37 Days From Now

Bar. Loud music. Wild people. One Night Stand. On Calliana Stella Laurier's 23rd birthday, her abusive jerk stepfather died. For Calliana, it was a miracle. Her birthday was supposed to be the best day but she didn't expect to have a one night stand with the famous billionaire Rafael Gray Zeigler.

My parents adopted a kid, and I treated him like treasure. Then he started looking uncannily like my husband, Brian. And I caught him whispering "Mom" to my sister, Ruby. Yeah. Plot twist: Brian had been cheating on me the whole time. With Ruby. They played house behind my back, smiling for family pics—with my parents' blessing. When the truth blew up, Ruby had the audacity to beg me to step aside. My parents told me to get over it. And that kid I loved like my own? Told me I deserved to die. But here's the kicker—Brian wouldn't even sign the divorce. Dude broke down, said he still loved me, swore the kid was a mistake. So I smiled and said, "Cool. You've got seven days. Prove it, and I'll forgive you." He went full simp mode. Emptied his bank account, treated me like I was gold. Even kicked Ruby down and yelled at her to apologize. Everyone thought I'd cave. Then the cops called, asked him to ID a body—and Brian totally lost it. He never knew I'd been dead this whole time. The Reaper gave me one last week to say goodbye.

"To my husband, I was a debt to be paid. To his mother, I was a womb to be poisoned. But to his father... I am a Queen." Veronica Marquez was the perfect, unused wife—until her husband auctioned her off to the highest bidder to cover his debt. She expected a monster. Instead, she got Maxwell Romanov. Maxwell is cold, scarred, and obsessed. He didn’t just buy her body; he bought her soul to weaponize it against the family that betrayed them both. But as he trains her to be his Queen, a dark secret emerges: Maxwell isn't a stranger. He’s the dead father Thaddeus and Meredith tried to kill years ago. As vengeance twists into desire and power becomes intoxicating, one question lingers beneath the crown she wears—did she become his Queen because he believed in her strength… or was she nothing more than a carefully chosen pawn in a father’s revenge against his own blood?

She had gotten used to being alone, being hidden from the world, but then he came out of nowhere and nothing was the same anymore. He was the first, to let his gaze linger on her, longer than necessary. She tried to ignore him, as much as possible, but he seemed to be everywhere, she was, making it hard, For her. He claimed her as his Partnef in Crime, before she could utter the word, ' no.'

When Ayden Baldwin ignored me, who was stuck in an elevator, freaking out from claustrophobia, just so he could deliver cold medicine to his assistant, I filed for divorce. Ayden signed his name without hesitation and smiled at his friend. "She's just throwing a tantrum. Her parents are gone. I'm all that she's left. She won't leave me. "Besides, isn't there a thirty-day cooling-off period? If she regrets it, I'll be the bigger person and take her back." The next day, he posted a lovey-dovey pic with his assistant, captioned: "Capturing every shy moment of yours." Counting the days, I packed up my belongings and made a phone call. "Uncle, please book me a ticket to Burville."

On the day of my bonding ceremony with Alpha Ethan Gray of the Moonstone pack, he suddenly receives a distress video call. It comes from Chloe Hale, the twin sister of his dead first love. In the video call, Chloe can be seen all bound in a wooden cabin. With a blade in hand, the kidnapper dares Ethan to rescue Chloe on his own. Ethan lets out a furious roar before shifting into his wolf form immediately. I know very well that this is another one of Chloe's tricks. After all, such incidents have happened 18 times in a row. Every time, our bonding ceremony will be called to a halt whenever we're about to perform the last step of the process. This time, I specifically order the warriors to keep an eye on Chloe. Alas, she still slips out when no one's looking. I quickly extend an arm before Ethan to stop him from leaving. But when I plead with him to stay, he just shoves me away. "Selena, I can't see Layla's only sister get hurt! Even if this turns out to be a trap, I'll still accept it!" As I watch Ethan's silhouette rushing into the woods resolutely, the last flicker of my love vanishes on the spot. Since Ethan still loves Layla, then I shall put an end to this relationship of ours.

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

He left me broken—stripped of everything I had worked for, humiliated in front of everyone who once respected me. My savings? My investments? Drained by the man I once loved and trusted. And just when I thought the worst had passed, he laughed in my face, parading his betrayal. But then he arrived. A man even my ex feared. Dominic Vale—ruthless, untouchable, a billionaire with power that makes men bow and women tremble. That day, he stepped in, took my hand, and pulled me into his arms as if I belonged there. “She’s mine,” he said. And for the first time in forever, my ex looked scared. I should’ve questioned it. I should’ve walked away. But when Dominic made his offer in the backseat of his sleek black car, I couldn’t resist. “109 days,” he murmured. “Be my wife. My possession. My toy. And in return? I’ll make sure he suffers for every single tear you’ve shed.” It was madness. It was dangerous. But I wanted revenge—I craved it. So, I said yes. What does he get out of it? He won’t tell me. But as the days pass, as I step into the role of Dominic’s perfect, obedient wife in public and something far more sinful behind closed doors, I start to realize the truth. This isn’t just about revenge. This is about him—about the way he looks at me when he thinks I’m not watching. About the way he touches me like he’s wanted this for far longer than I can comprehend. And the most terrifying part? I think I want it too. But when secrets start to unravel, I learn that revenge is never sweet. And loving a man like Dominic Vale might be my greatest downfall.

Millan was kicked out of his pack. Now living as a rogue, all he had ever known is rejection and cruelty. One day, he stumbles upon the Blayne Pack, which is quite possibly the kindest he has ever encountered. He starts to desire staying in one place and building a home- things that he can't and shouldn't have because he is a defective omega, much more a rogue one. With only fourteen days allowed for him to stay, will he be able to pick himself up and leave? Or will he give in and give up the life that he was used to have? ***** Weston became the Head Alpha at an early age. One day, a wounded rogue is brought to his pack. He is furious and skeptical. Nonetheless, he still allowed the rogue to rest in his territory for two weeks before making him leave. But upon knowing Millan, he starts to feel things that he shouldn't feel, not towards a rogue anyway. With only fourteen days, will he be able to get past his hatred towards rogues and change his mind? Or will he chase him away? ***** Two people. One grew up being loved. One grew up being abused. Is fourteen days enough to change their lives forever?

Synopsis He tossed me unto the bed, I could feel the heat emitting of his body as he laid down on me. His pelvis made contact with my ass and pressed against it. Grabbed my hands, he squeezed them by his firm grip. The hot air from his mouth surrounds my ears as he whispered to me. “Don’t expect me to be gentle for I am not a gentleman.” *** On my twenty birthday. My father had a guest, his boss. I never knew the kind of work he does but on that special night, I found out he was a servant of the world most ruthless Mafia leader. He invaded our home in an attempt to kill my father for smuggling his cash and drugs, but seeing he had a family, he showed mercy and granted my father thirty days to recover all that he had taken and as a way to compensate for his loss, I was held and taken by him in captivity and would only be granted freedom when the debts we owe have been paid off But what becomes of us after our fate intertwined and I fell in love with my captivator. Will fate decide to give us the chance of a romantic happy ever kind of life? Or will our lives go back to the way it was before we met? Can't wait to foresee what the future entails.