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Let’s Divorce. Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice.

Three years of marriage. Three miscarriages. The day Stella Rowan lost her baby for the third time, Evan Wright was at the hospital with his sister-in-law, waiting for her to give birth to twins. When Stella walked out of the hospital, she finally made her decision. She handed her soon-to-be ex-husband a divorce agreement. “Let’s divorce. It’s for your own good.” “Divorce?” Evan scoffed. “You really think you can let go? And if you’re trying to hold on to me, don’t dress it up as doing me a favor. That fake concern is pathetic.” Stella just smiled. She didn’t argue. She turned and walked away. She really was doing it for his sake. After all, she’d found a new backer. Even though Evan sits atop Harbor City’s financial empire, he’s about to meet someone he can’t afford to cross. Once she cut ties with the past, Stella stopped pretending. One by one, her new identities came to light, leaving the Wright family completely stunned. Wasn’t she supposed to be the girl with no family backing, the easy target everyone bullied? A multinational CEO said, “Stella, get divorced already. I’ve waited long enough.” A financial tycoon declared, “Divorce. If you don’t, I’ll take the Wright family down.” An international lawyer smiled and said, “The divorce itself is easy. Stella, if you’d just look at me once, I’d have everything I need.” Evan had always believed Stella would never leave him. Not until the day he realized she had become someone far beyond his reach. In that moment, every assumption he’d ever made about her collapsed.

Alpha’s Rue: His Shunned Luna

He took away my choice of being marked. “I hate you.” I spit. “You think I want this?” He snickers. “Being mated to you is my worst nightmare come alive, but if you dare run from me? Make sure you can hide well because I will hunt you down, Mate.” ♡ I came back for one day. One stupid day to appease my father but now I’m trapped for life by a bond I never asked for. Alpha Kingston has a girlfriend, she's the Luna he and his pack desire not me. I was once his Bestfriend, the girl he would burn the world for but now I'm the one he’d burn to save her. Everyone says I'm the villian, but every villian has a story right? One they never tried to hear. I don't belong here, not anymore. Mooncrest has done nothing but break me, I want to leave but I'm the Alpha’s mate, and he promises to catch me if I run. Staying in Mooncrest brings back feelings I didn't know I had. Can King and I be as we were before or did I lose him forever without an explanation?

Billionaire's Match

After two years of marriage, Khloe Roswell went to reissue her marriage certificate—and discovered the document she'd cherished was a forgery. Determined to confront her husband, Trey Fox, she instead overheard the devastating truth: the man who had tenderly cared for her for six years had, in fact, been married for five—to their university’s advisor, who was six years older than him. She wasn't just his cover; he had branded her barren and forced her to raise his child with another woman. Disgusted, Khloe called the lawyer about her inheritance. Her declaration was simple and left no room for doubt. "I am unmarried. I have no children. The assets are mine, and mine alone." With that, she walked away without a backward glance. Trey, smug and convinced she had nowhere to go, waited for her to come crawling back. He never imagined the day he'd see Khloe again in a marriage alliance broadcast to the nation. Now, she stood in the spotlight, commanding unimaginable wealth, side-by-side with a man at the pinnacle of power—basking in the world's envy.

The Alpha Slipped Inside The Wrong Sister

The bed was wet beneath me, soaked, my thighs jelly. A grunt, one so husky brushed against my ear as he moved. "Don't tell Kimberly," Alpha Ryan groaned. I shudder beneath him. Kimberly was his future Luna. She was also my sister. I looked up at him beneath my lashes. "Don't tell my sister you're inside the wrong one?"

Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done

Like many women who refuse to give up until they hit a dead end, Winter Scott once tried to make a man like Chris Xander fall in love with her. But after three years of marriage, they were nothing more than strangers. When she was brutally attacked and her life was hanging by a thread, Chris wasn’t with her. He was by the side of his former love. Winter forced herself to let go. Yet the powerful man she thought she had left behind refused to disappear from her life. Step by step, he closed in on her, cutting off any chance of a new romance in her life and blocking every path of retreat. “You’re the one who insisted on marrying me back then,” he said coldly. “As long as I don’t agree to a divorce, you’ll never be free of me.” Winter looked at him coldly. “Sorry, Mr. Xander. Game over. This marriage ends when I say it ends.”

