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The Silvermoon’s Adopted Heir
When my adoptive mother, the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack, finally found her biological heir, she was stocking ritual supplies on a low shelf in an old magic shop. I recognized her in an instant. Seraphina. She was the childhood admirer of my fated mate, Kaelen. And she was determined to drive me out, seeing me as nothing more than an outsider who had stolen her birthright. She was a master of theatrics, orchestrating new drama daily in an attempt to humiliate me. I was more than willing to play her game, finding the whole charade amusing. Until one careless comment from my mate shattered my carefully constructed calm: “Was all of that really necessary?” Fine, I thought. You can have her. I have better things to do—like finding my real family. -
The Ex Who Came Too Late
Three years after the Lycan King, Zion Caldwell, marked me as his, my former mate-to-be, Drake Whitaker, staged a spectacle. He blockaded the private driveway of my family's estate with a fleet of twenty Rolls-Royces, each one overflowing with luxury goods. With a self-satisfied smirk, he raised a megaphone and shouted toward the villa. "Lena, I've come for you!" "I told you I'd be back for you once the alliance between the Whitaker and Quinn Packs was secure." "I finalized our last deal yesterday and came straight here." "This is me making things right. Come back to me, Lena. Be my mistress." I was sitting in the study, gazing at a holographic image of our son that Zion had sent me. I glanced out the window at the absurd farce unfolding on the lawn. Drake was still broadcasting his grand declaration. "I know you're angry, but the alliance with the Quinn family was for the good of the pack." "I had to mark Iris. Surely you understand that." "But a marking doesn't mean everything. I'll treat you better than my official mate." His words made my stomach churn. I pressed the intercom button. "Clear the driveway. Get these trespassers off my property." Unbelievable. I had just brought my son back from his one-month check-up with the healer. Zion had told me to spend a week at my family home to relax. And this is what I come home to. -
My Kidney His Victory My Silent Goodbye
The day Liam Blackwood won the Super Bowl and was named MVP, I was in the crowd, applauding him through my tears. During the post-game interview, a reporter asked him: "Mr. Blackwood, it’s been widely reported that at your lowest point, your former physical therapist—and girlfriend—left you for fame and fortune. Now that you have this championship ring, what, if anything, would you like to say to her?" Liam’s expression hardened. Staring down the lens, his voice dripped with raw hatred: "Elara, you said I couldn't give you the spotlight you wanted, so you left. Now, looking at my championship ring and this multi-million dollar contract, do you regret it?" I gritted my teeth, fighting back the searing pain in my kidney, and whispered to the roaring stadium, "No regrets." Because when I gave him my kidney, my only wish was for him to live out his dream. -
Her Submission
Her name was Sera, a naive girl of about 20 years old who knows nothing much about the things of the world What happened when she was forced to marry the guy she despise much? A cold hearted man?? Meet Zachery Xdor about 25 years of age who has a heart as hard as rock He was the total definition of handsomeness but he despise lady a lot He wasn't like that but every changes have it's cause ____ Zachery has a past which haunts his affections on women Sera has a past which she knew nothing about ___ Will Zach's step brother allow Zach love the woman he crushed on?? Find out how they both turned out to be from the same world Find out how there pasts starts all over again Will they ever fall for each other?? The matter became worst when Sera became pregnant for Zachary! -
The Principessa's Bodyguard Bridegroom
The night before our engagement, Vincent Moretti was called away on a high-stakes smuggling run. He had to leave immediately. I promised I would wait for him. But when he returned, I chose another man right in front of him. Because I knew that in my past life, the moment I held out my hand to accept his proposal was the beginning of the tragedy. Luna Rossi, the woman he brought back, had me thrown to jackals and tortured to death. This time, before Vincent could open his mouth to plead for that other woman... I grabbed a nearby bodyguard and announced I was going to marry him. But Vincent lost his mind, blocking my escape with his own body. "You're mine. I won't allow you to marry anyone else." -
You're My Fiancé Now
