Mistaken Identity
Heartbroken after her boyfriend’s betrayal, Raina Ross drowns her sorrows in alcohol. Drunk, she mistakenly has a one-night stand with Asher Storm, who mistakes her for someone else. A tragic accident the next morning leaves her with amnesia and mistaken identity as Avery Wellesley, the widow of a powerful family.
Seven years later, Raina returns with her twin sons, and Asher reenters her life, determined to uncover the truth about the woman he can’t forget. As Raina’s memories return and she falls in love with Asher, secrets unravel, forcing her to face betrayal, love, and danger as she fights for her true identity and the safety of her family.
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Chapter: EPILOGUE Avery's POVThe late afternoon sun bathed the garden in soft golden hues, casting a warm glow over rows of blooming hydrangeas, roses, and lilies.Every seat was filled, family and friends gathered beneath an arch woven with white fabric and delicate greenery. Soft music floated in the air, a gentle tune that carried laughter, hope, and all the emotions neither Asher nor Avery could quite put into words.Avery stood at the far end of the aisle, her hand clutching a small bouquet of peonies, her favorite. Georgia had insisted they were perfect for her. Laurel smoothed the soft lace sleeve of her dress one last time and gave her a wink before stepping back. The twins stood near Asher and Nolan in matching suspenders and little bow ties, trying to look serious but clearly bubbling with excitement.She took a shaky breath.The dress was not elaborate, nothing like the one she had imagined as a little girl. It was simple, soft ivory satin, gently hugging her shape before flowing to the g
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
Chapter: 149.Avery's POV Dinner at the Storm mansion was nothing like Avery remembered dinners being. They weren’t stiff or quiet or awkward, filled with measured words and judging glances. No, this was something else entirely. The long oak table was crowded, the air warm with laughter and the smell of roasted chicken and garlic bread. Glasses clinked. Kael had already spilled his juice twice. Neal and Noel were giggling about a secret joke only they understood, and Georgia had her hair tied in a loose bun, her smile softer than Avery had ever seen.Asher sat beside Avery, his hand brushing hers every now and then beneath the table, a silent reassurance that she still hadn’t imagined it all, that this was her life now. Her real life.Laurel was seated across from her, cutting up Kael’s chicken while the boy alternated between chattering and shoving bread into his mouth. He was a sweet kid, smart, and a little shy when he’d first arrived. But tonight, he seemed to belong as naturally as the oth
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
Chapter: 148.Asher’s POV The words hit him, not like a shock, because he already knew, but like a gentle confirmation of something sacred he had held quietly, painfully, hopefully in his heart for months.He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her eyes were wide, bracing for rejection or disbelief. It made something burn hot inside him, protective, fierce.“I know,” he said softly.Her breath caught. “Y-you… already know?”He nodded.“When? How?” Her voice was a whisper of confusion, maybe even fear.Asher exhaled slowly. “From the very moment I saw Neal at the shopping mall.” His lips curved, faint and bittersweet. “His blond hair… the same shade I had when I was six. The same curls. The same dimples.” He paused, emotion tightening his voice. “He looked exactly like me. They both do.”Avery stared at him in stunned silence. He could almost see the thoughts rushing through her, shock, disbelief, relief, guilt, hope. They all flickered in her eyes like shifting light.“And Noel?”
