Forgot About Us

He rejected me in front of everyone, called my bloodline poison then destroyed me. Five years ago, Cassian Vandenberg, billionaire Alpha of the Obsidian Pack publicly shredded our mating bond during the ceremony, condemning me as the daughter of the rogue wolf who massacred his family. What he didn't know: I was already carrying his child from a night neither of us remembers. Now he's back with a contract: pretend to be his mate for one year to break the curse destroying his empire, and he'll fund my failing sanctuary. I agree, not for the money, but for access to the pack that destroyed my father's name. Finally, I can get my revenge. Simple, professional and purely business. Except someone is hunting in the shadows. Wolves circle my sanctuary at night. His ex-fiancée watches me with calculating eyes, his uncle offers sympathies that taste like poison and Cassian's brother keeps leaving cryptic warnings: Trust no one especially family. Cassian thinks I'm hiding something, he's right. Because our daughter isn't just powerful she's impossible and the curse is killing his empire? It's not about business, it's about blood. His blood, my blood and the monster who's been pulling the strings since before we were born. Some secrets are buried for protection while others are buried because when they surface, they don't just burn they consume everything. He wanted a fake mate to save his legacy, I needed access to destroy mine. Neither of us expected the past to have claws or for the real monster to be someone we love. The rejection was just the beginning. About the truth? It's so much worse than either of us imagined.

It's my first time going on a trip with my boyfriend. I overhear him on the phone with his friend as they discuss how he's going to deflower me. "Grayson, you should be able to have your way with Summer this time, right?" "Don't even talk about that. She's so conservative—I've said and done everything, yet she refuses to budge!" I lower my hand instead of knocking on the door. I stand outside the room and listen as he continues. "Come off it. We've given you so many ideas in the group chat, haven't we? Have none of them worked? And didn't you guys get a room yesterday? You should've just brought sedatives. Think about how easy it would've been if you could've just knocked her out!" Grayson Hale snaps, "I forgot, alright? Besides, who would've known there'd be two beds in the room? She insisted on sleeping separately, too. I sneaked onto her bed in the middle of the night when I saw she was asleep. She woke up just as I was about to take off her clothes and kicked me off!" My blood runs cold. My hands tremble as I reply to my boss' message. "I accept headquarter's decision to transfer me."

I was never meant to be wanted. I was too much too wide, too soft, too full in all the places that made men forget their vows, their loyalty, their mates. My stepmother saw it as a curse. So she did what any desperate, jealous woman would do she sold me. Packaged me up like something shameful and shipped me off to Alpha Dane Blackwood, the most feared Alpha in the northern territories. A man they whispered about in hushed, pitying tones. Powerful beyond measure. Cold beyond feeling. And completely, devastatingly impotent unable to bond, unable to mate, uninterested in a Luna. I was supposed to be safe in my invisibility. I was supposed to disappear quietly into his rejection. But the moment Alpha Dane's eyes moved over my body slow, dark, and burning like something long starved, I realized that the rumors were about to become very, very wrong. And when the mating bond snapped into place between us like a chain neither of us had asked for, I understood the most terrifying truth of all. I was never a burden. I was always a reckoning.

“Spread your legs, Cat.” His voice was cold, and left no room for argument. “Why?” “Because we’re going to fuck you until you’re crying and begging us to stop—and we won’t stop until we’re thoroughly satisfied. *** One house. Two monsters. And a bet that changed everything. I thought I could survive moving into the mansion with my new stepbrothers, Jackson and Brandon. They are breathtakingly gorgeous, dangerous, and they hate me. But I didn't realize how much I hated them back—until they trapped me in my own bedroom and made my body betray every secret I was keeping. I thought the heat between us was real. I thought the way they looked at me meant I was finally seen. I was wrong. I was just a thousand-dollar wager. A game they played to ruin my mother & kick us back to the gutter where they think we belong. They called me "easy." They called me "mid." They laughed about how I leaked for them while they planned to toss me aside. But they made one fatal mistake: they showed me their weakness.

While I was tangled with my boyfriend in bed, I heard violent thumps coming from the door outside. I opened my eyes in a daze. "Is… Is someone knocking on the door…?" The man nibbled my earlobe, his voice hoarse and slurred, "Must have been the wind, baby…" In front of my eyes, the comments flew past. [Sweetie, look at the man in front of you a little closer, won't you?] [This is hilarious! The MC thought the contract only works one-on-one, but he forgot he had a twin brother from the very same bloodline, haha!] [Heh! Why just one brother if you can have both? She won't have to worry about going hungry ever again. What a lucky girl!] As my brain worked to process the information, a man's trembling roar came from outside the door, "Hyde, you scumbag! Get out here right now!"

He forgot their vows. She remembers every lie. After a brutal accident leaves Callum Thorne with no memory of his wife, Iris is forced to fight for a love that only she remembers. Trapped in the Thorne family estate, surrounded by people who want her gone, Iris is determined to win back the man she married—even if he’s no longer the man he was. But when fragments of the past start to resurface, Callum begins to suspect his accident wasn’t so accidental. The more he uncovers, the more he questions everything—especially the woman he’s drawn to but can’t trust. In a world of wealth, control, and buried secrets, love isn’t safe. And the truth might cost them both more than their marriage. Vows He Doesn’t Remember is a dark, gripping romance about memory, manipulation, and the fight to reclaim what’s real—before it's too late.

I thought I was Flynn Lancaster's wife. Until the night his *real* wife showed up at our door, pregnant and demanding a divorce. Three years of being the perfect wife. Three years of dyeing my hair, quitting my job, losing myself. All based on a lie. Flynn never divorced Sienna. Which means our marriage is a fraud, and I'm just the other woman. But when Sienna reveals the truth about Flynn's criminal empire, his pattern of abuse, and the mysterious death of her partner, I realize something worse: I'm not the first woman he's destroyed. I won't be the last. Unless we stop him. Two wives. One monster. And a conspiracy that goes deeper than either of us imagined. Flynn thinks he can control us. Silence us. Make us disappear like he's done to others. He's wrong. Because the woman he tried to erase? She was never really his wife. She was a kidnapped heiress with a photographic memory and nothing left to lose. And she's about to burn his entire world down.

I woke up as the Villainess, but instead of a halo, I got a Scythe. However, my power has attracted the world's most dangerous monsters: A possessive Werewolf, a bloodthirsty Vampire, a Tentacle-wielding Professor, and a Biblically Accurate Angel with a thousand eyes. They think I'm their prey to be tamed, but they forgot one thing: I am Death itself.

"What have we done?" Alice really don't understand. She is in the bed with Jordi, which is her best friend and naked. "I ... really don't know what happened, Alice but I will responsible for everything." "No, Jordi. You have fiancee and I have a boyfriend. We can't." "But ... " "It's Okay. We just don't have to think about it. Everything is none." "No! I can't. You know, I have crush on you since long time and maybe this is God decision to make us like this." "What are you talking about?" "Alice, will you marry me?"

BLURB “Little Pirate, surprise!” Enzo , looked at her with a devilish smile “We all know you are aware that you suck so how about you do us all a favor and go to hell?” Julian took a big bite from his apple before hauling it at Raven’s head. Raven ducked and caught the apple with a swift motion. “For an incoming Alpha, your throwing skills suck.” Then she turned to Enzo. “You guys might have all the beauty the moon goddess had to bestow but you are lacking in the brain department so how about you send my regards to the devil as you burn for eternity?”