Lahat
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go. 
Rebirth. Revenge. Romance.
In her past life, Delia was blind to love. Betrayed by her cousin and ex, she discarded her "crippled" husband Curtis-only to die disfigured and alone.
Now she's back.
This time, she tears up the divorce papers and clings to Curtis's side-only to discover he's not weak at all. In fact, when he rises from his wheelchair, the world bows.
"You're mine-body and soul," he growls, his voice like velvet and steel.
She's the one seducing him now-until he's addicted, crazed, and can't live without her.
She'll crush her enemies, reclaim everything they stole, and love the man who once gave her the world.
This time, she'll give him back everything-and more. 
I have to admit that my husband's true love is a charming woman.
Upon her return, my husband, who claims he knows nothing about romance when he's with me, comes up with various ways to please her. Even my son keeps clamoring to my face that he wants his father's true love to be his mother.
To them, my only worth is in cooking, cleaning, and caring for them.
Later, an autistic little girl tugs on my clothes and says firmly, "Zachary might not want his mother, but I do!"
Only then do I realize that a rose can still bloom in a dessert. When I finally turn my life into what I imagined it to be, my ex-husband and son regret their actions.
My ex-husband calls and tells me Zachary misses me. I say, "I'm not his mother anymore."
My ex-husband says he knows he made a mistake; he's suddenly realized I'm the one he loves.
The man beside me kisses the back of my hand. He says jealously, "What makes you think you're worthy of her love when even I've yet to win her heart?" 
Natalie Walker is a fake heiress who spends two decades acting as Diana Ashcroft's walking blood bank. When the true heiress returns, she's immediately kicked out of the house.
The true heiress mistreats her, and everyone mocks her. Then, the world is stunned when she suddenly turns out to be the only daughter of the Walker family, the country's wealthiest and most mysterious family.
Natalie's birth parents and five brothers dote on her like mad. Her allowance is boundless, and she can splurge on whatever she wants. She can drive any limited-edition sports car and buy haute couture if she wants…
She also has a fiancé who's supposedly the wealthiest man in the world. However, he either avoids meeting her or gives her the cold shoulder. He even comes knocking, saying that he wants to call off the engagement.
Natalie thinks it's perfect. Unexpectedly, after calling off the engagement, he pesters her, wanting to be affectionate with her all the time.
Natalie is irritated. "Can you have a little shame, Mr. Ex-Fiancé?"
Marcus Holden says, "What is shame? Can I eat it? Can it help me win my wife's heart?"
"Get lost."
"You're only telling me that because you love me. Why haven't you said it to anyone else?"
Everyone realizes that the revered Marcus is actually a hopeless romantic who only has love on his brain.
Meanwhile, Marcus wants nothing more than to beat his old self up for being blind. 
She was always the good girl. Until heartbreak made her reckless.
Elena Sinclair thought marriage meant forever.
But five years in, her “forever” has become a gilded cage of pain and betrayal.
She’s the wife who couldn’t give him a child. The barren disappointment. And for that, her husband offered her a cruel compromise… an open marriage. One that gave him the right to find someone who could carry his heir.
The next day, he brought a pregnant woman home. The same woman who was first introduced as his cousin.
The humiliation doesn’t end there, his mother lashes out… hurling insults and even fists, while her husband turns a blind eye. Not once has he defended her. Not once has he shown her love. She’s nothing more than a placeholder… a name on a marriage certificate.
The cruelest part? She loved him. She loved him long before the vows, long before the lies… so deeply it blinded her to who he really was.
Now, to make him jealous, she turns to the one man she should never touch: Jaxx Moretti, her husband’s younger brother. The dangerous one. The black sheep of the Sinclair family. The man who once made her high school years hell… and now has every reason to destroy her husband's legacy.
What starts as a twisted game soon ignites into something raw, addictive, and completely forbidden.
But Jaxx isn’t just her escape. He’s everything her husband isn’t. Because the deeper she sinks into Jaxx's bed… The harder it becomes to crawl back out.
Content Warning: This book contains mature themes intended for adult audiences (18+), including explicit sexual content, toxic relationships, manipulation, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised. 
To save her famiglia, Lucia Bellini is forced to marry the youngest Don of Iberby, Alessandro Rossi.