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
Chapter: 147.Asher’s POVAsher stared at her, breath caught in his throat, as if the world had paused just to let her words sink in.Pregnant.The soft echo of that single word seemed to linger in the air long after Avery spoke it.Her eyes were wide, unfocused, almost dazed. Her lips parted slightly as though she herself could not believe what she had just said. Her fingers drifted down to touch her stomach in an unconscious, gentle motion, like someone seeking reassurance that what they realized was real and not imagined.Asher’s heart began pounding in a slow, heavy rhythm that made it difficult to breathe. He moved closer without realizing it.Avery licked her lips nervously. “I just realized,” she said softly. “It hit me when I felt the nausea earlier. And then I counted. The days. The symptoms. It makes sense now.”The room around him faded into a distant blur. The hum of the machines, the faint footsteps in the hallway, even the soft breathing of the boys asleep on the couch. All of it shra
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
Chapter: 146.Avery’s POVThe knock on the hospital room door was soft, almost hesitant. Avery had just managed to settle herself back on the bed, the slight nausea that had lingered since the morning finally easing. She looked up, expecting another nurse or perhaps the doctor, but was stunned silent when the door opened and Grandfather Wellesley stepped inside.He was dressed in his usual pristine suit, his silver cane tapping softly against the floor as he walked in. His expression was not as cold as she remembered it, though still reserved.“Good afternoon,” he said, voice gentle but formal.Avery blinked, her heart skipping slightly. “Mr. Wellesley… I wasn’t expecting you.”He nodded, as if that much was obvious. “I imagine not.”She instinctively sat up straighter, adjusting the blanket over her legs. She hadn’t seen him since before all this. The last time she had spoken to him was when she had walked out of the Wellesley home, after discovering the truth about herself.And now, the real Av
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
Chapter: 145.Avery’s POV The woman swallowed hard, guilt tightening her voice. “Someone else… someone working against Henry must have known about the meeting. They must have been watching. And when I didn’t arrive, they mistook you for me.”A chill crawled down Avery’s back.“They took you from the bar,” the woman said softly. “lead you to the hotel room I was meant to enter. You were drunk, confused… and they thought you were me.”Avery’s eyes widened, a helpless whisper escaping her. “But the accident…”The woman nodded slowly, grief tightening her jaw. “The van. The hit. That part wasn’t meant for you either. They were targeting me because of what Henry gave me. But you were the one they followed that night.”Avery felt her stomach twist. Her breath came in shallow gasps.“I had no idea who you were,” the woman added, tears filling her eyes. “I only knew that someone had survived the accident. I didn’t know your name. I didn’t know your story.”Avery stared at her, unable to speak, unable to b
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
The Alpha's Rejected Luna
Luciana Garcia had always believed in finding her destined mate, but when she finally finds him, he cruelly rejects her, leaving her alone and heartbroken. She flees from her pack, unaware that she is pregnant, and finds refuge with Alister Black, the Alpha of the Black moon pack who saves her from being killed.
Years later, fate offers Luciana a second chance mate, and she is surprised to discover that it is Alister himself.
However, their journey is not easy. As they fall deeply in love, they must protect themselves from the threats of Luciana's old pack, face betrayal from a pack member, and an unexpected challenge arises when Alister's uncle comes to claim the pack for himself.
Luciana and Alister must fight for their love and their pack's survival against all odds, risking everything they have to emerge victorious.
Will their love withstand the trials they face, or will they crumble and fall?
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Chapter: EPILOGUE I year later The wind blew again, this time stronger than the first. Alister adjusted the thick fur cloak on Luciana’s shoulders and smiled as she buried her head in the crook of his arms. In her condition, she wasn’t supposed to be there but she was as stubborn as him. “Do you think she’s looking down on us and regretting what she did?" Luciana mumbled. Alister sighed; he knew that Ophelia regretted what she did and that was why she had killed herself, but he didn't know whether she had found peace in the afterlife. “I hope she found peace after all”, he mumbled. “ I miss her…the kids too” Luciana said. Alister nodded. He wouldn’t admit it, but he also missed her. He had forgiven her for what she did and would have loved it if Ophelia knew that she was forgiven. They stayed that way for a while before someone cleared their throat behind them. He knew who it was even before he turned to face the person. Elijah was standing there with a white rose in his hands, Ophelia’s favorit
Last Updated: 2023-08-31
Chapter: chapter 80Alister’s POVThe fight is in full force, and so far, the Black Moon pack seems to be holding their own. He looked around the fighting ground once again and couldn’t spot his uncle Helster. He knew his uncle’s wolf by now. If Helster’s wolf wasn’t on the battlefield, then where was he?A rogue charged at him, and he pounced on the wolf, tearing its spine away from its body and killing it instantly. The more Rogues they fight and kill, the more additional Rogues charge out of the woods.He saw Elijah finishing off another rogue, and his mind linked to him.“Helster is not here; why?”Elijah turned around and shifted into his human form. He ran back to where Alister was standing, already shifted into his human form.“I wouldn't want to believe that he’s hiding." Alister said.Elijah shook his head and said, “He wants the pack; he’s not hiding. I think he wants to sneak into the pack from another border. Catch us unawares." he said.Just then, as Alister wanted to respond, Peter’s
