Childhood Sweetheart

My husband’s widow sister-in-law, Seraphina, just blasted the entire pack through the mind-link with a photo of her newborn son— and he has my husband’s eyes. The caption beneath it reads: “Daddy’s perfect little heir.” Three hours ago, when an enemy pack hit our border, Cassian chose to protect his widow sister-in-law. I faced the attack alone. I lost my baby. From start to finish, he never came. He never answered me. Now I know why.

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I Don't Fight for Crumbs Alpha

At our graduation party, my boyfriend kissed his “soulmate” in front of everyone and told me it was “just for the game.” On Valentine’s Day, he brought out the “signature curry” he’d learned to cook for me— and fed it to her, tossing me a casual, “Don’t overthink it.” Every eye in the room turned to me, waiting for the hysterical meltdown. I just smiled and nodded. Because no one knew that a month earlier, I’d already decided to cut every connection to him and accepted a transfer to Buenos Aires. This blurry little game of his? He can keep playing it—just not with me.

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I Sent the Don’s Baby Back to Him

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The night before the wedding, the most feared Mafia don in Chicago told me he'd fallen in love with someone else. I made him choose. He chose me—or so I thought. But for an entire year, he called out her name in his sleep. He crashed her wedding and carried her away in front of everyone. And when I was lying in the hospital losing his child, I made thirty-seven calls. He picked up once—and on the other end, I heard her breathy little moans. Then I discovered our marriage certificate was forged. His promised "anniversary trip" was nothing but a ruse—designed to get me out of the way while he married her at the courthouse. So I made my own choice. I preserved the embryo and arranged a special delivery. The moment he and his new bride walked out of the registrar's office, my gift would arrive right on time. By the time he opened it, I'd be at thirty thousand feet. It took him three months to find me. He knelt in the Paris rain, begging me to come back. But some love, once you let go, can never be caught again.

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Goodbye, Don Corleone

29·pat

At my Don husband’s “Alliance Day” banquet, he was supposed to deliver a speech to the city’s elite—yet his seat sat empty. Because in the smoking room, he had his “Chief Weapons Designer” pinned against the liquor cabinet. She asked coyly, “Aren’t you afraid your wife will suddenly walk in?” My husband didn’t stop. His voice was hoarse and unmistakably clear: “Right now… I want you more.” I didn’t keep watching. I turned and left. An hour later, carrying a brand-new set of identity papers and evidence enough to bring down his empire, I vanished like a ghost from this heavily guarded fortress. Vincent Corleone—when you return to that icy room with nothing left but a divorce agreement, your painstakingly built kingdom will only just be starting to crack from the core.

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No Roses Left to Burn

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Seven years of marriage, and I had never once sat at a Marchetti family table. Not on Christmas Eve. Not on Thanksgiving. Not on New Year's. Every holiday, Luca left before sundown and came home the next morning with cigar smoke in his collar and wine on his breath — traces of a world I was never allowed to enter. He always said it was tradition. Old blood. Sicilian rules passed down through generations: no outsiders at the family table. No exceptions. Not even for a wife who took the Marchetti name. I believed him. Every single time. Until the night before New Year's Eve, when he asked me to check the tire pressure on his Maserati, and I found three photographs wedged behind the owner's manual in the glovebox. All three were taken in the Marchetti private dining hall — I recognized it from a picture his mother had shown me once. Vaulted stone ceilings, a mahogany table long enough to seat forty, and the family crest carved into the mantle above the fireplace. In every photo, the same woman stood beside my husband. Her arm through his. Her hip pressed to his side. His hand on the small of her back with the kind of ease that doesn't come from politeness. It comes from habit. I sat in the driver's seat until the steering wheel turned cold beneath my fingers. There was no tradition. There was no rule. The place beside Luca had simply been taken — by someone who wasn't me. And he'd lied about it for seven years.

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The Alpha’s Betrayal Was the End of Us

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The night before our bonding ceremony, the most feared Alpha in the Great Lakes region told me he'd fallen in love with a woman who wasn't his fated mate. I forced him to choose. He chose me—or at least, that's what I believed. But for an entire year, he whispered her name in his sleep. He crashed her wedding and carried her out in front of everyone. And when I lay in that hospital losing his child, I called him fifty times. He picked up once. On the other end, I heard her breathy little moans. Later, I discovered our bonding ceremony had been forged. The mate bond had never taken hold. The "aurora trip" he'd promised was a ruse—designed to ship me off while he completed the real soul-bond with her. So I made my own choice. I kept the embryo. I scheduled a very special delivery. The moment he and his new mate walked out of the ceremonial grounds, my gift would arrive right on time. By the time he opened it, I'd be thirty thousand feet in the air. It took him three months to find me. He knelt in the rain in Florence, begging me to come back. But some bonds, once severed, can never be reforged.

