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My husband's first love posted a video on her social media. In the video, the two of them were passing a playing card with their lips. When the card fell, their lips met in a kiss. They didn't stop—lost in the moment, they kissed passionately for an entire minute. Her caption read: [Still the same clumsy piggy! PS: Steve's skills are as good as ever!] I quietly liked the post and left a comment: [Congrats.] The next second, my husband called, yelling at me furiously, "No other woman is as dramatic as you! I was just playing a game with Lanie. Why are you acting crazy again?" It was then that I realized seven years of love meant nothing. It was time for me to leave.

When I was seven years old, a handsome man Mom brought home gave me a box of mangoes. That day, Dad watched me happily eating the mangoes as he signed his name on the divorce agreement. Then, he jumped to his death. From that day on, mangoes became a lifelong nightmare for me. So, on our wedding day, I told my wife, Irene Johnson, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." She held me without saying a word. From that moment on, mangoes became forbidden for her as well. … On the fifth Christmas Eve after we got married, Irene's childhood sweetheart, Steven Carter, placed a mango on her desk. That same day, she announced that she was cutting ties with him and fired him from the company. That day, I felt that she was the woman destined for me. ... Six months later, I return from overseas after closing a billion-dollar deal. At the celebration dinner, Irene hands me a drink. After I drink half of it, Steven, the man who was kicked out of the company, stands behind me and grins. "Is the mango juice good?" he asks. I look at Irene in disbelief, but she is holding back a laugh. "Don't be mad. Steve insisted I play a joke on you. I didn't give you a mango, just a bottle of its juice. "But I think Steve is right. There's something wrong with you for not eating mangoes. Look at how much you enjoyed it just now!" she says. I keep a cold expression, raise my hand, and splash the remaining mango juice onto her face. Then, I turn and walk away. Some things are never a joke. Mangoes aren't, and neither is my decision to divorce.

"Does she no longer perform?" "Where is the Gracious Angel for hell's sake!" "There is no ballet world without her!" On the day the Gracious Angel, the world's most renowned masked ballet dancer disappeared from the eyes of the public, the world of ballet...died. But the disappearance of the Gracious Angel birthed the appearance of Tessa Rashford. Anything and everything that made her a human being was given wholeheartedly to the love of her life, Tony Williams. Her love for him was uncompromising but the day she found a wedding invitation bearing his name, Tessa's world crashed. This led to an encounter with the most powerful man the world has ever seen, Doreen Williams. A single act transformed her life again and this time, Doreen vowed he'd be damned to let Tessa go when he discovered who she truly is and her powerful family.

Lara has always felt like an outsider in her pack, and she rejects the idea of the mate bond that assigns her a partner. And when she meets her designated mate, Tony, she’s disgusted by his immaturity and arrogance. Unexpectedly, Lara finds a second chance at love with Kelton, a pack alpha who has spent years serving his community alone. Kelton is hesitant to pursue a relationship with Lara, given that his first mate was killed by rogues, and Lara herself is a rogue. Despite their reservations, Lara and Kelton can’t deny their intense attraction to each other. As they explore their feelings, they must confront their past traumas and learn to trust each other. Will they be able to build a future together despite the challenges they face?

Serene Gomez's life is more like a mess, how does she cope with a gambling father, a mentally unstable mother, and a sick little brother. Her life was riddled with piled-up debts that she must settle. The ones who should stand by her side were her greatest downfall. All she wanted was to settle her debts and live peacefully but upon encountering him, her plans crumbled... Steve Jobbs, a thirty-two-year-old billionaire who was under the pressure of his grandfather to get married and have an heir. The young CEO only have his business at heart and nothing more. The affairs of love was useless to him. To abide by his grandfather's will, he also needed to find a woman... With the contract between them, can love happen?

