Chapter: Chapter 97 – The Predator’s IllusionChapter 97 – The Predator’s IllusionDorian’s POVThe wind lashes my face like sharpened glass, slicing at skin already numbed by cold. Each gust feels like a punishment—like the world itself has turned against me. The sky is a bruised shade of gray, swollen with snow that falls in silent, suffocating sheets. Mist swirls around the skeletal trees, thick and malevolent, slithering through the branches like a ghost hunting for warmth.I can’t see. I can barely breathe.The forest is no longer a place—it’s a thing. Alive. Watching. Waiting.Every crunch of snow beneath my boots sounds like a war drum in this quiet void. The terrain warps before me, distances stretch unnaturally, and time feels like it's bending in on itself. I don’t know how long I’ve been wandering. Hours? Days? Weeks?Snow reaches my thighs now, dragging at my legs with every step like I’m wading through frozen cement. My muscles burn. My lungs rattle. My ribs scream with every breath, and even my teeth ache from the c
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Chapter: Chapter 96 – The Trap of ShadowsChapter 96 – The Trap of ShadowsLucian’s POVThe firelight flickers violently inside the war tent, casting dancing shadows on the canvas walls like spirits trying to escape. Outside, the camp bustles with distant clanks of weapons, the occasional howl of a restless wolf, and murmurs of soldiers preparing for the offensive at dawn. But inside this tent, it's just me, the maps, and the rising storm inside my head.We’ve been planning our next move for hours. Supplies calculated, routes marked, escape tunnels mapped in case of ambushes. The war is bleeding us slowly. Every step we take forward, we lose a toe in the process. And now, when I finally feel like we’re gaining ground, something presses into my mind—sharp and unnatural.A voice. “Lucian? Can you hear me?”I freeze mid-sentence, quill suspended over a blood-stained parchment. It’s not spoken aloud. It’s in my mind—threaded with magic. Ancient. Familiar.Theron.His voice isn’t laced with sarcasm or fury. Not filled with venom
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Chapter: Chapter 95 – The Burden of BloodChapter 95 – The Burden of BloodLucien’s POV“Gone?”Theron’s voice is barely more than a whisper, yet it slices through the chaos like lightning splitting the heavens. The storm howls above us, matching the fury building inside my chest. Rain hammers down in relentless torrents, soaking through our cloaks, armor, skin—down to the bone. The earth beneath our feet is soft and treacherous, sucking at our boots like it wants to drag us under. Thunder growls like a beast overhead.“Gone?” Theron repeats, his voice cracking, his pupils dilating as if he's seeing a ghost. “What do you mean—gone?”My fists clench so tightly that blood seeps from where my claws pierce my own palms.“She vanished.” I grit the words between my teeth. My wolf paces within me, on the edge of snapping. “Vanished from her room in the dead of night. No sign of forced entry. No scent trail. No packed belongings. Not even a freaking hairpin out of place. Cathy didn’t just leave. She was taken.”His mouth opens. No so
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Chapter: Chapter 94 – The Reckoning of BrothersChapter 94 – The Reckoning of BrothersSelene’s POVThe morning doesn’t begin. It erupts.The emergency commline beside our bed screams to life, its piercing chime slicing through the early hush. Lucien is already moving before I fully register the sound. His hand darts to the device, voice clipped, urgent. I can only make out fragments from the other end—words tangled in panic and static.“…no sign…vanished…no disturbance in her quarters…”Lucien’s spine stiffens. The line goes dead. He doesn’t speak. Just stares—hard and blank—at nothing, his jaw clenched so tight I hear his molars grind.“What is it?” I whisper, already sitting up, heart racing.He exhales once, a long breath through his nose. “Cathy is missing.”I blink, disoriented. “Missing? What do you mean missing—?”“She never left her room last night. Or so they thought. This morning, her bed was untouched. There were no signs of a struggle. No broken windows. No magic traces.”I swing my legs over the bed, pulling on clothe
