Mind Readers Are Called

When I was six months pregnant, I was visiting the hospital when I saw my husband with his childhood friend, who had recently returned to the country. I was left holding my own prenatal checkup report, watching as they celebrated their soon-to-be born child. Still, Kelly Wallace appeared worried and even sounded guilty. "Quentin, you didn't have to come with me—I'm fine alone. If Jolin finds out, she'll definitely have a fight with you. She's pregnant too… it'll affect her mood and the baby." Quentin Smith was confidently nonchalant. "No, she won't—she always obeys me and loves me too much. If she does argue, I'll just divorce her!" My heat broke, tears of misery rushing down my cheek. But it was true. I loved him so much that I couldn't even bear to argue with him and always obeyed him. Even so, that didn't mean I was going to maintain this sham of a marriage after learning about his deceit. Since he didn't want me and our child, then I could raise my baby alone. Wiping away my tears, I called a number I hadn't called for five years. "Dad, can I come home?" "Oh, Jo! You finally called. Of course you're always welcomed home!" Hanging up, I booked a ticket for a flight to Switzerland that was due to depart a week later. I'd be out of his hair, so why was he losing his mind when he couldn't find me?

Harold missed our fifth anniversary. He said Rogues had attacked the border, and as the Alpha, he had to fight to protect the pack. However, the she-wolf who came to fetch him was dressed in a tight little dress and heels—she looked more ready for a date than a battle. Worried for Harold, I went to the Moon Goddess's altar to pray for his safety, like I always do whenever he's called to fight. However, on the way, a witch told me there was no war at the border at all. He lied to me. At that moment, I knew it was time to walk away. "I want to break my mate bond with Harold," I said. She turned the pages of an old, dusty spellbook. "Harold won't accept this. He was even willing to give up his claim to the Alpha title just to be with you." "I don't need his permission," I said. "I'm willing to pay any price." She sighed. "If your heart is truly set on leaving, I can brew a potion for you. One sip, and your scent will vanish from the pack's memory—as if you never existed. "However, think carefully. You'll lose your title as Luna, leave behind your home, your people. You'll start over somewhere new, where no one knows your name. Not even the Moon Goddess will be able to find you." I said, "I've made up my mind, I refuse to stay in a love built on lies. "How soon can I have the potion?" "Three days." Three days. Just enough time to say goodbye to everything I once called home.

Sonica Singh Sikarwar is not your ordinary protagonist and damsel in distress. She is bold. She is outrageous. She is confident and she knows 'it'! 'Life is an unstoppable flow and we must get along with it.' However, life isn't all roses and strawberries too. It has got thorns too, but Sony is ready to be pricked. An ordinary girl of the age of twenty-three, her life came to shatter when her engagement with Rudransh Shenoy, CEO of the Shenoy Group of Industries was called off. At the age of twenty and six, Rudransh is a heartthrob and a dream man of any young girl. He is sharp, cunning, intelligent, calm, and knows how to get his way into most things. After going through a bunch of disappointing relationships that led him to nowhere, Rudransh upon having Sonica for himself. The girl he really admires and looks forward to spending his whole life with. However, things don’t always go as planned. Just when one is sure of certainty and 'assured' win. Life smacks hardest at the face. One day before her engagement, Sonica drops by the office and catches Rudransh kissing his assistant. Shattered and heartbroken, she slapped him hard and did what any other woman in her sensible mind would do. Called off the engagement. But Rudransh isn't a brat to mess with. A year later, he was back with a keen persistence upon persuading her. “Where the words fail, action does the work.” Tired of constant rejections, Rudransh has decided to play dirty. As per section 9 of The Hindu Marriage Act: He demands restitution of his conjugal rights from a wedding that never took place. Will Sonica be able to escape her ex's well-planned trap? Or will she accept fate and give in?

