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Ruby Vale- “The girl abandoned by her world… who rose to rule it”. Ruby Vale grew up as the daughter of the prestigious Vale family. Elegant, compassionate, and quietly strong, Ruby possessed a warmth rare among high society elites. Beneath her gentle personality existed remarkable intelligence and determination, though her sheltered upbringing prevented her from fully discovering her own strength. But everything changed the night of her accident. After spending two years trapped in a coma, Ruby awakens to horrifying truths that destroy her entire reality. As Ruby slowly steps into the cruel world of power, business, betrayal, and revenge, she discovers hidden talents and strength within herself that even she never knew existed. Stefan Ashford- “The man the world fears…and the man who loved her in silence”. Stefan Ashford is the youngest billionaire in the United Kingdom and the sole heir of the globally powerful Ashford legacy. At only thirty years old, he transformed Ashford Group into one of the top three companies in the world, dominating industries with ruthless intelligence and unmatched business instincts. Love was never something he believed belonged in his life until one accidental encounter changed everything. For five years, Stefan silently loved Ruby Vale from afar. She was the heartbeat he never knew he possessed. What makes Stefan terrifying is not only his power, wealth, or intelligence. It is the intensity with which he loves. What happens when a cold billionaire who loved silently for years collides with a woman reborn from betrayal and heartbreak? Will Ruby uncover the truth behind her accident and her hidden past before her enemies destroy her again? Can Stefan protect the woman he loves while hiding dangerous secrets of his own?

My mate, Alpha Ryan, started skipping my healer's appointments after I got pregnant. He always blamed pack business. But I found him at the clinic anyway. He was with another pregnant she-wolf—his childhood friend, Bonnie. He held her with a tenderness he no longer gave me. "I'll take responsibility for this child," he promised her. "He'll be safe." His words shattered my world. Their child? I stormed in to confront them and saw it: his temporary mark on her neck. He swore the pup wasn't his. He claimed a rogue attacked her and the mark was only for protection. His lie was a knife twisting in our mate bond. I was carrying his pure-blooded heir. But he let the pack brand my child a bastard, while hailing her half-blood pup as his true heir. To protect Bonnie, he locked me in a silver-laced cell. The silver was a living death. He didn't realize his mistake until I took the forbidden herbs, sacrificing our child and collapsing in a pool of my own blood. Only then did he cradle my broken body, begging for a forgiveness I would never give.

Angelina Winter finds herself in a tough situation when she finds out about her parents death. She has to take care of her one year old sister and seven year old cousin. All in while she tries to defend herself from the accusations and charges thrown toward her by her maternal family. Andrew Moretti is the best friend of Angelina. He has been with her in all her ups and downs. A humble but rich heir. Wants to make his own name, but his biggest dream is to get married to Angelina one day and have a family with her. Ella Winter is a crazy woman and cares about nothing but money. She kills her husband and In-Laws ( Angelina's parents ) for their money. She tries to kill Angelina as well but fails in her every attempt. Read this story to find if Angelina and Andrew will get together or not or if Ella will succeed in her mission of killing Angelina or if Angelina can get justice for her parents.

I am Alpha Asher's fated mate. His Luna, blessed by the Moon Goddess. But when I started bleeding out, our pup's life hanging by a thread, Asher was at a party for her son—Seraphina's son—celebrating his first shift. I cried out to him through our mind-link, begging for help. He just sounded annoyed. "Bleeding? How long are you going to keep up this act? Last time it was a headache that turned out to be nothing. Now it's bleeding. Aurora, enough is enough. I'm at Leo's first shift party. This is a huge day for him. I can't just leave." Then I heard Seraphina's child call him "Daddy," and Asher's voice, so full of love, answer him. Before I could say anything else, he ruthlessly severed the link. Three hours later, the doctors declared my pup dead. I sent Asher the wolfstone that held our pup's shattered soul, then went to the pack elders alone. "Asher has betrayed me. I demand the severing of our mate bond."

Just when everything was going as planned Joanne was feeling the stress of her wedding and scheduled a doctor's appointment. A couple days later she gets a call that stops her plans in their tracks. "Ms. Hart, you're pregnant." Will all her best days ever come crashing to an end?

Ella has spent years hiding. Hiding from the whispers. Hiding from the laughter. Hiding from Sara Moon, the queen of Moonridge High, who made sure everyone knew Ella was nothing but a fat joke. The only light in her darkness was Damon Silverton, the star hockey player, the boy who held her hand in secret and promised one day the whole school would know she was his. That day came at the awards ceremony. Damon called another girl's name. And Ella fell apart. But when Kael Thorne transfers to Moonridge High, everything changes. His wolf wakes up the moment he sees her. She is his mate. And for the first time, Ella feels what it means to be chosen, publicly, proudly, without shame. But history is repeating itself. Three generations of women in Ella's family have been torn apart by love and jealousy. Her mother warns her: one of these boys will kill the other for her. And if she's not careful, she might not survive either. Damon wants her back. Kael wants to keep her. And Angel, Kael's dangerous ex-girlfriend and a powerful witch, will do anything, even use dark magic, to eliminate the mate who stole her man. But the main villain in her love life might not be who she expects. And the truth about her father's death could destroy everything.

