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The famous Gregory Sutton of Bircanda City is married! The thing is, not only is his wife ugly and fat, but she's also a country bumpkin!
Two years later, Gregory is still cold and distant toward her. He doesn't want to have anything to do with her at all.
However, Veronica Walsh keeps holding onto the marriage simply because she loves him. After all, he was the beacon of light in the darkest times of her teenage life.
When Gregory's first love, Camelia Sandoval, returns to the country, Gregory forces Veronica to donate blood to Camelia. After the transfusion, he even leaves her with a divorce agreement.
That's when Camelia finally gives up on Gregory. She also snaps out of her lovesick trance and drops her signature on the divorce agreement. After that, she leaves the country and starts her life anew.
Three years later, the ugly and fat bumpkin makes a glorious return to Bircanda City.
Apparently, she's the internationally-renowned top surgeon who everyone admires. The best hacker in the world worships her. The award-winning actor refers to her as his boss. She even has a royal princess backing her up when needed. All the patriarchs of the most elite families in the world rush forth just to claim her as their goddaughter.
Needless to say, Veronica shines bright like a diamond and has countless admirers flocking to her. Naturally, Gregory, that scumbag of an ex-husband, regrets divorcing him.
In the middle of the night, a certain noble-looking and arrogant man pins Veronica against the wall. He begs pathetically, "Veronica, let's get remarried. Please." 
Olivia had lived in pain for most of her life. Because of her unusually large body, people spat at her wherever she went, tripped her in front of hallway lockers, humiliated her openly.
The only light in her life was the man she had secretly loved.
He was the golden boy of campus, never short of girls to dance with. They had a one-night stand—but later, at a fraternity gathering, he mocked her, laughing about how she smelled disgusting.
The past has a way of resurfacing when you least expect it.
Olivia Evans thought she had left her painful past behind. Once known as Emma Cooper, the fat girl constantly humiliated by her classmates, she buried those memories along with her old identity. Changing her name and transforming her life, Olivia became someone far from the girl who once carried qthe weight of ridicule. But when she walks into a clinic with her daughter and comes face-to-face with Noah Ezekiel Morgan, the man who once shattered her heart, everything she tried to forget comes rushing back.
Now, with her daughter’s life hanging in the balance and a high school reunion she never planned to attend, Olivia is forced to confront the man who hurt her deeply. Will she keep her true identity a secret, or will the emotions she’s kept buried for so long rise to the surface?
The weight of the past may be harder to carry than she ever imagined. 
"""Yes, I know we have divorced. But you're still my woman! You're pregnant with my child! Mine! You have to come back to me!""-My name is Louisa Torrington.Despite being an orphan, I have always wanted to get married to Mr. Right.When I was 22 years old, I was forced to get married to the most intimidating mafia boss, Lucas Farrow, in town.On our wedding day, he took my virginity and told me that he would never love me.It turned out that I was only his substitute lover.He also told me that he needed my bone marrow to save his precious Jessica.No. Lucas Farrow wasn't my Mr. Right.Everything about him was wrong for me.And that's why I had to end our marriage and run away from him.As the mystery of my biological father unrolled, I turned out to be the only heir to a multi-billionaire, Frank Sawyer.His adopted sons formed a private elite army pledged their loyalty to me and swore to protect me from danger.But the real danger seemed to be hidden among them.That was when I met my Mr. Right, Darren Thornton, the CEO of the world's top-listed company.And that was when I found out I was pregnant with Lucas' child.What makes the whole thing more complicated is the fact that Mr. Wrong and Mr. Right hated each other.I have absolutely no fucking idea what I'm supposed to do.But one thing I do know is that -When you're surrounded by dangers, love always prevails." 
I yelped, squirming, but quickly stilled myself, knowing one wrong move in this position and I’d fall. And London sure wasn’t going to catch me. The glint in his eyes made that clear. Trapped, I was at his mercy, taking whatever he dished out without writhing.His head peeked up from between my legs, squinting as he hoarsely said, “Oh, and one more thing… not a single sound from you, and don't touch me. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”What? He couldn’t expect me to just shut my eyes and keep it in. Hell, soft moans were already escaping my lips from his previous kisses.“What?” I asked, bewildered.“Meaning, you're not allowed to make any sound, and you're not allowed to touch me, including tugging on my hair; you’d give me a headache,” he huskily said, licking my inner thighs again, inching closer to my wetness.“Or else?” I dared to ask.He gave me a devilish smile before chuckling, “You're free to find out, no?”*************** London was once a devoted Gamma, but fate has given him a second life as the Alpha and Lycan King, haunted by a deep-seated hatred for women and the mate bond. Unable to recall his past life, he now faces a new destiny intertwined with a woman who lost everything in one tragic night. When he rejects her, he risks losing all he's ever desired. His mate hides a crucial secret, and despite his indifference, this secret might just turn his world upside down. 
