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My younger brother had opened a high-end beauty salon, so I took my mother there for a facial. We picked the most expensive package, but the moment the mask was applied, Mom's face began to burn. When we peeled it off, her entire face was covered in rashes. I called for the director, but she looked impatient. "Oh, that's just a normal detox reaction." I was stunned. "Her face is practically ruined! What products are you even using?" "Ruined?" She flared up like someone had stepped on her tail. "Your mom's skin is just too bad to handle premium nutrients! Once our products are opened, they're non-refundable—got it?" I pointed to the brochure. "It says right here—'gentle and non-irritating, full refund if any adverse reaction occurs.' Is this how Stellan Fallow taught you to run a business?" She crossed her arms and lifted her chin high. "I am the boss! You and your mother look broke as hell—clearly here to mooch a free treatment. Now that it didn't work, you're trying to scam us for money? "Let me tell you something—this set costs 38 thousand, and with my emotional damages and lost wages, that's a total of 100 thousand. If you don't pay up today, I'll have the police take you both in!" A hundred thousand for a product that ruined someone's face? It was no wonder Stellan suddenly wanted to open a salon—it turned out he and his girlfriend were running a scam together! I was about to call Stellan, but before I could, she hit the video dial first. "Bubby, get over here—two broke idiots tried to freeload a treatment and now they're trying to shake us down for money!"

My husband, Francis Zouche, thought we weren't well-off and could not afford to raise a child. So, he forcibly took me to the hospital to get an abortion. Right after the surgery, I discovered that he had transfered 200 thousand dollars to his first love, Heidi Colman, for her birthday. Out of pure rage, I got into a huge fight with him in the car, which led to an accident that killed us both. When I opened my eyes, we had returned to the day before our wedding. In our previous life, we were married for ten years. We weathered storms and supported each other, but Francis never wanted us to have a child of our own. On the day I died, I finally understood that the one he loved was Heidi. After getting a second shot at life, I decided to fulfill his wish. We canceled the wedding, blocked each other's phone numbers, and never contacted each other again. Eight years later, Francis became a top lawyer in Alvren and publicly proposed to Heidi at a law forum. Seeing that I was still single, he mocked me with a sneer, "Yvette, I know you loved me for two lifetimes. But I am getting married now. Don't keep waiting for me to come back to you." I glanced at him wordlessly and bent down to pick up my daughter before walking away. As a shocking realization hit him, his eyes reddened. He questioned furiously, "Didn't you promise to love me forever and to only give birth to my children?"

A young woman who would turn his stability into chaos. A CEO who would do anything for an impossible love. An arranged marriage with a thousand bumps in the road. Gael wanted to have a beautiful wife who would stay with him over every obstacle. He is a young man full of wealth, assets and an attractiveness that makes him stand out from the crowd, he is a financially independent young man, he has created his own empire making his way among veteran businessmen, Gael is a CEO who fell in love with his worst misfortune. Meeting that girl put him to multiple tests that even with his maximum intelligence he couldn't win. Loving doesn't always mean giving everything for everything.

He whispered her name nine hundred and ninety-nine times in his sleep. Never mine. For five years, I gave everything to Vincent Bonanno—the heir to one of the most powerful mafia dynasties in Europe. I turned his house into a home, remembered every careless detail he let slip, even abandoned my dream of becoming an artist—believing that one day, he would finally choose me. But whenever Alessia appeared, his loyalty bent toward her. The night boiling fondue scarred my arms, he rushed to shield her from a scratch that barely reddened her skin. In public, his gaze never stayed with me—it drifted to her. I was the wife on paper, but never in truth. So I walked away. With nothing but a suitcase, divorce papers he signed without noticing, and a secret I never planned to share—three months pregnant. He discovered too late. The divorce was real. The clinic file was real. And by the time he realized, I had vanished. Now the man who once ruled cities with cold power is tearing the world apart to find us. He has soldiers, money, and a thousand apologies he never gave when I was still his wife. But I’m no longer the woman who begged for affection. I’m a mother. An artist. A survivor. The question isn’t whether Vincent can reach me. It’s whether, when he does, I’ll ever let him back into the life he destroyed.

