Alexandria

Romance

Chloe had just given birth to twins, lying exhausted in a cramped, bustling hospital ward. When she called her husband, Julian, he was busy partying with his actress mistress. He coldly hung up on her, having already drafted a brutal divorce agreement that would leave her with a pittance. Strangers in the next bed loudly mocked her pitiful state, gossiping about how Julian was dumping her. For years, Chloe had erased her own identity to fit into his elite world, only to be thrown away like garbage. She was completely alone, clutching her helpless babies, bracing herself to sign the cruel papers just to survive. She couldn't understand why her absolute devotion was met with such chilling indifference. Why did she have to suffer this ultimate humiliation while he celebrated with the woman who ruined her life? But then, a senior doctor noticed a unique mole on her wrist and ran a secret DNA test. The results were staggering: Chloe was the long-lost daughter of the billionaire Beaumont family. With her fiercely protective parents and three powerful brothers suddenly forming an impenetrable fortress around her, Chloe picked up her phone and texted her arrogant husband. "City Hall tomorrow at 10 AM. If you don't show up, my lawyer will handle everything. And trust me, you won't like their terms."

Werewolf

#PowerCouple The blind prince who plays the fool × the Omega who rose from her own grave I fought for him for ten years. Thirty thousand lives buried in the snow to pave his road to the throne. His reward to me? A silver arrow-through my back, out my chest. I carved that arrow with my own hands. With my last breath, I asked him: Why. He said: "An Omega commander is a disgrace." Thirty years of blood, and he told me I shamed him. He stepped over my body, pulled my sister into his arms, and planned their winter-solstice wedding-white rose petals, the ones she wanted. The Moon Goddess heard me. She sent me back. Eighteen years old, before any of it happened. Back to the dungeon, chains biting into my flesh. I snapped my thumb, slipped the cuffs. Iron chain wrapped around my fist-cold, but more honest than his arms ever were. Thirty thousand lives on my back. He said Omega is a disgrace. Fine. This time, I'll show him exactly- how many cuts it takes for an Omega to tear down his throne.

Billionaires

After her father's gambling debts put a target on her back, Elara Vance is sold at a private auction to the most feared man in the city: Julian Blackwood, the ruthless heir to a dark empire. But Julian doesn't want a maid or a lover-he wants a "pet." Stripped of her autonomy and forced into a gilded

Werewolf

#PowerCouple The blind prince who plays the fool × the Omega who rose from her own grave I fought for him for ten years. Thirty thousand lives buried in the snow to pave his road to the throne. His reward to me? A silver arrow-through my back, out my chest. I carved that arrow with my own hands. W

Billionaires

A girl was accidentally meet the mafia boss because of her boyfriend. Her boyfriend had many debts to pay to his creditor. The mafia boss was calling her for seeing his condition and ask for her will. Her boyfriend was signing one agreement. That was selling her to the boss for years until the debts