On the day of her wedding, she finds out that she is a substitute for his dead first love. From her clothes to the way she performs in the bedroom, she has to live as if she's a shadow of another woman.
He is cold and despotic, while she gives in and endures in silence. In their days and nights together, they fall for each other but never realize it.
When Alessandro is running a high fever, he calls out her name in his half-conscious state.
After they divorce, Lucia leaves without a backward glance.
One and a half years later, she rises to become the boss of her family with her iron fist. The once delicate rose becomes a rose full of thorns.
At long last, Alessandro realizes that he has fallen in love with Lucia for who she is, and not as a shadow of someone long gone.
He takes care of the woman who's been trying to pass herself off as his first love. Then, he chases after Lucia all the way to her private island.
There, he gets down on one knee and sincerely proposes to her.
"Lucia, I only want you." 
On my 23rd birthday, my brother, Eric Welsh, becomes the richest man in the country. During the grand birthday party he throws for the housekeeper's daughter, Fiona Dobler, he announces that she will receive the sole attention of the Welsh family.
Meanwhile, I have only a month left to live because of my faulty artificial heart, and I can't find a matching donor. While I'm being tormented physically and mentally, I video call him.
When he hears me coughing, he berates me, "Back then, you left because you were worried that I'll be a burden to you. What now? Are you regretting it because I'm rich?"
My throat feels tight as I stare intently at his unchanged expression through the screen, smiling wryly. "Eric, think of 300,000 dollars as a small amount and lend it to me."
On the other end, Eric snorts and gently assures Fiona, "It's a scam call. Don't worry."
Of course he has nothing to worry about. The healthy heart in his chest is mine. 
I am Tanya White, the White Reaper, brought in by Richard Stone at a staggering price to extend the life of his short-lived grandson, Cedric Stone.
I warn Cedric not to smoke or drink while the ritual is underway. However, he reacts by locking me in a bathtub brimming with booze, while ten strong men smoke beside me.
I warn him to resist all pleasures during the ritual's climax. But he immediately turns to Arianna Jones and spends the next month wrapped up in nights of pleasure with her.
I beg the Lord of the Underworld to grant him 99 chances. But he uses the very last one to lock me in and leave to play with Arianna's dogs.
"Tanya, you're a liar. This so-called short-lived fate? Only Grandpa was foolish enough to believe your nonsense. I didn't cooperate with you, yet look at me—I'm still alive, aren't I?"
This time, I say nothing.
"Cedric Stone, if you don't want to live, then I will grant your wish." 
During her five years of marriage, Teresa Sutton has selflessly devoted herself without complaint.
She raises her child, is respectful of her in-laws, and gives her husband ample personal space.
Yet, her selfless dedication earns her a husband who keeps a lover on the side. He gifts her cars and houses. He arranges jobs for her. He kisses and hugs her. He even gives her piggyback rides.
Hoping to make her straying husband settle down, Teresa decides to try for a second child.
She thinks Cameron Langdon's willingness to have a second child with her means he acknowledges her identity as Mrs. Langdon. Instead, the reality is that her husband fears the risks of childbirth for his young lover, so he makes Teresa the breeding tool.
Despite losing her husband, Teresa thinks she at least has her daughter for company. However, her own flesh and blood she raised has also become someone else's snuggle buddy.
In the end, Teresa loses all feelings in an instant. She terminates her second pregnancy and is determined to get a divorce. She wants neither her husband nor her daughter.
While Teresa waits for the divorce formalities to be processed, her husband, who once never came home, now corners her in the living room.
"I thought we'd have a second child?" 
Thaddeus Cromwell is about to marry his childhood sweetheart, Danica Watson. Louisa Graham, who has been by his side for seven years, neither cries nor makes a scene. Instead, she personally organizes a grand wedding for him.
On the day of Thaddeus' wedding, Louisa puts on a wedding dress as well.
Two bridal cars pass each other along a long, bustling street. As the brides exchange bridal bouquets, a customary gesture of goodwill in their country when wedding processions meet, Thaddeus hears Louisa say, "I wish you a happy marriage!"
Thaddeus runs after Louisa's bridal car for ten full miles before finally catching up. He grabs her arm and sobs tearfully, "Louisa, you're mine."
But a man steps out of the bridal car and gently pulls Louisa into his embrace. "If she's yours, then what about me?" 
