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ONCE A TRAITOR ALMOST BURNED ALIVE, NOW A FEARED LUNA. As the only member of her pack in centuries who was not given an inner wolf, Deborah Atkins grew up amid ridicule and ostracism, known as the one the Moon Goddess hated. This life of sadness, however, seems to have come to an end when she discovers that her childhood crush, Iron Aster, the Lycan King himself, is her mate. However, on the day of her wedding, instead of love and joy, Deborah receives only betrayal when Iron rejects her, believing that she is responsible for a betrayal that almost destroyed the Wolf Kingdom. Abused, heartbroken and forced to watch her mate take her cousin as his breeder, Deborah endures the misery that her life has become, until her Pack's hatred almost ended her life, culminating in the revelation that she is a Luna, the Goddess's chosen one. Years later, having built a home for herself and her children, hidden in the human world, Deborah finds her life invaded again by Iron and his regrets, which forces her to face the past. The real traitor has not yet been discovered and the kingdom is still under threat, believing that Deborah may be responsible for their imminent downfall. Deborah, however, is no longer the woman who was willing to suffer in silence. Now, she is willing to do anything to get revenge on those who despised and hurt her. And it doesn't matter if Iron is willing to win her back or fix what happened in the past. Because his mistakes, for Deborah, were unforgivable.

I used to be the most promising composer of my generation. But while I was working on my latest piece, my husband Charles Lambert's childhood friend destroyed everything I had. She slashed my face, stole my compositions, and set fire to my house—leaving me to burn alive alongside the kitten I'd just adopted. Then, as if my death were just a spark for her success, she posted my compositions online, claiming I'd plagiarized her. And people believed her. Everyone did. Strangers on the internet sneered and spat my name, and my own husband, Charles, chose to believe her over me. Even the International Musical Society rescinded my award and handed it to her without a second thought. My students, who once followed me loyally, were now fawning over her. I became the laughingstock of the entire internet—mocked, discredited, erased. It wasn't until a week later, when someone stumbled upon the charred remains of my lakeside studio, that they found what was left of me.

Cindy Chase always claims that we're the best of friends, but she lies and says she's out shopping with me when she's actually on a date with someone. She takes her husband's money to help her family but tells him she's lending me the money so I can buy luxury items. She cheats on her husband with her first love because she can't resist him and contracts an STD. Then, she throws me under the bus and says that she only got it because I made her wear clothes that carried the infection. Later, her in-laws come knocking on my door. They break my ribs and watch as I die from the pain!

“What I said before still stands. I am not allowed to touch you. Stop inviting me to.” His voice was dangerously low and rough. He could see in her eyes that she knew just how aroused he was for her and, with his body pressed against hers, she felt it. Her hand was eagerly massaging between her legs. “I don’t want you to touch me. I can do that all on my own.” She breathed, letting out a soft moan. “Watch me, Dalton. Fucking watch what you do to me.” She was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, and as she pleasured herself, he couldn’t find it in him to regret what he was watching her do. He knew it was wrong, but with each blissful groan from her lips, his control slipped that much further from his grip. **** She was half his age and the daughter of his old college friend. Their relationship was doomed long before it even began... But everything changed when she set her eyes on him again. Dalton, was devastatingly handsome and she couldn’t keep her eyes off him. A workplace romance was the last thing they both wanted but the more they tried to stay away from each other, the closer they got. He was impossible to resist and She was a seductress and his ruination. With obstacles standing in the way of their love story; his fiancé, her Dad and with his empire on the line, will he be able to damn all consequences and take a chance on them?

On the day she lost her grandfather, the most important person in her life, Mia Stewart discovered her grandfather got her entangled in an arranged marriage for some reasons. Faced with two challenging choices; one to live as his granddaughter and heiress to his company while being married to Aziz Garrett, the youngest and most successful billionaire in South Lake Union for three years and also being in charge of her late parents properties. Or to watch her inexperienced aunt take over a larger percentage of shares of her late parents companies while also becoming the heiress of her grandfather's companies. Because of the circumstances, Mia had to make a choice she hopes never to regret, even if it means not being with the one she loves.