Second Chance for the Barren Luna

“If you can’t provide an heir, you’re a Luna in name only. I need more than a worthless, barren omega cosplaying as a Luna!” My Alpha husband Jason’s words cut deeper than any silver blade. For three years, I have kept the truth from him. He thinks he married a weak omega. But the truth? I am the Alpha King’s daughter. I wait eagerly for his return from a victorious war, ready to reveal who I truly am. Only to find him walking back with his mistress, Viki, who has already carrying his pup. “You have two options,” Jason snarls, eyes cold. “Lose your status as Luna and go back to being a useless omega. Or stay for Viki and help raise my heir.” Pushed to my breaking point, I accept his rejection and return to my father’s kingdom. I think my heart is dead but fate has led me to a dangerous second-chance mate. Worse, Jason can’t let me go that easily.

Mafia Vengeance

DARK ROMANCE!My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes."Look at me!" He roared.I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so, I kept my head low, squeezing myself in to the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge."M-mov-e away." She stuttered badly.The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes.The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up.My eyes met his and.............

Mafia Men III - Mancini's Bride

In the bustling city of New York, a notorious womanizer and underboss of the underworld, Scott Mancini, finds himself in an arranged marriage with Allegra Rossi, a sweet and spirited choir girl who has been raised with rigid religious values. Despite her captivating charm, Allegra's appearance is modest and old-fashioned, often dressed in layers that make her look like a wedding cake—but not in a delectable way. Her bold and assertive nature, however, irritates the egoistic Scott, especially when she shows no interest in him. Nevertheless, Scott has always been one to embrace challenges, and he realizes that wooing Allegra won't be an easy feat. As their wedding day nears, the question on everyone's lips remains - will Allegra be the one to finally tame Scott Mancini, or will she be consumed by the dark and dangerous world that he inhabits?

His Broken Angel

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The Mafia Boss’s Silent Bride

Amber has pretended to be mute since the car crash that killed her stepbrother and stole her stepsister’s hearing, guilt-bound by her mother’s one rule: she doesn’t get to be the one who’s fine. When her stepsister Isabel vanishes the night before her wedding to ruthless mafia boss Nikolai Volkov, Amber is handed over in her place. But Nikolai already knows she’s not the bride he was promised, and he married her anyway. What Amber doesn’t know is that he orchestrated the swap himself, and that his silence hides an obsession years in the making.

The Mafia King’s Accidental Wife

She crashed into his world. He claimed her as his own. Now they're both in danger of losing everything. Chloe Woods didn't plan to marry a crime lord. She planned to escape one. But when her desperate flight from a monster leads her to crash through the gates of Dante Donovan's estate, she stumbles into the arms of a far more dangerous man. One who doesn't ask questions. One who doesn't negotiate. One who takes what he wants and dares the world to stop him. By sunrise, she's his wife. By nightfall, she's his obsession. Dante Donovan built an empire on blood and secrets. He trusts no one, loves no one, and answers to no one. But the fearless, infuriating woman who insulted him to his face and kissed him like she was daring him to want more has become his greatest weakness. She's chaos wrapped in silk. A rebellion in heels. A complication he should eliminate. Except he can't. Because Chloe Woods is the key to the revenge he's spent a decade planning. Her father destroyed his family. Her fiancé wants her dead. And Dante? Dante wants to possess her so completely that she forgets she was ever anyone else's. But Chloe isn't a woman who belongs to anyone. She's a woman who burns down empires just to watch the flames dance. As rival families close in and buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Dante must choose: use his accidental wife as a weapon in his war, or protect her with his life. And Chloe must decide: run from the man who terrifies her, or surrender to the only man who has ever made her feel alive. Some marriages are made in heaven. This one was forged in hell. And neither of them is walking away.

