The Forgotten Heiress Kathleen

“Let go of me, Derek! You let go of me five years ago, why do you want me now? I asked with anger blazingly in her eyes as she stared at the man she first dedicated her life to.“I realised that I can live without you,” he answered, staring into her sea-blue eyes.“Well, guess what? I will live without you”After working her for five years to build her husband's company. She comes home one day to discover that her husband has filed for a divorce and is getting married to her best friend who was pregnant with him.She packed her things and signed the divorce papers ready to start a life of her own. Only to find out that she was pregnant.She decides to leave the city with her child after meeting Andrew, a billionaire who offers to help her.She comes back five years later as the CEO of the company her ex-husband is holding on to pay the debt of his company.What happens when Derek comes back begging her to come back? What happens when Andrew starts falling head over heels in love with her?Will she leave Andrew for Derek or vice versa.

"Luna, are you really going to renounce your Shadow Pack membership? Once your status is revoked, your mate bond with the Alpha will automatically be severed. Are you absolutely certain?" My eyes gradually grew firm with resolve. "Yes. I'm certain." The Alpha Council staff member across from me couldn't hide their shock. Everyone in the pack knew how deeply the Alpha loved his Luna. "Alright, the renunciation has been registered. It will take effect in ten days." I nodded and turned away, dialing a number I hadn't called in five years. "Tell Thunder pack Alpha, I'm coming home in ten days to inherit Winters Pack."

"Let's get married. I'll pay you any amount you want," She spill those words to him like they were nothing, while he stares at her unbelievably wondering how she got the guts to ask him that. "This can't work, Alicia. You're older than me. I am not ready for marriage, and even if I am, you aren't expecting me to settle down with an older woman, right?" Hearing those words from him, her heart shattered into pieces as she tries to fight her tears back. She's only twenty-nine and he's twenty-six for goodness sake. How is she old? After her first boyfriend ditched her and ran away with her money on their wedding day, Alicia has spent the recent years of her life, hating on men and vowed to never get married. However, her life became a mess after her parents wouldn't stop pushing her to get married, and now she has only one week to bring home her boyfriend whom she lied to reside in Asia. Do you think she will be able to bring home a man when she have known in her life? What does fate have in store for her even if she eventually finds a man?

“Please,” I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. His smirk widened, turning dangerous, and my heart skipped a beat. “Please what?” he asked, his tone mocking, daring. Heat flushed through me, my body betraying me under the weight of his gaze. My fingers tightened on his wrist, and I took a shaky breath before whispering, “Please make me come.” His eyes darkened further. He leaned in closer, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver through me. “With pleasure,” he murmured, and then his lips crashed back onto mine. --- She’s a brilliant doctor and the heiress to a powerful family, but she remembers nothing about her past—or the father of her twin sons. Still, an unshakable need for revenge lingers in her heart. Her world takes an unexpected twist when three powerful men step into her life. “Take me back, Astrid. I’ll do anything—please. I can’t live without you,” one begs, his voice trembling. “Miss Aurora,” another says with a soft smile, lowering himself to one knee. “Would you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” But unlike the others, his cold, unfeeling eyes pin her in place. “I don’t care about anything else. If it’s revenge you want, use me as you please, dear wife.” Aurora must decide: uncover the truth about her past and risk losing everything, or protect the life she’s built for her family. Will exposing her secrets bring the revenge she craves—or destroy everything she holds dear?

My mother is the Royal duchy and I am her sole heir. My mother was once deceived by my father, which nearly bankrupted our family. That bastard father of mine disappeared without a trace, taking the fortune he'd stolen from my mother and running off with his mistress. To prevent me from falling for the same kind of man in the future—to keep me from being fooled and robbed blind—my mother adopted two war orphans. She planned to raise them as potential husband candidates for me. But mother never knew the truth. These two men appeared respectful and obedient to her arrangements on the surface. But privately, they were both infatuated with my maid Josie. They constantly neglected me and made my life difficult, all to win her favor. My favorite, Marcus Reed, even gave up his own last name. He changed it to Josie's—Marcus Thompson. The betrayal cut deeper than I'd expected. Before mother died, she asked me the question I'd been dreading. "Which one do you want to choose as your husband?" But I had heard something interesting lately. There was a mafia heir—Vincent Rossi—who was notorious for his violence. He'd killed innocent people. Years of brutal fighting had left him severely injured. The doctors said he had less than six months to live. The mafia Rossi family wanted to marry him to a noblewoman before he died. I didn't hesitate to reach out to him. I offered an alliance through marriage. To my surprise, the Rossi family agreed. But on my wedding day, Marcus and the other candidate burst into the ceremony. They begged me to reconsider. "Please, don't do this!" Marcus shouted, his face desperate. "You can't marry him!" I stood there in my wedding dress, looking at the two men who had spent years ignoring me for my maid. Now they wanted me back? How interesting.