''Sometimes I sit alone in my room, not because I'm lonely but because I want to. I quite like it but too bad sitting by myself always leads to terrifying, self-destructive thoughts. When I'm about to do something, he calls. He is like my own personal superhero and he doesn't even know it. Now my superhero never calls and there is no one to help me, maybe I should get a new hero. What do you think?'' ''Why don't you be your own hero?'' I didn't want to be my own hero I just wanted my best friend, too bad that's all he'll ever be to me- a friend. Trigger Warning so read at your own risk.

My girlfriend's so-called guy best friend found out I had epilepsy. He deliberately spiked my drink with stimulants. The moment I drank it, my nervous system was overstimulated. My heart rate surged. My chest tightened. Then the familiar warning signs hit–blurred vision, fragmented awareness, the onset of a seizure. The next second, I lost control of my body and collapsed onto the floor. My muscles convulsed violently. My jaw locked tight. My breathing turned uneven. I struggled to pull out the emergency medication I always carried with me, trying to stop the seizure from worsening. However, just as I was about to take it, I realized the hot water in my bottle had been replaced with highly concentrated coffee. The extra caffeine intensified the neurological stimulation. My convulsions worsened. My thoughts became more chaotic. My fingers stiffened to the point where I could barely move. Aaron Stone looked down at me on the floor and laughed. "Not bad. You're pretty convincing. "I've seen plenty of seizure patients before. Never seen anyone act this well." Gasping for air, I forced myself onto my knees in front of Mia, my jaw tightening from the spasms. "Mia... call an ambulance... I'm having a seizure..." Mia frowned at my obvious condition, but there was only impatience on her face. "Enough already. "If you keep acting like this, it's honestly too much. Since when can people having seizures still talk? "Aaron's a doctor. With him here, what could possibly happen to you?" I stopped trying to explain. Because I was already entering the next stage of neurological collapse. Even speaking had become difficult. Using the last of my strength, I pulled out my phone and sent an emergency distress message.

As I casually opened the online forum, a trending post at the top caught my eye. [Share the wildest thing you’ve ever done.] I clicked on the second comment, which seemed to contain just one line. [Without a doubt, it was the night before my buddy’s wedding when I had his wife come over for a “quality check.”] However, the poster kept adding to the thread. [That night, the woman tricked that idiot into thinking it was a bachelorette party, but she actually spent the whole night at my place. [She said she didn’t want to sleep with just one man forever and needed one last wild night before tying the knot. [By the end of the night, her throat was nearly raw from all the screaming. [We kept going until sunrise, right there in the wedding car her husband was supposed to pick her up later that day.] [Not only that, but even after they got married, this fool kept bringing his wife over to my place for dinner. [He’d help me in the kitchen while I pinned his wife against the fridge and kissed her. [He’d be glued to the game in the living room while his wife knelt in the bathroom and took care of me. [One time, when he passed out drunk on my couch, his wife and I had our own fun on the carpet beside him. [Every time he rolled over, we’d both jump. It was the thrill of knowing we could get caught at any moment.] The image loaded, revealing the familiar interior of the wedding car. The lucky charm I had given my wife dangled from the rearview mirror. My fingers momentarily stiffened, and I nearly dropped my phone. A wave of nausea rolled in my stomach as a chill crept up my spine. Just then, a hand appeared in my field of vision, waving in front of me. “Calvin, what are you zoning out for? You’re at my place, and you’re still on your phone. Come on. Dig in while it’s hot.” Wyatt Preston, my friend, grinned at me. Yet, his eyes kept straying toward my wife, Queenie Jennings, who was sitting beside me.

I’d been married to my husband James for three years. On Valentine’s Day, he gave his stepsister, Mia, one hundred and eighty thousand dollars, along with millions in jewelry. I, on the other hand, received a free bouquet of roses. When I didn’t look thrilled, he accused me of being a gold digger. “Mia never had anyone to care for her growing up. Why are you competing with her? Isn’t being Mrs. Smith enough to feed your vanity?” Furious, I stormed out of the house. When a car lost control and came barreling toward me, he instinctively rushed to protect Mia, who was standing a full ten feet from the road. I was the one who ended up in the hospital. Lying in that bed, I finally gave up. I signed the divorce papers without hesitation. “Giving up the title of Mrs. Smith is the dumbest decision you’ll ever make,” he told me, looking down at me from above before walking away. Seven years later, we met again. He took one glance at my simple dress and laughed out loud. I didn’t bother to respond. I just held my daughter close and waited for her father—the richest man in the city—to arrive.