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They exiled me hoping for a nun. I came back a queen with a custom Pagani and a taste for chaos. Chicago is my playground, and its little princes have forgotten the rules. My rules. Enter Cullen Vaughn. The golden heir, the perfect gentleman, the city's darling. He made the mistake of standing in my house and calling me a "rabid dog" unfit for his bed. Cute. For that, I've decided I want him. Not to love, or to cherish. But to own. To break. To watch the horror in his pretty eyes as he's forced to kneel and wed the monster he despises. His pristine world is about to be crashed by the spoiled brat he never saw coming. They wanted humility? I'll give them a coronation instead. And the first jewel in my new crown will be his ruin.

Some truths were meant to stay buried. To uncover the past, she must become the world's greatest threat. In a world where 60% of the population is born with powers they can name, control, and define, Aile Tsukia is something else entirely. A blank space, She carries a hollow heart and a power without a name... one that doesn't just destroy, but drags the world's oldest nightmares out of the dark and into the present. She remembers nothing of who she truly is. Only the cold edge of vengeance. Only the quiet, consuming wrath that haunts her every dream. Now, she has set out on a journey together with people whom she met and to find who she really is by uncovering the past, searching for remnants of her missing memories, and striving to become strong enough to unleash her power without limits. The government buried the truth for a century. Now, it's clawing its way back to the surface.

Hardened veteran Liam Miller faces his greatest fear when his daughter, Maya, is snatched by a shadowy criminal network. Forced back into a world of violence he tried to leave behind, Liam must navigate a web of corruption and lethal conspiracies. With time running out and the police compromised, he launches a relentless one-man war. To bring Maya home safely, he will break every rule and dismantle anyone standing in his way.

Hardworking professional Clara is devastated when her fiancé, Mark, betrays her by stealing a high-level promotion she rightfully earned. Heartbroken and professionally sabotaged, she refuses to let his treachery define her future. Setting out on an unexpected journey to reclaim her career, Clara discovers her own resilience. Along the way, she finds new allies and a chance at a love that is built on mutual respect rather than deceit.

On the night of their third anniversary, Avery anticipates a romantic celebration, only to be met with a cold demand for divorce from her billionaire husband, Elliot. He chooses a high-profile gala to end their marriage, leaving her humiliated before the elite. Devastated but resilient, Avery signs the papers and vanishes. When she resurfaces years later as a successful mogul, a stunned Elliot realizes the true value of the woman he discarded.

Betrayed and murdered by her mate and sister, Luna Alexa is granted a second chance at life. Reborn into the past, she is no longer the naive woman they once manipulated. Armed with knowledge of their future treachery, Alexa embarks on a cold-blooded mission to dismantle their lives and reclaim her stolen throne. As she navigates a web of pack politics and lethal secrets, she must decide if her heart has room for a new, unexpected love.

In a world of shifting power and ancient instincts, a determined heroine embarks on a high-stakes mission to ensnare the heart of a formidable Alpha King. As she navigates a treacherous landscape of pack politics and supernatural secrets, a fated bond begins to blur the lines between strategic manipulation and genuine desire. She must confront her own vulnerabilities while mastering the art of seduction to secure her future in his dangerous realm.

Betrayed by her own blood and the man she loved, Elara is left shattered when her fated Alpha rejects her to claim her sister instead. Cast aside and broken, she must navigate the pain of abandonment while hidden secrets about her lineage begin to surface. As she struggles to survive the pack's cruelty, a mysterious new power awakens within her. Elara must find the strength to forge her own path and prove that she is more than a rejected mate.

Milo was born as a curse. an Omega male, A disgrace and never heard of. Desperate to get the acknowledgement of his family, He is Disguised as his powerful twin sister, and bundled as a pet to the most feared man in the underworld: the Mafian King. Bound in chains and stripped of his freedom, Milo is prepared to endure whatever fate that is waiting for him. But when his disguise is shattered, and he was caught, the lie that was meant to save him turns into a death sentence. The Mafian King does not take kindly to deception. Yet, instead of killing him, he does something far worse. He claims him. "From now on, you are mine. I own every inch of your body as my little pet" Milo must learn to survive, in this world fueled with cruelty and betrayal. not just as a prisoner, but as one thing no man in this kingdom has ever dared to be. A pet. But as secrets begin to reveal themselves, Milo realizes something chilling... Maybe the true monster isn't the one who forcefully claimed him. Maybe it's seeing the face of the one that would stab him from the back. Can he escape his sad fate? Or will he get drowned in the power struggle between the forces that want to have him for themselves.

