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On New Year's Eve, Facebook blew up. The reason was that Bennett Miles, the golden boy of Crestmoor’s elite, posted an update. In the photo, a shy young woman hid her face as she leaned against his shoulder while he grinned. His eyes were full of affection and mischief. His caption read, "What do I do? Looks like I'm officially taken." Friends in his circle flooded the comment section with congratulations. The real frenzy began when Bennett announced that the first 10,000 followers to like, share, and comment on the post would each receive a gold bar. The internet went wild with envy and curiosity. Everyone scrambled to find out more about the woman in the picture. Then, someone claiming to have inside information started a livestream. "Stop guessing. Her name is Kara Sierra. You know Sierra Hall at Crestmoor College? That building was named after her! "Two years ago, she had kidney failure. Bennett personally donated one of his own kidneys to save her!"

"I'm so sorry for not fulfilling what you and your packs truly desire, Nathan. I love you. Truly am. But I did not expect my death would be the only solution in exchange to achieve that dream." Ellen continued sobbing as she tried to remove Nathan's grasp away from her. Nathan, on the other hand, kept his grasp tighter, having no plan to let go of Ellen no matter what. He had regretted letting her go in the past. This time, the only thing that remained real was Ellen. Their forbidden love story has undergone a few obstacles, even reaching the point they have disobeyed their wolf's principles. "Ellen, even if she makes me happy, my heart, body, and soul always long for you. But I have to uphold and ratify my name and the pack. She needs me. My pack needs me." "How am I supposed to understand and accept the truth that you are no longer mine, Ghino?" To Nathan's surprise, Ellen wrapped her arms around him.

Being a writer is not easy, but being a ghost writer who wanted to pursue writing but doesn’t want her name to get involved to any issues in order to have a peaceful life is so hard. While Bavina is focusing on being a ghost writer whom have tons of supporters and readers, she’s having a hard time to hide it when Paul Hemingway, whom is a singer and a composer knew about her big secret. It all started when Bavina saw him in the middle of the rain, crying and not on the right mind. Paul asked her to be in a fake relationship with him and will pay her a half million, and after Bavina met Paul’s Dad, she’s determined to help him to stop the marriage of Paul and Tacia, whom was his ex. But what if because of the contract fake relationship, one of them will want to be in a real relationship? And what if the moment they created a new human being, they both turned their back on each other because one of them can’t accept it? Are they going to be with each other or one of them will get married to one another and deny the child? Unforbidden is unforbidden. Fake is fake.

Laura Miller Williams problems come all at once. Her boyfriend cheated on her, her father's company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and she risked losing the Miller Estate. Now, she was about to marry a man she only knew by name - Draco Atlas Smith, the owner of the Smith Group of Companies. It was a marriage of convenience; she and Draco would marry to save her family's assets, especially the beloved Miller Estate. And when Laura saw the man she was to marry, her heart almost stopped. Draco Atlas Smith was tall, fair-complexioned, well-built, and gorgeously handsome. The man's sex appeal was simply overflowing. His piercing stare sent chills, a trait that earned him the formidable reputation as the Cold Billionaire. Draco and Laura got married in a simple ceremony. But it wasn't until she became Mrs. Smith that she discovered the real reason he'd married her. It wasn't just about helping her; he'd used her to exact revenge on her father, who had wronged him.

“You fucking carry my name now, Bella. You're Mrs Bella Enzo Barine. You no more belong to Marino's.”, Enzo roared. “I'm not a piece of land or some property that you own, Enzo. I'm a human and I breathe. I'm married to you, not sold.” Bella spoke with tears in her eyes as the grip on her arm was getting harder which might leave a bruise later. I will not be dictated by a mandate to marry someone like Enzo De Luca, the sole heir of the Barone Clan. Despite his reputation for ruthlessness and his animosity towards the Marino’s, I refuse to be coerced into a marriage with a man I haven't seen in years. His grey eyes may have been my first love and my first heartbreak, but I will not allow him to break me. As the daughter of his greatest enemy, I am confident that I will not be bent to his will. The real question is not whether love can emerge from violence and hatred, but whether I will allow myself to be controlled in a perpetual struggle.

