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SEVEN DAYS BEFORE MY WEDDING, I walked into our bedroom and found my neurosurgeon fiancé cheating with my cousin. Six months later, Oliver and Vanessa are married, my humiliation is office coffee-break gossip, and I've done everything possible to disappear off the face of the earth. Then I find out my grandmother is dying. This birthday might be her last, and I refuse to let my ex take that from me too. Problem is, going means facing my own personal nightmare head-on: Oliver and Vanessa, happy and married, right in front of me, while the rest of my family looks at me like I'm a walking tragedy. That's when Simon Hart—my billionaire boss, arrogant as hell, and the only man who can irritate me, make me laugh, and dismantle every single one of my defenses in the same conversation—makes me an absolutely ridiculous proposal. "Just think about it." He spreads his hands. " You’re tired of everyone pitying you. I’m rich as hell, handsome as hell, and charming as hell. Who's going to feel sorry for you when you show up with Simon Hart on your arm?" The problem is, he's right. I need a boyfriend to survive my grandmother's birthday weekend without turning back into the official family disaster. And Simon needs a serious girlfriend to prove to all of New York that the city's most eligible bachelor has finally settled down. It was supposed to be simple. Fake dating. Two events. Some convincing touching. Absolutely zero feelings. Until we added new terms to the agreement. No-strings s*x. No jealousy. No expectations. Just s*x. And it worked perfectly. Right up until everything went completely off the rails.

On the night of my engagement party, I found my fiancé with his hands in my sister’s hair. I thought the betrayal ended there. I was wrong. Minutes later, Ethan stood in front of both our families and announced that he was in love with Ava. My sister. While everyone rushed to comfort them, I became the villain for refusing to smile through my own humiliation. Then Damien Black walked into the room. Powerful. Untouchable. The one man Ethan feared. Before the night ended, Damien handed me a contract. One year. One marriage. One chance to save my father’s company. All I had to do was become his wife. I should have said no. Instead, I signed. Now my ex can’t stop watching me. My sister can’t stop competing with me. And the man I married keeps protecting pieces of me I thought nobody noticed. The problem is that Damien Black is hiding something. And every day I spend with him makes me less certain that our marriage was ever supposed to be just a contract.

Since the day Serenity got hitched to a stranger on their blind date, she had assumed married life would be ordinary but respectful and mundane. It never crossed her mind that her new husband would be clingy like a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of a shoe. To her utmost surprise, he could make her troubles disappear whenever she was in a fix. Despite her questioning, her husband would always pass it off as luck. Until one day, she watched an interview with a local billionaire known for fussing over his wife. That was when she noticed the uncanny resemblance of the billionaire to her husband. The wife whom he was showering attention on turned out to be her!

Three years into her marriage to Caleb Hampton, Sydney Wilson finally learned the truth: the woman he loved was his sister-in-law. On the night his brother died, Sydney saw Caleb's true nature. At the funeral, she did not even flinch when Caleb took a slap meant for his sister-in-law. She always knew he had married her because she was quiet, obedient, and easy to control. She proved it, even in the way she left him. No dramatic fights. No tearful confrontations. Just a divorce quietly signed, sealed, and hidden. What Caleb didn't know was that they were already divorced. Sydney had stopped being quiet and was already seeing someone else. The day Sydney's breakthrough cancer drug took the world by storm, she received accolades and glory. Everyone cheered—except Caleb, who dropped to one knee, his eyes bloodshot with desperation, begging for a second chance. But a possessive arm wrapped around Sydney's waist, declaring to the world, "Sorry, but she's getting married. To me."