Warning! This story is a reverse harem and contains explicit scenes, including BxB, throughout.
Six years ago, I gave everything to the boy who set my world on fire, my heart, my body, my trust. The next day, he vanished without a word.
Since then, life hasn’t been kind. I buried my parents in the same week I brought my newborn son home from the hospital. At just eighteen, I became a mother and a guardian to my fifteen-year-old sister, barely surviving the weight of it all. When I finally thought I found stability in a loving husband, I discovered he was living a double life, with another woman.
Now, my son, Jaxon, is acting out, angry at the world and carrying wounds I can’t heal. After yet another phone call from the school, this time, expulsion. I knew we couldn’t keep pretending things were okay. We needed a fresh start.
I never expected that fresh start to lead me to a sleepy mountain town hiding a dangerous secret… or to him.
Because this town borders a hidden pack of wolf shifters, and their alpha is none other than the boy who disappeared six years ago.
The same boy who doesn’t know he left me with more than a broken heart…
He left me with his son. 
“Do you want to play a game with me?” Ash asked, leaning forward as he caressed my chin.
I raised an eyebrow. “A game?”
“A love game…” He placed his lips on my ear, slightly licking my earlobe. “Whoever falls in love first, loses. If you’re really confident that you won’t fall for someone like me, then play the game with me.” Ash bit my ear, and a pool of hits struck my body. “What can you say, Miss good girl? Are you in?”
****
Sapphire only wanted peace. She did her best to become a wallflower so no one would notice her. She avoided everyone, especially Ash Cassius Coleman, the son of the owner of the University where she was studying.
She hated Ash, his guts, his frequent make-outs with different girls…And that hatred caught Ash’s interest. Suddenly, the rebel billionaire came into her life, wanting her to fall in love with him. But does Ash really like her? No. He was just challenged and curious as to why his charms didn’t seem to affect Sapphire at all.
And that was the reason why he decided to ask her to play a game.
A love game. 
Arya Vitale, the daughter of his sworn enemy was supposed to be a bargaining chip
A pawn in a blood war but from the moment Giovanni De-Santis laid eyes on her, he didn’t see a pawn… he saw his
So he took her
Stole her from her wedding, forced her into a contract marriage, and branded her with his name in every way that mattered
To the world, it was a business strategy
To him she was never meant to be his, it was an obsession
But she isn’t the fragile princess he expected. She’s smart, sharp, hot-headed, sassy, and far too good at making him feel things he buried long ago
And when she runs away he hunts her
Because Giovanni doesn’t lose
Not his empire
Not his war
And never the woman he’s marked as his own
But some wars can’t be won with bullets
Some secrets refuse to stay buried
And the deadliest betrayal may not come from his enemies at all…
What happens when the one thing he can’t control
is the only thing that could destroy him is the only thing that could destroy him?
And a war that demands blood….even if it’s hers. 
My husband, Scott Lemire, admires the young, newly hired nurse at the hospital. Her name is Yvonne West, and he promotes her to a full-fledged doctor, even though she has only worked here for two days.
His colleagues urge him to reconsider his decision, but he insists that Yvnonne has the skills for it. He also condemns his colleagues for being inept and prone to jealousy.
However, Scott's mother, Agatha Kincaid, is suddenly involved in a car crash and breaks her leg. Yvonne gives Agatha the wrong blood bag, causing cardiac arrest and ultimately leading to her death.
After I check the blood compatibility log, I gnash my teeth in anger and press charges against Yvonne right there and then. The next day, however, Scott brings a group of men to the funeral home, wreaking havoc and forcing Agatha's casket open.
"Whitney, how can you be this vicious? Yvonne didn't mean for it to happen. Your mom is very old anyway. If she's dead, then so be it. You didn't have to ruin Yvonne's career!
"Your mom won't be happy if she knows the kind of crap you're doing! Sign the letter of understanding now, or I'll divorce you this instant!"
I try to stop Scott's men from ruining the funeral home as I question him.
"Are you out of your mind? This is Mom's funeral!"
Scott sneers and says, "I will do the same if this is my mom's funeral, let alone your mom's!"
And yet, he shows up at my place later, kneeling in tears and begging me to seek justice for Agatha. 
