My Stepsister Stole My Groom

In the fashion industry, I was known as the most mysterious designer. I worked hard to keep my identity from the public. As I stood at the top of business, I was invited to be the secret judge of the Innovating Design Competition’s final round. The organizer reserved a VIP seat for me in the middle of the front row and ensured that my presence would not be revealed. Just when I was about to sit down, a new male influencer pushed me aside and threw his hand bag onto my seat. “What are you looking at, bumpkin? How dare you show up at the VIP section dressed like a beggar? Where’s the security? Throw this person out!” I swallowed back my anger and replied coldly, “This seat was reserved for me.” The influencer laughed. “Yours? Do you know who I am? Ms. Reid spent eighty million dollars in sponsorship to get me to come here! Ms. Reid has the final say in this industry. Do you understand me?” I could only scoff at him. How bold of the Reid family! Did they really think they could make this kind of decision without consulting me?

The first thing I do after being reborn is dump my devoted boyfriend and immediately say yes to the obsessive man's pursuit. In my past life, my so-called best friend, Sarah Cole, bound herself to an app that could transfer all of my boyfriend's love for me to her. My boyfriend was Luke Spencer. The golden roses he prepared for me ended up with her. The hotel he bought for me suddenly had her name on the deed. The way he looked at me shifted from fierce desire to cold disdain, but when he turned to her, his eyes overflowed with the tenderness I once knew so well. When I cried and demanded to know why Luke had changed, he just looked at me with disgust as he spat, "We broke up a long time ago. Leave my girlfriend alone!" On my birthday, Sarah went live online, flaunting how Luke had rented out the entire amusement park for her. Fireworks lit up the sky behind her in a blaze of color. And me? They worked together to have me thrown into a mental hospital. They called me a crazy woman obsessed with someone who never loved me back, and in endless rounds of electroshock therapy and forced medication, I died in despair. When I open my eyes again, I'm reborn. This time, I no longer feel anything real for my ex-boyfriend. Instead, I play along with Ethan Grant. I find it funny when Sarah opens the app again, siphoning away every drop of Ethan's overwhelming love. I really want to know if she can handle it.

All men are the same—unfaithful. That's what Aurora believes after being dumped by her long-term boyfriend. Wanting to get over the pain, she went out with her mom to meet her new step-father. However, she didn't expect that upon meeting her mom's new lover, she would also meet the person fated to be hers—her mate. The other half of her soul. The next alpha of their pack, Axcel Knight. Axcel wanted nothing but to mark her the moment his eyes laid on her beautiful face and smelling the sweetest, intoxicating smell in the entire universe. But he never expected that she would bluntly reject his claim. Dejected and angry, he left—not realising that he had made the most stupid mistake upon leaving her that night. Determined to win her back and her forgiveness, Axcel would do any lengths just to have her back. But what if Aurora no longer believes in love? Will he be able to melt the ice surrounding her heart? Or will the karma only hit him tenfold? But what will happen when fate has suddenly begun playing with their lives? Will Aurora keep her promise to herself? With the stress and pressure from their families, along with the unexpected pregnancy, could Axcel and Aurora get through with all these hardships? Will they be able to make it? Or just like every story, will their story come to its end? Can love heal the wound of the past, or will it only worsen everything than it already was?

BLURB Lena Hale thought heartbreak couldn’t get worse until she walked into a luxury restaurant with a Christmas gift in her hand and found her boyfriend on a date with another girl. Broken and humiliated, she flees home for the holidays, hoping her mother’s new marriage will give her a quiet place to recover. Instead, she walks straight into a nightmare. Her cheating ex, Bryce Carter, is waiting at the mansion… as the beloved nephew of her new stepfather. And her new stepbrother, Cassian Ward, the cold, quiet son who sees too much and says too little can’t seem to look away from her. Trapped together for Christmas, Lena is forced to face the boy who broke her and the man who’s slowly undoing her in ways she doesn’t understand. Bryce wants her back. Cassian wants her safe. And Lena wants to forget she still feels anything at all. But secrets run deep in the Ward family… and desire runs deeper. And this Christmas, falling for the wrong brother might be the most dangerous mistake she’s ever made.

