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[WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS!!!] “Princess, I love you. With all my heart. With all my life. More than life itself. I’m so glad that I found you. Remember princess, I love you.. till my last dying breath, till the day I die.” – Rai. “That’s right, baby girl. You. Are. Mine! Ever since the day you were born, you are mine! God created you for me and no one else! Remember that, baby girl.” – Damian. Meet Katarina, a cheerful, free-spirited woman with a dark past, whose fate brought her to two best friends - Damian, the charming, easy-going one, and Rai, the calm, gentle one. Her prince charming and her knight in shining armor, each with secrets of their own. Different yet similar in their own way, best friends nonetheless. Both loving her, both wanting her. Would she be able to choose between the two of them? Who would be her greatest love and who would be her worst heartbreak? Would any of them be her always? Her forever? What would happen when their demons started to haunt them again? Could she be the strength of someone else despite all her traumas? Could their love survive those many obstacles and tragedies? Could love really conquer all? Would they finally be able to have their ‘happily ever after’? Find it out in this love-triangle romance with dark twists. Cover by: @Rainygraphic

In the three years I spent unconscious in a hospital bed, Julius Carter took care of me day and night without complaint. The very first thing he did after I woke up was get down on one knee beside my hospital bed and propose. That night, while scrolling through social media, I came across a female influencer who looked strikingly similar to me. [Another date with my boyfriend today!] [He took me to an upscale restaurant for dinner and bought me the diamond ring I wanted. He's the sweetest!] The top comment read: [You're showing off so much. I bet you're just a sugar baby!] She fired back immediately with a reply. [Being a sugar baby takes skill, too. Looking like a pig won't get you that kind of treatment.] [My boyfriend is the heir to the Carter family. Another nonsense from you, and I'll have my lawyer sue you!] My breathing hitched. Since when did Julius Carter have a girlfriend? Rage overcame me, and I tapped on her profile, ready to send her a private message. That was when I noticed a post pinned to the top of her page. The photo showed a pair of long, elegant hands placing food onto someone's plate across the table, and on the back of that hand were two small moles. They were the exact same two moles Julius had.

Some wines take years to perfect. So does revenge. Imani Reginald is the secret behind a billion-dollar empire. Her name isn't on the label. Her face isn't in the press. But every award the Reginald Wine Company has ever won was because of her. Her husband calls her their competitive advantage. He calls her his greatest love and means it so convincingly that even Imani has never thought to look closer. He forgot one thing. Imani makes wine that billionaires beg for. And one of them was watching. He is Ruthless. Dangerous. A man carrying his own wounds and a revenge agenda that runs cold and deep — similar to hers in ways, neither of them planned. He doesn't offer her sympathy. He offers her something far more valuable. The resources. The ruthlessness. The permission to become the nemesis that her enemies deserve. What follows is a collision of secrets so layered and so long-buried that nothing and no one will emerge from them unchanged. A falsified investigation. An identity that isn't what it seems. Sisters who share a face and a history full of missing pieces. And a truth so devastating. The people who broke her will learn a hard truth — they shouldn't have touched her daughter or her sister. But there's one thing about being a man's nemesis. He never sees you coming.

warning ⚠️ mature content. only for 18+ "You can take my body by force, Aron Fringe, but you'll never be able to gain my soul." "I'm not interested in your soul. Miss Grace, please slake my lustful appetite." He tied a rope around my hands and feet and sealed my lips with his before I could attempt to stop him. Words like "love" and "emotions" don't make any sense to him, and he has only one strong feeling in his life: lust. This is the first thing that 28-year-old billionaire Aron Fringe thinks of whenever he lays eyes on a woman anywhere in the world. When he's not busy overseeing a multibillion-dollar company, he enjoys indulging his libidinal desires. After reading the articles in the 18+ magazine, he gets so enamored with the author that his world comes to a complete stop. As a result, he finds it difficult to quench his thirst for other women. He thinks his life will be perfect if he can just track down the magazine's mystery author and try out the fantastical experience he read about, but then he meets Sara Grace. How emotionally Sara and sex offender Aron Fring will interact? Will Aron and Sara fall in love, leading Aron to see that there are other emotions outside lust, or will Sara develop a sex addiction similar to Aron Fringe? Find out who will prevail in this conflict between love and lust by immersing yourself in the story.

On my wedding day, the groom, Robert Jensen, is nowhere to be seen. All that's left of him is a letter and a baby who's born with a heart disease. "I love you, Winona, but I've also fallen in love with Claire. Since I can't give her a proper title at all, I decided to go on a world trip with her in order to make it up to her. "I'll also give you a chance to raise my and Claire's baby. While we're enjoying our trip, you can spend some quality time with our baby." The thing is, I don't have any blood relations with this baby. Why the hell should I raise Robert and Claire's baby, to begin with? Six years later, I take my son, Anson Jensen, to the airport so that we can see my husband, Joshua Jensen, off to his business trip. When I turn around, I spot Robert, who's pushing his suitcase toward me. As he stares at Anson in my arms, he exclaims in surprise, "Winona, is this my and Claire's child? You raised him well! "Unfortunately, we're already married overseas, so I can no longer marry you. But don't worry, Winona. To me, you're already my wife." As I look at Robert's face, which is rather similar to Anson's features, I let out a soft chuckle. "Don't go around mistaking other people's children for your own, Robert. Anyway, this is your younger cousin."

