Born Without Collarbones

Born chubby and Ugly, she was hated by all the people in her pack including her family. Cruelest fate, when she clock twenty two and she couldn't find her mate, her parents marry her off to the most ruthless man in the pack. He turned her to a punching bag and his Solence for pouring his anger whenever he is angry. One night, he was drunk to stupor and beat her up like he always do, this time she fell off the stairs and die.

George Quinn brought his childhood sweetheart and their illegitimate son home. He said it was just a drunken mistake from seven years ago, and now he just wanted to make things right. Covering the boy's ears, he whispered to me, "Lucas is sensitive. Just say Emma is adopted to avoid upsetting him. Lily has struggled to raise him alone, and I owe her a proper title. In a few days, let's head to the courthouse for a divorce, but our daily life won't change." I didn't argue or fight. After enduring heartbreak and finalizing the divorce, I packed my things and left with my daughter. The butler urged George to persuade me to stay, but George dismissed him. "She is nearly 40 with a child in tow. Does she think another man will want her?" What he didn't know was that my long-lost first love came back last month. The man was still single, waiting for me all these years.

The mate bond was supposed to be her salvation. Instead, it destroyed everything Mira thought she knew. Her engagement to Dorrin, the Royal Commander, falls apart when the bond appears with Alexander, the Lycan prince shrouded in secrets. Soon, dangerous attempts on Mira’s life begin, and the truth is terrifying: the people closest to her are hiding betrayals that could bring down her kingdom. Can she trust the mysterious prince who sets her soul on fire, even if he might be the one holding the dagger? Or will she turn to the friend who shares her bloodline and her past? In a world of dragons, lycans, and deadly politics, one wrong choice could cost Mira not only her crown—but her life.

Power bound to your destiny, you can't escape from... Doing the impossible to survive... And still they say it is all coming to an end... But deep down..you know it is all getting started... They say...Existence is triggered. Triggered by a force aligned with Chaos. The Force Of Sentience, the Force of Essence, The Force Of "The Spark." And just a being possesses the power of the Spark, the Celestial...John Ozais Screeman. John's desire for more power sends the world on a whole new path, a gaffe that is set to ruin existence. After releasing a high demon from hell, John realises more had been done than what he thought he performed. More precisely, the penning down of the prophecy which shall unveil the end of the supernatural race and rain chaos to the mortals. Evil triggered by the prophecy rises one after another in its various forms in accordance to the fulfillment of what has been written, what fate hath made so. Demons, raging from the depths of hell, mutants and Vampires rising, magic turning against it's host, powers at it's verge, Realms collapsing and realities wrapping turning to chaos. All hope and faith of the supernatural, fall upon the shoulders of John Ozais. Like they say, with the Spark, comes life but what they were never told was... Before Life,...comes "Chaos And Apocalypse."

He was, and had nothing when I met him. He was a terribly poor dreamer, and all he had was smooth words and endless promises. I gave up everything for him, including my family’s wealth, my privileged life, my identity as an heiress. I hid who I really was just to help him climb the ladder, brick by brick, until his name shone like gold. Our empire was built on my sacrifices. And how did he repay me? By throwing me away like a piece of used, wet tissue. By parading his new fiancée in my face and sneering, “Don’t you think I’m out of your league now?” He thought he could erase me. He thought he could take my love, my labor, my loyalty…and bury me like garbage. But he forgot one thing. I’m not just a girl he used. I’m an heiress. The gold in his pocket? The power in his hands? The empire on his shoulders? All of it came from me. Now I’ve returned to the world I left behind, with bodyguards at my side, a new fiancé chosen by my family, and more power than he could ever dream of. And when he calls me a gold digger? I’ll smile and remind him of the truth… “Gold digger? No. I’m the gold maker. And without me, Mr. Billionaire, you are nothing.”

