Six Months

Six months." That’s all he offered her. “I can only help you for six months. After that, I have to go back to my world," Victor said, his dark eyes piercing as he spoke. There was something about this man that sent chills down her spine, and yet, that same thing pulled her to him.   Sophia Martins, a sheltered 23 year old, had spent six years living a lie. Forced into marriage with her childhood crush, John Smith, she believed it was the only way to keep a fraction of her late father’s company. But when she learns the truth,that the company had always been hers,she files for divorce, determined to take back what was stolen from her.   Her plans for freedom, however, take a deadly turn when John sends a hitman after her. Just as her life hangs by a thread, a mysterious and devastatingly handsome stranger intervenes, saving her and offering to be her bodyguard,but only for six months.   As the days unfold, Sophia finds herself irresistibly drawn to him, only to discover that William, her charming protector, is not who he claims to be. He is Victor Falcone, the ruthless Mafia Don feared by all. As she’s thrust into his dangerous world of power and violence, her questions multiply.   Why did he lie to her? Why had he been protecting her?   Will their love be able to withstand the truth, or will Victor’s reality tear them apart?

My husband was out cold. Middle of the night, his phone lit up on the nightstand—chat app blowing up. I leaned over and grabbed it, quiet as a breath. Messages from someone named 'Viv.' Her last one? [Goodnight, Matt.] I had my fingerprint saved, but I'd never used it. Six years of trust. Six years of believing he was loyal—maybe too awkward to cheat. But something felt off. So I tapped in. And just like that, I opened Pandora's box. My heart? Tanked.

After six years by Archie Valez’s side, everything changed when his uncle died—and Archie took over the family legacy… and with it, the responsibility of caring for his “young” aunt, Betty Cruz, whose age was practically the same as Archie’s. Still, whatever Betty wanted, Archie delivered. I just never thought it would include a baby. Betty said she wanted a baby with the Valez bloodline. And with the uncle gone, Archie was the only one left to do the job. So he gave her that, too. “Just wait a little longer,” he would say to me, “Sabrina. As soon as she’s pregnant.” What started as once a month turned into once a week… Then it became a nightly routine. Of almost eight months that we lived in New York, Archie went to Betty over a hundred times. And she finally got pregnant. Shortly after, the Valez family announced that Archie would be marrying Betty. “Mommy,” my daughter asked softly, climbing onto the couch beside me. Elly—our Elly. My Elly. The daughter Archie never had time for. “Is someone getting married?” I held her close and kissed her hair. “Yes, sweetheart. Daddy’s finally marrying the love of his life.” Elly blinked at the screen. “But what about us?” I smiled. “We’re going home, baby,” I whispered in her ear. Archie forgot that I was Sabrina Marcellus. And the Marcellus women didn’t beg for rings. And certainly not love after betrayal.

Madeline is the black sheep of the family. Her father hated her since the day she was born because the day she was born, her mother died. Her father is to call her a murderer. Her biggest dream was to become the best chef in town, and when she went to culinary school, she returned with the hope of being a chef in her father's restaurant. However, her father made her marry her high school crush. The marriage did not last six months when his first love returned. Kicked out of the house with nowhere to go. She went to her father's house, but he kicked her out, making her sleep in her car that night. Little did she know that her fortunes would change the next day. Her grandfather gave her inheritance. Enough to start her restaurant. However, she went up at night and celebrated with her friend. She hooked up with one of her brothers and her ex-husband's friend. And he did not know that she was already divorced. They were both drunk and had sex. But he told her he is furious with her for sleeping with him while married to his friend. He told her never to contact him again, and she never did, although she walked out of that relationship with a package. Now, seven years later, she is returning home. her family and ex-in-laws' biggest enemy in the restaurant business, and she is her to take revenge! She is here to bankrupt them and tell them GAME OVER!

They named me Rose, but they forgot one thing: every rose comes with thorns. And mine are finally sharp enough to draw blood. In my past life, I was the fool who mistook a snake for a husband and a vulture for a best friend. I let them poison my father, steal my inheritance, and lock me away in a damp basement to rot while I was six months pregnant. I died in the dark, hungry and broken, watching the two people I trusted most wear my jewels and laugh at my misery. But death gave me a gift I didn't deserve, a second chance. I woke up back in 2023, standing at my father’s funeral with the taste of betrayal still fresh on my tongue. The world thinks I am the same grieving, " soft rich girl they can drug into submission. They think I am weak. They think I am an easy target. But they are wrong. This time, I am not just defending my father’s legacy, I am burning their world to the ground. From the funeral podium to the high-stakes boardrooms, I am reclaiming my power piece by piece. But as I change my destiny, my enemies are evolving too. Richard's temper is getting more violent, and a new, psychotic player is turning my game of revenge into a bloodbath. With the mysterious and powerful Derek Hamilton watching from the shadows, I have to decide: how far am I willing to go for revenge? Can I truly win and find a happy life, or will the thorns I have grown to protect myself eventually pierce my own heart?

