Last Of Us: Outbreak Day

Three years ago, Alaric shattered all expectations. The proud Alpha heir of the Black Moon Pack, he defied the Elders and broke a thousand-year-old bloodline law. He chose to mate with me. A rogue Omega. When his childhood sweetheart, Rowena, humiliated me, he threw her entire family out of the pack. After we mated, Alaric’s love for me became an obsession. Everyone said he would tear the whole North apart if I even got a scratch. I thought I was special. The one rogue lucky enough to capture the future Alpha's heart. I thought our mate bond meant he'd be loyal forever. Until I discovered his betrayal. He had a pup with Rowena. And the mate mark he gave me? Our bond? It was all a lie. I turned to my best friend. "In three days, help me fake my death. I need to disappear from Alaric's world forever."

He broke her. Rejected her. Now she’s back—to rewrite the rules. At eighteen, Selena Cross was cast aside by her fated mate—Alpha Damian Blackwood, the ruthless leader of Dark Hollow Pack. Humiliated and heartbroken, she vanished into the shadows, swearing she'd never be weak again. Three years later, Selena returns. No longer the fragile omega begging for love—but a mysterious, powerful force with secrets that could bring Damian’s pack to its knees. His wolf is dying without her. His control is slipping. But the girl he rejected? She's gone. And the woman standing before him doesn’t want to be chosen. She came to choose for herself.

“I bled for us. Now it’s your turn to bleed.” From impersonation, she filled the gap of a missing woman. Now she pay the price.................. Emily Vicente never imagined she'd ask herself that question until she saw the news: a $1 million reward for information on Elena Morgan, a missing pregnant woman and the ex-wife of billionaire Kelvin Edwards. The shocking revelation was that Emily looked exactly like Elena. It was almost as if she had lived a second life without knowing it. Her boyfriend, Sammy, desperate to escape poverty, sees a fast ticket out and pushes Emily to step into Elena’s life. Pretend to be a pregnant Elena. Collect the money and disappear. Emily, emotionally blackmailed and cornered by her present situation, gives in. But what she didn’t know was that she wasn’t just stepping into another woman’s life she was stepping into a storm. The lion’s den. Kelvin Edwards isn’t just a cold billionaire, he’s a desperate father trying to save his terminally ill child. And Elena is the key to that salvation. But now, she’s gone… and Emily has taken her place. What began as a lie quickly spirals into a web of secrets, danger, and emotional warfare. And just when Emily begins to lose herself in the act Kelvin finds out the truth. What follows is both heartbreaking and a solution to his problem. ...With the upper hand and nothing to lose, Kelvin gives Emily two choices one that could shatter her completely, and one that would bind her to him forever. What she thought was a way out... might be the beginning of her undoing.

"Sign it," he said. Three years of marriage ended with a line and a pen that trembled in her hand. It wasn't the papers that hurt—it was the way he didn't even flinch when she did. Amelia Hart walked out of his penthouse that night with nothing but a suitcase and a broken heartbeat. She'd given Daniel Sterling everything—her love, her identity, her silent devotion—only to be discarded the moment she became inconvenient. But when the empire he built begins to fall, when the cold CEO who never looked back suddenly needs the woman he threw away, he returns with the same hands that once let her go, now reaching for what he destroyed. Only this time, there's a clause he didn't read…

On my birthday, the dining table was loaded with all my favorites. My mom had been cooking and baking the entire afternoon, insisting everything be perfect for when Mike got home from work so we could celebrate together. But then, he called and said his first love had been drugged at a bar, and he had to go help her. I stopped him and begged him not to go. Mike snapped at me. "Jesus, Em, don’t pull this jealous wife crap. She’s alone, defenseless, and unconscious—I can't let some random dude take advantage of her!" My mother heard those words and was so enraged that she had a heart attack. She died on the spot. Just like that, my mom died on my birthday. I called Mike, asking him to attend my mom's funeral. But before he could reply, I saw Cathy Miller's latest Instagram post, captioned: [Mikey… after all these years, it was always you.] Mike had liked it. My thumb moved before my brain caught up, typing out the only words that mattered: [A homewrecker and a lying bastard. Hope you rot together.]

Since the day she was born, Aviana Rain has always had a rough life. Things always went from bad to horrible for her. From being mentally, physically, and verbally abuse to being left almost dead. Being in situations nobody should ever experience or be put into. She has never experienced love, until HIM.

The day I found out I was a match for my dad—stage four leukemia—I bailed. Mom tore the world apart looking for me, but yeah, she had to watch him go. After that, she drowned herself in research, built a name, even adopted this perfect little angel. We crossed paths again at some fancy leukemia conference she was hosting. I was on the demo table. She took one look and scoffed. "Charlotte Stein, not the time for your crap. Get up and go." The host blinked, stunned. "Dr. Cooper... you know this cadaver?" She actually laughed. "What, she paid you for this stunt?" The host turned ghost-white. "M-Miss Stein passed three days ago..."

I transmigrated into a trashy, tragic romance as the vicious side character. By the time I arrived, the story had already reached its ending. I had caused the female lead to lose her SAT opportunity, and my two older brothers forced me to my knees. My eldest brother, Lucas Sherman, beat me mercilessly with a stick. He hissed, "Slap yourself 1000 times before you can get up." My older brother, Charlie Sherman, threw a bottle of pesticide at me. He spat, "Someone as vicious as you should just die." I let out a cold laugh and picked up the pesticide bottle, downing it in one gulp. Lucas and Charlie turned pale with shock. "Are you insane? You actually drank it!"

Before my crazy grandmother died, she gave me three walnuts. According to her last wish, I cracked open the first walnut on my twenty-fifth birthday. Inside the walnut was a slip of paper. 'Go to the skybridge and grovel at the first beggar you meet' was the instruction written on it. When I looked at the note, I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. Still, I did as told. To my surprise, the beggar turned out to be an undercover cop. Only later did I learn that I had long been targeted by human traffickers, and the bow had saved my life. As for the second walnut, my grandmother told me to crack it open before I got married. When I put on my wedding dress, ready to marry the policeman who saved me, I happily opened it. This time, there was a crumpled old photograph inside. In the photo, my fiancé was smiling as he strangled another bride.

An indebted businessman Sid Matthews had his life sorted with his girlfriend of seven years. A badass twisted woman Sana Menon from a broken family and messed up past. She was a woman no man likes to dream of— far away to be the dreamgirl of any man— dark, strong head and not so innocent. But when the ideal, beautiful goodgirl Bella Watson steps in their lives, Sana's only comforting world seems to be crashing down. Bella is your perfect novel girl— a beautiful, bubbly and innocent girl every man wishes for. What will happen when Sid will be drawn towards the girl like every other men. Whom will he choose as his last love? This is not your random romantic novel.