Jason Blossom Riverdale

Even after five years of marriage, Benjamin Lane continues to maintain his image as a devoted husband. He's the scion of the Lane family, yet he strictly adheres to curfews and comes home on time. He drives me to work every day and goes all out to prepare gifts for me on various anniversaries and holidays. His social media is also all about his doting love for me. The online community calls him a hopeless romantic; countless people ship us together. However, he's logged in to his WhatsApp account on his tablet. I see a video another woman has sent to him.

“Ms. Arnold, you really should sign this divorce agreement. Otherwise, I won’t be able to answer to Mr. Fisher.” Jeremy Fisher’s personal lawyer, Cole Stewart, stood in front of Hailey Arnold with an anxious expression. In his hands were a freshly printed divorce agreement, the pages still crisp. This was the thirty-third time Jeremy had asked to divorce her. The first time, Hailey climbed onto the rooftop and jumped. She survived but broke one of her legs. The second time, she slashed her wrist with a small knife, and blood flooded half the bathroom. The third time, she swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills and spent three days in the hospital having her stomach pumped. … Every single time, she had used death to force Jeremy to compromise, but this time, she was tired of it.

The rules of the Lawson family prevented their heir from marrying women who were from an ordinary background. But the eldest son of the Lawson family, James Lawson, just had to fall in love with a woman named Laura Jackson, who was a fish seller. He gave up his right of inheritance just to be with her. He was punished by his family by being whipped 99 times. He was also forced to kneel for three whole days. His shirt was covered in blood, but he still said to Laura with a smile, "It's alright, Laura. I just want to be with you." In the end, the Lawson family finally allowed James and Laura to be together, but on one condition: James had to leave the Lawson family an heir. After that, what James said to Laura the most was, "Just give me a little more time." The first time he said that was when he wanted Laura to wait for him to get another woman pregnant.

"I’ve thought it through. I'll marry the Ashford family’s comatose heir." Rhea Vaughn leaned against the doorway of the Vaughn family’s old residence, her red lips curving into a sharp, mocking smile. The cigar in Victor Vaughn’s hand nearly slipped and fell onto the priceless Persian carpet. He jerked upright from his leather chair, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretching open as his face lit up. "Rhea, you’ve come around? That’s wonderful! The Ashfords have been pressing hard. You’ll need to marry into Harborwyn within two weeks. What style of wedding dress do you like? I will have someone order it for you—" "That’s it?" Rhea let out a cold laugh. "I’m taking your beloved illegitimate daughter’s place and marrying into that family for you, and you’re not going to show anything in return?"

In the chaos and quiet of her 30s, a woman reflects on the loves that shaped her, the heartbreaks that undid her, and the tender spaces in between. Through fleeting romances, almost-loves, and the weight of expectations—family’s, society’s, and her own—she navigates a world where connection is currency, vulnerability is rebellion, and self-discovery never comes easy. Told with wit, warmth, and raw honesty, this novel is a journey through modern love: messy, magical, and sometimes maddening. It's about the people who entered her life, the ones who left, and the version of herself she’s still becoming.

“I-I ran away,” hagulgol ko na tuluyan na ngang bumigay nang makalayo na sa Twin Towers ng Atkinson. “You what?!” gulat akong tinignan ni Franz mula sa salamin sa harap. Hindi ko na nga lang siya nakausap ng maayos dahil tanging luha ko na lamang ang naghahari sa akin ngayon. Parang pinipiga ang puso ko. Gustong-gusto ko pang ipaglaban si Alaric at maikasal sa kanya pero ayaw kong madamay siya sa gulo ng buhay ko. Kung ikapapahamak niya lang din, ay huwag na lang. Yes, I am the billionaire’s runaway bride... --•❦•-- Si Myrthala Zachra Armani Laurenco ay namulat sa isang marangyang pamilya. Puno ng pagmamahal ng mga tao sa kanyang paligid kaya gano'n na lamang siya nalugmok nang sa isang iglap ay natuon ang atensyon ng lahat sa kanyang bruhang pinsan. Nawala ang lahat sa kanya: pagiging heiress, atensiyon ng ama at ang mismong fiance. She became a murder suspect and she's been hated by everyone around her. Pakiramdam niya ay pinaglalaruan at inabandona na siya ng mundo. Not until she met Alaric Atkinson. Ang tusong bilyonaryo at tagapagmana ng mga Atkinsons. Kaya ng malamang half-brother siya ng dating fiance, kinuha niya ang oportunidad na ito upang alukin siya ng kasal. 'Yon nga lang, ang kasal para kay Alaric ay sakal. Ngunit paano kung sa gitna ng kanilang laro ay may mabuo? Malilinis pa kaya ni Thala ang kanyang pangalan o mauuwi lamang siya sa kapahamakan? Where will Thala be taken by her impulsiveness and her blossoming seduction towards her brother-in-law? Is Alaric Atkinson a predator or a prey? An ally or an enemy?

