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My junior accidentally broke the most expensive piece of equipment in the lab and asked me to help fix it. I had just started touching the instrument when she suddenly stepped back, tears brimming, and said, "Michelle, I can't take responsibility for this. I really can't afford it." Before I could even process her words, Nicky Hardy—the unattainable crush I had chased for three years—rushed in and shielded her behind him. Then he turned to me with a glare that could freeze fire. "Michelle, don't go too far. You can't expect her to take the fall for you." I stared at him, dumbfounded. "You know full well I was shoved into this research group. I don't understand any of this stuff. How could I do the experiments on my own?" His eyes grew colder, dripping with disdain. "I've been saying it—what can a nepo baby actually accomplish? And now the equipment's ruined, and you still have the nerve to push the blame onto Elizabeth?" I opened my mouth to argue, but then I caught a flicker of triumph across Elizabeth Horwitz's face in Nicky's arms. That was when it clicked. They only knew I got in through connections—they had no idea I'd financed this very equipment myself. They wanted to play their petty power games over a piece of lab equipment worth over ten million? Interesting.

Once betrayed, twice reborn, Amanishakheto Strelitz will never forgive. Her chosen mate, future Alpha Vance, cast her aside for the scheming Zebub, a venomous rival whose lies dragged Amani into ruin and left her condemned to die. But the Moon Goddess has granted her a second chance, and this time she will not be the perfect Luna. She was reborn. In this new life, she will be the storm. Fueled by vengeance, Amani vows to expose Zebub’s treachery, break Vance’s grip on the Eclipse Star pack, and claim the Alpha’s throne for herself. Yet when fate entwines her path with Menelik Mecklenburg, a formidable male wolf with a hidden identity and a debt from her past, the future collides with the scars of yesterday. In a war where love and vengeance intertwine, Amani must decide whether to wield her rebirth as a weapon or surrender to a destiny that could reshape the fate of every pack forever…

She was born a warrior, yet destiny forced a crown upon her head. Aria buried her dreams beneath duty children, responsibility, and a marriage that slowly unraveled after she was betrothed at a young age to Kael, the pack’s heir and future Alpha. But nothing could have prepared her for the night she caught her mate kissing her maid. Aria may be an Omega, but she carries secrets far darker than anyone could ever imagine.

Sarah Montreal has only one dream, and that is her mother to love her back and consider her as her daughter. But things went wore when her mother banished her and let her live with her dad and it's new lover. But still, in the end of the day, she came back her real home.

On the third year of her marriage to Tristan Ford, Nicole Snow caught him in their bed with another woman on her birthday. Watching the man she had loved for ten years, and seeing him maintain his tender facade before others, Nicole's heart was completely shattered. She remembered the vow Tristan once made to her with deep affection: "Nicky, I want to spend my whole life with you. Unless death separates us, I’ll search the ends of the earth to find you. Nothing will ever keep us apart." Fine, then she would die, so he could never find her.

Zoey Mitchell only wanted a quiet hike after college graduation. Instead, a hurricane ripped her out of her world and dropped her into Nytherra—a realm of magic, danger, and creatures that shouldn’t exist. The first thing she saw? A pack of wolves hunting her. The second? A massive black wolf with glowing blue eyes calling her mate. Alexander Veylor, Wolf King of Nytherra, is ruthless, brooding, and bound to a political alliance with a fae princess. He cannot afford the weakness of a human mate. But the bond between them burns hotter with every stolen glance, every forbidden touch, every dirty word growled in the dark. Yet in a world that despises humans, love is a liability—and betrayal waits at every turn.

"Ahhh!" A wild moan slipped from my lips as Alpha Ace rubbed himself between my thighs. His military uniform only added to his charm. "Baby, you're my wife. Please step away from him," my loser alpha pleaded from behind the locked fence. "Your wife?" Alpha Rome asked with a smirk as he approached. Stopping beside me, he slid a hand beneath my shirt and gently cupped my breast. My breath caught in my throat. "You threw her away for her sister and left her to face a zombie alone. You have no right to question her loyalty," Rome snarled, pinching my nipple. "Baby, please. Give me one more chance. I was wrong to leave you behind." My ex-husband sounded pathetic as he begged. Before I could answer, two more Alphas arrived, desires burning in their eyes. "There is no going back to a loser like you. The Moon Goddess gifted me four Alpha mates in uniform," I replied with a smirk. Then I did what I had started my journey for. "I, Luna Fallon, accept your rejection."

Seven years into our marriage, Zane Grimes and I remained childless. He once held me close, his voice tender and earnest. "Don't overthink it. I've never cared for children. You're all I want in this life." But on the day his company went public, as the ceremonial bell echoed through the hall, the doors burst open. My sister stormed in, cradling a wailing infant. "Zane, this is your son! How can you abandon us?" Zane's face paled as he turned to me, his eyes brimming with panic and a silent plea. Unbeknownst to him, I had long known about his betrayal and the child.

Danika has the perfect life. Perfect family. Perfect friends. Perfect grades. Perfect mate. Perfect, right? No. She has a few secrets she hasn’t admitted. Secrets like Hadley Robertson. So how does she escape this? Reading. And Hadley… he has a few secrets of his own too.

At the awards for the Global Jewelry Design Competition, my stepsister Sandra took the grand prize. She used the designs she stole from me. What she didn’t know was the show’s biggest sponsor: Jude Moretti. Godfather of the Moretti family. A bloodthirsty monster scarred in an explosion, a man they say can never have children. And the grand prize? Becoming the Godfather’s bride. That night, Moretti’s men, all in black, delivered a gold-trimmed marriage contract. They were here for the “genius designer.” My fiancé, Marco, panicked. He whisked Sandra off to Vegas to save her. They got married that night. With the deed done, Sandra strutted back in, wearing my silk robe. She flashed the ring on her finger and the hickies all over her neck. “Marco’s mine now,” she purred. “What are you going to do, Odessa? The Godfather’s only giving you a day. If you don’t marry him, the Family will have to appease him. That means sending you to the red-light district. Selling you to the kind of sicko who gets off on broken things.” She was wrong. I had another choice. I found my father and stepmother, both scrambling to deal with the contract. “I’ll do it,” I said. “I’ll marry the Godfather.”