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Luna Sherwood and I have been married for two years, but I'm more like her lapdog than anything else. In the day, I'm the secretary to Sherwood Corporation's female CEO. In the night, I'm her secret husband.
She doesn't care that we're married—she comes and goes with other men, even going so far as to defend them. I ultimately lose hope in her and our marriage and decide to leave.
However, she knocks on my door in the middle of the night. "Are you really going to heartlessly abandon me, Edward?"
She's drunk and complaining about my heartlessness, but does she remember how she treated me when she was lucid?
I push her away coldly. "You're drunk, Ms. Sherwood."
She clings to me again, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Can you take me in for one night, honey?"
She's always been the cold, aloof CEO, but now, she's as gentle as they come.
"Please respect me and yourself, Luna." 
At death's door, Jennifer Jefferson finds herself back at the age of 27. She's married to Leonard Faron, the world's richest man, who magazines hail as the most desirable husband in the world. Together, they have two children.Everyone around her calls it a life of fortune, but the moment she is aware that she is back in the past, all Jennifer can think of is divorce.So, she takes a divorce agreement to meet Samantha Miller, Leonard's first love. "I'm done, Leonard is yours now, and so are the kids." 
Kiara, an alluring young lady was a big time slut. That was her only speciality. She was given birth to by a prostitute and was also brought up by a prostitute. Don't get it twisted, they were two different women. So you wouldn't blame her, would you? It runs in the blood.
As a prostitute that she was, she was not meant to love but what happens when she fell for a player?
Alexander, the heir and only successor to Alexander group of companies. His companies were well known and highly acknowledged in the whole Texas. In spite of how young Alexander was, all his employees feared him. He was so rude and sensitive.
He gives absolutely no damn about anyone- well, maybe except one person though; His grandma- his weakness. And maybe his best friend as well; Mack. Alexander was a handsome young man, a big time player; who screwed ladies with no strings attached. He was forced to get married at his young age in order to get rid his wayward attitude, but as a player that he was, would he agree easily? And what happens when a player incredulously acknowledged a slut? 
After two years of a loveless marriage, Maria Lewis was handed a cold divorce agreement. But she didn't leave quietly. She gave James Bennett one last drink, seduced him for a final night, and disappeared—secretly pregnant with his child.Five years later, Maria returns as a powerful member of a secret organization, with two adorable kids and an identity he never saw coming. She's no longer the woman who once begged for his love. She's confident, untouchable, and completely out of his league.Now, the man who once looked down on her clings to her, desperate to win her back.But Maria has her own plans: protect her children, crush her enemies, and make James regret every choice he made.She left with nothing, but returned with power, babies, and no mercy. 
"I'm mated to you, Asher," I whispered, hoping for his acceptance."No, you're mated to yourself because I can never be with someone like you," Asher replied coldly. "I, Asher, hereby reject you as my mate."Confusion and heartache consumed me as I stared at him, my voice trembling. "Why are you saying all of this to me?""Because, Lenora, I can't be your mate. I regret accepting to be your boyfriend in the first place; it was merely out of pity," he declared, devoid of emotion.Tears welled in my eyes as his words cut through me. "I've never loved you, Lenora. I thought you would grow stronger, but you're still the weakest wolf I've ever encountered, even at seventeen."Lenora Hunter, marked as the weakest wolf in the Serene pack, had never let that define her until she faced rejection from Asher, her only hope. Meanwhile, the presence of Alaric, the New Alpha, struck fear into the hearts of wolves far and wide. He was a dreadful and elusive figure, known but rarely seen. Alaric's arrival in the Serene pack, with intentions unknown, only added to the turmoil. Would Lenora, as the weakest wolf, survive the clutches of this ferocious predator? Could she be an exception to his malevolent ways? 
It’s true what they say about marriage: one partner’s always happier than the other.~~~Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie’s long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself. 
In the fifth year of his marriage, Samuel Lynch falls head over heels for a college student. That young woman, Natalie Sullivan, comes from a poor family, yet she is aloof and prideful. She rejects the black card Samuel offers her and says, "I don't want to be anyone's sugar baby."Because of her words, Samuel's obsessed with her.He has been trying so hard to win the heart of the college student that everyone knows about it. However, he's forgotten about his wife, Catherine Jackman. Back then, he wrote 99 love letters just to win her heart and marry her. Catherine hasn't caused a scene. She merely burns a letter each time he hurts her because of Natalie. The day when she burns all 99 love letters to ashes will be the day she leaves him.The first letter was burned on their wedding anniversary. He didn't show up but went to the smoothie store where Natalie worked and sat there for a whole day, only to wait until she finished work.The 36th letter was burned after he abandoned Catherine on the highway in the storm when she was running a high fever. Just because he was rushing to be with Natalie, who was afraid of thunder. The 72nd love letter was burned when he replaced their wedding photo in the living room with a doodle drawn by Natalie just to make her happy. 
