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*COMPLETED*"Hold your head up and smile, you coward," Arfaat growled when Juwairiyyah hung back at the top of the steps leading to Sophie's imposing home where the wedding traditional party will take place. His hand gripped her waist so tightly she gasped, and she felt like jerking away and fleeing back down the steps to the waiting car. There was a long line of cars in the street outside Sophie's home; it was obvious the ton had gathered to see the grand wedding of Alhaji Abbas daughter to a poor mechanic.If not for the cold dread in the pit of her stomach, Juwairiyyah might enjoyed the sight of her _wedding day_. As it was, she felt only a shivering apprehension at Arfaat cold rage and implacable face. They'd ridden from her fathers house on GRA in stark silence. Except for a brief moment when she had balked at getting into the car, he had not spoken to her until now. "I don't advise you to try anything you may regret, my Lily."Meet Juwairyyah Abbas who is a spoiled brat whose heart is set at tarnishing and destroying the image of anyone below her. She sees herself as a Queen and someone who is above everyone.Being the only child to rich parents, Juwairiyyah was pampered and given everything she wants.But, what happens when she met someone hell bent on changing her idea that the poor are to be loved and respected not trampled on.The story is steamy, filled with love, hatred, and revenge.

"Are you telling me that the triplets might not be mine?"I don't know, Robert, I don't know who the father is." Christine shouted at the top of her voice and slammed the door behind her after being rude to her husband. ****** Christine was successful, married woman juggling the demands of her career and personal life. On the surface, everything seems perfect. But beneath the façade, Christine keeps a secret that could shatter her marriage. Christine has been having an affair with her charming and wealthy boss.Their passionate encounters are a stark contrast to her routine life at home. Everything takes a dramatic turn when Christine discovers she's pregnant—with triplets. Panicked and desperate, Christine decides to keep the paternity of the babies a secret. She convinces herself and everyone around her that the children are her husband's. But as the months pass, the truth becomes harder to conceal. The moment of reckoning arrives when it's undeniable that the triplets bear a striking resemblance to her Boss. Whispers and suspicions turn into open accusations, and Christine's carefully constructed life begins to crumble. Caught between her loyalty to her husband and her undeniable connection to her Boss Christine must navigate the fallout of her choices. Will she find the courage to face the truth and fight for her family's future, or will the secrets she's kept tear everything apart? "Love &betrayal."

What could go wrong when you keep a jealous friend by your side? –A leaked video of your worst moment– * * * Nessa came to school like every normal school day, except this time, she was welcomed with lustful gazes from boys, and jeering whispers from girls. She walked with her head cowered away from all the attention and bumped into the school's beauty queens. "Pixies" they referred to them as. What was more shocking was that her best friend, Jada, was in their midst. She hadn't gotten over the shock when a phone was tossed in her face by the leader of the Pixies. She held the phone with shaky hands as she took in the content of the video. A video of her tagged "Greenville's naked nerd" has been trending in the school. In the video, she was dancing half-naked with only a bra and panties to retain her remaining dignity. Only Jada had access to that video...the betrayal she felt made her weak in the knees that she plummeted to the floor. Worse of all, the scars she had tried to hide have now been revealed to the mocking gazes of the students of Greenville. Every day after that day was hell and she didn't know how much longer she could endure. * * * The quadruplets of the silent howl pack have been given a mission. Kill all the hunters that pose a threat to the werewolf community. That was the only way they could ascend the throne. Disguised as ordinary werewolves, they enrolled in Greenville high to get close to the daughter of the enemy. What happens when they find out their mate is their enemy's daughter? How will Nessa cope with the sudden attention from the four hottest new students whom the pixies have taken a liking towards?

