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On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, Bria expects to hear the announcement she’s anticipated for two years: that she will wed Nathaniel, her true love. But then her Alpha breaks the news—and her heart. Bria will never see Nathaniel again. Instead, she will be mated to Jeremiah, a wolf outside of the pack. Jeremiah is strong and handsome, a worthy wolf. But Bria will have to leave her pack, her family, her home, and everything she’s ever known. Above all, she’ll have to leave Nathaniel. Can Bria learn to love Jeremiah? Or will her heart always truly belong to Nathaniel?

My husband worked overtime in the studio and suffered from an explosion. His body was blown to pieces. When my bestie frantically told me the news, I just nodded calmly. She called and texted me nonstop. She urged me to go to the site to recognize my husband's body. I blacklisted her and bought a ticket to go abroad. In my previous life, when I heard the news, I stopped at nothing and rushed to my husband's studio. However, I only saw my husband's cold ashes. My bestie said that my husband had poured out his troubles to her once. My husband said that I had run up a mountainous debt for gambling. He wanted a divorce, but I threatened him that he would have a sky-high debt if he divorced me. Even my mother cried and accused me of often going to the casino and taking men home at midnight. But none of this was true. I treated my husband very well; just a few days ago, I gave him a million-dollar watch as a gift. And I had never done anything related to gambling. Facing their accusation, I chose to call the police to prove my innocence. However, the police discovered my diamond necklace at the explosion site, where forensic experts also found my fingerprints. I failed to prove my innocence and became the heinous murderer who killed my husband. My mother took me to court for justice and took over my business empire. In jail, I was retaliated and died. When I opened my eyes again, I regained my life on the day when my husband suffered from the explosion.

I receive news of my husband being hospitalized after accidentally eating mushrooms causing hallucinations. I ignore the pain in my sprained ankle and limp to the hospital. When I enter the hospital ward, my husband sidesteps me. Instead, he excitedly throws his arms around the young woman behind me. "You're finally here, honey! I missed you so much!" The young woman gives me a challenging look. Then, she wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, her face red. They cling to each other and act all lovey-dovey like there's no one with them. After a while, my husband seems to realize I'm there. He scratches his head in embarrassment, looking like a young man who's just fallen in love. "Mom has done a good job in maintaining her appearance, honey. She doesn't look like she's 50 at all."

An orphan girl was arranged to marry the third grandson of the second wealthiest family in the city. Even though she had never imagined a life like this, the young girl allowed herself to be hated, humiliated, and trampled upon by everyone in the Willard family to fulfill her grandmother's wish. Her husband despised her and wanted to give her a divorce but was bounded by the term of the contract. Her father and mother-in-law hated her because she was good for nothing and didn't contribute to the family. while her sister's in-law and everyone else in the family come up with excuses to bring her down. Suddenly, her life took a turn for the better, when her long-lost family found her wallowing in poverty .she was the third heir of the first richest family in the city, the Powers. “Give that worthless man a divorce and I will find the most wanted socialite in the world for you to marry,” Said her first brother, the famous business expert. “You are the missing piece of my heart, give me an order and I will make the world bow for you,” said her second brother, the strategist. “Even though I'm still unemployed, I have saved enough for you all these years, take my card and make yourself happy,” Her younger brother said. Ivy Haddock, who was just a lonely child found herself having three brothers and an adopted sister, who hated her. After serving the Willard family for two years, she accepted the divorce and left. Only to be met with news she never thought she could ever dream of, she was pregnant.

Nelly is a girl whose biggest dream is to marry the man she loves and they will live together in a beautiful mansion with many cute kids surrounding them. She is twenty years old, beautiful and very curvy. She is the daughter of Roddy Willows a rich business man and owner of Willows enterprise. She felt her world crumbling when her father told her that she will get married Bill Kent the youngest billionaire in New York a person she has not met before, she only heard about he on the news and from what she has heard about him, he is very rude, arrogant and proud. she hoped her father was joking when he told her she will be getting married to a person she doesn't know, but no he was very serious. She begged her father not to put her through everlasting unhappiness by forcing her to get married to a person she does not love but there was nothing he could do because a deal has already been made, her father made a deal with Bill's father that they will get their children married when they came of age. He would pay dearly if he should back out of the deal. Bill of the other hand would have non of it, he already had a girlfriend, a person he loves so much and would love to get married to only to be told by his father that he will be getting married to a person he has never met before. He initially refused to accept the marriage but his father threatened to disown him and take away his inheritance. He had no choice but to comply but he swore to make the marriage hell for whoever the unlucky lady is.