My secret boyfriend, Marco Ross—the fastest rising mafia star in New York—hid a ring in our home. I thought it was for me. Instead, I received a video of him proposing to another woman—Bianco Conti —on our anniversary. The same night, masked men broke in, held me at gunpoint, and forced me to call Marco. A woman answered the call, “Marco, your little orphan is calling again.” Then Marco’s cold tone. “Don’t bother, babe, she’s just your substitute, a stray I keep around, a free woman to warm my bed.” The masked men shot me in the stomach—then fled. What Marco didn’t know? The real Conti heiress… was me. The Bianco he cherished so much… was just an imposter. I once refused to take the Conti name because of Marco, afraid it would ruin us. But if he never cared… why should I? I made one call. “Papa, I’ll come home, take over the business, and accept the marriage alliance—but Bianca has to be go.”

Maddox: Depriving myself of my desires and hiding behind my pen name was one thing. Having the campus legend and hockey captain make a deal with me, that was another. But the real nightmare? He became my new stepbrother. Damian Prescott was everything I despised and the temptation I couldn't resist. He says he hates me, yet he refuses to break the deal. He curses me in the morning and worships me at night. He’s confusing, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. I’ve spent years avoiding love, hiding secrets, and staying in the shadows. But Damian refuses to let me hide, and suddenly, I’m falling. Damian: Thought I had it all under control; stalking him, striking a deal and even staying behind for him. Then I found out he was my new stepbrother. And like always, I ran. Close enough to get attached, far enough to avoid the fall. A push-and-pull game I never meant to lose. Now… losing him forever feels inevitable. What’s the next move when the heart refuses to listen?

Claire Sterling went to prison because her family decided she was expendable. Her husband, Nathan Sterling, needed her out of the way. His mistress was already waiting to take her place. Their son testified against his own mother without hesitation. When Claire is released, Nathan offers her a choice he believes is merciful: apologize, return quietly, and remain Mrs. Sterling in name only. Their son makes it clear he wants nothing to do with her. Claire declines. She files for divorce and takes her case to Carter Thorne—the man Nathan has spent years trying to crush in business. Carter doesn’t offer sympathy. He offers strategy. The divorce becomes a public defeat. Claire walks away with control of most of the assets, while Nathan loses more than money. His reputation fractures, his partners retreat, and the leverage he once relied on disappears. Free from the marriage that destroyed her, Claire rebuilds her career on her own terms. Her work earns recognition fast, and her name becomes valuable again—this time without the Sterling family attached to it. Nathan’s life unravels just as efficiently. The woman he protected exposes her real ambitions. The son who rejected his mother realizes too late who actually cared. The family that pushed Claire out collapses from the inside. When Nathan and his son finally show up at Claire’s door, regret has replaced arrogance. They ask her to come back. They ask as if forgiveness is still owed. Claire listens, then makes it clear: She is no longer waiting to be chosen. Whether they belong in her life at all is now her decision—and one she has no reason to rush.

I made one promise to my mother. No baby without a ring. Then I got drunk, slept with a stranger who left cash on the nightstand like I was nothing, and woke up pregnant with no name, no number and no way to find him. Pregnant. Jobless. And my only option is marrying a man I already hate on sight. Ivan West is everything I cannot stand. Arrogant, cold, and used to getting exactly what he wants. But he needs a wife and I need a husband and somewhere in between desperation and bad decisions we sign a contract that is supposed to fix everything. One year. Shared penthouse. Fake marriage. Real baby that he agrees to claim as his. Simple. Except nobody stays enemies when they are forced to share a bed every night. Nobody keeps their walls up when life keeps finding new ways to tear them down. And nobody, nobody, walks into a contract marriage with a man like Ivan West and comes out the other side feeling nothing. I came into this with one rule. Do not fall for him. I should have read the fine print.

“You think you can walk away from me, Ava?” His voice was low, dangerous—the kind that made her pulse betray her fear. “I don’t even know who you are,” she whispered, trembling as his fingers traced her jaw. “Then let me remind you… one kiss at a time.” When Ava Sinclair is forced by her foster brothers to be a billionaire’s mistress, she never expects to fall into the hands of Lorenzo Valenti, the city’s most feared mafia heir. To settle her foster family’s debts, she’s offered to him as property. But Lorenzo sees more than a transaction—he sees her face. A face that haunts him from a past soaked in blood. A woman who vanished ten years ago… a woman from his rival’s family. As Ava’s buried memories start to resurface, the truth threatens to destroy them both. Because her real name isn’t Ava. And the man who claims her heart might be the one destined to be killed by her.