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On her first day at work, a new colleague uploaded a 500-million-dollar property purchase agreement to the company group chat. The message was accompanied by the caption: “Thanks for the gift for my first day at work, Dad!” She quickly deleted it, following up with, “Sorry, wrong chat!” I frowned, recognizing the contract immediately. It was the same property my father gifted me for my birthday a month ago. Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the contract number and chimed in. “I have a relative in real estate. I remember this property. Our chairman bought it recently!” “So, the heiress has joined us to experience life. Forgive your humble servant for not recognizing you!” The chat was soon filled with flattering remarks. Even my stingy and miserly husband joined in. I felt a coldness in my heart and couldn’t help but respond in the group chat, “I recall the president always opposing ostentatious displays of wealth and advocating humility. This heiress seems to veer away from his usual philosophy.” Instead of support, I faced attacks from my husband and others. “Look at you being so poor and petty. How could you ever compare to Grace? Why did I ever marry someone so shortsighted?” “As if you know the president that well! I think you’re just jealous that Grace was born with a silver spoon!” I sneered coldly and, without hesitation, dialed the president’s number right in front of everyone. “Dad, I heard we’re not that close, hmm?”

Kimberly Blake was an eccentric headstrong woman who had always believed simplicity was the best way to live life, but one high school reunion, coming face to face with her ex boyfriend who had cheated on her with her very own best friend in the most horrible way and worse the were still together, happily engaged after ruining her eighteenth birthday. Suddenly she wasn't so sure about her theory on 'simplicity' somehow revenge sounded way more interesting. Nikolas Stone,dubbed prince charming by america's lot had always had whatever he wanted, when he wanted it and right now what he wanted was the red headed witch with a sick sense of humor whom he couldn't seem to forget, not because she was special but because he was Nikolas Stone,he always got what he wanted.

It all started with jealousy. Becca, a possessive woman who wants to take everything from her twin sister, Marga. Her insane jealousy reached its worst point after Marga's marriage with Aldous, an Alpha king whom Becca admired most. Her indiviousness leads her to take an evil plan against Marga through the help of an ugly omega, Farcas who asked for her virginity to grant her wish. Thinking that Marga was dead already, she disguised as the Luna Queen and spent Kong years with Aldous. But, Marga returned for a revenge, this time, she made sure that Becca will suffer the weight of her deeds.

I bring Selena Bloomberg home because I find her pitiful, and I treat her very well as if she were my own younger sister. However, I didn't think that she would end up impersonating me as the Bloomberg family's heiress and kill me afterward before getting rid of my body. Now that I am reborn, I refuse to let the same tragedy happen again. I swear that I will make her pay. An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth!

Bridget's lips curled slightly into a satisfied smirk. “We’ll see. Start the car and drive me to the city.” “Yes, ma’am,” Hans said as he opened the passenger door for her. As the car pulled out of the mansion’s long driveway, Bridget couldn’t help but notice Hans's composure. His movements were precise, his demeanor calm. “You drive well,” she remarked. “Thank you, ma’am,” Hans replied without breaking his focus on the road. Bridget tilted her head, studying him. “Why become a driver?” she asked suddenly. Hans hesitated for a moment. “Personal reasons, ma’am.” “Hmm. You’re full of secrets, aren’t you?” Bridget teased, though her tone carried genuine curiosity. Somehow, she wanted to know the deepest of the deepest of his driver. That's how it works for her. Maybe. Before Hans could reply, she noticed a black SUV trailing close behind them. Her instincts, sharp as ever, kicked in. “Hans, speed up,” she commanded. “We’re being followed.” “Yes, ma’am,” Hans said, immediately accelerating, maintaining his composed demeanor, and his expertise in driving. The black SUV matched their pace, confirming Bridget's suspicion. “Lose them,” she ordered, gripping her seatbelt. Hans’s hands moved deftly across the wheel, taking sharp turns and expertly navigating the highway. Bridget watched in amazement, realizing he was no ordinary driver. “Who are you, really?” she asked, her voice low and filled with intrigue. “Just your driver, ma’am,” Hans replied with a faint smile.

