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"Do not dare pretend you didn't pray hard to be our mate so you can live in wealth and luxury, human!" one of the mighty angel Kings snaps in disgust. "I measure the quality of a man by his hardwork. Have you worked hard for this wealth, your majesty?" I boldly ask. * * * * * * * The great Kingdom of Lordsland is ruled by the race of angels, while humans and werewolves are their subjects. The angels are considered the strongest and most flawless of beings, so you can imagine Rana's shock when she finds out she is the mate of to the majestic triplet angel kings themselves. The angel kings had hoped that they would have a useful mate, like the graceful princess of the neighboring kingdom, especially now that the kingdom is facing the greatest crisis. Attacks by Rogue dragons are becoming more and more frequent, their kingdom could use the help of another army. They are utterly disgusted when a human of no royal blood, Rana, turns out to be their mate. They demand that a special ritual be performed to transfer the mate bond to the woman they truly desire. What they doesn't know is that despite Rana being a human, she hails from a special bloodline. She isn't just the bravest and kindest woman across all kingdoms, she also possess rare blood, the only thing that can control rogue dragons and wipe away every magical spell cast against their reign. Everyone is surprised by Rana's careless reaction to their rejection. Any woman would have knelt and begged to be their cherished queen. But Rana believes that only a kind man with genuine love for her is worth her tears. She also knows that the Angel Kings are making a huge mistake by choosing the pretentious Princess over her.

Bridget's lips curled slightly into a satisfied smirk. “We’ll see. Start the car and drive me to the city.” “Yes, ma’am,” Hans said as he opened the passenger door for her. As the car pulled out of the mansion’s long driveway, Bridget couldn’t help but notice Hans's composure. His movements were precise, his demeanor calm. “You drive well,” she remarked. “Thank you, ma’am,” Hans replied without breaking his focus on the road. Bridget tilted her head, studying him. “Why become a driver?” she asked suddenly. Hans hesitated for a moment. “Personal reasons, ma’am.” “Hmm. You’re full of secrets, aren’t you?” Bridget teased, though her tone carried genuine curiosity. Somehow, she wanted to know the deepest of the deepest of his driver. That's how it works for her. Maybe. Before Hans could reply, she noticed a black SUV trailing close behind them. Her instincts, sharp as ever, kicked in. “Hans, speed up,” she commanded. “We’re being followed.” “Yes, ma’am,” Hans said, immediately accelerating, maintaining his composed demeanor, and his expertise in driving. The black SUV matched their pace, confirming Bridget's suspicion. “Lose them,” she ordered, gripping her seatbelt. Hans’s hands moved deftly across the wheel, taking sharp turns and expertly navigating the highway. Bridget watched in amazement, realizing he was no ordinary driver. “Who are you, really?” she asked, her voice low and filled with intrigue. “Just your driver, ma’am,” Hans replied with a faint smile.

After spending five years in a marriage her parents disapproved of and her only right as a member of the Miller family taken away, Rosetta's life just started going downhill. She was always in the shadows since birth and she thought her only means of happiness was marrying the man whom she thought loved her, even though her parents refused the idea but her life wasn't any better. Her husband threw her into prison after being framed by his mistress for her miscarriage and being in prison toughened her up. Now she was back for revenge and no one would stop her.

Após um mês de silêncio ensurdecedor entre eles, Evandra Corte recebeu no hospital uma notícia que quebrou o último fio de esperança: seu marido, Valério Linhares, organizara uma recepção para uma mulher que ele jamais conseguira esquecer. Ao retornar para casa, Valério foi direto: — Ela voltou. Vamos nos divorciar. — Tá bem. — Assim terminou o que foram três anos de uma convivência fria e sem afeto. Evandra, finalmente, desistiu de tentar. Mas, para Valério, o nome "Srta. Evandra" não parava de aparecer em jornais e revistas: "Srta. Evandra aproveita viagem com novo namorado." "Srta. Evandra se torna o mais novo destaque do mundo dos negócios." "Srta. Evandra... Srta. Evandra..." O homem, sempre frio e controlado, pela primeira vez, se curvou: — Chega de brincadeira. Volte para casa comigo, por favor. Evandra o ignorou. E então, dia após dia, noite após noite, Valério permaneceu em frente à porta dela, esperando. Até que, numa manhã qualquer, a porta finalmente se abriu. Um homem saiu de lá, lançando um olhar despreocupado e com um sorriso malicioso: — Sr. Valério, Evinha está cansada. Ela não tem tempo para assistir ao seu show de lamentações.

Sophia Mitchell thought she had it all—a thriving career in interior design, a picture-perfect marriage to Nathan Carter, and a younger sister she adored. But her world shatters when she walks in on Nathan passionately entangled with none other than Chloe—her own sister. Heartbroken and betrayed, Sophia refuses to be a victim. She divorces Nathan, determined to rebuild her life, but revenge fuels her every step. A passionate one-night stand with a mysterious stranger, Alex, seems like the perfect way to forget her pain—until she learns he is Nathan’s estranged half-brother. With Alex harboring his own vendetta against Nathan, the two join forces to take him down. But as secrets unravel, Sophia finds herself caught between revenge, redemption, and an unexpected love she never saw coming. The best part? She just became Nathan’s new boss. Will she destroy him completely or find herself trapped in a web of her own making?

Casada há três anos, Mia Susana, que acabou de saber que estava grávida, foi forçada a abortar, mas seu marido Heitor Óscar foi atencioso o suficiente para acompanhar seu amor a fazer o exame de gravidez. Mia ficou irritada e se divorciou imediatamente, pedindo um bilhão sem qualquer hesitação e deixando a família Óscar sem olhar para trás. Na festa de benefício, Mia chocou a todos ao doar um bilhão de reais. Mais inesperado ainda, ela era na verdade a filha perdida por muitos anos da família Soares como chefe de famílias plutocráticas. Ela ainda obteve uma empresa de dezenas de bilhões para praticar capacidade de financiar. Figurão de investimento, grande tecnólogo, ator mais famoso, todos eles eram loucos por mimar irmã. Percebendo que estava apaixonado por Mia há muito tempo, Heitor se esforçava para ter Mia de volta, mas era impedido pelos irmãos dela. Um dia, Heitor seguiu Mia até um túmulo sem identificação. — De quem é esse túmulo? — O filho daquela mulher foi abortado antes de ser formado. Que pecador! — E o pai da criança? — Ouvi dizer que morreu há muito tempo! Ao saber da verdade chocante através de observador de túmulos, Heitor finalmente percebeu o que havia perdido. Em uma noite chuvosa, o homem elegante e reservado se ajoelhava em frente à casa de Mia com remorso e desespero, mas ele nem sequer tinha a coragem de implorar pelo perdão dela!

Faz um ano que me divorciei do meu ex-marido. Lorenzo Freitas me marcou no grupo: [A guerra fria já durou o suficiente, volte para mim, vamos nos reconcilidar.] Eu respondi: [Você está louco?] Todos no grupo começaram a interceder e tentar me convencer. Lorenzo perguntou novamente: [O que você tem feito nesse tempo em que estive fora?] Olhei para o homem que estava tentando fazer o filho dormir, virei a cabeça e digitei rapidamente: [Acabei de ter um filho, ainda estou me recuperando.] O grupo, que antes estava animado, de repente ficou em silêncio. Lorenzo, furioso, me ligou 108 vezes, e eu ignorei todas as vezes. Ele surtou. Mas aquela garota, que o amava com todo o coração, não pertencia mais a ele.