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I had been sold into several marriages by my stepmother, each one meant to chip away at my late father’s debt. Each time, I lost a little more of myself. This time, she betrothed me to Adrian a man she called poor, useless, and beneath me. She claimed he came from a struggling family and wasn’t worth a second glance. Without hesitation, she signed me away permanently, ignoring my tears and desperate pleas. But on our wedding night, everything I thought I knew shattered. Adrian wasn’t weak. He wasn’t ordinary. With a steady gaze and a commanding presence, he revealed a truth that left me breathless he was the hidden CEO of the most powerful business empire in the country. I thought I had been condemned to misery. Instead, I had married a man who could make the world bow at his feet. But power always comes with secrets… and I was about to find out if he was my salvation or my downfall.

🚨 NOUVELLE HISTOIRE🚨 Jordan : Hors-jeu contre son cœur Jordan, 19 ans, garçon manqué jusqu’au bout des crampons. Survêt’, cheveux en bataille, et une obsession maladive pour le foot. Pas le temps pour les robes ni les romances à l’eau de rose. Sa vie ? Le terrain, les dribbles, et sa bande de potes mecs. Jusqu’au jour où un coup du sort lui explose au visage. Lors d’un match, un ballon perdu la frappe en pleine tête "K.O". À son réveil, c’est le choc. Enzo, la star du foot française, son idole depuis toujours, est penché sur elle. Problème : elle est dans le vestiaire des mecs. Double problème : tout le monde l’appelle par son nom. Elle déguerpit avant d’avoir compris. Mais le destin s’en mêle. Enzo la recroise partout : au café du coin, dans sa rue, au stade où elle s’entraîne en secret... Ses réflexes de meuf blindée s’enrayent. Pourquoi il la regarde comme ça ? Pourquoi ses vannes la font rire alors qu’elle déteste les charmeurs ? Le piège se referme... Entre matchs clandestins et discussions à l’arrache sous la pluie, Jordan craque,un peu, beaucoup Trop. Mais comment aimer quand on a passé sa vie à se battre contre tout ce qui ressemble à de la romance ?

"This pussy is mine. Don't ever think of running away because you can't" Damien growls Aurora’s life is planned out. She is the niece of the Chicago mafia leader and has been promised in marriage for years. But on her wedding day, dressed in her white gown and on the way to church, her world shatters. Damien, the ruthless leader of the Vegas Mafia family, kidnaps her. Damien wants revenge because the Aurora 's broke the peace between their families, and now he will destroy them. Stealing Aurora, someone the Chicago Mafia family swore to protect, is only the start. Aurora refuses to break. Even in Damien’s dangerous hands, she holds onto her pride, showing him that she won’t bow so easily. But the more Damien tries to crush her spirit, the more he realizes she’s not like anyone he’s faced before. He’s a cruel man on a mission to hurt the her family. She’s a strong woman determined to stand tall against the monster. Two families are at war, and nothing will ever be the same.

Alpha In a world where dominance rules the pack and loyalty is as fragile as a full moon, Luna Cross doesn’t play by the rules. Fierce, wild, and unapologetically sexual, she’s a rogue werewolf who uses her body like a weapon and wears her freedom like a crown. She swears off commitment, love, and pack politics—until she crosses into Alpha Kael Thorne’s territory. Kael is ruthless, deadly, and infuriatingly irresistible—the kind of male who doesn’t beg, doesn’t bow, and always gets what he wants. But Luna isn’t like any she-wolf he's ever met. She’s temptation in its rawest form… and the chaos he never knew he needed. Their connection is explosive—violent clashes, forbidden lust, and dangerously sensual encounters that defy pack law. As their twisted attraction spirals, secrets buried in blood and betrayal begin to unravel. What started as a territorial battle ignites into a war of hearts, heat, and hidden destinies. In the darkness of the forest, where moans mix with howls and danger lurks behind every shadow, one thing is clear: Not all love is gentle. Some of it bites.

Moon's heart is shattered when her former mate, Aiden rejects her and makes her believe she is unlovable until she comes across Liam, a powerful and mysterious Alpha Werewolf. She becomes drawn to his strength and kindness. To Moon, Liam is unlike every other werewolf she has ever met, his strength and power are matched by his piercing gaze. Liam and Moon slowly bond over their shared experiences and she finds herself falling deeply in love. However, their happiness does not last because Aiden reappears in their little love story and Moon begins to suspect that he might be working with a rogue pack led by a ruthless Alpha who is after Liam and his pack. Moon chooses to stick with Liam and form an alliance but just as they think they have found a way to solve the problem, a shocking truth is revealed Liam is Victor's long-lost son, and his destiny is tied to this rogue pack. Moon is left with only an alternative and that is to choose between her heart or her duty. Will Liam and Moon's love be strong enough to overcome the forces against them or will they have to bow to the darkness surrounding them?