On the way to the hospital, my husband Kody and I had a huge argument, which led to an unexpected accident. When I opened my eyes again, we went back to when we first met. In our previous life, we were married for ten years. Our marriage was more about mutual respect than passion. However, he was unwilling to have a child with me. It was only later that I discovered he could never let go of his high school sweetheart. After being reborn, I decided to let him go. We silently deleted each other's contact information, kept our distance, and chose different paths in life. Seven years later, he became a top financial strategist and proposed to his high school sweetheart, Daniela, at their high school reunion. Seeing me still alone, he couldn't help but make a snide comment. "Emeline, I know you can't let go of me in both lifetimes. After all, I'm quite the catch, but you don't have to wait around for me." I ignored him and took my daughter's hand. Kody's face went white, his eyes blazing with fury as he demanded, "Didn't you say you'd love me for life and only want our child?"

The space between them disappeared. She arched into him, tilting her head as his lips traced a slow path down her jaw, then lower. Goodness, she wanted more. *** Valentina De Luca was never meant to be a Caruso bride. That was her sister's role-until Alecia ran off with her fiancé, leaving behind a family drowning in debt and a deal that couldn't be undone. Now, Valentina is the one offered up as collateral, forced into marriage with Naples' most dangerous man. Luca Caruso has no use for a woman who wasn't part of the original bargain. To him, Valentina is nothing more than a replacement, a means to reclaim what was promised to him. But she isn't as fragile as she seems. And the more their lives tangle, the harder she is to ignore. Everything begins to go well for her, well, until her sister returns. And with her, the kind of trouble that could ruin them all.

Alexa Thorne was just an eighteen-year-old girl trying to survive her wealthy friend's sweltering summer pool party. But a violent asthma attack, triggered by heavy cigar smoke, forced her to confront the man smoking it—Armando Holmes, a ruthless Wall Street billionaire and her friend's older brother. She begged him to put it out. He complied, but his cold gaze instantly shifted into a terrifying, predatory obsession. From that moment, her quiet life was over. Armando cornered her in a dark hallway, staking a terrifying claim. He forced her into his Bentley, practically kidnapping her to his secluded Hamptons estate, a gilded cage he called the Rose Manor. When he offered her a dark rose and declared his "enchantment," the sheer terror finally made Alexa run. But she tripped, tumbling down the hard stone steps, breaking her arm and severely gashing her face. Waking up in the hospital, facing the horror of a permanent, ugly scar, Alexa wept in sheer despair. She didn't understand why this dangerous, powerful man had targeted her, tearing her away from her modest life just to lock her in his terrifying grip. "I swear to you, you will not have a single scar." Armando vowed, his eyes burning with dark possession as he effortlessly dismissed her own brother's attempts to protect her. As he personally tended to her most humiliating needs with trembling hands, Alexa realized with chilling clarity: the real nightmare wasn't the fall, but the inescapable, obsessive love of the monster who had claimed her.

I am a D-list actress with a terrible reputation and thousands of haters. But my real nightmare started when I got blackout drunk in Vegas and woke up next to Evander Byers, the untouchable, scandal-free superstar. Before I could even find my clothes, our parents barged into the hotel suite with a wall of corporate lawyers. Evander, the supposed god of the entertainment industry, played the victim perfectly. "She dragged me in here last night. I couldn't stop her." Under the crushing threat of my father freezing my bank accounts and the lawyers protecting Evander's pure image, I was forced to sign a marriage contract. Now, this manipulative monster has moved into my penthouse, claiming his legal rights as my fiancé. He controls my space, suffocates me with his dark obsession, and watches my bank balance drop to zero. Everyone thinks he is a flawless angel, but I know he is just a hypocritical control freak. I refuse to be his prisoner. Desperate for cash and an escape route, I secretly signed a contract for a trashy reality dating show. I thought a closed set in Hawaii would be the perfect place to hide from him, make millions, and ruin my toxic ex on national television. I packed my bags, thinking I had outsmarted the devil. But I didn't know that Evander had just canceled his global tour to call the network executives. The ultimate predator just bought his way into the cast, ready to hunt his runaway fiancée in front of the whole world.

On a snowy Christmas Eve, shy high schooler Leo finally decides to confess his long-held feelings to his childhood friend, Mia. Amidst the festive lights and holiday cheer, a series of unexpected mishaps threatens to ruin his perfect plan. As the clock ticks toward midnight, the two must navigate misunderstood signals and hidden emotions. This touching young adult romance explores the courage it takes to risk a friendship for the hope of true love.

