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"Bitch! Still trying to play innocent?" Jasper said as he tightened his grip on Renea's throat and squeezed harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea... What was even more shocking was that the woman in the video was Renea Morris, but the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to get the phone out of Jasper's hand and tried to explain, "Jasper, it was not what you think... I... I can..." Jasper looked at Renea with disgusted eyes as he said, "Let's call off the wedding. I can't marry a woman like you." After saying that, Jasper walked out of the store. Renea runs after Jasper. But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the Vipers for the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adoptive parents were involved in this... They are all doing this to her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea's heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose them to the public... But before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she was killed... But when Renea opened her eyes, she found herself in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went back to the time when it all started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled into a cold smile... She was back... But this time... she was back for revenge...

She loved him in silence. He denied her without remorse. Alvara gave her heart to a man far above her world, believing his promises meant something. But when consequences followed, Adrian Vale chose power over love—and erased her without hesitation. Forced into a marriage built on cold rules and public lies, Alvara quickly learns that being a wife does not mean being wanted. Every kindness has conditions. Every smile hides control. And every mistake is hers to bear alone. When the marriage ends, Alvara walks away with nothing but scars and a vow never to be weak again. Years later, she returns...changed, guarded, and no longer willing to beg for what she deserves. But the man who once denied her isn’t ready to let go. In a world ruled by power, pride, and regret, can love survive after divorce… or is denial the one thing that never truly ends?

I decided to die on my 28th birthday. It was not suicide but homicide... by my dear sister, Susan Bruno. I had always known that she would kill me. I told my older brother, Barry Bruno, and he said, "Charlotte, don't always think so badly of Susan." I told my fiancé, Calvin Simmon, and he said, "You're making up a story to draw attention again." Hence, I decided to give them the evidence they wanted most—a corpse. I installed seven cameras, set up an automatic sending program, and wrote a farewell letter. I left clues for the killer, bait for Susan, and a time bomb for my family. Today, Susan texted: [Charlotte, Dad has something for you at the safe house.] I replied: [Coming.] Before leaving, I checked my to-do list one last time. Everything was checked off, except for one thing: death. I would die. They would never know that the moment my heart stopped beating... the countdown to revenge had only just begun.

Sa araw ng libing ng kanyang ina, natabunan ng katahimikan ang mundo ni Amara Alvarez. Samantalang sa kabilang panig ng lungsod, ang lalaking tinawag niyang asawa ay nagdiriwang, isang marangyang birthday party, inihahandog hindi para sa kanya, kundi para sa unang babaeng minahal nito. Doon niya tuluyang naunawaan ang lahat. Hindi siya kailanman minahal. At ang isang relasyong walang pag-ibig ay wala ring saysay ipaglaban. Tahimik niyang iniwan ang mga papeles ng diborsyo. Tahimik niyang isinara ang buhay na ipinagkatiwala rito. At sa katahimikang iyon, ipinaalam din niya ang batang dinadala kasabay ng pagtalikod niya sa lahat ng dati niyang pinanghawakan. Lumisan si Amara mag-isa. Pagkaraan ng limang taon, sa isang marangyang auction, muling napatigil ang mundo. Ang punong auctioneer—nakasuot ng makintab na bestida at may puting belo sa mukha ay naging sentro ng atensyon. Kumipot ang mga mata ni Nardo Morales. May kung anong pamilyar sa tinig, sa tindig, at presensiya nito. “Ang pangalan niya… Amara?” “Opo,” sagot ng kanyang assistant. “May nag-alok ng milyon-milyon para makita ang kanyang mukha, pero tumanggi siya.” Sa sandaling iyon, parang may bumagsak na pader sa kanyang dibdib. Ang babaeng limang taon niyang hinanap at pinakawalan ay nasa harap na niya. Kinagabihan, sa isang madilim na interseksyon, hinarang niya ang dinaanan nito. “Auctioneer Mara,” malamig niyang wika, “hanggang kailan ka tatakas?” Huminto siya. Hindi man lang lumingon. “Mr. Morales,” matatag niyang sagot, “diborsyado na tayo.” “Hindi ako pumayag.” Bumigat ang tinig niya. “Nasaan ang anak ko?” Dahan-dahan siyang humarap. “Mr. Morales, tila kayo ang nakalimot. Limang taon na ang nakalipas mula nang nagpapalaglag ako.” Nanigas ang kanyang mukha. “Kung ganoon,” mariing sabi niya, “ano ito?” Sa harap ni Amara, tatlong batang limang taong gulang ang sabay-sabay na humakbang pasulong, nakahanay, magkakahawig ang mga mata, at malinaw na malinaw ang sagot sa tanong niya.

I didn't think much of her during the interview but my boyfriend decided to hire her. Not only was her work substandard, but her attitude toward me was hostile. I found out later that she was his ex.

