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Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.

Lyra, a runaway wolf shifter scarred by her violent past, has spent years hiding in small towns, running from the chains of her former pack. She wants nothing more than freedom and anonymity. But one fateful night under the full moon, her secret life unravels when she rescues two lost Yellowstone wolf cubs from a ravenous vampire. Her heroism throws her into the path of Ronan, the powerful new Alpha of the Yellowstone Pack. Ronan is a leader torn between his duty to his people and a fragile alliance built on an arranged betrothal. Yet the moment Lyra defies him, his instincts roar with recognition that this rogue is no ordinary intruder, but the one fate has tied to him. As vampire threats rise and pack loyalties fracture, Lyra and Ronan are forced into a dangerous partnership. Bound by blood, betrayal, and a pull neither can deny, their choices could save or destroy them all.

My husband was sterile. Necrospermia, they said. His brother was in a coma and had no partner. Their mother wanted me to sleep with both of them and get knocked up with the family's heir. I refused and applied for a divorce. Ninety-nine times. Ninety-nine failures. Then, I put in the hundredth application. When that failed, I agreed to my mother-in-law's request, holding a pregnancy test result. My husband disagreed. That night, he stopped me before I could sleep with his brother. Harshly, he said, "My mother was just testing you. I can't believe you'd get pregnant with the illegitimate child." I was amused and annoyed. "You're the one who said yes, as long as I could get pregnant with your family's heir."

I canceled my ticket to Iceland. Even the customer service agent sounded confused. “There are only two seats left on this flight. Are you sure you want to cancel?” “Yes,” I said. “I’m sure.” We had been together for four years. Every February, he flew to Iceland. He always said it was for a photography project. On social media, he only posted glaciers and the northern lights. Whenever I said I wanted to see the aurora too, he would tell me, “It’s too cold there. You wouldn’t be able to handle it.” Then yesterday, I helped him organize an old hard drive. Inside was an encrypted folder named **February**. When I opened it, every photo was of the same girl standing beneath the same northern lights. The light was soft around her. Even the strands of her hair glowed clearly in the frame. The only photo he had ever taken of me was outside our apartment complex. Backlit. Out of focus. My eyes were squinting, and my entire face was blurred. At the time, he had even laughed and said, “As long as you can tell it’s you, it’s fine.” So it wasn’t that he didn’t know how to take good photos. He just never wanted to take them of me. For four years, he chased the northern lights. And every time, the same person stood beside him. The farthest light I had ever seen was nothing more than an Iceland photo he had posted carelessly online. While I was packing my things, he called me. His voice was rushed. “Weren’t you the one who kept saying you wanted to see the northern lights? Why did you cancel the ticket?” I hung up without answering. Iceland was too far. The aurora was too cold. Since he was never willing to come toward me, I would walk toward the light on my own.

Jennifer Morgan was repeatedly abused in her marriage by her husband, Stanley Morgan, CEO of of Morgan's holding. She endured the pain in silence, trapped by shame and fear of what might happen if she left, forced to live in a gilded cage. Her life shattered the day Stanley’s violence caused her to have a miscarriage. From that moment, Jennifer began to plan a powerful revenge, one that would bring down the man she once believed was her precious husband. Reaching out to the one person who hates Stanley as much as she now does, she forges a dangerous alliance with Alistair Croft, Stanley’s charming and ruthless business rival. Together, they plot a dual destruction: a divorce that will bleed him dry and a corporate takedown that will dismantle his empire brick by brick. But Croft’s help comes with a cost far greater than she imagined. To reclaim her freedom, Jennifer must confront not only her monstrous husband, but also Croft’s past… including his ex-wife and the secrets buried between them. Jennifer must decide how far she is willing to go and what she is willing to become as she trades one powerful man's chains for another's.

Seraphine Vale is the only child of Maelis Vale, a respected family of the Night Fang Pack. Born under the Moon Goddess’s prophecy, Seraphine was fated to bond with the Alpha Triplets: Kaleen Thorne, Lysander Thorne, and Riven Thorne, the heirs of the Night Fang Pack. At the age of eighteen, the prophecy comes to light. Shockingly, all three Triplets reject her, and each rejection seals a curse, making her silent, wolfless, and stealing her ability to love. Seraphine Vale's mother dies protecting her, marking the night with grief and betrayal. Seraphine flees the Night Fang Pack and runs into exile, where she would survive as silent, wolfless, and cursed. Despite the Alpha Triplets' rejection, the bond still screamed Seraphine's name. Years later, under a blood-red moon, the Moon Goddess issues a proclamation that shakes the werewolf world: The one whom Seraphine Vale willingly accepts back shall be ruler of the Night Fang Pack. The Triplets would do everything within their power to win Seraphine back. Each of them devises their own strategy, hoping to be the one she chooses. The question remains: who has the best approach to regain her trust, loyalty, and heart?Seraphine Vale might return not broken but strong. She may return, not as their Luna, but for revenge.

