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"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."
One more time?" ML's voice was hoarse as he gently nibbled on FL's earlobe. FL's cheeks flushed. "Don’t ”she said. ML smiled. "What? Don't stop?" FL was lost in the wonderful feeling. In a daze, she recalled days long ago when she had waited at her wedding for her husband, whom she had never met. The wedding had already begun, but the groom was nowhere to be seen. Her hands and feet were cold as she faced the whispers of the guests alone. Then came the news: her groom, the future Alpha, had eloped with a ROGUE! Facing everyone's ridicule, FL decisively decided to change husbands on the spot. After all, it was just a political marriage. If she had to choose one, she would choose the strongest man. Amidst the gasps of the crowd, she fixed her gaze on the handsome and mature man, the most powerful Alpha, who was also her fiancé's stepfather. The man, 13 years her senior, firmly took FL's hand, and the two completed the wedding ceremony. Their married life was blissful and sweet, the only flaw being the rumor that ML was infertile due to an injury. As their relationship deepened, FL discovered it was just a rumor. Every time FL tried to escape, clutching her back, the strong man behind her would pull her back to bed. FL gasped, snapping out of her reverie to find ML straining against her, looking at her with a wronged expression: "You're distracted."
4.41
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
For years, Elara Park endured being called "half-breed" and "weak blood" at pack meetings. Because she was a hybrid wolf, she trusted Zack Blackwood's sweet promises. Then he rejected their fated mate bond moments after claiming her body. Before she could even breathe through the soul-crushing agony, the news was already celebrating his engagement to her vindictive stepsister, Selina. The headlines gushed about their "perfect pureblooded union." Her mother's call came like a final blow: "Elara, you're twenty-three now. It's time you contributed to the family." Marry the worthless second son of a prominent Alpha family or lose her father's empire forever. They had her trapped, ready to steal her birthright and leave her powerless. But as the heartbreak bled out, ice-cold determination took its place. Elara went to the arranged meeting at the city's most exclusive club, determined to turn her mother's matchmaking scheme to her advantage. She would agree to marriage—but on her own terms. When she found who she believed was Damian Sterling in the private suite, she cut straight to business: a contract marriage with clear boundaries, separate lives, and a guaranteed escape route. What she didn't know? The devastatingly dangerous man who'd just signed her contract with a predator's smile wasn't the pathetic playboy she expected. He was Dominic Wolfe—the Alpha King who'd been relentlessly hunting her for years. And now, she'd just signed herself over to him completely.
Angelo thought he could throw me away? Bella thought she could take everything from me? They were wrong. So wrong. Every single thing Angelo had his job in the Melendez Corp, his money, his fancy life, I gave him that. I would take everything from them. The car stopped in front of the huge iron gates of the Melendez estate. Now, I was back. And I was done hiding… Ariana Melendez was back! ****** Ariana Melendez, a hidden heiress, thought she had the perfect life until her husband Angelo and best friend Bella betrayed her in the worst way. After losing everything, including her unborn child, she returns to her powerful family, burning with revenge. To punish her, her father arranges a marriage with Dante Russo, the ruthless son of a business rival. Dante Russo, the cold, calculating heir of their greatest enemy and Angelo’s Uncle one that could destroy her ex-husband with a single word. Now, Ariana is trapped in a dangerous game. On one side her vow to ruin Angelo and Bella to make them suffer as she did. On the other her forced marriage to Dante, a man as ruthless as he is intoxicating, whose loyalty is as uncertain as her own heart.
On their fourth wedding anniversary, Vivian Lawson was served divorce papers by her husband, all because his first love returned to the country, alone and helpless, with her daughter. Vivian Lawson didn't try to save the marriage and agreed decisively. But before the divorce was finalized, devastating news arrived: her son had leukemia. The scumbag husband had originally insisted on taking their son, even though the boy wasn't his biological child. But upon learning of his son's illness, he abandoned him without a second thought. Vivian Lawson restarted her career, accompanied her son through his treatment, and fought the divorce lawsuit all at once. Suddenly, one day, the wealthy and powerful Gemma Hawthorne came looking for her. "Miss Lawson, your son is of the Hawthorne Family bloodline. If you are willing to let him occasionally accompany my mother, I can grant you any request." Vivian Lawson was stunned. It turned out that the son she had through IVF with a sperm donor was actually the heir of a wealthy family! The little one, who had been treated as a burden in his original family, was suddenly transformed into the young master of a prestigious family. And Vivian Lawson, abandoned by her scumbag husband, was now an honored guest of the Hawthorne Family. After the divorce, her ex-husband's career plummeted. When he found out that only his ex-wife could save his company from crisis, he was filled with regret, getting on his knees to beg her to come back. But at that very moment, Gemma Hawthorne, the heir to the Hawthorne Family, proposed to Vivian Lawson in public. "Let's get married. As long as you have another child for me, half of the Hawthorne Family's fortune will be yours."
