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Three days before my wedding, I find out that my fiance, Carlo Romano, has changed the wedding venue from my mother's estate to a villa located in St. Morizia, which happens to be his childhood sweetheart, Adriana Montanari's favorite place in the whole wide world. When I'm about to confront Carlo, I overhear him complaining to his friend. "Thank goodness Adriana has a good eye for beauty! Otherwise, I'll definitely get humiliated and mocked by everyone for hosting my wedding at such a rundown place!" His friend asks, "Didn't you agree to host the wedding ceremony at her late mother's home? Aren't you worried that she might not marry you out of fury once she finds out that you changed the venue without her permission?" Carlo merely sneered in return. "Giada's family is insanely weak. Marrying me is her only path out of poverty. She can't risk losing me at all. "Besides, I've already told the wedding planner to call her and inform her about my decision. She must be booking another flight and rushing toward the new destination as we speak." Rage and humiliation swirl around in my chest. I gnash my teeth together, but I opt to turn around and walk away in the end. Three days later, Carlo's wedding goes on as usual at the snow mountain. But I never bought myself another ticket, nor did I appear at the new wedding venue. Instead, I've exchanged wedding rings with another man in Mom's manor located in Tuscanica. Carlo fails to realize that I chose to marry him not because I view him as a ticket to wealth. It's purely because I've loved him for 12 long years. I, Giada Castellani, am bold enough to show my feelings. Since I can enter a relationship, I can always exit it freely. That's why Carlo is never my one and only choice in marriage.

After being reborn into a new world, the system assigned me four male leads and a mission to complete. As long as I successfully won over one of them, I would be able to come back to life, as I had died in a car accident in my original world. However, I failed with all four. Every one of them fell in love with the female lead of that world instead. Because of that, they turned their hostility toward me, hurling cruel words and even telling me to die. In the end, I failed my mission, and I chose to leave that world. Only when they saw my body did they completely break down.

"Evelyn Vane. You conspired with the Fallen. You tried to murder Tania Swann, future Lady of the Nightfall Court. Today, your blood wakes the Blood Mirror. We will rip out your memories. We will seal your fate." In the ancient catacombs, the Blood Mirror cast a dark red halo in the candlelight. My former fated mate lounged on his black velvet throne. He was Valerius Cross, the noble Lord of the Nightfall Court. Those eyes used to look at me with love. Now, they held only disgust. "The Blood Mirror will show every betrayal you've committed against this Court. Our entire kind will see the monster hiding under that pretty skin!" Tania clung softly to Valerius's broad chest. She traced lazy circles on his skin. A sweet, smug smile played on her lips. She was so sure the mirror would condemn me tonight. She was so sure I'd burn to ashes. The rune-carved silver chains bit deep into my flesh. Black smoke hissed from my burns. Even so, I spoke. My voice was broken. "Valerius, are you sure about this? Do you really want my blood to show you my memories? Once it starts... none of you can turn back."

“You wanted her, Trent." My voice didn't shake. "Now you can have her." The entire hall fell silent. For years, Elena Thorne suffered as the unwanted Luna of the Blackwood Pack. Her mate, Alpha Trent Black, never loved her. His family hated her. His pack mocked her. Yet she stayed, believing one day he would finally choose her. Then his first love returned. And Elena realized she had spent years fighting for a place that was never hers. So she leaves. What nobody expects is that the broken Luna they discarded is actually the daughter of one of the most powerful werewolf bloodlines in the world. Now the pack that once looked down on her is forced to face the consequences of their cruelty. But Trent's regret comes too late. Because another Alpha has already stepped into Elena's life. He is powerful, dangerous and possessive. And he is willing to burn entire packs to protect her. As old secrets surface and enemies close in, Elena must choose between the mate who shattered her heart and the Alpha who is teaching her how to heal. This time, she isn't begging to be loved. This time, they'll be the ones begging.

He had once sworn I was his fated Luna, the Omega he cherished above all. However, just a month shy of our bonding, he decided to repay a life-saving grace by fathering a child with his old flame. To add insult to injury, he swiped the herbal research I was on the cusp of unveiling. He claimed he was trapped, obligated to both sides. I, however, was done with him. I cut ties, called off our Bonding Ceremony, and set off for the Northwood tundra to lose myself in my research. Two years on, he pleaded for my return, professing I was his one true love. However, by then, I was renowned far and wide, and he was nothing to me.