From a campus romance to marriage, Dominic Fleming had always believed he led a perfect life. His wife, Isabella Sinclair, was dazzlingly beautiful. Their daughter, Lilith, was sweet and obedient. Dominic sometimes told himself he must have been a saint in a past life to deserve such happiness. Everything began to change the moment Isabella's so-called "sworn brother," Alexander Grant, entered their lives. Alex's name appeared more and more often, and it crept into every corner of their marriage. For Lilith's sake, Dominic endured the strain again and again until the day of the accident. As he lay on the operating table with his life hanging by a thread, Isabella was not at his side—she was with Alexander instead. That was the moment Dominic's heart finally turned cold. So why did Isabella regret it? She knelt with Alexander, who likewise barely clung to life, and wept as she begged Dominic for forgiveness. "Dom, I know I was wrong. Let's get married again. I will make him kneel and beg you for forgiveness," Isabella said. "Scram," Dominic replied. Isabella nodded eagerly. "Fine. I will throw him out right now!" "Get the fuck out too!" Dominic barked.

“Benjamin, naging asawa mo ako sa loob ng tatlong taon ngunit ni isang beses ay hindi mo man lang ako nagawang hawakan! Ngayon, ito na ang pagkakataon ko. Ito na ang tamang panahon para bumawi sa lahat ng mga masasakit na pinagdaanan ko sa piling mo bilang asawa mo at bilang babaeng minahal ka ng napakatagal! Pinagsisisihan kong naging asawa kita!” Tumutulo ang mga luha ni Lunabella habang sinasabi iyon sa nakahiga at nakataling asawang si Benjamin Alvarez sa kanilang kama. “Huwag mong gawin ito, Luna. Sinasabi ko sa'yo, hinding-hindi kita mapapatawad! Bakit hindi mo na lang kasi tanggapin na hindi kita magawang mahalin? Na si Astra lang ang tanging tinitibok ng puso ko?!” Walang pusong turan ni Benjamin, puno ng galit ang mga mata. “Humanda ka sa akin kapag nakawala ako rito, talagang mapapatay kita!” Pilit itong kumakawala sa pagkakatali ngunit mahigpit ang ginawang pagkakatali rito ni Lunabella rito. ******* Mula pa nang highschool ay minamahal na ni Lunabella Cruz si Benjamin Alvarez. Wala siyang ibang nais kundi ang makasal dito. Kaya nang ipagkasundo silang dalawa dahil sa horoscope na pinaniniwalaan ng naghihingalong matandang Alvarez ay hanggang langit ang ligaya niya. Subalit ang sayang iyon ay kapalit ng tatlong taong paghihirap niya bilang asawa ni Benjamin Alvarez. Mahal na mahal niya ang lalaki ngunit may iba ito minamahal.

"You want a divorce?" His voice was ice, sending a chill down her spine. "You'll never get it." For three years, Bellatrix devoted herself to Cillian Laurent—Miami’s ruthless tycoon and her indifferent husband—hoping to earn his love. But when she’s diagnosed with a life-threatening illness, she realizes the bitter truth: she was never his choice. Just a placeholder for the woman who abandoned him… and has now returned. Determined to reclaim her life, Bellatrix demands a divorce. But the man who once ignored her now refuses to let her go. As buried secrets unravel, she discovers their twisted marriage was never what it seemed. Can she break free from a love that was never hers? Or will his obsession destroy them both?

Five years after I mated to Alpha Derek Blackwood, his childhood sweetheart broke her mate bond with another Alpha and returned to our pack. Even worse, I had depleted my life force saving Derek when he was mortally wounded, and now I was dying. In the less than six months I had left to live, I continued to play the role of Derek's good mate. Until I passed away. And Derek, after reading the journal I left behind, completely fell apart.

Moira wasn't the Luna he wanted. To strengthen the alliance, her father sacrificed her with a classic trap so that she could marry Alpha Jude Hammer from The Night Hunter Pack. The plan worked, but for seven years, Moira felt no happiness or love from Jude. Then, one day, she finds out the reason—Jude has found his fated mate. Heartbroken, especially since she had lost everything, Moira filed for divorce, left the company, and started a new life. *** I was startled by the commotion outside the apartment. It was unusually quiet for eight o’clock, and the sound I heard... I decided to check it out. Someone was standing at the door, which I opened hastily to confirm. Instead of peace, I found a new problem. Jude held the door, forcing his way in and locking it. He closed the distance between us, pinning me against the wall, so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. His strong arms wrapped around my waist, so stiff and tight. My heart skipped a beat, not because of lingering love for him, but because I felt disturbed by his presence. "What the hell are you doing here, Jude? You have Bella, don't drag me in. You shouldn't be here," I snapped, but it didn't faze him at all. "Screw Bella! I came to confirm something." He moved again, closer, so that our lips almost touched. “Are you drunk? Go home. You will only cause me problems. We'd been divorced, remember?” I said, trying to gently push him away. “What? Divorced? Don’t even think about it, Wifey. I didn't sign it. NEVER. Means, you’re still my wife. You're MINE.”