“Fuck,” he groaned, his body tightening as he released his load inside me, spurting, filling my cunt. I remained still, trembling from the aftershocks, he pulled away, leaving me cold and exposed. I watched as he stood, reaching for his clothes with a casual indifference that felt like a slap. “Where are you going?” “Don’t overthink it. It’s just sex, nothing more.” “But… you didn’t mark me.” “Mark you? Why would I do that?” “Dominic… we’re married,” I tried to remind him desperately. He laughed coldly, mocking. “Marriage is just a contract, Samantha. You’re nothing more than a Luna with no wolf, an obligation I’m bound to.” ~~~ Samantha married Alpha Dominic, the man she’d been hopelessly inlove with, but he couldn’t love her back. He was waiting for his fated mate, not knowing that it was her all along becasue the bond remained hidden, unable to reveal itself due to her wolfless state. And Samantha paid the price—suffering the pain of her husband’s affair with another woman. Broken and betrayed, she ran away from the Silver Crescent Pack, carrying a secret that would change everything: she was pregnant. Six years later, she’s returned, not as the fragile woman she once was but as a fierce mother and the powerful right-hand to Alpha Killian. Her secret? Two five-year-old twins—and a wolf that finally emerged the moment she gave birth. When she unexpectedly crosses paths with Dominic, the Alpha she once loved, her carefully built walls begin to crumble. He’s everything she remembers and more: handsome, dangerous, and shockingly more attractively than she ever thought, drawing her in an inexplicable pull. But Dominic was oblivious to the truth she’s been hiding—the secret of their children, the reason she fled, and the betrayal she still carries deep in her heart. As old sparks reignite and tensions rise, Samantha must keep her past hidden, even as questions about fate, love, and betrayal start to unravel. Will Dominic discover her secret, or will Samantha lose everything she fought so hard to protect?
3.95
Everyone said that Estelle Lockwood, the true heiress from the countryside, wasn't good enough for Nathaniel Sloan, but she married him for love anyway. After their marriage, she watched Nathaniel and the fake heiress, his one true love, coming and going together, and she realized that those people had been right. So, Estelle decisively took her child and left. Unexpectedly, five years later, the ex-husband who had once scorned her was now pestering her relentlessly every day! - During an interview, a reporter asked, "Miss Lockwood, may I ask what your relationship is with Mr. Sloan?" Estelle replied nonchalantly, "No relationship." The next moment, the man appeared, his eyes red-rimmed, "Our children are this big, and you say we have no relationship?" Estelle gave a faint smile, and three adorable children immediately stood in front of her. The eldest said sternly, "Sir, please don't try to scam us." The second child exclaimed in shock, "Our daddy was unfaithful and has already been struck dead by lightning!" Only the youngest daughter said in a sweet, soft voice, "I know you're our daddy." Before Nathaniel could even feel touched, he heard what came next: "Mommy is going to find another man, Daddy, so settle the child support!" [Adorable Children + True & Fake Heiress + Wife Chasing]
[Rational Female Lead + Scummy Husband's Desperate Groveling + Fated and Doting Romance + Reunion After a Long Separation] On the day of Laura Gardner's car accident, she watched helplessly as her husband, Caden Lockwood, abandoned her to save his unforgettable first love—Melanie Linden. While hospitalized, she overheard Caden confessing to a lightly injured Melanie. He had always loved Melanie and had remained chaste for her, even going so far as to push Laura into a sub-zero frozen lake, which caused Laura's infertility. Upon returning home from the hospital, she found that Melanie had already moved into her marital home, supposedly "pregnant." Laura immediately burned their wedding photos, threw out the hospital-issued certificate of her own good health, and Caden's medical report confirming his infertility. Divorce. Caden was certain that without any family to support her, Laura would sooner or later come back, apologize, and beg for his forgiveness. However, the next time he saw Laura, she was the daughter of an overseas magnate, entering into a marriage alliance with the most powerful man in the Capital City, Elias Vaughn. Under the flashbulbs of the cameras, their fingers were intertwined, a silent vow of happiness where their eyes held only each other.
