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“I’m your mate,” he declared, his voice filled with fervent intent, difficult to grasp amidst the overwhelming pleasure.“Yeah,” I managed to reply, my mind clouded by ecstasy. His presence enveloped me entirely, our bodies now intimately intertwined. My eyes widened as the heat of his manhood grazed the entrance of my folds, anticipation building maddeningly within me. A curse escaped my lips, a desperate plea for him to enter me.Tears welled in the corners of my eyes as I felt my inner walls shatter. It hurt—a searing pain coursing through me.“You’re a virgin,” he stated, his tone certain and unyielding.Cercei's eighteen years of existence were marred by excruciating pain and suffering solely because of her uncanny resemblance to her stepsister Vienna, the Alpha King Remus 's daughter. Cercei found it unbearably cruel that she possessed the same beauty as Vienna, which made Vienna feel insecure, leading her to subject Cercei to relentless torment.Despite the numerous hardships, Cercei received love and care from her parents, and she remained humble. Although their pack Alpha never respected them and treated them as mere servants, her family found happiness. However, everything changed dramatically on her eighteenth birthday when their Alpha ruthlessly killed her father without a valid reason and mercilessly crushed his heart underfoot after digging it out.Enraged and craving revenge, Cercei felt powerless—until she encountered the Alpha King of the North Lucian Red. He is her fated mate, but also Vienna's fiancé. This chance encounter abruptly changed her life, unraveling all the secrets and lies her mother, Emila, had carefully hidden for eighteen years. The revelation shattered Cercei's belief in her perfect family, leaving her to question everything she had ever known in the love triangle. 

ng all the bad act anyone could ever think of,
Pretense happens to be one of the most dangerous, if you think you have seen the most dangerous act in the world then, you are just about to see one that is more dangerous when you read this book.
Mr Daniel happens to be a very rich billionaire who has everything I want in the world, but basically wasn't content with what he has.
She run over 36 companies in different countries around the world, the distance most company he converted them into his,
And then one day, he met one which wasn't easy for him to convert to his.
The CEO was a fearless man who has been into business for a very long time, practically knows every statics of a businessman, and decided not to fall into Mr Danielk's trap.
Daniel still didn't give up, he waited patiently for that day he would finally lay fingers on that company.
The man who owned the company was already getting old and wanted to give his company to someone since he had no child,
And then he remembered his nephew, he said for her and later he found her, after hearing all her stories and how a parent died years ago, did not hesitate before giving her his multi-billionaire company.
She died a few weeks later and she began to manage the company,
Mr Danielk was so happy at this, he decided to use this as a method of getting the company,
but little did he know that the businessman had already taught his nephew everything you know.
What if Mr Danielk uses a strategic means of getting the company such as marriage or love, do you think she would fall into his trap?
And if she doesn't fall into his trap, do you think Mr Daniel would ever give up on the company?
Find all this out in this exciting and interesting book. 
Abigail Renee had entered into a quick, arranged marriage with an ordinary man, but soon after their marriage registration, they ended up leading separate lives.After one year, they unexpectedly ran into each other at work. Although Abigail couldn't quite remember where she knew the CEO of Zane Corporation from, she felt like she had seen him before.It was rumored that Zane Corporation's CEO, who was known for being uninterested in women, had recently gotten married and was now absolutely smitten with his wife. Unbeknownst to Abigail, she was the envied wife of the CEO that everyone was talking about.One night, after a company party, the slightly intoxicated CEO got a little too close to Abigail and murmured into her ear, "Hey, wifey..." 






