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I was reborn, back to the day before my wedding. The first thing I did? I swapped husbands with my sister. Last time around, I married Julian, a mild-mannered tech mogul. He couldn't handle my fiery temper, and I couldn't stand how soft he was. Our marriage crashed and burned in a year. My sister, sweet and timid, was in an arranged marriage with Robin Kane, the Don of New York's biggest crime family. She couldn't handle the brutal, chaotic life. Tormented by Robin's so-called childhood sweetheart, Isabella, she fell into a deep depression and died. So when I came back, I made a decision. I’d be the one to marry the Don. But I never expected that after the wedding, the cold, stoic Don would become a different man. Every night, he’d be on top of me, kissing me like he was obsessed, whispering, "Good girl. I'll make you feel good. Just one more time, baby?"

Albert Roosevelt was the crush I was never meant to have. Like an idiot, I believed loving someone meant giving them everything, even if they didn't care about you. So, I trailed after him like a desperate puppy, bending over backward to meet his every whim. When he couldn't afford tuition, I begged Dad to fund him, sending him to the best schools. When his worn-out clothes made him a laughingstock, I pitied him and showered him with designer labels. And what did he do? He used what I gave him to chase after a gold-digging campus belle. To keep up appearances, he blew through money like it grew on trees. He even spread rumors that he was the real heir to the Roosevelts. To him, I was just an ATM. "Your family's loaded. It's not like you'll miss a few hundred grand. If you're gonna be stingy, maybe you should stop following me around," he said when his wallet ran dry. And like a fool, I believed that if I kept paying, someday, he'd love me back. After graduation, I funded his startup. The second it took off, he married the campus belle. He had the nerve to claim he earned everything through nothing but hard work. So, I crashed his wedding, and he buried a knife in my chest. "Only when you're dead, Eve Roosevelt. Only then will my pathetic past stay buried." When I opened my eyes again, I was face-to-face with a scowling Albert. "You can't scrape together a few hundred thousand dollars? It's Bianca's birthday. Are you trying to humiliate me?" I looked around the room and rolled my eyes. "Sure, I'll pay. But first? Kneel. You look pretty enough. Consider it charity, peasant."

The day my son is born, my husband holds him tightly, looking overjoyed. However, while I'm asleep, he secretly swaps my son with the child next door—his first love's baby. I act like I know nothing and arrange for someone to switch the babies back. My husband wants me to raise someone else's child as my own but has no idea he's not even the father of my son. Ten years later, I transfer all my assets to my son's name as a birthday gift. That's when my husband's first love, Amanda Larkin, crashes the birthday party. She looks at me smugly and says, "The son you've treasured for the past decade is actually mine!"

In the sixth year of my marriage with Zach Elroy, his workplace finally allocated us a small, two-room flat. I was overjoyed. I told our daughter she would finally have a bed of her own. But Zach said coldly, "This room is for Jennifer and her daughter. You and Kathy can keep sleeping on the floor." In my past life, we fought bitterly over it. He eventually gave in. But while I was away on a work trip, he went back on his word. He brought Jennifer Cross into our home and made our daughter, Kathy, sleep on the floor. That night, when Kathy came down with a high fever and cried out that she felt sick, he was reading Jennifer and her daughter a bedtime story. Our daughter passed away that night. Now, in this life, I calmly laid out the bedding on the floor and said, "Whatever."

For three months, I’d been seeing a guy named “Rex.” A total stranger I’d only met online. We were in the thick of it, that honeymoon phase where every night my phone would blow up with messages that made my pulse jump. “Miss you, sweetheart.” “Dreamt of you again last night. You were all over me, begging for it.” I was about to suggest we finally meet. But then he sent me a picture, a casual shot of his desk, and I saw something familiar: the crest of the Falcone crime family. And I work for a company owned by the Falcones. For three months, I’d been sexting a dangerous man, a made man in the mafia, who could be right under my nose. And just when I was trying to figure out who he was, I saw them. The custom black onyx cufflinks I’d picked out for “Rex”… on my boss, Marco’s, wrists.

