Bts Two Three

On my birthday, my adopted sister, Sophia Norris, frames me for soiling her dress and causing her to not be able to attend the banquet. My older brothers, Gerald and Gary Moore, immediately demand that I give my gown to Sophia. Otherwise, they will cancel the birthday banquet. Furious, I point at them while screaming, "I didn't ruin her dress at all! She was the one who splashed red wine onto it! "Also, I will never give my gown to her! My best friend designed it for me!" As soon as my words fall, Gerald commands the bodyguards to tear the gown from my body. At the same time, Gary picks up a wine glass and dumps red wine onto my face. "It's bad enough that you constantly bully Sophia! Today, her crush, Zachary Green, will be attending the banquet too! Do you have any idea how long she has prepared for this day to come?" Gerald adds, "A vile woman like you doesn't have the right to be born, let alone celebrate your birthday!" After that, a few bodyguards drag me into the basement. Immediately, pitch-black darkness swallows me. I have severe asthma. Breathing becomes insanely difficult for me as seconds tick by. I keep screaming loudly and calling for help, but all I hear is laughter coming from the banquet upstairs. It isn't until the banquet is well underway that Gerald and Gary remember that I exist. But I've already died in the cramped basement.

Nineteen-year-old Alex Raynot has never known peace. Between a sick younger brother, parents whose love curdled into daily war, and a cheating ex who turned violent, she’s learned that survival means never trusting too deeply, and never hoping too much. But when one night of terror drives her straight into the path of three dangerous men who look like sin sculpted in flesh, her world takes a turn she could never have imagined. Reed. Rhett. Rhys. Three brothers with eyes like night and power that hums in the air around them. They rule Denver’s underground. Their names whispered with both reverence and fear. Ruthless. Unreachable. Untouchable. Until Alex crashes into their world. A wrong door. A desperate escape. One encounter that should have ended in disaster becomes a collision course with fate. Because when her family is forced to relocate for her grandfather’s funeral, Alex discovers the unthinkable truth: those same three men, the ones who saved her, and branded her mind with fear and forbidden desire, are her step uncles. Now, she’s trapped inside their mansion, surrounded by luxury that feels like a gilded cage. Every hallway hums with tension, every look from Reed burns like a challenge, every word from Rhys teases the edge of danger, and every silent glance from Rhett feels like a promise of something she shouldn’t want. They’re older. Powerful. Untouchable. And yet, each carries a darkness that pulls her closer. But beneath the glittering wealth and cold marble walls lie secrets her father refuses to explain, secrets about why he left this family years ago, and what kind of empire his half-brothers truly built.

Pamela Riles' business is failing. A day before her birthday and their public introduction, she finds out that her fiance Liam, is married. Pamela attempts suicide, but is saved by one of her new recruits, Royal. Royal Markinson is the Markinson empire's first heir. He proposes a business to Pamela's failing company in his father's name, and then disguises himself as a commoner and gets a job at Pamela's firm. Liam tries to disgrace Pamela by showing up to her birthday with his wife, but Royal intervenes and publicly claims her, revealing his true identity to her. Royal agrees to partner with her company and save her face through an arranged marriage on the condition that she act as a spy for his main competitor. Pamela is forced to sign the contract because she has no other option. What happens when Pamela discovers Royal's competitor is her high school ex, with whom she is still deeply in love? Will she stick to the contract or give in to the fist of love?.

Once, I begged you to love me, now, I’m the one holding the gun. “Your last words?” I whispered. He smiled like we were still lovers. “Till we meet again.” The next second, he brought out his gun and fired. And suddenly, I wasn’t sure who was hunting.

They say love can save you. But what if every love you've known only damned you deeper? On the eve of his wedding, the Alpha heir shares a drunken night of passion with two men — one his enemy, the other his future brother-in-law. Morning brings chaos, shame, and secrets too dark to bury. To escape a union he never wanted, he fakes a relationship with his late friend’s widow — the very woman who murdered her husband to be with him. But lies have consequences. And when the truth spirals into tragedy, he’s exiled, hunted, and presumed dead in a plane crash… until a silver thread of fate pulls him back to the very world he tried to run from. Torn between the rival who owns his heart, the man who wants to destroy him, and the ghosts of the ones he’s lost, he must face the truth: He was never the groom of one… He was the Groom of Three Sins.

"เอาแบบนี้เลย ใช่ไหมแซม ได้เลย ! เก็บเงินของคุณซะแล้วเรื่องระหว่างเราเก็บมันไว้เพียงความทรงจำ"

Three brothers. One girl. A bond that should never exist. Isabella Leigh’s dream of a destined mate turns into a nightmare when she finds her mate, Alpha Cain cheating with her best friend. Heartbroken, she rejects him and escapes to a new pack only to be slammed with a second-chance mate bond. She isn’t just fated to one Alpha son she’s bound to all three, her stepbrothers. Darcy, Trenton and Oliver. Three very different men, one forbidden connection. But fate isn’t kind. Her past returns with vengeance, dark magic, and a mate who refuses to let her go. As war brews, Isabella must decide: obey fate and lose herself, or rewrite the stars. Tagline: "If loving them is wrong, then let the whole world burn."

"I've spent a thousand years finding you, little mate and now that I've found you, I'm never letting you go! Even if I have to imprint it on your body, you belong to me, Celene!" Celene caught her boyfriend who was supposed to be away from the pack and her stepsister, tangled in the sheets and claiming to be fated mates. As if it wasn't enough, her stepmother is bent on marrying her off to the Lycan king. What she doesn't expect is that the ruthless and possessive Lycan King is none other than her fated mate. And now, he swears to never let her go. She was the salvation that he sought after all. He owned her---body, soul and mind!

Her husband gave her a divorce paper less than twenty-four hours after their wedding. D__Divorce? What?” Her marriage crumbles in 24 hours. JOPHIEL tosses a divorce paper in Sloane’s face, whispering, “I never loved you—just needed your fortune.” Betrayed by her husband, stepsister, step‑mom, and dad, Sloane signs away everything, walks out, and hooks up with a stranger. Six years later she storms back into New York with Quadruplets—Two spitting images of JOPHIEL , two of the mystery men she had a one night stand with. Both men now want her back… and the babies. Will Sloane ever forgive? Who really fathered the quads? Read this Scandalous story with me – discover who the quads belong to and whether love can survive betrayal. Content Warning. Strictly 18+. It contains DarkRomance, such as lust, obsession. You’ll love it

On the night of our eighth anniversary, I cooked everything Ethan loved. He didn't come home. I sat alone at the table until the food went cold. Then I did what I always did. I opened Selene's profile on the pack network. New post. One hour ago. A photo of Ethan, shirtless, building a fire in her den. Her hand on his shoulder. Her face turned toward the camera with a smile that showed too many teeth. The caption read: Grateful for old friends who drop everything when you need them. Even their marking anniversaries. I stared at it until my eyes burned. Then I liked it. Filed the bond-dissolution request. And started packing the trunk I'd kept ready for months. Ethan didn't believe it when he found out. "She's throwing a fit," I heard he told his packmates. "Give her three days." "I'll crook my finger and she'll come running back." "She always does." What he didn't understand was why I always came back. It was because I loved him. That was gone now.