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One year ago, my life changed forever. I lost everything in one day, starting with catching my best friend and husband in his office, and they weren’t just talking. From that moment, everything fell apart. I believed I would never get over it. I believed it would break me, but I refuse to kneel in defeat. One year later, and I am back stronger than ever. I am back for revenge. I am not the weak woman I used to be. I have changed a lot in the last year. Now, I am going to make my ex-husband and ex-best friend regret what they did. What better way to do that than to go after my ex-husband’s enemy? His half-brother from another mother. The one he hates the most, the one he is jealous of. I plan on teaching my ex-husband a lesson he won’t forget. I am coming for him. I am coming for both, and they have no idea. Karma is a bitch, and it is coming right at them. What I didn’t expect was to end up getting a second chance of my own. Updates schedule: Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday.

After my 99th confession, my childhood best friend, Michael Leight, finally says yes. I am overjoyed, believing that my years of unrequited love have finally paid off. But when I walk past the pantry, I overhear him speaking tenderly to our family chef, Tahlia Duvey. "Once I take everything from the Kingstons, I'll kick that idiot Ariel to the curb and throw us a grand wedding. Everything here will be yours." My heart feels like a sword has been plunged into it. That night, I storm into Grandpa's study and point at a photo of the Gordon family's heir—Charles, known for always keeping his distance from women. "Grandpa! I want to marry him!" I announce.

*Weak to Strong FL* *Forbidden... and steamy romance* Elena Lockwell, a bastard pup from the weakest pack that couldn't shift despite having werewolf parents. Out of hope, Elena was dumped at Moon College, a prestigious school in Blood Moon pack known for its vigorous training and learning across the werewolf generations. A college filled with giant wolves from different powerful packs— never an option for a weak soul! Just when Elena thought a new better life was brimming ahead of her— recognized and chosen by the Future Alpha King as his mate after numerous abuses that seemed endless. However, Elena’s world was crushed to her feet when she saw her mate cheating on her with her best friend on the night that was meant to be for the two lovers marking. Could it get any worse when Elena lost her long-kept virginity and smell to the unknown one-night fling, who turns out to be her cheating mate's Dad? Can a possessive desire end without a clash when the intimidating Alpha King wants her and the mate that rejected her wasn't willing to let go? When love meets with conflicts and responsibilities, what fate awaits the three wolves? ~Excerpt~ “I’m no one’s mate, at least not yours. Remember you rejected me! That makes me a mateless wolf, and I can go around sleeping with whomever I want” I angrily yelled at my ex-mate. “Who the fuck is the fearless wolf that dares defile the future Alpha King woman?!” Brandon's forest-green eyes bore into mine ferociously, making my body shudder. “And what will you do after knowing who he is?” I snorted in mockery. “I’ll make sure to tear every of his limbs right before your face, then show to the world that you’re mine!”

Eterfinite leave the Green Valley, left behind his mediocre life of meditation. With his aura of those of transcend being; a saint; a flowless woman, and only knows the kindness of the world which he show through his words, every sect gather to recruite him. They gives him the power over the reformation of the world. Strangely the world really in the ruin, the Villagers fear their life every now and then. Thus, Eterfinite can only accept being the disciple so close to the Villagers, and the reformation of the world begun, with his every presence united everyone to do the process and plan, it goes smoothly and grandeur. What he didn't realize though, the reformation is only the beginning. Surround the Village, a howl of a bizzare creatures fill the Villagers in a tremendous of fear. However, Eterfinite begun to tremble, his heart beat crazily, and he felt the presence so close yet so far. The husky voice, the softness accompanied in it, it filled Eterfinite a feeling of familiarity. It is...coming inside his head.

Alan adalah seorang wanita nerd yang dijodohkan oleh ayah angkatnya dengan seorang CEO tampan bernama Gavin Wildberg. Pernikahannya yang dilandasi perjodohan tak membuatnya bahagia karena sikap Gavin yang arogan, dan diam-diam laki-laki itu memiliki affair dengan adik angkatnya Luna Wellington. Penderitaan Alan tak sampai disitu, dia dipakasa bercerai dengan Gavin Oleh Nyonya Wildberg, ibu Gavin, karena Luna ternyata mengandung anak dari Gavin. Namun, kisah itu belum berakhir. Alan pergi dan keluarga kandungnya menemukannya. Hidup Alan berubah, dia bukan lagi seorang wanita nerd, beberapa tahun merubah hidupnya. Sekarang dia berubah menjadi seorang pewaris tahta dan dia akan kembali untuk menuntut balas.