Even the coldest heart would soon grow warm if she kept holding on to it. That was what she believed. That was why she became his unloved placeholder of a wife. Unfortunately, all her devotion only led to a heartless divorce. “She’s awake now,” he told her. “Step down and step away, you miserable knock-off.”Then, he left. When he came back, it was because he needed her to do something only an impostor could do: go to jail for his dream girl’s crime. Deirdre McKinnon was condemned to perdition. She lost her baby before it was born. She lost her face to violence. She lost the ability to see. It was two months of a hell-like nightmare. At last, something died inside her heart. Two years later, she found herself another man, but when Brendan Brighthall met her by pure happenstance, a new feeling was born in his heart: jealousy. There were no means too terrible, no scheme too underhanded—not if it meant he’d possess Deirdre’s heart again. And yet, she simply refused to love him anymore.“What do you want me to do, Deirdre McKinnon?! What must I do to go back to the good old days?” His eyes turned red. “I’ll give you everything I have!”“You gave me a copper trinket two years ago. It was a sorry excuse for a wedding ring, and yet I cared for it as though it was the most precious jewel in the world…“But now? Nothing you can give would be even remotely worthwhile. Not even you.” 
**Warning: Contains strong language, smuts, abuse and some really explicit content, please read at your risk.** "Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head. "Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted. Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry. The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with. "That would never happen, Cara Mia." Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to shove him away but he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head before pointing the gun at her temple. Arabella shut her eyes tightly as the gun cocked. She inhaled and bit her tongue whilst saying her last prayer inwardly. She wanted to run far away from him. Away from the surface of the earth if possible. But she was certain no matter how far she went, he was going to find her. ------------------------------------- Arabella's life took a u-turn after falling into her enemy's hand. She should feel nothing for him, however. He made her lose all her senses, even her clothes. At the mercy of her foe, she discovers some secrets about him and wishes to unravel more, but got what she didn't bargain for. Alessandro, an Alpha werewolf assuming the identity of a mafia Lord. He was the most wanted criminal in COOAN, and his name incites fear in all werewolves' packs. He was a man fighting his demons and needs a saviour before he drowns. After a traumatic childhood event that left him scarred, Blaze often kept to himself and trusted no one until he met Arabella, whom he believed was the perfect mate sent to him by the moon's goddess. However, she was taken. The powerful urge to save her from her... 
When Beryl was heartbroken finding her boyfriend cheating on her with her step-mum,The triplet billionaires appeared, claiming to be her mates. They fall for her, hard. She slept with one of them. But she doesn’t know whom. Worse, she’s pregnant. She: Who’s my baby’s father?!----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Already heartbroken when her father died, Beryl was devastated when she found her boyfriend f*ucking her step-mum at the parking lot of the funeral. What’s more shocking was the billionaire Armand Lupine’s sudden appearance and his hot triplets claiming to be her mate. And what is mate anyway? Forced to live with Armand and the triplets, Beryl uncovered the realm of the werewolf's world. Though Armand cherishes her, the triplets, star hockey player Nicholas, world-famous painter Brian and rock star Cheney always took every opportunity to make fun of her. Are they really Beryl’s mates? With them around, can Beryl return to the ordinary human life as she wished? 
Lorelai Voss died once.Betrayed by her fated mate.Used by her brothers.Sold to bear a cursed Alpha's heir.But death didn’t end her story.It rewrote it.She wakes up the day before her forced marriage—wolfless, but not powerless.She remembers every lie.Every hand that pushed her into the fire.“You don’t get to tell me who I belong to,” she says, staring down her Alpha brother.“I can save you,” she tells Alpha Keith, the strongest wolf on the continent.“Now you owe me.”This time, she’s not the pawn.This time, she plays the game—and she plays to win.With twisted loyalties, buried secrets, and a slow-burn romance that begins with distrust and ignites into obsession, Lorelai walks the line between justice and vengeance.Will she destroy the monsters who made her…or become something far more dangerous?One thing is certain:The girl they threw away is back—and she didn’t return to survive.She came to conquer. 
I had loved a man for five years, and hated him for just as long.