On the day of Stanley Frey and Tessa Hill's wedding anniversary, Tessa's present arrives as a phone call from the police."Hello, is this Mrs. Frey? This is the Nasterdam Police Department. There's been a report that your husband, Stanley Frey, has held a young woman against her will. We need you to come down and assist with our investigation."Tessa's heart sinks, her fingers instantly turning cold.With a vague idea of what this is about, she grabs a scarf and heads out the door.In the brightly lit police station, Tessa instantly spots the young woman who is surrounded by people.With a pout and clear annoyance on her face, the young woman snaps, "What's wrong with you people? Why haven't you arrested him yet? He locked me up in that presidential suite for seven days straight! I couldn't even get out of bed because of him! If that's not false imprisonment, then what is?" 
To save Rowan Sinclair, heir to the capital city of Westhaven, Ava Hartley throws herself off a cliff and loses her memory.
Everyone believes she is dead, except Rowan, who keeps searching for her.
Three years later, when Ava finally returns, she finds a woman at Rowan's side who looks almost identical to her.
For that woman, Rowan repeatedly casts Ava aside. He forces her to undergo humiliating exams to prove her innocence. He even threatens her family's safety to pressure her into ending a pregnancy that never existed.
When the two of them are kidnapped together, Rowan still chooses the other woman.
"Ava," he says, "Lia isn't like you. She's fragile. You fell off a cliff and survived three years. You can wait for me."
Ava exhales, finally understanding, and steps back over the edge of the cliff.
Her years of amnesia have given her new goals, and returning to Rowan was only a final gesture toward an old attachment. Now, for the first time, Ava can let him go completely. 
On the day of her stepsister's marriage registration, Marissa Eagan is dragged along to be a witness. She stands in the cold, waiting, her vision still adjusting after a recent recovery from blindness, only to witness a scene she wishes she hadn't seen.Her stepsister, Roxanne, walks in arm-in-arm with Joshua Colman, her husband of five years.Marissa's world comes crashing down. For a moment, she thinks her eyes are playing tricks on her. Then, the staff member at the city hall hands over a marriage certificate to the couple with a bright smile. "Congratulations on becoming husband and wife."If Joshua is listed as the spouse on Roxanne's marriage certificate, who exactly is the man on Marissa's marriage certificate? 
Winona Nander is known in her circle for her untamed, radiant charm. She watches lions bare their teeth on the Alencan savannah, dances till dawn in the underground clubs of Bolund, and switches boyfriends every few days. There is hardly a reckless thing she hasn't done. But fate has its own plans. She is being arranged to marry Caleb Solt, the most disciplined and proper gentleman in their circle. At their first meeting, Winona deliberately shows up five hours late, intending to put him in his place. But her father's men drag her straight out of a bar and send her to the exclusive teahouse. When she arrives, Caleb is seated by the window, quietly sipping tea. The afternoon light filters through the lattice, tracing soft shadows across his refined profile. He sits with calm grace, as if he has been waiting not for five hours, but for only five minutes. 
When Beryl was heartbroken finding her boyfriend cheating on her with her step-mum,The triplet billionaires appeared, claiming to be her mates. They fall for her, hard. She slept with one of them. But she doesn’t know whom. Worse, she’s pregnant. She: Who’s my baby’s father?!----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Already heartbroken when her father died, Beryl was devastated when she found her boyfriend f*ucking her step-mum at the parking lot of the funeral. What’s more shocking was the billionaire Armand Lupine’s sudden appearance and his hot triplets claiming to be her mate. And what is mate anyway? Forced to live with Armand and the triplets, Beryl uncovered the realm of the werewolf's world. Though Armand cherishes her, the triplets, star hockey player Nicholas, world-famous painter Brian and rock star Cheney always took every opportunity to make fun of her. Are they really Beryl’s mates? With them around, can Beryl return to the ordinary human life as she wished? 
