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Meira was once known as a prodigy—brilliant, beautiful, and destined for greatness. But life didn’t follow the golden path everyone expected. In high school, she accepted the love of a younger classmate, Hastan, not out of affection, but as revenge against her ex-boyfriend, Octavian. Their relationship was fleeting, cut short by family rules and summer’s end. Meira ended it with a text message—and disappeared from Hastan’s life. Years later, Meira is no longer the celebrated genius. She is a wife trapped in a crumbling marriage, a mother clinging to her child, and a woman who has long buried her dreams. When her work as a Project Manager on a medical installation project leads her to a military hospital, fate brings her face-to-face with the past. Hastan is no longer the boy she once discarded. He has risen to become a young Lieutenant Colonel in the Cyber Division—calm, commanding, and far more dangerous. Behind his quiet smile lies a chilling secret: he has hacked into Meira’s phone. Every message, every call, every intimate detail of her fractured marriage is in his hands. He knows her weaknesses. He knows what will break her. And he knows… she has never truly let him go. Caught between a marriage not yet dissolved, an obsession growing darker, and a past that refuses to fade, Meira is ensnared in a perilous game of love, revenge, and unquenchable desire.

Brenda Michael discovers her boyfriend has been cheating on their third anniversary. Traumatized by the horrid sight after she walks in on them, she confronts him and leaves for a bar Her life takes a turn when she meets Harper Grant, a hidden billionaire CEO of a luxurious clothing brand, who also found out that his girlfriend, Ava Sinclare has been cheating on him, coincidentally with Brenda's boyfriend As their night deepens, Harper receives a message from his father, Victor Grant, demanding he finalizes his wedding arrangement or he will be disowned and kicked out of the family Receiving the message upsets Harper, but a sudden idea occurs to him and he asks Brenda to marry him to make his parents envious and get them off his back about marrying Ava As Brenda accepts the contract marriage, one thing leads to another and she ends up sleeping with him that night When she wakes up in the morning in Harper's penthouse and realizes that she has lost her job to her ex-boyfriend, her world begins to twist and twirl However, she receives another opportunity and goes for a job interview at another company, and does not realize the twist of fate she is in for when she meets the Director, her one-night stand Harper Grant, who soon reminds her of their contract marriage Brenda starts to realize, that their impulsive decision to get married, was actually Harper's well-thought plan, and also her biggest nightmare.

Seraphina Nightbane was never meant to survive. Every fated mate she’s ever had is dead. Gone without a trace. Nobody. No scent. No answers. Now, no wolf dares to claim her. No pack will take her in. Because the message is clear—whoever mates her is as good as dead. But the Council doesn’t believe in curses. They believe in power. And an unmated she-wolf with no allegiance? That’s a threat they refuse to ignore. So they give her a choice. Take a mate. Or be exiled. But this time, she refuses to let fate decide for her. This time, she signs a contract. One deal. Four Alphas. A bond that never should have existed. Kieran Stormclaw—The ruthless Alpha King who doesn’t believe in love. Caspian & Cian Moonshadow—Twin Alphas, one cold and cunning, the other wild and unpredictable. Ronan Darkmoor—The cursed prince who looks at her like he already knows how this ends. She expects a political arrangement. A necessary evil. Nothing more. Then the first body appears. A wolf, slaughtered and left at her doorstep. A message written in its blood. "Your mate will die, just like the others." The curse isn’t done with her. The prophecy she’s spent her life running from is waking up. And the deeper she’s pulled into their world, the more she realizes— One will betray her. One will die for her. And one will try to kill her. She was never meant to have a mate. So why does fate refuse to let her go?

