Romans & histoires 100 More Books To Expand Your Mind

Synopsis: After sacrificing her own life to save a young billionaire, Anne became the wife of Edric Raymond overnight. However, it was only a loveless contract marriage that would last two years, just until Edric’s ex-girlfriend returned from studying abroad. Anne thought she could melt Edric’s cold heart, but all she received was icy resistance and words that pierced her like knives. One passionate, mistaken night gave Anne a spark of hope, only for it to be crushed when Bella, Edric’s ex, returned the very next day. Anne gave up, signed the divorce papers, and disappeared. Unexpectedly, a car accident brought back the memories Anne had lost for three years! From that day on, the woman named Anne completely vanished, the underworld welcomed back the long-lost Mafia Queen after three years! Edric went mad searching for his ex-wife, only to spiral deeper into insanity when he saw a seductive, stunning woman with Anne’s face... holding the hand of a little boy who looked exactly like him. “Anne…” “There is no more Anne.” The ex-wife, no, now known as Mary Salvaria, the Mafia Boss ruling the entire underworld of the Union State. Edric, how will you win back the heart of this entirely new woman?

You saved a dying pup. It vanished. Now, rifling through your contract husband's drawer, you find the collar. "You stole my dog!" you hiss. "Sweetheart, that wasn't a dog." A growl rumbles in the dark. "It was an Alpha wolf — and you belong to him now."

I was the secret Hemsworth Deluca never wanted the world to see. To the public, he was Hollywood’s golden boy; to me, he was the husband who hid my plus-sized body in the shadows. While he basked in the limelight. I was his "XXL anchor," the daughter of the man who bought his career—until the night he broke my heart and left me for dead in a rain-slicked wreckage. But I didn't die. I was rebuilt. Quinn Cardiff, the "King of Entertainment" and Hemsworth’s most dangerous rival, pulled me from the flames. He offered me a contract: a fake marriage, a total transformation, and the lead role in the industry’s biggest blockbuster. He turned the "hidden wife" into a goddess, a woman whose every curve now commands the world's attention. Now, I’m back. At the Titan Media Gala, I didn't just walk into the room—I owned it. I watched the scotch slip from Hemsworth’s hand as he realized the woman he discarded is now the Queen he can’t touch. He’s desperate, begging for a second chance, drowning in a regret that tastes like ash. But Quinn isn't the only Alpha who wants to claim me. Anto, the billionaire director with tattoos under his suit and a predatory gaze that promises a different kind of trouble. While Quinn wants to protect me and Hemsworth wants to reclaim me, Anto wants to ruin me in all the right ways. One year. Three powerful men. A world of secrets, betrayal, and a love triangle that’s about to set Hollywood on fire. Hemsworth wants his wife back, but I’m no longer playing a role.

Sarai was an orphan omega slave. She was facing bullying and mistreatment from her park members.  At first, she didn't understand why. Only because she was helped by a mysterious person to learn from books? Or was it about her funny dreams of becoming the first she-beta in history? Was her dreams so funny after all?  As if that's not enough, she then got rejected on her 18th birthday by her fated mate, Alpha Damon. What role could Damon play in her journey of becoming a she-beta?  Could they confront their differences and come together to make her aspirations a reality?

I always thought if I just held on a little longer, I could still keep this family together. But my mate Ethan and my brother William poured all their favoritism onto Ava and her mother, and left me nothing but coldness and humiliation. They could even look me in the eye and say, “She’s your sister too,” like that was enough to make me bless them. That night, I did something so insane it bordered on self-destruction: I dragged my suitcase out the door and let the house that held all my memories get swallowed by flames. The news exploded, our villa became ruins. The security footage showed “no one leaves,” and the police made a preliminary judgment that the person inside was “highly likely deceased.” Ethan didn’t believe it. Not until he and William were handed that bag of belongings at the police station, a diamond, a Blood Moonstone, the things I treasured most, did they finally understand: I wasn’t throwing a tantrum. I was really, truly done with them. Too bad. It was already too late.