I want a divorce.” Andy blinked. “Divorce? You’re joking.” But Anna wasn’t smiling. “No, Andy. I’m done. I won’t share a roof with you and your mistress.” Andy scoffed. “Be serious, Anna. You can’t live without me. You need me.” Anna’s smile turned deadly. “Oh, you think so?” She stepped closer, her voice sharp as a dagger. “Watch me, dear husband. I can live without you.” *** She walked away with nothing—except her pride. When Anna Roberts discovers her husband has moved his mistress into their home, she makes the boldest decision of her life: divorce. With only her son and her dignity, she steps into an unfamiliar world determined to start over. Mocked for her weight, underestimated by everyone—including herself—Anna transforms her pain into power. She works, she fights, and she rebuilds. Soon, she’s no longer the woman Andy could belittle… she’s the woman he’ll never deserve again. But then there’s Gerald Smith. Her powerful, disciplined boss. The man who never mixes business with pleasure. Until Anna. What begins as temptation spirals into something dangerous—something forbidden. Gerald knows one wrong step could ruin them both, but walking away from Anna might destroy him more. Anna thought her divorce was the end of her story. But it was only the beginning.

Tony Gambino never forgave me. His childhood sweetheart died saving my life, and for seven years, his hatred was a constant, silent burn. I fasted. I prayed. I begged for absolution. He met my penance with a cold sneer. "I'll only forgive you when you're dead." The words were a knife to the heart. So why, when we were both poisoned, did he shove the only antidote down my throat? As the poison claimed him, blood trickling from his lips, he choked out his last words, "Scarlett... in our next life, let's never meet." Later, I tried to visit his grave. His sworn brother and Consigliere, Richard Bruno, blocked my path. He pressed a gun to my forehead. "I don't know how you have the nerve to show your face here, Scarlett. He'd be alive if he hadn't saved you. "I should never have let him give up Elma for you. You're a curse. Everyone who gets close to you gets destroyed." Their eyes were unanimous in their blame. And they were right. So I watched his gravesite from a distance, my own guilt a heavier stone than any marker. Not long after, I was killed in a gang crossfire. When I opened my eyes, I was seven years in the past. This time, I made a different choice: I let Tony go—so that everyone might live.

Before I turned eighteen, I was the adored principessa of the Moretti family. That all changed on my eighteenth birthday, when my father brought home an orphan girl named Carina. "She needs a home," my father said. "You will look after her, like a sister." From that moment on, nothing was the same. My brother, who once doted on me, became cold and distant. And my fiancé... his love for me seemed to halve overnight. The family praised Carina for being gentle and obedient, calling her a far better daughter than me, their own flesh and blood. After being cast aside for Carina one too many times, I finally broke and grabbed my father's sleeve. "Does blood mean nothing at all?" My father's fury ignited. He sheltered a tear-stricken Carina behind him, and in front of every member of the family, he struck me across the face. "You selfish waste. I wish I'd never had you." "You bring shame to this family," my brother Marco's voice was as cold as a blade. "Get out." And my fiancé, Vincent, looked at me with disappointment,"If only it had been Carina I was engaged to from the start." They thought I would grovel at their feet, like I always did. But I said nothing, just walked to the family safe, removed the official documents, and drew a single line through my name. I took the engagement ring from my finger and placed it on the table. I gave Carina everything they felt I didn't deserve. After all, I only had a few days left to live. But they had no idea then that amid the ruins of the Moretti family, they would one day kneel in the rain and plead for my return.

The Omega Rises: The Alphas true born Alyssa Hale was a baby when she was found abandoned to die in Hulen Woods, raised by the Moonborn Pack but never truly one of them. As an omega, she is beneath them all—training to fight but never allowed to rise. Her only escape, Levi Conan, the future Alpha, her forbidden love. But love is a dangerous game, and Alyssa loses. On the night of Levi’s wedding to her best friend, Mira, Alyssa is humiliated. Forced to serve the man she loves and his new wife. Forced to endure the wandering hands of Alpha Conan and given an impossible choice, Alyssa runs. Now a rogue, she faces a brutal world where survival is a battle. Hunted. Broken. Alone. Until she meets Zev, a deadly warrior who tempts her with promises of freedom. But trust is a weakness, and Zev has his own agenda. Betrayed again, Alyssa is dragged to Fenrath, the most powerful pack in existence. Alyssa is forced into servitude. But within its walls, secrets stir. A Luna who watches her too closely. A stolen birthright hidden in blood. A past she was never meant to acknowledge. She was never meant to serve. She was meant to rule. Now, caught between seduction, power, and betrayal, Alyssa must fight for her destiny. Because in a world where Lunas and Alphas reign, only the strongest survive.

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