Sins of the Vor’s Daughter

The safest cage is still a prison. In the blood-soaked underworld of Saint Petersburg, Danika Voronin has spent twenty-three years as her father’s golden trophy—beautiful, watched, and never free. When an anonymous hit lands on her head, the city’s most ruthless mafia don slams the gates shut and assigns her a new shadow: Kazimir. He is cold. Massive. Unmoved by her sharp tongue and prettier rebellions. He anticipates every escape, erases threats with terrifying speed, and watches her with an intensity that feels less like duty than hunger. Late-night inches become stolen heat. Every glance is a death sentence. Every touch is treason. Then Danika finds the encrypted files in his private vault, and the world splits. Kazimir is not a hired gun. He is the last heir of the rival bloodline her father butchered. He did not take this post to protect the Voronins. He took it to burn them from the inside and put a bullet in her father. Except the killer fell in love with his mark. Now a traitor is carving a coup from the shadows, and the man who was supposed to end her life is the only thing standing between her and a grave. The bedroom door no longer stays locked after midnight. The gun outside it has already chosen treason. Danika has one choice left: is the man holding the gun her ruin… or the only salvation she will ever want?

PROMISE ME, JAKE

They say promises are made to be broken and people who have committed mistakes should be given second chances. Just how many broken promises can a loving heart take? And how many second chances can a wounded heart give? ~~ Barbara ‘Bobbie’ St. Clair has it all. The fame, the looks, the riches… the boy. Although this was her status in life, Bobbie never lacked compassion and kindness for other people. These qualities draw people closer to her. However, after the death of her grandparents, Bobbie’s life took a complete turn. Loneliness and grief became her biggest challenge, but with the help of Jake West, she survived and came out stronger. He became her buoy that kept her afloat. Although a bad boy and playboy in people’s eyes, Jake West devoted himself to his family and to his girl. Apart from his love for football, he made sure to put the people he loves first before his needs. Never in his wildest dream that he thought would he need to choose between these two. When life’s biggest game was laid in front of him, it’s time to choose between playing and quitting. How will Jake keep Bobbie from sinking when he, himself, will drown in his family’s dirty secrets? ~~ [Mature content] Cover by DOBOLYU V

His Mission

Emily has a mysterious secret. She's been beaten by her stepfather for a decade, but everything changes when she meets the town's handsome gang member, Jake Melvin. Jake rescues Emily from the toxic situation and makes her smile again. However, his mission has not finished. The two teenagers escape from one dangerous sea and end up drowning in another. When life consists of facing bloody danger, cruel betrayal and unbelievable heartache, where will their relationship go? And will Jake and Emily survive?A heart breaking teen fiction with a criminal element that will definitely blow your mind. Series Order - His Mission, His Miracle, His Heir. Spin Off - SUGAR

Speak To Me

Chasity Dawson is the shy daughter of a housemaid and Joe Bandit is the school's "Golden boy" and the son of the family her mother works for. One-night Joe texts her, and asks her for a favor that involves a mysterious unmasked culprit, leaving photos of Joe and his family at their doorstep every week for years. This mystery leads to a growing attraction between Joe and Chasity. Along with deadly secrets that were best left alone. Secrets… that could get someone killed.