One mistake Felicia made in her life was to trust her twin sister. In exchange, her life, her dreams and even her future was taken away from her. When she thought nothing could get worse, she was forced to be marked by the man she dreaded the most in her life. … Beta Andrew lost his hopes in mate bond and love when he lost the love of his life. He thought he was never gonna find anyone. His heart was locked away in a metal cage after he encountered betrayal from his chosen mate. Until one smile shattered that cage one day. Will Beta Andrew ever get to find his true mate? Or will he live alone forever?

Fake crown. Wrong bride. Real mate bond....And one very unplanned pup. Leanna I was the princess’s shadow—her stand-in for speeches, signatures, and, apparently, the Alpha’s impostor bride. Cedric Raine needed a bride to end a war. I needed to survive. The crown was fake. The name wasn’t mine. But every touch on mating night? Terrifyingly real. He marked me, mated me, made me believe I wasn’t just a lie. Until the real princess came back. And he locked me in a cell. So I left—with his heir. Six years later, I don’t wear crowns—I build business empires. Now I return to his palace in heels, diamonds, and zero regrets. And when he sees my little boy with his eyes? The crown won’t be the only thing at my feet. Cedric She wasn’t the princess. I knew it the second she stepped into my court. But her scent, her fire, the way she trembled in my arms—that was real. I kept her because I couldn’t let her go. Even when the truth came for us, I chose silence to protect her. Now she’s back—with a new name, her own kingdom, and a child that looks just like me. And I’d burn mine down just to have her again.

The most popular girl from my high school is getting married. She invites everyone in our class to the wedding. I want to act like I don't see the message, but she deliberately tags me in the group chat. "You kept pretending to be a rich girl like me in high school, but I don't hold it against you. In fact, I'll allow you to attend my wedding tomorrow to see what the rich life is like." The other classmates speak up. "You're so generous, Haley. It's no wonder you can marry someone from the Baumer family. I can't believe you can even forgive someone as materialistic as Emma!" "Does someone like Emma Larkin even deserve to attend Haley's wedding? She's so full of herself." As the insults become worse, Haley Stockwell steps forward to keep the peace. "Come on, let's put this behind us. I'm not bothered by these things since it's been so long. Anyway, let's not bear a grudge against Emma when she's already so poor and ugly." Everyone in the group chat starts singing her praises and calling her kind and innocent. I sneer. Haley is the one who kept pretending to be rich—I'm the true heiress from an affluent family, yet she made me out to be a liar. She turned me into the target of everyone's insults. I check the digital wedding invitation to see that the venue is my villa. The groom looks familiar—isn't he my husband's driver? I smile at the thought of what's going to happen. I reply, "Sure! I have to attend your wedding!"

A fallen heiress. A broken alpha. A plot for revenge…..and an unexpected twist of fate. When calamity strikes her pack, Valeria does everything within her power to save her people. Even if it means begging for help from the arrogant alpha of the rival pack. But fate has other plans in store for her and when things take an interesting turn, she's left with two choices. Sign her life away to her unexpected mate, or watch her people die. Beneath the icy demeanor and long sleeved clothes of Draaven Ventura lies a den of secrets….and a vengeful heart. When his feisty mate comes breezing through his door, seeking for help, he doesn't hesitate to use the situation to his advantage. His long assembled plan for vengeance is finally coming together, and he has the perfect pawn to use in his game.

"Arabella listen to me, I didn't lie." "Of course you didn't, you just left out the truth! is your name even Brad?" I asked fuming. I can't believe I've been married to this man for five years without knowing who he really is. What if the pack finds out? "Bella, please listen it is important you keep this between us until I find a way around it." Is he for real? the whole pack will know of this soon enough and we will be banished, or worse. I look at Brad and for the first time, I felt sorry for him. He is exhausted, probably haven't had a good night sleep for days. I do I break it to him? "I'm sorry Brad, but it's too late." Arabella can take anything from her husband, his humiliation, nonchalance and affection towards her twin, but she can't stand lies. she finds out he is an imposter and the real Alpha is getting dangerously close to the pack. once he comes, They'll be kicked out, or executed. she has to do everything to keep her family safe, for the sake of her new baby. Djune, is on a revenge train, ready to make the pack who kill his father pay, it doesn't matter if it is originally his pack, he is not coming to sit on the Alpha throne, he is coming to destroy it and everyone in his path.