To secure a drama-free marriage, cold billionaire Lucas Lancaster demands a wife who wants convenience, not love. Heartbroken Sophia Bennett fits his criteria perfectly. After their wedding, Lucas flies to Europe, keeping their relationship strictly professional. But distance changes everything. When a tipsy Sophia accidentally mutters her ex’s name during a rare, passionate embrace, the ice prince completely loses his cool. Consumed by jealousy, Lucas begs her to forget the past and love him. In this captivating billionaire romance novel, he is the first to fall—and he falls hard.

The cool metal of the gurney is the last thing I'll remember. One more session, the doctor said, and the past ten years of my life will be wiped clean. It all comes back to that night. I walked in to find my fiancé, Alex, kissing my half-sister, Kalie-the girl I raised since she was fifteen. When I confronted them, Kalie shoved me. I hit my head on a steel model, bleeding on the floor of the studio we designed together. But Alex didn't rush to me. He rushed to comfort her. She lied, painting me as the attacker. My best friend, my entire world, turned against me. Alex, my Alex, had me committed, signing the papers that subjected me to brutal, punitive electroshock treatments. He wasn't just erasing my memory; he was erasing me, punishing me for a crime I didn't commit, all to protect her. Now, waking from the final, consensual treatment, I find a note I left for myself. It's a plan. Sell the firm. Sell the house. Disappear to Montana. And this time, I won't just be erasing the memories. I'll be erasing them.

Brenda's world ended the night her father sold her to a monster. To protect his pack from destruction, her father traded her to Alpha Aaron, the cruel ruler of the Northern wolves - a man who never spent more than one night with any woman... because none of them survived. But Brenda did. That became her curse. For three years, she endured his brutality - his control, his obsession, his endless hunger for power. She prayed for rescue, for her father, for anyone. But no one came. Until one mistake changed everything. A blindfold. A wrong room. A night with a stranger who touched her with tenderness instead of pain. That stranger was Alpha Leon, Aaron's business partner and unknowingly, her destined mate. When Leon discovered the truth, he struck a dangerous bargain to take her away. But by then, Brenda was no longer the girl she once was. She was a shell, numb, broken, and incapable of love. Now, Leon must battle not only Aaron's shadow but also the darkness inside Brenda herself. Can love heal what cruelty destroyed? Or will her pain consume them both?

Scarlett Miller, heartbroken, watched from a freezing terrace as her fiancé, Sebastian Vance, announced his engagement to another woman inside. Her world already felt shattered. She had no idea how much worse it could get. The next morning, news broke: her gentle father was arrested for a massive Ponzi scheme, his foundation's assets seized. They were evicted from their home, leaving Scarlett and her aunt destitute, facing an impossible five-million-dollar bail. Desperate, Scarlett sought help from Sebastian, who cruelly revealed he framed her father and then demanded she become his mistress. Humiliated, she fled, only to be rejected by Harrison Sterling Jr., a top litigator, because his sister was Sebastian's fiancée. Scarlett was a pawn. How could Sebastian, the man she loved, orchestrate such a devastating fall? And why did Harrison, despite fleeting moments of care, prioritize his family's reputation over justice for her father? The betrayal and injustice burned deeply. Collapsing from the strain, Scarlett refused to yield. With a mysterious pro bono lawyer now involved and her resolve hardened by Harrison's perceived abandonment, she vowed to uncover the truth, save her father, and make Sebastian pay, no matter the cost.

At eight months pregnant, I believed my life was a fairy tale. I had a perfect home, a miracle son on the way, and Derek—the husband who worshipped the ground I walked on. Or so I thought. One piece of paper turned my fairy tale into a horror story. A vasectomy certificate, hidden in the back of a drawer in his office. It was dated a year ago—six months before our child was conceived. Panic drove me to his corporate office, desperate for an explanation, praying for a misunderstanding. But the truth waiting for me behind his closed door was sharper than any knife. "I can't believe she still hasn't figured it out," his best friend, Edison, laughed. "She walks around glowing like a saint." "Patience," my husband’s voice replied, cold and unrecognizable. "The bigger she gets, the harder she falls. And the bigger my payout. It’s all for Else." They weren't just lying. They were betting. They were gambling on my humiliation, treating my life and my unborn child as props in a sick game to avenge his sister. Standing in that hallway, clutching my belly, the woman I used to be shattered. But from the shards, something new was born. Something cold, calculating, and merciless. I didn't flee. I didn't scream. I wiped my face and composed a smile that didn't reach my eyes. If they wanted a game, I would play. But they had no idea that the rules had just changed. I wasn't the prize anymore. I was the punishment.

