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She waited patiently just as a predator would its prey … very carefully. For so long, it seemed the chance would never come. It seemed her almighty prey would never stumble into a carefully woven trap but soon he did. *** Aurelia Isolde Draxmere. The Alpha King of the West, Alaric Leontius Valerian III, returned from battle severally wounded, he needed a caregiver. And I, the veiled one, the wolfless slave as I was called, was chosen to tend to him. But what they don’t know is that I carry a secret which was a sinister plan and that was … His downfall. I was ready to serve out my bloody revenge plan, determined to ruin him… Until… The Moon Goddess played her cruel and homourless joke … He is my fated mate. Yet, Fated or not, THE ALPHA KING IS GOING DOWN. *** Alpha King Alaric Leontius Valerian III I have heard and seen the pull, the fire and the impossible bond of fated mates … deep down I long for it but such were never meant for me. The ways I knew were that of war and blood… good things, they say are never meant for the wicked… Until I opened my eyes and met a storm … Grey orbs, sharp and fierce yet impossibly soft, pierced through me and soothed me at at the same time. I don’t know what this thundering feeling inside my chest is, but I can’t stop staring into those beautiful, mesmerizing eyes even if it would wreck me, soul, spirit and body.

How sinful it is when you start falling for your best friends older brother whom they might not like so much! There is only two things Ophelia Wants in life - One is to finish her graduation successfully so that she can finally be settled and two find Leonard. Ophelia Hamilton is your every day girl going to college and striving to achieve her dreams with a slight twist she has a past but doesn't everyone? Finally making it to Her dream college with her business major and 90% scholarship she has all her plans laid out straight. She has to keep her head down and her grades up and just has to graduate without any drama but what she doesn't know is that she is in for a huge surprise. Very first day to college all her plans of keeping Lowkey comes crashing down when she barges straight into a football Jock and spills all her latte over him, To make the matters even worse instead of being pissed the guy starts laughing and fast forwarding the story she needs crazy duo, the Russo twins. When invited to lunch with them Ophelia assumes that this is Jake's way of revenge oh her for the spilled latte but with time she connect weirdly with the two most popular people in the school and lives behind their shadow. Ophelia couldn't be happier she has 2 amazing friends, amazing grades and even though this was not as what she planned when she started her school she is gladly surprised and happy. But life doesn't always throws things at you that you expect. And so life throws at her Xaviers Russo. Xaviers Russo is the definition of danger and for someone like Ophelia he is someone she should run to the woods from.

Celeste thought she was just planning one big corporate event until a late-night meeting with a cold, ruthless billionaire CEO turned her life upside down. Julian Sterling never did relationships especially not with the woman who could disrupt his world. But one night of heat, and everything changed. Now, Celeste is pregnant. And despite every reputation that hangs over his name, Julian offers her one brutal solution: a contract marriage to protect them both. As they settle into cold formality, what blooms in between boardroom exchanges, midnight admissions, and office-after-hours confessions is something neither expected. But nothing is easy when pride, ambition, and a messy past keep both of them trapped. With twists, misunderstanding after misunderstanding, financial games, and stolen moments that crack their walls, Celeste and Julian must answer one question: can a marriage built on convenience become real love? One contract. One baby. One impossible connection.

It was a godforsaken dare. If anyone asked Knox why he created a fake profile to mess with the most insufferable bastard alive—his emotionally constipated, tyrannical military captain, Victor Wallace—he’d blame his roommate. Stupid dare. Simple mission. Pretend to be a woman, reel the bastard in, and wreck him. Easy, right? Wrong. What started as a joke spiralled into late-night messages, dangerous vulnerability, and a slow-burning obsession Knox didn’t see coming. Victor wasn’t supposed to open up. Knox wasn’t supposed to care. And yet—here they are, stuck together in a steel tomb of chain-of-command and unchecked tension, where one wrong word could start a fire. It was supposed to ruin Victor. Now it’s ruining Knox. Because when you play games with monsters, don’t be shocked when one starts looking back in the mirror. This was never just a dare. Now it’s war. Read and find out.

In my past life, Killian cut off all his mistresses and spoiled me rotten, doing everything to win my hand in marriage. But the day before our wedding, I overheard him boasting to his friends. "Killian, that orphan girl you supported is still clinging to you. She's younger and prettier than your fiancée. Are you really not tempted?" Killian curled his lip in disdain, "What is she even? She isn't even fit to lick my wife's toes. Tell her to get lost." His words sent a rush of euphoria through me. He had told me himself that financing Vivienne Moore was merely a strategic move to bolster my charity foundation. At that moment, I truly believed I had found my happily ever after. But on the wedding day, the orphan girl drove her car straight into me. She sobbed and pulled out a terminal diagnosis. "Killian, I don't have much time left. I beg you. Don't abandon me, please!" I got injured in a collision and pleaded with Killian to take me to the hospital first, but he scooped her up in his arms without a second glance. "Sierra, I need to take Vivienne abroad for medical treatment. If I were her husband, it would be way easier for me to get stuff done. We have to get a divorce first. I’m sorry.” I stared at him, my eyes widening in sheer shock. He kept going, his voice stead, “I promise I'll come back and marry you in five years. Just wait for me.” Five years turned into ten, and I waited for him in vain, nothing more than a fool. It wasn't until I was on my deathbed that I received his letter, "I'm sorry, Sierra. I'll marry you in the next life." I tore the letter to shreds and died of sheer rage. Yet, when I opened my eyes again, I was back on my wedding day. I calmly gazed after Killian as they faded into the throng. Then, without hesitation, I turned around and boarded a plane to Switzerland.

