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Jenna Carter fled Redemption Creek ten years ago, leaving her high school sweetheart Colt Richardson waiting at the altar. Now she returns broke, bruised, and desperate, only to discover Colt has become president of the Devil's Reign MC—the club that destroyed her father's legacy. When her abusive ex Derek sells her to the ruthless Serpent MC for fifty thousand dollars, Jenna must choose between freedom and the dangerous man who still owns her heart. But Colt has his own plans, and they involve keeping Jenna in his bed and under his protection, whether she wants it or not.

Morgan loved him with her entire heart. She sacrificed everything for him, her life, her family, her career, her dignity, all in the hope that he would love her back. "What are these?" Morgan whispered her voice shaky, staring at the papers tossed on the table. She looked up at her husband of three years. "Dante, what is this?" "Sign the papers. We're getting divorced." He said with a straight face. Just like that, all the years of her life spent loving him and pining after him wasted like that. The baby in her stomach she had planned to tell him about weighed heavily on her mind. But a divorce? She hadn't seen that coming. "I was with you only because you looked like her." He proceeded to say. "Sign the papers and get out of my house." Once his first love returned, he was quick to cast her away like used trash. Morgan, determined to move on with her life, left him. He had no idea who she was. It was time for her to come back home. After the breakup, fate brought them back together. But the Morgan of now was no longer the sad girl in love with him. Now the CEO is the Rosewood Enterprises, she vows to reclaim her life back. Dante realized he was in love with her, and tries to get her back. But there's a new man in her life now. Will she forgive Dante, or will she move on from him completely? How will she handle the challenges thrown at her? How will she continue to rise to the top and overthrow her enemies? Or will she succumb to the voices? Read to find out.

He gave up everything for her. Killian Dante spent 720 days in the world's most dangerous prison for a murder his wife committed — a sacrifice he made without hesitation, for the woman he loved and the child she swore was his. He walked out a king. A thousand of the deadliest men alive dropped to their knees and begged to serve him. She handed him divorce papers before he even made it through the door. The baby was a lie. The "dead" man she left him for was very much alive — and very much laughing in his face. Two years of his life, erased with a five-million-dollar check and the words: "You were the mistake." She thinks she buried a broken man. She has no idea what walked out of that prison. Now the same hands that once healed hardened criminals in the dark are bringing dying children back from the edge — in front of the entire world. Fortune 500 families are begging at his feet. The internet can't stop asking his name. And the wife who threw him away? She's about to learn that some men don't come back to beg. They come back to collect.

After getting a second chance at life, I immediately cut all ties with Natalie Duvall and Cody Hudson. In my previous life, Natalie blindsides me with a divorce eight years into our marriage after falling for a race car driver. She looks down on me, complaining that I'm just a boring homebody who does nothing but cook and clean. Even Cody piles on, telling me, "Mr. Maddox is going to be a world champion one day, Dad. Stop being so pathetic and petty!" The two of them pack their bags and walk out on me. I can't let them go, but my desperate search for them that night ends in a fatal car crash. As my life bleeds out on the asphalt, regret consumes me. Natalie forgets that I used to be a world-class driver myself, only to give up my career and step out of the spotlight to focus on our marriage and raise our kid. So, with a clean slate in this life, I sign the divorce papers without a moment's hesitation and vanish without a trace. Five years later, at the Elandorian Championship, Natalie and Cody push their way through the crowd like madmen, cutting off my path. With bloodshot eyes, Natalie corners me and demands, "We spent five years looking for you. Did you seriously ditch your family just to go back to racing?" Her audacity takes me aback. Before I can even muster a response, my daughter, Daphne Hudson, grabs my hand. "Daddy, Mommy and the others are waiting to celebrate your big win. Who are these people?"

Zina thought Tyson was gone forever. Left with a shattered heart and their unborn child, she struggled under her family's oppressive rule while searching for him in secret. But Tyson wasn't the man he once was. Rising from the ashes of betrayal, he has become the most feared Mafia boss in the underground world. When Tyson discovers Zina’s role in his disappearance, his hate for her burns fiercely—until he learns of the truth. Now, they must reunite to protect their daughter and face Zina’s powerful family, who will stop at nothing to destroy Tyson. Did you think Tyson and Zina’s bond would survive?

In the world of crime family, Don Damian and I were known for two things: him for running wild, me for standing by him. Everyone knew I was crazy about Damian. It started when we were kids. I was born with a congenital heart defect. My parents couldn't afford the surgery and chose to walk away. Back then, Damian was just a street-level errand boy whose father had gambling debts. He had no standing, no money, nothing. But to raise cash for my surgery, he volunteered for the most dangerous work the Coronelli family had, the kind where each job was a gamble with his life and every payday came in blood. He clawed his way up. The Don eventually took him in as an adopted son, and I became his wife, just like I'd always hoped. But ten years into our marriage, Damian stopped coming home. I'd sit alone at a table of cold food, calling him over and over. Sometimes a woman's voice would answer in the background. He had a private lounge at the family's club, and there was never a shortage of company. My best friend Vincent couldn't understand it. "Is it worth it? He doesn't love you anymore." I just smiled. "He gave me my life. I know he still loves me." Then Vincent forwarded me an encrypted video. A girl in a hospital gown sat on a hospital bed. At the edge of the frame, a hand with sharp-knuckled fingers reached into the shot, a hand wearing the family crest watch. Their fingers were intertwined. The caption read: [My hero promised to marry me once I'm better!! yay!!] I stared at the screen for a long time. That watch. I knew it cold. It was the one I'd fastened it onto his wrist myself more times than I could count, and there was no way I was wrong.