Ten Lee

Trina Montenegros, the illegitimate child of her father and engaged with the son of the Dela Vegas group. She is a fashion designer, but she is accused of stealing someone else's design, so Darren Dela Vegas sends her to Paris to avoid any trouble. But what if your only husband on paper falls for you? Darren tries to chase after Trina because he doesn't want her to be far from him. But in an event, in an accident, he will forget you? After seven years, she comes back as a successful designer, and she will no longer allow her stepsister to look down on her. Little did you know, your husband, whom you thought was trying to forget you because of what happened, couldn't remember you. Is there still hope for him to love her again? Or will he remain a heartless and grumpy CEO? Will he still remember his wife, or will he still mistake her head over heels for him?

The white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small,shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her,as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes,it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her. She took out an envelope containing different photos of different people in it,she stared at the image with a mixture of rage and disgust. “Revenge!!!“ She yelled as she fell to the ground crying” “I'll not sleep,I'll not rest until you all are dead!!”

My name is Gwenn and I am a queen to an empire, an empire which is unnatural. I became one of them to help my people defeat our enemy only for me to realize that I am not just one of them, I was more. Prophesies foretold my coming, I am the reincarnate of a queen who was almost a goddess. If only that was all, then I would be at ease but with great power comes great responsibility. I have to battle the taint. He was awakened the same time the former queen was awakened in me. This time he doesn't want to fail and he is willing to go to the extreme. Last time he made my husband kill me. This time... Heaven have mercy on us all.

What if Sleeping Beauty woke up in the claws of the Beast? Taken from her family and her realm at just a few days old, Alora has spent her whole life hearing about the evil Lycan King who will hunt for her when she turns eighteen. The sisters who care for her decide to put her to sleep, in hopes of fooling the Lycan King into thinking she is dead. But when Alora wakes years later, she finds herself in the claws of the monster she has been hiding from. All but one of the sisters are gone and she acts as if she no longer cares for Alora. She is a Fae Princess, in a strange realm full of monsters. Each one is more fierce than the last, but the worst ones hide behind false kindness. With no allies, Alora has to look within to find the answers that have been hidden from her.

"You dare to call impotent? How dare you, Laura, how dare you tell such lies about me?" Nate yelled furiously, startling my friends and I. We were just talking about him, and I'd just confided in them that I was getting a divorce because my husband is impotent. I had no idea that he was standing right behind us, and now he's pissed, so fucking pissed! "I'm taking you home with me, and tonight I'll show you that I'm not impotent. I'll make you take back those words, trust me."

When my body was being dismembered, my fiance was helping my cousin choose her wedding dress. When he received my distress call, he said with disgust, "I hope you never come back! You can die with the bastard in your womb! Don't ever call me again. The mentioning of your name makes me sick!" After that, he found a body part of me in a water tank on the rooftop of a hotel. He thought it was a prank, so he actually ordered white lilies and candles to be delivered to my doorstep. Only when he found my head buried in the grass under his feet on the day of our wedding did he realize that it wasn't a prank.

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.

Broken, betrayed, tortured and losing the two most important things in her life. Eleanor Antonio vowed to be a survivor in the royal household of Alexandria. She was taken as a slave, inflicting her to encounter a lot of trials for a terrible misdeed she claimed she never executed. However, Alexandria Spencer... A great insurmountable king was hell-bent on making certain he grasps a life outta Eleanor for her evil sin. This unusual story beings with these two different worlds; heavy storms, and fiery emotions began to surge through their ways and into their lives. Lies, secrets, mysteries and perhaps, death. **************************************** “I will burn your soul just like you burned mine”

Kitten being smuggled, that's the truth of our cold word it happened before, it happens even now, but when they crossed my lines, they signed their death certificate. I saved her, I killed them, but now I have a baby kitten to take care of, one that I have no plans on giving up...not ever! Alpha Eric, the boss of this pack, I'm mated to three of the most powerful wolves in the pack, and now we have her along. This is a CGL story, you've been warned. Apologies for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."