I, Wendy Larson, and my husband, Howard Anderson, have been happily married for ten years.The only flaw in our almost perfect marriage is his azoospermia—the absence of sperm in semen. Because of that, we're unable to have a child of our own.On the day of our tenth anniversary, Celeste Quinn, our housekeeper, suddenly claims that she's pregnant with my husband's child. I figure she's cracking a sick joke, but much to my surprise, she hands me a paternity test report two days later. The result is undeniable—the child belongs to Howard.With that, Celeste decides to take us to court.On the day of the hearing, she puts on a full pity act in front of the courthouse, spinning tales of how my husband violated her. She even claims we're a depraved couple who lock her in the house to be used solely for breeding.Having no way to defend ourselves, we're branded as monsters by the public, destined for the hall of shame.The university fires my husband, and his reputation is in tatters. I get fired by my company on the same day too.Eventually, the pressure breaks my husband's spirit, and he ends up taking his own life while in prison.As for me, I turn into public enemy number one, the butt of all jokes and vitriol on the internet. Driven to insanity, I walk into traffic and die in a horrific accident.Even in death, I can't figure out how Celeste got pregnant with my infertile husband's child.Somehow, I open my eyes, and I'm once again among the living. I've returned to the day before Celeste claims to be pregnant… 
In my previous life, at Gavin Hart's birthday party, his so-called best friend, Vanessa Troy, bragged that she knew every size he'd ever been over the years.I slapped her right across the face in front of everyone, broke down in tears, and ran out of the house. Later on, a car hit me, and that was the end of my story.After I died, Gavin lost his mind. He made sure Vanessa paid for it too, trapped between his guilt and obsession until neither of them could live in peace.Meanwhile, I cried my soul out every day in the Court of the Underworld, begging for justice. Why did I have to be the one torn apart by love and pain?The Lord of Souls then took pity on me."Earn a hundred points of heartbreak," he said, "and I'll give you another chance."When I open my eyes, I'm back at the same birthday party, my arm linked through my best friend, Samuel Reed's.He casually announces my exact measurements in front of everyone. "I just measured you. Still the same as in high school."I give him a playful glare, pretending to be annoyed."Shut up. With hands that slow, you're nothing compared to my husband."Across the room, Gavin smashes his glass. His face darkens as he points at Samuel. "Clara Whitlock, what the hell do you mean by that?"The reaper assigned to watch me whispers in my ear, "You're here to collect heartbreak points, not to get yourself killed."Before he even finishes, my heartbreak meter jumps by five points. 
In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all.But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere." You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted.Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked.I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent? 
“Do you know how many nights I’ve thought about those? How I imagined sliding your dress up and seeing you in them… in my room, or my office… gagged so you wouldn’t scream my name?”
“Say the word, Renata,” he whispered, voice rough. “And I’ll have you right here… where anyone could knock. Where you could get caught with your husband’s father’s cock inside you.”
She gasped.
But she didn’t say no.
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One reckless night. A stranger’s touch. Her ruin.
The night before her wedding, Renata surrendered to a man whose name she didn’t know… A man who made her tremble, moan, and beg for more in the shadows.
The next morning, he was at the wedding hall too…Watching her walk down the aisle to his son.
Domingo Serrano.
Powerful. Predatory. Possessive.
And he’s not done with her.
He wants her again. And again.
Once a week. No excuses. No escape.
But Renata isn’t just drowning in lust and shame.
She’s chasing answers. Her parents were murdered under the guise of an auto accident. The killer is hiding behind the walls of the Hidalgo empire.
Santiago, her charming husband, has secrets.
Lady Constanza, his mother, wears lies like pearls.
And Domingo? He’s the darkest of them all.
Now Renata’s playing with fire, and carrying a secret that could burn everyone:
She’s pregnant.
And she doesn’t know if the father is her husband… or his father. 
After her miscarriage, Sabrina Frye turns into the wife Nester Blackwell has always demanded.
She stops sharing the small joys of her day and the frantic, late-night calls when he doesn't come home.
Even when she is framed in a street scam and taken to the police station, the officers tell her she can leave if a family member posts bail, but she tells them that she has no family.
She calmly spends the next seven days in a cold cell.
A week later, the heavy iron gates of the station open with a metallic clang at dusk. As Sabrina steps down the stairs, a black Maybach screeches to a halt in front of her.
The door swings open, and Nester steps out. Dressed in a tailored suit, he's tall, with near-perfect body proportions. Like always, he looks cold and untouchable. 
She has no wolf. He is her fated mate. But you can't run from fate.
Katya has always been different. Born to a Beta father and a legendary warrior mother, she was meant to be strong, powerful—a future leader. Instead, she has nothing. No wolf. No connection to the Moon Goddess. No place in her pack.
On the night of her 18th birthday, everything shatters. Her family is disgraced, their titles stripped, and they are forced into exile. Seeking refuge in the Black Creek Pack, Katya tries to start over, to prove her worth even if it means hiding the one thing that could destroy her.
