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As they stood atop a cliff, the kidnapper held a knife to her throat, and the throat of his dream girl. “You can choose only one.”“I choose her,” the man said, pointing to his dream girl.Stella’s voice trembled as she said, “Weston… I’m pregnant.”Weston looked at her indifferently. “Gwen has a fear of heights.”Many years passed after that.Rumor had it that Ahn City’s prestigious Mr. Weston Ford was always lingering outside the house of his ex-wife, even breaking boundaries to pamper her, even if she would never bat an eyelid at him.Rumor had it that the night Stella brought a man home with her, Weston almost died at her door. Everyone was envious of Stella, but she smiled politely and said, “Don’t die at my door. I fear germs.” 
"You're just an Omega. Be grateful I gave you my name."For three years, Dorothy Miller endured her cold marriage to Alpha Darius Silverclaw—used, neglected, and nothing more than a blood donor for his beloved Sophia.But when the truth finally shattered her heart, the once obedient Omega walked away.And this time, she didn’t look back.Returning to the powerful Blackwood Wolf Pack as its hidden heiress, Dorothy is no longer the fragile girl who begged for love. She's rising—with power, purpose, and a heart no longer easy to claim.But Darius is not ready to let her go. Not now. Not when he finally realizes she was the only one who ever truly mattered.Now the Alpha wants her back—but the Omega he once rejected might just become the Luna he doesn’t deserve.Betrayal, revenge, and redemption collide in this sizzling werewolf romance. Will Dorothy choose love—or rise alone to claim everything that was meant to be hers? 
Everything started five years ago. Elise Collins was framed, left everything behind, and ran away, never wanting to even take a glance at it again. However, news of her being pregnant spreads like a wildfire in the city, and her thought that someone will be able to help her, crumbles as everyone avoids her like she’s a curse.In a snap, she had no place to return to. Defeated, she aspires to become stronger, and that happened when she came back five years later, already a top hacker.As soon as Axel Carter knows it, the father of the child she gave birth to, he instantly chases her. Trapped in the hospital, he confronts her.With those scarlet raging eyes, his teeth gnash. "Do you know the price of playing with me, woman?" 
Evelyn Shaw is known across Nordia as a top surgical genius. Noble families line up, waiting for her to perform their operations.
Her hands are worth over ten million dollars and are irreplaceable, yet they are being pressed mercilessly into the floor at this very moment.
The culprit is her husband, Howard Blackwood, the man at the apex of Nordia's power hierarchy.
Howard sits silently in the chair as she suffers. He is still the same, impeccably dressed with an unreadable expression.
Behind him, a large screen shows her sister, Layla Shaw, being dragged into a dark room by several burly men. Layla's broken, helpless cries fill the air, wrenching Evelyn's heart.
"Eve, either you get up and operate on Anne's mother, or I make sure these videos reach all of Nordia tomorrow," Howard says.
Evelyn grits her teeth as she glares at him. "Howard, why are you doing this to me?" 
He has seven beautiful sisters. They are all crazy about their younger brother, but they don't know that he has already become a king who could make the world tremble!His elder sister, Queenie, is a cold-faced CEO!His second elder sister, Tracy, is a skilled doctor!His third elder sister, Alice, is a seductive killer!His fourth elder sister, Kate, is a beautiful reporter!His fifth elder sister, Angela, is so mysterious!His sixth elder sister, Anita, is the best actress!His seventh elder sister, Bertha, has an extraordinary identity......Fifteen years ago, you treated me as your family. Fifteen years later, I will protect you in return. 
At the grand wedding banquet, her supposed best friend shamelessly exposed scandalous photos of her, turning her into the laughingstock of the event. The humiliation was etched into her memory.Five years later, she returned with her young son, still unaware of his father's identity. Fate, however, had a surprise in store for her—a striking resemblance between her son and a certain cold, handsome man. In a moment of undeniable recognition, he glared at her, his eyes narrowing dangerously, and demanded, "Woman, dare you run away with my child?"Caught off guard, she innocently shook her head, attempting to gather her thoughts. Before she could respond, her fearless little boy stepped forward and boldly proclaimed, "Who dares to bully my mommy? You'll have to get past me first!" 
