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Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

I wanted to be seen and heard and loved but I guess that will never happen. I am 19 years old living with my father and step mother always dreaming of the day my Prince Charming will come and save me from the tortures of my house hold. Nobody knows why I’m like this, why I always stick to my self. I feel dirty just thinking of it and hate my self for it. I will keep my mouth shut and live like I have always but he. The ways he looks at me make me what to destroy all the vows I made to my self. Cayden Black the schools heartthrob and his friends they call them selves the holy trinity but far from it Want to continue dive,into this new book

Nina Song transmigrates into the beast world—only to discover she’s become the most infamous “useless” female alive. She’s ugly, talentless, infertile, and utterly unloved by her parents. Her reputation is so terrible that everyone despises her. Her only saving grace? She has eight powerful and devastatingly handsome fiancés. Unfortunately, on the very day of the wedding procession, disaster strikes. Seven fiancés publicly break off the engagement. One outright runs away. Humiliated and abandoned, Nina is exiled by her scumbag father. And as if fate isn’t cruel enough—on the road to exile, she discovers she’s pregnant. With nowhere to go, Nina survives alone in the wilderness, struggling to give birth and raise her children by herself. She vows that no matter how hard life becomes, she will protect her babies at all costs. But just as her peaceful life begins to stabilize… Why do the children’s scumbag fathers start appearing one by one? Worse still, they’re none other than the cold-blooded fiancés who once rejected her. So now you want to snatch my children? Dream on! Except… they don’t seem to be here for the kids at all.

TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains dark themes, emotional and physical abuse, trauma, betrayal, humiliation, and mature content. However, it also delivers humor, sharp sarcasm, a doting (and dangerous) mate, and chaotic chemistry between the leads. ★★ Synopsis ★★ They called her wolf-less. A disgrace. A curse. The girl blamed for her brother’s death. The unwanted twin. The shame her pack never stopped punishing. For seventeen years, Isabella endured cruelty from everyone who should have protected her—her Alpha, her pack, even her own blood. Beaten down. Enslaved. Ignored. Yet she never broke. Until the night her first heat dragged her into a forest she was never meant to enter. That night, she met Lucain. A king who had been sleeping for centuries. Cold. Ruthless. Starved. A ruler who rejected fate, bonds, and the Moon Goddess herself. He took her blood to survive. He meant to kill her afterward. Instead, he marked her. A bond never meant to exist. A mate never meant to live. A king never meant to awaken. The mark ignites a secret no one was meant to uncover—one that places Isabella at the center of power, prophecy, and bloodshed. Now the packs want her dead. The Elders want to use her. And enemies far older than wolves are watching. Lucain has spent his existence proving he cannot be owned. No bond. No mate.No weakness. Isabella has spent her life learning how to survive. Forced together by fate and hunted by the world, they face an impossible choice. Bow to destiny and submit to the bond… Or burn down everything that ever tried to control them. Because when fate tightens its grip, the real question isn’t whether the bond can be rejected... It’s what happens when the girl everyone broke becomes the one thing a king cannot afford to lose. •♪♪• Hi, my name is Isabella. Follow me through a journey of survival, self-discovery, vengeance… and a dangerously unexpected love. #StrongFL #EnemiesToLovers #FatedMate #PowerCouple #fromHatefulToDotingHusband #DarkRomance #SlowBurnChaos

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

As the eldest daughter of Marquis Xuanping Mansion, Xie Wanqing grew up under the care of her parents and elder brother. Since childhood, a marriage was arranged for her with the Princely Heir of the Wuyuan Marquis Mansion. The two were childhood sweethearts, a perfect match celebrated by everyone. Everyone praised her for her blessed life, born into fortune without ever having to endure a hint of hardship. She thought so too. Until she had a dream, in which her fiancé brought back a mistress. That mistress was of maidservant origin but possessed a stunningly beautiful appearance. He cherished that mistress like a treasure, even at the risk of going against his mother’s wishes. He wanted to break off the engagement and marry the mistress, and it was only due to his mother's threat of her own life that he was forced to marry her. They shared tenderness and affection, giving birth to a firstborn, while she was merely a decoration with no power or favor, placed in the backyard and subjected to humiliation. Later, she awoke from the dream…

