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Liora is a mute Omega, a defective mate who spent years enduring the coldness of her husband, Alpha Damien. She thought her pregnancy would finally bring hope to their hollow marriage—instead, it became her nightmare. Claiming her "inferior genes" would taint the Alpha bloodline, Damien’s mother forces Liora to undergo an abortion. While Liora is collapsing in a pool of blood and grief, Damien is busy celebrating her stepsister's birthday, dismissing his wife’s silent agony as a mere "attention-seeking scene." Damien has no idea his heir was murdered. He thinks Liora’s sudden demand for divorce is just a tantrum, unaware what he lost, the only woman who ever truly loved him.

Vera Crane has one day left. Find a mate, or lose everything. As an omega who has never shifted, no one wants her. Desperate, she drags a bleeding stranger from her backyard and saves his life. He wakes up and offers to be her mate. Three months. No strings. She says yes. What she doesn't know — the man bleeding on her couch is no ordinary wolf. He is the Lycan Prince. She saved a prince without knowing it. He chose her for reasons he can't yet admit.

No tribute ever returned from the Dragon Court. Lyra Walker knew that when her name appeared on the selection list. She ran to the man who had promised to marry her, only to discover he had betrayed her with her stepsister. With no one left to save her, Lyra was sent to the Dragon King. But the moment his black dragon saw her, everything changed. She was supposed to be a sacrifice. Instead, she became the one girl the Dragon King’s beast refused to let go.

“Can—Can you say that again?” I plead, assuming that I misheard his original verdict. “Six months, if you’re lucky,” he says, flipping through his clipboard of papers. “This pregnancy has accelerated your hepatocirrhosis, which will likely only leave you with less than half a year of life expectancy.” Bad mate could destroy you and tear your soul apart. 5 years ago, Harold was a new alpha with his manipulative soon-to-be luna girlfriend Alicia. Harold was wounded fighting in the war. His mate Olivia followed the scent, then appeared and saved him. She gave him blood transfusion when he was in extreme need of blood, which almost killed her. But Harold was too unconscious to know who had s

Mike asked again curiously. "That was the other guy we met at that party last night." I said to him, "I didn't exactly find him, let us just say he found me , he came back knocking as soon as you left ." Jane said We were in no mood for her storytelling, but at the same time it was impossible to resist the impulse to hear her pour it to us about the vitality she put into her sexual performance than she usually did. It was really silly as she went on and on about how she fucked the not absolutely stranger .When she finally stopped we both had our mouth in an awe at how slutty she was and then I was forced to ask if he mentioned anything about Nathan.

This man called Kane, close to her, in the end want to do what? Can not see, but ...... she swept the check again, there are really two little people in her head are tug of war. One said, don't see him again, don't take this money. One said, take it, you are so short of money, don't you still have to go to redeem your freedom? "Miss Jane? Ms. Jane?" Kane looked at the woman in front of him froze and dazed, out of the blue shouted twice. Jane Tong abruptly came back to her senses from her dazed state. She lowered her eyes, her gaze was falling on that check for a long time, and tremblingly stretched out her hand, reaching towards that check.

she chuckled "oh okay, thank you so much miss, I appreciate" "It's okay, you can go back now" Jane nodded and left the room, she couldn't believe what she had just heard, he must have loved that lady for him to want to kill himself, who would cheat on a man like him, she would give anything to be his partner ' where did that come from ' she scolded herself "since when did I start thinking about men" she muttered to herself, she quickly waved the thought away

The Invitation Jane’s POV Fate has a peculiar way of surprising us when we least expect it. It can bring forth either joy or hardship, leaving us uncertain of its intentions. As Jane Collins, a struggling twenty-five-year-old artist, I faced my fair share of challenges in my career. However, I remained determined not to surrender to discouragement. To make ends meet, I took on a job as a waitress at a fancy restaurant. One day, during my break time at my job, I found myself engrossed in a conversation with my best friend, Sarah Anderson. Unexpectedly, she interrupted with a question.

Jane said, opening a cabinet to reveal a small fridge containing some champagne, sparkling juice, and wines. “Champagne?” Jane offered and Antheia just nodded. She poured on their glasses and handed one to Antheia which she took a sip from. Jane emptied her glass in one shot, and then walked to the landline telephone, ringing the maid’s room. “Hello, please send the chief maid Tessa to the ladies’ chamber. Tell her to bring a robe for our guest.” Jane ordered and the other person on the line immediately complied. They sat on the couch, facing each other, a table in between them, and Jane sighed as she reminisced her sister’s suffering when her mate died and she was arranged to a man she did