Staring down at my new slave who knelt in front of me, the right side of her cheek had a red print on it and I immediately knew someone touched her, the sight annoyed me. I don't want anyone touching her except me, ALONE! Marking every part of her skin with my hands alone, with her only remembering my touches and no one else. I'm the only one permitted to touch and torture her... ******* Evianna's already saddened life takes a dark turn when she is kidnapped by human traffickers and sold into slavery at an auction. She finds herself in the possession of a billionaire vampire. At first, Evianna is terrified of the cunning, hot, manipulative vampire named Darren after seeing his heartless and ruthless nature on their first meeting, but as she gets to know him, she begins to see another side of Darren. Despite their vastly different backgrounds, the maid and the master couldn't shrug away the continuous attraction they felt for each other. But, before they could taste the sweetness of romance, their happiness is short-lived when they find out about a shocking truth. As their relationship is put to the test, they will have to fight for their love and overcome the prejudices of their respective worlds. With danger lurking around every corner, will their love be enough to survive? Will their love conquer all, or will their differences and Evianna's true identity alongside Darren's inner demons tear them apart FOREVER? Read MR. DARREN'S FEISTY LITTLE PET to find out! A paranormal story of Obsession, Lust, Love, Secrets, a Hot protective Vampire, and a weak to strong female lead.

She was excited for her first day at Asia's number one college, "Elite College," but had no idea that her first day would turn out to be the worst day of her life and would absolutely devastate her. She didn't know that her one mistake would turn her life upside down. He with his buddies was playing a truth and dare game when he got the dare to kiss the first girl to enter the campus. He was overconfident since he had assumed that every female would die to be with him, but what he didn't realize was that this time his luck had run out... ……. Elevena may be a forthright woman with lofty ambitions. She has no significant family connections. She is stunning, and her primary goal is to achieve her ambitions. Damon is the young master of Asia's number one business magnate and an alpha of his pack, Elite College is also under his family's name. He's arrogant, shameless, and in his eyes, each girl is like a used piece of cloth. No one knows his true identity as a werewolf, and he doesn't want anyone to know, but it didn't stay a secret for long. He has no pity for anyone, but he's also extremely attractive and a gem in every girl's sight. What would happen when the destiny of someone from an ordinary human family is entangled with the ruthless alpha who is famous for his cruelty in werewolf world?

Humans are unaware of life beyond Earth in a world where different species reside on other planets. That is until devolving werewolves invade Earth and begin attacking, breeding, and eliminating humankind from one corner of the Earth to another. Caught in the chaos, Kenzie and her family are thrust into a world of uncertainty and danger. As they struggle to make sense of the unfolding events, they find themselves with their backs against the wall, which leads to a chance encounter with Viper. Werewolves have begun to devolve. Stripped of their ability to shift from their wolf forms, they are now driven mainly by their baser instincts. In response, the Lycans, a unique breed of warriors, have been dispatched to exterminate them before they upset the delicate balance on every planet they set foot on. Viper is one of the Lycan warriors dispatched to exterminate a pack. It's while doing so that he lays eyes on Kenzie. He is immediately drawn to her skill and fierceness. Having no choice but to destroy the town after the alpha female gets free, Viper is honor-bound to take care of the little human and doesn't mind one bit. Their relationship blossoms, and they discover and receive things they never knew they needed. Viper finds his little human mate is all he needs to improve his long life, and Kenzie discovers being a Lycan warrior's mate fits like the perfect puzzle piece. Follow Viper, Kenzie, and their families on a journey of healing and new beginnings.

My fiancé, Skyler Grant, barges into the art gallery where my work is being exhibited and trashes the place. "You plagiarized Leah's work and pushed her to jump off a building! I can't believe you have the gall to have an exhibition here! I have to seek justice for her!" He sets the gallery on fire, leading to stray glass shards damaging my eyes. I'm tormented by the pain of losing my work and vision when Leah Rivers returns. She says indifferently, "It was April Fool's yesterday, and I was just fooling around. You're not mad at me, are you?" I charge at her hysterically, but Skyler shields her. "They're just some canvases—so what if they're gone? You can paint them again." He has no idea that I'll never paint again.

My childhood sweetheart has aplastic anemia and desperately needs a bone marrow transplant. His brother agrees to help, but there's a catch. "I can save him, but you need to marry me." My lover ultimately dies because of medical negligence. I'm heartbroken but still marry Martin Steinfeld per my promise. During the wedding, he gets on one knee before me. His gaze is loving as he says, "I'll treat you well for life, Audrey Lynch. I'll be a thousand times better than Henry; I won't let you shed another tear." I look at his face, which is so much like Henry Steinfeld's. I believe him. Three years after our marriage, I'm five months along when I stumble upon Martin with his mistress. He wraps an arm around her and sighs. "She still can't forget about that dead guy despite us being married for so long. She's not like you, who only has eyes for me. "If not for her insisting on marrying Henry and ruining my future, I wouldn't have had to take my own brother down so much earlier than planned." My blood runs cold, and I tremble all over. Hatred consumes me, and I only have one thought—I have to destroy Martin!