Ghost Stand By Him

Rora Grayson’s life collapses on the night that was meant to secure her future. At her engagement party to Liam Walker, she is publicly humiliated and discarded when Liam chooses her adopted sister, Malice, revealing the Grayson family’s bankruptcy and crushing debt of one billion naira. Orphaned by tragedy and betrayal, Rora is pushed to the edge of despair only to fall into a night she barely remembers, one that will change her fate forever. The next day, desperate to survive and repay her family’s debt, Rora seeks employment, only to be humiliated again by Liam and Malice. Just when she breaks, help arrives from an unexpected source Ethan Walker, Liam’s powerful and feared uncle, the most influential man in the Walker family. What shocks Rora most is the truth she cannot escape: Ethan is the mysterious man from that night. Ethan offers Rora a job as his personal secretary, shielding her from further abuse and giving her a chance to reclaim her dignity. As Rora proves her intelligence, resilience, and quiet strength in the corporate world, Ethan finds himself drawn to her far beyond reason or control. Beneath his cold authority lies a man determined to protect the woman fate placed in his path. When Rora collapses under the weight of humiliation and stress, the truth emerges—she is pregnant. Faced with scandal, power struggles, and enemies determined to destroy her, Ethan makes a decision that shakes both their worlds: he will take responsibility and asks her to marry him. Bound by circumstance but driven by undeniable chemistry, Rora and Ethan must navigate betrayal, revenge, hidden secrets, and a dangerous love that grows where neither expected it while Malice and Liam lurk in the shadows, plotting their downfall.

The whole wolf pack knew I was Alpha Nick’s fated mate—chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. But the second I stepped into Brown Pack territory with my suitcase in hand— His mother, Mrs. Johnson, ordered the maids to spray me with wolfsbane. His cousin, Enna, "accidentally" put me in *his* bedroom. And his childhood sweetheart, Rina, slapped a ten-million-dollar check in my face, demanding I publicly renounce this "joke of a mating bond." Even Alpha Nick himself—the ruthless legend of the pack—spent the first night wrapped around me like a damn octopus, only to kick me out coldly the next morning: *"Get out. Don’t come back to my room again."* When I was framed for theft, forced to work overtime till midnight, or locked inside a pitch-black office mid-panic attack… My *"fiancé"* was too busy grinding on Rina at some high-society ball. Then the truth about me dropped— Brown Pack’s elders dropped to their knees, trembling. Rina ripped her knockoff Luara gown in rage. And Alpha Nick, eyes bloodshot, pinned me against the wall: *"Wendy… you played me."* I smirked, peeling his fingers off me. *"Sorry, Alpha. The three-month contract’s up."* *"Now… call me by my real title—heir of White Moon Pack."*

When divorce and betrayal turn into a real life fairy tale after a chance encounter with a movie star, Pearl’s life becomes a whirlwind when a love triangle she wasn’t prepared for changes everything. Rock stardom, romance and getting a second chance at life and love means everything when you have nothing to lose.

My wife is a pilot. We had our wedding three years ago, but she's stood me up 18 times since then when we agreed to register our marriage. The first time she stood me up was when her apprentice took his first flight. I waited outside city hall the whole day for her. The second time she stood me up was when she turned around after receiving a call from her apprentice. She left me by the roadside. Later, whenever we set a date to register our marriage, her apprentice would run into all sorts of trouble. Finally, I decided to leave her. But after I board a flight to Avalonia, she chases me all the way there like she's lost her mind.

Fate has other plans for Aurelia and Dimitri. On the night of their mating ceremony, their pack is torn apart by a savage witch coven's attack. Desperate to save his mate, Dimitri sends her into hiding with a promise of reunion—a promise that shatters he is forced to get mated to another. Aurelia returns to find her mate bound to another. Broken and betrayed, she flees to a bar and had a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger that changes everything when she finds out she is pregnant and have to fight for her very life. But survival comes at a price, and the evil threatening her pack demands a sacrifice. With her second chance mate by her side, Aurelia must confront the darkness that tore her world apart. Can she save her pack, or will ancient vengeance consume them all? A tale of love, betrayal, and redemption where nothing is as it seems.

When I was eighteen, Kael pulled my sister and me out of a rogue auction ring on the northern border. From that day on, I fought for him, bled for him, and helped him carve out his place among the northern packs. By the time his name carried weight across the borderlands, everyone knew I was the one who stood closest to his power. I thought that one day, he might finally look at me and see more than a weapon at his side. Then he brought home a soft-spoken Omega named Liora. “Mira, look at you. Covered in blood again.” “Wash up before you frighten Liora.” After that, everything changed. The pack began calling her future Luna. Kael took my blades away, tied an apron around my waist, and made me responsible for her every need. Whenever she slipped into places she should not have been, got hurt, and claimed I had frightened her out of jealousy, Kael believed her. Every punishment came with a reason. Neat enough to sound fair. Sharp enough to hurt. I accepted all of it. Because years ago, when I asked how I could repay him for saving my sister and me, Kael had said: “You want to repay me?” “Then do one hundred things for me.” I lowered my eyes to the yellowing notebook in my hands. Only three were left. When I finished them, I would owe him nothing. And then I would leave.

After a high-profile divorce from Skyview City's most eligible CEO, Anna Shaw is done playing the good wife. No more boardroom diplomacy, no more fake smiles for society's vultures and definitely no more heartbreak. She's rich, ruthless, and freshly single, with nothing to lose and a point to prove.When a night of champagne fueled rebellion leads her into the arms of a dangerously perfect stranger, Anna isn't looking for love she's rewriting the rules. But power always comes with a price, and freedom can be just as intoxicating and just as dangerous as desire.Sharp-tongued, unapologetic, and seductive, The Fall of Anna Shaw is a scandalous journey of reinvention, revenge, and the kind of pleasure that leaves bruises in all the right places.

To save her sick mother and Carter for her younger brother after the death of their father . She had no choice than to work at a brothel as a prostitute. As much as she hates the job she had no choice and would do anything to make her life better. But life has another plan for her . She met a popular billionaire who wanted her to work for him as his baby's nanny . While working for the billionaire she found out she's fallen in love with him beyond control. What Will happen when the billionaire's ex_wife would do anything to get her killed . Will she escape from the danger ahead .

"Miss Alice Brown, I am the butler here for your service. Our sir wants to buy the baby in your belly.” Butler replied. "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table? Just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her said calmly, as if he had expected her question, "Miss, you are pregnant with the master's child, and he needs a child, that's all I can tell you." *** Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy children. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...

On the tenth day of my postpartum recovery, my husband, Deputy Commander Harvey Wyatt, uploads a photo of me breastfeeding my newborn in a disheveled state to the department's group chat. Obviously, that photo was taken without my knowledge. "See? After having a kid, she's as loose as a sack. It makes me sick just looking at her. I much prefer my side piece, who's nice and tight." A few female colleagues send sweating emojis to the group. The majority of the chat, however, consists of the male colleagues' perverse silence. While I continue to burp my baby with one hand, my tears land on the screen. In order to give birth to this baby, my pelvic bone was sawn in half, which causes me so much pain that I can't even walk properly. But all I get in return is my own husband body-shaming me in front of hundreds of people. I don't bother arguing with Harvey at all. Half an hour later, I drag my broken body all the way to the commander's office with a divorce agreement as well as the chat history over the past ten days, which has been printed out, in my hands.