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Chapter: Chapter 93 – Shifting Ground Chapter 93 – Shifting Ground Selene’s POVI barely remembered waking. Just warmth. My body molded into Lucien’s, our limbs tangled, his breath steady behind my ear. I stirred first, shifting to glance at the clock, but his arms only tightened.“Lucien, we have a full—”He cut me off, voice thick with sleep. “Let the world wait.”I laughed quietly, trying again to wriggle free. “You’re being ridiculous.”“I’m king. I can afford to be.”His lips brushed the back of my neck. I stilled. My pulse sped up. The moment stretched. I felt his hand splay against my stomach, firm and possessive.“Stay,” he whispered. “Just for a little longer.”Resistance? Gone. I melted back into him. Even my wolf rolled over in agreement, purring through our bond. I reached behind me, fingers threading into his hair. He responded immediately, his mouth trailing over my shoulder, igniting heat wherever it passed.There was no urgency, no frenzy. Only rhythm. Breath. The creak of the mattress and quiet sighs sha
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Chapter: Chapter 92 – Quiet FireChapter 92 – Quiet FireSelene’s POVHis lips brush mine again. We pause. Warm breath between us. His gaze stays on me. Steady. Soft. I smile without thinking. He does too.We laugh. Sheets bunched at our waists. The sound is small and close. The storm is behind us. We earned this calm.Lucien leans in. Voice low. “No one’s getting between us again. I won’t let it happen.”I touch his cheek. “Neither will I.”I guide him closer. His weight settles. I press a palm to his chest. I pull at his shoulder. He understands. He always does.We move together. Slow at first. Then sure. We do not rush. I breathe him in. He holds me like I am something he chose and will choose again.I pull back and look at him. No throne. No court. No rulebook. Only us.“Stay with me,” I whisper.“I will,” he says.We kiss again. I let the world fall away. The walls fade. The door is only wood. The bed is only wood and linen. He is real. I am real. That is enough.The rest belongs to us. The details stay in the d
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Substitute Bride to the Dying CEO
Ivy, the overlooked and unloved daughter, never expected to marry into the Hale family—especially not as a stand-in for her perfect sister. Forced into a contract marriage with Rowan Hale, a once-proud heir now confined to a wheelchair, Ivy faces a man whose charm has been replaced by bitterness and whose trust has been shattered by betrayal.
Rowan sees Ivy as nothing more than a pawn, another person scheming against him in a world that turned its back on him after his accident. But Ivy sees something different—a man whose wounds run deeper than his legs, a man worth saving.
Armed with her secret knowledge of medicine and her unshakable determination, Ivy makes a bold promise: Your legs can be healed. Despite his doubt, Rowan reluctantly lets her in, unaware that her care will not only bring him back to his feet but also restore his will to fight for his place in the world.
As Ivy helps Rowan reclaim his life and his legacy, their bond grows stronger, but the shadows of betrayal, family secrets, and a cunning rival threaten to tear them apart. In a battle of hearts and power, can Ivy prove she is more than just a substitute bride? And can Rowan realize that in saving him, Ivy might be the one person who can save herself too?
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Chapter: Chapter 5: Gold DiggerChapter 5: Gold DiggerIvy felt the sting of Rowan’s rejection, her heart tightening painfully, but she refused to let it show. She simply turned and walked away, the weight of the moment pressing down on her as she left the room. His coldness didn’t surprise her, but it still hurt. After all, they were strangers bound by a marriage neither of them had chosen.In the quiet of the hallway, Ivy wondered what it would be like if their roles were reversed. If she had woken up in a hospital bed, told she was married to someone she didn’t remember, would she feel the same confusion and resentment? It was hard to imagine, but it made her understand why he pushed her away.Shaking the thought from her mind, Ivy focused on the present. She took a seat on the sofa in the living room, the silence around her almost suffocating. Her mind already raced ahead, planning the three days she had left. This marriage wasn’t permanent. She wasn’t going to let it last any longer than necessary.Though Rowan
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Chapter: Chapter 4: Dearest wife, get lostChapter 4: Dearest wife, get lost. Ivy’s polite smile faltered, the weight of the old man’s words pressing down on her shoulders like a heavy stone. For a fleeting moment, she felt the crushing burden of his expectations, the weight of a promise she hadn't made yet was bearing down on her. But she steadied herself, pushing aside the discomfort, and lowered her head with respect. “Thank you, Grandpa. I'll keep that in mind,” she murmured, though the words felt hollow in her mouth.The old man’s gaze softened slightly, but his tone remained firm. “We’re family, child. No need for formalities,” he said with a wave of his hand. “Now, go check on Rowan.”Ivy nodded, her breath shaky as she turned toward the door. She couldn’t help but feel his eyes on her retreating figure, the sharp intensity of his gaze following her every movement. For a moment, the space between them felt like an abyss she had no choice but to cross.After a few beats of silence, the old man spoke again, his voice low
