I Didn't Mean To

It's been five years since I started trying to win over Zachary Pierce. I even went so far as to have a child through IVF, hoping it would finally make him care. But no matter what I do, I can never reach 100 percent affection from him. It always stays at 99 percent. Sometimes it even drops lower. One day, exhausted and aching, I go looking for him. As I reach his room, I hear laughter coming from inside. "She still hasn't figured out the egg wasn't even hers. The moment the baby was born, Zach's affection score for her dropped to zero." "So what if she finds out? She should be grateful that her face looks so much like Yvonne's. Honestly, I'm done entertaining her. It's exhausting." At that moment, everything clicks. All the hope I've held onto, every sacrifice I've made, they were all just a joke. I turn away and say to the system, "End this for me. Send me to another world."

“Eden…” Her name was a curse and a prayer. “I can’t—God, I can’t think when you’re like this.” --- Professor Adrian Hale begins the semester expecting order—sleepy students, predictable discussions, and the safe distance he’s mastered for years. He does not expect Eden Marlowe. Twenty-two, brilliant, quietly bold, and unafraid to meet his gaze like she sees straight through him. Her questions cut too close, her attention lingers too long, and every glance shakes the discipline he’s built his life on. He knows the rules. He teaches them. And Eden is the one woman he has no business wanting. Yet the pull between them is immediate—magnetic, wrong, irresistible. What starts as lingering looks spirals quickly into charged silences, taut boundaries, and moments that feel anything but innocent. The more he tries to distance himself, the deeper she draws him in. The more she pushes, the faster his restraint frays. Desire becomes risk. Obsession becomes choice. And crossing the line might cost them everything.

The day he first saw her, one thought consumed him, "I want to fuck her." Their first meeting, which seemed like an unexpected encounter, turned her life upside down. Rainee humiliated him in front of everyone just because Alex bullied her beloved brother. Alex Fraser swore to own her all for himself, to make her beg on her knees until he was satisfied. But their obsession led them to get deceived by their own desire.

On our sixth wedding anniversary, my cheeks burn as I dodge my husband, Ethan Grant, leaning in for a hungry kiss. I push him toward the nightstand for a rubber. What he doesn't know is that I've tucked a surprise in there, a positive pregnancy test. I can already see it, the way his whole face will light up the second he finds it. But the moment his hand goes for the drawer, his phone goes off. His best friend, Henry Miller, comes on the line in Danish. "Mr. Grant, how was last night? That new love couch our company rolled out is treating you okay?" Ethan lets out a low laugh and answers in Danish, "The massage feature's great. Saves me from having to rub Sandy's back myself." He still has me pulled tight against him, but his eyes look straight through me, like he's seeing someone else. "This stays between us. If my wife ever finds out I slept with her sister, I'm done." It feels like someone just put a knife through my chest. What they don't know is that I minored in Danish in college, so I catch every single word. I force myself to stay calm, but the arms I have looped around Ethan's neck won't stop shaking. At that moment, I stop hesitating and decide I'll take the offer from that international research project. Three days from now, I'll be gone from Ethan's world for good.

In a world where wolf hierarchy ruled, power could either be given to you by birth or you take it with rough, unyielding fists. Jax was an Omega by birth. Of course no one knew. He hid the documents. Got totally rid of them and thought no one would ever find out. Not until he came. Cipher Hart. His biggest rival. With a cocky attitude and a perfect way of getting under anyone's flesh, it didn't take him long to realize the highly revered hockey god, Jax, had a secret beneath his golden boy facade. To everyone, he had a perfect life with an alpha status, great grades, a great hockey future. When Cipher placed his hands of his bottle of suppressants, they stumbled on an even bigger realization. They were mates. Now with a reality-shattering bond they must hide, and a league watching their every move, Jax and Cipher are trapped in a game no one prepared them for. A game where the only rule left is: Don’t fall for your enemy.

