Grand Priest

I told Charlie my biggest secret—I was the long-lost daughter of the powerful Moore family in Dreslane. He swore he'd help me reunite with them. But the night before I met them, the Moore family made a grand declaration—they'd already found their missing daughter. A ceremony was set. I rushed there, heart pounding, only to see Charlie standing beside his childhood friend, Raine. She was being introduced as the Moore heiress. And somehow, she had the exact same birthmark as me. Before I could do anything, Charlie locked me in a restroom. "It's just a name," he said. "You still have me. So why does this matter? Raine's parents died saving me—she never had a real family. For my sake, can't you just let her have this?" Then, to erase any doubt, to make sure Raine could live as me without fear—Charlie took a knife and carved the birthmark off my body. The shock. The pain. I lost my three-month-old unborn baby that night. And as I lay there, blood soaking through my clothes, I finally gave up.

Yasmin, my so-called best friend, got scammed out of fifty grand by some loser using an AI deepfake of me. She was on her knees in public, sobbing about how that money was all she had. Begging me — in front of everyone — to pay her back. Said I made "easy money" as an influencer. The whole internet tried to guilt-trip me into paying her back. Even Zack, my own brother, joined in. Called her pitiful and said I owed it to her. I smirked. You think you can use me to get rich? Not. A. Chance.

"SIGN IT AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE!" Calvin threw the divorce agreement in her face, his voice seething with fury. Adriana Clarke Walker, a well-known heiress and the wife of the richest man in the country and CEO of the Grand Empire Corporation, Calvin Walker, had always believed in the possibility of love. Despite knowing that Calvin didn't love her, she married him with the hope that her patience and devotion would eventually win his heart. But all she received in return was endless pain. Their marriage became a black hole that devoured everything: her happiness, her family's honor, and her security. In an instant, she lost everything—her family shamed, torn apart, and forced into exile. Adriana tried to leave the past behind and build a new life, only to find that Calvin refused to let her go. His pursuit was relentless, and he wasn't willing to set her free...

The convent was his safe haven. For Jerald, running away from the web of lies of his parents and not fully understanding why they had to do it but the pains from having been lied to clouded his vision and made him leave home. ************** Amari had lived most of her life in the convent and wondered what lies beyond the horizon of the church walls, longing for the outside but caving herself in the church until he came and within the spurs of the moment, showed her what it means to love and be loved back. *********** It's against the doctrine that a reverend sister is falling in love with a man who ought to become a priest, it was counted as the Devil's will and not of God.

"Lucas Marshall, Do you take Alina Martin for your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Priest asked. "Yes, I do." Lucas said. "Alina Martin, do you take Lucas Marshall for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Priest asked me. "No, I don't. " I said.

On my twenty-third birthday, my brother, Zackary Dixon, became the wealthiest man in the country. He threw a grand birthday party for the nanny's daughter, saying that she would be the Dixon family's favorite. At the same time, something went wrong with my artificial heart. I couldn't find a suitable one, only one month left in my life. Due to the torture of illness and great pressure, I had no choice but to call him. Hearing my cough, he coldly said, "At that time, you were afraid to get involved, and now you regret it?" My throat was sore. I stared at his expressionless face through the phone and laughed bitterly. "Zackary, three hundred thousand dollars is no big deal to you. Help me, OK?" Zackary sneered. I could hear his warm voice comforting Lillianna, "Voice phishing. It's fine." Of course, he was fine, because his sound beating heart was mine.

My secretary replaced me on my wedding day, walking down the aisle in a white wedding gown. The man I had loved for ten years threw the bridesmaid dress in my face and ordered me to wear it instead. "She is the bride now. You'll be next," he said coldly. My grandmother was so furious that she fell ill on the spot. Meanwhile, he and the secretary smiled brightly as they completed the wedding ceremony. After the grand wedding, the secretary posted photos of herself in her wedding gown on social media. The comments were overwhelmingly congratulatory. [Today is such a beautiful day, I finally got what I wanted. I hope those who try to ruin someone else's relationship will wake up soon.] She wrote. Chester Morrison replied to her post: [It is a great day. Don't ruin your good mood by some trash.] When I returned home, holding my grandmother's photo, who had passed away, I found them tangled together on the bedspread my grandmother had lovingly sewn for me, the one with a pair of Swan that symbolizes eternal love.

My mate thinks I'm a murderer! "Do these things belong to you?" He poses his question, his eyes boring deep into mine. I can feel the heat of his gaze inside my body. It's frying every organ inside me and if he keeps looking at me like that, I'm going to drop dead on the floor. He's my mate and he's my only hope. If he also believes the lie that I killed my sister and his brother, then I'm doomed for life. "I…I…" I start to answer, but he quickly cuts me off. I’m sorry "Yes,or no!" Anger flashes in his eyes as he says those words. The tone of his voice sends shivers down my spine. He is angry. He most definitely hates me. This is the end for me! Aurora was locked up by her father for the first eighteen years of her life. He did that for his own selfish desires. On the day of her eighteenth birthday, she thought she would be waking up to a grand party organized for her as promised by her father, but she was dragged to a hall where she found out she was being married to a complete stranger. Confused and terrified by the idea, she ran away from the hall, only to be accused a few hours later for the murder of her sister and the man she was supposed to marry, who was the son of the Alpha of the pack. The only person who can save her from that mess is her mate, who is the future of Alpha of the pack. They both have to work together to prove her innocence and that marks the beginning of their love story.

On the day of her grand wedding, a sudden twist shattered Cardy's plans. In an extraordinary act, her ex-lover stormed in, disrupting the ceremony and causing it to come to an abrupt halt. In the aftermath, Cardy found herself at a crossroads, faced with two perplexing choices. Should she consider reuniting with her once-dear, but now malicious, ex-partner? Or should she embark on a contract marriage, a path laden with its own set of unknowns?

Embedded in the undying feud between the Monroe's and the Villalobos was the bitter memory of the past when the father of the 5th generation of coven, Don Honoracio Monroe died out of unknown disease. His loss brought them commotion when the Villalobos presented a young lady as the Don's other daughter. Doña Victoria never recognized such disrespect to the good memories of her late husband and so she deprived the young Villalobos of her rights for her inheritance... Since that night, the killing never ended. Each of them was forced to leave the grand lives they had in order to keep their safety. In fear of his new born child, Vico sent Victorina Aurora together with their most trusted servant away... Since then, the search for the Monroe's heiress gets on fire. The Monroe's most trusted man, Alezzandro Vizmanos from the werewolves tribe found her in her new name as Blythe Hernandez and identity as a waitress in Ekztatica club, working hard for her ill mother. It's her needs that made her sign his proposal with eyes closed. Zandro held her tight in his fingers just what the Monroe's wants him to do. But he opposed the plan when he kept Blythe away from them... Little did they know, Zandro has been keeping wrath for the death of his dear Cassidy. The servant who took care of Blythe, she died for the Monroe's yet they never recognized her loyalty. Every night, as he watches Blythe sleeping peacefully, Zandro was tempted to kill her. But as days passed by, he used to see from her eyes the spark from Cassy's eyes he once adored. Blythe's giving his heart wild beats. Will he still continue his plan of killing her or he'll rather kill his heart to stop pulsating insanely?