"After hiding from me for three years, I've finally found you," I say to her, my eyes scanning her from head to toe. "I wasn't hiding. I was simply living my life without you," she scoffs at me, crossing her arms. "It doesn't matter anyway, because here you are now. You look beautiful." "Mr Partridge, I'd appreciate it if we kept things between us strictly professional." There she goes again, calling me by my last name, which was once her own. "We're not working right now. Let's just talk." "Mr Partridge, have a good evening." As she walks away, I'm so captivated by her confidence that I only stand in place and watch her the entire time. I see no trace of the vulnerable woman who was once my wife. Not only is she bold and beautiful, but she hates me. ~~~ Three months after her miscarriage, Layla is served divorce papers by her billionaire husband, Nathan. He wants her to leave because he's reconnected with the girl of his dreams. This leaves Layla shattered and no amount of begging can make him change his mind. Though she starts from scratch in a new town, they meet again three years later. He's now her new boss and this time, he's desperate to win her back With only a thirst for revenge in her heart and a new man in her life who's also a billionaire, is there even the slightest possibility of Nathan getting a second chance to make things right with her? Or is he too late and will live the rest of his life wishing he should've cherished her?

In the third year of her marriage, Natalie Spencer uncovers a devastating truth. Her blindness wasn't caused by a car accident. No, it was because her beloved husband, Jason Pereira, plotted to have her corneas removed and transplanted them into his first love. The only reason he married her in the first place was to save that other woman. The marriage Natalie once took pride in turns out to be nothing but a calculated lie. Crushed, she quietly begins planning her escape. Half a month later, she vanishes without warning. She leaves behind nothing but a signed divorce agreement and a jar of formaldehyde containing an undeveloped embryo. Those are her final gifts to Jason. He loses his mind searching for her, scouring the world in desperation. But when he finally finds her, she's no longer alone. There's another man by her side. Jason stands in front of her, eyes red with guilt and regret. "Natalie, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. Not like this." But the Natalie standing before him now is radiant and powerful—she's an internationally acclaimed artist and a woman reborn. She looks at the man she once loved and feels nothing. "Jason, I'm not that blind bat who used to live and breathe for you anymore." She turns and wraps her arms around the regal man beside her with a smile. "Someone's bothering your wife. Aren't you going to deal with him?" The man smiles back, leans in, and kisses her in front of everyone. "Of course. Whatever my wife says, goes."

Ryanna Snow, the weakest omega of the Moonskin Pack, faces intimidation and abuse all her life from the pack and gets abandoned by those who should have protected her. Turning eighteen, she was rejected in front of the entire pack by her fated mate, Alpha Aurelius Marx - the ruthless, and selfish leader who despises weakness. Ryanna fled to the wilderness where she almost lost her life but an exiled elder wolf, Tyrion came to her rescue. He reveals a shocking truth: she is the last descendant of a lost royal bloodline - one that holds the key to overthrowing the corrupted alpha rule. But there’s one more secret - she carries Aurelius’s heir. A stronger, and courageous Ryanna returns to the Moonskin pack as a leader of her rogue faction. She has a single goal: reclaim her rightful place and protect her child from the pack that once abandoned her. As a war brews between packs, Ryanna must choose to embrace the power she was born for or risk losing everything to the mate who once destroyed her.

Aria Vale never demanded to be wolfless. She just wanted to belong somewhere. Her father disowned her. Her boyfriend, the powerful Alpha Lucian Crowe, kept her hidden for years, promising one day he'd bring her into the light. Her best friend Mara was the only one she trusted. Then, on the night Lucian wins everything, he drags her into the spotlight... only to humiliate her in front of the world. Leaked videos. Public rejection. And a proposal ring slipped onto another's finger instead. Aria runs away from everything, but she doesn't get far and is sold into the underground boxing world as sex slave. She wakes up owned by Ares and Kael Blackthorn, ruthless brothers who despise her for reasons she doesn't understand. They plan to break her. And she plans to survive, until the mate bond hits. Now the men who hate her are tied to her soul, and she's tied to theirs. Revenge against the people who destroyed her life is close. But so is the pull she can't ignore. In a world that eats the weak, sometimes the only way to win is to claim the monsters who thought they'd claim you first.