After four years of marriage, when that stunning woman returned, Leila Jennings finally understood that her husband's chastity and icy indifference were not part of his nature. He gave her 417 a month for living expenses, yet he lavishly spent 417,000 for his old flame. The difference between being loved and not loved was painfully obvious. Sean Sinclair said he couldn't bear to let his old flame be trapped in the trivialities of marriage, which would dull her pearlescent glow, yet he wanted her to quit her job to be a housewife, willingly becoming a dim fish eye! But what Sean Sinclair didn't know was that she, Leila Jennings, was no ordinary junior employee... During the four years she was in charge of a national-level confidential scientific research project, her rank was so high that even his old flame was only qualified to be her assistant. What he knew even less was that the document he had casually signed was the divorce agreement that would terminate their relationship. One month later. Her identity as a titan in scientific research was revealed, and the divorce papers were delivered to Sean Sinclair. The usually gentle and courteous President Sinclair tore up the divorce papers, his expression shifting from disbelief to red-eyed rage. "Besides me, who would want a divorced woman?" Yet, he was the one with the tough talk, and he was also the one who knelt, begging to remarry her. When they met again, Leila Jennings was arm-in-arm with the head of a top-tier wealthy family, and the look she gave her ex-husband no longer held a trace of emotion. Mr. Cole raised a thick eyebrow, flashing the marriage certificate with his new wife: "President Sinclair, have some decency. Address her as... Mrs. Cole."
The first sword forged by success is often turned against the one you love. After Isaac Sheffield became a rising star in the business world, the first person he backstabbed was me, the one who had stood by him through thick and thin. At seventeen, he chased me across campus to confess his feelings, sweetly calling me "my Little Luna". At twenty, I took a knife for him and lost the ability to have children. At twenty-four, we walked down the aisle. The whole world envied my good fortune; Isaac Sheffield doted on me, loved me, and treated me like a precious treasure. But what no one knew was that I had been reborn. The man who loved me more than life itself already had another woman. In the near future, I would be replaced by her, and finally, pushed off a cliff to die without a grave. He thought that, just like in my previous life, I would never leave him, but I had already bought a plane ticket to go abroad. Later, I left without a sound. When Isaac Sheffield found out, he went mad, as if possessed. He got everyone we knew to contact me, went on television to publicly beg for my forgiveness, spent a fortune on headline ads across major websites to post a missing person notice, and wept as he pleaded for me to come back. "I was just toying with her!" "I was wrong." "Please, just give me one more chance?"
3.6
Vanessa Jennings loved for five years, donating her bone marrow and breaking her leg, but all she got in return was a divorce paper. She was forced to give blood, pushed down the stairs by her own family, Even the research she valued as much as her own life was casually given away, and she was instead framed for plagiarism, her reputation ruined. When she finally signed the divorce papers and turned to join a top research institute, the man who once treated her like dirt had his eyes turn red with regret. He knelt in the rain, begging her to come back, but she looked at him coldly and chuckled: "Mr. Donovan, please have some self-respect." And the Jennings Family, who had once bullied, humiliated, and stood idly by, finally discovered that the daughter they had cast aside like a worn-out shoe was already standing at a height they could never hope to reach. "I didn't come back; I came back to make you regret."
On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Ashley was ready to reveal a secret to her husband— She was pregnant. But moments after their passionate intimacy, her Alpha coldly delivered the blow—he wanted a divorce. His fated mate had returned. Stripped of her wolf spirit, abandoned by the pack, and carrying his child, Ashley was cast aside like a disposable Omega. Just as she prepared to leave alone— The boy she had once rejected had now risen as the most formidable Alpha King. The possessive hunger in his gaze sent shivers through her—did she dare face him? Was this vengeance, or something more? But did she even have a choice?
All my life, I've been the backup daughter. My sister Beatrice got everything—love, attention, the golden child treatment.I got leftovers and reminders I wasn't good enough. Until I discovered Niall,gorgeous Alpha from the neighboring pack,was my fated mate. Finally, my turn to be chosen. God, I was naive. Four years of engagement hell.Bleaching my hair to suit his tastes. Squeezing into tight dresses, playing his personal maid—only to hear I'd make a better servant than mate. All because his heart belonged to my sister. That night,I accidentally knocked over their picture frame. He slapped me. Hard. Said I'd never measure up to her. So I slapped him back, tore up their photo, and accepted rejection. I thought it was over. Until I caught them at the club, laughing about how pathetic my four years of trying had been. The whole engagement was their sick game. Drunk and furious, I did something reckless with my mysterious neighbor. Alpha Hudson —face carved by gods, danger in every perfectly tailored line. Most importantly, he's my ex's nemesis. So? Best sex of my life. I thought it was a one-night stand to forget. Wrong Again. He's richer than Niall, more powerful than my family, and infinitely more dangerous. And he's not letting me go. This time, I won't be anybody's second choice.
