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My fiancé's first love was taking photos on a cliff before the landslide. To save her, he actually left me behind on the crumbling edge. I pleaded with him to save me. "Lucy isn't physically strong—she can't handle this alone. You've always been resilient. I'll get Lucy to safety first, then come back for you." Their silhouettes vanished over the ridge. After a brief commotion, everything went silent. Including me, with my freshly sprained ankle. When he saw the news of my death, he completely fell apart.

I was the odd one out in the Chicago mob. Other men's women spent their time fighting for affection, clawing for power, watching out for the homewreckers. Not me. I spent mine cleaning up after my boyfriend, Don Vincent Maro. His political rivals — I squared away. His brother's messes — I handled overnight. The women he kept on the side — I dealt with personally. Last month it got worse. He asked me to go chase off a man who'd been hanging around Sofia, his new girl. Sofia pouted. "Elena really can do everything." Vincent said, "That's why I keep her around." Sofia asked, "Won't Elena be upset?" Vincent paused. "Her? She's used to it." Seven years. No title in the Maro family. No public acknowledgment. Just one function — fixing things. This time, I was tired. I slid the last stack of documents across to Vincent. He signed them one after another without looking up. When he was done, he asked: Anything else? I said: No. It's all handled. What he didn't know was that at the bottom of that stack was the document terminating every identity I held inside the Maro family. The moment his pen touched that page, I no longer belonged to the Maros. And I no longer belonged to him.

No one knew that I was a sex addict until the company's team building exercise. I had forgotten to bring my medicine along for that night and was assigned to a tent with a male colleague. I was in tears as I climaxed right before his eyes, and now that there was no turning back, my impulses spiralled further away from control…

After eight long years of loving her, Lucas York was finally about to get what he wanted. He was going to marry Fiona Shaw. But at their wedding, in front of everyone, Fiona abandoned him without a second thought and ran straight to the man she always put first. Lucas didn’t cry. He didn’t make a scene. He simply announced in front of all their guests that he and Fiona were done. From that moment on, they had nothing to do with each other. Everyone thought Lucas was just trying to save face. They all assumed that after a while, he would forgive her again. After all, on his birthday, Fiona had stayed on set with that man instead of coming home. And Lucas had forgiven her. On their anniversary, Fiona had gone overseas with that same man. And Lucas had forgiven her. Even at their engagement party, Fiona had missed the entire event because of him. And still, Lucas had forgiven her. But only Lucas knew the truth. The heart that had loved Fiona for eight years was already dead. This time, he would never forgive her again. At first, Fiona thought Lucas was just throwing a tantrum. She figured he would cool off after a few days. Until the day she knocked on his door, and a woman in a bathrobe walked out. She had a graceful figure and a bright, beautiful smile. “Ms. Shaw, why are you here looking for my boyfriend?” That was when Fiona finally panicked.

Little did Jeanne know the best friend and lover that she adored will turn her life upside down in one night. Heart filled with mingled feelings, she decided to walk away to move on and find a new life. Then, Aaron appeared in her life, bringing new hope. At that same time, Andy the lover came back, trying to fight for her love again. Jeanne started to feel confuse over finding her right man. However, things turned unsorted whren Jeanne was suddenly pregnant. Who's the father? What is the ending for her unsteady friendship and love life?

"I thought you loved me!" He cut me off instantly. "Didn't we agree to run away together?" I cried, "Maxwell... I swear on my life, I had no idea this was going to happen. My mom planned everything and…" He dismissed me with a wave of his hand. "Cut it off, step-sister," he said, heading to his car. "Maxwell! Maxwell! Please don't leave me with that son of a bitch!" I shouted desperately. Anastasia, a recent college graduate, is torn between her forbidden love for her stepbrother Maxwell and her mother's demands to marry Ryan, a stranger. When she discovers she's carrying Maxwell’s child, her world spirals out of control. Trapped in a loveless marriage with a monster, she longs for Maxwell, but he's nowhere to be found. Just when she thinks all hope is lost, Maxwell's father steps in—but he's determined to keep her for himself. She's stuck. Damn it!

He is blind and has the money. She is poor and has eyes. Both are perfect together on their quest for revenge, which brought them into the turmoil of lust, love, and hate. *** Leonardo pulled Angela's arms hard and said, "You will serve me and do my wish." He then tore her dress. "This is a wrong move, Mr. Vera." Angela twisted her wrist from Leonardo's grip, but Leonardo's strength remained intact and overpowering; he instead made her a prisoner in his arms and then pinned her on the wall. She was almost , with only her lingerie covering her and below. And he touched her face, down to her neck, her . Angela's hatred escalated with his touch, and she struggled, but he persisted in taming her, dragging and pinning her to his bed. His weight over her made her immobile. And she remembered her gun in her bag and reached out for it at the side of the bed, as Leo’s hand grasped her other hand and pinned it above her head. He was blind, but he knew what he was going to do. A little voice in Angela’s mind screamed, "KILL HIM!" as she grasped the gun in one hand.

"At this point in a werewolf's life, all sons of an Alpha will be proud and eager to take over as the next Alpha. All, except me!" Damien Anderson, next in line to become Alpha, conceals a dark secret in his family's history which gnawed his soul everyday, turning him to the villain he once feared he'd become. Despite his icy demeanor, he finds his heart drawn to Elara, his mate. To protect himself from love's vulnerability, he appoints her as a maid, an act that both binds them and keeps them apart. Just as it seemed he might begin to open up his heart to Elara, a revelation emerges that shakes the very foundation of their bond, and he must confront the dark truth about his family's legacy. The stakes are higher than ever as Damien faces a choice that could lead to salvation or plunge him deeper into the shadows he has fought to escape.

After the Midnight Ceremony, Elizabeth had to run. There was no other choice. After her father was killed by her step-brother and her mother imprisoned, the daughter of the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack had to escape. And she did, but with a price. With no memory and no access to her wolf, she’s picked up by the Lunar Legacy pack. The one that noticed her? Alexander, the second son of the pack’s Alpha, handsome with girls falling for him left and right. With her own pack still out to get her and jealous girls out to get her left and right, Elizabeth feels alone. But not with Alexander. Betrayal and romance are around every corner, and who knows what other secrets this forest hides...

My boyfriend stole my last food and fuel, abandoned me to a zombie horde, and ran off with his mistress. Then I woke up three months before the apocalypse. This time, I’m taking everything for myself. Armed with memories of the future and a mysterious Level-Up System, I escape to the mountains, build a fortress, recruit dangerous allies, and carve out a kingdom in the ruins of the world. Now the man who betrayed me wants forgiveness. Unfortunately for him, I’ve become far more dangerous than the undead.