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The War God's Homecoming
508.0K·Ralphy PorterAs the commander of an army named Bloodshadow, Billy Gardner is a legend on the battlefield with a hard-fought fate. He was adopted by a family in Ozin. Five years ago, his foster family was wiped out by their enemy. Luckily, Billy narrowly escaped and he was saved by a lady, who tenderly healed the wounds for him. Later on, he was taken away by a mysterious man. That lady is none other than Harleen Knight, a famous beauty who is soft-hearted. At that time, Billy was half-conscious and later he lost all memory of what happened. The next day upon waking up, he found Harleen had already left and she took a dragon-shaped jade pendant from him as a keepsake. Five years later, a text message from his daughter recalls him from the battlefield of swords to the world of mortals...
The Substitute Wife’s Revenge
1.0K·JONEAMarsha Walker’s sudden death forces Seraphina into a fate she never chose. In a single night, she is compelled to replace her sister as the bride of the powerful Kingsley family and marry Gabriel Kingsley, a man whose name alone commands fear. This marriage is not born of love, but of debt, pressure, and an old promise that the Walker family cannot escape. Yet Seraphina is far from fragile. Beneath her calm exterior lies a woman shaped by danger and survival. As she steps into Gabriel’s world of unspoken rules and hidden shadows, Seraphina begins to realize that this union conceals far more than a forced vow. Amid a cold marriage, family intrigue, and silent threats, one question slowly takes shape: in this dangerous bond, who is truly trapped—and who is the real threat?
Bound by Blood, Broken by Silence
8.0K·-I spent five years as Dominic Russo's most trusted enforcer, and five more warming his bed in a penthouse no one knew I had the key to. On our anniversary, his ex sent me a photo — her nails raking down the same back I'd kissed that morning. Captioned: "Some things never change ?" That's when I understood. Every filthy thing he did to me in the dark, she taught him first. So I photographed the contract I'd been hiding for three months — the one that signed over the entire West Coast pipeline to me — and sent it back. "Enjoy him. I just took half his empire." Then I packed one bag and drove to the airport. Seattle was already mine on paper. Now I'd make it mine in blood.
My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
635.0K·Lana CarrShe loved him for ten years. In order to marry him, she left everything behind. Getting married for one year, he asked her for divorce because of his first love. To keep the dignity, she agreed and said: "After divorce, we don't meet each other anymore." He replied: "Don't regret!" However, when the marriage ended, she did it. Years after, when she came back with a man, he begged:"Honey, go home with me!"
HIS
41.0K·Siano⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents, vulgar words, violence, toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan. "You sure you don't want this? Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words". She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight, managing through gritted teeth. "I hate you,murderer". His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her. "Say it again". She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly, as pathetic as it may sound. She gritted her teeth again and let out. "I said I hate you, murderer! I wish you would just die and-ahh!". She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there. "What are-ahh!". She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!" He growled.
The Mafia's Wife: Four Years Hidden, One Day's Escape
8.0K·-I tricked my mafia husband into signing our divorce papers—right in front of his mistress. For eight years, I was the Maynard family's ghost. Decoding enemy intel. Forging untraceable documents. Keeping their heir alive from the shadows. Then one bloody night turned me into Orion Maynard's wife. He called it a "strategic alliance." I was naive enough to call it destiny. Destiny, it turns out, has a cruel sense of humor. For four years, I warmed his bed, bled for his empire, and waited for a man who once pinned me against walls whispering, "You're mine, tesoro." Then Sabrina Rossi waltzed back from Paris—and I stopped existing. The night he held me close, drunk and desperate, he moaned her name against my lips. I finally understood: I was never his wife. Just a placeholder. So I did what shadows do best. I vanished on my own terms. First, I let sunflowers swallow the crescent moon on my collarbone—a foolish tribute to his promise that I was his eternal light. Then I tucked divorce papers between routine forms and handed him a pen. He scrawled his name without a second glance. Orion Maynard can keep his throne and his precious Sabrina. But when the most dangerous man in New York realizes his ghost is gone for good, he'll learn something new:Some women don't come back.
