Left Them, Loved Myself

Rachel Larson was adamant about marrying me, and she spent ten years stealing my heart. On the night before our wedding, I overheard her conversation with her friend. "You're marrying Leonardo? What about your side piece?" A moment of silence later, Rachel answered, "That guy? He's just a cheap replacement. Leonardo's the real deal. Don't compare my side piece to him. If he stays put and keeps his mouth shut, I might let him stay around. Leonardo's a broad-minded man. He won't mind." The side piece did not stay put. In fact, he caused a scene at the wedding the next day. He shoved me off the stage, but the woman who was supposed to marry me darted over to his side instead. Why? He was holding a piece of broken glass against his throat. Gutturally, he roared, "Choose! Me or him?" Panicked, Rachel kicked me away despite my injuries, and she roared, "Get out of the way! I need to take him to the hospital! If anything happens to him, I'll kill you!" She didn't need to wait that long. My heart died right there and then. … That night, I bought a flight ticket that would take me abroad and left her.

At the yacht party, everyone watches as Sophia Montgomery falls overboard by accident, whereas I dive in after her to save her. When I reach her, she clings to me, dragging us both under. Jack Harrison doesn't hesitate to jump in. He pushes me away before pulling her into his arms. Up on deck, the crowd erupts in cheers, applauding the hero for saving the damsel in distress. Camera flashes go off endlessly. Meanwhile, I struggle alone in the freezing ocean to reach the ladder. No one notices me. The next morning, still burning with fever, I place a document in front of him. "I want a divorce," I demand, my voice hoarse from swallowing seawater. Jack frowns. "Just because of last night? Sophia can't swim, and it was an emergency. Since you can, you could make it back yourself." A laugh escapes my lips. Of course. I can only rely on myself. I've been doing it for the past five years. He only has eyes for Sophia, so, of course, he doesn't care whether I live or die.

Elena Hart had everything—or so she thought. The love of her fiancé, the legacy of her father’s company, and a future mapped out in glittering gold. But one devastating betrayal shatters her world in a single night, leaving her humiliated, heartbroken, and questioning everything she once believed about trust and love. Enter Sebastian Vale, a billionaire known for his cold logic and ruthless control, a man whose reputation alone could crush her enemies—or her heart. When he offers Elena an unexpected lifeline—a one-year contractual marriage that promises protection for her company and revenge against those who wronged her—she must decide whether to take the leap into a world of wealth, power, and dangerous attraction. As Elena steps into Sebastian’s world of high society, boardroom battles, and whispered secrets, the line between duty and desire begins to blur. With every stolen glance, every heated conversation, and every calculated move, they discover a connection neither of them anticipated—and a love that may be more real than either is willing to admit. In a world where trust is scarce and betrayal is around every corner, Elena and Sebastian must navigate a delicate dance of power, passion, and heart. Will their hearts survive the stakes, or will the very forces that brought them together tear them apart? When the Billionaire Loved Her Back is a sweeping, emotional romance filled with drama, secrets, and slow-burning passion—a story of love, courage, and second chances.

She was forced to get engaged to a prince. Then she accidentally married his brother instead. *** Three months ago, Lady Zoey Arden was just an ordinary girl from a small town. Then her estranged father resurfaced, dragging her into an arranged marriage with Crown Prince Aaron Condor. The union is more than a royal spectacle; it’s a fragile peace treaty. The Ardens and Condors must unite or risk civil war breaking out in Terres Somnia. To everyone’s surprise, Zoey and Aaron’s engagement blossoms into something real. Or so she thought... until she discovers Aaron shared a kiss with his childhood best friend, Lady Emily, on the night of their engagement ball. The fairytale she’s been thrust into shatters overnight. Fleeing heartbreak and scandal, Zoey crosses paths with Duke James, Aaron’s half brother and Emily’s fiancé. Bound to her by their shared plight, James ropes Zoey into a revenge ploy. He proposes to her, intending to take Aaron's place and steal the crown out from under him. When the jilted lovers meet up later that night, they renege on the plan, citing temporary insanity for having entertained it at all. However, one too many drinks leads to a reckless “I do." Zoey finds herself bound by law and love to the wrong prince. Little does Terres Somnia know she's now the wife of the country's long lost prince and rightful heir. As secrets unravel and loyalties blur, Zoey must decide where her heart truly lies: with the prince who broke it, or the one who helped her run from the heartbreak. Two princes. One crown. One choice. He who wins her heart wins the throne.

