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In my past life, my husband brought our daughter, who was down with a cold, to his father's hospital so she could see a doctor. Later, she was pronounced dead. When I hurried to the hospital after hearing the news, he'd already transferred her organs to his true love's son's body. It was later that I learned my father-in-law was the one who extracted my daughter's organs when her vitals were perfectly fine. I was heartbroken and devastated. I wanted my husband and his family to give me an explanation for this, but he and his parents killed me by poisoning. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the moment my husband has just taken my daughter away.

I suspected my husband's young assistant had signed up for some kind of socialite training program, all so she could try to become his mistress. She didn't call him "Mr. Anderson." She called him "Cocoa" because he loved drinking mocha lattes. It was her way of making herself seem special. Whenever he assigned her work, she didn't even move. She would just throw him a flirtatious look, twist her body into some exaggerated pose, and say, "What, you need me?" with a pout. In the end, I couldn't take it anymore. I told Perry Anderson to fire her. The second I said it, Faye Dawson leaned right into his ear and whined, "I know, I messed up. Don't be mad. I'll give you a kiss and make it better, okay?" And somehow, Perry actually fell for it. He smoothed things over like it was nothing. "Honey, Faye's a socialite. That's just how she is. Try to be a little more understanding." Fine. If he wanted to protect that fake socialite and throw away the real one, then he could forget about the billion-dollar contract from my father.

My best friend and I had been abducted by the Pendragon brothers—a duo consisting of a religious CEO and a top-billed movie star. We became their secret lovers against our will. "I'm pregnant, Lilith," my best friend said, tears glistening in her eyes. "Me too, Lindsay," I replied softly, caressing my belly. "But I won't go through with it." The brothers heard us. Their control tightened. They watched us during mealtimes, while we slept, and even during our bathroom breaks. We could not endure it any longer, so we fought back. In their anger, the brothers kept mistresses who resembled us. We thought we were free until one day, they found us. They called us homewreckers and hurled insults at us. They broke into our house, scarred our faces, broke our legs, and kicked us until we miscarried. It did not matter how much we tried to explain ourselves. They removed our clothes and paraded us in the street. Finally, the Pendragons arrived. They raised their marriage certificates and declared, "Lilith and Lindsay are our wives!"

In order to take care of my wife, Mildred Dale, who kept going into lunatic episodes thanks to the side effects of a car crash, I spent all of my assets and ten years of my life taking care of her. Whenever Mildred went into an episode, she'd hurl everything she could get her hands on at me. At the same time, she'd scratch every inch of my body with her nails. But when she sobered up, she'd hug me while wailing at the top of her lungs. All of my friends advised me to file for a divorce, yet I'd always remember the fact that Mildred had pushed me from the incoming car and hit her head, resulting in her current condition. But everything changed when Mildred beat me up to the point that I sustained grievous injuries. Heck, my soul was already floating near the ceiling at that time. That was when I saw Mildred arranging her childhood friend Hank Weaver's collar carefully. "Why are you crying? He's already dead. Shouldn't we celebrate this occasion instead? "But my heart breaks for you, Mildred. You've pretended to be a lunatic for ten whole years just to swindle every cent out of his account!" Mildred kissed Hank on the lips. Then, she uttered icily, "I've been enduring that cowardly fool for ten long years. Now, I no longer have to be with him." It turns out that Mildred and Hank had painstakingly staged the car accident just so they could put on such a perfect act. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Mildred is diagnosed with mental health issues.

On the eve of her wedding, her fiancé told her the truth: “I don’t love you.” • • • • • Amara Elise Hale always dreamed of a fairytale love and she believed she had found it in Alexander Sterling—the magnetic billionaire heir who swept her off her feet in a whirlwind romance. Alexander never married Amara for love, behind his charm and lavish gestures was a man who only cared for his grandfather’s inheritance. To him, Amara wasn’t a wife, she was a trophy, a flawless ornament meant to stand elegantly at his side, stripping away her ambitions and freedom. When her heart begins to shatter, Amara finds solace in one man who truly sees and hears her—Julien Raines, Alexander’s half-brother but their secret affair comes at a dangerous price Amara can’t afford to risk. Unable to divorce Alexander and unwilling to endure his torment any longer, Amara makes a desperate choice: to fake her own death and vanish. Six years later, Amara returns stronger and fiercer with one goal— to burn the Sterling empire to ashes. He made her a trophy and now she’s back to become his ruin.

Nevaeh, the daughter of a great Mafia Lord has everything she could ever wish for. Money, fame, the boys chasing her, the girls envying her, her father gave her everything and she always did the job well when it was given to her. But her reality is thrown off when her father announces her sudden marriage to Zane, another very powerful mafia Lord who builds his empire from scratch. It's pure business but she rebels, ending up as his wife. She feels like her father gave her out like a toy and she turns to herself, shutting everyone out, including Zane. But his attention and affection were melting her, what did this mafia Lord want from her that he would decide to marry her? She was determined to find out the reason for the marriage and what her father was hiding, which turns out to be a gift from her late mother. Would she fall in love with Zane? Or would she use him to achieve her mission?

Rosaline died, and Sean personally put Jane into the women's prison for it. "Take good care of her"— his words made her three years in prison a living hell and even cost her a kidney. Before she went to prison, Jane said, "I didn't kill her," but Sean was unmoved. After her release from prison, she said, "I killed Rosaline, I'm guilty as sin!" Sean was livid as he said, "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say that!" Jane laughed. "Yes, I killed Rosaline Summers, and I did three years in prison for it." She escaped, and Sean scoured the whole world for her. Sean said, "I'll give you my kidney, Jane, if you'll give me your heart." But Jane looked up at Sean and said, "I don't love you anymore, Sean…"

Nikki Crowman enters a world of mystery and passion at Moonward University, where ambition and intellect collide. Surrounded by the brilliance of her peers, she finds herself drawn to the enigmatic Tom Thorn, the formidable Astrophysics Professor whose icy facade conceals a warmth hidden underneath. As their unconventional romance blossoms, Nikki must confront her past demons to embrace a love she never thought possible. Explore the complexities of love and overcoming trauma in this captivating tale of letting go for the sake of love.

All my life, I've only wanted one thing. LOVE. Why, you might ask? It is because love is like honey and poison stirred together, love is like heaven and hell all rolled into one. LOVE. It is also the one thing that killed my father, drove my sister to insanity and lead me into the arms of the Mafia King. My name is Lily, and this is my story.

"I may have been a trophy wife, but now I'm the one holding the trophy" Agatha De Rossi, fresh out of a brutal marriage with business tycoon Nathan Richards, is ready to trade her diamonds for dynamite. With the help of her father, Aldo, the elusive CEO of NexGen, Agatha transforms from trophy wife to tech heiress with a vengeance. Manhattan's elite becomes her hunting ground as she infiltrates Nathan's world to dismantle his empire piece by piece. But a wrench gets thrown into her perfectly laid plans: Charles Campbell. Nathan's rival, a billionaire with charm to spare and eyes that see right through Agatha's disguise. Will Agatha resist Charles' allure and stay focused on revenge? Or will their undeniable chemistry ignite a passion hotter than any boardroom battle? Click now and find out if Agatha gets her revenge, her man, or maybe both.