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When her father's PTSD leads to a tragic accident, Aria Moretti does the unthinkable-she surrenders herself to Nico Romano, the ruthless man her father wronged. Known as the cold and feared ruler of Chicago's underworld, Nico is a man no one crosses and lives to tell the story. To him, Aria is a debt he intends to collect in full. But she isn't the fragile girl he expects.

After a tragic death, a woman returns to life with the Pregnancy Swap System. In her past, Jennifer Moss poisoned her with infertility drugs, stole her three betrotheds, and left her to die in a beggar’s den. Now reborn, she uses her power to exchange Jennifer’s triplets with a sow’s litter. Seeking ultimate justice, she delivers all three men back to her sister’s bed to witness the consequences of her betrayal in this fantasy novel.

Following twenty years away from home, Cathleen returned expecting family, but all she received was contempt. Her parents sneered, "You may share our blood, but someone as exceptional as your sister is the only one fit to be our daughter." Her brother scoffed, "Ashley is my only sister. Get out of here, you country bumpkin!" Her so-called sister put on a sugary smile. "You won't mind if I borrow your fiancé, will you?" Cathleen stayed unshaken and walked into a contract marriage with Matthew, who believed he had married a useless woman. Then her masks fell one by one-divine doctor, underground boxing queen, elite hacker, phantom racer, AI genius, and powerful heiress. Even the comics his sister adored, and the only voice that could ever lull him to sleep, belonged to her. Matthew pinned her wrists down, his dark gaze locking onto her. "Just how many secrets are you keeping from me?" Cathleen flipped his hold, her smile calm. "The contract ends tomorrow. Remember to get the divorce." He grinned, "Absolutely not. Not now, not ever."

Following the death of his first love, Mandy, a man takes brutal revenge by locking his wife in a steel cage and submerging her in the sea. In Three Days of Drowning in the Sea, he ignores her final plea—a pregnancy confirmation—and leaves her to drown. This dark romance novel turns into a horror story when he later discovers her bloated, decomposing remains. Confronted with the horrific reality of his actions, the husband is consumed by a descent into madness.

Married to the ruthless CEO Evan Blackwell for family interests, Selena Holloway is surprised by his gentleness and the tattoo of her initials on his chest. Their third anniversary takes a dark turn when the celebratory fireworks display the name Serena instead of Selena. After a night of intense passion, Selena discovers a hidden photo album containing pictures of a woman who looks exactly like her. Every photo bears a heartbreaking confession of love for Serena, revealing the mystery behind Evan's affection.

On their third anniversary, Elena’s husband, Marcus, reveals a devastating betrayal by choosing his mistress over her. This cold rejection shatters their marriage, forcing Elena to abandon her life as a devoted wife. Reclaiming her hidden identity as a fierce operative, she plunges back into a world of high-stakes danger. As she seeks justice, Marcus realizes his mistake, but Elena is no longer the woman he can easily reclaim.

Rebirth with a Twist. Fawn Jones doesn't get a chance to resolve the issues with her marriage. No, she gets murdered in her own bathtub. Drowned by the husband she hated after he had moved his mistress into their bed, Fawn's last lucid thought is a promise before death. "I will not stay weak. I will make you pay. If not in this life, then the next." Then she wakes up. Different room. Different body. Different life. Cassandra Huntington – rich, infamous, beautiful in a way Fawn never had been. Cassie had been in a coma for six months after a car crash. Her billionaire husband, Blake, had just signed the paperwork to turn off her life support when she suddenly started breathing on her own. Now everyone thinks Fawn is Cassandra. The media calls it a miracle. Blake calls it complicated. The woman wearing his wife's face is softer, sharper, funnier... and so tempting he hates himself for wanting her. Fawn calls it an opportunity for revenge. Her killers are still out there. Her old body is in the ground under a lie. And the only weapons she has now are Cassandra's money, Cassandra's reputation... and Cassandra's husband. So, she plays the role. Learns to walk in six-inch heels. Smiles for the cameras. Seduces a man who once couldn't stand his wife and now can't seem to stay away from her. While she quietly buys into the company that ruined her old life. While she gets close enough to the man who killed her to watch him crack. They drowned the wrong woman. Now she's awake. And she's not done.