Liora once believed that her marriage to Adrian would last forever, until slander destroyed everything. In one night, she lost her husband, her family, and her self respect. She was kicked out of her home while pregnant and nearly lost her life. When the world closed its doors on her, Liora chose one thing: to survive for the sake of her unborn child.
Years later, she returned with a new identity and an unwavering resolve. She rebuilt her life from scratch, raised Nolan alone, and buried the name that had once destroyed her. Yet fate brought her back, straight to the city that had once cast her out.
An unexpected encounter between Adrian and Nolan reopens a past he had been avoiding. The undeniable resemblance triggers truth after truth to be revealed, including the betrayal hidden behind Serena's name. As the Vale family's secrets are exposed and danger approaches, Liora finds herself caught between two men: Adrian, the father of her child, and Damien, the unexpected protector who appears as she is building a new life.
Amidst a storm of threats, conspiracies, and love that never truly dies, Liora must choose: to move forward without looking back, or to reopen the door that once consumed her entirely. As Nolan's safety is threatened, all the wounds, longing, and regrets force them to face the reality that the family that once shattered might still be able to stand again.
But this time, Liora won't let anyone bring her down again. 
Taryn Vant is a popular, stunning racer. Because she's great at racing, her admirers could wrap around the Earth three times. Nevertheless, she never gives any of them the time of day.
Meanwhile, Zane Wilder is a naturally gifted racer and also Taryn's arch-nemesis.
In public, the moment they appear in the same space, they're always at each other's throats, as if they want to destroy one another. In private, though, they keep getting pulled back to each other.
At first, Taryn believes that Zane feels the same—that they share an unspoken, mutual understanding about their relationship. It stays that way until the day she sees him walk onto the racetrack holding another woman's hand. 
Maya Alvarez has always been an outcast. Born to the Beta of her pack and a witch mother, her existence was controversial from the start. When her father discovered his true mate, he banished Maya’s mother and refused to let her take Maya with her, insisting the girl would grow into a wolf like the rest of the pack.
But when Maya fails to shift on her eighteenth birthday, the truth becomes undeniable; she's a witch. Her father turns cold, and the pack's whispers turn into violence. Only her sisters stand by her.
Then tragedy strikes. Their parents die in a sudden accident, leaving the girls alone and vulnerable. But the real blow comes when they discover the crash wasn’t accidental, it was a targeted attack.
Hunted and without a home, the sisters must navigate a dangerous world where loyalty is scarce, threats are closing in, and their former pack may be willing to go to war to reclaim them. Can they find safety before it’s too late? 
Natalie Cooper and Rowan Payne have been married for seven years. She has given birth to children for him.
Despite pouring all her love for him, she can never melt the ice barricading his heart.
Rowan uses his work as an excuse to take their son, Roger Payne, overseas. In reality, it's just easier for him to spend more time with his first love, Imogen Chapman.
Roger, who used to be kind and warm-hearted, no longer loves Natalie after believing in Imogen's lies that are meant to throw a wrench in their relationship.
As Roger takes Imogen's hand, he mocks Natalie, "Your fashion sense is so lame! All you do is slack off at home and do nothing, yet you get to spend all of Daddy's money! I don't want a mommy like you at all!"
Similarly, Rowan berates Natalie as well. "You don't have a single cent under your name, and you don't have a job either. How long can you last out there with our daughter anyway? Don't come running back to me and beg me to remarry you in the future!"
When Rowan and Roger meet Natalie once again, she has already grown into a fashion icon who's placed on an insanely high pedestal in the fashion world. They even discover that Imogen is the one who has been plagiarizing Natalie's work this whole time.
After Imogen's ugly nature is revealed in public, both father and son plead with Natalie to patch up their relationship with them.
But the tall and handsome man next to Natalie embraces her with one arm. He replies to the Paynes arrogantly, "She's my wife. From now on, you should call her 'Aunt Natalie.'" 
In the third year of their marriage, Asher Greene keeps flaking on Juliet Stone just to be with the daughter of his benevolent mentor, Evangeline Huxley. He even accompanies her to a prenatal check-up.
Juliet, who's officially dead on the inside, passes Asher the divorce agreement.
But Asher merely scoffs mockingly. "You've been with me for 15 long years, Juliet. Do you really have the heart to leave me?"
