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Damian Cross is a reclusive billionaire, haunted by a past so dark that it keeps him isolated from the world and from love. A traumatic witness to his father's murder, he's spent years building an empire while secretly seeking vengeance on those responsible. But when Emma Blake enters his life as an undercover assistant at his luxurious resort project, everything changes. Emma, a determined journalist, has been tasked with investigating Damian for her father's alleged crimes. But the deeper she digs into Damian's past, the more she uncovers secrets, lies, and a connection that ties her father to the very tragedy that ruined Damian's life. Torn between loyalty to her family and a growing love for Damian, Emma finds herself trapped in a web of deceit, danger, and heartbreak. As sparks fly between them and their lives intertwine, Damian must confront the truth that has haunted him for years. Will Emma's bravery be enough to expose the sins of the past and heal the wounds of the present? Or will the shadows of betrayal and vengeance tear them apart forever?
Damian Cross was never the type to take a break. His office, perched on the top floor of Cross Enterprises, was both his sanctuary and his prison. The floor-to-ceiling windows revealed a panoramic view of the bustling city, but he never paused to admire the view. His focus was always inward on the numbers, the strategy, and the next move.
Day after day, Damian sat at his desk, eyes glued to spreadsheets and reports, his mind racing with calculations. He was the head of one of the most successful business empires in the world, but to him, it was never enough. Success was an addiction, one he couldn't shake. He had to keep pushing forward, and had to keep the empire growing.
His father, Peter Cross, had built the company from the ground up, but it was Damian who had turned it into a global powerhouse. And yet, despite all his accomplishments, he remained cold, distant, and alone. Trust was something Damian had learned to do without after that fateful night years ago when he lost everything, his parents, his home, his innocence.
The memories of that night were seared into his mind. He had been a young boy, no more than fifteen, when he had witnessed his father's murder at the hands of someone he had once trusted. His father's business partner, Aaron Blake, had conspired with Gary Salvatore, their rival, to kill Damian's parents in cold blood. The betrayal was so deep, it shattered the very foundation of his world.
Damian had barely survived the attack. He wasn't even supposed to be there that night, but fate had a different plan. He had seen it all-the cold, calculating murder, the blood, and the way his father had begged for his life. Damian's whole world had crumbled that night, and it had left him with one bitter truth: people could not be trusted.
Since then, he had lived under the guidance of his uncle, Henry Cross. Henry was the only family Damian had left, the only one who had not betrayed him. Damian respected him deeply, not just for taking him in when the world turned its back on him, but for his integrity. Henry had been a business partner to Peter Cross before the tragedy, and after the loss, he had taken the reins of the company, slowly rebuilding what had been lost.
But Damian didn't share Henry's optimism. He didn't trust anyone, and that included his employees, his colleagues, and even his closest allies. Every day, he worked tirelessly to prove that he could rise above the pain of his past. He trusted only himself, his intelligence, and his ability to make calculated decisions. He was meticulous, always five steps ahead, and never once let his emotions cloud his judgment.
For Damian, the business world was a battlefield, and he was always prepared for the next fight. Love, friendship, and social connections were foreign concepts to him, luxuries he could never afford. The only thing that mattered was the next victory, the next deal, the next step in building his empire. And so, he worked, and worked, and worked.
Born a beta's daughter but stripped of her rank and reduced to an omega, Lyra's life has been a cycle of pain, humiliation, and survival. Mocked for her inability to shift, starved by her pack, and rejected by her fated mate, she has nothing left to lose-until the ruthless and powerful Alpha King, Darius, storms into her world. Darius has spent years searching for his mate, only to find her broken and hidden away in a pack unworthy of her. Claiming her ignites a prophecy that binds them together, but Lyra is far from ready to accept her place as his Luna-or his heart. As war looms and secrets from Lyra's past are unearthed, she discovers she isn't weak but a force of nature destined to stand beside the Alpha King as the most powerful wolf in existence. But power comes at a cost, and when enemies close in, Lyra and Darius must learn to trust each other, or risk losing everything-love, their kingdom, and the fate of their race. With betrayal lurking in the shadows and her dormant wolf awakening, Lyra must embrace the strength within her, or be consumed by the darkness threatening to destroy them all. Revenge burns hot. Love burns brighter. And a Luna's awakening will shake the world.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
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.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"