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Beyond the Mark: A Luna Awakens

I used to be the perfect Luna—obedient, quiet, the martyr’s daughter. Until coronation night, when my mate marked my cousin. He called it “political necessity,” then offered me a two-Luna system—she’d have the title, and I’d have the “real thing.” So I booked the most brutal procedure wolves can endure: brand extraction. The moment silver runes cut through seven years of bond, he burst in—too late. Seven years later, when I return as the strongest female Alpha, he’s already been reduced to a nobody.

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The Devil’s Bargain

I signed a contract—trading my ability to love for a single chance at rebirth. In my last life, my family branded me insane, had me locked in a psychiatric ward, and I died strapped to an electroshock table. This time, I wake up twelve years old again—on the day my “little sister,” Violet, is brought into our home. While everyone crowds around her, cooing over her tears and offering comfort, I simply watch them in silence. My father demands, “Can’t you be a little kinder?” I nod. “I can. But I don’t want to.” Then I turn my back and walk out of that prison they call “family.” Years later, I’m thriving. And my family—rotting from the inside out in the hands of the “perfect daughter” they protected so carefully. The devil laughs softly at my ear: “See? I told you. You never needed something as useless as love to win.”

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The Mafia Don's Woman

47.0K·Amirablessing

The Alfonso series (book 2) He just regarded me, I suddenly felt self-conscious. What does he see me as now, did I change from the person he knew? “Why am I still here, you just terminated my employment.” I broke the silence, for me, it was uncomfortable to stay under his dark gaze. “I dismissed you from that job because you will be my personal assistant now.” He said. I stare at him like he has lost his mind, personal assistant? Why would that be me, considering our past it will be awkward between us to work directly together? “You are kidding, right?” He must be kidding because been his personal assistant? What for? I have planned out how I was going to survive in this company, by staying out of each other way and not crossing parts. Only for him to wake up this morning and decide that should be his personal assistant. “Am I?” No, he doesn't look like he's kidding. His expression is as serious as that of an ugly rock.

My Brother's Bestfriend

119.0K·Mayorsther

What if your brother's best friend became your worst distraction? Klaus, with his chiseled charm, piercing gaze, and reckless smile, was that distraction for Morticia. •••••••••• Morticia Addams had always noticed Klaus, her brother's best friend, since they were young. He was the ultimate forbidden fantasy. The man who could have anyone, and usually did. But she? She was an off-limits--an innocent nerd who lives in the shadow of her protective brother. Or at least, that’s what she told herself. She had always thought she stood no chance with Klaus because he's a notorious womanizer who chased everything in a skirt. For years, she watched as Klaus broke hearts and left women craving more of his reckless love and lust. But when she got into the same college as him, everything changed... Then, she discovered a different side of him - fierce, primal, and unapologetic. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Wha—is that a banana in your pocket?" Her gaze dropped on the bulge between his legs. He moved closer, trapping her against the wall. "Yeah. Would you like to eat it up?" His eyes drifted to her chest, lingering on her hardened nipples. "I wouldn't mind."

Mr.Rival, Not so much

19.0K·Anny-M

" What are you? my body guard?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised. " If that's what you want, I will gladly drop everything I'm doing and lay down my life for you," Diane Wrenford is forced back home by her father, to get married to none other than Theodore Hawthorne, her childhood crush slash rival and also her sister's boyfriend. Diane must find a way to break this engagement, but what can she do when all odds are against her, Including Theodore himself.

Reborn: I want my billionaire back

250·Mid_Night

Daisy Croft had it all—the fame, the fortune, and the man who adored her. But in her previous life, she took it all for granted, blinded by pride, bitterness, and jealousy. In a cruel twist of fate, she lost everything, including the one man who loved her unconditionally: Louis Grant. Now, given a second chance at life, Daisy is determined to rewrite her story. This time, she’ll fight for her love, her career, and her family. She rises through the entertainment industry like a storm, captivating the world with her newfound charm and maturity. Yet behind her success lies a secret, a past filled with regrets and betrayal. Louis Grant is a ruthless business tycoon, feared by many and respected by all. His icy demeanor and ironclad control make him untouchable—except when it comes to Daisy. His love for her is as deep as it is dangerous, and though he can’t forget how she shattered his heart before, he’s drawn to her new warmth and sincerity. But even he can sense that something has changed. As Daisy navigates the glittering yet perilous world of fame, dark forces from her past—friends turned enemies, and the mysterious mafia ties that once sought to ruin her—lurk in the shadows, threatening her newfound happiness. This time, she vows not to let anyone stand between her and the life she’s determined to reclaim. Can Daisy prove her love for Louis, protect him from the dangers she knows all too well, and finally find redemption? Or will the ghosts of her past once again destroy her only shot at happiness? A heart-stopping tale of love, second chances, and redemption, Reborn will sweep you off your feet and leave you breathless until the very last page.

