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I waited for Alex for over five years. I endured the whispers of the clan, the mocking gazes, the judgment from his family who never thought I was good enough. Still, I waited—because I loved him. I believed in him. I trusted that he would choose me in the end. But the truth shattered me. One evening, I saw his laptop left open. And on the screen—countless photos of Elsa. His childhood sweetheart. His first love. It felt like a knife twisting in my chest. While I was drowning in problems, silently begging for his support, he was smiling by her side. All those years I gave him... all that waiting… I got nothing. So I left. Broken. Exhausted. Done pretending I was okay. I traveled far from our pack, seeking solitude under the excuse of pack relocation. But the truth was, I was trying to stitch myself back together—one breath, one step, one bitter tear at a time.But now… he’s gone mad looking for me. Why, Alex? Why do you search for me now, after crushing me so completely? When I stood by you, you looked past me. Now that I’ve finally let go… Why do you care?

When Bailey Carter walked in on her boyfriend tangled in bed with someone else, she swore she was done with love, and with hockey players. Now, she is back in Michigan, working nights just to pay her grandmother’s hospital bills, trying to stitch her life back together one piece at a time. Then he walks in.Orion Hayes—the arrogant, infuriating captain of Michigan’s hockey team, and her ex’s biggest rival. He is cocky, ruthless and too damn gorgeous for his own good. When he saves her at a club being bullied, he offers her a deal she can’t refuse—pretend to be his girlfriend to get his family off his back, and he’ll make sure her grandmother gets the best care money can buy. But what starts as a fake relationship soon blurs into something dangerously real. Under the swagger and smirk, Orion isn’t who she thought he was.And the more he pulls her into his world, the harder it gets to remember why she should stay away. Her heart’s already been broken by one hockey player.Falling for another, especially her ex’s rival, might just be the biggest mistake of her life.

Everyone thought I was just an Omega clinging to Alpha Pheisar— gentle, silent, unworthy of love. In his eyes, I was nothing more than a burden the Moon Goddess tossed his way. But the moment he held Selene’s hand and vowed a mate-bond at the Moonlit Altar, I finally understood — I had never mattered. He never kept a promise, never cared about the wolf-soul I burned to keep him alive. So I rejected him. He thought I was being dramatic—until I bonded with the “comatose Alpha” everyone believed would never wake. When he knelt at my ceremony and roared “I only want you,” I simply replied: “Too late.” What they never knew was this— I was never a vine to be pulled or broken. I can stitch a wedding gown with devotion, and cut off a rotting love just as cleanly. I can be soft— and I can be resolute. The day I married Alpha Zander, no one expected him to wake—much less fall for me. But the first time I whispered “Mate” in his arms, the ice around him melted into pure devotion. And in the quiet dark, his hand firm on my waist, he murmured: “Pheisar is downstairs begging again…I’m feeling jealous. You’ll have to make it up to me.” This time— Pheisar will learn what kind of treasure he threw away. And Zander will know the partner in his hands is worth a lifetime of love.

As beautiful and desirable as Jenna is, she cannot be my mate. I break eye contact and turn to dismiss the crowd, determined to keep my distance from Jenna. As the crowds disperse, I begin to move towards the building, abandoned thousands of years ago by humans, a place that has become home. A shadow falls into step beside me, and I turn to regard them. It's my beta. Years older and more experienced, the beta had taught me all that I had needed to know after my father had been brutally killed in war. Even though he's my beta, I look up to him more than I'd care to admit. “The last thing I expected today was the announcement of a feast. I didn't know we had something to celebrate.” “It will be a small one,” I say, after I quickly turn. I am almost in my bedroom now, I have never been a prude, and I don't care that I am in the company of another, even though there's not a stitch of clothing on me. I move towards my wardrobe to make a selection, noting the dwindling collection in my closet. I really need to learn to shrug off my clothes before I turn, like the others do. “What shall we celebrate?” He asks, his eyes filled with curiosity. “The announcement of my mate,” I say, avoiding the wise eyes of my beta, a little afraid that if I were to make eye contact, he'd read the truth in them. “Your mate? Have you found her?” He asks, his voice tinged with excitement. “No.” I growl. I hate that I have to lie to my beta about this. But it's for the best. I am doing this for the pack. “Tonight, I, chose Violet as my mate