Three years ago, billionaire Theodore Chambers handed Victoria Ellis divorce papers with cold eyes and colder words—all for the sake of his first love, Isabella Waters.Victoria didn't cry. She didn't beg.She simply signed her name, walked out of that golden cage, and disappeared from the world of the rich.What the world didn't expect…Was for the discarded ex-wife to rise from the ashes—not as a socialite, but as the world's most sought-after reconstructive mortician. Behind every high-profile crime scene and closed casket, she was the one restoring dignity to the dead—and building a name powerful enough to shake law enforcement and the elite alike.Now, at a funeral of all places, their paths cross again.She stands beside another man, radiant, untouchable.He watches in disbelief—his ex-wife, no longer his."You handle corpses every day. Aren't you afraid of bad luck?" he growls, grabbing her wrist.She smiles coldly."In my heart, the grass over your grave has already grown two meters tall."But fate has one final card to play.When Victoria finds Theodore lying in a pool of blood, clutching an old photo of her, everything unravels.Was it too late after all?Or is love just another body she's not willing to reconstruct? 
At 20, Lena Norwood marries Micah Shaw—her father's friend, who is younger than him but older than her.He's eight years her senior and known in their circle as a cold-blooded kingpin. He's ruthless in business and completely uninterested in women… except when it comes to her.With Lena, he's impossibly gentle. She casually compliments a necklace, and the next day, she receives a collection of million-dollar jewels.When her cramps leave her curled up in bed, he drops a billion-dollar deal to personally make her warm soup, feeding it to her spoon by spoon.When desire takes over, he grips her waist, voice hoarse as he whispers, "Baby, you're so sweet, it's addictive."All his social media accounts are named "For Alice". She always thought it was a tribute to the song she played on the piano the day they first met.Until one day... she finds an old photo album tucked away in his study. 





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?" 




Heidi Jonassen's biggest regret in this life is that she's attracted the attention of Maverick Cadwell, a man with a heart of ice.
She has pursued him for three years, leading to them getting married for two years. Heidi initially thinks she has finally warmed him up, but it turns out she's just being delusional.
Her mother-in-law doesn't like her, whereas Maverick remains cold and distant to her. Oh, and apparently, his so-called delicate stepsister, Arabella Cannol, pops up every now and then to show that she still exists.
When Heidi finally witnesses Maverick and Arabella meeting up with each other at a hotel, she finally feels her heart break. But when she takes a pregnancy test, she sees two red lines on it.
Her lips now curled into a sneer, Heidi places a divorce agreement and leaves the house. Just like that, she completely fades away from Maverick's life.
…
When Maverick and Heidi reunite again, the latter is now a hot single mother with a successful career. She has countless admirers flocking around her.
In the downpour, Maverick, previously cold and distant, stops Heidi's car in a pathetic manner. He pleads hoarsely, "Come home with me, Heidi."
The car window is lowered, revealing a cold-looking face that greatly resembles Maverick. The little boy warns in an adorable voice, "You want to woo my mommy, huh? Well, you'll have to go through me first!" 
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. 




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. 
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? 


"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..."
In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm.
Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers.
Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?"
The city explodes with gossip.
Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power—
what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago.
His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat,
to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry.
Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms.
Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan,
down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test.
Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?"
Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears,
then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger.
"Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..."
"Say what?"
He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet." 
On my birthday, Grandpa asks me, Harper Levinson, which man from the Zink family I wish to marry. I choose the fifth and youngest son without hesitation, and the elders are thrown into shock.
After all, everyone in our circle knows that I, the eldest daughter and future heiress to the Levinson Group, am deeply in love with their eldest son, Jonathan Zink. I've always insisted on marrying no one but him.
In my previous life, I did marry Jonathan. However, in our third month, I discovered that he was cheating on me with my illegitimate younger sister, Ruth.
That day, his eyes were filled with tears as he knelt before me. "Please forgive me. It was just an accident, I swear!"
I gave in but, ultimately, Grandpa found out and sent Ruth abroad. Jonathan believed it was all my doing, and from that moment on, he hated me to the bone.
Over the next few years, the elders in the family passed away one after another. We were always beaten to the punch in the market, and our company's confidential files were stolen.
On the very day I found out about my pregnancy, I was killed in a staged car accident.
Now, reborn into this life, I choose to let them fulfill their love instead. What I don't expect is when news of my engagement is announced, he storms into the engagement party and begs me to marry him. 