He thinks Juliet has nowhere else to go and no one else to rely on, so he sits back and waits for her to beg him to take her back.
What he doesn't expect is that his best friend, Zachary Wilson—who has been giving him relationship advice the whole time—has been secretly pursuing Juliet.
Everyone thinks that Juliet will fall from the ranks as a rich wife back to a commoner. But soon, someone witnesses Zachary, real estate tycoon and finance genius, cornering her while kissing her deeply.
Some time later, when Asher finally realizes his feelings for Juliet, he sees Zachary caging her in his arms with an obsessive look.
"Are you going to leave me after using me, Juliet? Tell him who you belong to now!" 
In the second year of their marriage, Angelica Thornton finds out that she's just a walking blood bank for others.
Her husband, Elliot Quigley, has personally fed her steroids, forcing her weight to rise all the way to 160 pounds. This is all just so she can keep providing blood to his older stepsister-slash-first love, Rosie Morris.
He even tells Angelica, "Who on earth would be turned on when they see a fat bitch like you?"
But Elliot also kneels before Rosie's bed in the middle of the night, looking like a kicked puppy.
"Rosie, I've never slept with Angelica before. Please don't abandon me…"
Since then, Angelica's heart has been sealed from love. She decides to get a divorce and vows to shed those pounds.
A long time after that, Angelica stands on the stage, looking absolutely divine. Her figure is now slim, yet she has curves in all the right places.
Elliot's eyes go bloodshot out of regret. He kneels before her on a rainy night, crying, "Angie, you're the one I've always loved!"
Suddenly, a hand shoots out from behind Angelica to lay claim on her slender waist. A pair of eyes can be seen glaring at Elliot coldly.
Elliot is stunned, to say the least. "U-Uncle Dominic?"
…
Dominic Lawson has been emotionally impaired since birth. He himself has an antisocial son named Skye Lawson.
Weirdly enough, Skye loves clinging to Angelica the most.
Dominic thinks that Skye needs a mother in his life. But in the end, he's the one who has succumbed to Angelica's charms.
In the middle of the night, as Dominic pulls Angelica into his arms, he murmurs huskily, "Angie, teach me how to… love." 
Three years ago, I, Zara Yaxley, gave birth to a stillborn baby.
My husband, Steve Griffin, set up a private chapel at home to grieve. From then on, he becomes a pious man and embraces a celibate lifestyle in memory of our dead child. As a result, we only sleep together once a month.
No matter how I flirt or seduce him, he remains unmoved.
One night, I stand outside the door and see him gazing at a photo of his first love. It turns out that Steve isn't an unfeeling man. He just feels nothing for me.
So, I trick him into signing the divorce agreement and disappear from his world completely.
Later on, I receive news about him going crazy trying to find me.
When we meet again, it is at his uncle's wedding. I am happy and radiant in an elegant wedding gown, while he is immensely upset. His eyes are reddened as he stubbornly refuses to call me "Aunt Zara". 
The famous Gregory Sutton of Bircanda City is married! The thing is, not only is his wife ugly and fat, but she's also a country bumpkin!
Two years later, Gregory is still cold and distant toward her. He doesn't want to have anything to do with her at all.
However, Veronica Walsh keeps holding onto the marriage simply because she loves him. After all, he was the beacon of light in the darkest times of her teenage life.
When Gregory's first love, Camelia Sandoval, returns to the country, Gregory forces Veronica to donate blood to Camelia. After the transfusion, he even leaves her with a divorce agreement.
That's when Camelia finally gives up on Gregory. She also snaps out of her lovesick trance and drops her signature on the divorce agreement. After that, she leaves the country and starts her life anew.
Three years later, the ugly and fat bumpkin makes a glorious return to Bircanda City.
Apparently, she's the internationally-renowned top surgeon who everyone admires. The best hacker in the world worships her. The award-winning actor refers to her as his boss. She even has a royal princess backing her up when needed. All the patriarchs of the most elite families in the world rush forth just to claim her as their goddaughter.
Needless to say, Veronica shines bright like a diamond and has countless admirers flocking to her. Naturally, Gregory, that scumbag of an ex-husband, regrets divorcing him.
In the middle of the night, a certain noble-looking and arrogant man pins Veronica against the wall. He begs pathetically, "Veronica, let's get remarried. Please." 
DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope.
"Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up.
"Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident.
He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her.
"Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes.
"Sir please," she pleaded.
"I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition."
"I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face.
"Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad."
"I trust you."
"I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb.
............
"Every women is nothing but a , a and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her.
"You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes.
He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him.
"Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes.
"You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally.
He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman.
He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself. 
Rogue！Murder！Lunatic！ He's trying to kill our Alpha and Luna！They said. Cursed by the moon goddess, I say! Until I met my mate... --------------- Mate! Lucas cackled, high and insane in his mind. Our mate!! Daphne shrieked as the wolf leaped at her and tackled her to the ground. She stared up at the wolf looming over her, frozen in terror. She hissed at the pain in her neck as he removed its paw from her throat and stepped back just a bit. He growled, low and almost tender, “Mate.” Oh goddess, he was looking for his mate? He was going to kill her. “P-Please don’t k-kill me…” She pleaded, “P-Please, I…” The wolf flinched and trembled, “No. No. I wouldn’t-- Never-- I’m sorry…” Daphne wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden change in tone and demeanor. He took half a step back. “Are you hurt? Lemme see your wounds” Daphne asked worriedly. “Aren’t you… Aren’t you afraid of me?” She shrugged, “Not so long as your paws stay off my neck.” His face heated and his stomach clenched nervously. Even Lucas seemed anxious about it. “I’m sorry. I-I’m really sorry. I-I thought you were an enemy. I didn’t-- I 
Three years ago, she was a poor judge of character. She was willing to donate her kidney and become disfigured for an a**hole. However, not only did that man cheat on her, he had even nearly caused her to lose her life!Three years later, she regained her beauty. Upon her glorious return, she swore to make all a**holes pay for what they did.It was widely known that Stanley Batton, the wealthiest tycoon in Atlantis, was a cruel man feared by many. Although he had the facial features of a passionate man, he was known for his heart of ice.People constantly speculated on the kind of woman who would be able to open his heart.However, to everyone’s surprise, he kneeled on one knee under the spotlight, and in front of every known media company, to tie a butterfly knot on her shoe.“Stanley Batton, what do you really want?” She seemed panicked and flustered.He laughed at himself. “Xyla Quest, no one else but you can take my life away!” 
David, my childhood sweetheart who promised to have a Mark ceremony with me when I turned 18, proposed to my cousin Violet at my coming-of-age party.That wizard Andrew, who was said to be uninterested in women, put a silver ring carved with mystical runes onto my ring finger at David's celebration.For five years after our mark ceremony, he was gentle and devoted to me.I believed that it was my true love.Until I overheard his conversation with a friend."Andrew, Violet's already become the pack healer. How long will you keep pretending with Morgan?""Since I can't be Violet’s mate anyway, it doesn't matter who I mark. Besides, with me here, Morgan can't interfere with Violet's happiness."The rune stones he carved in secret all bore Violet's name with his blessing to her.“Bless Violet could rid of bad dreams”“Bless Violet could obtain all she wants, and needn’t worry anything.”“Violet, I can’t be your mate, hope you have a wonderful life.”Five years of reaming. One moment of awakening.I arranged a fake identity and planned my staged death. 
“When done properly, this position can be most satisfying for a woman because it allows deep penetration." I open my mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a staggered breath and a small sigh. He chuckles, a low, rough rumble and then leans down and kisses the middle of my back. I feel the tip of him again at my entryway. He pushes in slightly, and my body comes to life again. My muscles react to his presence, contracting and loosening, as if my body is trying to suck him deep inside. He's my husband's boss, so this is supposed to be wrong. So why does it feel so right? *** Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way. When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Thompson agrees. But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else? Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her? And if so... what does she do about her husband? One Weekend with the Billionaire is a sexy story for mature readers. 
