The Lost Husband

Reed is the King’s Man, a hunter of rebels and master of avoiding emotional entanglements. He’s seen enough tragic mate bonds to know one thing: he wants no part of it. His plan? Reject his mate the second he meets her. Except his mate turns out to be Clarisse, an arrogant, clueless, detached human who doesn’t even know rejection is an option. All Clarisse wants is to figure out her past, not deal with a grumpy wolf shifter who keeps calling her “human” like it’s an insult. But when assassins come after her, she’s thrown headfirst into Reed’s world of secrets, fur, and fangs. As the bodies pile up and truths unravel, Reed discovers Clarisse is more than his mate. She’s a lost queen with a target on her back. Now Reed is forced to protect the mate he didn’t want, help her claim a throne she never asked for, and survive a conspiracy that’s way above his pay grade. All the while, they both try to resist the mate bond. Tropes: Shifters, crazy FL with no feelings, a little love triangle, witches, conspiracy, obsessed ML, a good amount of spice, and a happily ever after.

My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us. My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us. He made his choice. He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child. I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me. The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch. "Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die." But when I died, he lost his mind.

"I'm carrying your child, Alpha Donavon," I said, watching his reaction from the ground I sat on. "Repeat what you said," he said, and he walked towards me while I stood up from the ground to face him. "I'm carrying your chill..." I barely completed when I felt his hands on my throat, gripping it hard and cutting me short of breath. This cannot be my child! Because I'm impotent," he said, spat on my face while throwing me across the room, with my body sprawled on the ground.   When the daughter of Alpha Donavon's arch enemy tells him she's carrying his child after a night with her, he rejects and disposes of her claims because he's impotent. What happens when, years later, Alpha Donavon realizes that he's not impotent and Zuri is carrying his child when he sees them? Does he claim them as his, and does Zuri give him the chance to?

“I have to return the same energy I got from you, call it being proud or pride, but I call it wickedness because, The goal is to stay wicked.” Marcus whispered in Zena's ear slowly while he pecks her neck gently and his breath tease her sensation which turns her erogenous. Marcus despises Zena with everything he holds dearly but pretend to love her at all cost. Unknowingly, her throne was auctioned to two male potential Alphas whom she coincidently met. One of them is her soulmate and the other is her bedmate. But will Zena ever discover her real identity? Will she ever find out the truth of her lost throne and who is the betrayer? For how long will she lay with the monster that enslave her?

"Elena, that's not your name, is it?" he teased, sending a shiver down my spine. My breath caught in my throat as I felt his warm breath on my ear, my underwear was . ***** Isabella is the daughter of the former Mafia King. her family's downfall was orchestrated by her father's brother's betrayal, resulting in her expulsion. She was compelled to engage in smuggling from Avalia to Rome and eventually fled, assuming the new identity of a young girl. The city is divided into slums and rich areas, and is ruled by 7 mafia bosses. Eight years later, she met a mysterious boxer who always appeared in underground fighting arenas. He was a dangerous and charming man who always appeared when she was in trouble. Is there any secret behind his approach to her?

She was born an omega — weak, voiceless, invisible. He was born an Alpha — ruthless, feared, untouchable. When Aria Hale’s fated mate rejects her before the entire Silvercrest Pack, she’s left broken… until the night her blood burns silver beneath the moon. Hunted for a power she doesn’t understand and bound by a destiny older than the packs themselves, Aria must rise from ashes and face the Alpha who once cast her aside. But when love and vengeance intertwine, will she destroy him… or claim him forever? In a world where power is everything, the Luna of the Lost Bloodline will remind them that even the moon bows to her light.

As the holiday began, I encountered an exhilarating affair. One day, on a double-decker tour bus, I found myself locked in a passionate moment with a beautiful woman on the upper deck, all while my official girlfriend was napping on the lower level. The woman gently placed her soft hand on my upper body, murmuring sweetly, “See you tonight, love…” And just like that, I was completely captivated.

Summer Willow, an orphan with no memories of her past, struggles to establish an identity for herself. She moves to New York City, where she meets Ryan and falls in love. Later, Ryan betrays her, causing her to lose every bit of hope she ever had in love. As a result, Summer becomes nonchalant, cold, and emotionally closed off. Her life begins to change when she meets Stephen Jones, a handsome billionaire who brings back the spark in her. He makes her believe in love again and helps her regain her lost identity. Little does Summer know that this same identity will become her biggest hindrance. Stephen Jones, a multimillionaire, was on his way to an important appointment when his car crashed into another vehicle that had taken the wrong lane. The accident triggered a strong sense of déjà vu as he rushed out to rescue the victim himself. The moment Stephen saw Summer, the solution to his long-lasting guilt flashed before his eyes. Could she be the girl he has been searching for?

Leo has spent his life surviving cruelty within the system, unaware of his true origins. With his eighteenth birthday approaching, he hopes for a quiet escape from the pain of his childhood. Unbeknownst to him, he is the heir to a powerful werewolf bloodline, and his birth mother, Luna Aria, has never stopped searching. As his dormant powers begin to awaken, Leo is thrust into a world of magic, violence, and legacy. He must confront who he is, who he was meant to be, and whether he can survive long enough to claim his destiny.

Since it's already the end of the year, the music app I use produces a report on the songs I've listened to in 2025. The keyword of my report is "resonance". Over the year, I don't spend much time listening to the songs on this app. My girlfriend, Sienna Fletcher, is the one who's been using my account this whole time. There's a row beneath the keyword that's written in a tiny font. "You had listened to this song with someone at 4:00 am on December 1st. It turns out that love can go beyond a night's sleep." My breath gets hitched in my throat. December 1st is my birthday. But that night, I had gone to bed at an early hour. Meanwhile, Sienna had left hurriedly after cutting my birthday cake with me with the excuse that she needed to pull an overnight shift at the company. For some reason, I tap onto the unfamiliar-looking profile that has been interacting frequently with my account with a trembling finger. Their keyword of the year is "favor". My heart skips a beat at the sight. Then, I tap on the details. "Over the year, you've listened to songs with this user 688 times in the middle of the night. Every time you do, it's a secretive conversation meant for your souls." The next thing I know, I receive a message from Sienna. "Babe, I need to work overtime tonight again. You don't have to wait up for me. Just go to bed early." At the same time, a new post is uploaded on the unfamiliar profile. It features a photo of two hands that are intertwined together. "I love working overtime with her the most. I want to listen to songs with her forever."