At the yacht party, everyone watches as Sophia Montgomery falls overboard by accident, whereas I dive in after her to save her. When I reach her, she clings to me, dragging us both under. Jack Harrison doesn't hesitate to jump in. He pushes me away before pulling her into his arms. Up on deck, the crowd erupts in cheers, applauding the hero for saving the damsel in distress. Camera flashes go off endlessly. Meanwhile, I struggle alone in the freezing ocean to reach the ladder. No one notices me. The next morning, still burning with fever, I place a document in front of him. "I want a divorce," I demand, my voice hoarse from swallowing seawater. Jack frowns. "Just because of last night? Sophia can't swim, and it was an emergency. Since you can, you could make it back yourself." A laugh escapes my lips. Of course. I can only rely on myself. I've been doing it for the past five years. He only has eyes for Sophia, so, of course, he doesn't care whether I live or die.

Letta Letishia finally found herself living in luxury and wealth. However, it wasn't all she had hoped for. She obtained it all at the cost of marrying a man who would become the father of the child conceived from their one-night stand. This relationship completely changed Letta's life. The man was Marco Jovanka, a CEO of the airline company JV Airlines, where Letta worked as a flight attendant. The forced marriage transformed Letta's life 180 degrees, bringing the ups and downs of life and the story with Marco. Although everything initially seemed normal to Letta, everything changed when Letta had to lose the fetus she carried on her own wedding day with Marco. The heaviest loss and pain had to be borne by Letta alone as Marco blamed everything on her. Marco considered Letta the cause of the potential loss of the child he had been anticipating. Marco promised to punish Letta for her wrongdoing, making Letta feel like a prisoner in the large house that felt like a prison. There were no more smiles, friendly gestures, or attention from Marco, However, an incident made Marco realize his fear of losing Letta. His body trembled when he saw Letta covered in blood, especially when Letta fell into a coma with their second fetus. Marco was afraid that Letta would never wake up again, or even worse, hate him. This dilemma made Marco feel incapable of facing it. However, fate sided with Marco again when Letta regained consciousness from the coma but lost all her memories. This allowed Marco to plan a happy marriage for both of them. This is the second season of Marco and Letta's story, titled "Trapped: I Can't Escape from the Billionaire." The first season can be read under the title "Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire's Child."

Serena Jacobs and I have been entangled with each other for ten years. We thrive in humiliating each other. If she bids for the highlighted item in an auction for her male assistant, then I shall spam gifts for a female influencer on her livestream. If she thrashes my Maserati, I'll just throw away her Louis Vuitton bag. We've filed for a divorce multiple times. All of our friends keep telling us to just get a divorce, and yet we've never truly severed our ties in the end. But after Serena sings a happy birthday song for her assistant, I draft a divorce agreement right away. This leaves Serena feeling confused. "All this over a birthday song?" I nod calmly. "Yup. All this over a birthday song indeed."

Amaka Richard fell pregnant out of wedlock and was sent away from her parents' home. Five years later, she met her baby daddy, but he denied knowing her. "Joseph, my child is yours, the same face, nose, and mouth," she confronted him, but he refused to acknowledge her or his child. Amaka moved on, now, Joseph is back at her doorstep, begging for forgiveness. Should she forgive him and accept him back? Find out.

My billionaire dad chooses a husband for me. People claim that Sebastian Lambert is a fine gentleman who's absolutely in awe of me. He seems easy enough to deal with, so I agree to the marriage. The wedding is held at the biggest hotel my family owns. On the big day, as I push open the doors in my wedding dress, a bucket of foul-smelling blood comes crashing down on me. The scene inside is even more horrifying. What was supposed to be a pure and romantic ceremony is now decorated with giant spiders and cockroaches. Grotesque clown faces grin at me from the walls. At the altar, there's a black coffin. Sebastian's adoptive sister, Ruth Lambert, strolls over with a group of people. She covers her mouth in fake surprise as she remarks, "Oh my, Claudia, you look like a pathetic mutt right now!" Laughter erupts around me. Holding my anger back, I coldly reply, "All of you, get out." She crosses her arms, arrogantly looking down at me as if she's on some pedestal. "Come on, Claudia. Seb personally asked me to surprise you. I put in a lot of effort to decorate your little wedding. You're telling me to get out? I don't even get a 'thank you'? Do you need me to teach you some manners?" She signals to the people next to her, and two of them step forward, trying to force me to my knees. Stunned for a few seconds, I pull out my phone and call Sebastian. "Is this the so-called surprise you had your sister prepare for me? Forcing me to kneel before her?"