Six Wives

I was preparing a gift for our six-year anniversary when my best friend sent me a photo of my Alpha boyfriend kissing another she-wolf. "Wait, when did you get to Chicago?" The she-wolf in the picture looked a lot like me, but it wasn't me. That's when I found out that my boyfriend of six years had been searching for replacements for his dead childhood sweetheart the whole time. I was number 5. The she-wolf in the photo was number 18. I rushed to Chicago and tracked down Lucas using his phone's location. "Dude, this number 18 really looks like Ally, even more than Sophia does!" "Nah man, Sophia still looks more like her. She's number 5 after all - if she didn't look so much like Ally, why would Lucas have stuck with her for six years?" Lucas flicked his cigarette ash, looking completely relaxed: "They both look pretty similar, but number 18's way better in bed. Sophia's too uptight." "I heard you had someone pick out a diamond ring. You planning to propose? To Sophia or this new chick?" Lucas leaned back into the couch with a cocky grin: "Haven't decided yet. Why don't you guys choose for me?" I turned around, my whole body shaking as a chill ran from my head to my toes. After calming down, I texted my best friend: "Your Alpha cousin, the one who had a crush on me and waited four years - is he still single?"

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it to get even. He wants to make her cry the way he did. He wants her to pay for abandoning their child. But Killian didn't expect to see her like this. He expected a cold, gold-digging queen. Instead, he finds a woman who is bruised, broken, and scared for her life. The hate is still there, but seeing another man lay a hand on her makes his blood boil. Now, a war is starting in the Thorne mansion. Maximilian is a monster who won't let his "property" go. He starts to notice the way Killian looks at his wife, and it makes him even more obsessed and dangerous. Killian came for revenge, but now he has a new rule: If anyone is going to punish Seraphina, it’s going to be him. And he will kill any man who tries to touch what belongs to him.

For six years of marriage, Cyran Valehart and I lived with measured respect, as if we were partners holding the same scale in perfect balance. For the sake of my equestrian career, I refused to have children. He shouldered the gossip, endured the judgment, and stood beside me without hesitation. But when I rode into what should have been my final international competition, he went back home with his first love—her hand resting protectively over her swollen belly. "All these years, you chose the horses over me," he spat. "That damned competition meant more to you than our family ever did." His voice shook with righteous anger, but his next words cut far deeper. "Six years ago, I abandoned Celia once. Now she carries my child. I won't betray her again." In that instant, my marriage became nothing but a title. I was reduced to a wife in name only, a figurehead in his home, a shadow he no longer cared to see. During the very competition meant to crown my life's work, Cyran laced a sharp needle beneath my saddle, each stride of my horse a fresh stab of pain meant to break us both. I lost the match. My horse collapsed with a shattered leg. And in that fall, my dream and my marriage were crushed together—ruined by the very man who once swore to protect them. Later, he paid with everything he had, desperate to make amends. But no matter what he sacrificed, Cyran Valehart was already behind me, nothing more than a ghost I would never turn to face again.

“We signed the divorce papers six months ago. Tonight I’m wearing the lingerie he bought me on our honeymoon…and I’m not leaving his penthouse until he remembers why he put a ring on it.” Lila Grant never begged,not when Ethan built his empire on her late-night sketches. Not when he shut her out with silence colder than the marble floors of their Manhattan tomb. Not when she scrawled her signature on the line that severed them. But six months of celibate nights and whiskey-soaked memories have carved her hollow. One look at him across a crowded gala with his new fiancée draped on his arm like a cheap trophy and something primal snaps inside her. She kisses him in front of the cameras. Claims the mouth that once whispered mine against her throat and then she issues the ultimatum that detonates their carefully buried war: Thirty nights. His Hamptons fortress. One bed. No safe words. No surrender. If either of them says the word divorce, the other walks away with everything,money, pride, the last shred of sanity. Ethan never lost until Lila walks back in wearing red silk and the scent of ruin. What begins as a vicious game of who-blinks-first spirals into something darker. Jealousy that tastes like blood on the tongue. Sex that leaves bruises shaped like vows. He wants to punish her for leaving. She wants to burn the memory of his touch out of her skin. Both get exactly what they came for,until the one thing neither planned explodes between them: She’s pregnant. And the man who swore he’d never beg is on his knees

Finish the mission, Seven, or we finish your sister." My handler's voice is static in my ear. Clinical. My sister's heartbeat still echoes from this morning's audio clip, steady, for now. Across the Volkov's gilded ballroom, my three targets watch me with possessive hunger. Alexei, whose brutal hands lift my chin like I'm something precious. Dimitri, who counts my lies like other men count coins. Nikolai, whose kindness is the most dangerous weapon of all, because it's the first thing that cracked my programming. I was engineered for this. Genetically modified to be immune to their mate bond, sculpted into the perfect weapon to destroy the most dangerous werewolf mafia family in Russia. Six months to make them love me. Six months to kill them. My immunity is failing. I feel it when Nikolai's touch doesn't repulse me. When Dimitri's suspicion feels like concern. When Alexei's cruelty looks more like pain. The bond I was supposed to fake is stitching itself into my bones, real and terrifying. Now my handlers want the kill. My sister's life for theirs. But the man who created me is their uncle. This isn't a mission, it's an eighty-year revenge, and I'm the blade he sharpened to cut his own bloodline. They think they've claimed their fated Luna. I'm carrying the knife that could end them. And I'm not sure which is sharper anymore:the silver in my sleeve, or the hope in my chest that maybe, just maybe, I could belong to them instead of my creators.

