Hidden Arsenal Chapter 1

"I, Alpha Liam Hamilton, reject you, Elena Vance, as my Mate and my Luna. You are a curse to my bloodline. Now, get out before I hunt you down." On the night of the Blood Moon, my fated mate shattered my soul. He didn’t care that I was the True Lunar Bride. He didn’t care that I had loved him since we were pups. He chose his "prophecy" and his mistress over the woman meant for him. I left in shame, carrying a secret that would change the werewolf world forever: I wasn't empty-handed. I was carrying his twins—the strongest Alpha heirs the world had seen in a thousand years. Five Years Later. I am no longer the weak Omega he kicked into the rain. I am the "Silver Shadow," a world-renowned healer with a power that can bring Alphas to their knees. When a deadly plague strikes Liam’s pack, he is forced to beg for my help. He doesn't recognize the cold, breathtaking woman behind the mask. He doesn't know that the two prodigy children by my side share his emerald eyes and his lethal temper. But as my scent begins to leak through my disguise, the Alpha King grows obsessed. He corners me, his growl vibrating against my skin. "You smell like a ghost, Doctor. And those children... why do they have my claws?" The secret is out. The hunt is on. But this time, I’m not the prey—I’m the Queen. And the Alpha who rejected me? He’s about to learn that a Lunar Bride never forgets... and she never survives on mercy.

Ella Hart was adopted into a wealthy household—but she never lived like a daughter. While her adoptive mother, Nora, indulged in luxury and high society, Ella was treated like little more than a servant, forced to do the hardest chores and surviving on scraps of affection. For years, no one questioned it. Until the day her biological family finally found her. Their arrival brought a shocking revelation. Years ago, the Hart family had arranged a marriage alliance with the powerful Sterling family. The bride was meant to be either Ella… or her beloved sister, Piper. When Piper met Tiesto Sterling—handsome, quiet, and dressed far too simply—she scoffed. A man without money, no matter how attractive, was beneath her. For Ella, however, the marriage felt like an escape. Eager to leave the life she had endured for so long, she agreed without hesitation and walked straight into City Hall with a man she barely knew, signing the marriage papers that very same day. What Ella didn’t know was this— The “poor” man she had just married was anything but ordinary. Tiesto Sterling was the most elusive tycoon in the city, a man whose wealth and power were whispered about in legends. And soon, the world would discover another secret. Because the girl everyone believed to be the pitiful Cinderella… was about to be protected by five powerful brothers—and reveal a true identity far greater than anyone imagined.

March Yana gave birth to quintuplets in secret. She’s raising her children alone without telling Rod the truth. She doesn’t want to go back to his life but it changed after the accident happened. Rod was already married and that’s the reason why Marcha didn’t tell him the truth. She was a mistress—a disgrace to Rod’s family. She pushed Rod away and escaped with their unborn children in her womb. 7 years later, Rod’s mother found March Yana and asked a favor that leads her to go back to Rod’s life. She wanted to say no but she can’t turned down the woman who helped and raised her when she was still in college. She agreed to nurse Rod and to be his business secretary for the time being. What if Rod learned the truth? Will she still succeeding on hiding Rod’s children? Or will Rod take their children and hide them from her instead?

Gianna Santos thought she knew betrayal. Her husband’s cold dismissal and the woman who replaced her were already enough to shatter her world. But when she uncovers a secret that changes everything: a hidden legacy, a dangerous conspiracy, and a child she never planned Gianna realizes she’s just begun to understand what true betrayal feels like. Reily, her husband’s lover, isn’t just after his heart, she's after Gianna’s inheritance. And she’ll stop at nothing to get it. But Gianna isn’t the broken woman they think she is. With a dangerous plan of her own, a shocking ally by her side, and secrets that could bring down everyone, Gianna will fight back. Hard. In a world where lies and loyalty blur, revenge is the only game. The question is how far will Gianna go to win?

