Divorced My Ex, Married His Rival

“You helped your sister to run away with her boyfriend, right?” Aadil Waziri yelled at his newlyweds wife Inayat and he shook her head. “I didn't know she would run away.” She defended herself. “That means you knew. Then you could have told me about that. I would have backed out. I would never marry her forcefully. Now see what you have gotten yourself into. You spoiled both of our lives. You are stuck with me forever and me with you. But you have to pay for it. I will make your life hell. You are really my wife in papers but I will never claim you as my wife.” Pointing his finger at her he snarled at her. “Then why did you agree to marry me? You could have said no to this marriage.” Now Inayat lost her temper and yelled at him which enraged him more and he grabbed her jaw firmly, looking deadly into her eyes. “Because I want to ruin your life. You have to pay for your sister’s faults all your life. Welcome to my hellhole.” Saying that he let go of her face with a jerk and started laughing like a maniac.

Having a crush on someone and getting married to him is supposed to be the best thing ever happened to you. But what if he happens to love your sister and destiny chooses you as his bride. His replaced bride_

Limang taon na ang lumipas nang pinahiya si Clarisse ng kanyang fiance sa publiko. Sinet-up siya nito at ipinakulong sa kasalanang hindi niya naman ginawa. Ngunit nagulat na lang siya na ito pa mismo ang sumundo sa kanya nang makalaya siya. "Naaksidente si Trina. Kailangan niya ang kidney mo." "May sakit siya sa puso. Hindi siya pwedeng mag-donate." Akala ng kanyang ex fiance ay namatay siya sa operasyon. Nagulat na lang din ito nang makita siya sa bahay nito bilang asawa ng nakakatanda nitong kapatid. "Drake, stop. She's your sister-in-law."

"Madison is pregnant. And she says that…that you are the father of her child." Time seemed to stand still as Dominic let out a heavy sigh, his expression shifting to one of cold indifference. "Yes, it's true," he stated flatly. "If Madison is with child, then I am the father." The words cycled my brain like the world’s most horrifying mantra, shattering the delicate surface of the life we had built together. "How could you do this to me? To us?" I cried, hot tears streaming down my cheeks. *** Selena Valeria Winters has been the wife of Alpha Dominic, the Alpha of the Knightstorm Pack, for eight years. They had it all when they combined their packs together and were blessed with three beautiful daughters. Though they were happy, there was a problem: Selena was unable to provide him with an heir. Everything changes when Selena finds out that her husband, a once caring and cherishing Alpha, has taken someone else as a mistress and has gotten her pregnant. Hurt and betrayed, she asks for a divorce, but instead, she is treated as a prisoner in her own pack. In the heat of it all, Selena manages to escape with her daughters, without Dominic knowing that she is pregnant with his child. Five years later, Selena appears in the Knightstorm Pack again, but this time it’s because of a life-and-death situation. So, she has to face the man who betrayed her and those feelings again while trying to survive at the same time. Alpha Dominic has no idea that she bore a child in secret, but he wants Selena and their daughters back. Will Selena accept the Alpha back and return to the life she once fled?

TRIGGER WARNING: Mature content ahead. Katalina This wasn't the plan. Getting married was the least of my priorities but here I am, dressed in white and taking marriage vows. What's even shocking is the man I am marrying; My mother's fiance, a man old enough to be my father. Huracio Katalina is the object of my fantasies. Something about her innocence stirs the darkest of desires inside me. She is like a pure rose and I am the devil. A devil covered with blood to the last tip of my fingers but that doesn't stop me from lusting after her.There's nothing I want but to taint her till she is corrupted by my essence. I know I shouldn't want her. I shouldn't crave her since she is my fiance's daughter. When her mother runs away from our wedding, I see an opportunity. An opportunity to live my fantasies and as the devil I am, I take it. Now, she is MINE! *** When Katalina finally finds out that Huracio is the Don of a Mafia gang, the same gang responsible for the death of her father, what will happen?

Excerpt: “You were mine from the start but you just had to go back to that son of a bitch, what is so good about that asshole that you can’t let him go? I love you Cara, can’t you see that?” Forced into a cold, loveless contract marriage with ruthless billionaire Damien Zoric, Cara never expected happiness but she didn’t expect betrayal either. But just when she started falling for him, her world collapsed. Accused of infidelity, divorced without a word of defense, disowned by her family and destroyed by the media, she disappeared.... carrying the weight of abandonment. When the truth about the betrayal surfaced, he’s left shattered, desperate to earn her forgiveness, and willing to do anything to win her back but it was already too late. Three years later, she returns successful, stronger and now sharper version of the woman they once destroyed, she’s no longer the silent wife. She’s a mother now, with three beautiful children and no intention of letting the man who ruined her life anywhere near her heart. But he wants her back. But she isn't the same woman he abandoned. She doesn’t want apologies. She doesn’t want revenge. She just wants to be left alone. With an obsessed rival determined to have her for himself. Her vengeful sister wanting what she had and will stop at nothing to take it. And between tangled loyalties, mutual rivalry, and three little children caught in the middle, Cara must protect the life she built even if it means watching her ex-husband suffer the heartbreak he once gave her. Because this time, she isn't giving in easily.

