Taking Shergar: Thoroughbred Racing's Most Famous Cold Case

She was his forgotten wife. He was her biggest mistake. Four years later, she returns — richer, colder, and carrying his secret. For three years, Yessica did everything right. She made his breakfast, celebrated their anniversaries alone, and loved a man who barely knew her name. When she nearly bled to death during a pregnancy complication — calling Lewis four times while he finished a business meeting — she finally understood: she was never a wife. She was a convenience. So she left. With nothing but the baby growing inside her and a borrowed £50,000, she built Bellamy Holdings into a £500 million empire. She became the woman no one could ignore. Now she's back. And so is Lewis Silverthorn — shattered, desperate, and staring at a four-year-old daughter with his exact gray eyes. He wants forgiveness. He wants his family. But Yessica built her walls from the rubble of his neglect, and a charming rival named Rafferty Montague is offering her everything Lewis never could. Worse — someone has been pulling strings all along. A betrayal runs deeper than either of them imagined, and this time, it could cost them everything. Can a man undo three years of silence with a lifetime of trying? Or is some love too broken to survive?

Aria Bennett once believed love could survive anything. Even a marriage built on silence. Even a husband who never truly looked at her. But on their wedding night, Ethan Blackwood ended everything with a single sentence that shattered her world: “Sign the divorce papers.” No explanation. No emotion. Just an ending dressed as law. Humiliated and heartbroken, Aria disappears. She rebuilds herself from ashes, learning to survive without him, breathe without him, and exist without the shadow of his name. Three years later, she is no longer the woman who loved too softly. She is stronger now. Colder in places. Sharper in ways pain creates. Then Ethan returns. Powerful. Unchanged. Unaware. An accident has stolen his memories, erasing every trace of the woman he once married. To him, Aria Bennett is a stranger he cannot explain. Yet something about her unsettles him. Draws him in. Refuses to let him go. And Aria? She recognizes him instantly. The man who broke her heart now stands before her as if they have never met. Fate traps them in proximity again—through business, circumstance, and unavoidable collision. With every encounter, the line between past and present begins to blur. He protects her without knowing why. Looks at her like she already belongs to him. And slowly, he falls for her… again. But Aria remembers everything. Every silence. Every wound. Every ending. And beneath his lost memories lies a truth far more devastating. Ethan didn’t just forget her. He once made choices that erased her long before the accident ever did. Now love turns into obsession, guilt, and a dangerous kind of redemption. Aria must decide: forgive the man who loved her too late, or walk away before he destroys her twice. Because this time, forgetting her may cost him everything.

Everyone knew Elio Carbone, Don of the Carbone family, was a cold-hearted womanizer. He had one rule: never sleep with the same woman twice. But for me, he broke it. The first day after our breakup, he stood outside the old Bianchi estate for a day and a night, his entire security detail in tow, just to win me back. The second day, he flew to Sicily and bought the deed to my family's ancestral estate at auction for triple its value, and had it delivered to me. The third day, he tattooed my favorite flower, the lily, over his heart. The tattoo artist said he refused any anesthetic and didn't make a sound. Later, at a banquet for the Five Families, in front of all the other Dons, he sliced his palm and made a blood oath. He swore loyalty only to Eleonora Bianchi for the rest of his life; if he broke his vow, he would pay with his life. After a year of his relentless pursuit, his devotion finally wore me down, and I agreed to take him back. I truly believed him then. That Elio truly loved me. Until one night. He took me to an underground racetrack to broker a deal with an ally. But in the roaring crowd, I saw a girl, trembling and crying, her clothes in tatters. Ava was shoved to the starting line. She was the wager for the death race. One look was all it took for Elio's face to darken. The next second, he dropped his hand from my waist and, without a word, walked toward the track entrance. I stood frozen, watching his back as he disappeared into the driver's seat of a modified sports car. I used to wake up crying, terrified he would lose his life in one of these reckless races. He had smashed his trophies, burned his marker for the illegal track, and sworn to God he would never again enter such a life-or-death gamble. My hand drifted to my stomach, covering the secret I hadn't yet had the chance to share. His blood oath was broken. And so was I.

I'm a half-baked forensic examiner whose only redeeming quality is the ability to understand animals. The crime scene is inside a lavish villa. The lady of the house lies dead on the floor with a blunt-force injury to the back of her head so deep that her bone is visible. The safe has been pried open, and a million dollars in cash has vanished without a trace. Clear shoe prints mark the backyard wall, evidence that someone has climbed over it. "This one's clear as day. This is a textbook robbery-homicide. The suspect is likely a young male, around six feet tall, has a prior theft record, and knows how to cover his tracks. Check the surveillance footage in the area and look into places where he might've moved the stolen cash." The director of the forensic science center, Egbert Woodward, has been in the profession for three decades and is a widely respected authority. The officers at the scene nod in unison and begin taking notes. I'm the only one who stares at the 30 flies circling the ceiling for a full 3 minutes before taking a step forward and piping up, "Dr. Woodward, this isn't a robbery-homicide. It's a crime of passion. The murderer is the victim's husband!"

Murder Inquiry is a crime fiction, whose plot is about Edwin Wolfgang, a rich New York based banker, who gives out loans for which he accepts artworks as collateral, but kills his customers before they are able to pay back the loan. And a FBI agent attached to the New York field office, who's charged with the task of bringing Mr Wolfgang to book. The story is set in three cities, in three different continents, and is full of twists and turns from the killing of Wolfgang's last two victims, up to his eventual arrest.

"Sign the contract. Deliver the heir. And disappear." To save her family, Alessandra Santos agrees to become the surrogate for the country's most feared mafia boss—Don Vincenzo Rossi. The moment she gives birth, her son is taken away, just as the contract promised. Three years later, the pain of losing her child has never faded. Determined to see him again, Alessa disguises herself as an ordinary maid and secretly enters the Rossi mansion. She only wants to stay close to her son. She doesn't want to be noticed. She doesn't want anyone to know who she really is. But staying invisible becomes impossible. Vincenzo, the cold and powerful Godfather, begins paying attention to the quiet new maid. His eyes follow her. He finds reasons to keep her close. And despite being engaged to a woman from one of the most influential mafia families, he can't seem to stay away from her. To him, she is nothing more than a nameless maid. He has no idea that she is the woman who carried his child. Alessa knows she can't stand by and watch another woman become the mother her son will grow up calling "Mom." After one reckless mistake changes everything, she makes the hardest decision of her life—she takes her son and disappears without leaving a single trace. Now, Don Vincenzo Rossi is searching for the woman who dared to take what belongs to him. And he won't stop until he finds both his runaway surrogate... and the truth she has kept from him for three long years.