Emilia Harper never expected her life to turn into a soap opera. Married to Damian, a man who was supposed to marry her twin sister Isabella, Emilia's life is a web of resentment, betrayal, and cold indifference. Though she never loved Damian, she respected their union-until she found him in bed with Isabella for the fifth time and this time around on their wedding anniversary. Heartbroken and furious, Emilia seeks refuge in a karaoke bar, drowning her pain in the music and a night with a handsome stranger. The next day, she realizes she's made a mistake and flees the country. Five years later, Emilia returns, now a world-renowned designer and mother to two celebrity children. She has one goal: to divorce Damian and be free of her past. But fate has other plans. The man from that night turns out to be Alexander Donovan-Damian's powerful billionaire uncle, the real head of the Harper family fortune. Now Alexander has set his sights on the one woman who was always meant to be his. And he's determined to claim her for himself-while Damian watches everything he thought he owned crumble to pieces.
Emelia's voice trembled as she spoke, the words catching in her throat, her heart shattering with every breath. "But I love you, Damian! How can you say those things to me?" She stood in the middle of their vast, cold bedroom, her hands trembling as she reached for him, desperation consuming her every word. Her tears cascaded down her cheeks, raw and unfiltered, her chest heaving as she struggled to find the air to speak.
Damian stood by the door, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched in that familiar, cold mask of indifference. "Love?" He scoffed, his voice venomous. "You think this is love, Emelia? You were never supposed to be in this marriage. It was always Isabella. She's the one I love. She's the one who deserves me. You? You're just a stand-in, a mistake I was forced to live with." His words were like daggers, each one sinking deeper into Emelia's heart.
Her chest tightened as she tried to hold herself together. "But I didn't ask for this! I didn't want any of this, Damian. It was your grandfather's wish, you know that! I thought... I thought we could make this work."
Damian shook his head, a cruel laugh escaping his lips. "Make it work? Emelia, open your eyes. There's nothing here to fix. You're just a figurehead, something I had to deal with because of my inheritance. But guess what? I don't care anymore. I don't want it. I don't want you."
Her voice cracked as she pleaded, taking a step closer to him. "Damian, please... We've known each other since we were kids. There was a time when you loved me. I know you did. What changed? Why are you doing this? Why can't we-"
"What changed?" Damian snapped, his eyes blazing with fury. "You changed, Emelia. You think I could ever love someone like you? Pathetic, desperate, clinging to a marriage that was over before it even began. Isabella is everything you're not-beautiful, smart, confident. She doesn't drag me down like you do."
Emelia flinched at his words, her body trembling as she struggled to breathe through the pain. "I've done everything for you, Damian," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I gave up everything. My family hates me because of this marriage. They blame me for everything. But I stayed because I thought... I thought we could find our way back to each other."
"Your family hates you because they know the truth," Damian said, his voice cold and heartless. "You were never meant to be in this life. You're nothing but an obstacle. Isabella is the one I want. I've always wanted her."
Emelia's knees nearly buckled beneath her, her world crumbling as she watched the man she had loved her entire life turn into a stranger before her eyes. "Please, Damian... please don't leave me."
His eyes darkened with disgust. "You still don't get it, do you? I'm already gone. I've been gone for years. Sign the divorce papers, Emelia. Get out of my house. I can't stand the sight of you anymore."
Tears poured down her face, her hands trembling as she reached out one last time, desperate to cling to the pieces of her broken life. "Damian, please... don't do this."
He shoved her away, his grip bruising as he pushed her back. "Enough, Emelia. I don't love you, and I never will. I'm done pretending. Sign the papers and get the hell out of my life."
She stumbled back, her arm throbbing from where he had gripped her. Her eyes locked on his, searching for any trace of the man she once knew, the boy she had fallen in love with all those years ago. But there was nothing. Just emptiness.
Damian turned his back on her, walking out of the room without another word, leaving Emelia standing alone, the silence of the spacious bedroom suffocating her.
She collapsed onto the bed, sobs wracking her body, her heart splintering with each tear that fell. Her gaze drifted to the wedding picture on the wall-a reminder of a love that never existed. Her smile had been so bright that day, so full of hope. But Damian's face had been cold, emotionless, even then. She should have seen it. She should have known.
Her hand fell to her bruised arm, and a wave of bitterness washed over her. How had she allowed herself to become this? A shadow of the woman she used to be. Trapped in a marriage that had only brought her pain.
"I'm done," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. She stood up, wiping the tears from her face, her eyes now dry, void of emotion. She was done begging. Done being weak.
Her gaze landed on the divorce papers on the table, and a bitter laugh escaped her lips. "So, this is how it ends." She picked up the pen, her hand steady now, and signed her name with a finality that felt like freedom.
As she finished, she looked up at her reflection in the mirror. "You'll regret this, Damian," she whispered, a fire igniting in her chest. "You and everyone else will regret underestimating me."
With one last glance at the picture on the wall, Emelia walked out of the room, leaving the shattered pieces of her old life behind. She had made her decision.
Tonight, she would have her fun. And tomorrow, she would be gone-for good.
Mia thought she had it all-until her husband shattered her world with a single signature. Replaced by his secretary, she's left with nothing but the sting of betrayal and the weight of her mother's crumbling estate. Just as her life unravels, Alexander Wolfe-her ex-husband's ruthless rival-steps in with an unexpected proposition. Alexander offers Mia a lifeline, but at what cost? Beneath his cold and calculating demeanor lies an agenda as enigmatic as the man himself. As Mia is drawn into Alexander's world of power, secrets, and seduction, she discovers that the price of survival may be more than she bargained for. When betrayal runs deep and love feels like the ultimate risk, can Mia uncover the truth before her heart becomes the ultimate casualty?
Phoenix Gunnar, an assassin with no conscience, is forced to take on a mission she never wanted-to kill August Grey, the secret boss of a powerful underground faction. But when her target turns the tables and captures her instead, Phoenix is thrust into a world of power, dominance, and twisted lust. She may have been sent to kill him, but now she's trapped in his arms, torn between duty, vengeance, and a passion that's impossible to resist.
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
Brenna lived with her adoptive parents for twenty years, enduring their exploitation. When their real daughter appeared, they sent Brenna back to her true parents, thinking they were broke. In reality, her birth parents belonged to a top circle that her adoptive family could never reach. Hoping Brenna would fail, they gasped at her status: a global finance expert, a gifted engineer, the fastest racer... Was there any end to the identities she kept hidden? After her fiancé ended their engagement, Brenna met his twin brother. Unexpectedly, her ex-fiancé showed up, confessing his love...
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
In Lothlann Continent, talent in martial arts won cultivators respect. Darren Chu, a mediocre talent in martial arts, was deemed a loser by everyone. His status changed when a fireball fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He cheated death. Empowered with the ability to assimilate other creatures' talent, Darren sought to better himself and seek vengeance against those who had wronged his family, including his little sister. "You will kneel in front of me one day," swore the future lord of martial arts.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!