After reuniting with her biological family, Gabriella is dismissed as a jealous copycat. She consistently outperforms the fake heiress, Emily, in academia and business, building a retail empire and dominating headlines. However, the rivalry takes a dark turn when Gabriella announces her marriage to her lifelong sweetheart, Caleb. Her mother accuses her of stealing Emily's groom, Derek. When Gabriella sees Emily's wedding photos, she realizes the man looks identical to her own husband.

Betrayal shatters Elena’s world when her fated mate, the Alpha of their pack, chooses another woman over her. Cast aside and humiliated, she refuses to accept a life of misery. Instead of fading into the shadows, Elena ignites a fierce path of defiance. As she challenges the pack's hierarchy and reclaims her own power, she discovers strength she never knew existed. It is a journey of survival, burning revenge, and finding a love that is truly earned.

Peter Sullivan is obsessed with his rescued first love, Nicole Cooper. Despite his wife being near her due date, Peter demands a divorce to raise Nicole’s unborn child instead of his own. After hearing his empty promises of support, the protagonist signs the agreement without protest. This is her third time living through this tragedy, and she is done fighting for his love. Now, she focuses solely on protecting her baby and surviving the heartbreak in this gripping modern novel.

In my past life, I was the naive surrogate who fell desperately in love with Karson King, an untouchable Wall Street billionaire. I thought my blind devotion would earn me a place in his family. Instead, his cruel mother forced me to sign away my parental rights to my three-year-old daughter. I was locked in a dark, freezing basement. I watched helplessly as his arrogant relatives tormented my child, pushing her down a flight of marble stairs and shattering her tiny arm. When we finally died in a horrific car crash, my face covered in blood amidst the shattered glass, Karson didn't shed a single tear. To him, my death was just the convenient erasure of a cheap mistake. I sacrificed my dignity for his approval, but they treated us worse than stray dogs. Why did my innocent daughter have to pay the ultimate price for their ruthless arrogance? Opening my eyes again, the harsh glare of a massive crystal chandelier pierced my vision. I was back in the grand foyer of the King estate, exactly five years ago. "Sign it. You are nothing but a gold digger." My soon-to-be mother-in-law slammed the thick legal contract onto the marble table, demanding I give up my daughter. This time, the paralyzing fear evaporated, replaced by absolute, icy clarity. I didn't cower. I picked up the pen, looked right at the billionaire who despised me, and prepared to manipulate his entire empire.

I was a warrior of the Shadow Council, but to my Fated Mate, Darwin, I was just a barren, "useless" housewife. On the night I planned to finally reveal my pregnancy, his mistress threw herself against a railing, framing me for attempted murder. Blinded by the Red Haze, Darwin didn't ask questions. He used his Alpha Command to freeze me in place, paralyzing my body. Then, he delivered a bone-shattering kick directly to my stomach to "protect" his mistress. I fell backward into the freezing lake, the water turning red around me. That kick didn't just end our marriage; it killed the rare White Wolf pup I was carrying—the legendary heir he had always desperate for. While I washed away into the dark water, Darwin was left with a lying mistress and a severed bond. It took him days to find the security footage. It took him moments to realize he had murdered his own soul and his true son for a woman who had orchestrated my death. For ten years, he went mad with grief, turning into a monster who tortured those who deceived him, praying to the Moon Goddess for my return. He thought if he fixed my broken engagement ring, I would forgive him. But when I finally resurfaced, I didn't come back to be his Luna. I watched him beg on his knees in the rain, clutching the phantom thread of our bond, looking like a corpse. "I love you," he screamed. I slammed the car door in his face. Gloria the housewife died in that lake. Echo, the executioner, has returned to burn his kingdom to the ground.

Betrayed by her fated mate, Elara is cast aside and left to face the crushing weight of rejection alone. Just as she prepares to embrace a life of solitude, a mysterious and powerful alpha enters her world, offering the protection and devotion she never thought possible. As their bond deepens, Elara must heal her scarred heart and find the strength to trust again. This is a journey of healing, passion, and finding true love after a bitter end.

