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The day my parents divorced, the rain wouldn’t stop. Two agreements sat on the table. One meant staying in the old Eastwood District with my gambling-addicted father, Alexander Clark, drowning in debt. The other meant leaving for Silverstrand Coast with my mother, Charlotte Hayes, who was remarrying into wealth. In my last life, my younger brother, Mathias Clark, cried and clung to Mom while I quietly packed my things and chose to stay with Dad. Later, he quit gambling and struck it rich during a redevelopment boom. He poured everything into raising me right. Meanwhile, Mathias was trapped in his stepfather’s house—isolated, controlled, never allowed outside—until depression took his life. But this time, everything changed. Mathias snatched the cigarette from Dad’s hand and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go. "Tyler, I feel bad for Dad. You go enjoy the good life over there. I’ll stay and take care of him for you." Dad froze for a moment, then smiled with relief and patted his shoulder. I said nothing. I simply picked up the train ticket to the coast. What he didn’t know was that… In my last life, the reason Dad was able to quit gambling was because I had a brain tumor. I worked myself to the brink of coughing up blood just to repay his debts. I traded my life… for his redemption.

Three days before my wedding, my younger sister staged a scene—one where I supposedly abandoned her in the mountains. She claimed I locked her in a cabin, left her to be nearly assaulted, and that she barely escaped with her life. Furious, my fiancé dragged me up the mountain and locked me in that same cabin. He said, "Wendy, a woman as vicious as you won't learn her lesson without punishment. I already told you I'd marry you. Why go after Chloe? Since you're so desperate to climb your way up, you can stay here until the wedding day." I begged him, over and over, but my scorched throat could only force out hoarse, grating sounds. Three days later, Mickey O'Brien stood at the altar in his suit, waiting for me. What he got instead was my remains.

The second I opened my eyes, I knew. I was twenty-seven again. Back when I was the Leone heiress. The golden girl of Arezzo. Engaged to the Don of the Grimaldis—Marco Grimaldi. Handsome. Loaded. Time magazine's "No.1 Most Desirable Husband in the World." Even the royal family of Inglane had tried to marry a princess off to him. Everyone called me the luckiest woman alive. Yeah. Right. The first thing I did after coming back? I grabbed the marriage contract and walked straight to my father's affair daughter— the fiancée Marco had actually wanted all along. Bella Leone. I slid the contract across the table. "It's yours. You're marrying Marco." She just stared at me. Six years. That's how long I'd chased him. And now I was handing over the contract like it meant nothing. "Everyone thinks you're the better match anyway," I said. "So go ahead. Convince Dad to get the Grimaldis to switch the contract. You can have the Grimaldi Donna title." Not this time. I'm not becoming that suffocated, invisible Don's wife ever again.

Hailey thought marrying Rome Martinez would be the adventure of a lifetime—and she was right, just not in the way she imagined. As a kindergarten teacher who thrives on structure and routine, Hailey never expected to fall for someone like Rome: mysterious, spontaneous, and utterly unpredictable. Their whirlwind romance swept her off her feet, and saying "I do" felt like diving into uncharted waters—thrilling, terrifying, and full of possibility. But marriage without a map is more complicated than Hailey anticipated. Rome refuses to be tied down by rules or expectations, believing that true love needs no boundaries. What started as exhilarating freedom soon leaves Hailey adrift, craving the stability and normalcy she never knew she needed. As the lines between adventure and chaos blur, she begins to wonder: Can a marriage survive when only one person sets the course? Without boundaries to guide them, Hailey and Rome's relationship teeters on the edge. Will their love be strong enough to weather storms of jealousy, misunderstanding, and unmet needs? Or will their vastly different visions of marriage pull them apart? When one partner's desires eclipse the other's, can intimacy—physical and emotional—truly flourish? In this compelling and heart-wrenching story, discover what happens when love collides with reality, and whether a marriage built on passion alone can find its way to solid ground. Some journeys change you forever. This is one you won't want to miss.

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building. Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her. As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!" Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV. Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?" I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

Rhea Collins knows exactly who Ryker is to her. She has known from the first moment she saw him. But a Lycan Prince who cannot smell his mate is a Lycan Prince who will not believe her - and Rhea has spent enough of her life waiting for things she cannot force to happen. So she says nothing. She trains. She watches. And she tells herself that Pi's howling every time Ryker touches someone else is something she can manage. She is wrong about that last part. What she does not know is that the palace she has entered is built on decades of lies. That the king she bows to is not the man he claims to be. That the defense advisor who trains her has been protecting her mate for eight years on a dead woman's instructions. And that the destroyed pack she came from was not destroyed by accident - it was destroyed because someone knew what Rhea would eventually carry, and tried to stop it before it could begin.

-WARNING 20+ ONLY CAN READ THIS!-If you are not a fan of MATURE ROMANCE DONT READ THIS! This story is completion of different types of romance, if you are interested you can read this!

Cassandra, a successful billionaire, a smart woman in her mid thirties, fierce and feared by her rivals. She's got everything any human would seek for; money and fame, except happiness and the ability to move on from her past. Cassandra hated men to the core, due to past heartbreaks, and swore not to have anything to do with men, no matter the side talks. But unfortunately for her, she found herself being attached to her young PA, Dennis, who inturn had fallen so deeply in love with her. Will Cassandra be able to admit her love for Dennis, or will her past prevent her? But what happens when a ravishing secret is unveiled..? Would the secret still keep their bond together, or would their love story end up as just a romance entanglement? Find out more about this hot romantic story!

Adapting to her current life and wanting to change for good. Angela Wilson, found herself stuck in between what's right and what's wrong and until the day she met the mysterious man who had ruthlessly entered her world as if it belongs to him and she found no way out of his grasp. ___ "You are not going anywhere Angela" My body stops moving as his deep and husky voice sounds so clear in my ears. My mind was in thought, how did he enter my apartment? how did he know where I live? but no words left my mouth. My breath hitched when his shoes tapping on the floor, alerting me that he was walking in my direction. Fists clenching when his presence felt so close to me. "You can't avoid me, My Angel"

As Jonathan leaned in to drink blood from my neck, a surge of both pleasure and tingling sensation coursed through my veins. I could feel the connection between us deepening with every drop he took. He paused momentarily, his lips still pressed against my neck, and looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know, my love, there's something intoxicating about your blood. It carries a sweetness that sets my senses on fire." I chuckled softly; the sound laced with a mix of excitement and affection. "Oh, is that so? Well, I'm glad to know this. Consider it my gift to you, an elixir of love and devotion." He resumed his gentle feeding, his eyes never leaving mine as he savoured each drop. "It's more than just a gift, Mia. It's a reminder of our deep connection, an intimate bond that transcends the ordinary. Drinking your blood is an act of trust and surrender, a symbol of our eternal love." I sighed with utter contentment, my fingers caressing his cheek. "And with each sip you take, I feel a sense of unity, a merging of our souls. It's as if we're sharing a part of ourselves, intertwining our very essence in this moment." *** This is the story of a woman who fell in love with a mysterious man. He hurt her, insulted her, and did everything he could to keep her away from him because he was too dangerous for her, but he didn't know the strength of true love. He thought she was just an ordinary girl, but her hidden supernatural powers astounded him. Join Jonathan and Mia on their paranormal journey, which is full of secrets, true love, and suffering.