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I had lost count of how many times Aaron and I had dissolved our mate bond. He always said it was temporary. Vivian was the only she-wolf from Blackridge Pack who had made it into Hollywood. Her father had died saving Aaron during a rogue ambush. From then on, Aaron treated Vivian like a debt he could never repay, and I became the easiest thing to sacrifice for that debt. Whenever Vivian returned, Aaron took me to the Bonding Hall and dissolved our bond. Whenever she left, he came back and let the elders write our names into the bond ledger again. In Blackridge Pack, Aaron could take me to the Bonding Hall, dissolve our sanctioned bond, and come back for me when Vivian no longer needed him. At first, I cried and begged. Later, I learned to pack quietly, sign quietly, and hand back the Luna position along with whatever tenderness he had left for me. But this time, when Aaron waited at the Bonding Hall to renew our mate bond, I never came.

Connor Lockwood abandons me at the hospital's entrance even though I'm bleeding in the middle of my pregnancy. He insists on sending his client, a divorcée, home. The blood flows down my legs, but he hurries off without another look back. He should've been at the hospital and by my side, but instead, I see him in his client's social media update. It's captioned, "Thank goodness for my wonderful lawyer. Do you know who gets to have hangover soup when they're drunk? Me!" I spend the rest of the night wide awake. The following morning, I calmly dial a number. "Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll return home in three days to take over the company."

Lydia Darnell died after betrayal. She was framed by her family, abandoned by her husband, and discarded like trash. But death wasn’t the end. She wakes up three months before her murder with one chilling resolve. Once bitten, twice shy. This time, she would never take the fall for her sister’s crimes. She would not stoop low to beg for her cold billionaire husband’s attention. Lydia sets out to dismantle the gilded cage they had used to imprison her. And she certainly will never let the so-called “gratitude” be used as a leash. Adrian Blackwell watches in stunned silence until the wife he ignored becomes the woman he can’t live without. Now that he is obsessed with her, he would do anything to win her back. But Lydia’s done playing victim. Her revenge is quiet, lethal, and flawless without an iota of empathy. Along comes Lucas Costello, a kind architect who shows her what real love looks like. And Adrian realizes too late that the woman he had been hell-bent on destroying is the only one who ever truly loved him. He wants her back again, but some second chances, they come too late.

Men don’t value what they have. They value what they lose. Learn to leave a situationship, relationship, or even a marriage that doesn’t make you happy. Like the saying goes: when you’re available, you’re invisible. When you leave, suddenly you matter. This is the story of Kira Ashford, a woman who gave everything for Adrian Westbrook. Her celebrity chef career. Her family’s fortune. Her own identity. All just to be the perfect wife, yet it wasn’t enough. It was tears upon tears, Kira finally gathered the courage to leave and return to her parents and family. She brushes herself off, throws herself back into her career, Got a new man who worships the ground she walks on, and guess what? Her ex-husband wants her back. A man won’t change when you’re crying. He changes when you’re gone. Do you think Kira will take back her ex-husband or move on with her new love interest? Find out now!!

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I had a miscarriage and was confined in the ICU. Meanwhile, my husband was off traveling the world with his first love. It wasn't until he decided to divorce me that he finally remembered I existed. He called my mother, demanding to know how long I planned to act out. She was disheartened, looking at me, who was barely clinging to life. "Shannon will never cause you trouble again! Happy now?" she snapped.