Before Ethan lost his memory, everyone in Portwick knew that he loved Greta more than his own life. The bullet that tore through Ethan's chest when he saved her all those years ago was still lodged beneath his fourth rib to this day. To give her a place where she could live safely, he would turned against every major gang in Portwick. If anyone so much as displeased Greta, he wouldn't hesitate to make them bleed on the spot. No blinking, and no mercy. Greta had always believed they were bound together for this lifetime and the next, destined to share the same grave. Until Ethan was slashed across the back of the head and lost his memory. And forgot the woman he loved. When Greta walked in on him tangled in bed with his childhood sweetheart, Cara, her world collapsed. After that, for Cara's sake, he pointed a gun at Greta again and again. He even pushed her into the abyss with his own hands. Only when she died in front of him did Ethan finally remember everything. But by then, he had truly lost her.

I stood in the corner of the grand ballroom, trying to stay invisible despite the massive diamond on my finger. As the fiancée of the billionaire Arturo Watts, I was supposed to be the most envied woman in the room, but the suffocating scent of lilies felt more like a funeral than a gala. A waiter’s elbow clipped my arm, sending my clutch crashing to the floor and spilling its contents for everyone to see. Among my lipstick and phone lay a heavy, glittering brooch—the Pink Star diamond—that had just been reported stolen from the neck of a billionaire socialite. "Thief! Just like her father," the crowd hissed as cameras flashed like gunfire in my face. Tiffany Watts ground her heel into my bag, her eyes gleeful as she watched the "scammer's daughter" finally get caught. Just as security reached for my wrists, Arturo stepped out of the shadows, but he wasn't there to save me. He grabbed my face and kissed me with a brutal, bruising intensity, branding me in front of the news drones to turn my humiliation into a PR stunt for his company’s stock price. I thought I was being protected, but I soon realized I was just a prisoner in a gilded cage with new locks on the windows. I discovered the truth Arturo was trying to shred: I wasn’t his fiancée, I was his "key code." He was using my name to access fifty million dollars of my father’s hidden money, and he had blocked my FBI application to ensure I’d never uncover the trail. "I did it for you," he whispered, standing over me with the same cold, unreadable eyes he used on his business rivals. He thought he could buy my silence with designer gowns and a fake romance, but he forgot that I am my father’s daughter. I’m done being a liability in his corporate games. I’ve found the secret account and recorded his confession. If Arturo Watts wants to treat me like a target, I’m going to make sure I’m the one who hits the mark and takes every cent he’s hiding.

After her Alpha mate brutally abandons her to protect his mistress, a rejected luna is left broken and bleeding. This harrowing betrayal shatters her world, forcing her to face a agonizing recovery alone. As she navigates the physical and emotional scars of his cruelty, she must find the strength to survive the ultimate rejection. It is a dark tale of heartbreak and resilience where a discarded wolf seeks to reclaim her life from the ruins.

On the night their daughter took her final breath, my husband was busy hosting a lavish celebration for his childhood friend. While I pleaded for his help, he ignored my calls to toast to another woman's success. Now, consumed by grief and betrayal, I must uncover the dark secrets he has been hiding throughout our marriage. This is no longer a story of love, but a quest for the truth behind a tragic loss and the man I thought I knew.

Zoe thought she was the beloved wife of mafia Don Lucas Vaughn, who learned sign language and abandoned billion-dollar deals for her. However, his devotion was a facade for a substitute. After Lucas abandons her during a life-threatening labor to attend a gala with a movie star, his true cruelty emerges. He eventually sacrifices Zoe to attackers, leading her to seek a watery grave. When she returns, a desperate Lucas begs for forgiveness, but Zoe no longer finds his life worth her mercy.

After leading her team to a ten-million-dollar sales record, Ms. Heaton allocates a massive budget for a celebration. Instead of gratitude, she faces vitriol when her deputy, Casey Reiser, replaces the feast with cheap takeout and steals the funds. Accused of exploitation in a viral post, Heaton discovers Casey's elaborate lies about a sick child. Faced with a team that turned on her instantly, she decides to retract their million-dollar monthly budget as a lesson in loyalty.

