Saturday Morning Jumped Out Of Bed

Ariana Lubove and Spencer Ulrich have been married for three years. She doesn't hope to win his heart, but she thinks that she's at least special to him. To her devastation, he finds himself a mistress and treats her like she's his treasure. Ariana finally faces reality and gets a divorce. She turns to leave without another look back. Five years later, she shows up with a little boy by her side. Spencer looks at the boy and snorts. "You're a little bastard." The boy gives him an equally icy look. "And you're an old bastard." Five years is enough for Spencer to turn a new leaf and start with a clean slate. He's confident he can win Ariana's heart again. But why the hell does he have rivals in love all over the world?

I've been in a coma for six months after a car accident. When I finally wake up, the first thing I hear is something sloppy in my hospital ward. My girlfriend, Quinn Simpson, is in here. She's kissing Chad Scott, her true love. Chad looks uneasy as he glances at me every few seconds. "Quinn, don't do this. I heard coma patients can still hear things. If Mateo hears us—" Quinn scoffs, completely unbothered. "So what? He's a vegetable. Probably won't wake up for the rest of his life. It's better this way, isn't it? Didn't you say you liked living on the edge?" They talk trash about me right in front of my face. I can even feel the contempt in Quinn's eyes. When the two of them finally leave, they don't notice the effort it takes for me to crack my eyes open. But the nurse who walks in next does. She sees it immediately and slams the emergency button. Once I start regaining strength, the first thing I do is send a message to my parents. "Mom, Dad, I'll do the arranged marriage."

To temper my attitude, Frederick Burke throws me into the mountains. What he doesn't know is that this mountain lies deep within a high-radiation zone. Five months later, he finally shows up with a group of people to bring me back. However, my body is already starting to rot from the radiation. "Anastasia, if you hadn't pushed Colette down the stairs, I wouldn't have punished you like this. I wouldn't have left you to rot on this godforsaken mountain. Do you admit your mistake now?" I kneel on the ground and prostrate myself before Colette Reeves. Frederick freezes and instinctively reaches out to help me up. "Alright, there's no need for this…" I say nothing. I just quietly watch as he grabs my arm. Unbeknownst to him, my body is already soaked in radiation after months in this mountain. Anyone who touches me will slowly begin to rot, too...

I was the prime example of an understanding wife. The Supporting wife. The loving wife. The faithful wife. The trusting wife. I did everything. I gave my husband everything. Ten years of my life. My inheritance. My heart. And in the end, he repaid me with a suprise second family. He repaid me with A mistress and A daughter. That was the result of everything I ever gave him. But Here’s the thing—my husband thinks I’m stupid. He thinks I’m a fool, blinded by love. He mistook my loyalty for weakness. But he doesn’t know me. He underestimated the things I would do. He underestimated the thin line between love and hate. He underestimated me. And now, I crave revenge. He’s about to find out—revenge is a dish best served…with a glass of champagne to celebrate.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Chantelle, a reckless billionaire heiress scarred by her past, seeks to control men around her, and Jace, her self-righteous bodyguard scarred by war and manipulation, finds it difficult to work with her. Could these two blur the lines of duty and passion between them and find solace in each other?

“I, Alder Lewiston, the future Alpha of the Sky Prowlers Pack, hereby rejects you Cassandra Bellevue as my mate!” “I refuse to be paired with such a weakling like yourself” “you should have known that I'll never accept you” “Are you even a werewolf or a human?” “You disgust me. Get out of my sight!” There, Cassandra sat dejected as her very own mate uttered such heartbreaking words to her. Her parents were mere omegas, but she was the weakest wolf in the whole pack. After she bitterly accepted Alder's rejection, what happened to her next? Her life took a drastic turn once she realized her true identity. Who truly is she? Will she forget about the painful rejection…..or come back for him?

Zayn Ulrich and I have dated for seven years. However, when he's prosecuted and sent to prison, I leave him without hesitation. I turn to his best friend instead. Now, Zayn is out of prison. He rises from the ashes and uses every means possible to force me into marrying him. Everyone says he truly loves me, but no one knows the truth. Every night after our wedding, he brings different women into our bed, not even sparing my own sister. This is his punishment for my so-called betrayal. What he doesn't know is that I risked my life to clear his name—I willingly walked into a mafia hideout and traded one kidney and half my liver for the key evidence that saved him. Unfortunately, my time is running out.

After my older sister, Cecilia, and I hit adulthood, our parents dropped a bomb: one of us had to run the family business, the other had to marry into the Spencer family in Norwick City. Cecilia, blinded by greed, called dibs on the company without blinking. Problem was, she was all talk. Spent her days jet-setting and partying while the business tanked. Within a year, she'd burned it all to the ground. Me? I got the Spencer name and popped out two boys, locking in my spot as the rich wife. Cecilia couldn't handle it. Jealousy made her snap—she straight-up stabbed me at a family party. Next thing I knew, I was back on the day we had to choose. Cecilia didn't even pause. "I'll marry into the Spencer family. The business can go to Demi." I laughed. My poor, clueless sister—she had no idea she was walking straight into hell.

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

What will happen if a woman who's only twenty-two encounter a rude CEO? Their paths crossed but when he told her that he's not human, fear occupied her immediately. He's one of the seven deadly sins. The sin of greed who's always greedy. One of the top vampire's who has an extremely good-looking face. Women adore him, but when he found her scent, he became addicted to her and only her. - You live to serve me. You serve to satisfy me, and you satisfy to die for me. -