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Cassandra Morgan thought her exhausting life was finally over. She went to a high end party to celebrate her freedom from her father's debt, but woke up in the next morning in luxurious suite and a handsome man was sleeping soundly. "You." The woman eyed Casandra. “Why are you so pathetic and shameless to bite something that is far from your league.” Cassandra found her phone, the first thing she saw was the text message she received from Rachel. “I sold you off. Sorry.” The man was smiling under the soft and silky duvet. His eyes still closed tight but he heard everything and felt amused by the drama. His back was facing them but his ears were clear as the sky. You awake? fucking asshole?

With the return of his memories, my husband, Trevor Beaumont, recalled that he was the Alpha of a wolf pack. He walked away, leaving me with a ruby necklace as compensation. The jewel shimmered amid my sleep, and a tall, burly man stood before me. The compensation came with a hidden bonus after all. Later, I sent a message to my ex. “Thank you for your necklace. The guy inside comes in handy. “We’re getting married, and since you brought us together, we’d hope you can be the best man.” Trevor drove through the night to our wedding venue, veins popping out of his face as despair swallowed him. “Who the hell put the man inside the ruby?”

The world has changed. All species have moved to their own island. Everyone is flourishing in their new environment except for humans. They are being bred as slaves for the rest of the world. The only problem is Samatha is a born a dragon, but only her breeder knows. She is given medicine to suppress her dragon side. That is until her new master decided to stop giving her, her medicine. Now she needs to learn how to be a queen to the dragon world.

After Derrick Moore loses his wife to a suspicious car accident, he decides to remain celibate for the rest of his traumatized life. But that doesn't last when an interviewee, Sheila Reese, a woman whose desire is to have him make love to her, walks through the doors of his office, awakening the feeling he had sent to sleep two years ago. Would he resist the urge to claim or indulge in the irresistible desires?

“Be sure. If we do this it is forever. And you and I WILL live forever. That is what it means to be you. You will live forever, but if you become my mate I will live forever too, and you and I will be tied for eternity.” Lyle’s eyes were probing. They seemed to be searching for the truth. Did she really want him for eternity? Amaris is in search of many truths none more important than does she want to spent the rest of forever with this one man.

At the dinner celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary, I held the pregnancy test report in my pocket, planning to surprise my CEO husband. However, the moment the doors opened, I froze. A stunning woman stood there with her arm intimately linked through my husband's. She clung to Charles Lawrence with the ease and confidence of someone who clearly belonged at his side, carrying herself like the lady of the house. Neither Charles nor the guests found it strange. If anything, they seemed entertained. Someone even joked, "Mr. Lawrence and Ms. Cooper aren't just ideal partners at work. Their chemistry is something to admire as well. I've personally reserved the presidential suite at Jubilee City's finest resort for Mr. Lawrence tonight. You can be sure no one will disturb you." Fiona blushed and slipped shyly into Charles's arms. He lowered his head and kissed her hard. They fit together so naturally, so intimately, that the sight was unbearably glaring. My thoughts flashed back to the night before, when Charles had pressed me into the bed. In that moment, I had caught sight of a strange message sent by someone named Fiona: [Everyone in the company thinks we've slept together.] Charles had explained that Fiona was only his assistant, a forty-year-old woman, and that the message was nothing more than a punishment from a lost game, a foolish dare. That explanation had dissolved my suspicion and anger. Then, I finally saw the truth. I was the one who had lost everything. Inside my pocket, the pregnancy report was crushed into a tight ball. I forced the tears back, stepped away, and opened the invitation from the National Aerospace Research Institute on my phone. Without hesitation, I tapped Accept. Three days later, I would vanish completely from Charles's world.

“I’m fine. You can put me down now.” Fortunately, he set her on the ground and reached for the towel. "This is the last time I'm rescuing you," he said, there was threat lacing in his voice. "Let's not make it a habit." Aerys tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Aerys. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with the infamous Alpha Thorran, and, secondly, she was positive that he was every bit as hot and dangerous in person as he was between the sheets. * * * * * Discipline and order are not Aerys' choice. After graduation, she expects to become a slave to a prison warden for the rest of her life, just like the rest of the delinquents. However, her fate takes a sudden turn when an offer is put on the table. Enter a competition. One to become a Phonoi (Ancient Greek: Φόνοι; singular: Phonos Φόνος) - a deadly assassin who works for Alpha Thorran, giving their entire life to defend him. To succeed, her stubbornness will be put to the test. And a relationship with the Alpha himself, although forbidden, might be the ticket to the top.

They say I killed my sister. That I stole her husband. That I’m a thief, a liar, a murderer. But none of it is true. I gave up everything—my youth, my dreams, my peace—to raise her son and honor her last wish. But to them, I’m still the villain. My stepson hates me. My husband despises me. And no one dares to hear my truth. When my only comfort—my late father’s cat—is killed as a cruel message, something in me breaks. I’m done begging for love. I’m done living in silence. It’s time the world hears my side of the story… And sees what happens when a broken woman rises. This is not a love story. This is my fight for freedom.

On the day of our wedding, my fiance Thomas Warsh was killed in a car accident on the way there. His adopted sister rushed toward me, clutching his ashes, accusing me of being a jinx who brought him misfortune. I was drowning in grief when a line of floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [You must remain a widow for three years for your deceased husband. After three years, he will be reincarnated and return to love you again!] [Don’t ever remarry. Otherwise, the male lead will never rest in peace, and you will suffer for the rest of your life!] That was when I learned that my fiancé and I were the hero and heroine of a novel. Only by following the spoilers in the comments and completing the storyline could I reunite with him. I did not remarry. Guided by the comments, I remained a widow for three years, and then another three. However, it was not until I suddenly died from a severe illness that I discovered the truth–the comments had all been written by Thomas. He had faked his death, changed his appearance, married his adopted sister, and fed me endless empty promises so I would continue to slave away for the Warsh family. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day before the wedding.

Il y a sept ans, Ann a fait quelque chose de terrible pour garder l’homme qu’elle aimait depuis l’enfance. Elle a épousé Luca, mais leur mariage est rapidement devenu froid, rempli de silences et de ressentiment. Fatiguée d’être l’épouse que personne ne voulait vraiment, Ann a demandé le divorce. Luca l’a regardée partir pendant qu’il accueillait de nouveau son premier amour, Lena. Puis le secret de Lena a refait surface : une fille de six ans, Thelma, qui avait été confiée à l’adoption. Ann est restée quelque temps pour le bien de l’enfant, puis elle est partie pour de bon. Elle s’est reconstruite tranquillement. De son côté, Luca a construit une vie en apparence stable avec Lena et Thelma. Mais le regret le rongeait de l’intérieur. Il avait laissé partir pour toujours la seule personne qui était vraiment restée à ses côtés.