They say a second chance heals all wounds—that love tastes sweeter when fate gives you another bite.Does getting back with the same person who hurt you counts?Paige Lopez thought she had it all—a loving mate, a future as Luna of the Frostridge Pack, and the promise of a family. But everything shattered when her mate, Alpha Noah, rejected her for the most painful reason: she couldn’t give him an heir. To make matters worse, she discovered his affair with his first love.Humiliated and heartbroken, Paige fled the pack. She tried desperately to stand on her own and forget Noah—until the impossible happened four months later. She was carrying his pup, a powerful Alpha heir.When Noah heard the news, he sought to reconcile with her, his dark eyes burning with regret and possession. He claimed he never stopped loving her, that the Moon Goddess had destined them to be together.But Paige’s heart was filled with anger and pain. She would never forgive him so easily—not after his betrayal, not when her heart still bled from his rejection.Can Noah win her back? Or will Paige make him suffer the way he made her suffer?One thing is certain—Alpha Noah is about to learn the hard way: rejecting your fated mate has consequences. 
"Dear Ms. Ingram, your application for the overseas exchange program has been accepted. Kindly confirm your participation."Kayla Ingram stares at the message for a long time. Her fingertip hovers above the screen, slightly trembling. Finally, she takes a deep breath and types out her reply. "Confirmed."Just as she hits send, a cool, low voice sounds behind her. "Why are you standing here alone? Aren't you going to watch the fireworks?"She spins around to see Darren Tate right behind her.Under the night sky, his silhouette is sharply outlined by the distant lights. His features are striking and refined. Even in a plain white shirt, he carries himself with an effortless, poised elegance.She doesn't get a chance to answer before a loud boom cracks through the air.A burst of fireworks explodes across the sky. Everyone around lifts their heads in awe, but Kayla keeps her gaze fixed solely on him.This is the 1001st time she's looked at him like this—quietly, from the shadows.And it will be the last. 
Introduction:She was the daughter of a plutocrat, an elite with multiple identities, known and respected by everyone; she was a young girl from a rich family, who was peacocky and shameless, loathed by all.After being reborn as her, she defeated the bad man and the angelic bitch, took revenge on the bad guy who killed her, married the most noble man, got into the sweetest relationship, and stunned the world!Reporter, "Mr. Leach, what is your favorite thing in the world?"Benson, "Jill."Reporter, "Mr. Leach, what do you like to do most every day?"Benson smiled, "Sleeping with Jill in my arms at night."Juliana: ... 
I, Wendy Larson, and my husband, Howard Anderson, have been happily married for ten years.The only flaw in our almost perfect marriage is his azoospermia—the absence of sperm in semen. Because of that, we're unable to have a child of our own.On the day of our tenth anniversary, Celeste Quinn, our housekeeper, suddenly claims that she's pregnant with my husband's child. I figure she's cracking a sick joke, but much to my surprise, she hands me a paternity test report two days later. The result is undeniable—the child belongs to Howard.With that, Celeste decides to take us to court.On the day of the hearing, she puts on a full pity act in front of the courthouse, spinning tales of how my husband violated her. She even claims we're a depraved couple who lock her in the house to be used solely for breeding.Having no way to defend ourselves, we're branded as monsters by the public, destined for the hall of shame.The university fires my husband, and his reputation is in tatters. I get fired by my company on the same day too.Eventually, the pressure breaks my husband's spirit, and he ends up taking his own life while in prison.As for me, I turn into public enemy number one, the butt of all jokes and vitriol on the internet. Driven to insanity, I walk into traffic and die in a horrific accident.Even in death, I can't figure out how Celeste got pregnant with my infertile husband's child.Somehow, I open my eyes, and I'm once again among the living. I've returned to the day before Celeste claims to be pregnant… 
The day I'm exposed as a fake heiress of a wealthy family, the real heiress, Rowena Fairchild, storms into the house and stabs me repeatedly in the abdomen. She robs me of my chance to ever become a mother.