Meine Schwester Aurora und ich hatten uns mit Zwillings-Alphas gepaart. Fünf Monate nach Beginn meiner Schwangerschaft wurde ich von einer Gruppe Streunerwölfe angegriffen. Ich versuchte, meinen Alpha-Gefährten Alexander über den Gedankenbund zu erreichen. Aber er ignorierte mich – neunmal. Die Streuner umzingelten mich, bissen in meine Arme und Beine, rissen mit jedem Angriff Fleisch heraus. Schmerz durchzuckte meinen ganzen Körper. Mit einem letzten verzweifelten Ruf erreichte ich ihn ein zehntes Mal. Diesmal durchbrach Alexanders kalte Stimme meinen Geist: „Hast du dein Theater bald beendet? Meine Schwester Vicky wurde entführt. Belästige mich nicht weiter.“ Victoria war ihre Stiefschwester – diejenige, die sie wirklich liebten. Nun hielt sie nichts mehr zurück. Die Streuner stürzten sich auf mich. Einer riss mir mit den Fängen den Bauch auf. Ich sah entsetzt zu, wie sie mein ungeborenes Kind in Stücke rissen. Als ich dem Tod nahe war, fand Aurora mich – sie kämpfte gegen die Angreifer. Doch es waren zu viele. Bald lag auch sie schwer verletzt und blutend neben mir. Sie rief ihren Gefährten Ethan über den Gedankenbund, doch alles, was sie erhielt, war: „Ich suche nach Vicky. Belästige mich nicht.“ Aurora blieb keine Wahl. Sie verwandelte sich und schleppte mich auf ihrem Wolfskörper davon. Sie raste den Berg hinunter, doch ein plötzliches Gewitter löste einen Erdrutsch aus und begrub uns unter Matsch und Geröll. Zum Glück fanden Grenzwachen uns rechtzeitig. Aurora und ich überlebten nur knapp. Als ich im Rudelkrankenhaus aufwachte, war mein erster klarer Gedanke: Den Gefährtenbund lösen.

He shattered her heart to avenge a past that wasn’t hers. Now he desires her in his bed—as his wife. Marceline Valino once believed in love. She gave her heart—and her innocence—to Cross Dejava, the boy who whispered promises in the dark, igniting dreams of a forever that felt so real. But by morning, her world was left in ruins. Private photos were leaked, her name dragged through the mud, and at the eye of the storm? Cross, smirking, cold, and ruthless. “You mean nothing to me,” he said, delivering a blow that would leave scars. “You’re just the bastard daughter of my father’s mistress.” His vengeance had never aimed at her heart; it was meant to punish the daughter for her mother’s sins—an ex-lover who had torn his family apart. Pregnant and abandoned, Marceline begged for mercy, but all she received was the echo of his silence. When she lost the child, she lost every last piece of the girl she used to be. Now, five years later, she’s preparing to return—broke, desperate, and willing to do anything to save her ailing mother. Anything… except this. Because the man extending a lifeline isn’t a savior. It’s Cross. And he has no desire for her heartfelt apologies; he craves her complete submission. A contract marriage awaits her. No love. No escape. No mercy. But Marceline isn’t the naive girl he once broke. She’s a woman who has risen from the ashes, ready to play his game. And as the pieces of their lives fall into place, she’s determining when—exactly—she will ignite a fire that could burn it all down. The future promises a reckoning, and she's preparing to seize it.

My younger sister, Lila James, had a heart attack. The doctors tried their best, but she died. On the day we buried her, the men she had been involved with showed up. One was an unhinged lawyer, and another one was a powerful heir from Jovaris. Yet another one was a messed-up top celebrity. When they heard that Lila was dead, they lost it. They tried to dig her out and torture her. I blocked their way and begged them, “She’s gone! If you need someone to blame, take it out on me!” That was the moment I became Lila’s stand-in. They tortured me in every way they could think of. They beat me until my skin tore open and forced me to film humiliating videos. I somehow escaped and tried to bring them to justice. The unhinged lawyer threatened to ruin my life! The powerful heir used his influence to shut every door in my face. The messed-up top celebrity leaked the videos and claimed I had seduced him. I became the center of a national scandal, and my reputation was irreparably damaged. My parents even published a statement and cut all ties with me. I went home to confront them. When I reached outside their door, I heard Lila’s voice. She sounded immensely pleased. “Mom, Dad, your plan to fake my death saved me! I can finally get away from those lunatics. “Good thing we had Yara! Otherwise, I would’ve been the one in all these scandals.” I broke down. I rushed into the house. I was ready to drag Lila to hell with me, but my parents killed me first. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Lila had her heart attack.