Three days after my fiancé publicly dumped me for my stepsister, the Supreme Don issued a command that silenced the entire estate. I wasn't being cast aside. I was being sold to Damien Russo. The "Broken Don." A crippled, scarred monster rumored to have murdered his last two wives. My adoptive mother, Elena, didn't cry for me. She smirked. To her, I was finally being disposed of. She was so confident I was walking to my death that she decided to loot my corpse before I even left. She forged documents to steal my entire inheritance—my biological mother’s trust fund—to pay for my stepsister’s lavish wedding to my ex. "She won't need money where she's going," my stepsister laughed, wearing a dress bought with my stolen funds. They thought they were sending a lamb to the slaughter. They thought I was too weak, too stupid, and too afraid of the monster to fight back. But they made a fatal mistake. With my aunt’s help, I didn't just find the proof of their embezzlement; I found a weapon. I’m not running from the monster. I’m going to marry him. And when I hand him the evidence that the Herrera family stole from his bride, he won't be my executioner. He will be my vengeance.

After a decade of unwavering devotion, she helped Felix Valentino reach the pinnacle of the underworld. However, Felix betrays her by secretly naming their conquered island after her terminally ill friend, Lilian, and granting her a wedding. While Felix remains with Lilian, his partner suffers a life-threatening heart condition alone after watching their secret ceremony via livestream. Following this abandonment, she accepts a proposal from the rival Mafia King, Harold Bonanno.

For seventeen years, I was the crown jewel of the Kensington empire, the perfect daughter groomed for a royal future. Then, a cream-colored envelope landed in my lap, bearing a gold crest and a truth that turned my world into ice. The DNA test result was a cold, hard zero percent-I wasn't a Kensington. Before the ink could even dry, my parents invited my replacement, a girl named Alleen, into the drawing room and treated me like a trespasser in my own home. My mother, who once hosted galas in my honor, wouldn't even look me in the eye as she stroked Alleen's arm, whispering that she was finally "safe." My father handed me a one-million-dollar check-a mere tip for a billionaire-and told me to leave immediately to avoid tanking the company's stock price. "You're a thief! You lived my life, you spent my money, and you don't get to keep the loot!" Alleen shrieked, trying to claw the designer jacket off my shoulders while my "parents" watched with clinical detachment. I was dumped on a gritty sidewalk in Queens with nothing but three trunks and the address of a struggling laborer I was now supposed to call "Dad." I traded a marble mansion for a crumbling walk-up where the air smelled of exhaust and my new bedroom was a literal storage closet. My biological family thought I was a broken princess, and the Kensingtons thought they had successfully erased me with a payoff and a non-disclosure agreement. They had no idea that while I was hauling trunks up four flights of stairs, my secret media empire was already preparing to move against them. As I sat on a thin mattress in the dark, I opened my encrypted laptop and sent a single command that would cost my former father ten million dollars by breakfast. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves, but they forgot one thing: I'm the one who leads the pack.

Elara, a low-ranking omega, believed she found a savior when Prince Alaric chose her as his future mate. However, her dreams of safety shatter when he orchestrates a brutal betrayal to secure his throne. Left for dead in the forbidden woods, Elara is rescued by a rival alpha from a banished pack. Now, she must master her hidden powers and navigate a web of royal lies to reclaim her dignity and decide if her heart can ever trust a wolf again.

Eileen Goff was a nobody, scrubbing diner tables to survive while her greedy family bled her dry. On the eve of her twentieth birthday, the government's mandatory marriage algorithm matched her with a spouse. It wasn't a plumber or a teacher. It was Harrison Butler, the ruthless, untouchable billionaire king of Butler Industries. At the registry, Harrison's glamorous intended fiancée threw a half-million-dollar check at her. "Take the money, get out of here, and never show your face again." The registry supervisor even offered her a million dollars to sign a cancellation agreement, trying to erase her from the system. At their first high-society gala, Harrison's stepmother and the fiancée locked Eileen in an empty room, plotting to humiliate her and prove she was just cheap trash. Eileen was terrified and confused. Men like Harrison Butler didn't just accept federal matches with girls who smelled like fried onions. But instead of abandoning her, Harrison smashed the door open, publicly banished his own family, and kissed her in front of the entire city's elite. Why was this billionaire going to such extreme lengths to protect a complete stranger? Then she overheard his assistant talking about a marriage clause in his grandfather's trust fund. He didn't love her; he just needed a powerless, state-mandated wife to lock his parasitic family out of his empire. Realizing she was a highly valuable pawn, Eileen stopped trembling, looked the billionaire in the eye, and spoke. "I believe we can have more than just a legal relationship. We can have a business arrangement."