However, Katya finds keeping her secret harder than she thought when the Alpha shows a keen interest in her. She is forced to move into the packhouse. With nowhere to hide, she is forced to take extreme measures to keep him from discovering she has no wolf.
But then fate intervenes.
Ezra is her mate.
Katya never wanted a mate. Not when she has spent her entire life being told she is not enough. And Ezra cannot understand how the Moon Goddess would pair him with a wolf-less mate.
Now, Katya and Ezra must decide—fight fate or embrace it.
Because love may be the most powerful magic of all. 
***This story has a lot of steamy scenes that are not suitable for minors.***A hundred years after the war where werewolves lost against humans, Kaiya finds herself imprisoned in an island park where they are hunted on a weekly basis for human’s entertainment. However, when the ownership of the island park changes, she finds her mate, who is a newly crowned King.*************************************“You are the first freed werewolf, does not mean that you will be the last.”“Is that why you freed me? To set an example?”“No. I freed you because you will be my woman.”My breathing stops. The way he puts a claim on me makes me want to claim him too.“Ah! Don’t worry about answering me now. I will give you time to consider me.”I look at the table and entwine my fingers together. I take a deep breath and look back at him. “I want that too,” I whisper. “I want to become your woman too.”I answer the surprise on his face by flushing scarlet. Then, he looks away and I can see a blush creeping on his face too. “So, starting now, are we together?” he asks.“Before that, we need to do a promise.”“A promise?”I take his hand to mine and say, “You are my mate, whom I promise to love and cherish forever, until the gods and fate separate us.”He squeezes my hand and answers, “You are my mate, whom I promise to love and cherish forever, even if the gods and fate may try to separate us.” 
Ethan Cooper is the youngest director in Fernwick. He looks cold and distant all the time, and he's very decisive whenever he acts. Everyone knows him as a fair and just man who cannot tolerate the slightest wrongdoing.
In order to stay by his side, Iris Whitman personally tears the admission letter to the prestigious Vantrel University during her senior high school year. Instead, she fills in the name of the law school Ethan is studying at.
After graduating from university, Iris uses all of her connections just to join the FBI field office where Ethan works.
In Iris' first year, the field office decides to distribute dangerous missions by having everyone draw lots for the very first time.
There are two sticks, with one long and the other short. Whoever gets the short stick will have to take on the mission.
Iris gets the short stick. So, Ethan dispatches her to infiltrate a cross-border human-trafficking organization as a spy.
In Iris' fourth year, everyone has to draw lots again. With trembling fingers, Iris draws the short stick once again. Her mission is to arrest drug dealers overseas.
In Iris' sixth year, the lot-drawing session greets her once again like an unshakable curse. As she stares at the familiar short stick lying in her palm, she lets out a chuckle all of a sudden.
This time, Ethan intends to dispatch her to Averlain to investigate a major corruption case.
Iris has drawn the short stick three times in six years. All she gets in return is countless scars on her body, the destruction of her family, as well as betrayal. 
The moment my biological brother shot me through the skull, I felt no hatred—only utter absurdity. He killed me not because I betrayed our family, but because his most cherished possession—the adopted sister Bianca, our family's “holy maiden”—had become “allergic” to my words. She was born with a divine gift: any lie caused her excruciating pain, hives, and shock. And I, the newly found and accepted biological daughter, triggered her most violent reactions with every breath, every defense. My every sincere word became her weapon to prove my “innate evil”; My desperate struggle to survive only solidified my reputation as an irredeemable “liar.” Truly, this was the cruelest joke God could have played. So when the gunshot rang out beside my ear, I felt no surprise. But when I opened my eyes, I found myself back on the very first day I was reclaimed by the family. This time, I knew the rules of the game. 
The day Sylvie Clarke dies is a bitter, frozen winter day. On that day, she learns she's nothing more than a story's vicious supporting role.In the final moments of her short 26 years, her life flickers before her eyes like an old film reel.At 7, she meets Soren Parker for the first time and instantly falls for him. He's handsome and graceful.At 15, she trails behind him like a shadow, full of hope, but his gaze always remains indifferent.At 18, the Parker family goes bankrupt. Soren's parents jump from a rooftop, leaving him burdened with crushing debt, and the once-untouchable golden boy crashes from his pedestal into ruin. 
On their fifth anniversary, Gemma Hodge brings Theodore Barre home to meet her parents. But what he gives her is no ordinary gift.First, he ties her father to a chair and, right in front of the helpless man, rips Gemma's clothes off.Then, he leaves the door wide open, letting her frail, confused mother—lost to Alzheimer's—run straight into the storm.Rain lashes down as her mother stumbles into the street. The screech of a truck's brakes comes too late.Her father, still bound, watches helplessly as his wife's body crumples beneath the wheels. Then, powerless, he sees Gemma violated right before his eyes.Something inside him snaps. With a roar, he breaks free and leaps from the 23rd floor. His blood splashes into a sizzling oil pan at the food stall below. 
