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"We can't be together, Carter." I sighed deeply as I tried to talk some sense into him, "You of all people should know that" "Says who?" He argued "Me. Everyone. And even the contract we signed" I countered and when I realized he wasn't taking my words seriously, I parted my lips to speak but he beat me to it. "Fuck the contract, Hailey. Fuck it all" He said in a breath and pulled me in for a maddening kiss. ******** After getting betrayed and killed by her mate and step sister, Hailey is fortunately reborn. In her quest for revenge, she's given two rules. The first is; no one should know about her rebirth and the second is; she isn't allowed to fall in love. Breaking of either of these rules comes with serious repercussions. Hailey is fine with the rules until she meets him. Alpha Carter. The man who managed to break her walls. Will she chose her childhood sweetheart or the man who made her heart come alive again? Will Hailey's feelings jeopardize her quest for revenge? Or will it lead her into a much bigger problem?

Blurb Five years ago, the 18-year-old Mia was the most naive Italian teenager ever. The people she trusted took away her inheritance, identity, and fiance. Finally, she was thrown into the bed of a stranger. That night changed everything in her life. Five years later, she returned to Italy as a world-class model with a secret child. "Mommy, take a quick peek at that handsome uncle", the small girl with a ponytail cupped her cheeks and had a dreamy look on her face. Mia sighed and replied, "Chiara, don't forget our agreement. Anyway, that stranger is not half as handsome as your Dad". The said stranger had a darkened expression on his face. His subordinates felt the urge to laugh but his oppressive aura wouldn't let them do it. That was the first time their boss met a woman who wasn't afraid of offending him. Mia's goals upon her return are only three. One, bring down her enemies and take back her inheritance. Two, Restore her identity as an Arturo. Three, Find the man from that night. What if fate has other plans for her?

“Tell me what’s going on?” I snapped, tired of the unnecessary suspense. “I don’t know what’s going on either but it’s not safe here. Please stay where you are, I can’t afford to lose another person tonight.” He murmured as his voice shook with impatience. “Lose another person? What are you talking about?” I froze, thrown into oblivion. He sighed as tears mixed up his words. “Chelsea, your mother and your sister are gone.” ****************************************** After a series of life threatening events, Chelsea Ambers steps out of her shadows to defend her family and investigate the murder of her sister. After landing the most envied position in the business industry, Chelsea is faced with more trauma and confusion as all traces of her sister’s death leads to the two men she loves the most. Would Chelsea bury the past and let love reign, or would she avenge as she swore she would? ****************************************** “She was just a victim of a bad mood swing. Your father broke the deal, Chelsea Ambers.” He scoffed like her life meant nothing to him.

“A Luna is meant to be graceful and elegant not…” His mother sniffed, her nose up in the air, “not this.” Disdain and disgust dripped from her words. Every word felt like a blow to my heart, I kept still, waiting for Roland to come to my defense like a good mate. I sent a pleading gaze to him but all I got was an icy stare in return, but I still held faith in my heart. He sighed and his gaze softened with something that looked like self-loathing, “I'm sorry Selena, you're not just Luna material,” His gaze shifted to the person beside me, “And I'm in love with another.” There was a ringing in my ears as time slowed and my world came to a standstill, “W-what?” I choked out, dazed. Selena was the fat unwanted twin, the one her mate rejected for her prettier, slimmer sister. Once rejected, betrayed and left for dead, she almost gave up on life itself. When she stumbles into the arms of two alpha werewolves the world fears, she doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. Four years later, she returns, stronger and fiercer, a queen in her own right. The weak fat wolf is dead and in her place is someone they would never see coming. A weapon. Vengeance.

" LOVE is a positive word- a happy word but why does hearing it makes my heart aches so much. All the things i imagine being in love would be are the opposite of what I am feeling- of what I am experiencing. Maybe, I just perceive love very positively that I never thought it could give sadness,pain, sorrows and regrets at the same time. I expected too much. I loved too much. I trusted too much and it hurt me so much ... but never again will I allow myself to be hurt. Never again will I allow sadness to seep through me. Never again will I allow false promises to imprison me. Never again", says Gracelyn as she bids goodbye to the man she ever loved-Greg. Greg sighed deeply as he watched the person who loves him wholeheartedly go. He doesn't have the power to stop her and tell her that she love her wholely because deep inside he also doubts his love towards the lady.He is blinded by the past- he cannot seem to free himself but he also cannot deny that Gracelyn made a mark in his heart. Will they be able to find their chances of loving again ? Will they be able to free themselves from the things that binds them ? Will they find genuine happiness?

