False Perfection

Modern

Since she was ten, Noreen had been by Caiden's side, watching him rise from a young boy into a respected CEO. After two years of marriage, though, his visits home grew rare. Gossip among the wealthy said he despised her. Even his beloved mocked her hopes, and his circle treated her with scorn. People forgot about her decade of loyalty. She clung to memories and became a figure of ridicule, worn out from trying. They thought he'd won his freedom, but he dropped to his knees and begged, "Noreen, you're the only one I love." Leaving behind the divorce papers, she walked away.

Romance

They are BESTFRIENDS. Not childhood best friends. They met when she was 12 and he, 13 and they had stuck close to each other since then. Joan, that was her name and her best friend, King. Now she was 17, he, 18 and it seemed like everything stood against their five year friendship; Joan's mother's

Mafia

I spun around, my heart skipping a beat as I took in the sight of a tall, dark-haired man standing behind me. His piercing eyes sparkled with amusement, and his full lips curved into a sly smile. "Those poor grass blades would be wondering what they did," he repeated, his deep voice sending a shiv

Romance

Do you know how we've all made mistakes? Some worse than others. Imperfection is key, journey through the ends of the Earth, and not a single perfect soul shall be found. We are different, look past the mistakes and there you'll find beauty. Ever met someone confusing, complicated, and ridiculousl

Romance

Jake harrowsmith, the heir of the brown empire had just moved into a new town called Renal town, to meet his dad's business associate; who had loaned a huge sum of money from him sometimes in the past. He wasn't a bit bothered about the money, but he felt it would be fair enough to pay his dad's bus

Modern

Tristan is the real young master in the drama. His father said, whoever between him and his brother first has a grandson, will be able to inherit billions of assets from the family. Three years after getting married, he was honest and sincere: "If you can't get pregnant, but she is pregnant, I ca

Romance

I shook my head before looking at myself through the mirror again. I just did a little touch-up and decided to go out again. It would be embarrassing if I kept Damian waiting there. He seems like a nice guy. We've only exchanged a few words, but I immediately sense his goodness. He doesn't seem like

Romance

It was my birthday, marking ten silent years I' d lived inside Marcus Thorne' s gilded mansion. I was his late wife' s eerie look-alike, tasked with raising his son, Leo, in a life of unimaginable luxury and suffocating expectation. Then, a seemingly innocent smoothie led to a violent miscarriage,

Romance

"Help me seek revenge...," a woman pleaded with a man sitting arrogantly in his chair, crossing his legs. The woman, her face partially covered with a scarf, bore severe burn scars – Ariana Wilson. A hapless woman betrayed by her husband and his own friend, who cruelly burned her alive. Fortunately,

Billionaires

My life as Ava Sharma, a successful architect, half of New York's power couple with my CEO husband Liam, seemed perfect. He always said my "delicate health" was why we were child-free, and I believed him. But when he suddenly announced he'd "adopted" two kids without me, a subtle shift occurred. The

Romance

I was the heir to a tech and real estate empire, living a life most only dreamed of. Yet, I felt a constant ache, a longing for something pure. My father’s “Vanguard Program” was supposed to find me a wife, and I was infatuated with Ava Moreau, the ice queen he picked as a frontrunner. I thought she

Mafia

"What would your father do if he knew where you are now, Isabella?" Marco whispers. My voice trembles, but the sentence comes out anyway. "The same as yours, if he knew what you've been hiding from him." * Isidro Ricci is the perfect heir to his father's empire, an ideal blend of cruelty and inte

Fantasy

Ethan Miller possessed a secret gift: blood that could heal any wound, reverse any sickness. In a past life, he used it to save Bree Vanderbilt, a beautiful socialite paralyzed from the waist down. The Vanderbilts had promised him immense wealth and marriage, but Bree, fixated on her "hero" boyfr

Modern

My Juilliard cello degree was just background noise to the perfect smile I plastered on for my husband, Wesley' s, political fundraisers. For eight years, I was "Mrs. Wesley Lester," a pretty prop, while my priceless 18th-century cello sat in its case, my only sacred space, untouched by him. Then

Werewolf

I was a lowly Omega, but the Moon Goddess herself declared I was the fated Mate to Alpha Kaelan. For a year, I believed our love was a legend, and for the last eight months, I carried what I thought was his son and heir. Then I found the scroll. A year before he even met me, he had performed a bl