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her baby growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day. Mia, though? She stayed cold, distant. Her warmth only surfaced in the bedroom—and even then, it was a flicker, never a flame. Just soft sighs and breathy murmurs, like she was playing a role she couldn't wait to finish. Afterward, she would quietly check the condom, as if she couldn't trust me. Then came New Year's Eve. A snap. A tear. A broken condom. Her fury struck like a thunderclap. She locked me out on the balcony, left me standing in the freezing rain, soaked to the bone as the wind howled like a wounded beast. Teeth chattering, I shivered as I watched the door like a dog, waiting to be let in. Then I saw him. Our boy, Ethan Bailey. Six years old. My son, at least in name. He came running with an umbrella in his hand. For a second, my heart leapt. 'Maybe, just maybe…' But he didn't even look at me. Just walked past in silence and handed the umbrella to the nanny heading out. Right then and there, something inside me cracked. I knew it was time to go.

"Menikahlah denganku, Stella. Aku akan memberikan apa pun yang kamu mau." Alexander Edward. "Maaf Pak, Bapak mabuk. Permisi." Stella Caelan. Apa jadinya jika Stella Caelan yang tidak pernah menjalin kisah asmara, mendapat lamaran tidak terduga dari seseorang yang tidak ia kenal? Dan apa jadinya, jika Alexander Edwar yang tidak percaya akan cinta, ingin menikahi karyawannya sendiri?

..Saw my hubby, but I was in another woman's body, and this time he wasn't my husband, his uncle was. ~ A voice suddenly cut through the silence. “Oh my goodness, you're finally awake Mrs. Blackwood!” Mrs Blackwood? That was.. I tried to speak, but my voice was a mere whisper. The nurse, a kind faced woman with a warm smile, helped me sit up and handed me a glass of water. As I sipped, fragments of memories began to resurface. A car crash.. screams? and Kenneth's face? But why couldn't I put two and two together? "Can you help me to the toilet?" I asked the nurse, my voice still weak. The nurse nodded and assisted me out of bed and my legs trembled beneath me as I walked, unaccustomed to bearing my weight after such a long time of bederiding Once in the bathroom, I stared at the mirror, expecting to see my own reflection but the face staring back at me was unfamiliar, younger and prettier. A jolt of fear immediately coursed through me. Who was this person? "Mrs. Victoria Blackwood?” I heard the nurse call out from behind and it dawned on me.. that name belonged to Alexander Blackwood's wife, my husband's uncle! A wave of panic washed over me. What was happening? Why was I in this body? I stumbled backward, the nurse catching me by my waist. "Steady Mrs. Blackwood. You're still recovering." But I wasn't recovering. I was lost. Trapped in a stranger's life.

Delilah thought she married the perfect man. Charming. Respectable. Devoted. But then she discovered the man she trusted was a fraud — cheating behind her back, controlling her every move, and secretly stealing from the people who once believed in him. Her marriage wasn’t love. It was a trap. And when she lost the child she was carrying, alone, abandoned, and broken in a cold hospital bed, everything shattered. That’s when he returned. Thorne Weston. The estranged, adopted brother her husband never spoke of. The boy who once made her college life hell — cruel words, wicked smirks and relentless taunts. He's her tormentor. Her shadow. The one who looked at her like he wanted to ruin her… and maybe always did. He disappeared after graduation. Vanished. Forgotten. But now he’s back — colder, richer, and far more dangerous. And he’s watching her. And when she breaks down in the hospital, barely breathing through grief, he corners her in the shadows and makes her an offer that freezes her blood — and sets her body ablaze. “You want revenge? I want you. Be mine… and I’ll destroy him for you.” She should scream. She should hate him. But hate doesn’t explain the fire curling in her belly every time he whispers her name. Hate doesn’t make her knees tremble when he steps too close, smelling of smoke, leather, and sin. And hate isn’t what makes her crave the rough, twisted salvation only he can give. Because Thorne Weston is no longer a cruel boy with a chip on his shoulder. He’s a man forged in violence. Obsessed. Possessive. Unhinged. And he doesn’t just want her — he owns her. Body. Soul. And every shattered piece her husband left behind.