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I had just returned from studying design abroad when my grandfather insisted that he had already arranged a childhood betrothal for me. The moment I got back to the country, he dragged me straight to the Hunt family's residence to discuss the engagement. The adults talked endlessly, and I quickly grew bored sitting there. Slipping away quietly, I wandered into the Hunt family garden for a walk. Out of nowhere, a woman rushed toward me and slapped me hard across the face. "Where did this shameless woman come from? How dare you steal my things!" I covered my cheek and stared at her in shock. The woman lifted her chin arrogantly, her tone dripping with condescension, as if she were granti

On the night of her engagement, Lydia Sinclair's perfect life shatters. She catches her fiancé in bed with her own sister. But before the heat could settle, Lydia is arrested for murder. With overwhelming evidence against her and even her own family beginning to doubt her innocence, Lydia is left with only one option: sign a marriage contract with Adrian Harold. Everyone believes Adrian is helping a murderer. They're wrong. Adrian has secrets of his own, and Lydia may be the missing piece to a deadly mystery that destroyed his family years ago. As lies unravel, hidden fortunes surface, and enemies close in from every direction, Lydia must uncover the truth before she los

Ronan Blackthorne gets the same coffee every morning. Black, no sugar. From the same girl who doesn't even know he's worth billions. Annabelle thinks he's just another suit with good tips and a nice smile. She has no clue he owns half of Manhattan. Here's the thing though, Ronan's got a problem. His dead father just screwed him over big time. Turns out daddy had a secret daughter somewhere, and she owns 35% of everything Ronan thought was his. Now he's hunting this mystery girl down because his psychotic mother Victoria won't shut up about finding her and making the problem disappear. The barista he's falling for is the girl he's looking for.

Within hours of my birth, three dogs in our neighborhood died. My parents became convinced it was some kind of omen. They went to a self-proclaimed psychic, who told them I had been born to suffer in my younger brother's place. From that day on, every time something went wrong in my life, they treated it as proof that I was protecting him. Years later, on my birthday, I came down with a fever of 106 degrees. I could barely keep my eyes open. Mom still hauled me out of bed and dragged me into the bathroom. "Get up! Your brother has an important exam tomorrow, and you need to pray that nothing goes wrong." She turned on the shower and shoved me under the freezing water. My whole body st

**Dangerous Addiction: The Woman He Couldn't Replace** Regina Kingston built her life with her own hands — a thriving architecture firm, a marriage she chose freely, a love she never stopped fighting for. But for three years, she has shared her husband with a ghost. Alexander Kingston is everything a woman could want on paper: billionaire, powerful, devastatingly controlled. What no one knows is that beneath the empire he built lies a grief he never buried — Rosalie Hart, his first love, dead in a fire six years ago, and somehow still occupying every locked door, every silence, every place in his heart Regina was never allowed to enter. On their anniversary, while Regina prepares a

On our sixth wedding anniversary, my cheeks burn as I dodge my husband, Ethan Grant, leaning in for a hungry kiss. I push him toward the nightstand for a rubber. What he doesn't know is that I've tucked a surprise in there, a positive pregnancy test. I can already see it, the way his whole face will light up the second he finds it. But the moment his hand goes for the drawer, his phone goes off. His best friend, Henry Miller, comes on the line in Danish. "Mr. Grant, how was last night? That new love couch our company rolled out is treating you okay?" Ethan lets out a low laugh and answers in Danish, "The massage feature's great. Saves me from having to rub Sandy's back myself." He still

Myles Astor has two dreams: to become wealthy and get his mother away from his monstrous stepfather. To do that, he has to at least become one of the star players on the school hockey team—a free pass to a bigger league. But when his position is taken by the school's bad boy and billionaire heir, Tristan Medici, Myles is devastated and vows to get it back. Until the one-night stand.

The day he first saw her, one thought consumed him, "I want to fuck her." Their first meeting, which seemed like an unexpected encounter, turned her life upside down. Rainee humiliated him in front of everyone just because Alex bullied her beloved brother. Alex Fraser swore to own her all for himself, to make her beg on her knees until he was satisfied. But their obsession led them to get deceived by their own desire.

My best friend and I marry into the Xylander family at the same time. Everyone says we're lucky. My best friend's husband is a master negotiator, while my husband is a bomb disposal expert. Their enemy abduct us after we've just discovered we're pregnant. He ties bombs to our bellies. When our husbands negotiate with the abductors, they choose to save Melinda Sutton, a woman they grew up with. The bombs are detonated, and we're gravely injured. After surviving the explosion, we decide to get divorced together.

I have a severe case of logorrhea. Only speaking makes me feel alive. My classmates all call me a freak, but Marvin Britt is the only one willing to listen to me. One day, I bring some homemade soup over to see him, only to catch him holding his junior's hand. "Lexie, your voice is so lovely, unlike my wife at home. She sounds like a squawking duck. It's exhausting." My hands shake so violently that I drop the thermal flask. The commotion angers a nearby madman, who forces a bottle of boiling water down my throat. With my mouth full of blood and blisters, I realize I need proof. I send Marvin—a lawyer—a frantic voice note to accompany me to the police station for evidence. Marvin shoo