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“You're wasting my time!” Dominic yanked the dress off her violently, causing her body to jolt forward. She almost bumped into Dominic, but he quickly dodged her, causing her to stumble and fall onto the floor with a thud. Belladonna cried out in pain as her knees hurt from hitting the floor, as did her hands, which had to support her body abruptly. She writhed in pain, but Dominic just stared at her without any pity. “It hurts. Can you not treat me so harshly?” she pleaded. “It hurts? You’d better endure the pain because you will get more pain after this. Don’t blame me, blame yourself for agreeing to replace Bianca. You’re just an unwanted bride for me. So I will never treat you as my wife!” ************************************ Belladonna Marino was forced to replace her runaway sister on her wedding day, marrying Dominic Costa, the man who was supposed to belong to someone else. She had no choice but to agree. She did it out of gratitude to the family who raised her, never expecting that the price would be her dignity. Dominic never wanted her. He despised her. He humiliated her, tormented her, and reminded her every day that she was nothing more than an unwanted replacement. Living as his wife was hell— until the day his true bride returned, claiming she was finally ready to marry him. Knowing her role was over, Belladonna chose to leave. But what happens when the man who once hated her realizes too late that the woman he broke is the only one he ever loved?

When I was four months pregnant, my fiance, who was a doctor, left me hanging when we were supposed to get married. This was not the first time; this was the sixteenth time. The first time, his nurse fainted at the sight of blood during an operation, and I waited for him for an entire day at the city hall. The second time, his nurse called, and he left me behind on a viaduct to buy daily necessities for her. Whenever we were about to get married, his nurse would call him for all sorts of problems. The final time was when he told me he was sick. Despite the rain, I rushed to the hospital, only to find that it was his nurse who was sick. He stayed by her side to care for her while he lied to me without batting an eye. At that moment, I began to hate him. I aborted our baby and left. But he chased after me and even traveled out of the country just to apologize.

I slid under his arms, seeking a safe place to catch my breath. I noticed a playful smile on his lips, but I chose to ignore it. "Will the transformation hurt?" I lowered my gaze and whispered. "First, your bones start to break, sending you to the ground," his eyes were closed. "Then, thick fur will grow all over your body. The limb stretching, I think that's the most thrilling part of the pain." The Alpha teased with a flicker of his tongue before continuing. "Next comes the shortening of the snout and the development of sharp claws and fangs." "Will I become irrational?" I covered my mouth, trying to control the knot that had formed in my throat. "How do you control it?" Laughing, he had already reached me and pulled me close, digging his claws not too deeply into my hip, causing a painful moan. "It takes strength, training, and having the goddess on your side, human..." He withdrew his claws, leaving only a long scratch, and returned to my chin, scratching it and collecting a drop of blood. He licked it and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be here throughout your trial..." "To make sure I die?" With tears in my eyes, I took a few more steps towards his dangerous game, realizing that his breathing was slightly heavier. "You remind me a lot of her," he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. "To ensure your transformation doesn't get out of control and to witness the deity's choice." With more pressure on my forehead, he forced me to take a few steps back in pain.

🪷"Fuck... Klaus." Adrianna moaned, a shudder running through her entire body as she caught her bottom lip between her teeth.🪷 ༺༺♡♡༻༻ One moment of weakness was all it took to cross a line they were never meant to cross. Klaus Brennan is the school’s hockey captain—confident, untouchable, and infamous for never getting attached. Adriana Coleman is his sister’s best friend… the one girl who should have been completely off-limits. But some temptations don’t stay buried. What begins as a reckless dare turns into late-night encounters filled with stolen touches, lingering glances, and a chemistry neither of them can ignore. Around others, they act like nothing has changed—but behind closed doors, every moment pulls them deeper into something dangerously real. Klaus has always been in control. Until her. And Adriana has always followed the rules. Until him. Now they’re trapped between desire and consequences, secrecy and loyalty, knowing that if their relationship is exposed, it won’t just break hearts—it could destroy everything they’ve built. Because loving Klaus Brennan was never supposed to be an option… but letting him go might be impossible. And some secrets aren’t meant to stay hidden forever.

My stepson, Lucas Lincoln, is trapped in a fire. After calling the fire brigade, I quickly ring my husband, Jasper Lincoln. Jasper is the leader of a search-and-rescue team, after all. But to my dismay, Jasper is currently keeping his ex-wife, Yvonne Schmidt, company. Yvonne has won the "Forensic Doctor of the Year" award, and so they are out celebrating it. My phone calls are rejected again and again. Jasper never once calls me back, even after Lucas' cries for help disappear entirely. By the time the fire brigade arrives to quell the flames, Lucas has been burned to a crisp. I tell Jasper what happened to our son, but he only gleefully says, "He was nothing but a troublemaker who'd contribute nothing to society. If he's dead, then so be it. This way, he won't grow up to become a menace. "Yvonne happens to be giving a public talk tomorrow and is still in need of a specimen demonstrating burn injuries. She can use Noah's corpse for her demonstration since it's still fresh." I sneer. So Jasper thinks that my own son, Noah Green, is the one who died in the fire. I immediately send Lucas' blackened corpse to Yvonne's operating room.