My critically ill mother tells me her dying wish is to see me marry. After begging my boyfriend, Gerald Chulp, for 27 days, he finally agrees to marry me.I wait at city hall, but even when business hours end, he still doesn't show up.The same day, Gerald's childhood best friend, Sheryl Snowden, posts their marriage certificate on social media. "Time flies. Just three more days until our one-month anniversary!"Seeing that, I realize Gerald had already taken his childhood best friend to city hall and gotten their marriage certificate on the very first day I begged him to marry me. Just then, I receive an apology message from Gerald. "Harriet, Sheryl's family was forcing her to get married. I couldn't just watch her marry some stranger and end up in a bad situation. Just three more days and we'll get divorced. Three days later, I'll marry you."Three days later, when Gerald shows up at city hall in a suit and tie, all he receives is a message from me."Goodbye, Gerald. Forever." 
The most helpless thing in Aria's life was that Grayson had always been ignoring her during the six years of their marriage.And Grayson's greatest chagrin in his life was that Aria had finally become disillusioned with him after he had been her husband for six years."Grayson, let's end it...""Aria, do you know that? I regretted that I didn't screw you to death in bed!"Six years of marriage finally ended up with divorce.Grayson was the president of the famous Harris Group in Z City and a golden bachelor that countless women dreamed of.He fell in love with her after only taking a look at her, who was as pretty as a picture in a white dress.However, a marriage of interest exhausted all his love for her.He gave her tit for tat at every turn to watch her suffer.Aria could not remember when she had fallen in love with Grayson. She vaguely remembered the teenager had smiled faintly under the sunlight on the street one afternoon, like a warm spring breeze blowing into her heart.Three years after the divorce, they met again, but in an awkward way.He had Zoe with a bright smile in his arms.While she nestled against Lucas's shoulder with a light smile.For the first time, he was just about to provoke her when she pre-empted him, "It's been a long time. This is my fiancé, Lucas. Our wedding is on the 12th of next month."Wedding? At these words, he thought in his heart that there was no way she could get married! 
Rogue！Murder！Lunatic！ He's trying to kill our Alpha and Luna！They said. Cursed by the moon goddess, I say! Until I met my mate... --------------- Mate! Lucas cackled, high and insane in his mind. Our mate!! Daphne shrieked as the wolf leaped at her and tackled her to the ground. She stared up at the wolf looming over her, frozen in terror. She hissed at the pain in her neck as he removed its paw from her throat and stepped back just a bit. He growled, low and almost tender, “Mate.” Oh goddess, he was looking for his mate? He was going to kill her. “P-Please don’t k-kill me…” She pleaded, “P-Please, I…” The wolf flinched and trembled, “No. No. I wouldn’t-- Never-- I’m sorry…” Daphne wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden change in tone and demeanor. He took half a step back. “Are you hurt? Lemme see your wounds” Daphne asked worriedly. “Aren’t you… Aren’t you afraid of me?” She shrugged, “Not so long as your paws stay off my neck.” His face heated and his stomach clenched nervously. Even Lucas seemed anxious about it. “I’m sorry. I-I’m really sorry. I-I thought you were an enemy. I didn’t-- I 
“You shouldn’t be here, you're the Alpha King and Liam's uncle.” I managed to say, trying to resist his touch.He chuckled deeply, “You forgot one more thing” he said simply, brushing his thumb over my lower lips.“What is that?” I whispered almost inaudibly.“I'm also your mate.” He murmured, leaning towards me.“What do you want from me?” I asked, feeling so confused.“Isn't it obvious?” He asked with a smirk, “I want you.”..Aria is heartbroken, when her fated mate, the Alpha's son, betrays and brutally rejects her.Seeking for temporary comfort, she finds herself in the arms of a mysterious stranger who offers her the comfort she desperately craves that night, under the influence of a sexual stimulant and she flees the next morning.To her shock, she discovers her passionate night was spent with her ex-mate's uncle, the Alpha King, Alpha Knox Blackwood, who is also her second chance mate.Knox however is not willing to let her go. He has had a taste, and wants her for himself.Knox offers her a second chance — an opportunity to leave her past as an omega behind, and she quickly accepts.However, there are so many people not happy about this, and Knox has a dark secret. What happens when their dark pasts rise up to haunt them? 
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