"Holy Shit. When did you get in here? Ben stepped out hours ago." the shock on his face when he sees my wide eyes staring down at his cock. "Do you walk all naked when no one is at home but you?" My thighs clenched together; I didn't know how I suddenly said that out. "Little girl, are you not afraid to take your eyes off? This can ruin you." His dominance wraps around his voice, my eyes trail off his cock, and I view his entire body. The masculinity got my thighs drooling and gave me the fastest shock I had ever felt in my stomach. It's the first time I've taken note of how perfect his body curves are. "Then I want to be ruined only by your cock." My eyes grow in size at my own words. Anastasia visited to resolve the issues revolving around her toxic relationship with Ben, her 21-year-old boyfriend. She happened not to meet him at home after he lied about being home. She was frustrated and pained because it looks like she has been putting more effort into the relationship than he has, and it was killing her. It was killing her that she always had to be the one getting hurt all the time. Even when he is wrong, she takes the blame for it and apologizes for no fucking reason. But everything changed when she saw his father's big cock that night at his place. She's never seen a cock as huge and dominating as his. A voice in her head screamed for her to run, but no, she was so curious to know how it would feel in her mouth and in her damn wet core.

Rebecca Cathy Castillo never thought her marriage to the cold, young CEO Samuel Wilson was just a game of hearts. When she found out she was pregnant, she discovered the harsh reality that her husband was having an affair with Nora Arianna, Samuel's ex-girlfriend. Feeling like a mere substitute, Rebecca chose divorce and then left. Five years passed. Rebecca returned with a son, the result of the love she once kept close. Her arrival surprised Samuel, her ex-husband, who apparently never stopped looking for her. "Mr. CEO, your wife is back!"

At twenty, she had one reckless night with the Beta who always looked at her like she was trouble. By morning, he was gone. He left more than silence behind. Two years later, she’s raising their daughter alone — strong, proud, and over him. Then he comes back. Not as Beta. As Alpha. And he wants what he didn’t stay for.

On Christmas Eve, my parents and my fiancé, Ivano Dominici, finally agree to accompany me to Iberion to see the aurora. But when I arrive there, they never show up no matter how long I wait. I send messages to ask. They reply helplessly that something urgent has come up at the last minute and tell me to go to the observation point and wait. I stand alone on the icy field, turning back every few minutes to look at the road behind me. When my hands grow numb from the cold, I scroll my social media feed and see a recent post from my younger sister, Giada Soave. Holding gifts in her arms, she sits beneath a luxurious crystal Christmas tree with my parents embracing her from both sides. Ivano stands behind her with his hand resting lightly at her waist and his eyes full of tenderness. The caption reads, "Merry Christmas, I'm grateful to spend the holiday with those who love me most!" The comments section buzzes with blessings, praise, and envious messages. I stare at the screen for a long time without moving. This is not the first time they break their promise to me because of Giada. But this time, I do not argue or make a scene. I simply type and send one line calmly in the comments, "I wish your family of four a Merry Christmas." I finally let go of my obsession and stop waiting for people who will never come to me. But when I quietly step away, the ones who cannot let go turn out to be them.

On the day the true heiress and I swapped places, my childhood sweetheart, bound to me by a promise made in youth, gripped my hand before our families and declared, "I chose you, not your title." Anna Pedersen, tears brimming in her eyes, enveloped me in a trembling embrace. "Joanne, we'll always be family. I'd never take what's rightfully yours." Everyone assumed I'd turned misfortune into fortune. Though I lost my status as the Pedersen heiress, I gained a steadfast lover and a selfless sister. But three years after fate corrected itself, photos of Calvin Thomas escorting Anna to a prenatal checkup flooded the internet. When I confronted him, he exhaled a plume of smoke and said coolly, "Anna is my true betrothed. This is just setting things right. Why are you so worked up?" He seized my wrist and dragged our engraved engagement ring across the back of my hand, leaving a bloody gash. "This scar will remind you of the twenty years of life you stole. Your life and I belong to their rightful owner."