My mother’s a doctor and with one beer and some stolen sleeping pills that she knew nothing about, they were knocked out like little babies. I ran to my mother’s room who was working on some paperwork when I grabbed her arm urgently. “We need to leave. We need to leave right now.” I demanded. “What are you talking about?” “Let’s go.” I yelled, yanking her off the bed. We ran down the stairs and out the front door when my mother stopped momentarily when she saw the guards on the ground. She looked at me and knew that I did something but I kept yanking on her arm towards the car. They were ready for us at the border and I could see my mother hesitating as she saw the line of wolves blocking the road. So I reached my leg over and I pushed it on hers so that we would accelerate faster. “Savannah. What the hell are you doing?” My mother screamed. “If he catches us now, what the hell do you think he’s going to do to us?” I asked. “I can’t believe you just did that.” My mother said, practically out of breath. “If I had told you that I was going to do it then you would have stopped me.” I said. “Because Alpha Calvin is not going to stop looking for us. He is going to come after us and it will be even worse when he finds us. We don’t even know where we’re going.” Mom said. “Louisiana.” I said. “What?” She asked, looking at me confused. “We’re going to Louisiana. Alpha Kane at the Hidden Moon Pack.” I said.

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

There's an unspoken rule in my household—everyone has to engage in a drinking competition during the holidays. Whoever gets wasted first will have to pay off one year's worth of house and car mortgages for the other two siblings. In the first year, I collapsed after my first glass of alcohol. I had to pay the house mortgage for my oldest sister, Dahlia Zeller. In the second year, as soon as I picked up my glass, I fainted right away. Since then, I had to pay off Jasmine Zeller, my second sister's car loan. For the next 20 years, I've always been the loser. In the end, my wife, Jean McCarthy, is forced to jump off a building because of the huge debt I've racked up. The debtors keep dumping paint onto my residence, forcing me to deter away from it. Ransacked by guilt, I end up damaging my stomach from overdrinking when I attempt to train my alcohol tolerance. As a result, half of my liver has gotten removed. When I'm on the verge of death, I hear my parents snickering outside my ward. "Don't you think we've laced too many sleeping pills in his drink? He almost didn't wake up back then!" "It's fine. He's an idiot who merely thinks he has a low alcohol tolerance. Our family still relies on him for financial survival, you see. We can keep drugging him so that he'll keep getting wasted." When I open my eyes again, I've already gotten reborn in the timeframe when I'm sitting at the dining table in the 20th year.

The first time I attended my girlfriend Joyce's friend gathering, after a few rounds of drinks, her male best friend pulled her onto his lap. With a cigarette dangling between his fingers, he grinned. "Call me daddy!" Instead of getting offended, Joyce leaned into him, helpless but indulgent, and said, "Daddy." I froze, scowling, but she waved me off without a care. "It's just a joke! Lucius always never cared for the rules, and everyone knows we have a father-daughter vibe, okay? Don't get it all twisted, Henry! Aren't you a man?" Lucius became even more provocative, throwing a smoke ring at me. "Yo, son-in-law! Aren't you going to bow to me? Come on, kneel and offer me a drink, and your dad's got your back!" Everyone at the table burst into laughter as they waited to see me lose my temper and make a scene. I just smiled, meeting Joyce's impatient gaze with an excited expression. "That's great! I like the way you think, so why don't you call me daddy too?"

My husband's ex-girlfriend left behind a cat that could nurse my daughter like a woman. I turned on my camera and livestreamed this horrifying scene. The stream instantly went viral, and people approached me offering high prices for the cat. When I agreed to sell it, my husband went crazy, clutching the cat and screaming that it could not be sold. Even my sister-in-law, who had always doted on me, furiously yelled at me for being brainless. In my previous life, I accidentally discovered the cat in our house nursing my daughter. I was terrified when I saw my daughter's satisfied expression! What made me feel even more horrified was that the cat's chest area had no fur at all. It was smooth and delicate, like a nursing woman's. Moreover, this cat usually either bared its teeth at me or scratched me with its claws. Every night, it slept in my husband's arms. Thinking of all this made my skin crawl, and I immediately decided to throw the cat out. Unexpectedly, my usually gentle and refined husband became incredibly frenzied. "I raised this cat with my own hands. It's no different from my child! If you dare throw away my cat, then we're getting divorced!" My sister-in-law also urged me to keep the cat. She even gave me sleeping pills, claiming I had been under too much stress lately. That night, my daughter died in my arms, and I also died in bed from excessive grief. Only after my death did I learn that the cat was my husband's ex, and my daughter was the medium for her life exchange. Their true purpose was to steal my body. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I was just discharged from the hospital.