"After hiding from me for three years, I've finally found you," I say to her, my eyes scanning her from head to toe. "I wasn't hiding. I was simply living my life without you," she scoffs at me, crossing her arms. "It doesn't matter anyway, because here you are now. You look beautiful." "Mr Partridge, I'd appreciate it if we kept things between us strictly professional." There she goes again, calling me by my last name, which was once her own. "We're not working right now. Let's just talk." "Mr Partridge, have a good evening." As she walks away, I'm so captivated by her confidence that I only stand in place and watch her the entire time. I see no trace of the vulnerable woman who was once my wife. Not only is she bold and beautiful, but she hates me. ~~~ Three months after her miscarriage, Layla is served divorce papers by her billionaire husband, Nathan. He wants her to leave because he's reconnected with the girl of his dreams. This leaves Layla shattered and no amount of begging can make him change his mind. Though she starts from scratch in a new town, they meet again three years later. He's now her new boss and this time, he's desperate to win her back With only a thirst for revenge in her heart and a new man in her life who's also a billionaire, is there even the slightest possibility of Nathan getting a second chance to make things right with her? Or is he too late and will live the rest of his life wishing he should've cherished her?

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As a child, Rohan is forced to flee from Jade Earth to the realm of mortals; after witnessing the brutal and painful murder of his mother. Then closing his heart to mankind, Rohan lives in mental seclusion as a seed of guilt planted deep within his heart grows. However, a fascination on the new found realm flourishes after he meets Danica Stewart; a carefree Parapsychologist who is hell-bent on uncovering the mystery behind her parent’s sudden death. What happens then, when unknown and untold truths are brought to the light. How far can Rohan and Danica go to watch how fate unveils the predestined chapters of their lives, where bluebloods and mortals do not coexist.

John Garnett's secretary fed me to the dogs on my own birthday. I called his number endlessly to call for help, only for him to block my number immediately, as he fooled around with his secretary at the presidential suite in broad daylight. All I felt was agony as I was ripped into countless little pieces, still holding on to the black rose seeds he had given me when we were younger. That was not thrilling enough for the secretary, however, she buried me in the backyard of John' villa, intent on making my perished soul watch their bedroom activities. It was not until rain poured a month later, and a cluster of black roses suddenly grew in the backyard. "Where's Claire? I was just scaring her with the dogs—did she run away just to spite me?"

"No offense but you are always so grumpy, it's actually kind of cute." I bluntly say to him and watch him throw me a nasty glare, I just giggle at that. "I'm not." he defends himself in a calm yet stern voice keeping his face emotionless. "sure." I find myself saying sarcastically. I think I'm too drunk  because there is no way a sober River will have the courage to hold a conversation with a very grumpy Killian. I expect another scary glare to come towards me but instead I meet with a soft gaze that stares at me with an unreadable expression. "I'm not." This time he says softly, I see him biting back a small smile and , he smiles. I've never seen him smiling before, not this way. Standing on the edge of life, River breathes in and lets himself adjust into a new life, into a new family. After a horrifying past he finds his life wrapped around a shaggy orphanage and several foster homes which makes it hard to believe that he is actually being adopted. Having a family was always a desire of him but to his burnt luck, he doesn't feel like he belongs in his adoptive family. Everyone and everything around him make it clear that he wasn't born to be happy. River is waiting for another push, one last push to end it all and fall from the edge and that's when a grumpy looking Killian Price steps into his life. River can't decide if Killian is the saviour or the devil himself. River's life meets with unexpected secrets mixed with burning desire, adorning the melancholic attire. Soon, he finds out he isn't the only one standing on the edge of the cliff, or he realises he is far from the edge.