Xie Yunzhen went south to manage the floodings and brought back the widow of his childhood friend. At that time, they were still in a cold war. Ji Mingzhu, distracted, fell and bled on the spot. During the difficult labor, Xie Yunzhen refused to return to the mansion to see her, but instead took his childhood friend out of the city to enjoy the scenery. In despair, Ji Mingzhu passed away. Reborn, she just wants to stay far away from Xie Yunzhen. She began to look at other families, hoping to find a gentle and considerate husband. The man who was indifferent and distant to her, however, clung to her, "Ji Mingzhu, you can only marry me!" In the past life. Xie Yunzhen didn't expect that acting out of spite would make him miss Ji Mingzhu's last moments. She left. The child was gone too. His heart felt pierced by thousands of arrows, and he coughed up blood from the pain. Reborn, Ji Mingzhu wants to marry someone else. Xie Yunzhen's eyes turned red: Dream on!

Before rebirth, she was ruthlessly abandoned by the man she loved the most. After rebirth, she threw out a divorce paper, "I don't love you anymore, let's divorce." He is the all-powerful emperor of Stellaria, cold and heartless, with unpredictable moods. Facing the accusation from his young wife, he laughed wildly and confidently, "Who else can you love but me?" A certain woman made a domineering counterattack, picking up the little dumpling beside her, "Him, I love him the most." Melody Thorne, who had just been reborn, originally thought she could stand tall, but didn't expect to be unable to even walk, From then on, the cold-blooded president transformed into a wife-pampering maniac, afraid to break her if he held her, afraid she'd melt if he kissed her. She fought dregs, he provided the gun. She wanted stars in the sky, he immediately built a rocket to reach them. A reporter interviewed, "Mr. Quinn, how did you manage to conquer Mrs. Quinn who wanted to run away several times?" "By making babies."

He is the legendary king that rules the business empire with formidable power and influence. She is just a normal female student. A deal is made between them—a paper marriage with a validity of four years. Four years later, she turns away from the relationship without a backward glance. At first, she imagines that their worlds will never collide again, but he keeps bearing down on her, occupying her everything as he refuses to let go. Why is he interfering when she gets a bit closer to another man?! "Ethan Laurent, we've already split up! We're done! It's over!" “Oh really? Then you'll have to ask for his opinion first.” With that, he pushes a little bun into her arms with an indifferent expression. The adorable little bun looks at her with big, sparkling eyes.

Bai Yiran never imagined she’d enter a whirlwind marriage with Leng Yichen, the cold and powerful CEO of an empire—nor that their divorce would be just as swift. All she wanted was a quiet life, free from drama. But Leng Yichen had other plans. After the divorce, he shamelessly pursued her, pulling every trick to keep her close, determined to win her back and shower her with the kind of love that left the world breathless. Handsome young idols, scumbag exes, charming colleagues, eligible doctors—none could get within arm’s reach of Bai Yiran. Spoiled by his unwavering devotion, Bai Yiran would often toss her head and declare: “Ever since I married into the Leng family, I’ve been the only one he pampers! There are thousands of beauties out there, but he just has to spoil me—and only me! So I asked him, ‘Why not spread the love around a little?’ And guess what? He just won’t listen!”

The number one bachelor of the city, Qin Nanyu, has a mini-me son who's a prodigy. They hate each other. Qin Nanyu's biggest wish is to have an adorable daughter. One day, his wish suddenly became true -- "Baba, can I be a model and make money?" The money-obsessed little princess asked. "Of course." "Baba, can I go on TV shows and make money?" "Of course." "Baba, can I sell you for money?" Qin Nanyu: "..." Baby, if I gave you all of my money, can you sell your mom to me? One sentence synopsis: Boy-girl twins... one plus one. Read on to see how the alpha billionaire pampers his wife and kids!