He took the money meant for my mother's treatment, and I leaked his company's secrets, bankrupting him overnight.
For those five years, we were locked in a fierce rivalry, a constant battle where everyone saw us as mortal enemies destined to destroy each other.
But the truth was, we hadn't been in contact for a long time.
When we met again, he had long since rebuilt his empire. Standing under the spotlight, facing a throng of persistent reporters, his words and demeanor were impeccably flawless.
A reporter suddenly brought up the past: "Back then, you mentioned a loved one you wished to spend your life with, even planning to marry at twenty-eight. Now…"
His fingers, holding the champagne flute, paused slightly. Then he lifted his gaze, a faint smile spreading in his eyes, clearly audible throughout the room: "Getting married soon." 
The day after Avery Sterling is falsely accused of running over Britney Walker, her husband, Calvin Grant, and their two sons suspend her younger brother above a giant vat of boiling oil, threatening to drop him in alive.Avery panics and rushes forward to save her brother, but the bodyguards block her path and hold her back."Do you admit what you did?" Calvin asks coldly, standing nearby in a sharp, tailored suit. "Will you ever dare hurt Britney again?""I didn't hit her!" Avery cries, struggling against the guards restraining her. "Calvin, please, let Henry go! He's only 18 years old! He just got into Westbridge University!" 
It had been Betty White's wish to marry an ordinary man. Somehow, she became the mate of a Alpha? He promised to love her forever, dote on her, and cherish her. She believed this should be what happiness looked like until one day he threw a pad of papers at her. "Betty, we should get divorced." She fell from Heaven, her heart breaking into pieces. Five years later, she came back and met him again. No longer alone, she was accompanied by a cute kid. The child looked at the man, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Mommy, this man looks just like me. Is he your baby too?" 
"Young lady, whose bastard is that inside you?"
"Don't you know any shame? Is this how I raised you?"
The living room was warm, yet a cold sweat broke out across my back. I stroked my swollen belly, looked at their outraged faces, and suddenly let out a low chuckle.
"You really don't know?"
Father crushed his cigarette butt savagely into the ashtray, sparks flying up before dying. "How would we know what shameful things you've been up to out there?"
"The kidnappers," I said softly, my voice like a snowflake landing on a hot iron plate. "Don't you remember? That year the kidnappers took both me and Liza. They wanted a 500,000 ransom. You only scraped together half, saying 'save the real child first.'"
My parents' faces instantly froze, like the surface of a frozen lake. They even seemed to forget to breathe.
"Later, you took Liza back. The kidnappers kept me for three more months." I touched my belly, fingertips registering a faint flutter of movement inside. "Did you really think I escaped on my own?"
But none of that mattered anymore. Because I was going to die. 
Right before sitting for the SATs, Collin Smith falls in love with a young woman whose surname is Yard. He insists on calling off our engagement, but both pairs of parents vehemently object.As planned, we hold our wedding after graduating college. However, Queenie Yard dies in an accident—she's pregnant with Collin's child, too. From that moment on, endless torture and humiliation is all that awaits me.Even until the day he dies, Collin has no idea that Queenie is a promiscuous woman. The child she carried wasn't his.After being reborn, I've learned my lesson. I boldly pursue Jonah, to whom I owe a favor. I become Collin's aunt.This time, I'm going to give his relationship with Queenie my full support. I have to ensure he enjoys the pleasure of being cheated on and raising a child that isn't his. 
Connor Green cruises past with his secretary, Giselle Peterson, in the passenger seat, just as I get into a car accident and miscarry my baby. Upon seeing my bloodstained white dress, he shields Giselle's curious gaze and mutters coldly, "What a downer. Don't look!" Then, he steps on the gas and speeds away. That night, I find a lace bra tucked behind the drawer in the corner of our bedroom. It isn't mine. Closing the door, I make a call. I say calmly, "Mr. Denner, I've made my decision. I'll leave the city and start at your company next week." 
I, Nadine Cross, transplant the nerves from my own hands to my boyfriend's "sister", who loses the use of both her hands in an accident.
With that, Irene Sawyer's painting skills improve tremendously.
However, I lose function in both hands. I can't even lift a glass of water.
My boyfriend, Thomas Graham, tearfully promises that he will forever be grateful to me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.
Because I love him, I silently endure the agony of rehabilitation treatments.
But one day, I accidentally discover that his so-called sister, Irene, is actually his lover.
I confront him, but they tie me up.