"After sacrificing everything for my love and best friend, I died on the floor begging them for my inhaler.” ….. Ethan Rawcrest has been my entire world since childhood. I loved him, supported him in winning the Hockey championship, and dreamed of becoming his Luna. Maria was the sister I never had. Whenever she needed blood to survive, I gave her mine without hesitation. But she used that blood to curse me. That night, Ethan revealed that Maria was his fated mate, and I was brutally killed. But fate gave me a second chance, and I swore to come back as their biggest nightmare. This time, instead of joining Ice Moon, I chose Blood Fang, the hockey team led by Kael Blackthorn, the Lycan Prince. The captain of Ethan's greatest rival hockey team, whom he hated the most. And the heir of a kingdom responsible for my father's death. The moment Kael kissed me in front of the entire academy, a war began. Ethan lost his mind the moment he watched me fall for the man he could never defeat. Now one Alpha wants me back. One Lycan Prince would burn the world to keep me with him. When an ancient war between lycans and werewolves erupts once again, and a divine power sleeping inside me, I must decide who deserves my heart before the enemy kingdoms tear each other apart. Too late for Ethan... This time, I chose his rival.

I was just picking up my spoon when he told me our marriage registration would be delayed again. "Let's do it next time," Ethan said as he put down his cutlery. His tone was as casual as if he were commenting on the pleasant weather. I took a sip of my food, chewed slowly, and swallowed. "Okay." He glanced at me, picked up his fork, and then looked at me again. "You're not angry?" I continued eating, my voice entirely flat. "No, I'm not." Our wedding ceremony had been held six months ago, but this was the seventeenth time he had postponed getting our marriage certificate. He was used to doing this. And I was used to accepting it. I finished my meal bite by bite. He didn't touch his food again. When I stood up to clear the table, he caught my wrist. "Summer, next Monday. I'll definitely be free next week," Ethan promised. "We already had our wedding anyway, a few days won't make a difference. Don't worry, I won't break my promise this time." I looked down at his hand, then looked up at him with a faint smile. "Okay." Over the past six months, he had said "next week" nine times, "definitely" thirteen times, and "don't worry" sixteen times. Yet, we still hadn't registered our marriage. And next week, it wouldn't happen either. Because this time, I would be the one breaking the promise.

Summit Angel Warm came from a region tribe called "The Warm Clan," she was known as the sunshine young wolf in their tribute. After her mother died, she became a rebellious one that made her father, the current Alpha, punished her by mating into a heartless and cold-blooded soon to be Alpha, Froz White Fang. Rumors say that he was once mated before but got betrayed by his Luna's Clan. There was also a myth that says he forbids any young wolf near him which became a challenge for others. "You do not belong here, young wolf. Run away while you still can..." a deep voice echoed around the palace. It was coated in ice that Angel's skin shivers from cold. She took one step back and felt a huge wall blocking her way but when she turn around, her eyes locked in the blue cold eyes watching her. "My father sent me. I will be your mate," she explains in trembling voice. White's eyes examined her whole figure, in that moment, he disagrees. "You failed..."

In the world of crime family, Don Damian and I were known for two things: him for running wild, me for standing by him. Everyone knew I was crazy about Damian. It started when we were kids. I was born with a congenital heart defect. My parents couldn't afford the surgery and chose to walk away. Back then, Damian was just a street-level errand boy whose father had gambling debts. He had no standing, no money, nothing. But to raise cash for my surgery, he volunteered for the most dangerous work the Coronelli family had, the kind where each job was a gamble with his life and every payday came in blood. He clawed his way up. The Don eventually took him in as an adopted son, and I became his wife, just like I'd always hoped. But ten years into our marriage, Damian stopped coming home. I'd sit alone at a table of cold food, calling him over and over. Sometimes a woman's voice would answer in the background. He had a private lounge at the family's club, and there was never a shortage of company. My best friend Vincent couldn't understand it. "Is it worth it? He doesn't love you anymore." I just smiled. "He gave me my life. I know he still loves me." Then Vincent forwarded me an encrypted video. A girl in a hospital gown sat on a hospital bed. At the edge of the frame, a hand with sharp-knuckled fingers reached into the shot, a hand wearing the family crest watch. Their fingers were intertwined. The caption read: [My hero promised to marry me once I'm better!! yay!!] I stared at the screen for a long time. That watch. I knew it cold. It was the one I'd fastened it onto his wrist myself more times than I could count, and there was no way I was wrong.