I posted a photo of baby shoes to celebrate my pregnancy. Two hours later, my husband was holding jumper cables. Kaeden, the Mafia Capo who swore to protect me, stood under the buzzing fluorescent lights of the basement. He didn't look like the man who brought me vanilla lattes. He looked like a monster. His "fragile" childhood friend, Clemmie, had convinced him that my innocent post was a signal to our enemies. "Discipline," Kaeden muttered, refusing to look at my weeping face. "She needs to learn the cost of her voice." He ordered low voltage—just enough to scare me. But the moment he walked out the door, unable to watch, Clemmie smiled. "He's not coming back for you," she whispered. She cranked the dial all the way to the right. She didn't just want to teach me a lesson. She wanted to stop my heart so she could harvest it for herself. And my husband had already signed the release forms. But they made one mistake. They left the cleanup to Alois, the family's most ruthless Enforcer. He didn't bury me. He saved me. Now, while Kaeden cries over a fake grave, consumed by guilt, I am watching from the shadows. Daria Burris died in that chair. The woman who survived is coming for blood.

Clara Bennett built her life around two promises-protect her twins and never depend on anyone. For five years, she has raised Liam and Isla alone, keeping the truth about their father buried in the past... a past that began with a single night she barely remembers. But everything changes when billionaire CEO Ethan Caldwell suddenly walks back into her life. Cold, powerful, and dangerously perceptive, Ethan offers Clara an arrangement she cannot refuse-one that forces them to live under the same roof. What Ethan doesn't know is that the twins who instantly capture his attention might be more connected to him than he realizes. As sparks ignite and tensions rise, secrets begin to surface. A ruthless corporate enemy is watching. And the truth about that forgotten night is closer to being exposed. When the truth finally comes out, Ethan will have to face the one thing he never expected... The family he never knew he had. And Clara must decide whether she can trust the man who once walked out of her life without even remembering.

Tyler has been through more than most, and life has never given him a real break. All he wants is to finish his job and figure things out-but one wild trip to Vegas changes everything. He wakes up married to Quin McKenzie, the same man who made his life miserable years back and probably doesn't remember. Quin is wealthy, controlling, and desperate to keep his inheritance, so he offers Tyler a deal: stay married until he clicks thirty and get paid. Tyler doesn't trust him, but he needs the money Quin was offering, so he agrees. What starts as a fake marriage soon turns into something messy and real. Feelings begin to get involved and walls start to crack. Suddenly Tyler is risking his heart for a man he swore to hate. Now, with secrets coming out and time running out, they both have to decide-is this just a mistake... or something worth fighting for?

I was the fiancée of the Chicago Outfit’s heir, a bond sealed by blood and eighteen years of history. But when his mistress pushed me into the freezing pool at our engagement gala, Jax didn’t swim toward me. He swam past me. He scooped up the girl who pushed me, cradling her like fragile glass, while I struggled against the weight of my gown in the murky water. When I finally dragged myself out, shivering and humiliated before the entire underworld, Jax didn’t offer a hand. He offered a scowl. "You’re making a scene, Eliana. Go home." Later, when that same mistress shoved me down the stairs, shattering my knee and my dance career, Jax stepped over my broken body to comfort her. I overheard him telling his friends, "I’m just breaking her spirit. She needs to learn she’s property, not a partner. Once she’s desperate enough, she’ll be the perfect obedient wife." He thought I was a dog that would always return to its master. He thought he could starve me of affection until I begged for scraps. He was wrong. While he was busy playing protector to his mistress, I wasn't crying in my room. I was packing his ring into a cardboard box. I cancelled my transfer to UCLA and enrolled at NYU instead. By the time Jax realized his "property" was missing, I was already in New York, standing next to a man who looked at me like a queen, not a possession.

I thought the Burch family gave me a loving home when they took me out of the orphanage. But when the global deep freeze apocalypse hit, my adoptive parents mercilessly kicked me out of the bunker to freeze to death. As I lay dying in the snow, covered in horrific purple frostbite, my adoptive sister Kendal walked past me in a pristine designer jacket. Around her neck was my only childhood possession—an antique gold necklace my adoptive mother had ripped off my neck to give to her. Kendal gloated, bragging that my pendant held a magical space with infinite supplies and fresh food while the rest of the world starved. I realized I had spent years emptying my life savings to fund their luxury cars and fake medical emergencies. They had drained my bank accounts, stolen my bloodline's heirloom, and used my magical lifeline to live like royalty while leaving me to die. I took my last ragged breath in that blinding blizzard, consumed by a toxic hatred. Why was I so hopelessly weak? Why did I let them take everything from me? Opening my eyes again, the painful frostbite scars were gone. My skin was warm. I grabbed my phone. The screen lit up: November 12. It was exactly three days before the world ended. When my adoptive mother called, faking a tearful emergency to demand another thirty thousand dollars, I smiled coldly. "Just tell me where to send the money, Mom." This time, I'm taking my space back, and I'm going to drain them dry.