Don’t Tell Our Parents

“If you’re going to dig your nails into my back to make him watch, sweetheart, at least do it right. Make him think I’m actually tearing you apart.” The Plan: Fake-date the university’s star hockey player to drive my cheating ex-boyfriend, Leon, completely out of his mind with jealousy. It was supposed to be a simple, transactional arrangement. He needs a tutor to keep his GPA high enough to stay on the ice, and I need the ultimate weapon of mass distraction to get revenge on my ex and my backstabbing best friend. The Catch: I didn’t know the arrogant, tatted forward who practically rules the campus arena was him—Lael De La Fontaine. The exact same guy I mistakenly drenched with a bucket of ice water while he was caught in a scandalous hookup with our assistant coach. And the exact same guy who just sat down across from me at my mom’s official engagement dinner. When our parents happily announce their upcoming marriage, the smug, wicked grin on my new stepbrother's face tells me everything I need to know. He has absolutely no intention of letting me off the hook for ruining his shirt—or for discovering his darkest secret. If anything, he’s thrilled. Now, we’re sharing a house by weekend, a library table by afternoon, and a filthy, breathless lie by night. But between the bruising grips on my hips meant for the crowd and the venomous, needy promises he whispers in my ear during "study sessions," the lines of hatred are bleeding together. He’s supposed to be helping me play my ex. So why does it feel like the billionaire's son is rewriting the playbook just to keep me for himself?

THE BAD BOY GOT ME PREGNANT

I am the invisible boy on campus—the quiet nerd who hides his Omega subgender behind oversized sweaters, high calculus scores, and medical-grade suppressants. Until my suppressants failed at a pitch-black frat party, and Jaxon Hilton—the university’s untouchable, tattooed Alpha bad boy—mistook me for a wild female Omega in heat. Two months later, I walked right into his packed fraternity house, looked him dead in the eye, and dropped the cold math: "You got me pregnant." ---------------------------- Now, I’m trapped inside Jaxon’s towering Alpha frame, flooded with terrifying physical strength and dominant instincts I don't know how to control. And lying in front of me is my own original body—with Jaxon’s soul shoved inside it. I have to use his fearsome reputation to protect my own body from the consequences of his choices. As for the arrogant campus king? He’s about to wake up in a fragile frame he never respected, forced to endure the physical reality of the pregnancy he tried to ignore.

The Rockstar and the Quaterback

It all started with a forbidden kiss and a dare. Savannah knows that she has no business being in love with her brother's best friend, superstar college quarterback Nolan Charlestone. So when he kisses her unexpectedly one night at a party, she doesn't know what to believe. Especially when a cute but kind of annoying British rockstar moves into her apartment.

His First Love Crashed My Wedding

On my wedding day, my fiance's first love appeared at the wedding ceremony wearing the exact same haute couture gown as mine. I watched them stand together at the entrance, greeting the guests as if they were the bride and groom. Maintaining a calm expression, I complimented them, saying they looked like the perfect couple—beauty and brains, a match made in heaven. She burst into tears and fled the scene. He, however, didn't hesitate to humiliate me in front of everyone, accusing me of being petty and narrow-minded. When the wedding banquet was over, he left for what was supposed to be our honeymoon—with her by his side. I didn't argue or cause a scene. Instead, I quietly booked an appointment for an abortion.

Wives at War

My best friend and I married the Luther brothers. I married the older brother, a legendary specialist in childbirth. My best friend, Autumn, married the younger brother, the CEO of a pharmaceutical company. On my birthday, my husband’s crush, Kirsty, scared me into early labor by sending me the carcass of a rotten, dead cat. Autumn rushed me to the emergency room. The doctors had their hands tied as I went into premature labor with a case of amniotic fluid embolism. With the last of my strength, I turned to my husband for help. Instead, I was berated. “So I missed your birthday. Do you have to make a big deal out of it? Why are you lying to me? Kirsty’s pet dog is having puppies. I need to help with the birth, so stop getting in the way!” Later, Autumn took charge and operated on me. I managed to pull through, while my baby was rushed to the ICU. Autumn tearfully called her husband, pleading for the specific medication produced by his company. “Kirsty’s dog is struggling in labor. I’m making a nutritious meal for it. You sure are good friends with Bella to take turns stirring up a fuss. Don’t you have anything better to do than act out in jealousy?” In the end, I lost my child. My heart shattered into pieces. “I want a divorce, Autumn.” “I’m with you! The cheating bastards don’t deserve wives.” We filed for divorce, and the brothers panicked.

