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Alexander Morrison doesn't love me, nor does he love our daughter. The only person he loves is his first love, Charlotte Clarke. To maintain his perfect image in Charlotte's eyes, he only allows our daughter to call him "Uncle Alex". This continues until Charlotte becomes pregnant and goes abroad to marry someone else. Alexander drinks himself into oblivion and finally decides to marry me. When he comes home, our daughter gives him 100 forgiveness coupons. I tell him that once those 100 coupons are used up, I'll take our daughter and leave him forever. He holds us both tightly in his arms, swearing he will never make us sad again. During the initial few years of our secret marriage, he indeed does exceptionally well, as not a single coupon is used. That is, until Charlotte returns to the country with her daughter. Every time he abandons me and our daughter for Charlotte and her child, I tear off one forgiveness coupon. Now, only three coupons remain.

When Cassie Millans uncovers her boyfriend Mark Skyland’s betrayal, she vows revenge, determined to turn the tables and leave petty college drama behind. In a bold move, she crosses paths with Josh Carter, a captivating, mature billionaire who ignites desires she never knew she had. Amidst steamy adventures and an electrifying connection, Cassie falls hard for Josh, who cherishes her in ways Mark never could. But her fairy tale takes a dark turn when a shocking truth unravels: Josh is none other than Mark’s father, her ex, who’s still haunted by their breakup. Caught in a dangerous game of passion, jealousy, and hidden motives, Cassie finds herself at the heart of a fierce battle between father and son. Brimming with seduction, twists, and emotional tension, this is a story of desire, revenge, and the perilous boundaries of love.

“I’m not a fool, Jagger.” Jordan’s voice is ice, his walls towering. “Everyone I’ve ever let close has betrayed me.” Jagger steps closer, his gaze locking onto Jordan’s with an intensity that makes his breath hitch. Then, in a voice low and steady, he says, "Then it’s about damn time someone proves you wrong." ******** Betrayed by his wife. Poisoned by his own brother. Killed by the two precious people in his life. But when Jordan opens his eyes, he’s not dead—he’s been reborn three years in the past, back when the poison had only just begun to eat away at him. This time, he won’t be their fool. This time, he’ll make them pay. As he begins his revenge to avoid the future, his only ally is his divorce lawyer, Jagger Walker—a man too dangerous to trust, yet too irresistible to ignore. But when Jagger starts breaking down the walls around his heart, Jordan faces a new dilemma. He came back to take revenge and claim his son. But will he dare to love again? And can he change the unfortunate future ahead of him?

Eloise is caught between two worlds—the one she knows, and the one Jensen inhabits. He is both man and myth, cursed to walk a fractured reality where death and desire collide. Drawn to him despite the danger, Eloise discovers that loving Jensen means embracing a truth that blurs the line between life and oblivion. He is a shadow trapped between worlds, and their passion threatens to unravel everything she believes real. In a city where nothing is as it seems, love becomes the ultimate risk—and the only thing worth losing everything for.

“You are under arrest, Sienna Hopper for the murder of Jace Wright!” . . . “You said you were angry and went to his house with a bat, did you not? You trashed his apartment. Everything but him? And from the picture we received, his nose was broken. Now you said you didn’t touch him but you broke his nose. Do you mind explaining that to us?” My interrogator quirked a brow at me, the all-knowing look on his face and it said one word, culprit. Fuck that looked bad. It was bad. “I want a lawyer,” I instantly said. ***** Sienna is a rash and impulsive girl but beneath the tough girl act is a heartbroken and abused girl. When her mother gets ill with cancer, with a bill worth a lifetime. With the heat of everything, her ass-cheating ex calls her once again and there, and then she snaps, storms over to his house, destroys everything, and lands a punch squarely on his face. When she retires home, an old wound opens and she ends up at the bar, just to drink away her sorrow but then she ends up in bed with the city’s most powerful, cold-hearted lawyer, Greyson. Just a one-night stand, she tells herself. Nothing more. Until the next morning, when she’s arrested for her ex’s murder. And the only person willing to take her case? The same man she just slept with. She can’t afford his fees, but he has a proposition: marry him, have his child, and he’ll defend her in court. Two things Sienna has vowed in life never to be, a wife and a mother. But desperate time calls for desperate measures, isn’t that right, it’s just a marriage, and a child.

After a tragic accident erases her memory of the last five years — including her marriage — a woman wakes up believing she’s still engaged to the man she loved in college… not the husband who would die for her. But what if she fell in love with her husband for a reason she no longer remembers? And what if the truth about their love story is darker than she thinks?

In the elite, glass-walled towers of Upper Hill, Adrian Vale is a masterpiece of clinical perfection. A top-tier law student with a future mapped out by his tyrannical father, Adrian survives by the "Rule of Three": precision, discipline, and total emotional detachment. He believes that by controlling every second of his life, he can remain untouchable. Then comes Kai Reyes. A tattooed, underground muralist with silver in his lip and chaos in his veins, Kai is the living antithesis of everything Adrian stands for. When Kai publicly humiliates Adrian by smearing charcoal over his pristine silk tie, the "Ice King" snaps. Driven by a desperate need to re-establish dominance, Adrian offers a high-stakes wager: One week. Kai must move into Adrian’s minimalist apartment and obey his every command. As the doors lock, the psychological warfare begins. Adrian intends to use rigid discipline to crush Kai’s rebellion, but the forced proximity turns the apartment into a pressure cooker of forbidden desire. Kai isn’t just a subject; he is a mirror, reflecting the hollow ghost Adrian has become. When the rules finally shatter, Adrian is forced to confront the "Master" who truly pulls his strings—his father. To save himself, Adrian must trade his golden handcuffs for the raw, uncertain freedom of the streets. In a world of rigid statutes and vibrant paint, he discovers that power isn't about making someone stay—it's being the man they don't want to leave. "Be My Good Boy" is a gripping tale of control, surrender, and the courage to finally be a mess.

The day Jasper Carter's terminally ill ex, Natalie Klutz, gave birth, his parents—Josephine and Raymond—hired ten bodyguards to keep me, his actual wife, out of the hospital. But I never showed. Josephine clutched Natalie's hand. "She's not getting near you or the baby." Jasper wiped Natalie's forehead. "Relax. Dad's got men at every door. If Emily shows, we'll toss her." Hours passed. Still no me. Jasper finally let himself breathe. He didn't get what my deal was. He was just granting Natalie's dying wish—to be a mom. The second the nurse handed over the crying baby, he smiled like everything was finally worth it. If I came tomorrow and said sorry, he'd forgive me. Hell, he'd even let me raise the kid. What he didn't know? I had just submitted my paperwork. I'd leave the country, join Doctors Without Borders, and ghost him for good.

Meeting a mystery stranger turned her life upside down. She never knew a love like the one she felt for him but it was all ripped away by lies. uncovering the truth ripped her life apart and put her life in danger, but would she survive? could she be find the happy ending she spent her childhood reading about?

Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.