Lady Warrios‘s Wrath On Divorce Day

Zein Vergara thought she understood love, until betrayal tore their world apart. After tricking Elio Ashford into signing a divorce agreement, she told him coldly, “I don’t want you anymore.” But he refused to accept defeat, his desperate grip refusing to loosen. Amidst a world of broken promises and silent wars, Zein’s path crosses with the powerful and mysterious Warren Anderson, whose cold gaze warns her that the past isn’t done with her yet. In a story of love, loss, and quiet strength, can she finally break free?

He was supposed to be a stranger. He became her salvation. Ava Hart had it all—until she didn’t. On the day she was supposed to swear her life to Blake Turner, she walked into the bridal suite and found her fiancé and her best friend rewriting her future without her. They wanted her lineage, her status, and her silence. They never expected Ava to fight back. Instead of a scene, she chose a scandal. She walked straight into the Downtown Civic Registry and bound herself to the first man she saw. Connor Vale. Ava thought she’d hired a rogue enforcer to play her husband for a season. She didn’t know she’d just climbed into the den of the most dangerous Alpha in the Blackwood territory. Connor is a man of shadow and steel. To the world, he is the ruthless Obsidian King of the Vale Media Group—a predator who takes what he wants and discards the rest. But to Ava, he is something else entirely. Behind the cold, unyielding gaze and the scent of rain and dark cedar, Connor hides an ancient, aching obsession. He has been watching her from the sidelines for years, waiting for the moon to push her into his arms. Now, Ava is playing a deadly game of revenge. Every time Blake tries to ruin her, he finds himself crushed under the weight of an unseen force—Connor’s force.

This was the sixth time Dante Falcone had slammed that damned divorce agreement down in front of me, forcing me to sign. This time, I did not resist. He set down the pen. In that instant, a suffocating silence filled the room. His deep brown eyes locked onto me, sharp and probing, as if he were trying to see straight through my soul. "Why so obedient this time, Sofia? Or are you planning another trick? Don't forget who you are. Mrs. Falcone." I removed the ruby ring that symbolized the mistress of the family, the one he had placed on my finger when he proposed to me in Sicily. I set it gently on the desk, a surface stained with both blood and money. My voice was calm, lifeless. "No, Dante. I'm just... tired. Your world is too loud."

"Don't touch me! How could you do this to me Hardin? I loved you!" "I'm sorry you had to find out this way babe," Hardin replied calmly. Too calmly for Melanie 's liking. There was no trace of regret in his voice. "But I was never really in love with you Melanie. It was always Natalia for me. She was my first and only love." Melanie Marshall thought she had it all - a loving marriage, wealth inherited from her grandfather, and a future brighter than her dreams. But one fateful day, everything came crashing down. Returning home from a business trip, Melanie was devastated to find her husband Hardin in bed with her half-sister Natalia. Not only had he betrayed her, but he served divorce papers, intent on taking everything - her inheritance, her home, even her dignity. Years later, Melanie has rebuilt her life and Hardin desperately wants her back! But this time, she's stronger. It's time for a reckoning, and revenge will be sweet.

I accidentally stumbled upon numerous explicit videos on my husband's computer while tidying up his desk. The videos showed him in bed with my unmarried best friend. The relationship between my husband and me had been platonic ever since I gave birth 40 years ago. His reason was that he was no longer capable of physical intimacy. Now, it felt like my entire life had been a sham, despite all my efforts for my family.

Scarlett Taylor looked at the test report saying she had a last-stage cancer, and the news of her husband, Everett Robinson, and his ex-girlfriend Amelia Martin getting married soon, and her world crumbled. At that moment, she realized that her three years of marriage and love for Everett were nothing more than a joke. Clenching the test reports in her hand, Scarlett decided to give up on this loveless marriage and live the remaining days of her life for herself. At the gate of the divorce office, Everett sneered, "Scarlett Taylor, I am waiting for the day when you regret this!" Scarlett looked at him and smiled mockingly, "The only thing I will regret is marrying you!" and left. Two months later when Scarlett came back, Everett kneel in front of him, begging, "Scarlett, I regret it, Please forgive me and let's get back together." Scarlett looked at him and sneered, "Get lost! I don't know you!"

Born a slave and wolfess, Esmeray hasn't lost hope for a better tomorrow and a wolf. The Mating Run comes around, bringing Alphas from all over the globe to participate including the ruthless Alpha Knox. Esme finds herself mated to Crowned Prince Alpha Leo, a pompous Prince who sees Esme as a worthless slave and swiftly rejects her. Bruised but not deterred destiny offers redemption when Esme learns about a magical gem that could grant her heart's desires. As Esme's fate shifts, she must battle treacherous pack politics and mysteries from her past. Alpha Knox is driven by passion, intrigue and desire. He sets his sights on Esme, enraging Knox's potential fiancée. Will Esme find the love she desperately craved and will she find her place in the Pack?

When they were married, billionaire tycoon Mr. Seven said, "That goth bitch is just after my money and my looks. If she dares to ever touch me, I'll chop her up into pieces."After the divorce, Mr. Seven went around telling others, "My wife has been bullied by her family all her life. She is the most gorgeous woman on earth. If you look at her funny, I'll gouge your eyes out!"Mr. Seven, do you even hear what you're saying?

My husband, Clement Norman, promised to make up for our missed honeymoon. It was five years late, but I was still excited. I got ready and really looked forward to it. But right before we boarded the plane, I realized there was someone extra in our group—Clement's childhood friend, Madison Bowen. He explained half-heartedly, "Madison's never been abroad before. I figured we could bring her along." I wasn't thrilled, but when I spoke up, he made it sound like I was being dramatic. "Are you jealous of our relationship because you didn't grow up with a proper family? I see her as a sister. You wouldn't get it—you grew up an orphan." I chose to stay quiet, not wanting to ruin our honeymoon. But we encountered an avalanche halfway through the trip. My leg got stuck deep in the snow, and I couldn't move. And the first thing Clement did was grab Madison's hand and run. He didn't even look back.

To prepare for a baby, my wife, Daphne Sinclair, suggested we start working out together and keep each other accountable by tracking our daily step counts. While I was away on a two-week business trip, she ranked first on our Fitbit leaderboard every single night. Then one day, my neighbor suddenly sent me a video. The location tag showed it was filmed right in the parking lot beneath my apartment. "Bro, impressive. Your wife's even hired a personal trainer for her workouts now? That Maybach suspension really hits different." In the video, a pink sports bra I had never seen before hung from the driver’s side window. The car rocked rhythmically, accompanied by Daphne's restrained yet excited breathing. I dialed her number. "Where are you?" Her voice turned soft and coy. "On the treadmill, sprinting. Honey, I'm working so hard for our baby." "Really?" I chuckled. "You've worked so hard the entire neighborhood knows about it." Holding the phone, I said slowly, word by word, "Open the door. I'm bringing you a towel."