After Being Rejected I Shaved

On our wedding night, Zach received a phone call and left my side. From then on, I knew that all of my efforts over the years had gone to waste. After all, the person he loved had returned. “Cassia, let’s get a divorce.” “But we just got married two days ago.” “You know that I don’t love you, and I never will.”

My twin sister died on her 18th birthday. She died of respiratory failure in a dark corner of a hotel after being raped. Her dearest friend, Joanne Lowe, whom she always cared for and supported, turned around and anonymously spread photos of my sister being raped. I then slowly ruined the face which had so badly wanted to replace my sister with a knife. With blood everywhere, I cradled Joanne's face as if it were a piece of art and said, "My beloved sister is gone, and you people who harmed her won't be let off so easily."

This is not your typical rejection story. Seleste is not a weak female. She does not run away when her alpha mate rejects her. Seleste continues to serve her pack. She is not broken by being rejected. She stands strong, wins a war, and finds her second chance for love; Or did she?

Alpha Killian gets rejected by his fated mate Trisha causing him to wander around due to being heart broken. In his quest to heal his heart, he meets Quinn, a woman thief who is the most enchanting woman Killian has ever seen. They fall into a habit of sleeping together, but this doesn't come without a grave consequence. Trisha comes back into his life, but not as a mate, but with her own agenda. Killian gets sucked in pretty quick, falling for the fake pretense. Quinn becomes MIA, and Killian stops looking for her. A turn of events causes Killian to lose everything and Quinn, shines.

I've been dating the country's most eligible bachelor for two years. My base salary is $2 million, with bonuses based on performance. Holding hands costs $10,000, putting an arm around his waist is $20,000, and a kiss on the lips is a bit pricier at $50,000. As for certain bedroom activities, well, those come with a whole different price tag. Brad is fair-skinned and handsome, appearing only once a month – he's practically a walking Tiffany's diamond. Life is so sweet, it's easy to get complacent if you're not careful. One night, a DM popped up on Instagram from a stranger. "If you trust me, check your boyfriend's phone." "?" "I'm his girlfriend." "Am I the third party or are you the third party?" "You're third, I'm fourth." "Let's meet and talk details."

One day before my wedding, my fiancé, Tristan, declared, “you can no longer be my bride." The reason? My sister, Victoria, had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Her dying wish was for me to give up my place as the bride, so she could marry my fiancé instead. And Tristan agreed without hesitation. He even turning on me, "How can you be so heartless? She's your own sister!" The mocking smiles from my sister and the righteous anger from my fiancé left me broken. Little did I know, I would turn to the man I never anticipated—Rowan, my fiancé's uncle. He was the true power behind the family. Rumored to be ruthless, politically powerful, and never interested in women. However, I had never expected that he would took me in his arms tightly."Don't leave me."

“Mavros… please fuck me. Make me forget everything.” Eden took everything from me, stole my life and left me for his mistress. Now his golden boy step-brother wants to give me everything, including a love that could destroy us both. Laura lost it all when she signed those divorce papers. Her cheating husband took her inheritance, her dignity, her life. High society turned her into a joke, until Mavros Blackwood made her his own. Mavros is everything his step-brother isn’t: powerful, disciplined, dangerously controlled. He offers Laura protection while he dismantles her ex’s empire. But in a secluded villa, protection turns to obsession. His cold aura melts for her, and her broken heart now beats only for him. Then Mavros and Laura learns about the truth: her divorce was just the beginning of a conspiracy to destroy everything they know. Now Laura must choose whether to play it safe, or risk it all for a forbidden love that could end it all.

For love, Sirena leaves everything behind and humbly becomes Alder's Luna for three years, helping him deal with the pack affairs. But in the end, she realises that all her efforts are still not as good as Alder's first love, Grace. She was disheartened and resolutely chose to divorce. She thought Alder is out of her of her life but that's the wrong assumption she made. What happens when he comes to know how much she loved him and wanted to love her in the same way?

I was the Luna who gave everything to her Alpha—my heart, my loyalty, my dignity. Ethan repaid me by sleeping with other she-wolves, over and over again, and every night our mate bond slowly poisoned what was left of my soul. On our third wedding anniversary, when he suggested I could "try" sleeping with someone else too, I finally broke. My childhood friend, a young Alpha, called me when he heard the news and proposed to me over the phone. His gentle voice healed every wound Ethan had carved into me, so I said yes. Now I've decided to give Ethan moonbreak herb and sever our bond forever. But Ethan never bothered to ask what I gave him to drink. He was too busy running off to his favorite she-wolf's bed. He has no idea that in thirty days, when the moon breaks, our mate bond will shatter completely, and the "chains" that bound us as fated mates will be gone. This time, I'm really leaving.

My husband, Don Reginald, and my parents threw me in prison on the very night I gave him his heir. All because my sister, Felicia, set me up. She claimed I gave her a wild horse at the family races—a horse she knew she couldn't handle. It went crazy. It trampled a senator to death. With the FBI breathing down our necks, the whole family made me take the fall. Three years. Reginald didn't care that I'd just had our son. He pushed me. Over and over. "It was your horse. If you hadn't given it to her, the Feds wouldn't be after Felicia. Just do the time. When you get out, you'll still be my Donna." Three years later, I came back. Nothing had changed. They still chose her. Even the son I bled for now calls Felicia "Mama." He looks right through me, his own mother. I didn't fight. Not like the old me. I just walked away. But when I finally vanished for good, Reginald lost his mind. He tore the world apart, begging me to come back. To be his Donna again.