Five years ago, I left my husband a note. Three sentences. A returned bracelet. A door closing softly at 4am. He told me to get rid of our baby. I got rid of him instead. Now he’s sitting across my boardroom table in the city I built for myself, looking for the woman he married. She’s gone. What’s left is stronger.
My husband was cheating on me with my best friend for six months. Six months of roses. Six months of 'you are my everything' while he was secretly betraying me. I trusted him with my whole heart. He handed it to her like a cheap gift. So when Dominic Ford showed up with rage in his eyes and proof in his hands, something in me snapped. And in that broken, dangerous place, a reckless idea was born. "An affair," I told him, meeting his gaze. "We give them exactly what they deserve." He studied me for a long moment. Then he nodded. "When do we start?" This was supposed to be about revenge. It was never supposed to become something more. It was never supposed to feel like home. Now our cheating spouses are on their knees, begging. But Dominic is looking at me like the plan just changed. And God help me, I don't want to walk away either. We agreed. No strings. No feelings. Just revenge. That was the deal. We lied. ___ WARNING: This story contains mature content.
This is Currently an Omnibus! Featuring: Book 1: The Unwanted Luna - Kennedy and Ryker's Story Book 2: The Warrior's Mate - Finn and Greta's Story Book 3: Taming the Alpha's Heir - Ben and Elara's Story Book 1: Kennedy is a human thrown into the unbelievable world of the supernatural when her parents die in a freak car accident and her mother’s best friend steps in to become her guardian. Her mother’s best friend, Beth, is the Luna of the Silver Crescent Pack. Kennedy has known Beth and her husband James and their son Jeremiah her whole life, but thought pack life would be something she would only hear about. The Alpha and Luna keep no secrets about the dangers of their world for a human like Kennedy. Jeremiah takes an interest in keeping Kennedy safe and helps her through the trauma of moving on from the accident. Kennedy is taught pack ways and for the most part is loved by all the pack members, learning the values of the pack bond, the ways of the warriors and respect for the hierarchy of the wolf culture. She becomes a very proficient warrior even with only human strength and senses. Follow Kennedy on her journey of mates, love, friendship and fighting a mate bond she doesn’t want holding her back from her own goals and dreams. __ Ryker is a young, well-known, and feared Alpha of Dark Moon pack. He cares for his pack members through tough love and an iron fist. He's seen what happens when Alphas take their mate. It makes them weak and lose focus. Many have been corrupted by terrible mates. He would rather stay alone than be controlled.
On the fifth anniversary of Rebecca Perry's marriage to Vance Bradford, his first love returned to the country. That night, she caught him in the bathroom, murmuring Catherine's name as he pleasured himself. That was why, for five years, he had never touched her. "Catherine is back; she's all alone. I'm just helping her as a friend." "I understand." "I promised her I'd accompany her to the island for her birthday. I'm just fulfilling it." "Okay." "This banquet requires a capable companion, and Catherine is more suitable than you." "Okay, go ahead." When she stopped getting angry, stopped shedding tears, and stopped making a fuss, he grew puzzled. "Rebecca, why aren't you angry?" Of course, she wasn't angry anymore—because she was preparing to leave. Weary of this stagnant marriage, she had secretly learned a foreign language, taken the proficiency exam, and applied to study abroad. The day her visa was approved, she presented him with the divorce agreement. Vance froze. "No joke. How are you gonna survive without me?" Rebecca turned away, bought a plane ticket, and flew to the European continent, vanishing without a trace. The next time he saw news of her was in a viral video. Dressed in a flowing red gown, she danced against a foreign sky, igniting the internet with her performance. He gritted his teeth. "Rebecca, no matter where you hide, I will find you and bring you back!"

She was a free bird who wanted to fly in sky like a carefree bird but now she is caged bird who was struggling to get out of that prison. she tried a lot to break this prison but her destiny was sealed with the devil who only wanted to destroy her completely without any mercy. she didn't know why she is getting this unbearable punishment????? why she was being caged??? she did know nothing. she sacrificed herself for her only family, her father. saving her father, she loose herself. A devil brutally snatched her pure identity and shoved a new tainted identity on her face. Now she was living her new tainted identity, but she wanted to run away from there where she can live with her pure identity because she hated herself and her new identity as "Mistress".