Married for three years, they appeared to be deeply in love in public, but behind closed doors, he treated her with cold indifference. Having had enough of his neglect, she handed him a divorce agreement and left him. Unexpectedly, the usually aloof Chairman Xu began acting like a rascal post-divorce, visiting daily to mooch food and drink, and even wanting to share her bed? Outsiders all say, "Chairman Xu has deep feelings for his ex-wife, even after divorce he can't forget her and spoils her to no end."

-No rape.- The Alpha King was meant to produce a male heir. An alpha destined to be crowned the next ruler of Lunareth, the true Alpha of the Royal Pack. Instead, he had a daughter. From the moment she could understand it, Lynsandra knew her fate was never to rule, only to be given away. No matter her efforts, no matter her worth, she was not what the pack needed. So she left. She fled the Royal Pack, her father’s shadow, and the life chosen for her—only to learn that the world beyond was no kinder. Betrayed by the man she believed loved her, Lynsandra learned firsthand how easily devotion is taken for granted, and how little protection love truly offers. “Just look at you! You’re so dull, so boring! No man would want someone like you!” Lynsandra scoffed. “Watch me.” Two years later, the Royal Pack announces an Alpha Selection. Men from across the continent arrive with one goal: Lynsandra. To stand at her side, they must submit to an unconventional final trial. One that binds them not as suitors, but as something far more dangerous. The Luna’s Harem. Some come to dominate her. Some come driven by greed and ambition. Others enter for reasons of their own. None of them are prepared for what it truly means to stand beside her. In a world that never believed a she-wolf could be an alpha, Lynsandra is done proving herself and fully prepared to show them what power truly looks like.

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Rejection is supposed to break them. When Elara Moonveil is publicly rejected by her Alpha mate, she loses everything—her pack, her future, and the life the Moon promised her. But the bond does not break. Instead, it burns… and awakens something far more dangerous within her. As Elara rises from discarded to powerful, her rejected mate is forced to watch her become everything he feared—and everything he no longer deserves. With rival packs circling, ancient bloodlines stirring, and the Blood Moon counting down, survival demands more than fate ever promised. This is not a story about forgiveness given freely. It is a story about power earned, love chosen, and an Alpha who must kneel for the mate he once cast aside. A slow-burn werewolf romance series featuring rejected mates, brutal grovel arcs, strong female leads, and love that refuses to be owned.

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

Liora's life had been perfect until her hands crept their way down to her p*ssy, his image vivid in her head. She imagined him fingering her slowly just the exact way he used to. She imagined him slamming into her roughly without mercy. He is her ex. A man who should remain in her past. A man she should have forgotten when she left him to marry the Alpha of their pack. She thought life would be perfect living in luxury just as her parents painted it to be, but what she didn't expect was her life becoming nothing but a duty holder as 'the LUNA'. A repayment of her father's debt. Every night she craved to be touched, to be kissed, to be held, and to be fucked; and all she could think of was HIM. It was all in her imagination until the acclaimed son of her husband who she never knew existed returned home. And the man who had been her figure of pleasure happened to be that son. Caelum Zand... He isn't just ready to be her stepson. He is ready to bring her imagination to life. To be her greatest temptation. To be her forbidden fantasy... And her dirty secret. Not the love interest he once was. With eyes on Liora, Caelum is not just getting into her p*ssy but melting his way back into her heart. For Liora, would it be all about fantasy and satisfaction that her husband had never given her? With lines blurring, ill fate ready to consume them, and a secret big enough to destroy them both, what direction would their story head to? Or would it only remain Liora's dirty secret?

On the night of her engagement, Stella Norton, the adopted and unworthy second daughter of James Norton, is accused of infidelity and replaced by her own sister. Humiliated and heartbroken, Stella is cast out of the hall under her father’s orders while her mother looks on. In a daze of pain and betrayal, she wanders into a club, desperate to drown her sorrow—only to fall into the arms of a stranger ~Adrian Carter~ whose presence feels dangerously magnetic. By morning, she wakes to a shocking reality. Adrian holding out a marriage certificate. “Mate, we’re married,” he said. "What mate?" What marriage?" "We were never school mates, how do you call me mate?" She shrieked. Adrian Carter, the cold and mysterious heir of the Carter Empire had a secret no one knows…he is the Alpha of the most powerful pack in Crown City. But fate doesn’t stop at secrets. As their worlds collide, Stella discovers that her own past is far from ordinary. Hidden truths, prophecies, bonds, and dark forces begin to rise—testing not only their love but their very fate. Will their marriage survive the storm of destiny? Can love survive when destiny itself demands blood and truth? Or will it consume them both?

