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My husband's first love, Annie Quinn, suffers from a nosebleed. He decides to stuff me into the fridge and make me write a letter of apology in order to punish me. "Tie up the entire fridge with a coil of rope and leave it in the wine cellar. Let her atone for her sins there quietly." I keep pounding against the fridge door with all my might, even as it makes me bleed all over the place. I hope Nathan Grayson, my husband, can let me out. Instead, Nathan takes Annie on a trip to Arci where they have fun skiing and watching the penguins waddle about. One week later, Nathan opens the fridge after returning from his trip. The moment he lays eyes on my rotten corpse, he loses his mind on the spot.

Stephanie Young is left with a broken heart after her boyfriend Martin Clark forced her to abort their child. She decided to go to the club and offered a one-night stand to a random man. The decision on that night does not simply end there. The man she slept with was Lucas Miller, a billionaire from New York. Worse, Luke is Martin's business competitor. Luke went far by challenging Martin that he would take Stephanie from Martin’s hand. It was supposed to be a simple one-night stand, but now, where will it end? Find out more about the love-triangle story of Martin-Stephanie-Luke

I have claustrophobia, yet Luther Jansen abandons me in a stopped elevator so he can bring some flu medicine to his assistant. I ask for a divorce after that. He signs the papers without hesitation and laughs about it with his friends. "She's just throwing a tantrum—her parents are dead, so there's no way she'll leave me. "Besides, there's a 30-day cooling-off period for divorces, right? I'll generously let this matter slide once she regrets this, and she'll be back." The following day, he shares an intimate photo of himself with his assistant. "I want to record every moment of your shyness." I count the days until I'm free. Then, I calmly pack my stuff and make a call. "Can you buy me a flight ticket to Nanderton, Uncle David?"

      Ivy is a high school student, who loved to be alone after being betrayed by her father, cheated on by her boyfriend and stabbed in the back by the people she cherished the most. She turned cold, made a vow never to love again or draw anyone close.     However, her vows wavers when she came across the handsome playboy named Kai, who gives a fuck about no one and whose father is a billionaire married to her mother.     Will she be able to love again after what she's gone through and let Kai into her life, despite his advances?

This is the story where our main characters beautifully draw the affair with little romance. Jasper is getting rejected by his crush. Accidentally he found out his crush is an Alpha. Since he is the first one who peeked at him during the full moon day, his crush claimed him as his secret mate.   But to his misery, his boyfriend has another affair with a girl named Belle.   To his advantage, his crush couldn't resist and was still watching other men having crushes on him. So Jasper uses the opportunity to irritate him and allow him to be only his.

Tori thought heartbreak was the worst she’d ever face, until betrayal turned deadly. Caught in a nightmare she can’t escape, she wakes in a strange, brutal world where survival comes at a cost. “Seeve us and I will spare thise girls.” The only way she could save the others was only if she accepts to be theirs. The three ruthless brothers. Kael, a dangerously alluring Alpha, decides her fate, sparing her while the others are left to perish. Now, she was stuck with them. Not just a random person, but for their pleasure too.

The Alpha's daughter of a rival pack, the last living pack member of the Blood Moon pack was taken by The Black River Alpha and was going to be forced to be mated to one of his three sons when she turned 18 to use her strong bloodline for heirs. There starts to be random disappearances and then people start turning up dead. No one has any clues or ideas of who is doing it. No one suspects that the weak, scared, timid girl was actually a trained assassin since birth, and she is out for a revenge she has planned since the day she was taken.

[WARNING: This novel contains EXPLICIT CONTENT. Not suitable for YOUNG READERS] My naivety was immediately noticed when I tried reciprocating his kisses. Ethan paused and looked deeply into my eyes as if he was trying to draw energy from mine “I can wait,” he whispered while caressing my hair. “Go on” I said without hesitation. I was already lost in passion. I was so f*cking h*rny. In my own defence, he is now my husband and so there's nothing wrong with that.

I got off work early and walked into the living room, only to find my wife lounging lazily on the couch. And next to her? Some random dude I didn't recognize. "Babe, you know I'm obsessed with that sweet, milky smell," he said, sipping away like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. That was it—I completely lost it. Meanwhile, our baby was in the corner, crying her lungs out, hungry and ignored. I didn't even think twice. I grabbed the broom by the door and stormed in, ready to raise hell.

The Rossi mafia family followed an ancestral rule. Before marriage, the heir received one chance each year to draw lots. Drawing a fortunate lot meant he could choose his own spouse and avoid an arranged marriage. Dante Rossi drew an unfortunate lot for five consecutive years, and I, who had been dating him for seven years, never managed to marry him. This year marked the sixth year. I overheard his conversation with Marco Valentino, the Underboss. "Mr. Rossi, you drew a fortunate lot again." Dante's voice carried an unprecedented coldness. "Same as always, switch it to an unfortunate lot." Marco hesitated, then tried to persuade him. "Mr. Rossi, you've switched it for five years straight. Aren't you worried Celia will leave? Celia's the most beautiful woman in Nopales. Half the men in the city are chasing her." Dante said with absolute certainty, "She won't. Celia loves me too much. She won't marry anyone else. "Years ago, Livia's father died saving me. His dying wish was for me to stay by her side for five years. After this year ends, I'll give Celia a grand wedding as compensation." My last shred of hope died after I heard those words. Dante probably did not know that the Rossi family had one final ancestral rule. If the heir failed to draw a fortunate lot six times, he would lose the right to choose his own marriage. Moreover, I would soon be marrying someone else.