Jenna Nova watched everything taken from her when her father died. Yet, it wasn't as gut drenching as seeing her boyfriend sleeping with her stepmother after being kicked out of her father's multinational company. Getting drunk at the bar and ending up in the wrong room. She woke up in the company of a dying man, saving his life in the process. Everything changed when she found out about his identity. That man was Casper Blade, the newly inaugurated CEO of Blade Towers and ruler of the dark mafia. Not only was he cold and ruthless but it was also rumored that he was the devil disguised as a human. He was attractive to the kill but his heart was as dark as coal. He was everything she feared and before she realized, he got her just where he wanted her. Against his dangerous family and all odds, he broke protocols just for her. Still, Jenna couldn't accept his obsessive love and tried to escape but why couldn't he let her go? He had taken over her mind and when he found her, she begged to be left alone. His lips parted slightly, and he spoke like a demon. "Return my heart, and I will let you go."

"Shayari if you're expecting anything from this Nikkah then don't because this Nikkah is nothing but a compromise to save your dignity. I won't be able to give you any rights on me or love that a wife deserves but I will be loyal with you that I assure you. I won't cheat ever but if you dared to cheat on me I won't think twice before shooting you in the middle of your eyes and after a time period I will divorce you as well don't worry we won't be married for forever." He said emotionlessly Well great start for your married life isn't it?He is talking about divorce on the wedding night itself. Note the sarcasm please " I don't expect anything from you, no love, no rights, nothing. This marriage is a big scandal in my life and nothing else.And I'm not a slut that I will cheat on you. I have no interest in that thing. Think yourself free from my side and one more thing if you want you can keep relationships or sleep with others I don't have a problem with that.Anyways, who is interested in you, not me at least. Do whatever you want. And now if you're done with your clear explanation then excuse me I am sleepy and need my beauty sleep because unlike you I sleep at night like any other normal human being "I said and looked at his face.. ***************** Arhaan is like flames dangerous and has the power to burn someone into ashes Shayari is like Roses soft fragile yet full of thorns to protect herself. What will happen when this both will be tied together in an unwanted marriage?Will love bloom between them or the flames will turn the roses in ashes?

Adrian Vale is an incorrigible womanizer—until Matteo Rossi, his girlfriend’s ruthless and dangerously attractive older brother, discovers his infidelity and forces him to become the perfect boyfriend. But when the two men are forced to work together, their hatred begins to turn into an irresistible attraction. Amid forbidden glances, jealousy, and encounters charged with tension, Adrian discovers that the man he fears most is also the one he desires most. And Matteo, willing to do anything to protect his sister, is about to commit the one betrayal he could never forgive himself for: falling in love with her boyfriend.

Ariana Lombardo was in hiding with her captors, but that all changed when the news came that her husband had awoken from his nearly 6 month coma. They were captured by a special task force that forced them into making a deal to help take down the entire mafia organization. Ariana was once again reunited with her husband, but this time with a mission. Diego was one step behind her, and everything went terribly wrong.

Maya Carter is a maid in the Romano mansion, barely surviving on dialysis while keeping her kidney failure a secret. Cold, ruthless Don Salvatore Romano hires her and expects silence, obedience, and invisibility. But when Maya collapses in the west wing and Sal finds her, something shifts. He notices her. He protects her. And slowly, the house that felt like a prison starts to feel like home. As Sal begins to care for Maya, enemies start watching. When Maya’s brother shows up asking for money, Sal chooses her over family. When Maya’s health crashes, Sal makes the impossible choice: he gives her his kidney. Going public at a gala puts a target on Maya’s back. A knife and her photo in the mail means war. Sal ends the threat for good, but not before both of them almost lose everything. From maid to the Don’s claimed woman to his wife, Maya and Sal prove that love can grow in the darkest places. He gave her his kidney. She gave him a reason to live.

One kiss with the bad boy was all it took for both of them to fall for eachother. When Lydia Hayes, Worthington's sweetheart joins a party and better yet gets to kiss her frenemy, Blake Parker, unwanted feelings start blooming in both their hearts. Sparks fly and happiness engulfs them with an astonishing amount of drama.

Meet Essence and Kymoni two Big Beautiful Plus size women fresh out of highschool and straight into college life. They ate far away from their small town in South Carolina. But are they ready for everything this new world will throw and them. Let's find out. Join me on this new roller-coaster ride!

Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible. Noah was the quintessential “It” guy at school—charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson’s best friend and Jessa’s biggest bully. During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin. As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah. Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson’s sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies? Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside.

“Dad said I would like you, but I already couldn't stand you the moment we met. Isn't that ironic?” “Mutual feelings, then. I guess it's better if we stay out of each other's way.” That was the deal. Kiera Hartley is the newly adopted daughter of the wealthy Cole family—a girl who learned long ago to bury her emotions and has completely lost the ability to cry. Liam Cole is the family's biological son—cynical, arrogant, and harboring a deep-seated hatred for women. They were supposed to be strangers living under the same roof. But everything changes when Liam makes a cruel bet with his friends: make the unshakeable new girl cry. To win, Liam must break through Kiera's walls, playing a dangerous game of emotional warfare. But Kiera's silence hides a dark past, and her armor is thicker than he ever anticipated.

I thought surviving high school would be the hardest part of my life. I was wrong. The day my mother died, I lost everything—my family, my home, and the truth. Years later, I'm forced to move into the one place I swore I'd never return... Brinkley Estate. And the one person waiting for me there is Callum Brinkley. The boy who has hated me for as long as I can remember. Cold. Cruel. Untouchable. Living under the same roof with him is torture. But the more I try to stay away, the more impossible it becomes to ignore the secrets hidden behind his walls—and behind his eyes. Someone is watching us. Anonymous messages begin appearing. Locked rooms are suddenly unlocked. Old journals reveal impossible truths. And every clue points to a conspiracy buried for more than twenty years. The deeper we dig, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because my mother's death wasn't an accident. She was murdered to protect a secret powerful enough to destroy generations. Now someone wants me to finish what she started... Even if it means I won't survive. In a house built on lies, where everyone has something to hide and no one can be trusted, the last person I should fall for is the boy who hates me. But what if hatred was never the whole story? What if the greatest secret inside Brinkley Estate... is the reason we were destined to meet? Some families inherit wealth. Others inherit monsters.

“You’re my best friend’s little sister.” I fold my arms, pretending his words don’t bother me. “Last time I checked, I have a name.” A slow smile tugs at the corner of his lips. “Sophie.” Hearing my name in his voice does something dangerous to my heart. He takes a step back, dragging a hand through his hair as if he’s trying to put distance between us. “None of that changes anything.” I lift an eyebrow. “What exactly doesn’t it change?” His gaze locks onto mine, lingering a second too long. “You’re still off-limits.” A smile plays on my lips. “Then you should stop looking at me like that.” His jaw tightens. “Like what?” I move closer until there’s barely a breath between us. “Like you’ve already forgotten your own rule.”

On the day of my seventh wedding anniversary, my husband's lover gave my son a pet cat. My pregnancy made me allergic to cat fur, and rashes appeared all over my body. Sensing that it might lead to a miscarriage, I told my son to return the cat. "I'm keeping it!" my five-year-old son, Zachary, protested. He pushed me and said, "I hate having you as my mom! I want Aunt Lynn to be my mom!" My husband, Quinton Locke, tore into me. "Why did you have to develop an allergy now, out of all times? Is your jealousy blinding you to the point where you won't even consider your son 's feelings? You're being unreasonable!" He carried Zachary up and left with the cat. They had eschewed me in favor of Lynn Shelbert, Quinton's lover and the 'apple of his eye'. I collapsed on the ground, watching as blood began to soak my pants. At that moment, I knew I had suffered a miscarriage. I felt an unimaginable pain while I was in the hospital. My husband and son went traveling with Lynn, resembling a happy family of three. Lynn sent me a message. [Do you know why Quinton married you even though he's hopelessly in love with me? Well, I wanted a son and a daughter, but I didn't want to bear the risks that come with pregnancy. It's a shame you had a miscarriage.] Despair engulfed me that very instant. I hired a lawyer to prepare the divorce papers and took a flight back to my hometown. My sole wish was to never see Quinton and Zachary again.