P.S; my first published story;-) "I don't know....I panicked,guilt is eating at me" he frowned at my words before speaking up softly "we're cool,it was a fucking mistake so let it go" " you don't get it we can't be cool" I replied shaking my head. We can't be cool because of your girlfriend "expanciate" he demanded "you'll want this eventually" soon enough he closed the distance between us standing right in my space making me shrink into the wall closing my eyes with his minty scent scrambling my brain "you don't know what I want" After a simple life with her aunt in England far from the darkness that seemed to engulf her,Camille Morgan comes back to Los Angeles for a smooth college life with her friends and no drama but that all comes to an end as she encounters Andre Makeila, a hotshot model she adore....her idol. things don't go all rosy with him as expected, events drift them apart and bring them together, brewing complicated feelings. she begins to tread and discovers his darkest secret of the past...... Maybe even darker than hers. Can they ever truly be free of their cruel pasts and embrace their future?

“You’re pregnant?” Caden Wayne’s voice was calm, almost gentle, but Adele could hear the threat beneath it. In his world, love didn’t exist. Only control did. For three years, Adele endured a cold, cruel marriage to the ruthless alpha king of the underworld who saw her as nothing more than a scheming gold digger. When she discovered she was carrying his child, Caden refused to believe the truth. Twisted by his stepmother’s lies, he accused Adele of betrayal—while openly taking countless lovers himself. When he tried to erase both her and the unborn child, Adele ran. Five years later, she is no longer the broken woman he left behind. Living under a new identity, Adele has rebuilt her life from nothing. She’s now a celebrated interior designer, raising her brilliant twins on her own—and admired by powerful men across the world. But the past doesn’t stay buried forever. When Caden finds her again, the ruthless alpha lord who once tried to destroy her is suddenly begging for a second chance. This time, Adele isn’t weak. She isn’t desperate. And she isn’t alone. With her children to protect and a future she fought hard to build, Adele must decide—why return to a man who never loved her, when she now has the world at her feet? Secrets, danger, obsession, and revenge collide in a dark romance where love is the most dangerous gamble of all.

“I bought you when your empire was crumbling, Seraphina. You don't get to leave until I say so.” For three years, Seraphina was the perfect shadow—a submissive, silent trophy wife to Silas Sterling, the most ruthless predator in New York’s concrete jungle. She endured his frost-bitten coldness and his suffocating control, living within the gilded cage of their marriage and waiting for a single spark of the man she once thought she loved. But on their third anniversary, the embers finally turn to ash. Seraphina walks into Silas’s study and commits the ultimate sin: she lays down divorce papers and asks for nothing. No settlement, no property, no legacy. She only demands her freedom. Amused by her sudden rebellion, Silas tears the documents to shreds, treating her like a convenient piece of upholstery that has finally stepped out of line. He thinks she has nowhere to go. He couldn't be more wrong. That night, Seraphina vanishes into the rain. She leaves behind the designer gowns, the cold diamonds, and a crumpled box in the trash with two unwavering blue lines—a secret heir Silas was never meant to find. By the time Silas realizes his "ghost" has escaped, Seraphina has already shed her submissive skin. She isn’t a beggar fleeing a king; she is the long-lost heiress to a rival empire, and she isn’t just leaving—she is ascending. When they meet again, the tables haven't just turned; they’ve been set on fire. Silas is no longer the hunter; he is the man begging for a glance from the queen who replaced his broken doll. But Seraphina is no longer the girl who prayed for his touch. She now possesses a heart made of the very iron Silas used to break her. Silas would destroy the world to find her. Now, Seraphina is ready to burn it down to keep him away.