Nine years into my "non-cohabiting partnership" with Simon, his father passed away. The first condition in his will was simple: Simon and Ella had to conceive a child. On the day the child turned one month old, Simon would inherit his father's fortune. Simon told me this himself—the night I walked in on them tangled in our bed. Afterward, as he took a slow drag from his cigarette, he murmured, "Lily, just wait a little longer. Once I get the inheritance, I'll marry you." But he went back on his word. From then on, every time Simon planned to meet Ella at our house, he would hang a string of bells on the door. Since his father's passing, those bells had chimed ninety-nine times. After the ninety-ninth, the news arrived—Ella was pregnant, and their engagement party was set. My daughter saw the invitation, hesitated, then softly asked, "Mom, is Daddy's name on this?" I forced a smile and gently smoothed her messy hair into a neat ponytail. "Daddy is marrying the one he loves," I said. "And I'm taking you home." Simon never understood—I never cared about that marriage certificate.

When a pampered socialite in post civil war Boston seeks adventure and romance, she finds peril, heartache, and tragedy along with it. Answering an ad in The Matrimonial News, she secretly marries by proxy, but is widowed before she gets to meet her husband. The fact that she's naïve and unskilled in the ways of love when she finally encounters the man of her dreams only adds to her situation.

On a beautiful island not so far away, filled with snow and light, lived a simple yet powerful ,beautiful fairy called Elena in the kingdom of Winterfell. She grew up as a winter fairy, very close to Gardiana, the home of Winterfell where all super naturals came together to discover their powers. As she was the only fairy that was born in winter. Her powers were so extraordinary which anyone had never ever seen , though she found it difficult to control them within but with her best friend called Elvenia she learnt to control her powers. Despite many challenges she faced along the way, she fell in love with one of Elvenia's servant called Terence. A grievous news was spread far and wide in the kingdom that the queen of Winterfell died. As Years passed by thing’s got worse , slowly bringing Winterfell back to the way it was once again . With Winterfell not having a queen all hope is Lost and the dark forces which have broken free now move around, Unraveling demonic super naturals all over Winterfell. The only way the kingdom of Winterfell can be restored and taken back, is to find someone born of lilies blood who would come and bring back peace and order again. With no time to spare , they went out on a journey hoping to find the chosen one but came across a mysterious stranger who took them to another realm they had thought never existed. Encountering different mythical creatures, they got help to find the chosen one but a sacrifice was made on the way. The question now remains who….? The sudden death of the queen, the mysterious stranger , the sacrifices and the suffering of a kingdom now brought down to its knees filled with dark forces, betrayal, lies and mysteries.

After my fated mate, Liam, postponed our marking ceremony for the ninety-ninth time, I saw him on the pack's evening news broadcast. He was with Clara at the Temple of the Moon Goddess, helping her choose precious moonstones. The look on his face was a gentle one I'd never seen before. My heart turned to ash. In my despair, I immediately accepted Alpha Fabian's courtship. He wooed me at his lavish estate, promising me the grandest marking ceremony of all. I started to believe the Moon Goddess had made a mistake, that Fabian was my true mate. Until I walked in on him in his study, plotting with a witch. On our marking night, he was going to steal my wolf soul and give it to Clara. And to make sure I could never interfere with Clara and Liam's bond, he planned to keep me his prisoner forever. I fled back to my room, sobbing uncontrollably. Then, with a trembling hand, I called the apothecary. "I need your strongest potion to end a pregnancy. As soon as possible."

Imagine my shock when I found out that my husband, a professor who had proudly embraced a childless life for half of his years, had an affair with one of his own students. She even had his six-year-old son. The day I planned to report him to the university, Zia Thompson came to my door with the child and knelt in front of me. "Maybe you and Zeke were in love once," she said. "But he's over forty now. Who doesn't want to have a child? A legacy?" "I don't need a title," she went on. "I can give up the child too. I just beg you, don't tear our family apart." I looked at my husband, who stood protectively in front of them. I felt terrifyingly calm. "Cut ties with them," I said, my voice flat, "or prepare to be reported to the university. You choose." Without a moment's hesitation, he tore the report letter into shreds. I thought that was his answer. But on the fifty-second night of a bed grown cold and a home echoing with silence, he still hadn't returned. Instead, I received news that Zia was pregnant again. She had graduated by then. The report I never sent no longer posed any threat to them. Zeke didn't bother to hide his fatigue and irritation anymore. "Treat Zia and the kids well," he said, "or keep living alone in that empty house. It's your choice." My heart was already a wasteland. "I have one more option," I said. "I choose divorce."