"Since your hand nerves work so well, your optic nerves should be good too. Irene's eyesight hasn't been great lately. If you're going to help, then you should help her all the way. Give her your eyes, Nadine," Thomas demands.
I fall into despair as I watch them approach me with surgical knives.
Thomas says, "Don't hate me. You've already lost function in both hands. Your eyes won't do you much good when you're in this state. I'm just making the rational choice."
Boundless darkness descends.
When I open my eyes again, I am back at the time right before the nerve transplant surgery.
This time, I get a dog's nerves instead. 
I just experienced the most unforgettable Christmas night of my life.
I had planned a pajama-themed Christmas party with my best friend, Lia Wright, and I purposely changed into my black, lacey night gown, took a sexy photo of myself in it, and sent it to her.
"Daddy, wanna open your Christmas present tonight?" I said in a text message to tease her.
Exactly three minutes later, she replied, "Are you sure you want to play this game?"
I chuckled at how serious she was, then typed my provocative reply. "Just say it if you're too scared to come over."
Now, 20 minutes later, the door to my room is suddenly thrown open with a loud bang.
Liam Blake, my childhood friend who had been giving me the cold shoulder for the past half year, shows up at the door, his eyes rimmed red and with a light dusting of snow on his clothes. He pushes me onto the bed and kisses me fiercely and fervently.
"What did you just call me earlier?" Liam gasps, backing away slightly so his hot breath fans across my lips. His voice is low and hoarse, and I have never heard him speak like that before. "Call me that again."
I shiver hard and quickly sober up before grabbing my phone that was still lit up.
I had thought that I'd been chatting with Lia the entire time. But now, I suddenly realize that the name on top of the chat window had been "Liam" the entire time. 
(Super 1v1 sweet doting article, Sebastian’s strength to dote on his wife)Dorothy Arnold was unaware that she had been given a second chance at life after her untimely demise, which was caused by the treachery of her fiancé's deceitful step-sister. What led her to become entangled with the sole heir of the imperial capital's business empire? The actions of that despicable man and his conniving accomplice resulted in her death without her body being whole. She yearned for vengeance!On the third day following her awakening, Dorothy intended to seek the support of this heir for her revenge, but upon waking, she mistakenly embraced the wrong individual. Feeling wronged, she exclaimed, "Sebastian, I have mistakenly embraced you. Is it too late to release my hold?" Sebastian Rowan, with a playful demeanor, responded, "Wife, you must take responsibility for your actions towards me." This heir is indeed peculiar—strange in his behavior, yet capable of inflicting pain on others! 
Why am I covered in blood?" Her voice trembled as she struggled to make sense of the surreal situation.In the heart-pounding tale of "Twisted Tales," Lia Walton awakens to find herself entangled in a nightmare she cannot escape. Accused of a murder she can't remember, Lia's life spirals into a whirlwind of betrayal and injustice as she faces a trial. In the echoing corridors of uncertainty, questions abound. Will Lia face the cold steel bars of imprisonment?Damon Cortez, the charismatic scion of a business empire, was once meant to be Lia's salvation, yet destiny twists their paths into a labyrinth of heartache and revenge. Bound by ties of love and betrayal, Damon is consumed by a thirst for retribution, plunging both Lia and himself into a deadly game of cat and mouse. As the lines between captor and captive blur, Lia is forced to confront her deepest fears: Will she succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume her, or will she rise from the ashes of despair to reclaim her destiny?Brace yourself for a journey where love and revenge collide in a battle for the soul, and only the strongest will survive. 
“Well, take this, Alpha. I, Shadow Raven Hawks, omega of Night Stalker Pack—”“Shadow, what the fuck are you doing?” He was fast to cup my face as his eyes began brewing the pain.“Rejecting—” I wasn’t finished when he slammed his mouth against mine, stopping me.***She’s a lone wolf— a rogue.Shadow Hawks learns to keep her head down. That’s how she survives until she wakes up in a pack run by a control freak hot-as-sin ruthless Alpha. With one single sniff of him, she feels an intense connection with irresistible heat.Now she’s got her old pack on her heels. The only one who can protect her is Alpha Califf. She will do everything, even if she has to bow down and reveal herself.Califf Stone doesn’t have time for a relationship but to protect his pack from a sinister, vicious Alpha killing the neighboring packs. Until he meets a mysterious rogue who enjoys defying his orders, he finds himself craving for her, losing control— And he knows she’s the one. When their common enemy threatens her, he’s ready to break his defenses to protect his mate. What surprises him, she’s not only half-Lycan, half-witch. She’s also a Lycan Princess. 
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