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Isabella, a young woman who yearns for a life of luxury, gets her wish when she catches the eye of a powerful hotel tycoon, Adrian Dickens. But his extravagant lifestyle comes with a price: Dickens charm gives way to a dangerous possessiveness, trapping Isabella in a gilded cage. Just as she feels most alone, a chance encounter with a kind-hearted governor's son offers a glimpse of a different future—one built on genuine love, not control. But Adrian is a man who never loses, and when Isabella's secret relationship is discovered, her life becomes a thrilling and terrifying battle for freedom. As a vicious betrayal from someone she loves comes to light, Isabella finds herself at the center of a deadly game, forced to fight against powerful forces who will stop at nothing to tear her and her new love apart.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, kissing me again. Our marks healed instantly, never hurting at all. My body felt the most relaxed I’d ever felt in my entire life. We were both breathing hard, both afraid to speak. We just looked at each other for what felt like hours. Finally, he said softly, “I can feel your feelings now.” It finally felt like my life was going right for once. Or so I thought…. I never belonged anywhere. First, my father and I were on the run, living as rogues. When we finally found a pack, it wasn’t long before I was the outcast—all because of my crazy dreams. Delilah the Insane, they’d call me. When I finally discovered that the soon-to-be Alpha was my mate, I thought everything would change. But then Andrew betrayed me too. I ran away, even though I was carrying his triplets. Now, he wants me back, along with our children. Will I ever truly belong? The Betrayed Luna is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

My family's mall was running a major New Year's Eve event. My father, the chairman, sent me to oversee the floor as a shareholder. That night, the crowd built past capacity, and a stampede broke out. I was at the bottom of a pile, suffocating. My boyfriend, an executive at the mall, was reaching past me. He was lifting my best friend out of the crowd. She didn't have a scratch on her. He cradled her and disappeared down the corridor. The comms earpiece on my headset stayed on. His voice came through it. "Vivian, are you okay? How could you listen to her? How could you let her drag you somewhere this dangerous?" "Don't worry about her. She’s built tougher than you—she can take it. But you... You’re too delicate to be marked by scars." They got Vivian out. I had a broken rib and was admitted in critical condition. After the dust settled, I asked Cole why he hadn't prioritized me. He looked me in the eye. "Mall events are managed. Look at you. You're fine. This is my promotion window. You're my girlfriend. If I had pulled you out first, that's favoritism. Don't make a scene. Go check on Vivian. She was scared half to death." I tightened my fist under the blanket. I called my father. "Dad. The stampede at Hartline Mall. I'm calling the hearing myself."

He looked right through me. Alpha Damon, my fated mate, saw only a cursed, scentless servant unworthy of his notice. His rejection was a cold blade to the heart. Then, blood and chaos shattered everything. A rogue attack broke the curse binding my true Alpha power, revealing the wolf he’d scorned. Now, he sees me. Now, he wants me. The pursuit has begun – fierce, desperate, possessive. He tries apologies, demands, even force, driven by the bond he denied. But I am not the broken girl he remembers. He will learn that earning forgiveness from the Luna he brutalized means bowing before the power he dismissed. The chase is on, but this time, I set the rules.

I'm the daughter of Don Falcone. After I got back from studying abroad, my family threw a welcome-home banquet, conveniently setting me up to meet the fiancé my father had handpicked for me—Santino Moretti. My father praised the guy to the skies in his letters: he was the heir to the Moretti family, elegant, ruthless, drop-dead gorgeous, and holding half the city’s underground operations in the palm of his hand. I arrived at the Elysium Hotel right on the dot. Just as I was about to take a seat, a hand shoved me hard. A woman's shrill voice pierced my ear. "Livia, what's a Sicilian peasant like you doing here? This is the Imperial Suite. Do you think you even deserve to breathe the air in a place like this?" I recognized the woman. It was Bella, a bitch who had always had it out for me back in college. She was clearly trying to humiliate me. Instead of getting mad, I smirked. "Whether I deserve to be here or not—is that for you to decide?" Bella sneered, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm Mr. Santino's personal assistant. Today, Mr. Santino is hosting the eldest daughter of the Falcone family here. This isn't an occasion for bottom-feeding trash like you." "Be smart and crawl back to your slum." I pulled out my phone and dialed my so-called fiancé. I wanted to ask him if it was a tradition in the Moretti family to let their dogs bark at the front door.