The Rejected Luna’s Revenge: Six Alphas and a Secret Pregnancy Book 2: The Sovereign Queen’s Coronation The bond is severed. The secrets are out. And the Northlands are about to burn. After surviving three years of cold rejection and a brutal exile, Sierra Vaughn is no longer the "wolfless" Omega of the Steele Pack. Returned to her true throne as the Lunar Heiress, she is shielded by the Vaughn Circle—six elite Alpha brothers who have turned their collective power into a shield for her and her unborn twins. While Landon and Miles begin the surgical dismantling of Steele Industries, and Dr. Aaron monitors the staggering power of the pups growing within her, Sierra is forced to navigate the treacherous political waters of the Great-Packs. No longer a submissive wife, she must reclaim her voice and her strength, transforming her misunderstood power into a weapon that will unite the ancient territories. But across the border, Cameron Steele is falling apart. The Severance he thought would set him free has instead left a void that no high-ranking mate can fill. As the truth of Sierra’s heritage—and her pregnancy—leaks through the Steele Pack’s crumbling defenses, Cameron’s regret turns into a feral obsession. He didn't just throw away a wife; he discarded the Sovereign of the North. Lexi Hart’s lies are being dismantled brick by brick, but a cornered wolf is the most dangerous. As Lexi plots a final, desperate act of sabotage to maintain her stolen status, Cameron prepares to go to war against the Vaughn Circle to reclaim the mate he betrayed. He is desperate to apologize. He is starving for her scent. But to reach Sierra, Cameron won't just have to face her brothers—he’ll have to face the Queen she has become.

After receiving a divorce paper from her husband, six months after their marriage. Lisa tried to make their marriage work but was shattered by her husband’s affair with her cousin. Feeling betrayed and broken, she left to start all over. Six years later she becomes the most powerful woman in the underworld and a genius Doctor in the outside world. What will she do when she finds out the mafia who kidnapped her son for ransom to lure her to come and save the life of his dying fiancé is no other person but her Ex husband? Will she put aside her hatred towards the two and save her cousin’s life? or watch her die? Will she forgive her Ex husband for kidnapping his own son **** Trey Collins a ruthless, domineering and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man, who wouldn’t blink at the idea of murder, torture and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl city dreams to become his wife, but also terrified of him by his powerful and deadly aura. Trey married Lisa just to spite his girlfriend, Valerie. After getting back together with his girlfriend, he asked for a divorce from his wife Lisa, but she refused to sign it. But when she signed the divorce papers, he was surprised but feigned nonchalance. He thought she didn’t want to let him go, he thought she would beg. But why does everything remind him of her after she left? He thought he wanted her out of his sight and life? No! He must reclaim what is his and his alone!!

Emma and Luca have spent the past six years apart, during which time their mutual trust has progressively diminished. However, a significant life event has brought them together once more: their parents have orchestrated their marriage. This matrimonial union is strategically devised to unite their opposing mafia families, presenting itself as the most formidable business arrangement of the century. Conscious of the ramifications of defying their parents' mandates, both Emma and Luca acquiesce to the matrimonial contract with apprehension. Yet, beneath the facade of compliance, they each harbor profound sentiments for one another, emotions that have remained suppressed over the years. Will they succeed in transcending their animosity and rekindling their affection before external forces orchestrate their separation? Only time will unveil the outcome.

Shailene Kendra Aquino is a daughter and heiress of rich and famous businessman in the Philippines. Her parents forced her to marry the son of their family friend named Clark Alonzo Gonzales. As their parents forced them to marry each other. It’s been hard for them to live in the same house. Clark will try to ignore his wife while Shailene will try everything to make her husband to fall in love to her as her parents’ wants. They planned to end their relationship after six months even though Shailene really want to follow what her parents’ wants. How can they teach their heart to love each other without force of anyone? How can they face every challenges in their forced marriage?

Cela fait bientôt six ans que Hugo Fontaine et moi sommes ensemble. « Hugo, je vais me marier. » Lui disais-je. Il a eu un sursaut, comme réveillé de ses rêveries, affichant un air gêné, « Tu sais, Iris, dans notre entreprise, on vit un moment crucial de financement. C'est pour ça que je n'ai vraiment pas le cœur pour ce genre de chose… » Je souriais calmement. Il n'a pas compris le sens de ma phrase – je vais me marier, mais pas avec lui…