How rich can a person be? My wife is incredibly rich. People call her "The Queen of Cloudridge" because nearly half the city's properties are owned by her. We've been married for five years, and every time she goes out to meet her first love, she transfers a property to my name. By the time I have 99 homes in my name, she suddenly notices that something has changed. I no longer cry, beg, or ask her to stay. I simply choose the finest mansion in all of Cloudridge, bring the property deed with me, and wait for her to sign it. She signs the papers, and for the first time, she softens. "When I get back, let's go watch the fireworks together." I quietly tuck the agreement away and hum in response. But I never tell her what she's really signed this time. It's not a property deed. It's our divorce agreement.

My boyfriend was considered a prince charming in our social circle, but during my birthday celebration on a yacht, he pushed me into the sea just to impress another girl from our university, making fun of my fear of water. Little did he know, I suffered from aquaphobia. As a result, I ended up in the ICU while he managed to win over the heart of the campus belle. When I finally woke up, he was by my side apologizing, but I had no clue who he was. "Excuse me, do I know you?" I asked, completely baffled. The doctor explained that I had lost part of my memory. However, he kept insisting he was my boyfriend. I couldn't help but argue back, "No way! My boyfriend is Raleigh Landon!" Everyone knew Raleigh Landon was his sworn enemy.

When my family fell into bankruptcy, I sold myself off for 500 million to pay off our debts and became the wife of Zack Landton—a man twelve years older than me. Everyone knew Zack as a lifelong celibate. They called him a pervert who could not get it up. I had already resigned myself to a sexless marriage, but he showed me a world beyond my wildest imagination. He went at it nearly ten times every night, and I cried and begged for him to spare me because it was too much. He spoiled me rotten but had two terms of his own. He forbade me from calling myself his wife, and he prohibited me from going to the monastery he visited every month. He explained, "I want to keep this a secret to protect you. The monastery is a boring place for a girl like you." I believed him, until I secretly followed him to the monastery this year. I wanted to write down the scriptures with my own hands and give them to him on his birthday. Instead, I saw him kneeling in front of another woman. She looked eerily similar to me. In his hand was the Diamond Star, the very same ring I had been wearing for years. "It's been five years, Eve, and my addiction is cured. I swear I'll never hurt you. You promised you'd marry me. Let's go to the city hall now." Eve. That was the same thing he called me. Tears spilled. Then again, five years had passed. And whatever promise had once held this ridiculous marriage together had clearly expired along with them. It was time for this mockery of a relationship to take its final bow.

A month before our wedding, my fiance decides to father a child with his late best friend's widow. I don't lose it or make a scene. Instead, I calmly send him a text. "There are plenty of ways for her to become a mother. Why does she have to have your baby?" A second later, he calls and accuses me of being unreasonable. "My best friend entrusted her to me on his deathbed. She doesn't know anyone here, and I'm all she has. Why is it such a big deal if I have a child with her? Besides, we're using IVF. It's not like we're sleeping together, and I'm still going to marry you." I smile as I text him back. "Don't bother. I'm marrying someone else, so you two can have each other."

On the day I sold my house, my best friend asked me. “Aren’t you getting married soon? Why are you selling your new home?” I signed the transfer agreement and replied, “Because I’m breaking up with him.” We were supposed to buy a particular couch for our new home. Caleb Graham said he had not managed to snag it yet, so he asked me to wait a little longer. Then, I saw that very couch in Claire Silva’s Stories. She had specifically tagged Caleb. [It’s the one I’ve been waiting for so long! He still knows me so well!] In the comments section, Caleb simply replied, [Don’t mention it.] That was followed by a bunch of trivial chatter between the two of them. I stared at that Stories post for a long time. Then, I canceled the order for the matching pajamas. I scrolled back through my order history. I had ordered over a hundred packages. They were all for furnishing our new home. At first, Caleb would enthusiastically pick things out with me. Later on, he did not even bother to reply to my messages. It was because Claire, his first love, had gotten divorced. His attention toward me and our new home had shifted elsewhere. “If a buyer contacts us, I’ll let you know right away.” The real estate agent slid his business card across the table. I reached out to take it. Then, I cast one last glance at this place. ‘Caleb, I admit that I regret it,’ I thought. Seven years had passed, and I no longer wanted to build a home with him.