Sandra thought that she had the perfect life; she was inarguably one of the most sought-after models in the country and married to the nation's heartthrob, Lucas Hudson, CEO of Hudson's enterprises. Then a string of events led her to an exclusive hotel room where her husband, whom she had loved without restraint for the past 3 years, was in bed with another woman. He claims to be innocent, and he is unaware that Sandra had been drugged and assaulted, but the stage had already been set by someone who had desired her for years and now finally had a chance to penetrate her life. But when she thinks that all is over with Lucas and that chapter of her life, she finds out that she's pregnant with triplets, 5 years go by and fate brings him to her city entangling their paths once again, Will they be able to find each other once more, or is their love doomed to fail?

Maddox Ventura fell in love with her sister's best friend. The first moment he saw Sariel Dixon, he told himself that she’d be the woman he would tie the knot with and cherish with all of his heart.   They became in close proximity since his sister dragged him along on every bit of their adventures of all kinds, and he’s even more attached to her, despite the fact that she tends to be stubborn all the time.   However, Maddox was very delusional in that moment, considering that he believed Sariel was the one he had been looking for, but it turns out she is the one who would destroy and betray him. Maddox Ventura is a seductive but merciless. He’s both deadly and lovely to look at, he poured out his revenge on Sariel Dixon. He tormented her, he blamed her for killing his parents deaths for the betrayal that she used him for, and for playing his love for her.    Sariel Dixon, on the other hand, was taken up in the retribution that was never intended for her. But then she accepted Maddox Ventura’s rage toward her, since she’s in love with him. The big day comes. There was an event where they were completely wasted on alcohol consumption because of her best friend. They were unable to resist the temptation, and something happened between the two of them one night. Author’s Note: This is the official English version of my novel, Billionaire’s Tale of Retaliation, now titled Game of Betrayal. (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

My husband, Damien, loved me deeply—so deeply it felt like I was his whole world. Everyone said he was the perfect husband. Yet, he betrayed me. Not once, not twice, but three times. The first time was three years ago. His closest friend, Aaron, died saving him. Damien kept it from me and secretly married Aaron’s girlfriend, Vivian—on paper. I was heartbroken and ready to leave him. That night, he sent her abroad and fell to his knees, begging me. “Estelle, Aaron gave his life for me. I must take care of his widow. That marriage certificate is just a promise of security for Vivian. Once I’ve avenged Aaron, I’ll divorce her. The only woman I love is you.” I forgave him. The second time came the following year. At a press conference, Damien publicly introduced Vivian as the Mafia leader’s wife. He pulled me aside to explain. “Vivian is the only daughter of the Young family—the Mafia. Our two families joined forces for one reason only: to get revenge for Aaron. I’ve already made arrangements with her. Once we’ve dealt with our enemies, I’ll divorce her and marry you right away.” Once again, I believed him. Then came the third time. Someone drugged Damien at a banquet, and he spent the night with Vivian. He hid it from me until just two weeks ago, when I caught him at the hospital, sitting beside her during a prenatal checkup. That was when I finally learned the truth. He lowered his head, unable to meet my eyes, and spoke in a low voice. “Estelle, it was an accident. Once she gives birth, I’ll send her away. My parents will raise the child, and I swear—neither of them will ever appear in your life again.” In the name of love, Damien pushed me to compromise again and again. Yet now I know. There’s no future left for us. It’s time for me to walk away.

While her sister was celebrating her marriage with her mate, she was left there on her birthday with a heartbreak as a gift. That was also the day she was taken hostage, an event that rendered her life in the hands of her second mate. How does she handle the change of life and the new identity she was given? Does her freedom come with acceptance and love? The moon goddess could be cruel and fate was just at the tip of her fingers.

“If someone ever told me that having a crush on someone could bring unbearable pain in the end, I would believe them because I have gone through that”. Since college, I have always had a crush on Nathan, one of the most popular and handsome guys in school. But, of course, he never for once noticed me. Even after we graduated from college. He became a hotshot CEO while I was a jeweler who worked in his company. They say an opportunity comes but once, and that was the truth. Nathan's father seemed to notice me, and because of him, I was able to get married to Nathan. But little did I know that that was the beginning of my nightmare. I am Adira, and welcome to my story…