Last Updated: 2023-08-31
Chapter: chapter 79Luciana’s POVElder Haruto is dead. Wilson had said to her last night after he had returned to his house. He was now the head of the council and would preside over their case. She felt relieved that things were indeed working in their favor.Luciana shifted in her chair. She was waiting for their case to be called, like every other person who was there. She looked around, trying to see if Alpha Reed was already there, but she didn’t see him.Maybe it was a good thing that they would meet inside and not out in the open, she didn't know if she could control herself if she saw him out there in the open.“Black Velvet Pack!" a werewolf standing by the door called.She saw an Alpha stand up and walk into the room where the hearing was being held. Their case was the next one; she had seen the order earlier when Wilson had spoken to her.She pulled the folder out and held it firmly on her lap. The future of their pack depended on her, and as much as she had been the one who had caused all th
Last Updated: 2023-08-30
Chapter: chapter 78Alister’s POVIt was hard. Knowing that his mate was somewhere in the council, doing what he was supposed to be doing, was hard. It had been hard letting her go, and even now, he had to restrict himself from entering a car and driving to the council." Daddy… I want to pee." Keita said, tapping his leg.Alister rolled his eyes, looking down at the boy. “You just did that like five minutes ago”, he mumbled.Keita frowned. “I know, but I still want to go. Mom would be upset if I peed on myself,” he said, pouting his lips.Alister shook his head. Either Keita was missing his mother and didn’t know how to communicate his feelings, or he was trying to be difficult and frustrate him. He suspected it was both.“Fine, let’s go”, he said, picking Keita up. The moment he moved to leave, Omar jumped up from the chair and followed them. Alister sighed. It was going to be hard trying to pull Omar away from him when the time came to defend the pack, and Luciana was not yet back.Thankfully, the re
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Chapter: chapter 77Reed’s POVReed arrived at the council the next morning. He could feel his victory, and that gave him the confidence to enter the council building. He still had time before the hearing, so he decided to pay a visit to Veronica, his mother.Her office was not far from the academy. He climbed the stairs and walked down the hallway until he got to her door.He knocked twice and waited for her response before pushing the door open and entering the small office. His mother was sitting behind her desk, and she looked like she had never aged since he last saw her.Veronica lifted her head and the surprise on her face was obvious. He didn't blame her for being shocked at him standing in her office; he too would be shocked if he were in her position.Growing up, they never had the best mother-son relationship. She was more like a figure who was just there beside his father. He hated her for that—for not loving him like every other mother loved their children.She pulled the glasses off her fac
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Chapter: chapter 76Luciana’s POVLuciana closed the zipper of her luggage with a sigh. She was ready to leave, but her heart couldn’t bear to see them all as she was leaving. She could hear the different voices gathered in her living room to bid her goodbye.She sighed and dragged her luggage out of the room, walking down the stairs.“Oh Lucia." Ophelia mumbled, coming up to her to envelope her in a huge hug. Luciana buried herself in the hug.It wasn’t that she was going away from the council for long. Hell, she was just going to be gone for two or three days, so she didn't understand why they were all acting like she was going to be gone for a year.“Take care of yourself and my boys,” she muttered close to Ophelia’s ears.Ophelia nodded her head and released her. “I will. Stay safe,” she said, taking the luggage from Luciana and carrying it outside towards the waiting car.Alister was the next one to come up to her. He was holding Omar, who had refused to let him go and was clinging to him.“You can
Last Updated: 2023-08-30
SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal
“You kissed me like it meant something,” Samantha whispered.
“Then disappeared like I never existed.”
Anthony stared at her, jaw tight. “You heard half a sentence and ran. I spent years thinking you regretted me.”
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Samantha Meadows just got the chance of a lifetime, skating at Nationals with Anthony Vale, the golden boy of the rink in figure skating… and the most insufferable man she’s ever met.
He’s arrogant, untouchable, and still technically partnered with his injured and possibly returning teammate, while She’s picking the broken pieces of her career after her ex dumped her for a flashier and better partner.
Now forced into a temporary pairing, they have days to master trust, chemistry, and choreography, or crash hard under the spotlight.
But the ice isn’t the only thing cracked. Anthony’s hiding a secret that could end his career… and hers. And when Samantha discovers the truth, she realizes she’s not just fighting for a medal… she’s fighting for her heart.
In a world where one mistake can cost everything, how do you trust the person who never lets you in… and still holds the pieces of your past?