After graduation, I struggle to find a job, while my girlfriend easily lands a position at a major company. She has been with me for two years, and to cheer me up, she even lets me hold onto her payroll card. Once I finally start working, she worries about my long commute and immediately buys me a car. Everyone around us envies me for having such a thoughtful girlfriend. To save up for a house, I secretly deposit my salary into her account. A year later, we decide to get married. Excited, she grabs my hand and says, "I know you don't have much saved. I don't need any wedding gift. All I want is your love." I am deeply touched by her consideration. But on our engagement day, she pulls out photos of me with a dozen women and accuses me of cheating. I look closely and realize I have never even met any of them. Then she shows me my card's transaction history, filled with charges at the notorious Solara Club. "You had my payroll card, and you used my money to indulge yourself!" she cries. "I'm not marrying you. Return my car and all the money you spent over the years. It adds up to 800 thousand dollars." I calmly place the payroll card she gave me on the table and say with a smirk, "Fine, let's settle this properly." When I present the detailed account prepared by my top lawyer, she is stunned.

After being jilted by her Fated mate, beaten and pursued by her Father, and then hit by a reckless driver, Lyra finds herself two thousand miles away from her former pack In a new body, before she can thank the goddess for new beginnings she is thrust into a world of confusion and heartbreak when she realizes she is nothing but a pawn to be forced into an unwanted marriage. Her only source of hope – she is mated to three handsome men; one hates her guts, one is irritated by her presence, and the last of them is the same bastard who jilted her in her previous life…. “Oh Goddess, is my life a joke?” Follow Lyra as she paves her way through the hate and pain to settle either on love or revenge.

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Research Center, and the only person in the world with experience in deep-sea rescue. When my sister’s submarine malfunctioned and was stranded ten thousand meters below the surface, I hung up on her distress call. Then I calmly walked into a police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research. A few minutes later, my father called. His voice was frantic and furious. “Your sister is missing. Where the hell are you? I’m ordering you to get to the site immediately and save her, or you won’t see a cent of the family inheritance!” I calmly pulled the blanket over my head and said into the phone, “I don’t have time, and you’re interrupting my sleep.”

Lucy's love for Logan was without question. She had built her life around him. But her heart is broken into a thousand pieces after she found out about his affair with her secretary and their plot to take everything she has from her. As Lucy’s perfect marriage and life shatter, she swears to have her revenge. But everything takes a weird turn when a mysterious ally appears and offers to help, and his price was just one date. But what will happen when Lucy learns that he is not just an ally? He’s her ex-husband’s estranged half-brother. As lines blur between loyalty and love, Lucy must decide: can she trust a man driven by vengeance... especially when her heart is on the line?

Wounded Ego Series Chronology °WOUNDED EGO: Omega’s Disguise °WOUNDED EGO SIDE STORY: An Alpha’s Dilemma How far can you go in order to feed your own ego? “Twenty thousand dollars for every session. Have sex with me and keep your mouth shut.” These were the words that my Alpha boss left me the moment I caught him doing something shady inside his very office. It was obviously bribe money to prevent me from ruining his image. But even so, I still accepted his offer for the sole reason that I’m interested in knowing his true nature. But never did I thought that this curiosity of mine would only lead me into a much troublesome circumstance.

After suffering a devastating loss, Morana Faye accepts a new job in Europe. While being introduced to the colorful townspeople, she meets a man who claims to be a thousand year Viking.Challenged by the mysterious man, Morana feels pulled to him by forces she doesn’t yet understand but can’t resist. Giving in to her desires, Morana falls hard for the ancient immortal creature.Brought together by chance and united by their failures, Morana and Haldir soon discover that their fates are intertwined.When Morana reveals a dark secret, Haldir seeks out the guidance of an friend that he believes can save her. Left all alone with her demons, Morana is forced to face down the long forgotten sins of Haldir’s past with disastrous consequences.