Maelie Luisa, had to face a bitter reality when she discovered that she was a second wife, because her husband, Erland Geraldton, had another wife who was his first wife. Shockingly, he was also a billionaire, while all this time he was admitted as a poor man. Erland didn't want Maelie left him, and he persuaded her to remain as his hidden wife behind his first wife, Tiffany, especially since she was also pregnant. "Erland, I shouldn't be here, hiding like a woman who steals someone's husband!" Maelie said, her voice filled with concern, her eyes fixed on Erland. "Honey. You didn't steal me from anyone, but I chose you! We'll get through this together," replied Erland, gently holding Maelie's hand, trying to reassure her. "But what about your wife? How can we continue like this?" "You know I love you. And I know this is hard for you too. But trust me, I'll sort everything out. With you," said Erland warmly, looking into Maelie's hazel eyes with conviction. Financial difficulties and her deep love for Erland compelled Maelie to endure and continue hiding as his hidden wife, feeling guilty towards Tiffany. Gradually, Tiffany discovered Maelie was pregnant with Erland's child, yet she chose to pretend she didn't know. Why did she choose to pretend not to know? Was it because she had a plan? And what about Maelie? Could she endure being a secret wife with all the risks she would face? And as for Erland's decision, should he choose between them? Hey guys, please give an honest review so I can know what you want and further improve the quality of this book, thank you

"Whoever said one person can't make a difference was wrong."I'm Nyxie, a fallen angel of Heaven. Why? During the wars of Heaven and Hell, I turned on Heaven. Why? Love, but this isn't your typical love story. I fell from grace and now live in Hell. I regret nothing! But in a realm where demons still despise and kill angels, can I survive or will Hell swallow me with its sinners?Psychology (Mental Illness)|Mature Themes

They wanted me silent. They wanted me guilty. Camilla crashed the car, but I was asked to take the blame. For the good of the pack. For the image. And Alpha Victor of the Nightshade Pack, my supposed husband, didn’t even flinch. He stood beside her. Not me. That was the moment I realized that it was never about love. It was always about control. So I left. No tears. No warnings. I just walked away. They thought I ran to hide. But I didn’t run. I returned home, to the land that called me Princess before I even knew what it meant. Victor never asked where I came from. His pack never cared. They just assumed I was an Omega. But after seeing me at the banquet… Standing beside Prince Ethan— Now, he’s finally asking questions. But it’s too late. Because you don’t get back the woman you once asked to disappear, especially not when she’s standing beside a man who could burn your entire kingdom to the ground. Will Victor dare to cross a prince for the woman he once discarded? Can he handle the truth about who I really am? Or will the truth destroy everything he thought he controlled?

I turn down a dream research program at Hefford University just so I can stay and help my debt-ridden boyfriend run a burger stand. This time, he says he's serious. I give him all the money I've saved up over the years, hoping we can build a better future together. A few hours later, I discover he's forgotten two hundred dollars in the drawer. I grab the money and run out, hoping to catch him. What I catch is a scene straight out of a corny movie. The loan sharks who used to beat and threaten him are now bowing and nodding deferentially. "Sir, I guess we don't need to show up at your house anymore, right?" Kurt Saunders rubs his temples and replies, "Yup. Anna gave up her entire future for me. She even turned down an opportunity to study at Hefford just to help me pay off my debts." Before he even finishes, his childhood friend lets out a giggle. "Kurt, that's still not enough. You'll only know if she really doesn't mind being poor if she sticks around through a year of flipping burgers without any complaints." Kurt looks at her sly expression and lets out a helpless laugh. "Alright, we'll do it your way. One more year of pretending. Anna would never leave me anyway." I stand there, listening to the sound of my own heart shatter. Kurt, you think I'm giving up my future for you, but it's still mine, and I can take it back.

"Do you want to know what it feels like to kiss? You don't have to find out, I can give it to you." Erros ate his lips so wildly. He kissed her so greedily as if there would be no tomorrow. "Open your mouth, baby," his hoarse voice made Milan feel like she was going crazy. "That's my woman," he said, exploring every part of his woman's mouth. She should have stopped this kiss. This is wrong! How could she kiss her brother? "Ugh..." when the sigh was heard, she realized that she had lost her sanity. *** If there is a person who is insane, then it is her. How could she keep her love for her brother? She always went crazy whenever the thought of her brother's sexy body made her body react. What should she do, should she admit defeat with her feelings or should she immediately get as far away from her brother as possible? Because one thing she knows, her feelings will not just disappear. *** "I have gone mad from loving you." "Your body, heart, and soul can only scream my name."

Lorsque le reflet d'un secret oublié émerge, le fils d'un amour façonné par le mensonge se retrouve face à un miroir troublant. La quête de vérité s'amorce, comme un chemin obscur à travers une forêt dense, où chaque pas pourrait révéler des vérités enfouies. Les échos du passé résonnent, et les masques commencent à se fissurer, menaçant d'exposer l'obscurité tapie au cœur de cette existence façonnée par l'illusion.