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Lumina has tried her best to make her forced marriage to Xen work for the sake of their child. But with Riley and Sophia- Xen's ex-girlfriend and her son in the picture. She fights a losing battle. Ollie, Xen's son is neglected by his father for a very long time and he is also suffering from a mysterious sickness that's draining his life force. When his last wish to have his dad come to his 5th birthday party is dashed by his failure to show up, Ollie dies in an accident after seeing his father celebrate Riley's birthday with Sophia and it's displayed on the big advertising boards that fill the city. Ollie dies and Lumina follows after, unable to bear the grief, dying in her mate's hands cursing him and begging for a second chance to save her son. Luna gets the opportunity and is woken up in the past, exactly one year to the day Sophia and Riley show up. But this time around, Lumina is willing to get rid of everyone and anyone even her mate if he steps in her way to save her son.

Thinking she had finally broken free from her family’s violence, Ariana had no choice but to attend the party her father would throw to celebrate the man she had always hated. The ruthless mafia lord Matteo Donatelli, whom her family had taken under their wing when she was a teenager. Drunk and clouded Don Matteo Donatelli unknowingly made love to his adopted sister, she couldn't resist him for much longer and succumbed to his devious touch. Moments later Ariana is Trying to hold back all the anger, emotions and tears when she sees the man who just stole her virginity, recklessly propose in front of the entire family to his outsider American girlfriend Becky Saunders. So what about her? What happens when the man she’s suddenly engaged to find out she is pregnant with his enemy’s child? But things turn surprising when Becky Sunders suddenly slumps on her wedding day! Read on to find out!

On the day of my birthday party, I wait for my boyfriend to arrive so we can start the celebrations. To my surprise, all I get is a challenge from his true love. "I'm sorry that Harv can't be with you today, Sammy. He's getting engaged to me! Don't worry, though. It's just a formality—this is the 100th wish he's helping me fulfill. I hope you don't mind!" Tiana Lowe sends me a video along with that voice message. My boyfriend exchanges rings with her before kissing her passionately. I immediately call him and snap, "What the hell do you mean by that, Harvey Linton?" He gets angry. "Can you stop being so jealous all the time? I can celebrate your birthday with you every year, but Tiana only has 100 wishes. I have to help her fulfill them!" I snap, "Fine, then. I wish you two will be together forever!"

I'm going to die. In the eyes of the underworld, I was a sinner. My death would be a final, cursed dishonor. But even with the Ricci family in ruins, I was still the noble Principessa. The Ricci pride in my blood would not allow my body to fall into the hands of a rival Family. Humiliation. Desecration. Photographs flaunted for all to see. I didn't much care if my body became a trophy to celebrate their victory. But if the world knew the last of the Ricci bloodline had become a plaything for our enemies, it would be a disgrace to the entire Family. After weighing my options, I dragged my broken body to the turf of my ex-boyfriend, the man I'd left seven years ago, now the Don of the Falcone family. "After I die, I need you to handle my body." He was silent for a long moment, then let out a cold laugh. "Of course. I'll sink you in the Hudson River with a tombstone tied to your feet, engraved with the name of your filthy family."

PEYTON Bullied, beaten, and left for dead is not the way I planned to celebrate Alpha Bane’s return. I’m safe and alive—for now. Until Bane himself appears wide-eyed, panting, and calling me his mate. The handsome older brother to the psychopath who’s declared me his favorite prey. I refuse to be his mate. His luna. Not when I know what his family is capable of, what HE is capable of. So I do the only thing I can. I reject him and I run. BANE She was perfect, everything I imagined. The goddess finally fulfilled my deepest desires. Peyton Samuels, the cute little omega I’ve wanted for years, is officially mine. But it was just a dream, an illusion easily shattered by her rejection. If she thought she could leave without a fight, she’s sorely mistaken. I’ll do whatever it takes to bring my luna home, even if I have to destroy my family to do it. Run all you want, little mouse, but I’m the alpha and I’ll always catch what’s mine.

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

I'm dying at seven months pregnant, and the one behind it is my husband. Hearing that a premature baby's blood can save my sister, he conspires with a shady clinic to take the baby out through surgery. After draining the baby's blood, he walks away—leaving my fragile preemie to die. Later, my parents say, "You owe Yvie. It's time to repay her." My husband says, "We can always have another child. A baby's life can't possibly be more important than Yvie's, can it? The overwhelming rage and grief cause me to bleed to death. My soul floats above them as I watch them prepare my sister's surgery. They don't even bother to change me into clean clothes. No one mourns me. No one loses their mind over my death. Without a care, they wheel me into the morgue and celebrate Yvonne's recovery. When I open my eyes again, I've gone back three months earlier—to the day my whole family forced me to divorce.

It all started as a bet. A harmless bet to kiss the most handsome man at the man. On her way to celebrate her fiance's birthday, she finds him In bed with her best friend. Angry and depressed, Evelyn brooks takes on this task in the process loosing her virginity to a stranger. Little did she know that incident would turn out to be the worst decision she has ever lived to make. Alexander Quinn, a man said to be a devil in human form. The mere utter of his name could leave many shivering. To the outside world he is a rich tycoon who is every woman's dream but behind the tie and suite lies a ruthless mafia with a dark heart. Unfortunately, his condition doesn't allow him to be close to women. For years it has been like this to the extent people thought he was gay but all that changed when she arrived. But what happens when she is his medicine? His cure he seeked to have What happens when a mere infatuation turns to feral obsession? Will Evelyn survive in his cruel world?

On Christmas Eve, my six-year-old, Yule, was dying from cancer, and all he wanted was a gift from his dad dressed as Santa. I called Peter, my husband, begging him to come. His reply? "Can you stop blowing up my phone? I don't have time for this! I'm helping Tracey find Puffy. Do you know how upset she is?" Oh, Tracey. His first love. And Puffy? Her dog. I told him Yule might not make it through the night. His response? A straight-up dagger: "Don't act like this isn't your fault, Freya. If Yule hadn't kicked Puffy, none of this would've happened. Tomorrow, make sure he apologizes to Tracey." Then he hung up. That night, I sat with Yule, crying as I helped him celebrate his last Christmas. By morning, Peter's social medias were still full of posts about that freaking dog. Mine? Yule's obituary. Ten years of marriage, gone.

Usually, when a she-wolf turns 18, she is blessed with a powerful wolf and most times with a loving mate, however, my case was different, as always. I'm Anna, I lost my parents when I was really young. My aunt and cousin came to live with me, I thought that would be a consolation for the family I just lost but NO! The truth couldn't be further from this. I was treated worse than Cinderella, I worked twice as hard as Cinderella. Her fairytale ended with her marrying the Prince, I thought that's how mine would end too but I couldn't be more wrong. On my 18th birthday, my cousin took me to a club to celebrate my birthday. Little did I know, fate had something unexpected in store for me. That night, I crossed paths with a mysterious man who turned out to be my mate. We shared a connection like no other, but our encounter took a heartbreaking turn. We had a one-night stand and he rejected me afterward, leaving me shattered and pregnant with four babies.