My fiance, Thaddeus Crowley, flies into a rage, and my parents also rush to declare that they'll never acknowledge her.
To appease me, Thaddeus proposes to me almost immediately, and my parents even issue a document officially cutting ties with Rowena. They tell me to just focus on my recovery.
Later, they tell me that Rowena has fled overseas and has been sold to Corovia, a country up north. They say it's karma, and I believe them.
It isn't until six years into my marriage that I see the woman who's supposed to be suffering in Corovia. She's nestled in my now-husband's arms, heavily pregnant.
Sighing, she says, "If I hadn't lost my temper and made that mistake six years ago, it wouldn't have been Marisol who married you.
"It's a good thing you, Mom, and Dad all took my side. Otherwise, I would've been sent to prison by that fraud. I bet that damn imposter never once imagined that I've been living under her nose all these years, or that I'm carrying your child.
"Once I give birth, you can just find an excuse to adopt the baby. Then that fraud can spend the rest of her life as the nanny to my child.
"Thank you for everything you've done these past years, Thaddeus."
Her loving gaze makes Thaddeus' cheeks flush red.
"Don't say that. Marrying her was the only way to keep your reputation intact. As long as you're safe and happy, everything I do is worth it."
As it turns out, the husband I believe to be my true love has been lying to me all along, and my parents have only just been covering for their real daughter, too.
In that case, I don't want any of them anymore. 
I prepare a feast for my boyfriend, David Linton, on Thanksgiving, but he stands me up again.I sit in silence for a moment before pulling up the Instagram account of his first love, Selene Whitmore, like I always do."I'd like to praise someone. He abandoned his girlfriend and came to me just because I told him my light went out. I hope he maintains this valuable principle of putting his friend before his girlfriend," she writes.The photo she posts shows David standing on a stool, changing her lightbulb. She steadies his legs with both hands, her face brushing against his private parts. He doesn't dodge, and there's even a faint smile on his face. The image is an utter eyesore, but I don't have a meltdown or make a scene.I simply press the like button on the post and ask David for a breakup. David doesn't believe me at all."She's just throwing a tantrum. I'll just give her the cold shoulder for a few days. I can cheer her up easily with a beckon of my finger after that," he says.But what he doesn't know is that it's only easy for him to cheer me up because I love him.And from today on, there's no way he'll be able to cheer me up anymore. 
Madelyn Jent died on her wedding anniversary. She had been married to Zach Jardin for eight years, compromising for the better part of her life. However, she ended up being kicked out of the house.After the painful divorce, Madelyn was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Despite her deteriorating health, she clung to life in the hospital, hoping that Zach would visit her one last time.As Valentine's Day arrived, heavy snow fell outside. Yet, Zach failed to make an appearance, leaving Madelyn with a deep sense of regret. "Zach Jardin... If I could start over, I would never fall in love with you again!"Miraculously, Madelyn found herself reborn to the time when she was eighteen. Fueled by the desire to avoid repeating the same mistakes, she made a solemn vow to distance herself from everything related to Zach.But fate seemed determined to test her resolve. Just as she sought to escape the shadows of her past, the same man, Zach, emerged with an intimidating aura, gradually approaching her step by step. His voice, reminiscent of a devil's melody, echoed through the hallway as he declared, "Madelyn, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life..." 
In order to repay her kindness, Chen Qing hid his identity and married into the Xia family. They looked down upon him for two years! This time, for the family's interests, they wanted to send his wife, Xia Xue, to another man's bed! Xia Xue was the benefactor of Chen Qing and she was his wife. How could he let such a thing happen! But no one believed that he had the ability to solve this problem. Even Xia Xue wanted to divorce him. Chen Qing was kicked out of the house and walked on the street. Everyone was gesticulating. Suddenly, a group of people came. The noble man in the lead bowed respectfully to Chen Qing, with others keel down. "Welcome back, young master!" Chen Qing sighed, "Well, it's time to make them suffer!" 