My husband's little sweetheart is threatening to break up with him again. He’s drowning in misery, drinking so much that he landed in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer. Half dead, he mutters, "She’s the only one who dares to mess with me like this."
Then he grabs my hand and asks, "Honey, you’re a woman too. How do I get her to forgive me this time?"
It’s true. He’s cheated so many times, but this Vivian is the only one he actually cares about.
My phone buzzes—it’s a message from Vivian.
"Mrs. Carter! Please keep your husband in check! As a woman, don’t you have any pride left? Tell him to stop bothering me!"
I let out a sarcastic laugh and, just like always, ignore her.
On Eric’s fifth day in the hospital, he blew up my phone with calls. His mood was a mess as he yelled at me, "I’m in the hospital! Why haven’t you come to see me? Do you even care about your husband at all?"
I stayed calm. "I’m afraid if I show up, you’ll fall for me all over again."
........ 
When I caught my boyfriend of four years in bed with my stepsister, I snapped. After teaching them both a lesson,I drowned my sorrows at a bar,where I met a dead-gorgeous stranger.
One steamy night later...He tried to pay me. Like I was some kind of escort.
"You're the worst I've ever had," I sneered, lying through my teeth. "Practice more before taking clients." Then I fled.
But fate wasn't done with me. That stranger? He's my company's new CEO. Oh, and he's a werewolf. An Alpha werewolf.
I just wanted to keep my head down and avoid him.Then the pregnancy test turned I pregnant.
My Alpha Boss slapped down a marriage contract and demanded I move in with him.
Before moving in, I taunted: "Your skills were worth $150, max."
After living together, he growled: "How's my performance now, wife?"
I, trembling lying oh the bed: "Please... have mercy!"
From one-night disaster to carrying the Alpha's heir, I never expected my life to turn out like this. But one thing's certain,my Alpha Boss is determined to prove he's worth way more than $150 a night... 





The traffic on the highway is at a standstill, and my two-month-old son, Benjamin Wagner, is wailing with hunger.
When I reach for the hypoallergenic formula I'd prepared, I find expired dog food instead. I begin scrambling for the formula, but my husband, Isaac Wagner, stops me.
"I gave the formula to Nancy because her dog's been having stomach issues lately. Just find something else to feed Benjamin for now. Nancy's dog cost 30 thousand dollars, so it deserves the two-thousand-dollar formula. Benjamin is a boy—he needs to learn to tough it out."
I yank my arm free from his grip and hiss, "Benjamin has severe allergies. He's reactive to over 200 substances and needs to drink the hypoallergenic formula. He's only two months old! He can't even handle solid food yet! You took his special formula to feed a dog. Do you want him to starve to death?"
Isaac frowns in annoyance. "Nancy's parents are gone. Rocky is the only family she has left. What's wrong with letting it have a little formula to ease its stomach? You're a mother. How can you be so heartless?"
I'm about to dash out of the car. "Is our son's life worth less than a dog's?"
Isaac slaps me and yells, "Our son will only grow strong if he experiences a little hunger and cold. It won't kill him to miss a few meals." 





"Young lady, whose bastard is that inside you?"
"Don't you know any shame? Is this how I raised you?"
The living room was warm, yet a cold sweat broke out across my back. I stroked my swollen belly, looked at their outraged faces, and suddenly let out a low chuckle.
"You really don't know?"
Father crushed his cigarette butt savagely into the ashtray, sparks flying up before dying. "How would we know what shameful things you've been up to out there?"
"The kidnappers," I said softly, my voice like a snowflake landing on a hot iron plate. "Don't you remember? That year the kidnappers took both me and Liza. They wanted a 500,000 ransom. You only scraped together half, saying 'save the real child first.'"
My parents' faces instantly froze, like the surface of a frozen lake. They even seemed to forget to breathe.
"Later, you took Liza back. The kidnappers kept me for three more months." I touched my belly, fingertips registering a faint flutter of movement inside. "Did you really think I escaped on my own?"
But none of that mattered anymore. Because I was going to die. 



