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What would you do if your husband of three years came home on your anniversary evening, with a woman by his side and threw a divorce paper to your face after accusing you of a crime you did not commit? For Eve, she had a perfect answer: Come back stronger. Make them wish they never crossed her. **** Having her husband reciprocate her feelings, at least a little, was all Genevieve wanted, making her wear a mask of docility, and enduring the abuse from his family, all for love. Until he threw divorce papers to her face and replaced her with a certain pampered princess. Taking off her docile mask, she walked away with her head up high. Now, Eve returns as the 'Miss Gray,' the daughter of New York's most influential man. With heart fueled with vengeance, she is set to make her enemies pay for her lost years. She's back to make things EVEN! "It's not the end until I seek revenge. Wait and see!"
Genevieve anxiously paced around the living room, her perfectly manicured nails in between her teeth. "Where did Noah go?" She muttered to herself.
"No no, Eve. Calm down and stop overthinking. He said he'll be back," she cautioned, calming her racing thoughts.
It was 6 pm already and Noah was nowhere to be found. He'd left two hours ago when they were dressing up for their anniversary dinner. She'd suggested that they have a romantic dinner in a fancy restaurant and for the first time ever, Noah agreed. How happy was she about that? She'd barely kept herself from screaming out loud in excitement.
Only heaven knew how much she had been anticipating this day. Plus she was putting on his favorite color. Black and white. And if he doesn't show up, it will all go to....
Eve stopped pacing around and rushed to the kitchen to grab a glass of water to calm her nerves. The thoughts were getting out of hand and she might faint from thinking negative things.
"Genevieve!"
The sudden call made her jump, the glass slipping out of her hand to the floor.
"Noah? She whispered, recognizing the voice and she spun around. He must be calling so they leave for the romantic dinner that she planned. Her heart skipped a beat.
Delightfully, she rushed out of the kitchen to the living room to stand before him.
"I'm here. I've been waiting for you. I'm ready. Can we leave now?"
Her eyes were fixated on the angry eyes of her husband but she waved it off and smiled at him.
"I'm sorry I wasn't at the door but I was waiting. I was waiting for you," she tried to convince him. "Look, I wore your favorite color." She twirled, showcasing her outfit.
Genevieve had a dreamy look on her face as she stared at her husband. Like a lovesick puppy that she was. It was a look that she'd worn since the first day that they met and she wouldn't trade it for anything else.
She had ignored whatever his mother and the servants threw at her. She'd been fine with anything as long as he stayed with her.
Her eyes trailed to the two ladies beside her husband and they widened as she recognized the girl on the wheelchair with her servant assisting her. They had the same look that Noah had on his face.
Suddenly, she gasped.
"Melissa?" Her voice trembled with each second that passed and she stared at the girl's bandaged self. Melissa Johan, the only daughter of the Johan family. A very close family friend of the Hanks and the pampered princess of both families. "Oh my, Melissa. What happened to you?"
"Really? You're asking me that?" The girl raised a brow.
"You...you. My... My God, are you alright?"
"You must be so shocked to see that I survived," she spat. "Well, I'm sorry to say but your game is over, Eve, Genevieve, or whatever you're called."
"W...what?"
Eve frowned. She watched as Melissa slowly stood up with the help of her servant and stood right in front of her.
Before she could register anything in her head, her hand cracked across her cheek in a painful slap that sent her to the floor. She cried out.
"Right! Down below my foot. That's where you belong." Melissa turned to Noah, her voice trembling. "Brother Noah, please let's just get rid of her already. I'm scared. What if she tries something else?"
Noah brought out papers from his pocket and threw them to Eve's feet.
"Here, sign these papers."
"Wh...what's going on?"
"You should know better. Sign the papers, Genevieve."
Eve knew it meant trouble whenever he called her full name instead of just 'Eve.'
With trembling hands, she picked up the papers from the floor and stared at them. Her eyes grew wide as she realized what they were, her heart pounding so loudly in her chest. She quickly gathered herself and stood up from the floor, dread evident in her expression.
"No...Noah, did I do something? Why all of a sudden?" She cried. "I...I thought that we were going to have our anniversary dinner today. Is this a prank? If it is, please stop, it's not funny at all."
"We were going to but as you can now see, it is no longer needed. Melissa woke up for the first time after her accident and told everyone the truth."
"Truth? What truth? What accident?" She looked from Noah to Mellissa and from Melissa to Noah. She didn't know what he was talking about. She never even knew that the girl was involved in an accident.
As the 'Unwanted Wife,' she'd grown used to being kept in the dark. She had thought that it was because her marriage with Noah happened all of a sudden but three years had passed yet nothing changed.
"Noah!" Eve cried as he roughly grabbed her arms tightly and pulled her closer, gazing at her with those angry eyes of his that made her knees weaken in fear.
"You are going to sign the divorce papers and get the hell out of my space. We all know that I only married you for Grandfather's sake. You realise how unfair that was to me? I was going to keep you here but after what you did to Melissa, we're done. "His grip on her arms tightened. "Getting married to you was a terrific mistake."
"Remember when I said I forgive you? Guess what baby, I lied." ****** Bree had thought that breaking the heart of her boyfriend, Spencer on that rainy evening was the worst day of her life but her cold and manipulative mother proved her wrong by sending her to a psychiatric hospital as a punishment. Finding out that she was pregnant and escaping the hospital, Bree fled the city to somewhere far away to escape the clutches of her controlling mother and become a free bird. When her little one turned three, she innocently asked, "Mommy, where is Daddy?" "Daddy is no more," she let out the first thing that came to her mind. After five years, Bree returned to the city, this time as an FBI agent and crossing paths so soon with Spencer in an unexpected dire situation was something she never expected. Amid all similarities, the old chirpy vibrant man that she once knew was no more, instead this Spencer was bitter and vengeful. He was hell-bent on making her pay for her decision five years ago. Moreover, how will the morally gray man react when he finds out that they have a child together, especially after his last words to her years ago that still echoed in her ears day and night?
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?