Everyone in Palermo knew Alessandro De Luca had a reputation. He was the Boss of the De Luca family, one of the oldest bloodlines in Sicily — a name tied to the port, the courts, and half the construction contracts in Palermo. Wealth, power, discipline—those things were expected. Romance was not. He didn’t chase women, and he never went back to the same one twice. Until me. When we broke up after a brutal argument, he did something no De Luca had done in generations—he stood outside the gates of the Moretti estate, my family home, for an entire day and night. I watched from behind the curtains and never opened the door. The next day, he came inside the estate kitchen himself. Alessandro De Luca, who grew up surrounded by servants, tried to cook my favorite seafood pasta with his own hands. He burned the sauce. I threw it away without tasting it. On the third day, he found the necklace my grandmother had left me—something my uncle had sold years ago—and bought it back, paying far more than it was worth, just to return it to me. At a formal family dinner, in front of elders and allies, he made it clear: No more women. Only me. It took him a year to win me back. That summer, fireworks lit up the Palermo coastline as he announced our engagement. I believed he had chosen me. Until the night of a private gathering at an old harbor estate. A young woman was being pulled forward in the middle of the courtyard, her dress torn at the shoulder, tears running down her face. Alessandro went still. Then he stood up. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t explain. He just walked toward her. And something inside me went cold. I rested my hand over my abdomen. There was something I hadn’t told him yet. He broke his word that night. So I broke mine.

I lived a life as a housewife for ten years doing all the household chores and trying to fit into the role my husband Mike wanted me to play. But I was not a housewife I was Hannah Vane, the daughter of a business family. I gave up my wealth to see if love was more important than money. I was wrong. The night I found out about my husbands betrayal something inside me changed. The weak woman he thought I was disappeared. I became The Architect, a planner and the rightful owner of Vane Industries. At first I wanted revenge against my cheating husband.. It turned into something more. I wanted to take down the system expose greed and become a woman who would not be powerless again. I was not just taking back my life I was taking everything. I was doing it as Hannah Vane.

"One contract. Two men. A deadly truth. Who will she trust, and who will destroy her?" She wants revenge. She wants justice. She wants to make them all pay. After her mother’s mysterious death, Gemini’s life spins out of control. Then two men walk into her world—each dangerous in their way. Gustavo, her father’s loyal assistant, is cold, calculating… and obsessed. He makes her feel like she’s never doing enough—and he won’t stop until she’s his. Then there’s Simon—a self-made billionaire surgeon with a dark past and a burning desire for Gemini. One steamy, forbidden night leads to an unexpected pregnancy… and a contract marriage that changes everything. Now Gemini is caught between a possessive man who would destroy her life to keep her—and a husband who would destroy the world to protect her. As secrets unravel and buried truths rise to the surface, Gemini must fight not only for her inheritance… but for her life, her love, and her future. Because the man she once thought she loved… might be the one who orchestrated her mother’s death.

They tried to erase her. She survived. Raised in a place designed to break children, she grows up learning one rule above all else: endure quietly. Hunger is discipline. Pain is routine. Obedience is survival. She doesn’t know her real name, her family, or why certain men with clean shoes and cold eyes always seem to be watching. Until the night she runs. Bleeding, hunted, and half-dead, she escapes an institution that was never meant to let her live past usefulness. What she doesn’t know is that the symbol burned into her skin isn’t a punishment it’s a claim. A mark left by a powerful underground network that doesn’t lose what it owns. Her collapse brings her into the path of three brothers who rule the city’s shadows men whose wealth buys silence, whose violence is surgical, and whose loyalty to blood is absolute. At first, she’s just another wounded stranger pulled from the streets. Then one brother recognizes the mark. And everything changes. Because years ago, the brothers tried to dismantle a trafficking empire known only as The Circle. They thought it was gone. They were wrong. The girl they saved isn’t a random survivor she’s a missing investment. A living mistake The Circle intends to reclaim. As fragments of her past surface, a terrifying truth emerges: she wasn’t abandoned as a child. She was stolen. Trained. Conditioned. And when she escaped, she didn’t just save herself she reignited a war. Hunted by a network that erases people without a trace, and protected by men who don’t lose once they claim something as theirs, she must decide whether she’ll keep running… or turn and burn everything that tried to own her.

I came home early and found my husband buried deep inside my best friend. I threw a wine bottle at his head, and walked out of the door. That night I ended up in a bar I'd never been to, and somehow in the arms of the most dangerously beautiful stranger I'd ever seen. No name, no numbers, just one night that I told myself it meant nothing. Six weeks later I found out I was pregnant. I didn't know if the baby belonged to my soon-to-be ex husband or the stranger whose name I never got. So I did the only thing that made sense, I ran and built a life in London from scratch and raised my son alone for six years. It was okay, until my estranged father died and left me his entire billion-dollar empire with one condition. I had to marry his protege. Zake Langston. The most powerful man in New York. The man who looked at me across that law firm like he already knew exactly who I was, because he did. He was the stranger from the bar. Now my ex wants my son. My dead father's enemies want my company and the man I'm forced to call my husband is looking at me like the night we shared six years ago was never finished. Maybe it wasn't.