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After an accusation that leads to separation, Desdemona meets with her ex boss; Ettiene,after five years. But this time things are different as she is the boss. She wants revenge. He wants her forgiveness. Things take a turn when feelings stir and old secrets are uncovered. Could this be their second chance at love or will scandal, blackmail and secrets play a role in pulling them apart for good?

Deborah Matthews lives a simple and ordinary life. That night she decided to pop her "cherry" to mark the end of her housemanship. How was she to know that the strange man she approaches at the club to sleep with her is a faceless thief? Mostly, how was she to know that unusual things will begin to happen from that night forward? Sebastian Lee has been watching Debby. She has something he wants. He is known in the real world as a slacker and the loser bastard son of the Halloways even though he is the director and biggest shareholder of Hallow-hospital. His alter ego, however, is Leo, a notorious thief that is on the run and without a face. Debby falls under his protection when bizarre things begin to happen. Soon, Debby finds out the things are not that simple.

Celesta is a young woman living her life day by day. She wakes up, goes about her routine, and spends time thinking about different things. Sometimes she feels like she doesn’t fit in, but that’s probably normal. People around her seem to have things figured out, and she tries her best to do the same. She enjoys quiet moments and occasionally wonders what her future will look like. There are days when she feels a bit off, but that happens to everyone. Most of the time, things stay the same, and nothing really out of the ordinary happens. Her story continues, one day at a time, as she tries to figure things out slowly—if anything changes at all.

With the Dark Prince dead, things have been peaceful between the vampires and werewolves for years, but things are about to change, as Angelica becomes of age. On the night of her introduction ball, things are about to take a big turn, as she finds out the fortress her parents built around her cannot protect her from what is coming for her. With her powers far greater than her mother’s powers ever were, she decides to take it upon herself to be the one to keep the family safe, as she journeys out into the world to find the one thing that can stop the darkness that threatens her existence. But on her journey, she discovers more than she bargained for.

Wendy McNaulty never expected her twenties to look like this—sharing a quirky Boston townhouse with her two best friends, juggling a job she doesn’t love, and navigating a love life that’s as messy as the city’s winter slush. With Grady, her charming and overly confident roommate, and Scott, the quiet and steady best friend who knows her better than anyone, Wendy’s life is a whirlwind of late-night pizza runs, laughter, and unspoken tension. When a disastrous breakup pushes her to “figure herself out,” Wendy vows to swear off romance and focus on herself—only to find love and scandal showing up where she least expects it. As lines blur between friendship and something deeper, Wendy is forced to confront her own heart. Torn between the thrill of the new and the comfort of what’s always been, she begins to unravel feelings she’s kept buried for years. But just when she thinks she has it all figured out, an unexpected twist threatens to change everything. In the midst of secrets, mistakes, and the kind of vulnerability she’s always avoided, Wendy learns that true love doesn’t always come in the form you expect—it’s often been standing right beside you all along.

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

A writer once said, "We don't need down jackets in summer, fans in winter, and attention after we're disappointed." After the breakup, I became happy and even found myself. Thanks for letting me go. This is a series of stories after breakups. A relationship may not necessarily make people happier, but a breakup will definitely do it. “Seven Ear Piercings” I had a secret relationship with my stepmother's son. When we broke up, it became particularly unpleasant. One day, he got drunk and intercepted me in the bathroom. He said, "I'm a masochist. We'll torment each other until our hair turns grey. What can you do to me?" “Blind Date With an Undercover Cop” I never expected to meet him again. The last time I saw him, he was a clumsy barista who messed up my order nine times in a row. I felt sorry for him, so I tried to crack a joke. "Hey, are you an undercover cop?" He looked startled and denied it quickly. But as soon as I left the cafe, he locked the door and disappeared. Later on, we ran into each other again. He stopped me and said, "You're under arrest, because you have stolen my heart, darling."

It has been fifty-five days since my fiancé cut me off. I called off the wedding I'd waited eight long years for. All while he was caring for his childhood sweetheart, who was battling depression and seeking peace at a remote retreat. He even had the historic chapel—a local landmark called the Aethelred Sanctuary—closed to the public for six months because of her. And me? I was left to face the swarming reporters, hounded from one place to the next until I had nowhere left to hide—all because he disappeared without a word. Out of options, I went to the retreat to find him. But he turned me away, saying I would disturb the quiet and sanctity of the place. In the bitter cold of deep winter, I collapsed outside the gates, barely holding on. When I woke, I saw him—Jonathan—planting an entire garden of roses on the grounds, every bloom a declaration of love. Six months later, he finally left and returned home with his childhood sweetheart. The roses they had planted now filled what was supposed to be our wedding venue, from floor to ceiling. I watched them, cold and unmoved. What he didn't know was this—I was already engaged to someone else.

The night my in-laws were rushed to the hospital after a car accident, I hurried over to handle the situation. At the payment counter, I swiped my card—only to find that the joint account I shared with my husband had a mere two dollars left. I called my husband, Zarrick Thompson, over and over again. But he never picked up. It wasn't until later that I learned the truth—he had taken our money to celebrate his first love's birthday. Desperate, I borrowed seventy thousand from a friend to save my in-laws. But after they recovered, they flat-out denied everything. My husband, meanwhile, made no attempt to hide his relationship with her. He wanted me gone. To force me into a divorce, he went as far as setting me up—staging an affair, taking photos of me being humiliated. Then he used them to threaten me. Either I walked away with nothing, shouldering all our debts, or he would ruin me completely. I worked endlessly, day and night, to pay it all off. Until, one winter, I collapsed in a frozen alley and never got up again. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the accident.

Banished princess. Rising warrior. Chosen Luna. Aveline never expected to survive her exile. Cast from the High Realm and thrown through a violent portal, she lands in a world ruled by wolves, winter, and instincts she does not understand. The pack should fear her strange magic. Instead, they protect her. Especially Marek, the fierce Alpha who sees through her thorns and into her hidden fire. But Aveline carries a secret the wolves cannot ignore. The spark inside her is ancient, alive, and tied to the fate of both realms. When shadows pour through a forbidden gateway and a ruthless queen hunts her across worlds, Aveline must choose between the destiny she was born into… and the family she found in the snow. Battles ignite. Magic awakens. Hearts collide. And when the final war shatters the boundaries of the realms, Aveline stands alone at the center of it all, forced to decide where she truly belongs. The throne that once rejected her calls her home. The mate who loves her asks her to stay. The worlds demand her choice. In the end, Aveline chooses not duty, not prophecy, but love. And the life she builds as Luna of the wolf pack will change both realms forever. A sweeping fantasy romance filled with fierce wolves, devastating magic, found family, destiny rewritten, and a love powerful enough to bridge worlds.