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Chapter: Chapter 3: GrandchildChapter 3: Grandchild"Ivy, let’s put the past behind us," Justin said, his voice oily with insincerity. He tried to appear genuine, but there was something too calculating about the way he spoke. "I still care about you. Look, Rowan’s a lost cause. He’s practically fucking dead. The doctors have said he’s beyond saving. If you stay by his side, you’ll be a widow before long. Let’s keep things between us quiet. Once he’s gone, everything he owns will be ours."Ivy felt her stomach churn. She hadn’t realized just how vile Justin was until this moment. The audacity, the shamelessness—it was suffocating."What if your brother doesn’t die?" she asked, her voice cold, cutting through the air like a knife.Justin hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by the question. "That’s impossible!" His words came out too quickly, as if he was trying to convince himself more than her. "The doctors have said there’s no hope. His coffin’s already prepared."Ivy’s lips curled into a mocking smile, her
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Chapter: Chapter 2: A life for a LifeChapter 2: A Life for a LifeThat night, a sleek black sedan pulled up to Ivy’s apartment. The driver, silent and efficient, navigated the winding streets of the city before coming to a stop in front of a mansion that looked out of place—ancient yet grand, like something from another time. Its towering gates opened with a soft click, revealing an estate that radiated a serene elegance, the kind of place where time seemed to stand still.Ivy stepped out, her heels clicking sharply against the stone driveway. A man, middle-aged with a neatly trimmed mustache and impeccable posture, greeted her. His presence was formal, yet warm.“Madam, welcome,” he said with a slight bow, his smile pleasant. “I’m Finch, the butler.”Ivy nodded politely, offering a small smile. “Thank you, Mr. Finch.”Without another word, Finch led her into the mansion. The interior was equally striking—luxurious, yet steeped in tradition. As they ascended the grand staircase, he gestured to the second floor.“This way
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Chapter: Chapter 1: The dealChapter 1: The Deal“If you ever want to see your grandmother again,” Clara began, her voice smooth yet tinged with menace, “you have two choices. Marry Rowan Hale in your sister’s place, or pay 10 million to free yourself from this responsibility.”The grand hall of the Calloway estate felt suffocating, as if the walls themselves were closing in on Ivy. Clara’s voice cut through the silence, cold and calculating.Ivy’s laugh was bitter, jagged. “You want to climb the social ladder so badly, but you won’t let your precious daughter marry a dying man? So, you come to me instead? You’re beyond pathetic, Clara.” She sneered, eyes sharp. “But go ahead, keep dreaming. You can’t threaten me.”Clara’s eyes hardened. A slow, cruel smile spread across her face as she leaned in. “Then I’ll send that old hag you call your grandmother straight to the crematorium. I’ll scatter her ashes so she’ll never find peace. That’s a promise.”Ivy’s breath hitched. Her heart dropped, but her gaze remained un
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The billionaire's secret babies
Mila Carson thought her life couldn’t spiral further out of control. One night shattered her future—a drugged betrayal, a fiancé she barely knows, and a crime she didn’t commit. Framed for the hit-and-run death of her fiancé’s mother, Mila faces betrayal from her own family and a death sentence for a murder she didn’t commit.
But when she discovers she’s pregnant with her fiancé Lowe Sterling’s child, Mila refuses to give in to despair. As the truth unravels, secrets and lies threaten to ignite a war between love, revenge, and survival.
Mila has one shot to clear her name, protect her unborn child, and expose the real culprits behind the conspiracy. In a world of manipulation and deadly alliances, can she find justice before time runs out?
For fans of Betrayal, second chances, secret babies, arranged marriage, high-stakes betrayal, and unexpected twists, this book is your next obsession.