"I agree to your request to keep this marriage a secret. We'll get a divorce in three years; I won't stick around.""You'd better keep your word."As part of her plan to get revenge on her backstabbing family and fiancé, Skylar Sullivan gets involved with the head of the Martin family, the most prominent family in the city.Shortly after, her family and fiancé come knocking on her door. They've brought along bigwigs with whom they're on good terms; they want to teach her a lesson.But when the bigwigs see the people who are at Skylar's beck and call, their jaws drop. They fall to their knees and start begging for mercy.…On the day the marriage contract expires, she leaves behind a divorce agreement when she sees a couple getting engaged in the ceremony of the century.Then, she starts a live stream. "I'm looking for a husband. Anyone interested in me can slide into my inbox."Thousands of people join the live stream; Skylar goes viral.When she starts sifting through the messages she's received, a man's face appears on the screen with her. He stands behind her and says, "I've drawn a bath, babe. Care to join me in there?"In that instant, the live-streaming platform breaks down due to the sheer number of viewers. Everyone in the city learns of this.Isn't the man with Skylar… Joe Martin? 
Rhea was nothing—an orphaned omega, forgotten in the shadows of Crescent Shadow Pack. She was bullied, ignored, and born into a world that never wanted her. Her only warmth came from Lyra, the Beta’s radiant daughter—a girl Rhea worshipped like the sun, the one blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.Rhea lived for Lyra’s light.Until the Goddess turned her gaze.On her twentieth birthday, Rhea is thrust into the center of a destiny she never asked for—fated mate to the Alpha’s triplet sons. Three brothers, one throne, and a bond that will crown her as Luna. But only one mate can ascend. And the others? They may destroy her before they let her choose.Cassian, the wild heir who once loved Lyra and now hates Rhea for taking her place.Lucian, the perfect firstborn with ambition in his eyes and loyalty that cuts like a blade.Dorian, the soft-spoken charmer with a secret fire and a desperate hunger to matter.As power swells and envy brews, Rhea must rise from the ashes of who she was. The Moon has chosen her, but the pack? They will not kneel easily. Especially not when her bond pushes Lyra—the sun she once lived for—into shadow. Will Lyra accept becoming the shadow or will she come back for the light that was hers?In a world ruled by legacy and ambition, Rhea must decide if she is a girl surviving fate—or a Luna shaping it. 
Lily Brooks grew up in the countryside with her grandmother. Her father went missing when she was a child, and her mother remarried. She ends up becoming what others would call a ruffian—she plays hooky, drinks herself silly, and gets into fights.When she turns 19, her mother, Susan Mckay, takes her to her stepfather's home. Susan tells her, "You should be honored that we're allowing you to marry the son of the Laurier family in your sister's place. Remember to make the most of this opportunity."To Susan, Lily is nothing but a worthless piece of shit. She's something that can be sacrificed to reap more benefits.Everyone knows that Loid Laurier, the son of the Laurier family, has changed drastically since becoming critically ill. Not only has his personality changed, but his good looks have also been destroyed. The doctors say he only has two years to live.To everyone's surprise, he is miraculously cured after marrying Lily. Things start to change everywhere. It's not until someone investigates something that happened a few years ago that they accidentally discover Lily's true identity…Everyone's jaws drop at the revelation—Lily is actually someone beyond powerful! 
He's cold and reserved, while she's wild and free.Driven by revenge, Giselle Holt weaves her way into his life, teasing him without shame and manipulating him with cunning and deceit. She ruins his engagement party, drives away the woman he loves, and tramples on his boundaries again and again.One late night, he corners her against the wall. "Giselle, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"She smirks, sly and teasing.Just like that, she barges into his life and does as she pleases, dragging him down from his pedestal, piece by piece, until nothing remains. 
Three years ago, I had my positive cancer diagnosis in one hand as I consoled Anderson Graham, whose eyes were red and teary.
"It's just cancer. I can beat this."
However, he continued crying until he was almost out of breath. He hugged me so tightly that I thought my bones would crack.
"Yvonne, promise me that you'll beat this. I'll wait for you to return so I can marry you!"
In order to live, I had to remove most of my stomach.
Every single day, I was faced with handful after handful of pills and never-ending chemotherapy.
Three years later, I'm finally healed and can return to Anderson's side.
During my return party, his female best friend chuckles as she raises a glass.
"Andy was as celibate as a priest while you were overseas. I kept a close eye on him every single night and made sure nobody else was in his bed.
"I practically tattooed the words 'Do Not Touch' on him to make sure nobody else would go for him!"
The noisy room suddenly becomes so quiet that I can hear a pin drop.
I do my best to ignore the prickling ache coming from my chest.
With an equally bright smile, I raise my glass and reply, "Should I give you an award for keeping his bed occupied, then?" 
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