Leo inherits his late brother's position as Alpha after seven years of dating me. He also inherits his brother's wife and the pack's former Luna, Jasmin. Each time he sleeps with her, he comforts me gently. "You're my only mate, Mia. Once Jasmin gets pregnant and gives birth to Blazetooth Pack's heir, I'll hold the marking ceremony with you." He tells me that's the only condition his family asked of him before allowing him to inherit the position of Alpha. Over the six months after returning to Blazetooth Pack, he sleeps with Jasmin a hundred times. He starts with only spending one night a month with her to sleeping with her every night. Jasmin was finally found pregnant on the 100th night of my staying up the whole night waiting for him. At the same time, I receive news of her and Leo holding the marking ceremony. Upon hearing this, my son asks in confusion, "Didn't they say Dad is having the marking ceremony with the Luna he loves? Why isn't he here to take us home yet?" "Because I'm not the Luna he loves." I caress his head. "That's okay, though. I'll take you back to a place that we can really call home." What Leo doesn't know is that I'm the only daughter of the Alpha King. I've never cared about being Blazetooth Pack's Luna.

Dying from wolfsbane, I came back six months into carrying his pup. I went straight to a witch, begged for a potion to slow down the pup's growth. Choked it down. Then every day, I padded my belly with rabbit fur and kept up the act. In my first life, Emily and I went into labor on the same day. She popped out a perfect silver-white pup. Me? A white wolf giving birth to some scrappy mutt. James—Alpha of Ebonfang Pack—looked me dead in the eye and swore I betrayed him. I begged him to test the pup's blood. He did. Results came back: father was from an enemy pack. He called me a traitor, said I slept with the enemy, cut the bond, and threw me out. Five years rogue gutted my wolf. Then he showed up again. Guilt all over his face. "Emily got played by a Darkclaw wolf. She's just an omega—she wouldn't have survived going rogue. I had to swap the pups. Didn't you get the supplies I sent? Whatever, it's over. I'll take care of you now." Emily shot me a look full of venom and passed me a teapot. Didn't even get a word out before the wolfsbane kicked in. I died choking, eyes wide, body frozen. But now? I'm back. I know everything. Let's see how they plan to win this time.

Kaia Gold’s carefully planned life falls apart on the eve of her wedding. Desperate for freedom from her family’s control and happily celebrating her last night of spinsterhood, she impulsively marries a mysterious stranger she meets at a lounge. But that’s the least of her worries when she catches her fiancé's shocking betrayal with her nemesis. When Kaia tries to annul her flash marriage, she discovers that this partnership could offer her independence while granting him freedom. She proposes they stay married for six months, a proposition Blaze accepts, setting strict terms and insisting on a formal contract. Blaze Black, the aloof heir of the influential Black family, once lost his childhood love to an accident and is forced by his family to marry the adopted sister. Haunted by his past, Blaze sees his marriage to Kaia as a way to silence family pressures, using Kaia as a substitute for his lost love. To Kaia’s shock, her fresh start lands her a job at Blaze’s company, where he insists, she also serves as his assistant with a mouth-watering offer she cannot refuse. Sparks fly as Kaia’s fierce spirit chips away at Blaze’s guarded heart, while their close quarters ignite an attraction. Soon, Kaia’s journey grows complicated as she faces envious rivals, family secrets, and a haunting realization of her true heritage. As Blaze’s feelings intensify, their marriage of convenience deepens, uniting them against betrayal and unveiling Kaia’s place as the true Silver heiress—and the woman destined to claim Blaze’s heart.

“Noo!!! This can't be happening!!” I screamed silently, my eyes shut tight, praying that the nightmare would dissipate when I opened them. But the cruel reality remained. Asher, my husband, held Theresa, my best friend, in his arms, his hands tenderly caressing her swollen belly. I felt my world shattering, my mind reeling in shock. Minutes ticked by like an eternity as I lay there, unconscious, but Asher's concern wasn't for me – it was for his unborn child. The word "barren" still echoed in my mind, a painful reminder of how he saw me. I had been blind to his desperation for a child, oblivious to the fact that I was just a means to an end. As I struggled to stand, my body felt weak, my mind racing with the betrayal. The memories of our three-year relationship, the two and a half years of supposed love, and the six months of deceit flooded my mind. It was too cruel to be true. * Alexandra's perfect life crumbles when she catches her husband, Asher, cheating on her with her best friend, Theresa. Labeled as barren and discarded, she later discovers she's pregnant – but Asher refuses to believe her. Seeking refuge with her parents, she faces heartbreak when her baby dies. Years later, Alexandra rebuilds her life, unknowingly falling for Asher's rival, Ethan Blackwood. But just as things start to look up, dark secrets begin to surface, threatening to destroy her newfound happiness.

The operation had just gone dark when the chatter started in the comms. “Easy, Zane. Don’t burn through another mattress.” A low laugh came through the headset. Relaxed. Careless. “I’ve been deployed for six months. I needed the release. And don’t let my wife hear that.” More laughter. “Right. Take care of the little mistress first, then call home and play devoted husband?” My phone rang. His voice when I answered was warm. Intimate. Soft in a way it never was on the field. He said he missed me. Said he counted the days until he could come home. I watched the live drone feed while he said it. What he didn’t know was that three months ago, I had quietly transferred into the family’s Strategic Intelligence division. Every operation his crew ran, I was the one behind the monitors—tracking shipments, rerouting safehouses, intercepting rival signals, listening to every word spoken over secured lines. The first night he slept with her, I logged the timestamp. 00:43 hours. When the call ended, I dialed another number—encrypted, family internal. “I’ll accept your offer,” I said calmly. “After this job, I’m stepping away.” The voice on the other end was steady. Controlled. Powerful. “You’ll leave after the Palermo Capture,” he replied. “I’ll personally see to your relocation.” A pause. “Three days.”