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Chapter: Chapter 5: Get the hell out of my HouseChapter 5: Get the hell out of my HouseMadison’s face turned pale, and she asked, her voice laced with urgency, "The fuck you mean Mila?""Madam Sally, Miss Madison, have you prepared everything I asked for?" At that moment, a voice interrupted, light and brisk, with a tone that carried undeniable authority. Myla stepped into the room, her presence commanding attention as she raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze unwavering."Mila!!" Madison gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief as she jumped to her feet."How could this be possible... weren't you..." Sally stammered, her face drained of color. She blinked several times, trying to make sense of the sight before her. It was as if the world had tilted on its axis—how could this woman be here? Wasn't Myla dead?Madison stood frozen, her breath coming in shallow bursts as she stared at the woman before her. The years had clearly been kind to her, and yet, there was an eerie chill in the air that made it hard to believe what her eyes were
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Chapter: Chapter 4: She's back.Chapter 4: She's back.The pen glided over paper in smooth, deliberate strokes, its faint scratch the only sound in the still room. Fingers tightened briefly around it before resuming their steady rhythm. Lowe’s gaze flicked to the window, where the city lights blinked against the dark. A muscle in his jaw shifted, then stilled, as he returned to the paper, his movements precise yet heavy with unspoken weight.The door creaked open, and Mark, his assistant, stepped in with measured caution. His every movement was calculated, as though he feared one wrong step might trigger an unseen mine.“Sir, you asked to see me?” Mark’s voice was carefully modulated, pitched just right—respectful but not intrusive.Lowe’s hand paused mid-signature, the pen stalling against the paper. The sound of it being placed back on the glass desktop was soft, almost muted, but in the silence, it resonated like a gunshot. Slowly, he raised his head, revealing the face that had become synonymous with power and f
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Chapter: Chapter 3: MylaChapter 3: MylaFive Years LaterIn a bustling restaurant, a woman sat alone in the corner, her presence commanding attention. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, swept the room, and her beauty was undeniable. Despite the soft elegance she exuded, there was something fiercely determined about her—something that made her seem unapproachable, untouchable.This was Mila, though she went by Myla now.Beside her sat a little girl, her legs swinging beneath the table, her eyes wide and bright as she gazed at her mother. The girl’s expression mirrored Mila’s own—sharp, observant, unyielding.The television overhead buzzed with the latest news: “Carson Corp faces a financial crisis. Rumors suggest that Madison Carson, the now heir, may soon marry Lowe Sterling, potentially securing a partnership with Sterling Inc. No official confirmation has been made.”Mila tightened her grip on the chopsticks, her eyes betraying the coldness she felt inside. Five years had passed, and though the mall around h
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Chapter: Chpater 2: Time of DeathChpater 2: Time of DeathHer hands clenched into fists as tears slid down her cheeks. She had lost everything—but she wasn’t going down without a fight.She stood frozen, her hand trembling as it rested over her stomach. The weight of the truth slowly sank in, her thoughts a whirlwind of disbelief. A child… Her child.Her mind drifted back to that night—the warmth, the tenderness that Lowe had shown her, even if just for a fleeting moment. But it felt like a distant memory now, like something that belonged to another time, another life. Since then, she hadn't seen him. He must hate her now. The thought twisted in her gut. How could he not? To him, she was nothing more than the woman who had killed his mother, the woman who had betrayed him, who drugged him and climbed into his bed for her own selfish reasons. And now, standing on the brink of despair, sentenced to death for a crime she didn't commit, the child she carried felt like a cruel twist of fate.But despite the bitterness tha
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Chapter: Chapter 1: This wasn't the EndChapter 1: This wasn't the End"Kiss me." It was an order.In the dimly lit room, the air was thick and oppressive, the kind that could suffocate you. A deep, gravelly voice whispered near her ear, low and intimate.Mila’s body tensed, and her mind struggled to focus. Everything felt foggy, like she was trying to stay afloat in a dream that wouldn’t end. She wanted to pull away, to resist, but her limbs were sluggish, her strength draining with every second that passed."Don't..." she murmured weakly, her voice barely a whisper. “Please.”The man didn’t answer. Instead, she felt his lips brush her forehead, then her cheek, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. Before she could react, his mouth descended, claiming hers with a kiss that was firm and unrelenting.It wasn’t just a kiss—it was an invasion. He deepened it slowly, savoring her resistance. She gasped for breath, her mind spinning, desperate to escape. But as she tried to push him away, his large hand seized hers, pinning the
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