After Holly Stanwick becomes a judge, the first case on her docket is the divorce between her husband and his childhood sweetheart.When Holly receives the file, she double-checks the cover sheet. "Maeve, is the defendant's information correct? Is his name really Shane Lockwood?"The assistant judge, Maeve Green, smiles. "Ms. Stanwick, that's Shane Lockwood, CEO of Lockwood Corp in Havenport. I might slip up on other files, but not this one!"Maeve pulls out her phone, searches for "Shane Lockwood" on Google, and shoves the brutal truth in front of Holly.The face in the photos matches her husband's exactly. Holly freezes, as if a bucket of ice water has been dumped over her.The court clerk, Stella Kennedy, adds, "That's right, Ms. Stanwick. You're new here, so you might not know. Shane and his childhood sweetheart, Tess Lindell, have been on and off for about eight years. This is the first time it's hit court. The public gallery is fully booked!"Holly nearly loses her footing, and the file slips from her hands onto the desk.Maeve asks curiously, "Ms. Stanwick, do you know Shane?"She knows him all too well. 
Oh my fucking goodness….” her words trailed into a moan, while his hands found the most adore part of her body, her waist, Pulling her backward, he began to thrust hard, and with each thrust, he got rewarded with moans that made him want to do more! Hazel had just gained admission to her favorite university in the city of Washington, she is forced to live with her father's most trusted young friend all in the name of protection. Hazel eventually finds herself in the bed of the man she claims she hates, the one who is to protect her from the outside world, after one foreplay, Hazel and Axel refuse to keep their eyes off each other. However, it didn’t end up as just a Lustful feeling. Will their love stand the test of time, in a world where fans criticize whoever goes intimate with their idol? 
This is a collection of werewolf stories that will keep you on the edge of your seat, flipping through the pages and wanting more.*************************Book1: Her Alpha MateFreya is the joy and life of the pack. All revere her as the daughter of Alpha.She's blessed by the moon goddess. The Moon Goddess blessed her with a heart of gold.But her mate Zack, an alpha, doesn't want her because he doesn't want a mate.*********Book 2: Her Broken MateSarah is now twenty-three and still without a mate.When visiting the packhouse, she finally found her mate.The son of the Alpha. The hottest man she ever met.But he is a mute.*********Book 3: Her PassionAva is a rogue who is forced by a new law to attend a school for werewolves for a year. There she meets her mate, a certain Alpha, who has a grudge against all rogues. Will he get the life he has always longed for, or will his pride get the better of him?*********Book 4: Her Annoying MateMary James has had a pretty rough life. After being betrayed and heartbroken by both her boyfriend and her father, Mary moves to a small town to find comfort with her mother. All isn't as it seems, and soon Mary finds herself in a world she didn't even know existed outside of novels and movies. Not only does the city seem bizarre to her, but her senses sharpen, her temper gets out of control, and her hunger grows. When an arrogant, egotistical, sexy and possessive alpha male who didn't want her in the first place comes along, her life seamlessly descends into madness. 
Elise Blake has been in love with Samuel Holt for ten long years. She gives up her dreams and her sense of self to build a home for him and their son.But all her sacrifice earns her is his growing affection for his first love. Even her son, whom she nearly died giving birth to, starts to warm up to that woman.When a snowstorm strikes, Samuel doesn't hesitate to save his first love. Their son, too, only worries about that woman's safety. It hits Elise that some things are simply not meant to be.She leaves the divorce agreement on the table and turns her back on her husband and son. Moving out, she devotes herself to pharmaceutical research and starts to bloom on her own.Yet, for some reason, the divorce never goes through.At her product launch, the man who's always been cold to her corners her in the lounge, holding the very divorce agreement she signed in his hand. "You don't get to decide when our marriage starts or ends—I do!" 
