Weeekly After School

Emily, adopted at eleven years old by a very rich socialite after ten years of being placed from one foster home to the other. She was given a life of luxury and groomed for seven years for a role she didn’t know about. At eighteen, she began her life as a -worker, lacking companionship and love, she never experienced it until she had a one-night stand with a handsome stranger. One-night of passion that changes everything. Damian grew up privileged, he had it all; looks, money, charm, success and endless array of beautiful women who threw themselves at him. He then met Emily, a breath of fresh air. Their one-night-stand together ignited something in him, he wanted to own and possess her, but Emily had other plans. Will he be able to get what he wants? Will he be able to claim her? Or will her secrets crush or destroy any chance they have at being together?

“Honey, who is this? Is she a friend or busines—” “She’s your replacement.” Nathaniel spat, throwing divorce papers at Clara. ********** Hell Hath Fury Like A Woman Scorned! After two years of marriage, Clara was rewarded with a divorce and a miscarriage because of her ex-husband, Nathaniel. Alone, dejected and praying for death, she meets an Alpha who offers her a unique opportunity: a marriage of convenience and in exchange, he would give her anything she wants. There’s only one thing Clara desires more than anything: to see Nathaniel crumble, to punish the man who took her baby from her. As Clara rises to the top as Luna, she will force Nathaniel to the bottom. “Forgive me, dear wife.” Nathaniel begged, on his knees. “Ex-wife!” Clara said coldly. “You took my baby. Now, you’ll pay for everything!” ************ This is not the usual divorce book. If you’re interested in reading about a strong female lead who deals justice to those who hurt her, add to your library.

Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.

“You wicked woman! You dare kidnap my daughter?" He growled, gripping her small wrist tight. Samantha squirmed, “You're mistaken, Sir, the child is not yours but mine!” “You dare say that again? Then explain the resemblance between us?” He retorted with raw hatred. Taken aback, all the color drained from Samantha’s face upon the realization he was right. How the hell did she overlook that? No, how the hell was it possible that he was the father of her child! ~~~~~~ It was an unspoken secret that Samantha's twin sister committed a grave sin in her marriage, thus Samantha became her sister’s substitute to bury that infidelity. However, on their 3rd wedding anniversary, Samantha discovers her husband’s infidelity. But that wasn't enough reason for her to -divorce him because she didn't want her daughter fatherless. But one act, one single act almost cost her life and that of her child and Samantha declared defeat, serving Zeke Frost the divorce papers, and left without looking back but with promises to revenge! However, fate had another path in store for her when she encountered the devil himself; Dalton Montclair. The most gorgeous man in the world and the youngest bachelor in the city. He's ruthless, he's got the looks, money, and fame. But what more? He's got a striking resemblance with her son!

I went abroad for a year to further my studies and kept in touch with my girlfriend through video calls every day. One day, I saw her first love posted a photo with a caption: [We are finally back together after ten years!] In the photo, my girlfriend was visibly pregnant, holding the arm of the man next to her with a sweet smile.

The seventh time Claire Fisher bailed on our marriage license appointment, I finally cut her out of my life—for good. From then on, if she was at a party, I wasn't. When she was scheduled to perform at our college's anniversary celebration, I made sure to leave early. The moment my company announced a collaboration with hers, I resigned without a second thought. Even on Christmas Eve, when she showed up at my parents' house with gifts, I slipped out with a half-hearted excuse about "visiting a friend." I blocked her number. Deleted her from my contacts. Burned every bridge and salted the earth behind me. No calls. No texts. No social media. I didn't reach out. She couldn't reach me. Simple as that. For the better part of my life, I was hopelessly in love with her—waiting on her, caring for her, putting her first in every way that mattered. I gave her all of me without ever holding back. But after the seventh time she left me sitting alone at the City Hall, something inside me broke. I was done. If that meant spending the rest of my life alone, so be it. Better that than sitting in an empty apartment, listening to the silence, holding on to hope for someone who never planned to show up.

A year ago, I was a rising star in the legal world. But everything changed when I uncovered evidence that my fiance's first love had caused an accident. She lured me to an abandoned factory and ruined my face, then pushed me into a toxic asphalt pit and left me to drown. Little did they know, I was pregnant with my fiance's child when I died. After my death, he had the audacity to claim that I had accepted money from a murderer and had fled the country. His actions turned me into a pariah. Meanwhile, he and his precious first love walked down the aisle together. A year later, the abandoned factory I had died in was being demolished, and someone stumbled upon my body in that asphalt pit.

Ruby married her fate mate, Lucas, only to endure his repeated betrayals with his first love. In the end, she lost everything—her child, her parents, and her hope. But when she’s reborn on the night of her wedding, she vows to rewrite her fate. Determined to protect those she loves, Ruby finds her former enemy, Caleb, Lucas’s brother—the man who will one day kill Lucas and become the Lycan King. Caleb had never shown up at her wedding before, but this time, Ruby looks into his eyes and says, "I want you to be my husband." Can Ruby take control of her future, or will the past haunt her forever?

Aisla Lindon was born an Omega—but not a weak one. Betrayed by her father, sold into marriage, and stripped of her inheritance, she flees to Blackthorn Werewolf Military Academy—where four ruthless alphas rule with iron fists. The Hunter brothers: Hughs - cold professor and biker gang leader . Cayden - silver-tongued senior who destroys reputations. Hades - silent predator with dark intentions. Hank - cocky troublemaker who wants her. Hank’s leaned down, bracing his hands on the arms of her chair, caging her in again. “Not like that.” Cayden pushed off the door, his steps silent on the rich rug. “He said sit. He didn’t say how to sit.” He came to her other side, a mirrored image of his brother. “Let’s be specific.” Hughs voice dropped to a husky, wicked whisper. “Spread your legs.” Hades leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing her ear. “Our little stepsister needs a good punishment.”

At the beginning of her marriage to Julian, Evelyn Stone was treated like a queen. But after three years, Julian suddenly changed—drastically. Evelyn was left confused, unable to understand what had caused her husband’s transformation. Then, one night, Julian came home with a woman named Selena. That very night, he handed Evelyn divorce papers, claiming he had married the wrong woman all along. It wasn’t Evelyn he had been searching for—it was Selena.