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Chapter: 205.Samantha's POVThe building took a long time to empty.There were media obligations and federation handshakes and photographs and a brief press appearance where Samantha said grateful and extraordinary and we're incredibly proud and Anthony said the program spoke for itself and Vera coached three Olympic pairs and there is a reason for that.By ten thirty the arena had mostly cleared.The cleaning crew was working the upper tiers. The ice had been left as it was, the competition surface, still pristine, the lights above it dimmed to their overnight low setting but not fully off. The overhead panels cast the same pale blue-white glow that made the ice look like it produced its own light.The side door was unlocked.Samantha didn't ask how Anthony had arranged that. She suspected Isaac. She suspected Isaac had anticipated this the way he anticipated most things and had made a quiet phone call to the facilities manager sometime between the trophy ceremony and the press appearance.They c
Last Updated: 2026-05-24
Chapter: 204Samantha's POVThe trophy was heavier than she expected.Samantha had held trophies before. Smaller ones, regional ones, the kind that lived on shelves in childhood bedrooms and collected dust with quiet dignity. This one was different. Cold metal and real weight and the Grand Prix insignia cut clean into the base. She held it with both hands and looked at it and tried to feel the size of what it meant.She was still working on that when she heard the sound beside her.It was quiet. She almost missed it under the crowd noise and the announcer and the music the arena had started playing over the speaker system. A small, contained sound. The kind a person makes when something breaks through a wall they have spent years building.She turned.Anthony was standing beside her on the podium with his head slightly down and his jaw tight and his eyes wet.She had never seen Anthony Vale cry.She did not think, until this moment, that she ever would.He was not making a production of it. He wa
Last Updated: 2026-05-24
Chapter: 203.Samantha's POVThe ice was fast and the lighting was brighter than anything they had practiced under and the crowd sound was a constant low pressure around the edges of everything. None of it touched what was happening in the center.The first movement built the way it was supposed to build. Distance that had weight in it. Two people circling. Coming close. Pulling back. The audience learning the shape of the thing before the key change showed them where it was going.She hit every edge.She felt Anthony hitting every edge six feet away, his movement precise and open in a way that would read from the back row of the upper tier. Vera had said that once. The openness has to be big enough to reach the cheap seats. She had not meant it cynically. She had meant that real feeling, genuine feeling, had a physical size.Anthony was giving it a physical size.She was giving it one too.The key change came.Their bodies turned toward each other and the crowd felt it. She heard the shift in the
Last Updated: 2026-05-24
Chapter: 202Samantha's POVThe noise hit her before the light did.Samantha had competed in large arenas before. She knew the particular pressure of crowd sound, the way it filled a space differently from music or silence, the way it had weight and temperature. She thought she had prepared for it.She had not prepared for this.The Grand Prix final arena held fourteen thousand people and it was full. Not mostly full. Not comfortably full. Every seat taken, standing room at the back of the upper tier, the specific compressed energy of a capacity crowd that had been building since the doors opened and was now looking for somewhere to go.She stood in the tunnel with Anthony beside her and felt the noise before she saw the ice.Her ankle was fine. She had woken up that morning and tested it carefully before she even stood fully, rolling it in slow circles the way the physio had shown her, and it had answered back clean and quiet. Fine. It was fine.Her hands were cold. They were always cold before c
Last Updated: 2026-05-24
Chapter: 201Samantha's POV The hotel room was warm and the city outside the window was lit up against the dark.Samantha sat at the small desk near the window with a pen in her hand and a notebook open in front of her. The notebook was dark green and slightly battered at the corners. She had carried it in the bottom of her skating bag for almost two years without opening it. She had bought it in a small shop near the Westview Arena on a day when she had felt the need to buy something that suggested she might have interior thoughts worth recording, and then had never managed to actually record them.Tonight she opened it.She didn't plan what to write. She just let the pen move.---*I don't know what I expected this to feel like.**I thought I would write about the program. About the elements and what I need to remember tomorrow and what Vera said in the rehearsal rink. That's what I thought this would be.**But I've been sitting here for ten minutes and none of that is what wants to come out.
Last Updated: 2026-05-24
Chapter: 200Samantha's POVThe arena they had been given for dress rehearsal was three blocks from the Grand Prix venue.It was a smaller building, older, with boards that had been repainted too many times and seats that were mostly empty except for a handful of federation officials and two judges who had been approved to observe the run. Not score. Just watch. Vera had been clear about the distinction when she told them."They are not scoring you today," she had said at breakfast. "They are simply present. Do not perform for them. Perform for the program."Samantha had nodded.She had slept well, which surprised her. She had expected the night before dress rehearsal to be the kind of night that ate itself, hours of lying awake running through elements and worst case scenarios. Instead she had gone under quickly and stayed there and woken up feeling something close to ready.That feeling lasted until approximately nine forty-three in the morning.---The first sign was the music.They were three
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