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The powerful Stratton family, a tech industry titan, claimed I was their long-lost son. They brought me back from my remote mountain sanctuary. However, when I arrived, my father accused me of peddling superstition and called me a fraud. My adopted brother, the false heir, spread rumors that I was practicing dark magic and cursing the family. My uncle sided with him. He put on a serious face as he warned me. “Ethan, the Stratton family built this empire on technology. If you insist on this occult nonsense, you’ll leave us with no choice but to disown you!” Confronted with their ignorant ridicule and malicious setup, I felt the urge to roll my eyes. I thought. “Whoever said I came back to reconnect? I came down from that mountain to save your lives! Are you really too blind to see everything is about to come crashing down in your family?”

My fated mate, Riven, was the Alpha of a pathetic pack on the brink of collapse. For five years, I was his shadow, his strategist. I built his pack from nothing until the Alliance finally recognized us, and we were set to move to the fertile lands. Riven promised we'd have our mating ceremony once we settled in the new territory. But at the celebration feast, the night before the move, he threw me in a cell. He publicly announced that Jenna—the she-wolf carrying his pup—would be the pack's Luna. I couldn't believe it. I screamed at him, but he just sneered and pointed to a crystal pulsing with dark magic. "Jenna already has proof of your betrayal! Sleeping with Alphas for their support. You make me sick!" I begged him. But he just sliced my cheek with the silver-edged rejection letter, formally casting me aside. But he didn't know who I really was. I am the Alpha King's daughter. The strategies, the power, the alliances—they weren't his. They were mine. So I took it all back.

This is a story about a girl who wakes up being beaten by a person she didn't know. But then she realized something when there was a blurred memory popping in her head. She remembers her body was used to being beaten by the girl who is whipping her right now, and that girl is her sister. She used to call her a princess without power, and the whole town used to bully her. Until one day, everything changed when a guy suddenly showed up and helped her escape from those bastards who were trying to pick a fight with her. But the thing is, she didn't know she existed to be bound with that guy. A guy who's full of fury, violent in his passion, an arrogant guy that she dispised the most and, at the same time, a gentleman that she needed the most right now. What do you think will happen? Would she fall in love with the guy she despised? Well, the answer is "I won't fall for your stupid arrangement! I won"t come to you, i reject yo---- But again, it looks like fate has another plan...

Alan adalah seorang wanita nerd yang dijodohkan oleh ayah angkatnya dengan seorang CEO tampan bernama Gavin Wildberg. Pernikahannya yang dilandasi perjodohan tak membuatnya bahagia karena sikap Gavin yang arogan, dan diam-diam laki-laki itu memiliki affair dengan adik angkatnya Luna Wellington. Penderitaan Alan tak sampai disitu, dia dipakasa bercerai dengan Gavin Oleh Nyonya Wildberg, ibu Gavin, karena Luna ternyata mengandung anak dari Gavin. Namun, kisah itu belum berakhir. Alan pergi dan keluarga kandungnya menemukannya. Hidup Alan berubah, dia bukan lagi seorang wanita nerd, beberapa tahun merubah hidupnya. Sekarang dia berubah menjadi seorang pewaris tahta dan dia akan kembali untuk menuntut balas.

Outside the police tape surrounding a fancy hotel, a police officer can be seen blocking my way. "There seems to be a bomb hidden in the hotel! Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to get any closer!" I'm just about to dig out my work badge when the intern next to me, Christine Wyatt, covers her mouth in a pretentiously shocked manner. "Officer, there's a detonator and a timer in his bag! Those things look so scary!" The entire scene goes eerily silent. Almost immediately, I see a few guns getting aimed at my forehead. Anxiety begins overwhelming me. "I'm a bomb disposal expert from the Headquarters Explosive Ordnance Disposal Unit! My bag contains all the tools necessary to dispose of a bomb!" "Throw your bag over to me and keep your hands where I can see them!" Captain Scott Hunter roars at me. My bag is opened afterward. Things like an insulated cutter, a bomb suppression blanket, and a liquid nitrogen cooling tank are scattered across the ground. Before I can explain myself, Christine suddenly points at me while screaming, "Why are you still playing dumb? You just told me that you wanted to set off an explosion in that hotel! "What, now that the police are here, you dare not admit what you just said, huh? You're a terrorist through and through!" Scott reacts quickly by pinning me on the hood of the police cruiser with my hands folded behind my back. "We're taking you back for a thorough interrogation!" My heart almost stops at those words. The bomb that's packed with enough firepower to take out half a street has already gone on a countdown in the hotel lobby. But I, the only bomb disposal expert who can get rid of the bomb, have handcuffs put on me because of Christine's nonsensical accusations. Right now, there are only 29 minutes left before the bomb goes off.

I spent three days and three nights decorating the altar for my mating ceremony. My mate, Alpha Alec, used it to pledge himself to another woman. His dead brother’s mate. I rushed to confront him, but before I could speak, Serena clutched her chest and collapsed. Furious, Alec threw me in the silver room, leaving me to suffer as the silver burned through my veins. "My brother died before he could claim her! I was giving Serena the ceremony she deserved. Why did you have to ruin it?" "Serena's wolf is weak because of you. You'll stay here until she wakes up. Think about what you've done." Three years later, the Lycan King, Damien, returned to the North with his mate. He was hosting a summit for the Alliance at a top-tier lakeside resort. Alec arrived with Serena, who was dripping in luxury. He was there to beg Damien for control over the Alliance's new project on the Genetic Decay. He saw me being blocked by the guards and glanced at the file in my hands. "I heard you bonded with some rogue, a worthless wolf with a tainted bloodline, just to spite me. Regretting it now?" "If you beg me, I might consider getting you in." I didn't even bother to look at him. Damien had left a critical report at home. I had to get it to him before the summit meeting.

