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*COMPLETED* Lucy Mason is a girl with a dark past to her relationship with Kent Oliver Stone. He was the man who broke her heart. Years passed and they met again but in an intimate situation. Both of them got drunk and even spent one night in her house. For Lucy, she thought everything happened for a reason but it's all just a dream. What if the man she still in love with after ten years was happily married to her best friend Eloisa? Will she still loves him and willing to be his mistress for the sake of her love for him? What if she was willing to let go but found out that she was pregnant with his child? Will she takes the risk? Is loving a married man sin or a curse?

Broken souls don't heal; they just learn to hide their scars better.Anna Moreni has always been collateral damage. At the age of 4, she witnessed her parents’ deaths and was taken hostage by a warring mafia house. At the age of 12, the house was attacked, and yet another family won her as the trophy, and now she’s a bargaining chip at twenty-two.Kane Russell clawed his way to the top of the Outfit, only to have it all ripped away by a woman’s betrayal. Now he's offered a chance at redemption—and revenge—through an arranged marriage with a rival family's daughter.

Elsie Miller, just an ordinary girl that lived in ordinary life. Her life turned chaos when she accidentally bumped into a little girl that attached to her immediately after the incident.Dexter Anderson, the mafia king that lost his family and it turned him to a cold hearted, ruthless and heartless mafia-broken mafia. The only family left was his niece, Andrea Smith. He devoted all his love to his niece and willing to do anything to create a smile on her face and she was the cause he trampled into Elsie's world."You can't reject me. Once I decided what I want, no one can say no to me and you are included. I will make sure you come to me and say yes to my face. Mark my words.”"Haha. Very funny mister whatever you are. Let's see how you are going to make me say yes!”"Well, challenge accepted.” He cut off the line afterwards without giving me chance to argue back. Arrogant and rude. Now, it convinced me more that this was the right decision ever for rejected his offer.

The day after my best friend, Sarah Blunt married Patrick, the second son of the Brosnan family, I too became a bride and wed Matthew, his older brother. She married a swimming champion, and I, the rock-climbing coach. We thought we had our futures all figured out. Then, something happened that summer. The four of us planned a getaway but Matthew and Patrick’s baby sister, Megan joined us and our peaceful trip became a crowded affair.  While rock climbing, disaster struck—the rope snapped, and all five of us plummeted into the river below. The brothers rushed frantically to save Megan, leaving Sarah and me at the mercy of the river’s current, battered and tossed like driftwood. By the time the rescue team pulled us from the water, we were bruised, scraped, and utterly spent. In the hospital, Megan and I received devastating news that would change everything.  “You’ve been pregnant for 40 days, Ma’am. How could you put yourself in such a risky situation? Your baby survived, but your friend lost hers.” Shaken, I called Matthew to tell him about the pregnancy. His anger cut through the line. “You’re angry that I went to Megs first and now you’re trying to fool me with a fake pregnancy? She’s my sister—it’s my duty to protect her!” Sarah faced her own storm. Patrick practically scoffed at her grief. “Miscarriage? Do you expect me to believe that? The doctors said you only had a 30% chance of conceiving. I can’t stand women who create drama out of nothing.” Both calls ended abruptly, leaving us stunned as we stared at each other in the sterile light of the hospital room. In that shared silence, we made our decision—we would leave these men behind and start anew, launching a business together. But when the brothers received our divorce papers, they showed up at my door in the middle of a storm, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying through the night for a second chance.

BOOK TWO OF FATED TO MY LYCAN BROTHER The goddess's disdain for me reached its peak at this moment. Slade had slipped away, his breath fading in my arms. But how did he transform into Rafael, the leader of the rogues in the Eclipse Moon Pack? "You reek of blood, I spill," Rafael sneered, his Italian accent oozing with disdain. "Then end me," I murmured, swallowing hard as anxiety coursed through my veins. It wasn't mere proximity or desire that quickened my pulse. No, it was the dangerous gleam in his eyes—a promise of peril and sinful pleasure. "I have other methods," he replied, placing a paper on the table. "I'm rejecting you." "Why?" I stuttered, my eyes widening as I stared at the paper. "I used you, my dear. Your mission is complete. Return to your pack..." ______________ Winter, cast aside once more, fell into the clutches of the Rogue King. Divorced and rejected within a single day, she believed nothing could be worse—until she discovered him with another woman in their shared bed! Seeking answers about the uncanny resemblance between Slade and Rafael and questioning if he genuinely was her destined mate, Winter embarked on a quest for truth. He was Rafael—the deranged King of Rogues— both feared and revered; a forgotten past haunted him. The woman who had plagued his dreams had materialised before him, holding the key to his enigma. Yet, an unexplainable urge to push her away filled him whenever she drew near. Their fragile connection faced turmoil when a jealous ex-lover interfered, leaving Winter suffocating in anguish as she cursed the goddess responsible for her repetitive agony. Rafael, realising too late their destined bond, clung desperately to their fragile union. Would Winter forgive him? And would they uncover the answers they yearned for?

There was a ten-year gap between me and my sister-in-law, but we got along surprisingly well, especially given that we were both in an absurdly rich family. Then, one day, she came to me, bawling and clutching a photo in her hand. "Your brother is cheating on me! He has a family somewhere else! For more than ten years! I'm getting a divorce!" Crying, I showed her a message I got from my husband's mistress. "That bastard Christopher has a mistress! I'm leaving this home!"

Thaddeus Carter is on the journey of fulfilling his dreams when he faces situations that demands his decisions. Let's find out how he handles the situations and how he handles his big bad- Kong. He will do anything to save his neighborhood, but when it comes to family...

Katleah begged for him to believe her. “Marco, I didn’t cheat on you. Please... don’t do this.” But Marco’s eyes were cold. “Sign the divorce papers and leave—before I forget who you are... and destroy you when I see your face again.” She fell to her knees, clinging to him. “Let me go, Katleah. Don’t wait for me to crush you.” Her heart shattered. The man she loved now treated her like a stranger. “Why is it so easy for you to trust others over me? One fake photo and everything we shared means nothing? You told me I was your everything… Now I’m just someone you want to erase.” With nothing left to say, she walked away. Seven years later, Katleah returns—not as the broken woman he discarded, but as a world-renowned surgeon, a billionaire heiress… and the secret mother of his twin sons. She swore she’d never forgive him. But when their paths cross again, will revenge be enough—or will old love threaten her carefully built walls?

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."

Letitia Ellis is a 28-year-old lady who is uninterested in romantic relationships. She wants to spend the rest of her life unmarried and unattached. She's attractive and seductive, extroverted, self-assured, and rich, a complete package. Many men have tried to hit on her because of her feisty nature, but she doesn't give a fuck, she doesn't believe in love, and that's the end of it. This is the end of the discussion. Andrew Avellino is a 34-year-old man who holds himself to a high standard when it comes to relationships. Many young women attempted but failed terribly because he wants for his first to be his last. He wants to date a lady who will love him unconditionally, accept him for who he is, and stay with him till his last breath. He hails from a well-known family and is wealthy, attractive, responsible, and loyal. He believes in love and wishes to find his one true love, but ladies are afraid of him because of his cold demeanor. Many people admire Letitia, but Andrew is different. Andrew's cold demeanor frightened women, but Letitia never backs down. What will they do if they are forced to marry all of a sudden? Will Andrew and Letitia's marriage work despite their opposing viewpoints and dreams? Will they be able to find happiness despite their broken dreams?