At my twenty-second birthday gala, I issued a challenge: the man who won "The Sanctuary," an architectural model of my own design, would become my fiancé. My childhood sweetheart, Blake Cunningham, was certain he would be the one. However, midway through the evening, the model was accidentally knocked over. At its center, the silver World Tree, a symbol of dreams, shattered into a thousand pieces. As the fragments scattered across the floor, a crucial branch landed right at the feet of a mysterious young man in sunglasses, Jonas Thorne. He bent down and picked it up. Blake bellowed, "What do you think you're doing? Get your hands off that!" I stepped in front of Jonas, shielding him. I said, "You're my fiancé now." -
Seven Years to Clear Her Name
At our engagement party, he screamed in my face. "You venomous bitch! You killed my mother?" He ground her life-saving medicine under his heel. She died in my arms. So I stabbed him. He sent me to prison for two years. Seven years later, he's a CEO, and I'm a ghost in the crowd. He raises a glass. "Her knife didn't kill me, but it carved out the last of my heart." "Does she regret it?" he asks the world. Oh, I do. I regret that my knife didn't cut deep enough. -
Pregnant by My Ex’s Mafia Uncle
On the day of my engagement ceremony, my fiancé Marcus Castellano abandoned me for his adoptive sister. My family and I faced humiliation before Chicago’s most ruthless crime lords. Three years passed in silence. Now he’s back, staring at my swollen belly with pure rage. “Whose bastard are you carrying?” I caress my belly, lips curving into a dangerous smile. “Someone from the Castellano, of course.” -
Indefinite vassals
I am a plaything that Aron picked up. Even my name was chosen by him. "Thea" From the day he brought me home, he told me. "Thea, you are mine, never even think about leaving me." I was raised in his house, ostensibly an adopted daughter of the Davis, but in reality, I was a plaything in Aron's hands. He could do whatever he wanted with me... I thought that as long as I endured... when I grew up, one day I would be able to leave him. But on my eighteenth birthday, Aron burst into my room. He tore at my clothes like a beast, biting my skin. He told me:"Thea, you are mine, don't think about leaving me... obey..." That night I screamed until my voice was hoarse, cried until my tears ran dry, and made up my mind to leave him once and for all! Aron is a demon that devours my very bones and blood; I cannot stay by his side! -
The Requiem for a Substitute
My boyfriend Sheridan was in love with Royce, not me. We were in our fourth year together when he demanded I donate my kidney to her. I was silent for a moment, and his hand cracked across my face. "That's your own sister, Royce. Don't be so selfish." I forced a bitter smile. What he didn't know was that my time was already running out. -
Five-Year Poverty Alleviation Marriage: They Forced Me to Hand Over the Heirloom
On my thirty-second birthday party, all the notable figures from Veridia attended, everyone praised my good fortune for marrying such a husband like Nathan Sterling. I held my wine glass, smiling flawlessly. Only I knew that even the custom cake worth twenty thousand was charged to my card. In the corner, my sister-in-law Jane Sterling was grinning as she chatted with a wealthy lady. That lady was the mother of her new boyfriend, a newly rich person who had just made a fortune from demolition. The next moment, Jane Sterling pulled the newly rich lady, her high heels 'click-clack' as they approached me. "Sister-in-law," she affectionately took my arm, but her chin was raised, "Auntie Miller really likes the necklace on your neck, you should give it to Auntie Miller as a greeting gift." -
When the Surgeon Left
Emma’s surgery day takes a brutal turn: her husband Walter—also her surgeon—drops everything to rush to his ex Lucy’s side after a “car accident.” What follows is a messy web of lies: Lucy’s “minor injury” becomes a weapon, Walter’s half-hearted apologies clash with his lingering loyalty to his first love, and Emma’s quiet heartbreak sparks a fight for divorce. When a sudden health scare and a shocking pregnancy enter the mix, plus the steady support of colleague Clarence, Emma must choose between clinging to a broken marriage or stepping into a life of her own—before it’s too late. -
The Moonlock Pact
Vera was an ordinary human girl who grew up in a border town near the werewolf territories, eking out a living by mending hunters' clothes and repairing arrows. Her days were simple yet hard—until one day, during a blizzard in the mountains, she rescued a severely wounded silver-haired boy and hid him in her cabin for three days and nights. -
Whispers of the Moonbound
Four years ago, during a chaotic border war, Lucia was besieged by enemy troops while protecting her tribe. She was injured and fell off a cliff, and was declared dead. No one knew that she had been rescued by the mysterious "Hidden Moon Tribe" but had lost all her memories. With a new name, a new identity, and a new life, she became the heir to the "Oracle" of the Hidden Moon Tribe, endowed with the rare ability of "lunar phase perception." -