Lors d'un affrontement entre meutes, ma sœur adoptive Chloé et moi avons été blessées. Un Rogue m'avait mise en pièces, ne laissant qu'un amas de chair et de sang. Ma louve s'éteignait déjà dans mon esprit. Mais mon compagnon Alpha, Damon, a couru droit vers Chloé. Elle n'avait qu'une simple éraflure au visage. Il a refusé d'utiliser son pouvoir d'Alpha pour me sauver, m'accusant d'être la cause du désastre. « Hélène, si tu ne nous avais pas ralentis, rien de tout ça ne serait arrivé ! Comment Chloé aurait-elle pu être blessée ? » « Tu ne vaux pas qu'on gaspille les ressources de la meute pour toi. » Au final, on m'a laissé pour morte dans la forêt, sans lien, oubliée. Et quand la vérité a éclaté — que j'étais morte pour le sauver — cet Alpha au cœur de pierre, celui qui m'avait rejetée si cruellement, est devenu fou.

J'ai pris une balle à la place de mon petit ami, Leo. À mon réveil, j'ai décidé de lui jouer un petit tour. Je lui ai dit que j'avais perdu la mémoire. Je voulais voir comment il réagirait. Mais j'ai plutôt vu une lueur d'excitation dans ses yeux. Et l'instant d'après, il a fait venir son cousin, Dante, le parrain de la famille. « Voici ton fiancé, Dante. Vous êtes fiancés depuis deux ans. » Dante, l'homme qui était censé me détester. À présent, il me regardait comme si j'étais tout son univers. « Oui », a-t-il dit. « Je suis ton fiancé. » Très bien. J'allais jouer le jeu. Je devais savoir à quel jeu Leo jouait. Cette nuit-là, je l'ai vu sur les images de vidéosurveillance du manoir de Dante. Leo, au lit avec une autre femme. Il l'embrassait comme s'il mourait de faim. Il la pénétrait. Et il disait du mal de moi. « Laisse mon cousin s'occuper de Bella pendant un moment. Elle est tellement exigeante. C'est toi dont j'ai vraiment besoin, Scarlett. » Mon cœur s'est brisé. Il m'avait refilée à un autre homme, juste pour pouvoir s'amuser. Très bien. Je pouvais jouer le même jeu. Je me trouverais un nouveau fiancé. J'ai enfilé la robe de mariée. J'ai embrassé Dante — un baiser profond et dévorant, juste devant Leo. Et alors, il s'est enfin effondré. Il a perdu la tête. Il m'a dit qu'il avait eu tort et m'a suppliée de revenir.

According to company policy, anyone who achieves the feat of being the top salesperson for three years in a row will receive a thousand-square-foot apartment as a bonus. To achieve this goal, I work day and night, chasing every order I can find. But once I finally meet the criteria, I'm told that the policy has been abolished. Saul Hurst, my direct superior, brushes me off with a bonus of 500 dollars instead. Smirking at me, he says, "Being good at sales is all well and good, but you still need to improve your understanding of the company's rules and values. "Young people need to stay humble and know their place. Don't keep trying to show off. It isn't good to constantly hog the spotlight." I don't lose my temper. Instead, I manage to stay unusually calm as I took the "massive bonus" I got in exchange for three years of hard work. Two days later, our company headquarters conducts its annual sales evaluation. When one of our clients offers me a sales deal worth eight million dollars, I turn it down on the spot. After all, I believe that part of what it means to be professional is to do as my superior says. Since I'm supposed to stay humble and know my place, I've chosen to keep a low profile and not do anything that puts me under the spotlight. Besides, even if our branch fails to meet the total sales target, I'm not the one who's going to be held accountable for that.

Mon petit ami, Miles, m’avait enfin invitée au dîner de Noël de sa famille. J’ai perdu connaissance en chemin. À moitié consciente, je l’ai entendu murmurer : « Désolé, Eva. Ces voyous ont dit que tu étais exactement le genre de fille de leur patron. Trop belle pour ton propre bien, bébé. Ce n’est pas ma faute, c’est à cause de ça. » « N’aie pas peur. Si tu m’aides à rembourser ma dette… peut-être qu’ils me laisseront te récupérer. Je me rattraperai. Pour le reste de ta vie, je te le jure. » Il m’a fait passer par l’arrière d’un casino en me poussant dans un fauteuil roulant. Le casino de ma famille. Et le patron à qui il était en train de me vendre… c’était mon frère. Depuis que nos parents sont morts dans une fusillade, mon frère avait pris sur lui l’entière responsabilité de ma vie. Il était devenu bien plus qu’un frère : une figure paternelle, un protecteur. Mon idiot de petit ami aurait dû avoir peur. Il n’avait pas la moindre idée de à quel point mon frère me protégeait farouchement, ni jusqu’où allait sa cruauté envers quiconque osait me faire du mal.