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Aubrey's world crumbles when she receives photos of her husband, Ryder, in bed with her sister, Sage. But the final blow comes when she finds out she's pregnant. Despite the betrayal, Aubrey wants to leave the marriage with dignity. She files for divorce, but Ryder refuses. As the days go by, Ryder's mental abuse escalates, pushing Aubrey to her limits. The stress takes a toll on her body, and she suffers a miscarriage. The loss of her child is the final straw. Consumed by grief and anger, Aubrey sees red. She's ready for revenge against the man who destroyed her life. Ryder, still refusing to let her go, has no idea what's coming. Aubrey begins to gather evidence of Ryder's infidelity and manipulation, determined to expose him for the monster he is. She'll stop at nothing to make him pay for his sins, even if it means destroying herself in the process. As the battle between Aubrey and Ryder intensifies, secrets and lies begin to unravel. Sage, the mastermind behind the destruction of their marriage, will also face the consequences of her actions. In the end, only one thing is certain: Aubrey will have her revenge, no matter the cost.

“Miss Bray, are you sure you want to release these photos and videos of Mr. Loader and Miss Nash on the day of the wedding?” Tabitha paused before replying firmly, “I’m certain. I also need you to take care of a visa for me. I’m flying out on my wedding day. I expect you to keep this between us.” After the call, Tabitha stood in the silence of the room. Just this morning, Tabitha stumbled upon a secret love nest Christian had set up with his old flame. “Kelsey, since you’re so against the wedding, you should come and steal me away at the wedding next month.” Tabitha reached the door of Christian’s other residence, only to overhear Christian telling Kelsey to crash the wedding. Soon enough, Christian and Kelsey locked arms and shared a hot kiss. Tabitha watched on, her heart breaking into pieces. Fighting back the urge to barge in on them, she turned on her heel. Right there and then, she made a choice that would leave everyone reeling. She planned to leave Christian at the altar before Kelsey would come and whisk him away!

Faith sherringham is typical innocent, smart and bubbly girl. She had everything she wanted. A perfect dad, a loving fiance and a loving home. Sounds like a happy life. But one day her happy life soon turned tragic when she saw her beloved in bed with his ex and accused her of cheating. Andrew Dawson or Andy is a billionaire who owns an online class website called Key smart, he is arrogant, rude and made girls swoon over him. But he put them all behind because he fall for one girl, Faith. He was happy and no longer rude. He kicked Faith out because his ex showed him photos of her cheating. 3 years later, Andrew found out that the pictures were morphed and he spent all the years searching for her, hoping to get her back. Now Faith is no longer the bubbly girl she is, she is broken on the inside and lost her beautiful smile that Andy fall in love with. Can Andy get her back? Will Faith forgive him? Will they move on? Find out in where do broken hearts go?

To take care of my mother after she fell and injured herself, I turned down a promotion and took a week off work to stay by her side. On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she smiled and handed me a small envelope. “Suzy, you’ve worked hard these past few days. This is just a little something from me. Go treat yourself to something good.” I wiped my hands, a quiet warmth spreading through my chest. When I opened the envelope, I froze for a moment. Inside was $2. Still, I told myself it didn’t matter. The amount wasn’t important. What mattered was the thought behind it. But the very next day, while scrolling through social media, I came across a post from my younger brother, the one who hadn’t shown his face at the hospital even once. Nine photos filled the post, all of them showing off a sprawling luxury mansion. In the center was a photo of the purchase contract. The caption read: “Officially the owner of a $2 million riverfront house. Big thanks to Mom for the support!”

My secretary replaced me on my wedding day, walking down the aisle in a white wedding gown. The man I had loved for ten years threw the bridesmaid dress in my face and ordered me to wear it instead. "She is the bride now. You'll be next," he said coldly. My grandmother was so furious that she fell ill on the spot. Meanwhile, he and the secretary smiled brightly as they completed the wedding ceremony. After the grand wedding, the secretary posted photos of herself in her wedding gown on social media. The comments were overwhelmingly congratulatory. [Today is such a beautiful day, I finally got what I wanted. I hope those who try to ruin someone else's relationship will wake up soon.] She wrote. Chester Morrison replied to her post: [It is a great day. Don't ruin your good mood by some trash.] When I returned home, holding my grandmother's photo, who had passed away, I found them tangled together on the bedspread my grandmother had lovingly sewn for me, the one with a pair of Swan that symbolizes eternal love.