The old saying goes, “You may feel good mistreating your spouse, but trying to win them back will be a laborious task.”Before the divorce, Michael saw Ivanka as a heartless, self-serving woman who would stop at nothing to reach her goals. But after the split, the man who once declared that “falling in love makes you a fool” became the fool himself. “Marry me, honey. I love you,” he pleaded. “Marry me, honey. I’m sorry,” he begged. “Marry me, honey. I’ll make it up to you for the rest of my life,” he promised. Ivanka simply retorted, “Would you please stop following me around? You’re driving me crazy. Are you a dog or what?” To this, Michael replied, “I’m your lapdog, honey. I’ll only bark for you.”Ivanka smirked. As a successful lawyer, renowned physician, and elite hacker, why would she ever consider remarrying this worthless man and becoming his caretaker once again?“I won’t remarry you, you b*stard. Stay away from me,” she declared. 
After Holly Stanwick becomes a judge, the first case on her docket is the divorce between her husband and his childhood sweetheart.When Holly receives the file, she double-checks the cover sheet. "Maeve, is the defendant's information correct? Is his name really Shane Lockwood?"The assistant judge, Maeve Green, smiles. "Ms. Stanwick, that's Shane Lockwood, CEO of Lockwood Corp in Havenport. I might slip up on other files, but not this one!"Maeve pulls out her phone, searches for "Shane Lockwood" on Google, and shoves the brutal truth in front of Holly.The face in the photos matches her husband's exactly. Holly freezes, as if a bucket of ice water has been dumped over her.The court clerk, Stella Kennedy, adds, "That's right, Ms. Stanwick. You're new here, so you might not know. Shane and his childhood sweetheart, Tess Lindell, have been on and off for about eight years. This is the first time it's hit court. The public gallery is fully booked!"Holly nearly loses her footing, and the file slips from her hands onto the desk.Maeve asks curiously, "Ms. Stanwick, do you know Shane?"She knows him all too well. 
The day after Avery Sterling is falsely accused of running over Britney Walker, her husband, Calvin Grant, and their two sons suspend her younger brother above a giant vat of boiling oil, threatening to drop him in alive.Avery panics and rushes forward to save her brother, but the bodyguards block her path and hold her back."Do you admit what you did?" Calvin asks coldly, standing nearby in a sharp, tailored suit. "Will you ever dare hurt Britney again?""I didn't hit her!" Avery cries, struggling against the guards restraining her. "Calvin, please, let Henry go! He's only 18 years old! He just got into Westbridge University!" 
On the brink of a life that seemed too dull to excite her, amidst the chaos of the insurgency that threatened not just her happiness, but the little she had as a world; Maryam Bukar Ibrahim seemed to battle more wars than her 16 years old and autistic brain could handle.
It became too much to bear, too much grief for her heart to take and a commitment her innocent yet frail body could endure. As if that wasn’t enough, destiny found a way of getting her married to a soldier, at the brink of her father’s death and the last words he pronounced were of her becoming Mrs. Na’im Bolori.
For Captain Na’im Bolori, marriage was the last thing he thought for his life. He was the prince of the Kingdom of Maiduguri and suffering from an unmentioned illness broke more of his engagements than he cared to count. Being a soldier was his lifetime dream, yet rescuing a dying father only to get him married to his weird and two colored eyes daughter was something he had never imagined.
He took her home not because he wanted, not because he was ever going to accept the so called marriage, between, she was only 16 years old! But destiny decided to play with his heart and test how capable he was of controlling himself and protecting the ones he loved. As said, When A Soldier Loves...He Kills To Protect. 