BLURB At twenty-two, Mara Kristoff was sacrificed. Her family forced her into marriage with Miguel Antonio, a man meant for her sister, as payment for their bankruptcy. On their wedding night, drunk and mistaking her identity, Miguel called out her sister's name. The humiliation was complete. The next morning, when he discovered the truth, he didn't believe it was a deception. No one did. For a month, she lived as an invisible ghost in his house while her sister twisted the narrative and poisoned his mind. Then she left with nothing. Nothing but the secret growing inside her. Five years later, Mara returns to London as a self-made CEO, powerful and untouchable. But when business forces her back into Miguel's world, the man who rejected her doesn't recognize the woman before him, a woman who built an empire from ashes. As Miguel begins to uncover the truth about what really happened, he realizes he's been in love with the woman he's been chasing away. But Mara has learnt that some betrayals are too deep to forgive. Some wounds don't heal. Some men don't deserve second chances. Or do they?

WARNING: This story contains extreme content, including non-consensual to consensual themes, breeding, public humiliation, degradation, taboo elements, rough claiming and graphic romance acts. Not suitable for readers under 18. Proceed with caution - this is dark, filthy naughty story with no redemption arc. I was always the extra daughter, unwanted, unseen, and disposable. While my sister Lia was cherished, I was the one they sold to save everything. On her wedding day, I became the bride instead. Veiled and silent, I was forced into Adrian Laurent’s bed, the cold, ruthless billionaire who had fallen for her picture. That night, he didn’t know it was me. Drunk and burning with lust, he pinned me down, ripped my wedding dress open, and made love to me like a man possessed. He buried himself deep inside me with every brutal thrust, groaning Lia’s name against my throat while I came apart beneath him, shattered by unwanted pleasure. The next morning, disgust replaced his hunger. Humiliated and blamed for a crime I didn’t commit, I became his invisible wife, used, ignored, and broken. He only used me to satisfy his cravings for needs , claiming me whenever he sees me in the house, ruthless forcing his manhood into my mouth and dipping it down my throat filling me up. After claiming me like a slave, I would catch him having soft romantic pleasurable moment with my sister like he was a puppy before her. Until the secret growing in my belly gave me the strength to run. Years later, I returned. Rich. Powerful. Untouchable. But the moment Adrian sees me again, and lays eyes on the children who carry his blood, his obsession ignites. He will never let me go again. And this time, he won’t be gentle

Luca Moretti was the heir to the Moretti family, and my childhood sweetheart, the boy I had loved for five years. He always said I would be his wife once he took over the family. Then one night, with his arms still around me, he asked for another woman’s number. “Bella, we’re going to get married sooner or later.” “But do you really expect me to spend the rest of my life with only one woman?” “I won’t let anyone touch the position of Mrs. Moretti. You’re smart enough not to make trouble over this.” That was when I finally understood. He wanted my loyalty, my patience, and my silence. But he had never planned to give me the same. The day I moved out of his house, Luca blocked the door. “We’re not over. I can have fun, and so can you. Why are you acting like this?” I picked up my suitcase. “No.” “I’m traditional.” Later, when he finally came back for me, his eyes bloodshot and his voice breaking as he begged me to give him one last chance, I looked at the ring on my finger and smiled. “Sorry.” “I don’t take back what someone else only remembers after letting go.”

Every time Anthony Slim and I tried to get our marriage license, something went wrong. For three years, we tried thirty times. And every single attempt ended in an accident. The first attempt ended with a vagrant that went berserk and stabbed me four times. I nearly died outside the city hall. The second attempt ended with a speeding motorcycle crushing the bones of my hand. The third attempt ended with a burning mall, and I was trapped inside for three whole hours. … Everyone told me to cancel the engagement, but I stubbornly refused to give up. And then the 31st attempt ended with me getting rushed into the ICU. A billboard that fell from up high crashed right into me. I was rushed into the ICU with a severe head injury. The doctors issued one critical notice after another. For two months, I hovered between life and death before barely pulling through. Then on the day of my discharge, I overheard Anthony talking to his best friend. "If you really love that underprivileged student and want this marriage canceled, you can just tell Melissa. Why set up all those accidents? She nearly died." Anthony did not answer for a long time. When he did, his voice was filled with gloom. "I don't have a choice. Her family saved my life ten years ago, and her parents died in the process. This marriage contract is repayment of that favor. "But I only love Lily. I won’t marry anyone but her.” I looked at the bruises and wounds that decorated every inch of my skin and let out a broken cry. All the accidents and near-death experiences I went through were the machinations of another man, not actual mishaps. If Anthony was feeling stuck, I was more than happy to make that choice for him.

A woman who once worked in a casino dreamed of becoming rich, but she fell in love with a billionaire's bad-boy son. He got her pregnant and left her. After giving birth, she vowed never to return to the casino. Desperate to support her child, she became a maid—only to discover she now works in the house of the man she hates, Gabriel Bustamante, whom she hasn’t seen in five years. Gabriel, now engaged to another woman, doesn’t know he has a child. Living under the same roof, emotions resurface as Gabriel persistently tries to reconnect, slowly breaking down Samantha’s anger. One day, he kisses her—just as his fiancée walks in. Things become more complicated as her gilfriend begins to suspect Samantha and Gabriel is hiding something.