Many years ago, Jack Banning was a top secret agent and former body guard of the vice president. His loyalty to the vice president and the nation was unbeatable. But he was set up in a cold-blood murder of the vice President's brother, Tony, by the enemy political elites who had wished for his downfall. Jack Banning was condemned to death afterwards. But right now, some years after, when death began to take its toll on the political elites, claims emerged that Jack Banning was on the rampage, wiping out the politicians. But how could a man who was supposed to be dead be running wild around the city killing? Now, his daughter, Miriam, from his estranged wife was the inspector presiding over the death toll ravaging the city. The inspector had some facts which nobody had. She was stuck between her duty and her secret biological ties with Jack Banning.

Previously, Emily enjoyed the company of many dear friends, had a supportive partner, and had a knack for ceramics. She was not a victim. Later on, she was left with nothing. Emily thinks her future is as barren as her body after she loses the partner who never loved her, the friends who feel she broke their trust, and the unborn child who was just beginning to thrive inside of her. Then, however, the neighbor kid, Steve, starts warming up. She was inspired by his guitar playing, and he pushed her to resume her artistic pursuits. At the community center, she makes new friends and almost gets her father to talk to her again. Living for the after requires letting go of the prior, but can Emily let go enough to see the beauty in her own life?

Ashat is a werewolf who's lived five centuries in sorrow and torment after his family was killed by an enemy-Baku. His world suddenly changes when he meets Merilee and he is finally able to love and be happy again. Merilee lost her family in a fire when she was five. However she isn't too sure about that. Her nightmares show her something very different to what her shrink has been telling her for thirteen years. She has a fear of letting people in and losing them. This fear makes her put up with an obnoxious boyfriend Steve until she's finally gets the courage to get rid of him. Then, she finally meets a man who she instantly has a crush on and ultimately falls in love with after their first night together. But Merilee and Ashat have met before in the worst of situations.

Ashley Steve a sweet loving girl is forced to go on a contract marriage to a man she barely knows.The son to Mr Grayson ,the wealthiest in the city of new York,who happens to be her mothers boss. Ashley has no say in the decision since her family is indebted to the Grayson. Rico Grayson is a ruthless billionaire who is strongly against the ideology of love and commitment.He uses ladies his to satisfy his desires. Ashley has no option but to sign the contract despite having a boyfriend she loves and cares for. Rico sets the rules guiding the do’s and don’t of Ashley’s stay in the mansion. She’s left with no option than to bear the harsh ,arrogant behavior till the contract is called off. Will she be able to cope with whatever Rico does to her?? How is she going to manage the situation she finds herself in despite having a boyfriend.. Can she melt the heart of the cold hearted billionaire?? Find out

Jarek’s hand slides over my ass like a challenge, slow and deliberate, like he wants me to feel exactly where he thinks I belong. I don’t hesitate. My palm cracks across his face—sharp, loud, final. “Careful,” he says quietly, fingers digging into my hip instead of letting go. “You keep hitting men like that, someone’s going to hit back.” I tilt my chin up. “Try it.” ⸻ My parents owed Luke Jones money. I paid the debt with my body, my name, and a marriage I never agreed to. On paper, Luke is my husband. President of the Vipers MC. Untouchable. Behind closed doors, he’s a man who can’t keep an erection and punishes me for it—with fists, words, and silence. The only man that ever gave a shit a bout me was my brother, Steve. Luke’s best friend. His VP. Now Steve is dead. And Luke has finally stopped pretending. He moves Steve’s old lady into the clubhouse. Watches her. Wants her. Just like he always has. I secretly divorce him, disappear to the next town over. And I walk straight into the territory of a rival MC. Its president, Jarek Solen, notices me immediately. He’s dangerous. Controlled. Watching. The kind of man who doesn’t beg, doesn’t threaten—and doesn’t take no lightly. I refuse him anyway. Instead, I prospect his club. Earn my place the hard way. I don’t want another man. But Jarek Solen doesn’t see me as broken goods or borrowed property. He sees me as his. And when Luke realizes his wife is gone and his control is slipping—Jarek won’t hand me back. He’ll start a war. Because the Biker King doesn’t steal women. He claims what chooses him.