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Alpha King's True Mate-Mated to Adoptive Brother
Orphaned at birth, Scarlett Winters returns to her birth pack hoping to finally find a family's love. Instead, she becomes nothing more than a pawn in pack politics, arranged to marry Alexander Amber, the powerful heir to the Northern territories. For three years, she plays the role of the perfect future Luna flawlessly, until Alexander's former flame Grace returns, flaunting both her pregnancy and victim status."Let's sever the mate bond now," Scarlett declares, her emerald eyes flashing with defiance as her immunity to Alpha command sends shockwaves through the pack."Don't be ridiculous," Alexander sneers, his arrogance evident. "You wouldn't dare give up the Luna position."But what Alexander and the Winters Pack don't know is that their supposedly docile she-wolf was raised by the formidable Thorn Pack in the North. Her adoptive brother Roman, the legendary Shadow Alpha King whose mere name makes lesser wolves tremble, has been searching for her since she mysteriously disappeared three years ago to protect their adoptive mother.Now Roman has finally found her. Their reunion ignites the mate bond they've both been fighting, forcing them to confront their forbidden feelings. As his scent of pine and midnight overwhelms her senses, Scarlett feels her carefully constructed walls crumbling."Five minutes," Roman growls, pulling her onto his lap, his blue eyes blazing with three years of suppressed desire, "to explain why you fled during our pack's darkest hour."
Time's Up, but Ex-husband Wants Her Back
At her lowest point, Jasmine Scott signs an agreement with Calvin Ford's mother, marrying Calvin in exchange for financial support. For three years, she plays the perfect wife—gentle, obedient, and endlessly patient. She cares for Calvin, helping him recover from both his disability and his anger, guiding him to stand on his feet again. She thinks they might just make it work. But then, Olivia Zeller, Calvin's true love, returns. On a stormy night, Calvin doesn't hesitate to abandon Jasmine just to pick Olivia up. Later, he lies about a business trip, only to secretly attend a concert with Olivia. He even brings Olivia home and flirts with her right in front of Jasmine. Jasmine finally decides to end it after one too many disappointments. She files for divorce. ... The next time Calvin sees Jasmine is at a glamorous banquet. His dull and boring ex-wife now stuns in haute couture, glowing with grace and elegance. When he catches her giggling at another man, eyes sparkling, Calvin snaps and seethes with jealousy. He corners her and growls, "Jasmine, who gave you permission to be with another man?" Without missing a beat, Jasmine slaps him. "Who let you off your leash? Touch me again and I'll report you for sexual harassment!" ... Jasmine moves into a new home, where she meets a gentle and dependable neighbor named Joshua Sutton. He teaches her how to trust again, treats her with care, and spoils her like a princess. Every time she struggles, he stands behind her quietly and steadily. Dates, love confessions, a proposal, even the wedding—he plans everything down to the tiniest detail. She doesn't have to lift a finger. And that's when Jasmine finally realizes this is what it feels like to be truly cherished.
Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
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