My mate, Alpha Ryan, started skipping my healer's appointments after I got pregnant. He always blamed pack business. But I found him at the clinic anyway. He was with another pregnant she-wolf—his childhood friend, Bonnie. He held her with a tenderness he no longer gave me. "I'll take responsibility for this child," he promised her. "He'll be safe." His words shattered my world. Their child? I stormed in to confront them and saw it: his temporary mark on her neck. He swore the pup wasn't his. He claimed a rogue attacked her and the mark was only for protection. His lie was a knife twisting in our mate bond. I was carrying his pure-blooded heir. But he let the pack brand my child a bastard, while hailing her half-blood pup as his true heir. To protect Bonnie, he locked me in a silver-laced cell. The silver was a living death. He didn't realize his mistake until I took the forbidden herbs, sacrificing our child and collapsing in a pool of my own blood. Only then did he cradle my broken body, begging for a forgiveness I would never give.

No one knew Lucy was the only daughter of one of the richest families in town, not even the man who once promised her forever. Greg, her ex-fiancé, dumped her without warning to chase a life-changing business contract. He thought she was just an ordinary girl, unworthy of his ambition. But fate had its own twist. When Austin, the powerful heir of the mayor’s empire, needs a fake wife to clean up his public image, he picks Lucy. She agrees, not for love, but to escape her pain... and maybe, just maybe, to get even. Now, she’s draped in designer gowns, standing beside one of the most powerful men in the city, while Greg watches from the sidelines, stunned and spiraling. But Lucy didn’t come back for applause. She came back for revenge. And nobody, not her ex, his new girl, or even Austin himself , is ready for the truth she’s hiding.

The sense of loss that grips Thea's heart when she finds out that all the sacrifices that she has been making for her brother are in vain. The pain of being betrayed by the only person who she could've exchanged her life for nearly paralyzed her. In a foreign land with no one to rely on, Thea only lives for vengeance .A story about unrequited love and strong passion. Thea, finds out that she had been suffering from induced amnesia by her fake parents in an attempt to prevent her from remembering her real parents. Thea can't take the news of her fiance's engagement. More than anything, she wants revenge. The pain of seeing the love of her life marrying another woman fuels her desire for revenge and answers.....

I had been married to Alexander for three years. Everyone feared his ruthlessness, but he had always been incredibly gentle with me. But ever since Elena took a bullet for him during a shootout six months ago, everything changed. He always said she got hurt saving him, so I had to be accommodating. At the family’s most prestigious gala, my husband—the Don, Alexander—arrived with his secretary, Elena, on his arm. Pinned to her chest was the ruby brooch that symbolized the position of the Donna of the family. "Elena took a bullet for me. She liked the brooch, so I let her borrow it for a while. Regardless, you are the only donna here. Try to show some class." I didn't argue with him. I just removed my wedding ring and pulled out the divorce papers: "Since she likes it so much, she can have it. Including this seat next to you. I'm giving that up, too." Alexander signed without hesitation, a cold smile on his face. "What kind of manipulative trick are you playing now? You're an orphan, separated from your family, you won't survive three days in Sicily. I'll wait for you to come back begging me." I took out an encrypted satellite phone I hadn't used in three years. Alexander didn't know that I was actually the youngest daughter of the oldest Mafia family in Europe. But my family and Alexander’s had always been enemies. To marry him, I had changed my name and even severed ties with my father and brothers. The call connected. I took a deep breath and whispered, "Papa, I regret it. Send someone to pick me up in two weeks."

When Maya walks away from Alvarez, she thinks she’s freeing herself from a toxic love. But love doesn’t die easily. Alvarez refuses to let go, torn between rage and longing, while a new man steps into Maya’s life — calm, patient, everything Alvarez never was. Caught between memory and possibility, Maya must face the truth: can broken love be fixed, or is it better left behind?

The Vale family was the most powerful mafia syndicate in the New York City. And I—along with a few other carefully chosen girls—had been handpicked to join their ranks, trained from the ground up so that the next head of the family could choose his wife from among us. Wife. That was the kinder word for it. The truth was whoever got picked would become his shield, his weapon, his most loyal protector. Someone who would kill for him. Die for him. Years passed. One by one, the others fell away. In the end, only Elara Quinn and I remained. And then, Elara died—killed on a secret mission. After that, there were no more choices left. I became Adrian Vale’s wife by default. I had given everything to Adrian. And I loved him. I thought he loved me too until I took a bullet to the chest—meant for him. As I lay there, barely breathing, I heard Adrian talking to his assistant, “Don’t bury her in the Vale cemetery. My half is reserved for Elara.” That was it. Elara—who had never even lived long enough to marry him—still had a space carved beside him in death. I? I had taken the hit that should have ended him… and yet I wasn’t even good enough to be buried near him. I slowly closed my eyes. And when I opened them again, I was back on the day the Vale family formally announced Adrian as their new head. The day everything began.