At the recording studio of a divorce reality show, when Logan Barnes, the superstar, catches a fallen headset for me, he subconsciously takes my hand and kisses it. The thing is, the livestreaming camera is still rolling. The kiss leaves the entire Internet in chaos. After all, I'm not Logan's ex-wife in this reality show. Everyone can't wait to see me break down and get jealous to the point that I'll keep pestering my actual ex-husband, Eddie Hancock. But right after the reality show is over, Logan and I become the most envied Internet couple.

My boyfriend's childhood friend declared herself the ultimate 'socialite fraud buster' the very first time we met. She would not stop lecturing me at the dinner table. "Women really shouldn't overdress. If Sean hadn't told me himself that you were his girlfriend, I would've written you off as just another one of those fake socialites I've exposed." My boyfriend nodded along eagerly. "You really do dress too flashy. Just listen to Gina and tone it down a little." I could not be bothered to engage, so I excused myself to the restroom, but I ended up overhearing Georgina Lawson's little 'fraud assessment' from right outside the door. "Sean, this woman's walk, the way she talks… All of it screams training. She's a classic case of a fake socialite. She's only with you for your money! That watch, the limited-edition bag, that sports car worth tens of millions... What doctor could possibly afford all that?" Fury burned through me, and I finally reached my limit. I turned around and called my father, the richest man in the city. "Dad, wire me 50 million dollars. I'm buying out a little fraud-busting studio that targets 'fake socialities' to teach her that rich people have children too!"

BLURB When my father couldn’t pay his debt to the mafia, my sister was promised to Lucien Moretti, the most feared don in Milan. But on the wedding day, she ran. So my family shoved me into her shoes and sent me to the devil wearing my sister’s wedding gown. Now I’m trapped in a marriage built on lies with a man who terrifies me as much as he obsesses over me, trying to escape and dreading the day he discovers I’m not the woman he was supposed to marry. But how am I supposed to run when Lucien touches me like he’d burn the world for me and his obsession starts feeling dangerously close to love? Girls my age are falling in love, going to parties, and surviving the world. I’m stuck surviving Lucien Moretti. And I am starting to understand that when he finally says my name like he knows the truth… It will be the last thing I ever hear.

I was supposed to marry perfect, golden-boy Adrian Vaughn in two days. But one wild, drunken bachelorette night in Miami changed my life for good when a game of truth or dare led me to a gorgeous stranger. After a night of endless tequila, I woke up with a wedding ring on my finger and a marriage certificate signed with a man I didn't even know. I told him to vanish out of my life, running back home to New York in hopes of forgetting the mistake and walking down the aisle to my fiancé. But the nightmare truly begins when I reach the altar and look at the best man. The stranger from Miami is Adrian's older brother. Now, I am trapped in a mansion with the perfect man I was supposed to marry and his dangerous brother who secretly owns my body and soul.

What happens when you find out the man you love only ever mated you because you look like his dead wife? That’s Soraya’s reality. She loved Alpha Ragnar like a fool. Trusted him. Worshipped him. Thought he’d give her the world. Until he buried himself deep inside her… and moaned another woman’s name. That night, Soraya’s world came crashing down. She had no choice but to run—from Ragnar’s madness, and with a secret child she swore to protect from him. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, and in the next moment, she is captured, caged, and sold to the highest bidder. To Alpha Khai King. Ruthless. Cold. Sinfully powerful. And also, her husband’s sworn enemy. He doesn’t care that she’s already mated. He doesn’t care that she’s carrying another Alpha’s child. He wants her. On her knees. In his bed. As his personal favorite. To survive long enough, Soraya agrees to play his lover in exchange for his protection. But the deeper she falls for her new master, the hungrier her ex-husband becomes—lusting, fighting, and raising hell to take back what he thinks is still his. But what happens when neither man plans to let her go… and one of them is playing a much darker game? * * * Warning: This is an 18+ dark romance — emphasis on the dark. If you're looking for a wholesome, feel-good love story... this ain't it, babe. Here, you'll find filth, degradation, dark kinks, and enough tension to light a match. But somewhere between the madness, betrayal, and morally grey obsession, there is a twisted kind of love. So buckle up! It’s toxic, it's messy, it's not approved by your therapist — but it’s addictive. Read responsibly. Or don’t.