His Divorced Wife: A Legend of Wall Street
119.0K·Richard221"Divorce? Without me, you can't even support yourself," Chad mocked. She was once a brilliant singer who dazzled Carnegie Hall at age 11, Harvard Law's youngest legend, and the business queen of the Ainsworth empire—yet for love, she willingly retreated from the spotlight. After eight years of marriage, she became merely Chad's dispensable backdrop. Until the day she caught Chad embracing his lover in their marital bed, and heartbroken, she filed for divorce. Three months later, under the spotlight of a global charity dinner party, Amelia appeared in a custom gown by a world-renowned designer, stunning everyone. The Mayor of New York bowed to invite her, a Supreme Court Justice raised a toast in her honor, while Chad was blocked by security outside the red carpet—his company facing bankruptcy due to a mysterious acquisition. Medical records revealed that the bone marrow donor who once saved his life had signed as "Amelia Ainsworth."
The Alpha's Forgotten Mate
1.0K·-For three years, I was Kieran Blackwood's dirty little secret. I kept waiting for his mark. What I got instead was a push notification—my mate announcing his bonding ceremony with his childhood sweetheart. When I confronted him, he said she was nothing but a contract. Said she meant nothing to him. Said I was the one he loved. But love without a mark is just a lie wrapped in silk sheets. They called me crazy. Obsessed. The ex who couldn't let go. The truth is, the second I saw that photo, it was already over. I just needed the whole world to see who the real liar was—and then I walked away.
The Alpha's Abandoned Wife Vanished with Her Daughter
809·-On the seventy-third night my Alpha mate went to her bed, she got pregnant. Seven years ago, on the night of the lunar eclipse, I dragged him out of a pool of blood. He said: "I owe you my life." Seven years later,his mother announced before the entire pack—my six-year-old daughter, Willow, no longer deserved to call him “Daddy.” On my daughter’s birthday, he tricked us into coming to his engagement ceremony. She let go of my hand, ran forward, and called out “Daddy.” He shoved her to the ground in front of everyone. I watched her stand up by herself, brush the dust off her dress, and give an awkward little curtsey:“I’m sorry, Alpha Thorne. I was out of line.” In that moment, my daughter's heart died. Mine had died long ago. walked out that door with a smile, holding my daughter in my arms, and glanced at the plane tickets I had booked seven days earlier. But this time, Willow and I would never look back.
Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth
1.0M·Olivia MarshBefore rebirth, she was betrayed by the love rats. They harmed her mother, defiled her name, and plotted her wealth...... When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer the weak and deceitful girl. She had to revenge on the love rats!!
Revenge On My Ex Husband
10.0K·Erotic writerCatherine Dyson had been married to Andrew Ellison for four years only to discover that he teamed up with her stepmother to poison her father. With a broken heart, Catherine tried her best to save her dad but fell into another trap. She died in an accident before being able to avenge her father. She refused to give up, so fate graced her with another chance. Reborn back to three years ago, she swore to make her enemies pay dearly.
Daddy the Miracle Medic
166.0K·Harley ShawBetrayed by his ex-wife and with his daughter gravely ill, Lachlan Willis is at a loss until he inherits the legacy of the divine dragon. From then on, he transforms into a miracle doctor and shakes up the world!"I cannot fall because behind me are all the people I care about!"
No Roses Left to Burn
26.0K·-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.
I'm richer than my billionaire ex-husband
1.0M·Chloe TurnerShe was a wealthy woman, but she was turned into a tool which was used by her husband to save another woman. In desperation, she jumped into the fast-flowing river, swearing to the death rather than save the woman he loved. Years later, she's back gorgeously!
