Luna Comeback

Romance

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

Werewolf

Ana sacrificed everything to marry Alpha Max, believing love would be enough. For eight years she was the perfect Luna - until the night she planned to reveal her true identity as the hidden heir of the powerful Dark Rose Pack. That same night, Max staged a deadly "accident" that killed their daught

Modern

For the seventh time, I stood at the altar, pregnant with his child, waiting to marry Justice Keith. And for the seventh time, he abandoned me. His phone rang, and just like that, he was gone-rushing to the side of his "fragile" stepsister, Kamala, who was supposedly having another panic attack. H

Modern

I, Mike Evans, died young from endless work, a fool who gave everything to build a future. But then, as my soul drifted, I watched my supposed devoted wife, Jessica, calmly discard my ashes, her face devoid of grief. Moments later, she was in *our* bed with Chad Peterson, my best friend, laughing, t

Billionaires

The harsh fluorescent lights of the ER flickered over Sylvia' s pale face, her party dress torn, mascara smudged. She was my vibrant, wild fiancée-to-be, now fragile and broken from a "roofie" incident. I knelt at her gurney, proposing in that sterile room, promising to be her anchor, to always ke

Billionaires

My twenty-first birthday party was supposed to be a golden celebration under grand chandeliers at the Sterling mansion. Instead, it became a public spectacle of humiliation orchestrated by my adoptive father, David, and his new "family" -a conniving scholarship student named Melody and her mother,

Modern

Gentle morning light streamed through my bedroom window, and my phone buzzed. It showcased a viral video of me, packing a perfect lunch for my husband, Mark. It was the innocent start of my seemingly idyllic life. Then, a new notification appeared: a tag from notorious online personality Jessica

Romance

My name is Caleb Duncan, "The Architect" of D.C., and I built my wife, Nicole Hewitt, into a political powerhouse. We were the ultimate power couple, our lives a seamless blend of ambition and strategy, all focused on her rise to the Senate. But on my birthday, a seemingly innocent Instagram post f

Billionaires

Lisa a very determined and self aware boss lady, rose to the peak of her career with every stone thrown at her. She faced a very challenging situation when her lover and father of her unborn child abandoned her and ran away with her stepsister for his financial gains. She was disowned by her own

Romance

I was heavily pregnant, carefully driving home, my husband David's forgotten paperwork beside me. Then, screeching tires, a violent crunch, and smoke billowing from my mangled car. Trapped and panicking after the wreck, I called my firefighter husband, David, expecting him to save me. Instead, he wa

Modern

Ava, an interior designer, was at her grand wedding rehearsal dinner, just hours from marrying affluent director Ethan. Suddenly, Ethan's adopted sister, Chloe, collapsed. He abandoned Ava, rushing her away. An hour later, Ethan called: Chloe was pregnant, and the baby was his. Ethan coldly demand

Fantasy

My quiet life in the sprawling Hawthorne estate was a secret dedication, for I was their Guardian Angel, my well-being intertwined with their immense fortune. A scholarship student, I focused on my books, a delicate porcelain dove on my desk, a silent reminder of my crucial, hidden role. This peac

Romance

Mark was back, living in the guest room, but our house felt colder than ever, a hollow shell of a marriage. Our new normal was suffocating, filled with his dismissive anger and my quiet ache of betrayal. Then, one night, searching his laptop for our daughter' s school project, I stumbled upon a hi

Fantasy

I woke up with a gasp on the day of my debutante ball, the most anticipated event of the Texas social season. My eyes snapped open to the familiar silk canopy, but a strange, phantom pain still clung to my last breath. My custom-designed gown, perfected over months with the couturier, was gone fro

Billionaires

My eyes flew open, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. This wasn't just a nightmare; it was a horrifying memory-a visceral replay of my own brutal death. My inherited room was familiar, luxurious, yet the images flickering behind my eyelids were stark and terrifyingly real: a twisted

Modern

The world snapped back for Sarah Miller. It wasn't a blessing. It was June 14th, the day her life first shattered. That day, her son, David, received his prestigious ROTC scholarship acceptance. It was a golden ticket. Then, it was brutally snatched away. Her husband, Sergeant Mark Jenkins, th

Romance

My mother stood before us, perfectly poised, offering a choice: a prestigious private school in California with a tech billionaire' s son, or an Ivy League education on the East Coast. I chose California, naive enough to believe she wanted me there, only to fall deeply in love with Ethan, the quiet

Romance

For three years, I' d been Noah' s on-again, off-again girlfriend, believing his rare kindness was love and his frequent dismissals just tests of my devotion. This constant cycle of heartbreak always ended with me patching things up, swallowing my pride, and showing up with apologies I didn' t unde

Werewolf

"I do not love you, Mirabel. I might have had a nice time cuddling with you yesterday, but there's no string attached. I hereby reject you, Mirabel Gabriel Caleb, as my Luna and my Mate. Accept my rejection!" After a brutal rejection from her mate, she was sent to the human world at the expense of

Modern

Cast off to a remote village at birth, Lilah was exiled while the woman who destroyed her mother stepped into her father's life. Her half-sister tried to claim her inheritance and title. Eighteen years later, Lilah returned. The town watched, hoping to see her fail. But Lilah stunned them-she

Romance

Five years. That' s how long Sarah Miller believed she' d built a real family and found true love with billionaire Ethan Vanderbilt, the man she married through a mysterious deal that saved her life. Their son, Noah, was turning five. At his birthday party, Noah, coached by Ethan, blew out his