Seriously? A Divorce?

I accidentally stumbled upon numerous explicit videos on my husband's computer while tidying up his desk. The videos showed him in bed with my unmarried best friend. The relationship between my husband and me had been platonic ever since I gave birth 40 years ago. His reason was that he was no longer capable of physical intimacy. Now, it felt like my entire life had been a sham, despite all my efforts for my family.

Love Was My Regret

At my engagement party, my fiancee's male best friend pulled my pants down in front of over 500 guests. I desperately grabbed my belt and demanded to know what the hell he thought he was doing. He thought I was making a fuss over nothing. "I just wanted to see what color underwear you're wearing." As he spoke, he held up the Besties Chat Group, which included my fiancee, Justine Severin. A poll was underway. "What color underwear will Henry Banks be wearing today?" There were eight people in the group, and seven had voted. Justine only replied, "Cut it out." I froze, then turned in disbelief toward my impeccably dressed fiancee standing behind me. Justine frowned. "Everyone was just messing around to liven things up. Don't take it seriously." She turned back and continued chatting and laughing with the other guests as if nothing had happened. At that moment, I suddenly realized just how rotten the woman standing before me was. I took off my engagement ring and dropped it into a champagne glass. "Let's call off the engagement."

My Secret Lover Pretends I Don't Exist

I notice only two seats left in the conference room—one near the trash can, and the other next to Anthony Sharp, my secret boyfriend of three years. I'm about to walk over when Queenie White, my best friend, suddenly pulls Mia Farrell, my younger sister, over to sit next to Anthony. "You have a cold. You should sit here since the draft is weaker here, Mia." Anthony pulls out the chair for Mia, takes off his suit jacket, and offers it to her. "You should wear this." I freeze right in my tracks. Meanwhile, everyone in the work group chat goes wild over Anthony's actions. "Mr. Sharp personally pulled out a chair for Mia! He even gave her his suit jacket! That's so sweet!" "They're definitely dating! They're basically flaunting their relationship! I'm so here for this!" Anthony doesn't even spare me a single glance during the two-hour meeting, clearly trying to keep our relationship under wraps. I point out the flaws in Mia's proposal and offer suggestions, but none of them are taken seriously. Yet, when Mia coughs just once, Anthony immediately orders his assistant to turn up the AC. I suddenly realize Anthony is deliberately ignoring me. If he doesn't want to acknowledge me, then I don't want him either.

The Day I Took a Different Path

Before graduation, my boyfriend, Landon Freeman, my two childhood friends, Clyde Medina and Mason Rivera, my best friend, Willow Castillo, and I set out on one last road trip through the Northwest. We plan to complete the entire loop together. However, on the third day, one of our vehicles breaks down, leaving us with a four-seater. Without the slightest hesitation, Landon hands me a ticket for a six-hour bus ride. "You don't get carsick, so bear with it for a while. We'll wait for you at the next stop." Willow offers to take my place, but Clyde and Mason immediately stop her. "You just threw up yesterday. Why are you trying to be a hero?" Landon chuckles as he helps unload my luggage. "She's tough as nails, and she has never been one to hold a grudge." As usual, I agree. Yet, six hours later, I arrive at the small town we'd agreed to meet in, only to find out that they'd changed course at the last minute and gone to another city. In the group chat, the four of them are gathered around Willow, having a barbecue and beaming. Not a single one of them remembers to tell me. All of a sudden, I see the pattern I've been blind to all these years. Whenever Willow feels cold, three jackets are waiting for her. Whenever she's tired, everyone stops. Yet, the more sensible I am, the more they expect me to be the one who makes sacrifices. This time, I don't want to chase after them anymore. I buy a ticket back home and reach out to the out-of-town company that I turned down two weeks ago. "Hello. I'd like to accept the offer." I don't want this group of people who've been by my side for more than a decade anymore.