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The night my husband crowned another woman as Luna, I realized the cruelest betrayal wasn't losing my title. It was discovering that I had been nothing more than a tool. For five years, I sacrificed everything to build the Crescent Moon Pack into the richest territory in the region. I balanced the books, secured the trade routes, and kept every family fed while Alpha Azriel accepted the praise that belonged to me. Then, in front of the entire pack, he discarded me for my own twin sister. He thought I would break. Instead, fate handed me something far more dangerous. Matteo Russo. My ex-husband's estranged nephew. The ruthless Lycan enforcer every Alpha fears. Th

“I hate you, Maeve. You are so foolish. Your father was smarter, making me sign that prenup, but I killed him, and now that you signed everything over to Sandra and me, the woman I truly love, I have no use for you,” Dylan Grayson confessed without remorse, pushing his heavily wife, Maeve Cambridge, down the stairs in the course of her labor pains. Before she died, her ex-husband, Gabriel Scott, whom she divorced right after a forced marriage to marry Dylan Grayson, lifted her lifeless body into his arms, and his confession brought unease to her soul, “I’m sorry, Maeve, I got here too late, but please don’t die on me. I know you don’t love me, but I can live with it. I just can

The first born son of the Laird to the largest clan on the boarder is one of three identical triplets. But nobody really knows which one was born first! So who will rule? The king will decide. Or will he? To keep peace in the highlands and unite the boarder lands the king feels all three men must have a clan to rule. Since all three are unwed, he chooses brides for them that will result in each of the triplets having a clan to rule and a wife to create heirs with. Assuming the laird named his first son after himself, the king weds Griogair to the second daughter of the clan to the west. He and Eliana would stay on MacInnis land, uniting it through marriage with the MacDonald clan that s

“I'll give you everything you want in this world, just carry my child.” “What are you saying?” Anastasia asked, lips quivering with shock. “I’m saying, be Mrs. Moretti again, be my wife, and carry my child.” ************************ Anastasia’s perfect life turned out to be a sham after she found her husband cheating on her with his secretary and lost her child. But instead of remorse, her husband blamed her for it and stole her father’s company from her. This filled Anastasia with hate. She promised to make him bleed and pay him back in his own coin, but she had been swindled out of her family’s fortune and could only ask people for help. The only person who offered was her ex–b

Bad news: I died. Good news: I got transmigrated into a book. Bad news: I landed in the belly of a peasant woman and was about to be born as a fake heiress. Good news: I'd read this book cover to cover. I knew that when the real heiress came home, she'd use her parents' guilt against me. She'd even scheme to get me caught in bed with my own brother, so furious would our parents be that they'd throw me out of the house, and I'd die a miserable death in some back alley on a rainy night. So the year I turned five, I took every coin I'd ever been given and paid a street urchin to show up at the manor gates claiming to be the real heiress. When I turned eight, a second urchin took her place

BLURB: I am Melissa Copper, chosen by the moon goddess as the fated mate of the Alpha triplets. I have always dreamt of being their mate but they cruelly discarded me, choosing my Twin sister Amelia over me at the Alphas coronation ceremony. They have always belonged to her. They despised me, that I know, I have always seen it in their eyes but the mate bond keeps drawing me closer to them. Now, I have decided to leave, to end the whole circus. I begged them to reject me, but they wouldn't do it. They wouldn't let me go… **** “Melissa, Please come back to us!" They all echoed in unison. “We want you…we have always wanted you!” Caleb said softly, his voice trailing off

"I Jeremy Walker, reject you Olivia Myles as a fated mate" Jeremy said baldly without a single emotion in his eyes. He turned back and walked away leaving Olivia to feel the pain. Olivia was taken aback at first. Not only Olivia was shocked, everyone in the building was. The rejection was too cruel. He didn't even talk to her to get to know her. He just rejected her in front of the whole pack. "Arghhhh!" Pain struck Olivia's heart like a rock was thrown on it. She held her chest and screamed out loud. No one even moved close to her. They all watched as she fell to the ground, landing on the broken bottles she was trying to pick earlier. She cried out in pain rolling on the floor. The pai

Gair, the third-born son of the Laird to the largest clan on the border, is one of three identical triplets. He is quite content with the fun and freedom of a third-born son. He enjoyed spending his days training with the men and his nights laying with willing lasses. Leaving his brothers to squabble over how to run the clan and worry about providing heirs suited him fine. Unfortunately, the king has other ideas. To keep peace in the highlands and unite the borderlands the king feels all three men must have a clan of their own. Since he believes all three are unwed, he chooses brides for them which will result in each having a clan to rule and a wife to create heirs with. He wed Gai to a

“The surgery starts in thirty minutes. Your heart matches Hazel perfectly - don’t be late.” For three agonizing years, Penelope played the quiet, obedient Omega in the Blue-Claw Pack, scrubbing floors like a servant while her billionaire husband, Julian, threw money at her to buy her absolute silence. She took the brutal degradation out of love for her fated mate , hiding a secret: she is actually the hidden Crown Princess of the Lycan King, possessing a latent genetic power capable of forcing ordinary Alphas to their knees. But when Julian demands she surrender her physical heart to save his scheming mistress, the invisible tether breaks. Penelope signs the ancient dissolution scroll , seve

I gave him nine years. Nine years of stretching every coin, raising our son alone, sleeping on my side of the bed because I could not bring myself to take his. Nine years of telling Dave his father was working hard so they could have a better life. I believed it myself. Until I saw him on a public street with his hand on another woman’s waist, looking at her the way I spent nine years waiting for him to look at me. When he crossed the pavement it was not to apologise. It was to tell me she was his wife. Six months married. He told me to keep things calm, walked back to her, and introduced me as his cousin. The divorce papers came that same night. I needed a job immediately. For my son.