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On our seventh wedding anniversary, I found another woman’s lace thong in my bedroom. My husband, Mark Donovan, stood in front of the closet and said coldly, “She’s just a kid, Leslie. Don’t make this ugly.” That “kid” was pregnant with his child. That “kid” had already moved into my home, worn his shirts, slept in my bed, and made him cut down the magnolia tree my dead parents planted for me. Everyone in the Donovan family thought I would scream, cry, and beg. After all, I had loved Mark for nine years. But this time, I only picked up my suitcase. Because they didn’t know one thing. The divorce had already been filed. The Donovan wife’s emerald brooch had already been returned. And the evidence against his precious little mistress had already been delivered to the old Don. Mark thought I was walking out of his mansion. He didn’t know I was walking out of his life. Forever.

He needed a wife. She needed money. Love was never part of the deal. When ruthless billionaire CEO Adrian Cole offers struggling wedding planner Elena Brooks a six-month marriage contract, she knows better than to say yes… but desperation has a way of rewriting rules. The conditions are simple: No feelings. No jealousy. No crossing the line. But living under the same roof, sharing the same bed, and pretending to be in love proves more dangerous than either of them expected. Because Adrian is controlling, possessive… and impossible to ignore. And Elena? She’s the only woman who has ever dared to defy him. When past secrets resurface and real rivals threaten their fragile arrangement, the line between fake and real begins to blur. And the biggest mistake of all… might be falling in love with the one person they were never supposed to want.

Demie Argento has been living alone in Italy since her parents died when she was 18. Until then, she worked hard for herself everyday, not noticing that she’s been out of her league. A 24 year old woman, who had just graduated. Living alone on their house, without gimmicks and fun. She then admitted to herself that she needs to spice things up, if she doesn't want to grow old, a virgin. And she will do that on her birthday, and that is on the day of Christmas. Right timing, their family friend invited her to spend the Christmas with them, so Demie's plan was immediately formed. She will surrender her virginity to Alastair, her childhood sweetheart. However , things went wrong. Because on that night, she surrendered herself to Alastair’s older brother, Alessandro. Will a mistake spice Demie's life completely? Would they try to make it right? Or will it be just a forever hot mistake in Christmas?

Lina Flynn is 19 years old, young, trusting, and betrayed by the one person she never thought would hurt her. She wakes up in a cold, unfamiliar cell, her mind clouded with confusion and fear. Nothing makes sense. The last thing she remembers is the dizziness creeping in, her vision blurring as her body grew heavy, until darkness pulled her under. Now, she’s been sold. But how? And more importantly, who did this to her? The questions haunt her, refusing to let her rest. Then, tragedy strikes, but in the chaos, Lina finds a chance to run. To escape. To survive. Her desperate escape leads her somehere out of the ordinary , a werewolf territory ruled by power, instinct, and dominance. Now trapped in the unknown, Lina must fight to stay alive in a place that could either protect her… or destroy her completely.

“The final judgment has been made,” Alpha Derrick said. “Liam will be burned alive…” He paused, his eyes turning to me. “And Oprah will be buried alive for committing such an atrocious crime!” ********* She was his Luna. His mate. His everything. Until he chose to believe the lie. Accused of betrayal, rejected by her own mate, and sentenced to be buried alive while carrying his child, Oprah watched her world burn at the hands of the man she loved. But death didn’t take her. It remade her. Four years later, she returns, not as the broken woman he destroyed, but as a powerful and untouchable queen, hiding behind wealth, beauty, and a name the world fears. And she didn’t come back alone. When Alpha Derrick comes face to face with the woman he buried… and the child who looks exactly like him, his world begins to crumble. Because some mistakes don’t fade. They come back, with vengeance. Tour with me, for more in THE ALPHA'S GREATEST MISTAKE.

"Callum, why don't you spend more time with me?" As Callum Kilbourne's Beta, Lena Morrison keeps using sending documents to him as an excuse to badger him. Her voice is sickly sweet to the point I feel like puking. Thanks to my sharp sixth sense as a werewolf, I know immediately that Lena has feelings for Callum the first time she follows him into this house. At first, I thought even if this mate bond started from a mistake, at least my daughter, Mia Kilbourne's presence would serve as an anchor for both Callum and me. We'd at least make an effort to keep things peaceful on the surface. But when my five-year-old goes missing, I spend the whole night calling Callum on the phone. All I can hear is a cold, repetitive dial tone in return. The next day, Callum finally comes home, reeking of alcohol and carrying the faintest trace of an unfamiliar perfume. Suddenly, I feel exhausted. I don't even have the energy to fight with Callum anymore. A moment of silence later, I look up at him. "Let's break the bond, Callum." The Alpha, who's used to keeping everything under control at all times, suddenly glares at me with bloodshot eyes. He grabs me by the neck and pins me on the wall immediately, his claws soon tightening around my neck. "Break the bond, you say? What right do you even have to bring that up, Ayla Townsend?"

What will you do if you learn that all the legends are true? A brother and a sister who lived a normal will be in for a rude AWAKENING.

Sandra was a mistress: a temporary escape for billionaire David Kingsley. But in the shadows of his study, “temporary” turned into a dangerous addiction. When David brutally casts her back into the poverty she fought to escape, Sandra plays her final card: a lie about a pregnancy to keep him tied to her. The lie becomes a terrifying reality just as David announces his “perfect” life is expanding with a child of his own. Now, Sandra isn’t just a discarded mistress; she’s a woman with a secret that could topple an empire. How far will a woman go when she has nothing left to lose but the life growing inside her?

One night with the Vampire King ruined me. I was never meant to be his. My name is Rosalinda Grace Stratford. A human Sancta. Raised in blood and obedience for one purpose only. To be mated to my family's sworn Sanguinari and bear his hybrid heir. All I wanted was one night. One choice. One experience that was mine alone. Instead, I shattered a covenant older than kingdoms. Now I am caught between two powerful vampires. One bound to me by sacred blood law. The other claimed by soulbound fate. And the secret I have kept hidden could bring the entire vampire thrall to its knees.

The day my mom was beaten up for being a mistress, I slammed the family crest into my dad’s face. I had been studying abroad, and on my return flight, I came across a video. The title read, [Richest Family’s Heirs Defend Their Mom and Beat Up Mistress.] In the video, my mother was wearing coarse linen clothes while my brothers surrounded her. They were punching and kicking her. They even tore her clothes and cussed her out as a shameless mistress. Her eyes were teary as she desperately tried to explain. However, she was only met with mocking laughter. A stranger in haute couture stood shielded behind them, and she sweetly said, “Alright, I know you’re doing this for me, but we don’t need to waste our time on ungrateful people.” The surrounding guests showered her with birthday wishes and praised her for her graciousness. “This is the grace befitting Mrs. Roth! Do some people really not own a mirror at home?” “A mistress dares to call herself Mrs. Roth? Doesn’t she know the entire Roth family was built on her assets? Which part of her looks like a lady?” Hearing them call her “Mrs. Roth,” I clenched my phone, and the screen reflected my icy expression. I had only been away from home for three years. How did I not know that I had acquired such a despicable “mother”?