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"I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while... thinking that I was being loved by him... I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life...Ever."★One summer.So much drama.Will Ella learn to love again?

“Marry me.” Ashleigh Hartman froze. The CEO of Tixton Industries, Adrian Cagliari, had just offered her a deal that made no sense. “I’m sorry...what?” “It’s simple. A six-month marriage contract. You’ll get everything you need. I’ll get what I want.” **************** Ashleigh thought her life was predictable; she cleaned offices by day to save every penny for college, and stayed far away from public scrutiny. But one unsettling incident thrusts her into the attention of the powerful and mysterious man like Adrian Cagliari. Suddenly, she’s no longer invisible. Adrian’s proposal seems outrageous, but Ashleigh is cornered. With no real choice, she signs the contract... and steps into a world of ruthless business deals, hidden agendas, and secrets that could burn everything down and leave her more hurt than she started. How will the next six months go?

How can I be mated to two most feared and revered individuals on campus? I am Viora, the girl nobody wants. He is the cold hockey star indecisive and He is The dean with so many secrets tied to his cold looks. When I was heartbroken, I didn’t expect my second chance to come in the form of a cold dorm room, a scholarship, and a new last name. A crazy one night affair and now a family tie – He’s my stepbrother. Liam Thornwell: Cold, handsome and commanding. He isn't just attracted to me, we have a chemistry that can't easily be broken. But this isn't just all, professor Wolfe isn't going to let go of me. He claims I am his mate and he will do everything within his power to claim me.

When Lana’s fated mate rejects her, she’s left with nothing but a burning desire for revenge. Her only option? Strike a dangerous pact with her mate’s fiercest rival, the cold and powerful Alpha Warren. His price? She must become his mate and Luna of Red Moon. As she’s pulled into Warren’s world, hatred and attraction blur, and Lana finds herself questioning her heart and her alliances. But when long-buried secrets and old flames ignite a deadly conflict, Lana must decide if she’s ready to fight for love or risk losing everything forever. POV: First person POV alternating between Lana, Warren and Callen

It was all supposed to be a revenge, but she came into the picture and the plan changed. Declan Voss. A man who never forgives a wrong...you wrong him once. You pay back in folds. One of those who wronged him eight years ago is going bankrupt. A rival. A man who took what's his. Declan Voss had waited so long to carry out his revenge until the perfect opportunity came. His Rival's daughter came applying to his company. Zara Langford. Making his whole plan more interesting. Everything was going as planned until a mistake. A mistake that made his bait walk away. Now the hunter becomes the hunted. Revenge was supposed to feel good. It feels like nothing without her. Obsessive. Impossible to stop reading.

The third year after I got diagnosed with intermittent amnesia, I happened to overhear my husband, Lucien Rook, chatting with his friends. “Lucien, Anneliese loses her memories every couple of months, and you keep making us impersonate you to live with her. Aren’t you afraid that one of us might take it all the way one day?” “What’s there to be afraid of?” Lucien laughed uninhibitedly, swishing the alcohol in his glass. “Annie is cold and distant. As long as you guys don’t tempt her, she won’t have any such desires. “But I’m warning you now. You can act all you want, but you can’t ever sleep with her. Once I’ve had my fun, I will be going home to her.” For three years, every time I lost my memories, Lucien was not the one who would hold my hand and embrace me, or even sleep with me in the same bed. In three years, I had lost my memories nine times, and nine men had pretended to be my husband. What they did not know was that my amnesia had been cured two years ago.

Everyone loved my older sister. When the novel I wrote shot to popularity, she got jealous and suddenly proclaimed that she wanted to be a popular author too. My older brother, who was the editor-in-chief, immediately announced that I plagiarized my sister's story at my book signing and she ended up becoming the genius author while I got cyberbullied so much that I was too scared to leave the house. After I got married to a young heir from high society and lived a happy life, my sister told me that she had a crush on him for years and wanted to be his bride at least once in her lifetime. He did not even think twice about divorcing me and holding the wedding of the century with my sister. My family was afraid that I would sabotage their relationship, so they made me leave the country. However, my sister did not think that I was miserable enough. She came for me outside the country and pushed me down the stairs. I was lying in a pool of blood when my mother rebuked me, "Did you say something that made your sister unhappy again?" That was how I died in despair. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my brother accused me of plagiarism.

On the third year of our anniversary, the cruise ship Louise York—my fiancee—and I were on sank. I gave her the only life jacket we had before getting dragged under the currents and losing contact with the world. Three years later, after I healed from my injuries, I rushed back just in time to see her getting married to my adopted brother. Since she owed me her life, she was forced to marry me instead. That caused her to start hating me, because I had separated her from the man she loved. Even my parents accused me of being immature. They said that I was ruining my brother’s happiness. Their coldness and rejection caused me to become obsessive, and I fell into despair. Then, my family’s enemy came looking for revenge. To save my life, Louise ended up being stabbed right into her heart. Blood gushed out of her as she tried her best to drag me to a safe place. “Nathan, I’m returning the life I owe you. I just hope that you won’t bother me again. I just want… to be with Stanley…” I felt my chest twist in pain as I died full of hatred. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the day I crashed their wedding.

He chose his mistress on our anniversary. He didn't know I was already planning my funeral. For three years, I was the perfect wife. I swallowed the insults from his family. I bore the guilt of our daughter’s death. Everyone blamed me. Yet, I loved Mateo Santiago with everything I had. Until the day I found out the truth. On the same day I discovered I was pregnant again, I learned my husband was expecting a child with another woman: my own step-aunt, Valentina. And worse? I finally discovered that he was the one responsible for our first daughter's death, not me. I didn't scream. I didn't fight. I simply texted him: "Your birthday is in a month. I’ll prepare a gift you’ll never forget." Thirty days later, Mateo Santiago watched my car burn at the bottom of a cliff. He buried an empty casket and cried for a wife he thought he loved. But Isabella Romano didn't die that day. She just disappeared. I was not alone anymore. I had another life growing inside me but then I stumbled upon a stranger. A stranger shadows feared. Dante Galante.

Marissa Dela Cruz had only one family – her grandmother. Her father abandoned her when she was still inside her mother’s womb, while her mother died due to childbirth. Due to her parents’ absence and the old age of her grandmother, she has grown independent and learned to be strong. Her bold characteristics, especially her work excellence and professional composure, made her qualified to become the secretary of the well-known and reputable Chief Executive Director, Diego Montero. Her work with the CEO was a lot challenging in the first three years, but she cope as time passes. But one day, her stern and distant boss approached her, not because of clerical tasks or conference meetings. His words made her almost faint. “Can you make me a child?”