Book 1: At 32 Alpha David finally finds his mate: unfortunately, in a human female, Ariadne. She is completely oblivious to their mate bond and worst of all she is married with three children. Even though he tries to speak to her and find a solution she always refuses to listen. So, David triggered by a scene he witnessed, kidnaps her. On their way back to his territory a terrible accident happens which causes Ariadne to lose her memory. Ariadne struggles so much with the new reality and the emotions she has for David. The attraction she feels for him is so strong that can't be avoided. Will she embrace the unique bond they share or her strong instincts will lead her to walk away from him? ~ Book 2 (16 years after the end of book 1): When her son's wolf appears, Ariadne is forced to return to her once-rejected mate, Alpha David, in order to help him with his first transformation. Despite her hidden emotions, will she give in to their past love, or will she turn her back and leave him once again? Alpha David Nathaniel Fortner is convinced that he will spend his whole life alone after his mate has walked away from him. He had caused her so much pain by taking her from her family, so the self-prison he had gotten himself into was quite enough of a punishment for the rest of his life. But the little spark of hope ignites again when his mate Ariadne returns with their son—a secret heir that he knew nothing about. With their bond flaring back into life and a powerful descendant who is rooting for them, will he now fight for his redemption and the way back to his Luna’s heart, or will he let her go one more time?

Alessia DeLuca was never meant to be the bride. But with the real bride dead and a wedding alliance hanging in the balance, Alessia makes the only choice she has left. She takes her sister’s place, and binds herself to Matteo Ricci—a ruthless mafia heir with blood on his hands. Matteo knows something is wrong with his bride. By the time he uncovers the truth, the vows have already been spoken, the alliance has already been sealed, and whoever killed the real bride is still close enough to strike again. Now bound by deception and trapped in a marriage neither of them chose, Matteo and Alessia strike a dangerous bargain, keep the lie alive, uncover the truth, and survive long enough to stop a war. But the deeper they dig, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because Isabella wasn’t just a bride. She was a threat. And whoever killed her is still watching.

Raleigh has lived her whole life looking at the world through rose colored glasses, seemingly nothing can put the exuberant girl down. That is until she meet the tech billionaire Logan hunt, the coldest and most cynical man she ever met, not only does Logan not believe in love, but he thinks her sunny attitude is ridiculous. There is an immediate clash of personalities between the grumpy billionaire and sunny journalist, but in between every thrown barbs and snide remarks is an undeniable spark, feeling that neither can resist. Their verbal communication filled with wits and banter, each of them meets with a mix of frustration and fascination. As they journey through misunderstanding and miscommunication, Raleigh and logan find themselves having a second thought about their beliefs and boundaries. Is it possible for two souls so opposed to find something in common? Can love bridge the gap between the grumpy logan and a sunny Raleigh

My family sold one of their properties to put me through school abroad. Nathan Kingsley and I had been together three years. Two of those were long-distance. Through those two years of me alone overseas, he never broke contact — airport pickups, long phone calls, every anniversary remembered. I'd never once doubted him. I thought distance hadn't beaten us. The day I flew home, he was waiting at Arrivals with a bouquet of flowers. He smiled and said, "Finally." We set the engagement date. We picked out the dress. We booked the reception. The day the wedding march began and I stood at the top of the aisle looking at him, I thought — these three years were worth every minute. Then the doors behind me opened. My sister walked into the chapel, in a white dress, and slid her arm through his. She smiled at me. "Sorry, sis. Those airport pickups? I'm the one who sent him. For the last three years, he's been mine the whole time."

Fresh out of the National Research Institute, I loaded up on my wife's favorite snacks and ordered a vibrant bouquet of roses, eager to surprise her. I stashed the treats in her office, then stepped out to grab the flowers. But in those fleeting minutes, a stranger had ripped open every package and devoured everything. I glared at him. "Who gave you permission to touch those?" He shot me a look of pure disdain. "Buzz off, flower boy. Drop your crap and scram!" The secretary at the door snickered. "You heard the man. He's Ms. Bowman's husband. Better run before he leaves a bad review." I pulled out my phone and called my wife. "Who is this guy in your office?"

I, Zadie Weatherby, am the daughter of Jacob Weatherby, the richest man in the country. Three years ago, I donated my bone marrow to my paternal grandmother, Marissa Notley. After that, I stayed in a nursing home so that she wouldn't worry about me. But when I return to Jirvia, I find that my brother, Luca Weatherby, who once spoiled me rotten, is telling everyone that Sally Weatherby is his sister and the true Weatherby heiress. But in reality, Sally is just an adopted child. The grandmother I risked my life to save holds Sally's hand and says, "Sally is my one and only precious granddaughter." They then claim that I was the adopted child the driver had found near a heap of trash. And so, Sally takes my place as the Weatherby heiress and even marries my fiance, Aidan Yorke. In my last life, I let them take my wedding dress and the trillion-dollar heirloom necklace my maternal grandmother left me. All I wanted was for them to acknowledge me as family, but they cruelly drove me to my death. Now, I have a second chance at life after going back in time. I rush to the venue where the wedding is being held. Once there, I tear the necklace from Sally's neck and strip off her wedding dress. "How dare you steal from me, you tramp!"