Everyone in Veridia knows: Elara Sloan, as Mrs. Sterling, is just a figurehead. Even after bearing Edward Sterling a son, she failed to warm his heart. On the day she received the divorce certificate, the woman posted it on social media with the caption: "Happy to be single!" Just when the curious public thought Edward Sterling would marry his first love, Sylvia Ainsworth, paparazzi photographed President Sterling going to a bar late at night to pick someone up. The woman he held in his arms looked a lot like Elara Sloan. They then photographed President Sterling kneeling at the entrance of a residential building, with a line of text in front: "Willing to be a substitute again!"
3.71
She had always been obedient and docile in their three years of hidden marriage, watching as he surrounded himself with women and was mired with endless scandals. On the day the subject of his unrequited love returned to the country, she quietly handed him a divorce agreement. “What, you have someone you like?” he asked coldly. She smiled nonchalantly. “Yes. You may not acknowledge me as your wife, but someone will acknowledge me as their lover.” Later, as the Thompson family acknowledged their connection, she became a rich daughter who was out of his reach. As men flocked around her, Michael Gallagher realized that in those three years, she had planted the seeds of love that had now grown into a towering tree, binding him for life.
"You have no idea what you've done to me. I've been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me." His grip tightened. "I'm not letting that go. I'm not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you." I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. "I don't just want to f**k you—I want to keep you. You're my favorite sin, and I'll commit it again and again until you understand you're mine." His lips twitched a little. "You've always been mine, Savannah." ****** Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.
[Warning: 18+ above. if possible 20+] That night, Abigail found herself in his massive penthouse bedroom. The seductive red gown she wore was far too revealing. She tried to cover herself with the silk sheets on his bed, scooting backwards the moment he entered. Despite the mask, he was deadly handsome, and that dangerous smirk never left his lips. She moved back nervously. “Stay away from me,” she whispered, her voice trembling. She had never seen someone as ruthless, merciless, and terrifying as this man, and yet she was somehow linked to him! Henry’s dark chuckle filled the room. In one swift motion, his strong hand grabbed her ankle and yanked her down the bed with ease. Abigail gasped as he pulled her beneath him, his powerful body immediately caging hers. The heat radiating from him made her dizzy. “You don’t even resist me, Kitten,” he smirked behind the sleek golden mask, his voice alone sending chills down Abigail’s spine. She hated to admit that this man made her nervous. His fingers traced up her thigh, pushing the red fabric higher and exposing more of her soft skin. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as his hand slipped between her legs, finding her already shamefully wet. “You want me too, don’t you?” his whisper sent an electric sensation through her body. “Stop…” Abigail bit her lip hard, trying to hold back the moan threatening to escape. “You have no right to...” “Why wouldn’t I have the right?” Henry growled, his fingers stroking her slick folds with teasing pressure. “You are mine, Abigail. Every inch of you.” A sharp whimper left her throat as he circled her swollen clit, his touch both skilful and wild. She hated how good it felt. She hated those feelings! She hated him! “I hate you so much,” she gasped, even as her hips jerked involuntarily against his hand. Henry chuckled, amused by her stubborn defiance. He pushed two thick fingers inside her at once, curling them perfectly against that sensitive spot that made her see stars. “I love you so much, baby,” he murmured, his voice carrying possessive hunger as he pumped his fingers deeper. “Look at how soaked you are for me. Your body knows exactly who it belongs to.” Abigail’s back arched off the bed. She clawed at the shoulders no one in the world dared to touch, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. “Ahh...” She could no longer swallow the moan anymore. No matter how hard she tried to escape from him, she always ended up back in his bed. Things no man in the world would ever dare do to her, he did without fear. And she would even touch his hair, his hands, his chest... things no woman in the world dared to do to him. Henry watched her with burning intensity behind the mask, drinking in every whimper and every twitch of her body as he brought her closer to the edge with his skilled fingers. His gaze dropped to her core and he swallowed hard. The way his hand slid in and out... suddenly, he wondered how she would taste. Abigail noticed the look in his eyes and immediately tried to escape, but he grabbed her legs and chuckled. “What is it, baby? I just want to have a taste!”
Twelve years of love, loyalty, and promises—shattered in one gunshot moment. Aria thought she knew what love meant: sacrifices, patience, blind faith in the man she'd called her fiancé for over a decade. But on Valentine's Day, with a gun pointed in their direction, Liam instinctively shielded his ex, Sophia—while Aria was left bleeding and invisible. "You almost died!" "And he didn't even look at me, Lili. He wrapped his arms around her like I was nothing." Torn between heartbreak and dignity, Aria makes a bold move—marrying Liam's wealthy rival, Aiden Carter, in an impulsive act of revenge. But Aiden is more than a rebound. He's powerful, possessive, and unexpectedly protective—and he plays for keeps. Now caught between a love that failed her, and a man who may demand more than she's ready to give… Aria's heart faces the ultimate reckoning. Will she finally become someone's first choice—or lose herself trying?