I spent five years pursuing Derick Tucker before we finally set a wedding date. But in the 100 days leading up to it, he was off partying all over the place, barely showing his face. The night before the wedding, he said he was going to a bachelor party and never came home. Instead, I got a message from a girl he knew from college. It was a photo of them in bed together. [Sorry. He went a little too hard last night. Don't expect much from him on your wedding night. [Oh, wait, I forgot. He doesn't even love you. Who knows if he'll even be able to perform? Looks like you can't even settle for my leftovers.] I held up the message and confronted Derick. He didn't even flinch. "She's not wrong. I'm not married until tomorrow. What's the problem with having some fun before that? "You're used goods yourself, and you expect me to stay pure for you? "If you can't handle it, then don't marry me. But can you really walk away?" After humiliating me, he stormed off, convinced I would swallow it like I always did. But this time, I was done. I picked up my phone. "What you said before, about taking responsibility. Does that still stand?"

The plane touched down in Tripoli at dusk. Behind me, the sky was on fire. I pulled out my phone and typed a message to my husband, Don Vito Hart. [I'm here. I came to bring you home.] No reply. I called his underboss, Enzo Stark. His voice was hesitant. "You… you really went to Libya?" An explosion rattled the terminal windows. My heart slammed against my ribs. "Which district is he in?" A long pause. Then, quieter: "He never left the country." His voice dropped to barely a whisper. "The business trip… it was a lie." The line went dead. A photo appeared on my screen. Time-stamped today. Vito was smiling. Bright, but something behind his eyes looked tired. His arm was wrapped around a woman. They were blowing out candles on a birthday cake. I recognized her instantly. Rosa Quinn. The woman he'd knelt and sworn on his mother's grave never to see again. Three years ago. I still had the scar on my own palm where I'd made him swear. Vito had forgotten. Today was my birthday too. My phone buzzed again. "Sera, the truth is—the Don never ended things with Rosa. We all knew. But you two seemed so happy… no one dared tell you." I read the message twice. Then I slipped the phone into my pocket. There was no need to pretend anymore.

I receive a message one day. "Your condoms have been delivered. Total to be paid: XX dollars." I distinctly remember that I've never made such an order, but the address and phone number are mine. I call my husband, but he only says differently, "My godsister ordered them. She's too shy to use her details, so she used yours. It's not like it'll affect you." I nod silently. She might as well not have them if she can't afford to pay for them.

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer, so I went online to hire an undertaker in the hopes that he would collect my body. That way, I could die and be buried. I would like to finally be at peace, even if it meant that I could only achieve it after death. I packed up my bags and left home in search of a place to die, only to receive a message from my undertaker. [Sorry, something came up. I can’t come now.] …Excuse me? I’m already half-dead, and you’re blowing me off?

Have you experienced role changes in your life? Started from the one doing the job and ended being the job itself. If not, you should be grateful, because this role changes are happening to Selina Maya Hayes. A renown assassin, from Black Circle who owns a reputation that every target that being assigned to her are guaranteed to be eliminated. As if receiving sudden message that her father dead isn’t enough Selina’s has changed from the one who eliminated targets into a target that is required to be eliminated. Will she escape this dream like story or she end in the afterlife?

It had been four years since Shaun Payne started working in a tavern, avoiding detection from the pack he walked into. Working only for food and board, he had gone unnoticed for years, helping the tavern strive. But his life changed once again, when a fight breaks out while he worked one day. On trial for his life, Shaun has accepted his fate when the Alpha of the Nightstar Pack shows him mercy. With the entire pack questioning who he was, Shaun only had two choices; be executed or return to his pack. Would he be able to face his past? Would he be able to remain hidden from the enemies searching for him? When he couldn't trust anyone, he had to prove himself without revealing who he was. With no pack, no friends, and enemies in the shadows, he would have to survive.

My son, Scott Gould, suddenly tells me that he has leukemia. Then, he goes on to say that his biggest wish is to see Ivanna Newman in a wedding dress. My husband, Theodore Gould, agrees with Scott. "I'll hold a wedding with Ivanna. Once Scott is done with his treatment, we'll get remarried." I gladly agree to the request and divorce Theodore. Not long after, I learn from Scott's social media that he's attending the wedding of Theodore and his childhood sweetheart, Ivanna. The caption he writes says, "I'm so happy for Dad. I can't help but shed tears for true love." I smile and turn off my phone. Holding the hand of the person next to me, I board a plane to Wismuth.