Please…” I begged wanting him to do more. My body shook when he increased the pace.I dropped my back to the desk and arched my back.His mouth found my clit and I let out a deep moan. I could feel the pressure building up. “Greg,I'm so…so close.” I whimpered. His movement slowed a bit. “No!” I cried. “Please.” I could feel the smile tugging in his lips as he continued to lick on my clit. “Please…” I begged even more,my voice sounding needy even to my own ears. He increased his pace.Fingering me faster and harder. My toes curled as I felt the pressure about to explode inside of me. “I'm going to cum..” “Then do so,show me how good you can be and cum for me.” Pressure exploded through me,my whole body shaking from it all.I let my head rest on the desk as I tried to catch my breathe. His arms came around me, lifted me up and wrapped me in his arms. “Thank you.” I whispered. He planted a light kiss on my shoulder and just held me. I pulled back and looked him in the eye. “That was my first orgasm.” I announced proudly,warmth filling my heart. He smiled and leaned in.”How about another one.” ******************************************* Sex. That was the only reason Emillia Winslow got married to the Mafia Billionaire, Gregory Densmore. Being deeply religious,she is thrown into a world that contrasts her belief. There is no remorse,no confessions and no forgiveness. Will She manage to bring light into the dark or will the dark engulf her,forcing her to bring out her shadow self.

I died on my wedding night. Then I woke up—with revenge in my veins and my killer’s uncle in my bed. Betrayed by my husband and murdered by the man I once loved, I get a second chance—reborn one year before my death. This time, I’m done playing nice. I crash my own engagement by announcing an affair with the one man my ex fears: his powerful, brooding billionaire uncle. But what started as a game of revenge spirals into something dangerously real… and I’m carrying his child. Lies. Lust. Loyalty twisted beyond recognition. This time, I’m rewriting the rules—starting with my last name.

For three years, I played the role of a dutiful wife to my husband, Williams, until I found out I was just a mere substitute for his first love— the woman he truly loved.  When she returned, he threw divorce papers at me as if I meant nothing.  And when I refused to sign them, I was forced to donate my blood to his precious mistress, causing me to lose a child I never even knew I was carrying. Shattered and broken, I walked away with one purpose— avenging the death of my unborn child.  He realised his mistake, but it was too late. I was no longer his substitute, but a future he'll never touch.  “You were right, Williams. I was a substitute you never deserved.” 

I am the wife of Anthony Caster, don of the mafia family in New York. When I was nine months pregnant, he brought a woman named Evelyn Graves into the manor, claiming she’d saved his life. That was the day my nightmare began. She put something in my food. Next thing I knew, I was doubled over in pain. And she had the nerve to blame it on me—said I was being reckless with what I ate. She lost her footing and fell down the stairs, but she told everyone I was the one who shoved her. Every day, she’d cry in front of Anthony about how saving him had left her wounded and unable to bear children, how seeing a pregnant woman broke her heart. But the moment she turned to me, the tears were gone, replaced by a cold smile. “As long as I’m here,” she whispered, “your babies will never be born.” Anthony was convinced I was jealous of her. He locked me away in the abandoned attic of the manor and said, “Reflect on your actions and stop bullying Evelyn.” On the first day they shut me in, the contractions began. I screamed, I begged, I banged on the door. The butler heard me and went to inform Anthony. He said, “Amelia, your due date is three days away. Stop putting on an act. Three days in a snowstorm and you came out fine. This? You can handle this.” On the second day, my water broke. I screamed at the top of my lungs, my fingernails digging into the cracks of the wall, blood spilling all over the floor. The butler went to Anthony again. Evelyn said, “Anthony, she’s making all that noise because she wants you to feel sorry for her and let her out. If you give in now, she’ll only grow more reckless later.” He believed her. On the third day, I stopped screaming. Anthony thought I had finally learned my lesson, unaware that I had already died from the difficult labor. When he finally opened that door, all he would find was my rotting, putrid body.

All the relatives knew I had a "backward cousin." For my birthday, she gave me a grocery-store pound cake. When I ran a marathon, she presented me with a pair of worn-out canvas sneakers. At my graduate school acceptance party, she even sent a funeral wreath of white lilies with a sash that read "In Sympathy," wishing me an early departure to the afterlife. In my previous life, I slapped her so hard she tumbled down the porch steps. My brother took her side and plotted revenge, falsely reporting to the university that I had cheated on my SATs. My admission was revoked. "You're so modern. You know how things work," he sneered. "Plenty of people take a gap year. Just apply again." My father also defended her, cutting off all my financial support. "You've had so much schooling. You're so educated," he said coldly. "Support yourself." Alone in a city eighteen hundred miles from home, I fought to survive. I called my brother and my father again and again—only to be blocked. I delivered food while renting a room and studying to reapply. At my lowest, my hands were raw and cracked from frostbite, scrambling for delivery shifts at four in the morning just to earn a small bonus. Worn down by the cold and exhaustion, I suffered cardiac arrest at twenty-three and collapsed in a snowdrift in that unfamiliar city. No one ever came to claim me. This time, I chose to let it go and accepted the wreath with a gracious smile. To fully integrate myself into this family. After all, what is a moment of pride compared to a lifetime's inheritance?