Anaka’s life is turned upside down when her father suddenly dies and her brother casts her out of the family. To make matters worse, she finds out that her so called future mate was faking his interest in her. With the rejection of her family, friends, and pack, Anaka goes to her aunt on Beldoore, the human land. Anaka hopes to heal her broken world and find a new purpose. The best revenge is to prove haters wrong. Dorian is a prince, but a second born son. The spare, yet that didn’t stop him from making a name for himself as the warrior prince. His brother is now king and ruling the kingdom well. Dorian is prepared to aid his brother in whatever political battle the werewolves are attempting to wage. While everyone else in his family ignores the former king who suffers from a diseased mind, Dorian has not. A visit to his father will send an expected person in his path. When the Wolf Girl, half breed collides with the Warrior Prince, sparks fly. Dorian sees that Anaka has a talented voice and makes her an offer of a lifetime. He can make her a music star. Anaka has a chance to turn her so called useless talent into something that gives her purpose. Determined to prove she will not be beaten down, Anaka accepts the gracious offer from the warrior prince who has her attention. When politics get complicated and the wolf council come knocking on her door, she will be left to pick a side. Anaka finds herself facing a battle that only Dorian can teach her to fight. When everything is on the line, can Anaka forge her own destiny as she builds a new world that no one will take from her.

She fell in love with the notorious antagonist. On the other hand, his heart beats only for one thing: her destruction. 🔞❗❗Trigger warning: This story contains mature themes, graphic content, explicit scenes, and may be triggering for some readers❗❗🔞

My family was supposed to be the richest of the land, yet I had to refund even a cheap delivery. Why? In my previous life, my housekeeper's daughter got her hands on a trading system. Every cent of money I spent would be hers. She started trying to guilt-trip me into donating to all the impoverished students in her school. It was charity anyway, so I signed a check worth 300 grand. The moment I did, that money became part of her savings, and the amount on my check was zero. Everyone called me names, called me a charlatan. Even the boy toy I spent good money on broke up with me. That girl used my money to donate to charities and became the kind and beautiful heiress. She told everyone I was the housekeeper's daughter instead. Furious, I grabbed my black card and started shopping like crazy. I wanted to prove I was the real heiress, but the balance in my account was cleared immediately. That girl then spent 1.2 million right away, like it was one dollar. She scoffed at me. "Don't try to act like you're rich when you're a broke loser. Your mother doesn't make enough as a housekeeper." The Internet decided to hunt me down. I could not handle the stress, and my mind broke. For some reason, my body withered away at a blistering rate. Before my father could save me, I drew my last breath. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to that fateful day. The day the housekeeper's daughter made me donate to the school.

A collection of lust-fueled tales where power, control, and forbidden desires reign supreme. No fairy-tale romances—just intense, explicit encounters driven by dominance, submission, and dark secrets. Each story builds to a shattering revelation, leaving readers breathless and craving more.

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My name is Athena Argos, and I’m the future Gamma of the Blood-Moon pack. I should be training to take over my position, but instead, I’ve left my pack to find the truth about the horrific attack that killed my father two years ago. He was my hero, and I can’t stand by and allow the pack responsible to get away with his murder. Follow the story of Athena and her lycan, Enyo, as they uncover the truth about who attacked their pack. What will happen when they find out that they are chosen by the Moon Goddess to fulfil a centuries-old prophecy, and are the reason why their father is dead? Will Athena and Enyo be able to protect the ones they love and fulfil the prophecy? Trigger Warnings: Violence This story includes random and/or deliberate acts of violence towards others which may be triggering to some readers with lived experience. Please proceed with caution. Physical Abuse This story contains descriptions of physical and/or verbal abuse, including SA, which may be triggering to readers with lived experiences. Mental or Emotional Abuse This story contains descriptions of mental and/or emotional abuse which may be triggering to survivors. Kidnapping This story contains descriptions of kidnapping, which may include forceful deprivation of/disregard for personal autonomy, which may be triggering for readers with lived experiences. Death This story includes references to death, violence, and/or abuse. Please proceed with caution. Blood This story includes descriptions of horror, blood, and/or violent behaviors. Please proceed with caution.

After five years of marriage, my wife’s childhood friend posted a photo of a property deed in his social media circle with the caption, [Thank you, Miss CEO, for transferring the house to me.] I was stunned when I saw the address on the deed—it was my home. Confused, I left a comment. [?] Almost immediately, my wife, Alice, called and scolded me. "He’s a single dad, so pitiful! I only transferred the house to his name to make it easier for his daughter to attend school. It doesn’t affect us living there. How can you be so heartless and lack even a shred of compassion?" In the background, I could hear her childhood friend complaining bitterly. Half an hour later, he posted on social media again and tagged me. This time, he showed off a $150,000 sports car with the caption, [Paid in full! As the saying goes, where a woman spends her money is where her heart lies.] I knew it was my wife who bought him the car to make up for upsetting him. But this time, I’ve made up my mind—I’m filing for divorce.