On the day the true heiress and I swapped places, my childhood sweetheart, bound to me by a promise made in youth, gripped my hand before our families and declared, "I chose you, not your title." Anna Pedersen, tears brimming in her eyes, enveloped me in a trembling embrace. "Joanne, we'll always be family. I'd never take what's rightfully yours." Everyone assumed I'd turned misfortune into fortune. Though I lost my status as the Pedersen heiress, I gained a steadfast lover and a selfless sister. But three years after fate corrected itself, photos of Calvin Thomas escorting Anna to a prenatal checkup flooded the internet. When I confronted him, he exhaled a plume of smoke and said coolly, "Anna is my true betrothed. This is just setting things right. Why are you so worked up?" He seized my wrist and dragged our engraved engagement ring across the back of my hand, leaving a bloody gash. "This scar will remind you of the twenty years of life you stole. Your life and I belong to their rightful owner."

I had been married to Natasha Bates for ten years, and not once did she ever join me for our family's Independence Day cookout. This year, on the night before the celebration, I finally gathered the courage to ask if she wanted to come. She scoffed and said, "What are you, stuck in the past? Who even celebrates the Fourth with a family dinner anymore?" Yet that very evening, I saw a social media post of Natasha with her male best friend, Stanley Rogers. They were quite intimate in the picture, and the caption read: [True happiness is celebrating Independence Day with your bestie!] I commented back: [Hope you two lovebirds make it official soon.] Stanley did not hold back. He messaged me a bunch of intimate photos of the two of them. Then, he added, [You're just a leech living off his wife. What right do you have to question anything about Nattie?] Everyone always thought I was a gold-digger living off Natasha's success. However, they all forgot that I was the sole major shareholder of the company. This time, I’m done staying silent.

Scarlett Hayes only wants one thing—to survive her last two years at Westwood Academy. As a scholarship student surrounded by the children of billionaires, staying invisible is the safest option. Especially when it comes to Ronan Whitmore. The school's most feared boy. Ronan is rich, powerful, and completely unpredictable. Rumors follow him everywhere—fights, scandals, and secrets no one dares talk about. Scarlett has spent years avoiding him. Until the day Ronan approaches her with a shocking offer. He needs a fake girlfriend. Just for three months. Public dates, convincing photos, and the appearance of a perfect relationship. In return, Ronan promises to solve a problem that could destroy Scarlett’s future at Westwood. She knows it's a terrible idea. Everyone warns her to stay away from him. But Scarlett quickly learns something even more dangerous than Ronan Whitmore’s reputation. The way he looks at her isn’t fake. And the longer they pretend to be in love, the harder it becomes to remember that none of it is supposed to be real. Because the boy everyone fears might be hiding a truth that could ruin both of them. And if their fake relationship falls apart… Scarlett might become the next victim of the most dangerous boy in school.

"Your task is simple, Jade." The kidnapper said. "Seduce him." "Make him fall in love with you again." "Have him reject his mate for you..." "And when he finally confess his undying love to you..." "BOOM. Reject him. Publicly." "Just like he did to you, Jade." "Y..you want m..me to destroy him?" I stuttered, my stomach pooling with dread as I stared at the photos of the man that crushed me six years ago. Alpha Brad Victor. "Bingo! Do that and you'll get to see your children again. Simple, isn't it?" ... Jade's world crumbled when her childhood friend and lover, Alpha Brad Victor, dumped her cruelly right after she gave herself to him. "It was just a stupid dare from my friends years ago." He said. "Didn't think you'd actually go through with it. I didn't mean to hurt you, Jade. No hard feelings, right?" Were his words. Six years later, Jade returns, bigger and better, to shatter his own world. As long as she steered clear of his perceptive Beta.

On the day I vomit blood while eating on a livestream, I rise to the top in the platform streamer rankings. My older brother, Julian Everhart, bursts into my room, kicks over my streaming equipment, and violently shoves me to the floor. My fiance, Dominic Pierce, tells everyone on the livestream that I'm just trying to attract attention and rake up the views by faking my illness. In an instant, I get cyberbullied by everyone. The Internet users keep leaving malicious comments and cursing me to die. All of my photos are crossed out. Someone even dumps silver acid onto my front door. What everyone doesn't know is that I will die in three days because of Wolf Soul Deterioration. On the day I die, I start the livestream for the final time. Tens of millions of viewers rush into my stream instantly and begin cursing me out for my lack of morality. They bash me for faking my illness just to gain popularity and attract attention. But the next thing they know, my heart monitor flatlines right away. Everyone begins panicking instantly. Julian and Dominic shift into their wolf forms instantly and rush toward the hospital desperately begging me not to die.