Christopher Benjamin Jackson is the last son of Daniel Jackson a rich and successful business man and a strict but loving single father of five sons. He has five brothers, with a big house and a multimillionaire father, you may think he must be really happy with everything on his feet, but no, he would gladly trade all he has just for one thing, the love of his brothers, who despise him right from the instance he left the hospital without their beloved mother. Christ will have to pass through lots of pain to merit their love, or will he ever obtain their love? Read to find out!

I was dying soon. However, both of my childhood friends, who swore to protect me forever, did not realize that. It was because they were busy throwing a celebration party for their junior from the research lab. I went through hardships and got infected by this incurable virus to retrieve this special seaweed from the deep sea. However, that junior claimed that she was the one who got the seaweed! My childhood friends, whom I had known for decades, believed her. Due to their accusations, I became the evil senior who was taking credit for a junior’s work. I wanted to explain, but they said, “Mandy Smith is a good kid. Why would she lie?” “You’re busy playing tricks and acting like a pick-me girl instead of focusing on your research. Trust me, I’m going to get you removed by our supervisor.” After I was discharged from the hospital, I left the research lab and disappeared just like they wanted. However, they started to desperately look for me.

Dad and my brother, Jonah Atwood, have always favored my sister, Lisa Atwood, while resenting me. At my coming-of-age ceremony, when several werewolves in the Blackwolf pack corners and harasses me, it's Rex Vaughn, the Alpha's heir, who steps in to protect me. He throws the most extravagant mate-bonding ceremony for me, right before the Moon Goddess. Overnight, I become someone every other female wolf wishes they could be! I'm seven months pregnant when I show up at Lisa's birthday party. Somehow, we're ambushed by dark magic. As always, Dad and Jonah put Lisa first. They throw everything they have into shielding and dragging her out of the enemies' barrier, leaving me trapped in the center of the spell circle, nearly consumed. In the end, it's Rex who pulls me out. Later, I wake up in Stone Cabin, only to walk right into a scene that makes my blood run cold. "You paid off an old witch from the Darkmoon pack to set up that spell circle?" Rex's eyes blaze red with fury. "She's only seven months along, and you were already trying to rip the pup out of her? "What? Were you hoping Lily and her pup would blow up and die together?" Jonah and Dad shrink back, trying to explain themselves. "Lisa's wolf is fading fast. The old witch said the only way to save her and her wolf is to sacrifice someone with the same blood immediately…" Rex snaps, "I care about Lisa more than either of you do! Why else do you think I claimed Lily as my mate? Sure, I want to save Lisa, but not by sacrificing Lily and her pup!" That is how I learn the truth. Rex didn't bond with me because he cared. He did it to save Lisa. As it turns out, he's no different from Dad and Jonah. All they ever see is Lisa, the weak-born wolf. I was never part of the picture to begin with. Since no one's ever truly cared about me, I'll walk away with my pup.

The notorious Alpha of the Black Wolf pack, Kellen Blackwood, is feared throughout the entire pack for his violent temper. Yet, everyone knows he adores his mate, Lilith Hayes. I am only an Omega, the lowest rank among werewolves, and I haven't awakened my wolf by the age of 18. Even though I became a laughingstock in the Black Wolf pack, Kellen still treats me as the love of his life. He always says I am as pure as moonlight, and he's willing to bow his head and surrender his pride for me. I believe him. Despite my family's objections, I become his mate. For five years, we have been together. He cherishes me like a priceless treasure. The Alpha Kellen, who shows no mercy outside, cooks meals for me and takes care of our home with his own hands. The fearsome leader, who never bows to anyone, gently lowers his head and shows deference to me. When my brother, Rex Hayes, breaks werewolf law, Kellen is the one who accompanies me to find someone who will testify for him. But on the day of the trial, the only person who can prove Rex's innocence, Ella Foster, is nowhere to be found. Rex is convicted of assault instead of being cleared for self-defense. The moment Rex is found guilty, Kellen is the first to stand and applaud in agreement. I lose control and run to confront Ella, demanding to know why she turned her back on us at the last moment. Ella clutches her stomach, tears rolling down her face, her voice trembling as she says, "Rex really is at fault. I can't just stand by and let my father be blamed for something he didn't do!" I stand there in shock, and then Kellen appears behind me. "Lilith, Ella is pregnant with my pup. I can't let anything happen to the pup she's carrying. Rex's punishment is exile to the Frozen Wastes. Compared to everything Ella has lost, that's already merciful."