His Wife, The Secret Forensic Genius
1·-My fiancé, Jameson Blair, married my twin sister today. For five years, I was a placeholder, a substitute for the woman he truly wanted, and I pretended not to know. Today, she came back with a story of terminal cancer and a dying wish to marry him. It was a perfect lie, and he chose to believe it, shattering my world with three simple words: "She's Haleigh." They left me on the sidewalk, an outcast from my own blood. My brothers, who once promised to protect me, celebrated the woman who broke me. They moved my things to a guest room, making space for their prodigal sister. That night, Haleigh gave me a "welcome home" gift—a box with a brown recluse spider inside. As the venom coursed through me, my family rushed to her side, calling my agony "a little spider bite." They left me convulsing on the floor. Later, they whipped me for a crime I didn't commit, hung me off a cliff, and left me for dead. My body is a roadmap of their love. Each scar, each broken bone, is a testament to their betrayal. They believed her lies, but their real crime was never truly seeing me. As I clung to that cliff, bleeding and broken, a single thought consumed me: Isabella Douglas died here tonight. Now, Isabella Hale would be born from the ashes.
My Alpha Mate Poisoned Me: The Luna's Comeback
1·-For twelve years, I was the shame of the Silver Moon Pack. A Luna who never shifted, a barren wife who couldn't give Alpha Ivan an heir. I thought my body was broken. But on my thirtieth birthday, I learned I wasn't sick. I was being murdered. Tracking Ivan to a downtown gallery, I expected to catch him in a lie about work. Instead, I saw him playing father to a child that wasn't mine, while his mistress looked on with a smirk. Then, I heard my own father’s voice booming through the thin glass. "If that White Wolf blood of hers ever woke up, she'd destroy us all. Better she dies a sickly Omega." My husband, my Fated Mate, didn't defend me. He just checked his watch. "She smells of death already. The Wolfsbane in her tea will finish her off during the fireworks tonight. Then we can finally replace the mule." My knees hit the floor. For five years, the "medicine" they forced down my throat wasn't a cure. It was poison designed to suppress my Supreme rank. They didn't hate me because I was weak; they were killing me because I was stronger than all of them combined. I drove back to the mansion, my sadness hardening into cold rage. I poured the lethal tea down the sink and picked up the microphone for the Pack Gathering. They were expecting a funeral tonight. I was about to give them a public execution.
The Alpha’s Betrayal Was the End of Us
159·-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.
The Rat In Shadows: His Downfall
0·-I endured 121 needle marks on my stomach for the child my husband, Braden, and I desperately wanted. But as I lay on the procedure table, moments from our embryo transfer, he walked out. He left me for his high school sweetheart, Isabella, who was hysterical over her son's scraped knee. He paraded her around in public "family" photos while his own family shamed me at dinner for being too "stiff." When Isabella's son shoved me to the floor, Braden rushed to comfort the boy, not me. He looked at me with pure disgust. "How can you possibly think you'd be a good mother when you behave like this?" he spat. I looked him dead in the eye, my voice shaking but clear. "The funniest part is, Braden? I canceled the embryo transfer." Then, in front of his entire family, I said, "I want a divorce. And this time, I'm not kidding.
The Don's Decoy Wife Vanished
2.0K·patThe night my father went into cardiac arrest, I called again and again—and my husband, the Godfather who ruled the entire underworld, didn’t answer once. The man who swore he would love me forever was in London, holding my best friend in his arms. I didn’t say a word. I only ended the child in my womb—for good. He thought I would always be his shield. He didn’t know shields can vanish— and when I’m gone, that’s when the bullets will truly hit him.
My Husband's Secret, My Silent War
0·-On our third wedding anniversary, my husband's "best friend," Jade, told a room full of people about the night she spent kissing a scar on his hip. My husband, Julian, just laughed. He chose her, not me. That night, I found their secret group chat. They called me "the ball and chain." But the worst message was from Julian. He confessed he'd been swapping my birth control pills with placebos for a year, all while promising to be a sperm donor for her. He had held me while I cried over my "unexplained infertility," telling me I was all he needed. It was all a sick, calculated lie. The next morning, he left for her birthday trip, forgetting it was my birthday too. He told me to stay home. Instead, I got in my car and followed them. I was done watching my marriage die. It was time to burn his world to the ground.