The Billionaire's Hired Ex-wife Is A Skilled Doctor

1.0K·Perla

"Thank you for saving me, gummy bear. I will repay you after all this is done," Carlton promised. "I have told you not to call me that again. I am now a woman," Stacy frowned deadpan to his face. She didn't like that Carlton could not acknowledge her as a woman, could not see her love for him, and could not decipher that she wasn't doing him but herself a favor. She married him because she wanted it! ********* Despite being aware that he was out of her league, Stacy had been in love with her elder brother's friend, Carlton, for a long time. She was determined to make him hers at all costs, without the knowledge of anyone around her. Unfortunately, Carlton's announcement of his marriage to another lady shattered her heart mercilessly. One thing led to another, and she was the one standing on the altar to say the vows as his wife without the knowledge of her family. It was to save him, and to save her desire too. However, he could never look at her with affection. Could not love her no matter how hard she tried, and could not fully accept her as his wife. And they ended up divorcing bitterly despite Stacy's pleas because he wanted it. His ex-girlfriend was back! Picking her life from scratch after a stormy divorce, a miserable lady who became a Certified Physiotherapist is finally healing from disownment from everyone. Stacy Hall had now become the most sought-after. ********** "My heart is broken, Stacy. I have not been able to breathe since you left," He begged with tears. "Mr. Howard. My job is to fix broken bones, not hearts," Stacy replied to him curtly.

The billionaire's mysterious ex-wife

124·Riley-k

After three years of marriage to her childhood crush, Astrid is forced to sign the divorce papers once her husband's childhood sweetheart returns to his life with a son. Blinded by love, he chooses his childhood sweetheart over his lovely wife. She leaves her marriage knowing her worth and ventures into the world of power. Unknown to her husband, she is the mysterious business Guru ruling the business world. When her husband starts to see things clearly, he realizes how much he misses his wife. Now he regrets his actions and yearns for his wife back! But will he be able to win her back when she is the center of many hearts? Will he be able to mend the broken heart he had destroyed?

Whispers Of Betrayal

28·Chidi Abrams

Sophia Daniels believed she had the ideal life—a loving fiancé, a promising future, and a family that adored her. But one night changed everything. When her envious sister, Angel, orchestrates a situation where Sophia wakes up in bed with a stranger, her world spirals out of control. At her engagement celebration, Angel publicly humiliates her with false evidence of an affair, leaving her disgraced. As her fiancé looks on in disappointment and her mother slaps her, whispers of betrayal fill the room. Just when Angel thinks she's hit rock bottom, a ruthless billionaire named Lucas Grayson steps in, offering an unconventional solution to protect Sophia from further shame: marriage. Fate intervenes when Sophia discovers she's pregnant, binding her to the scandal and setting off a competition for her heart and unborn child between Lucas and Liam. But why is Lucas so willing to stake his reputation on hers? What secrets lie behind his calculating gaze, and how much of her heart is she willing to risk to find out? As secrets unravel, alliances are tested, and enemies close in, Sophia must fight for her dignity, her child, and her chance at true love. But when the baby is kidnapped, a shocking conspiracy is revealed. Can Lucas and Sophia overcome betrayal and heartbreak to reclaim their child and future, or will jealousy and greed destroy all they've built? How far will they go to reclaim love, trust, and the future they never dreamed possible?

HE LOVES ME, HE LOVES ME NOT

59·Jewiljen

Zyline had liked Nick for a long time. There were six of them in their group of friends, including Nick. Everyone knew about her feelings for him-except, it seemed, Nick himself. She couldn't tell if he was just insensitive or if he simply didn't have any feelings for her. Brent was her closest best friend among all of them, and even though she was too shy to tell him about her feelings for Nick, he knew anyway. What if, one night, Brent kissed her and said they should give it a try? She couldn't deny the spark she felt when he kissed her. She agreed to what he wanted-they would try to be together but in secret. Now, she was utterly confused. When Brent thought that she still had feelings for Nick, he suddenly left and disappeared without a word. That's when Nick finally pursued her for real. But why, instead of being happy-finally noticed by Nick as a woman-did her heart keep longing for Brent? Brent, who hadn't reached out to her since the night when something almost happened between them.