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Tanya Reed Tanya Reed’s life went up in smoke the night her parents were murdered. Now she’s a survivor, broke, haunted, and desperate for a fresh start. The last thing she expects is to find herself cleaning offices at Lockewood Heights… or standing face-to-face with the man who will upend her fragile world. Hers isn’t a Cinderella story; it’s survival meets power. Damien Lockewood. Billionaire. CEO. Sin wrapped in a tailored suit. He’s cold, ruthless, and untouchable, everything she should hate. And yet, he’s also the man who makes her pulse race, her walls crumble and her panties wet. She’s supposed to be invisible. But one accidental discovery, a discrepancy buried deep in the company’s financial records, puts her squarely on Damien’s radar. He doesn’t do love. She doesn’t do trust. But when desire turns to danger and the lies start to unravel, Tanya learns that the Lockewoods’ secrets are darker than Damien’s reputation, and the same shadow that took her parents might destroy them both. Because somewhere between passion and power lies the truth. And the truth might cost them everything.

Tammy, who my husband Steven used to mentor, was in the car crash with me. My liver had ruptured. I was drenched in blood. Steven didn't even flinch. He yanked Tammy out first, and she only had a scratch on her forehead. While I was unconscious, barely hanging on, he was freaking out about her getting a scar. When I came to, completely done, I chucked the divorce papers at his face. He went feral—ripped them up and said I'd only leave him over his dead body. I used to hate when he pulled that line. But now? If that's what it takes, so be it.

When I'm seven months pregnant, my mate, Kayden Booker, brings me to a celebratory party hosted in the Darkwind pack. Vera Walker, a Beta warrior, purposefully splashes red wine onto my gown. She also accuses me of smelling like a Rogue. I shove her away, only for her to collapse to the floor. Kayden immediately picks Vera up before slapping me in the face. "You're just a plaything to warm my bed, and yet you have the gall to touch what's mine?" That night, the video of me doing a lap dance while heavily pregnant is projected to the pack's public monitor, all thanks to Vera. The comment section is filled with the wolves' lewd chuckles and mocking comments. As I hide outside the door, I listen to Kayden and his subordinates' conversation. "She's just a human being who's meant to carry my pup. I'm going to abandon her when I get sick of her." "Only the Moon Goddess knows if that pup inside her womb is a bastard pup or what." "Vera is right. Women like her should be groomed." The wolves laugh among themselves. "Alpha Kayden, that woman sure is hot! Will you give her to us and let us have a taste?" Kayden replies icily, "Once she gives birth to that wretched pup, you can do whatever you want to her." Laughter fills the conference hall once again. I pull out the silver dagger that I've been tucking under my pillow. Then, I scratch out the countdown timer on my calendar.

My husband is the perfect doctor… or so everyone thinks. However, he delays the critical treatment of an accident patient so he can accompany his first love's son. Later, he even secretly switches out a patient's medication and watches as she dies from the pain. That way, he can take her heart and perform a heart transplant for his first love's son. What he doesn't know is that the patient whose heart he's taken is his daughter's. She's disfigured in an accident after her treatment is delayed. He calls her family's phone number, hoping they'll agree to donate her body to contribute to the medical field. That's when he hears my phone ring.

I'm the only daughter of Marcus Nightbloom, the former Alpha King. I'm also the fated mate of Lucas Ashbourne, the new Alpha King. On the night before the coronation ceremony, I happily whip out the spirit stones that I've been saving up for the past three years, hoping to craft Lucas a new scepter. But I find an exile proposal with my name on it as well as a stack of close-up photos of the Rogues violating me in a hidden room of Lucas' study. His handwriting can be seen on the back of one of the photos. "She's defective, so she's not suitable to become the Luna Queen." I grab the photos and rush off to confront Lucas. But he merely toys with the crown meant for the Luna Queen. "Although you're my fated mate, you're still tainted, Elena. An Alpha King's mate must be perfect and flawless. You, on the other hand, reek of Rogues. Whenever I pick up your scent, I feel so nauseous that I want to puke. "If werewolves are scarred, those scars are their medals. But if she-wolves are tainted by other wolves, they are impure and deserve to be discarded." I find Lucas' logic very ridiculous. "I did that just so I could save your life five years ago!" Lucas merely chuckles icily in return. "I never asked for your help. Anyway, I will never mark a defective she-wolf who's tainted by other wolves." At the coronation ceremony the next day, Lucas showcases the evidence of me getting violated by the Rogues in front of the entire Kingdom. I never shed a tear at that moment. After all, Lucas has no idea that the she-wolf, whom he has just discarded like trash, has the bloodline that's capable of conquering all wolves flowing through her veins.