My brother-in-law started making a fuss about wanting to spend Christmas vacation at the beach, so I decided we'd make it a family trip. When my husband's adoptive sister got wind of it, she insisted on tagging along with her kid. Without a second thought, my husband went ahead and booked plane tickets for everyone—except me. He expected me to drive there with all the luggage. I thought at least someone in the family would speak up for me, but no, they all sided with him. Fine. If that's how they want it, then we'll go our separate ways—what's theirs is theirs, and what's mine is mine. But the moment I took that stance, the whole family suddenly started panicking…

I've been looking forward to my and Kael Bennett's mating ceremony. Unfortunately, he gets attacked by Rogues, resulting in him getting poisoned with wolfsbane. He remembers everyone else in the pack. Ironically, he has forgotten all about me, his fated mate. I try to awaken his memories time and again. But not only does Kael hate my guts, but he also allows another she-wolf to rob me of everything. He merely watches as said she-wolf, Maya Walsh, kills my beloved dog. He even stands by idly when I suffer from a miscarriage and lose my uterus. In the end, he believes the slanderous gossip surrounding me and exiles me from the pack while I'm still in a weakened state. When I'm granted a chance in a new life and completely forget about the past, Kael suddenly regains his memories. He looks for me everywhere like a lunatic just so he can tell me that he remembers everything. As I stare at the remorse-filled Alpha before me, I ask, "Who are you?"

Before we submitted our college applications, the popular girl in our class, the billionaire’s daughter, suddenly said she could get all of us into Harvard or Yale. “My parents donated several buildings to those schools. Getting you all admitted is nothing.” Most of my classmates’ college entrance exam scores were still a long way from those schools, but they believed her. They gave up submitting their own applications and counted on her to pull strings so they could get into college. In my last life, I realized her promise was unreliable. I immediately urged them not to give up on their applications, to keep a backup plan, and I called their parents one by one. But that infuriated the popular girl. She mocked me for being poor and said I did not understand how the upper class worked. She claimed I had ruined everyone’s future. My boyfriend also snapped at me for being jealous. “You’re just jealous that Lissy’s family is rich. You can’t stand the thought of all of us going to Harvard or Yale. So what if you have good grades? You could work your whole life and still never catch up to what her family built over three generations.” For the sake of our three years as classmates, I did not argue with them. But before the deadline, when I found out they still had not submitted their applications, I called the police and exposed the popular girl’s fake identity. The popular girl was condemned by everyone. In despair, she jumped into a river and killed herself. My classmates all said she deserved it and thanked me for saving their futures. But at our class farewell dinner, my boyfriend poisoned my drink, and the entire class watched coldly as I writhed in pain. “At worst, we would have lost our chance at college. Lissy lost her life!” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the popular girl claimed she could pull strings for us.

"Obviously I cherish and adore you..." He brushed a stray strand of hair behind my ear, "...and every so often, I want to ruin you too." *** After an eventful night with a stranger, Lyra's life took a turn as she received a call from her father to return home for her sister's wedding, only for her to realize that the stranger she met the other night was her soon to be brother in-law. Just as she decided to forget about that night and move on with her life and marry the man her father picked for her, she heard the news that her fiance was killed in his own home by none other than her brother in-law As the tension between the both of them rises, Lyra soon come to realize that she wanted him more than she thought. *** Dante Russo wanted just one thing, Lyra Lombardi and a Russo gets what a Russo wants.

I never wished for this life. I wanted to become one of the greatest songstresses that ever lived. I already envisaged myself performing on the biggest stages in the country. Unfortunately, my hopes were dashed when I was forced to marry a billionaire's son, Hilton in a contract marriage. It was the only way of ensuring that my Father regained his freedom after he was accused of aiding a robbery in the company where he worked as a security guard. Devastated, I sought solace at her boyfriend's house, but was disappointed when I discovered him cheating. I became a complete shadow of myself. I proceeded to the bar to cool off, where I had a one-night stand with a stranger. A few weeks later, I discovered a baby growing inside of me. How will I overcome this situation? Find out in this fascinating story; I Married The Devil's Advocate.