She was meant to end him. He was meant to break her. But some forces are older than hatred, stronger than vengeance.... and far more dangerous than love. Captured and enslaved by the Silvercrest Pack, Princess Myra has only one goal: destroy the pack and leave it in ruins. But from the moment Alpha Arthur's icy gaze settles on her, her world spirals into darkness. As she plots his downfall, Myra suddenly finds herself swept into a dangerous web of power, deception and a passion that was never meant to be. What happens when the line between love and hate blurs, and she realizes that the greatest threat isn't him.... but herself?
"I knew from the very start you were wrong for me" he murmured softly into her hair.
His words sliced through her like a blade, splitting her heart in two.
"Then why? Why didn't you leave me when you could?" She questioned, tears clouding her eyes.
Arthur cupped her face, lifting it gently, forcing her to meet his gaze. The golden fire in his eyes swirled with something she never thought he was capable of feeling.
"Because I can't stay a day without you" His voice was rough with longing. "I need you"
Myra swallowed back the tears rising in her chest and moved away. "But you can't have me. You know it. I know it"
For some seconds, the sounds of fire crackling in the hearth filled the space between them.
"Don't say that" he said after a throbbing silence.
"Why?" Her voice was a whisper but he heard the word clearly. "Why can't you accept the truth-"
"Because it isn't the truth!" He shouted, and when a pained look flashed in her eyes, he repeated in a mellow tone. "The truth is the passion between us Myra. You can't deny what you feel for me"
She covered her ears. "No. You shouldn't tell me this"
He strode toward her and removed her hands. "I should tell you because I mean it. I could burn the world for you" he admitted. "But would you even stay to watch it burn?"
Myra pulled free of his restraining hands and turned away. "No I wouldn't. I don't need you to burn anything because there's nothing to fight for. What's between us may be pure but fate and probably the whole world is against it. We were doomed from the start Arthur" she said desperately, twisting her hands.
He stubbornly refused to concede it. "I don't believe that for even a second. You're mine Myra, mine. No fate, no prophecy, no curse will ever take you from me"
"Then you are a fool, Arthur" she whispered. "Because it already has"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Melissa could tolerate being deceived and humiliated, but being framed was a different story. Three years of marriage was less important in her husband’s eyes than a teardrop from his other woman, Arielle. Finally, on a rainy day, she was ruthlessly abandoned. Five years later, Melissa showed up with her adorable twins. She became world-famous in the medical field. That was when her ex-husband, Everett, came crawling back, asking her to help cure Arielle... "Hey, old man, if you want to talk to my Mommy, you have to pass my test first." Melissa’s young son, Merrick, raised his chin proudly. ‘Old man?’ Everett checked himself carefully. Did he look that old? “Daddy, you really are very old..." Lindsey, Merrick’s twin sister, said with a pout.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
"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."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Annette Vasquez is broken and desperate to talk to Ryan, her ex-boyfriend who broke up with her a month ago. When an intimidating man appears on her door dressed in all blacks, she runs for cover and sends Ryan a text for help. Vicente Di Alberto is the Don of the Italian Mafia, cold, ruthless and untouchable. A strange message pops up on his phone which has him acting on impulse. He hates men who hurts women and he is ready to save and protect the woman calling for his help. Rescued by a sinfully handsome man, Ann feels safe around him until she finds out his real identity and also finds herself married accidentally to the most feared man in Italy. She wants out but Vicente is ready to use the accidental marriage to his advantage.