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“There are wolves in this forest," he bit out. "You're a wolf," I pointed out. "I am aware." "So technically I found the wolf," I said like a smartass. "Which means I'm safe." He cocked his head at me, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "Are you?" **** My name is Sigrun Parker. I fell asleep on a regular night and woke up in a parallel universe. Here, I found out that I am royalty, a princess who has been betrothed to the most feared Alpha of the realm. He is unlike any man I’ve ever known. I don’t want to, but my body craves him I have to find a way to return back home before I do something stupid… …like fall in a love with a man who was never mine.

Mia Minton's world crumbles when her mother marries Lord Victor Hawthorne, a ruthless Alpha. Now, she's trapped in a mansion with four dominant step brothers,Aiden, Liam, Zander, and Matthew. Drawn into their dangerous lives, Mia uncovers ancient secrets and forbidden desires. But with enemies lurking and her heart torn between them, Mia must discover her true strength and solve the complex bond forming with her stepbrothers, or risk losing everything.

Perhaps out of mercy, Debra found herself reborn before all the tragedies—before her husband Juan drained her last bit of value and let her died miserably in childbirth on the operating table. In her last life, Debra discarded her noble status and tried everything to please Juan after marriage, groveling for his affection. Everyone in Seamar City knew that Juan's beloved was Shelia, while Debra was unfavored. In this life, Debra was determined to leave Juan. Unexpectedly, after their divorce, the husband who once despised her made a complete 180. But so what? Faced with his desperate plea for reconciliation, Debra turned around and threw herself into the arms of his archenemy. "Do you have anything to say to my ex, new love?" she asked the man standing by her side. Marion smiled with a powerful protective aura, "He can wish us a happy marriage."

If Rhoda was thinking she would have a 'happily-ever-after' story, she had better think again because fate has another plan in store for her. After being abandoned abroad for eight years, her parents call her back into the country just to use her to save their dying business by marrying her off to a billionaire equals a jerk. Jeffrey suggested an open marriage since the two of them were in love with someone else. What will be their fate when the ones they were in love with break up with them after signing the open marriage contract? Will they try to make things work between them or just keep the marriage open? Will she be able to watch her husband with other women without doing anything? Or will she try to win him over to herself since divorce isn't an option? Will things become more complicated after realizing that her father's business might not be liquidating after all and she has an identical twin who has been committing atrocities and making people believe it's her?

"I despise you with all my heart and I wish I could just snap your head off" He glared at her with murder in his eyes. "You have no heart" Ava whispered to Connor Donnacha, the Vampire Coven King and the last pure blood Vampire. The handsome, cold and ruthless Connor, is the CEO of Donnacha Companies and Fate happens to mate him with a Wolf without a wolf. A stain in history. Ava Donovan, Descendant of the Moon Goddess and unknown seer of her clan, Enslaved to Black Canyon Vampires, and Mate to the most Powerful Vampire King in the continent, the first of her kind to marry a Vampire. Being his mate was nature's punishment but marrying her was his punishment! Quiet and gentle Ava has felt guilty and tolerated her husband's treatment of her for a long time but now she craves revenge and what's more fun than getting the hateful vampire king to fall head over heels with her once again and stab him where it hurts the most? Ruining him and everything he stands for!

My husband, Damien Falcone, had 99 lovers. And I was the mafia princess men lined up to die for. The day we got together, everyone in our world took bets. They said we wouldn't last three months. But then , everything changed. For me, he wiped his phone clean, built a rose manor, and got down on one knee. Then, on our wedding night, he told me he wanted an open marriage. "Our bodies can play," he said. "But our loyalty? That's just for us." I agreed. Then came his 100th lover, Sophia Ricci. She betrayed our family in an arms deal. Almost got my father killed. But Damien protected her. He even moved her into our home. So, I did what any heartbroken mafia princess would do. I got drunk and woke up in another man's bed. I just didn't know that man was Damien's uncle.

I begged my husband for weeks before he finally agreed to come with me to my prenatal appointment. The whole time, he just stood there with his hands buried in his pockets, watching me coldly as I handled everything on my own—paying the bills, checking in at the front desk, running around like crazy until I was completely overwhelmed. The second I walked into the exam room, he vanished into thin air. And to top it off, he took off in my car, leaving me to take the bus home by myself. As soon as I got on the bus, my phone buzzed. He'd sent me a screenshot of a receipt: [Companionship fee: 50 dollars] [Round-trip gas: 7 dollars] [Total: 57 dollars] There was also a voice message attached. "Our marriage is strictly fifty-fifty. What does your pregnancy checkup have to do with me? Why should I give up my day off to go to the hospital with you?" Listening to that icy message, I suddenly remembered the way he once got down on his knees in front of me, begging me to help pay for his education. I was so angry, I just started laughing. Fine then. If this was a fifty-fifty marriage, it was time to settle the score!

“Are you enjoying it? This was supposed to be punishment, Evelyn,” the Alpha King sneered coldly as he thrusted into me. “It seemed my brother never satisfied you. Maybe he’s impotent. He didn't even mark you before he died, did he?” I clamped a hand over my mouth, biting down on my lower lip to stifle the shameful sounds threatening to escape. But when I stayed silent, his movement grew harsher. He pinned my arms, yanked my hair, and bit hard into my shoulder. “I told you not to suppress your sounds,” he growled. I cried out. *** Evelyn’s world shattered the day her husband—the crown prince—was killed. Stripped of her title and pride, she was forced to serve the new Alpha King: her late husband’s half-brother and the usurper of the throne. By day, she was his maid. By night, his obedient pet. Their bond was meant to be filled with bitterness, pain, and resentment. But fate had other plans. The Moon Goddess bound them with something neither of them could escape… nor deny.

Keerthi felt a hand under her chin ,coaxing her to look up ,as she met with warm brown eyes ,in their darkest shade. Her eyes went to her husband's lips, wetting her own involuntarily, when she felt Vikram's hold tighten. She blushed, looking down, her face felt on fire. Vikram pulled her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "Keerthi", Vikram started gruffly ,his voice laced with desire, their lips merely brushing, teasing one another, "We should go to sleep now if you don't want it to continue any further." Keerthi's face flamed at her husband's insinuation. But dammit,she wanted to be kissed. For the first time ever.

My ex-best friend's birthday is also my mother's death anniversary. When I see Susan Lloyd picking a birthday cake with Hans Luther, I know she's going to snatch my husband after snatching my father from me. I won't let her get away with it, though. I don't want to follow in my mother's footsteps and be forced to jump off a building. So, after ruining Susan's birthday party, I leave the divorce agreement I've prepared and move out of my marital home. It's been less than seven hours since the incident. In that time, I've spent one hour packing, one hour getting to the train station, and three hours getting to my grandmother's house. In my final two hours, I convince my grandmother to let me stay. Hans, I don't want you anymore.