"Dasar cewek gila! Sampai kapanpun aku nggak akan mau sama kamu!" Ucap Satria dengan lantang. Cecilia sering kali diejek sebagai cewek gila karena tak berhenti mengejar cinta pria idamannya, Satria. Sejak dari bangku kuliah hingga akhirnya Satria menikah dan menjadi duda, tak menyurutkan Cecil berjuang mendapatkan hati pria itu. Berusaha keras memikat dengan pesonanya walau masih saja Satria tak menyukainya. Malah kebencian Satria semakin menjadi-jadi pada perempuan gila itu. Sampai 10 tahun berlalu, ketika Satria mulai menikmati kegilaan Cecil yang menjadi candu baginya.. disaat yang bersamaan ia juga tersadar jika perempuan yang dianggapnya gila itu telah berlalu. Cecil berhenti berjuang dan pergi setelah tak diharapkan. Apakah rasa kehilangan menghampiri hati Satria yang membeku? Atau harusnya ia puas karena Cegil itu tak lagi mengganggu hidupnya?

"Kau pasti sangat bahagia karena besok kau akan bebas, kan?" Dengan kasar Amar mencengkram lengan wanita yang masih berstatus istrinya itu dan menghempaskannya begitu saja di sudut tempat tidur yang tak pernah disentuh olehnya. Entah kemana perginya cinta itu.. setelah menikah semuanya menghilang. Keduanya bak menjadi orang asing yang tinggal satu atap terlebih sikap Amar yang sangat berubah drastis. Begitu dingin. Begitu kasar. Begitu kejam. Besok yang merupakan hari perpisahan mereka dan malam ini menjadi malam pertama sekaligus malam terakhir mereka sebagai suami istri.. Apakah ada sesuatu yang mampu mengetuk pintu hati Amar dan melanjutkan pernikahan mereka?

There is no Prince Charming in my world. Only beasts who claw and fight their way through the masses to get to the top. I was always told that I was a prize. A treasure to be cherished. My lineage was a desired treasure, a prize worth spilling blood for. Many would stop at nothing to claim the honour of being the one to leave their mark upon me, to impregnate me and forever intertwine our fates. A child born from me would possess a level of power that surpasses anything they have ever experienced or witnessed. I could never fully comprehend it until Ace Ripley came into my life revealing secrets that would forever alter my way of life. He was a man whom I believed to be our sworn enemy and when he takes my virginity, that's when everything changes and this brutal, ruthless man decides that he wants to keep me for himself. His to worship. His to pleasure. His to corrupt. Even if that means going to war with his best friend. My father. --- "She is mine, Nathanial. If you want to keep up this bullshit engagement to my son for her, fine. But come Saturday, I will be the one putting my ring on her finger. I'll be the one who gives you grandchildren, and it will be my name she takes. I will also protect her from everything and anything in this life that tries to fuck with her or hurt her. You've been warned, now you need to accept that is happening and there is no way in hell I am backing down from this.”

"I love it when you say my name, printsessa, how long has it been? Two-" "Three years." I snap unintentionally wishing I could take the words back. A sly grinspreads across his angelic-looking face, "You've been counting." He states in a cocky tone. I place my hands flat on his chest, and I shove him away. "Still a cocky son of a bitch I see." I hiss, hating the way he makes my body burn with fever. Slowly panting through my parted lips, I realise that he is shirtless, his gold skin and sinuous muscle put on full display for my eyes to feast upon. His eyes look darker than I remember, smouldering with carnal intent. The perfect curve of his lips etches with cruelty. He's so hot with lust and anger that it should be a crime. He's sin in human form and he makes me want to be a sinner. "And you're still a stuck-up printsessa holding a grudge." He snarls, throwing his hands in the air --- Today was meant to be one of the happiest days of my life. Today, I was turning twenty-one and everyone whom I love dearly has shown up to celebrate it with me. Including the one man in my life who should be off-limits; forbidden. Things quickly turn sour, the air smells of death, gun powder, and vengeance. CAUSING my heart to still with fear, loss, and panic. When I realise the one man I vowed to hate forever, is the one person I can rely on to keep me safe. I must build a wall around my heart, and pray like fuck, that he doesn't break through it. My name is Zeynep Volkov, and this is my story about survival, deception and a love triangle that no one saw coming.

The night before my engagement, I saw Leo Vitaly in a naked embrace with my best friend, Sophia, at the villa. I did not cry or create a scene. Instead, I went crazy as I slept with three of his best buddies. I left evidence of our lovemaking on the wooden desk of his office, condoms in the passenger seat of his car, and a leather whip in his private wine cellar. All of this was left behind on purpose to tell him what I did. When Leo found out about it, all he did was put out the cigar in his hand and made a group call to his buddies. "You've all slept with her? What did she taste like?" Taunting laughter was heard from the other end of the call. "She's pretty flexible in bed." "Not bad, but she needs to be more adventurous in bed. The minor celebrities I sleep with are better than she is." "Haven't you given her a taste before by giving her a good lesson, Leo? She's too tight down there." My meticulously planned revenge was nothing but a joke to him. Leo had not cared at all. That night, I broke down. Leo sent me to the sanatorium after that. He 'treated' me there for an entire year.