During the third year of my engagement to Michael Goldman, he goes all out when pursuing a college student. He allows her to sit on his lap and kiss him to my face. Then, he laughs with his friends and says, "Women are better when they're wilder. Carissa is just too obedient."Later, his uncle, who's never gotten involved with other women, posts a photo on social media. It's of me with my arms around his neck as we make out passionately. He captions it, "She's wild enough for me."Michael comes to me in the rain, looking like he's lost his mind. His uncle, Caleb Goldman, is the one who opens the door. Caleb has hickeys all over his neck, and he says to Michael, "It's not appropriate to disrupt someone's married life, Michael." 
After secretly registering our marriage, my lawyer husband would propose that we hold another wedding ceremony to make it up to me each time he explored a new position with his childhood friend.For the last three years, Michael Grant, my husband, brought up having a wedding 33 times and stood me up 33 times.The first time was because his childhood friend's dog died. To honor its memory, he said we couldn't have a celebration for three months.Meanwhile, I stood before our family and friends in my wedding dress, offering endless apologies on his behalf.The second time was because his childhood friend had period cramps. He turned the wedding car around to go make her tea.After that, every subsequent planned wedding ceremony ran into some kind of issue with his childhood friend.I cried. I caused scenes.But Michael would always say, "Tasha and I are just friends with benefits. You're my wife. Don't be so petty."After the 33rd time, I was finally exhausted.I pushed the divorce papers in front of him. "The cooling-off period is over. Let's go finalize the divorce." 
Her daughter lay dying—her only chance at survival resting in a bone marrow transplant from her biological father.That man, the one Stella Johnson had once loved with all her heart, was nowhere to be found.While Stella made call after call, hands trembling with desperation, Charles Hart was busy building a crystal castle for the daughter of his beloved white moonlight—lighting up the entire city with fireworks in her honor.All Stella got in return was a cold, clipped response:"I'm busy."And then… silence.She waited.And waited.Until the warmth left her daughter's tiny hand.He never came.Cradling the small urn, Stella stepped into the streets—only to be greeted by a cruel spectacle.Every digital screen on the bustling boulevard played the same scene:Charles, his white moonlight, and their daughter, smiling under the fireworks as they sang "Happy Birthday," basking in a future built on someone else's grave.The love Stella once held for Charles didn't just die that night—it was burned to ash.And from those ashes, something far stronger rose:Hatred. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving. 
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage.We had been married for exactly three years—three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment.For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage.Today, I finally received his message:"I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport."When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined—he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend.In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air.Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken—to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again.He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end—almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be."Aurora, come back. I regret everything!"Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me—only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this! 
Aaron Blackwood's wife, Esther Butterfield, cheats on him and thinks she does a great job at hiding it. She keeps her lover by her side and lies to Aaron about him, claiming that she only thinks of him as a brother.Aaron tricks Esther into signing a divorce agreement and leaves with 60 million dollars in his pocket. However, she starts pestering him to no end.After starting a business with the money, Aaron meets a lovely female CEO, Sierra Thorne. His heart, which has been sealed in ice, slowly thaws.At a banquet, Sierra grabs Aaron by his tie and leans close, her red lips parting as she says, "I helped you deal with your ex-wife, Mr. Blackwood. Can you be my boyfriend now?" 
They were twin sisters, separated by fate and raised in different worlds.Samantha and Caitlin looked almost identical—but their lives couldn't have been more different. Adopted into separate families, they were strangers for decades... until tragedy brought them back together.Too late.When Samantha finally found her sister, Caitlin was lying in a cold crystal coffin—betrayed, broken, and buried by the very people who were supposed to protect her.Now, Samantha has only one mission: revenge.She takes her sister's place as Mrs. Perkins—the timid, obedient wife of a cold and ruthless billionaire. But this time… she's not here to be anyone's doormat.In just five days, the entire mansion feels the shift.The once-quiet Mrs. Perkins now walks with fire in her eyes and ice in her voice.She's bold. Dazzling. Dangerous.Alexander Perkins, the aloof CEO who's used to control, isn't amused.He pins her to the wall, his voice dark and low:"I remind you—don't play with fire."Samantha smiles, her gaze unwavering."Too late. I already lit the match." 
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