In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt. All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables. The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me. I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer. He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter. Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone. A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster. The one who’d leaked our weaknesses to the Volkovs. The one who'd orchestrated a fake kidnapping and torture plot, all to drive her to despair and lure Leo home. A perfect, tragic lie. Leo read the letter calmly. Then he burned the letter and told me, "Forget it. It's handled." Father tore into Leo for abandoning his post, for leaving his family to die. And me? I was named the new Consigliere. But after the celebration, Leo cornered me in the wine cellar. His face was a mask of cold fury as he pressed the barrel of his gun to my forehead. "This is for family traitors," he hissed, his voice pure venom. "The throne is my birthright, not some backstabbing bitch's prize!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right in the middle of the fire and the blood. This time, I shoved my mother behind me, dragging her toward the panic room. And the bastards who were too blind to believe me? They’ll regret it.

In October 2025, an explosion occurs at a remote lab. An unidentified substance is leaked, and the virus makes people go insane. Anyone who is bitten by these rabid creatures becomes one of them. It's like the zombies people see in movies and video games. On the first day of the explosion, my five-year-old, Joyce Fairfield, is still at kindergarten. I risk my life to hurry there, but I can't even find her corpse when I arrive. I can only look at the surveillance footage to see her face, which is ashen with fear. I also see her mouth, "Mommy!" 15 days after the explosion, I finally traverse the city and get to my mother's home. However, all that welcomes me is a destroyed apartment and blood everywhere. 20 days after the explosion, my husband, Emmett Fairfield, calls me one last time from his office, which zombies have surrounded. He tells me not to leave the house. Less than a month after the apocalypse arrives, I lose all my family. I'm alone as I struggle to survive in this dead world. The spread of the virus triggers chaos in mankind. I exchange all my supplies to save a neighboring couple from bandits, leading them to safety in a secure zone where they can live stable lives. However, my kindness is not repaid. Three years after the explosion, the secure zone is under siege by a wave of zombies. As we retreat, my neighbors shove me underneath a car so I'll distract the zombies. Then, they make a run for it and get away. Trusted neighbors betray me. As the zombies eat away at me, I can feel death looming. All I want is to see my family again. Now, I've been reborn. I have six hours before the zombie apocalypse breaks out.

A single misstep, and the consequences were severe. I am Moxie Guerra, known to all who know me as a devil with the face of an angel. At the age of seventeen, I am a woman with high standards in every aspect of life. I insist on the best food, the most luxurious clothing, and when it comes to men, they must be extraordinarily wealthy, attractive, and well-known. Born to my father's mistress, who passed away after my birth, I am scorned by my father's second family. As the daughter of a mafia boss, I was brought up in a perilous environment. No one perceived me as patient or kind. Instead, I was feared, much like my father, which was my Achilles' heel. However, when I discovered that my father had arranged my marriage to the richest son in the country without my approval, my rebellious streak surfaced. I wasn't just the daughter of a mafia boss for appearances. I was as obstinate and egocentric as my father. I decided to flee to a place where my father would least expect me to be. I stopped at the nearest bar for some liquid courage before driving to my mother's hometown. It was a humble province, filled with trees and dirt roads, a stark contrast to my opulent lifestyle. But my survival was more crucial than my sophisticated tastes. However, my car broke down in the middle of a vast highway on the way there. Despite being inebriated, I managed to survive. A man in a black Hummer arrived and came to my aid. His smile was menacing and disconcerting.

‘He was going to reject me.’ My stomach twisted violently. Why had I thought this was a good idea? My palms grew clammy around the ring, my mind screaming at me to retreat, to salvage what little dignity I had left. ‘What kind of person pulls a stunt like this?!’ My own voice taunted me mercilessly. ‘This is it, Claire. Game over.’ But instead of the anticipated rejection, Giancarlo reached out—his hand brushing mine, sending a jolt up my arm as he plucked the ring from my fingers. The motion was fluid, deliberate, like he’d done it before—and then… “I do,” he said simply, his voice steady as he slid the ring onto his finger yh with mad confidence. ~~~ Claire Bennett’s perfect Valentine’s Day proposal ends in a disaster when she catches her boyfriend with another woman. In a fit of rage, she forces an engagement ring onto the finger of the first man she sees—a suave and mysterious passerby who shocks her by playing along. But Claire’s spur-of-the-moment fiancé isn’t just anyone. He’s Giancarlo Fiore Caruso—her ex’s boss and the ruthless CEO of her company. A fake engagement, a trip to the Maldives, and an undeniable connection soon turn her spur-of-the-moment decision into something she can’t control. Sparks of desire fly despite their stark differences, and attraction simmers just beneath the layers of deception. But will Claire’s impulsive decision mark the beginning of something real—or a recipe for heartbreak?