Millicent Andrews never expected her life to collapse right before her twenty-first birthday. One moment she’s a wife, a best friend, a girl with a future… and the next, she’s staring at her husband Brian Vel in bed and tangled in her best friend’s arms, the betrayal slices her open in ways she can’t begin to stitch shut. The divorce is brutal and the humiliation is even worse. With nowhere else to go, Milli returns to her mom’s house with her sick son. She reopens her small, struggling photo studio, just in time to learn the entire building has already been bought by Damon Hale, a forty-seven-year-old billionaire with a reputation colder than the steel hotels he builds. Damon wants the land, but Milli refuses to give up the last piece of her life that hasn’t been stolen from her. Their fight become heated, and combustible, until he makes her an offer she should never accept: marry him for one year to soothe his mother, live under his roof, follow his every rule…and in return, he’ll save the studio, every shop on the block and her sick son gets the best treatment possible, but she does. They hate each other and they’re nothing alike. The contract is supposed to keep their worlds separated, but forced proximity has sharp fangs. Meanwhile, Brian returns, desperate and regretful, determined to pull Millicent back into his life. While she tries to outrun her past, she discovers a painful truth about her own bloodline that changes everything she thought she knew, all while discovering Damon's darkest secret. What happens to their paper tie, when he discovers she knows the truth who he really is?

One year ago, my husband Killian came back home accusing me of poisoning him, with his childhood sweetheart in his arms. It was terrifying. Because what started off allegedly, became my cold reality with that awful text. “Have you gone through with it, Tamara? Our flight is at noon,” This made Killian even more hostile, he treated me with so much contempt, he broke my heart into shreds in his quest for vengeance. Fed up, I asked for a divorce but to Killian it was one big joke. He has every means to keep me in this marriage and I know it. But screw it, and screw him! I had plans, work, make money and get myself out unscathed. But then fate decided to throw me another curved ball… I got pregnant, and Killian was the only possible father. **** Damon had lived life with no emotions, no sentiments and he had always known two things, how to close huge business deals —- and how to make women squirm beneath him, until he met her. Hazel Simpson, insanely mouthwatering, and ridiculously beautiful, smart mouth and a gorgeous body. One glance and he was all in. But there's one huge problem, she despised rich, egoistic and arrogant guys, a hate that ran deep. He was all that in every sense of the word. So he set out to do the impossible, disguise to make her his, but at what cost? ***** “Have you forgotten that I'm just a divorcee, a broken woman incapable of love, Seb?” I ask him breathlessly, staring into his eyes. “I'm going to stitch your heart, Melanie. I'm going to make you want me,” Sebastian takes my ear into his mouth and nibbles it gently, sending shivers down my spine.

Ang pag-ibig ay isang laro na puno ng hiwaga at roller coaster. Si Champagne Miranda, ang nag-iisang anak ng bilyonaryo at tagapagmana ng Miranda Empire, na nagmamay-ari ng sikat na restaurant chain at pastry outlet sa buong bansa. Si Champagne ay isang dalaga, napabayaan sa kusina ngunit pinalaki ng mag-asawang Mercy at Herbert, mga bilyonaryo at sikat na chef. 5 years niyang crush si Stephan, ang anak ng kanilang driver, at ang kanyang unang pag-ibig. Ngunit sa likod ng matatamis na ngiti at force marriage, isang masakit na lihim ang unti-unting sumira sa kanyang puso. Natikman ni Champagne ang pinakamatinding sakit – pagtataksil mula sa lalaking pinakaminahal niya. Sa kanilang mismong tahanan, nakita niyang pinaglalaruan siya ng asawang si Stephan at ang kabit nitong si Pia Vasquez. Ang tagpong iyon ang nagbukas ng sugat na hindi lamang tumagos sa kanyang puso kundi nagdulot ng trahedyang nawala sa kanya ang pinakamahalagang bagay sa kanyang buhay – ang kanyang anak. Sa gitna ng dilim, isang estranghero ang naging sagot sa kanyang panalangin. Si Vash Delos Santos, isang tall, dark, and handsome billionaire at isang cosmetic surgeon na may-ari ng Vlash Aesthetic, sikat na cosmetic surgery clinic sa Bangkok at sa Pilipinas. Isang makapangyarihan at magiting na cosmetic surgeon ang nagbigay sa kanya ng pagkakataong bumangon mula sa pagkakadapa. Sa tulong ni Vash, hindi lamang muling nabuo ang kanyang pagkatao – nabago rin ang kanyang anyo. Ngayon, si Champagne ay hindi na ang mahina at inosenteng babaeng minsang minanipula ng kasinungalingan. Siya ay naging isang matatag, makapangyarihan, at kaakit-akit na reyna, handang harapin ang kanyang mga kaaway. Ngunit sa kanyang puso, may nananatiling tanong: sa paghihiganti ba siya tunay na makakatagpo ng kapayapaan? O sa piling ni Vash, ang lalaking nagbigay ng liwanag sa kanyang madilim na kahapon, siya ay matututo ulit magmahal?