The day we were meant to be mated, my Alpha, Ford, was ambushed. Silver bullets shredded his car, sending it plunging off a bridge and into the river below. He was pronounced dead. Drowned. I was left pregnant with his heir, shattered by the raw agony of our severed mate bond. Then Ford's twin, Aiden, returned from abroad with his mate, Kyra. His identical face and a scent so similar to my mate's nearly drove me mad. A desperate part of me swore Ford was still alive. I told myself it was just grief. A widow's delusion. Until I overheard a hushed conversation and the horrifying truth slammed into me: the man pretending to be Aiden was Ford. He had faked his death. He'd let his own brother die in his place, all for Kyra—the other woman carrying his child. The grief that had crippled me instantly morphed into a cold, sharp rage. Ford didn't just break our bond; he shattered it. And I would make him pay. I wiped my tears and sent a single message to my brother, Billy, the Alpha of the Winterstone Pack. "Brother, I need a plane crash. He loves faking his death? Fine. Let him feel what it's like to truly lose a mate." Only when the news of my "death" spread did Ford reclaim his name. He knelt for seven days and nights in the ashes of the home we once shared, consumed by a grief of his own making.

Fire suddenly breaks out at the hotel where we're hosting our wedding. My fiance, Alan Godwin, doesn't hesitate to pick up Brenda Larkin, my cousin who has already collapsed out of fright, and rush out to safety. Meanwhile, my parents and older brother hurriedly cart away the wedding gift Brenda has made. They don't want her to get sad if the gift is damaged in any way. As for me, I've twisted my ankle, making it inconvenient for me to escape from the hotel. Everyone has already forgotten all about me, so I end up getting severe burns all over my body. When they look at the bandages wrapped around my body, they shoot me disgusted looks. "Why are you such a jinx? How is it possible for a fire to break out at your own wedding? Thanks to you, Brenda has fainted out of shock!" "Well, it's not like you're suited for any public appearances when you look like this, anyway. Brenda's figure is similar to yours. Why don't you let her replace you in the wedding?" I just nod calmly and agree to the suggestion. After that, I sort out the details of getting dispatched overseas for my job with my boss. One month later, I board my flight on the day Brenda is set to wed Alan. I no longer want Alan, who's blind to the truth, and my family, who are nothing but biased toward Brenda. But why is it that they are filled with regret after I leave them?

The ambulance that's carting a pregnant woman is currently racing down the highway. The pregnant woman's water has already broken, which means she's in a dire situation right now. As I clutch the steering wheel tightly, I make sure to press the gas pedal all the way to the maximum. But the hospital director, Corey Johnston, who has tagged along for the ride, suddenly issues an order. "Pull up at the rest stop ahead." I'm momentarily stunned by the order. But I soon protest anxiously, "The patient can't afford to wait at all! She and her baby might die anytime soon!" Corey merely waves a hand impatiently. "Who's the one calling the shots here—me or you? I've been dabbling in the medical world for 30 years! As if a driver like you know better than me!" Thinking that Corey needs to go to the bathroom urgently, I soon park at the rest stop. But I witness him strolling into a supermarket leisurely, only to come out with two huge bags of snacks a long time later. "I bought my daughter the local specialities. She loves snacks like these the most." As Corey speaks, he tosses the snacks and his phone onto the front passenger seat. His phone screen flickers to life due to an accidental contact, which reveals the wallpaper of the lock screen. It's a photo of Corey and his daughter. I frown at the sight as my breath hitches in my throat. Why do I have a feeling that Corey's daughter looks quite similar to the pregnant woman in the ambulance right now?

Death was smiling in my face while I sank deeper into the darkness that surrounded me. The face that stared back at me was definitely not FAMILIAR. He had promised me heaven and earth with the promise of the position as his LUNA. I could almost feel my baby fighting for it's life too. I shut my eyes tightly with a heart full of regret and vengeance before uttering my last prayer to the moon goddess, "a chance to strike back". ******** Aria Jonas spends the best nights of her life, all full of pleasure and promises under the arms of the future Alpha of Blue Moon pack. He promises her the world as he claims her as his Luna in secret. Upon his inauguration as Alpha, Scott threw her away like trash as he picks his Luna. Pregnant and betrayed, she promises to reveal their affair only to pay the price with her life. Aria wakes up with a child in her arms ten years later and full of vengeance. She dicovers that she was saved by the Alpha of the most ruthless pack in the north, the Mysterious Alpha of Mystic Shadow pack. He trains and mold her into a perfect definition of herself and makes a comeback but in exchange for a contracted marriage and Scott's pack. Aria isn't the only one filled with hate for Blue moon pack as Alpha Tristan also shares a similar hatred. Aria gets locked in between her plan for vengeance and what her heart longed for. Would she continue in her quest for revenge or would she give love a chance again?

Accalia was no ordinary werewolf. She was the Alpha King's daughter. Unlike most who would be happy to have her title, Accalia hated it. She wasn't just Princess Accalia. She also had another hidden identity known as the Lightning Queen. After finishing college, she returned home and was told she would enter an arranged marriage. Against the marriage, she decides to give up her identity for a year or until she can prove herself. The Alpha King isn't happy about it but agrees in the end. Now known as Lia, she enters a company as an intern. She also meets a guy who seems to be ordinary and enters a contract marriage with him in a flash. Zydan was in a similar boat as Lia, as he was also being forced into an arranged marriage. Refusing to give in to his parents' demands, he meets Intern Lia and suggests they get married so he can get his family off his back. Not only is he an Alpha, but he is also the second strongest and richest CEO. When he meets Lia, he pretends to be an assistant who works for his company as he thinks Lia is just an ordinary girl, and they are only married temporarily. What neither of them knew when entering the flash marriage is that their families had arranged for them to get married. Can they keep their identities a secret and achieve their goals? What will happen when their identity is exposed? In a world where werewolves coexist with human and identity means everything, can they overcome their struggles and find love in a twist of fate?