a world of betrayal. Her husband, a powerful mafia figure, abandoned their dying child to protect his mistress. Consumed by rage, she leaves her life of submission behind to seek absolute retribution. As she navigates the dangerous underworld, she transforms from a victim into a lethal force. This tale of vengeance follows her journey to dismantle her husband's empire and make him pay for his cruelty.

Action Mafia Romance

9.2

Rebirth: Let the Spoiled Teacher Ruin Everything

9.2

Sienna's life ended in horror after she reported her eccentric teacher, Pauline Ashby, for replacing official SAT tickets with stickers and pink paper. Though her intervention saved her classmates' futures, they blamed her for Pauline's accidental death. Murdered by her childhood friend Caelum and her peers, Sienna unexpectedly wakes up back in the classroom. As Pauline unveils the sabotaged tickets once more, Sienna chooses silence to avoid her previous gruesome fate in this tense action mystery.

Action Horror Modern Mystery Young Adult

My Fiancée and Her Plus One

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