“Name your wish.” “Not many, just one.” Rakia gave Dashtan a suspicious look. The man looked curious. “Tell me you love me. I need your confession, that’s enough.” Dashtan fell silent immediately and stared at Rakia with a surprised look. “Give me time for that,” Dashtan said again after he had found the correct answer. Rakia sighed and nodded. “Alright... I’ll give you until the divorce date you promised me back then, if you don’t say anything until then, we’ll divorce and Dalilah will be the mother of your children and you’ll never hear from me again in your life, as if you never knew a Rakia Adeline. “ ** Rakia and Dashtan’s marriage was just a 1 million dollar deal with six months to go. However, as they lived together at the wedding, they fell in love. Still, Dashtan’s ex-girlfriend, Dalilah, tried to usurp Rakia’s position and wanted Dashtan back. After Rakia returns from Peru and completes her assignment as a journalist, she finds that Dashtan and Dalilah have officially married in Dubai. What will Rakia do about Dashtan’s betrayal? Hold on or Divorce?

I still didn't understand what he said. I couldn't think of anything I had done to hurt him. Maybe I was really clueless about what was going on in his life. I wiped the tears off my face with my sleeve. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled." He said looking away. I sniffed. " So....was ...was..what we had...was our marriage...fake? " He sighed and remained silent. At that moment, I realized that the man I had loved and spent 10 years of my life with not only betrayed me by taking another wife but tried to take everything from me. He came into my life for revenge; he married me for revenge, and he loved me for revenge. Revenge for something I knew nothing about. On top of all that, we even had children. My Father was on his side, and he made me choose ...Divorce my husband and lose the right to being his only heir and lose custody over my children or get used to the fact that my husband married another woman and lived the rest of my life in luxury and misery. I can only hope that someone or something saves me from this hell hole.

" Tell me what can I do to make it up for you?" He asks, taking a seat on the table near the bed, sounding guilty. Tho, I don't trust his words or feelings it can always change. I faced him, grinning violently as I asked, "Can you let me go?" He smiled. "Except that." I knew he will say something like that. "I don't wanna do this marriage. " He cocks his brow up in amusement before he chuckled, "I thought I made it clear when we met that you don't have any choice to make while you are here with me. " I sighed, with an annoy, he continued. "Though, if that's how I can make up then let's make a deal. " "What deal?" °^°^°^°^°^ Elina's life turns upside down when she got kidnapped by the man who appears in her nightmares who is none other than the son of ruthless Mafia, Andrew, and he, himself a rumored to be the most dangerous mafia in reality. Elina soon starts to hear and see the things she has no idea of and tries her best to know the reason behind it but she wasn't ready to find and process something more horrifying about Andrew and her's unknown past that was kept hidden by her.

"Mom, I don't get what's happening? Wedding?" "But darling, you already accepted the St Daniels' offer," Melissa said sweetly to her daughter. "I didn't know what I was accepting," Mari protested. "She pleaded with me to help her son Raymond." "Of course, honey, you're helping Raymond by marrying him," Melissa said. Her tone is filled with sweetness, trying to damp her daughter's fury. "And besides, this arrangement is crucial to your father. Tell her, Cullman, she needs to know." Mari's gaze shifted to her father, her eyes narrowing. "Catherine, my businesses are crashing and I'm on the brink of bankruptcy," her father admitted. "I couldn't bear the thought of my competitors gloating over my downfall. I had to strike a deal with the St Daniels. They were looking for a suitable bride for their eldest son, and...I'm afraid you're the price I had to pay, Catherine." Mari sighed, her mind still reeling in confusion. "But Raymond St Daniels is still in a coma, how is it possible for me to marry him?" Both parents exchanged a secret glance. Her mother was the one that spoke up. "Raymond St Daniels has awaken from his coma. But the doctors said he'll be crippled for the rest of his life."

I was eight months pregnant, at a charity gala with my husband, Don Massimo, when a rival family hit us. The crowd panicked. I was shoved to the floor, hard. Blood everywhere. Massimo lost his mind, screaming for medics, desperate to save my baby. But when I woke up, they were gone. Both of them. No baby, no Massimo. I remembered the gunfire, Massimo shielding me with his body. A cold dread washed over me. I hauled myself into a wheelchair and raced down the hall. That’s when I heard them—Massimo and the doctor. "Boss, I'm sorry. We did everything we could. The baby… he didn't make it." Tears streamed down my face. They killed my baby. The rival family killed my baby. But his next words shattered my world. "There was only one medical team. I had to make a choice. Bianca… she was carrying my child, too." Massimo sighed, then gave the order. "No one tells Arabella. She'll raise Bianca's son as her own. He will be my only heir." I slapped a hand over my mouth, my vision blurred by tears as I turned away. The man I loved was a lie. Fine. If he wants a war, he'll get one.