Five Years Gone, Now Watch Me Destroy You
Five years. Forty-five hypocritical family dinners. I was the "peace hostage" in my marriage to Don Colin Morton, a union meant to solidify the fragile alliance between our families. I once believed the Morton family insignia he gave me, the one I never took off, was a testament to his love. Until the day he annihilated my family and handed me an annulment. "This marriage is a stain on my new empire," he said. "Alessia, we have to cut ties with the past." So I faked my death and vanished with my son. Five years later, I returned as one of Europe's top art auctioneers, intent on dismantling his criminal empire piece by piece. But there he was, kneeling before me in the pouring rain, clutching the hem of my dress. His eyes were bloodshot as he begged, "Alessia, my empire, my life—it's all yours. I only ask one thing. Please... don't let our son call another man Papa." -
My Ex Wants Me Back, But I’m The Don’s Wife
Two years after I married New York's Don, Colter Moretti, my ex-fiancé, Nico Falcone, decided he wanted me back. The roar of engines was a declaration of war as a convoy of black, bulletproof cars descended upon my private estate. Soldati unloaded crate after crate of “gifts”—jewelry, designer gowns, an antique piano. He stood proudly before his car and announced, "Bella, I told you. The only reason I was with my brother's widow was that he died unexpectedly. The Falcone family needed the heir she was carrying." "Now that the child is born, I've fulfilled my promise to the family. I'm back to marry you!" Lounging by the pool after my post-natal yoga, I didn’t even bother to open my eyes. He frowned, his tone becoming condescending. "I know you're upset, but you're a Romano. You want for nothing! Can't you show a little compassion for a grieving widow?" "I know it was selfish to make you wait two years, but I'm back now! In three days, we'll be married. I know you still care about me. Otherwise, why would you wear such a revealing bikini just for me?" The sheer audacity of it made me laugh. "Guards, throw him out!" What a joke. I’d just given birth to the Moretti heir, and my husband, Colter, had been urging me to take our son to visit my parents. Instead, I run into this clown. -
The Banished Luna’s Return
Falsely accused of defiling a sacred artifact, I was exiled by the High Council. Ever since, I've lived under a new identity, working as an herbalist in a human city. When I saw my former mate, Kaelen, again, he had become one of the most powerful Alphas in North America; his power was absolute. My human friends who know me always fantasize that Kaelen still holds a torch for me. Because even though he has a partner, he's never completed the final bonding ceremony. I could only scoff at the thought. Holding a torch for me? Ten years ago, he was the one who personally oversaw the ritual that forcibly severed our mate bond. Then, without a moment's hesitation, he sent me to the Council for judgment, forever branding me a traitor to the entire werewolf world. -
My Tyrant Boss, My Blizzard Roommate
My supervisor ambushed me during the all-hands meeting. My face was plastered on the giant screen for the entire company to see. The charge? "Poor work attitude." She demanded an explanation. Right now. A digital witch hunt. In front of 500 people. Just as I was scrambling for words, my boss’s face leaned into my camera's view. “So,” he drawled, “what’s the issue here?” -
Beneath Twin Moons
Ten years ago, Alvin lost his mother and sister during the werewolf rebellion. He witnessed a masked silver wolf from the rebel ranks slaughtering the innocent, and from that moment on, he harbored an undying hatred for the silver-blooded werewolves. He swore an oath to one day purge every last "wolf tainted with silver blood." During a hunt, Alvin captured a grievously wounded girl. She was covered in blood, yet around her neck hung the carved bone necklace his sister had lost long ago. Believing her to be a grave-robbing rebel, he coldly ordered her locked in the dungeon to be interrogated under torture. -
Revenge On The Wolf Whose Lover Tormented My Sister.
I’m Jade, bound to Julian—until he chooses germ-phobic Nancy, who torments my sister Molly. “What, are you that desperate?” Julian sneers when I beg him to stop Nancy. Molly jumps from a roof after Nancy’s brother Stuart abuses her. I’m framed, beaten, dumped in the ocean—saved by Miles, who helps me expose Julian and Nancy’s crimes. “You played me,” I snarl at Julian as he begs forgiveness. I watch Nancy and Stuart turn on each other, then sever my bond with Julian. Thirteen years later, I’m a mom with a new mate. Julian sees me happy and whispers, “Farewell, my girl”—finally letting me go.
