Betrayal

"In my defence, I thought he was someone else. In my further defence, have you met Reid Callahan?" Willow's boyfriend Mark cancels on our anniversary… again and calls her deadwood in bed over the phone in earshot of others. Now she has something to prove. So, she let herself into his apartment. Dark room, no lights, she strips naked crawls over his naked body whispering “Hello Lover” She will show him that she isn’t deadwood and earn some dignity back. Let just say the earth moved. By morning she’s had the best s*x of her life but with the wrong brother. It was Mark's brother. Reid Callahan. Her boss's boss. Now how did her manage this. She had just cheated on her boyfriend with her CEO and it had been frigging unbelievable. She knew what he looked like naked how was going to look at him again without picturing him naked!

She was never supposed to survive the tournament. She definitely wasn’t supposed to walk out of it with two kings standing beside her. And nobody was prepared for what happened when the girl they had spent years treating like she was nothing finally stopped hiding. Two kings. One impossible bond. A tournament filled with enemies. A secret bloodline everyone thought was extinct. And a girl who has absolutely no intention of behaving like the queen everyone expects her to become. She can fight. She can see things no one else can. She can make two kings lose their minds with one sarcastic comment. And apparently… she can turn a perfectly respectable royal celebration into a full-blown clown show. But tomorrow is coming. And whatever Traci saw in those flashes is coming with it. The kingdom thinks they know who she is. They have no idea. The question isn’t whether the Last White Wolf will rise. It’s what happens when she does. The Rise of the Last White Wolf You think you know the story. You don’t. Open the book. Find out why everyone is about to learn exactly who Traci really is.

"Brad... oh..." Ada's shrill voice begged between breathy moans. The banging of the headboard against the wall intensified as Ann froze. No... it couldn't be! She took a deep breath and nudged the door a little more. Her chest felt like it would explode as she held her breath whilst the crack widened. When it revealed her sister lying underneath Ann's husband-to-be, her hands flew to her mouth to stifle the gasp of horror as her heart shattered instantly. As Brad roared his release inside her sister, Ada turned her head towards the door with a smirk. An icy chill descended over Ann as if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over her and she stood and stared, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open in disbelief. Ada lifted her hand and waved in Ada's direction with a smug smile plastered on her face as Brad collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck tenderly. Is there anything you can do if your mate cheats on you with your sister?

She's a young nun. He's the devil. King of Rome's underworld. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But they did. Late one night, Sister Lucia witnesses a brutal murder outside her convent and catches the eye of the ruthless mafia boss behind it: Lorenzo Valente. He expected fear. She gave him fire. Now, he can't stop watching her. Wanting her. She should be off-limits. Holy. Untouchable. A woman of God. But he's ready to break every rule to have her. Her vow or his empire— one must FALL! Because this isn't just a story about love, it's about obsession, power, and what happens when sin tastes like salvation.

"""Sign it. Save her, and I'll give you anything."" For four years, I was Damian Wright's ""invisible wife"". While I played the pauper, he poured his soul into his dying first love. Desperate, he blindly signed a stack of papers to buy the ""Gifted Doctor's"" time. He didn't read the fine print. Buried inside was our Divorce Decree. ""Congratulations, Damian,"" I said, stripping off my surgical mask to reveal the wife he never truly knew. ""You're free."" The submissive Amelia is dead. The legendary ""Ghost Surgeon""? That's me. The blindfolded racing queen ""Raven""? Also me. The shadow behind the global intelligence network? Still me. I was ready to vanish, but Lucas Sullivan—the titan who makes the Wrights look like peasants—blocked my path. When Damian tried to reclaim me, Lucas didn't just stop him; he brought an empire to its knees. ""They don't deserve to look at you,"" Lucas whispered, his touch a lethal mix of protection and obsession. ""But if you crave the world, Amelia, I'll burn it down just to hear you say my name."""

He divorced me on live television. In front of eleven million people, my husband of six years announced our marriage was over — then introduced the woman he'd chosen instead. I sat in Row D, seat twelve, exactly where he'd placed me. I walked out without a word. That night, I met Callum Voss. Cold. Ruthless. The one man my ex-husband feared more than any other. He'd watched the broadcast. He knew who I was. And he had a proposition: marry him — that same night — and help him dismantle everything Derek Cole had built. I should have said no. Then I found my late father's files. Evidence that my marriage had never been what I believed. That the man I loved had used my family's name, buried a woman's career to protect his own, and planned my public humiliation weeks in advance. So I signed the contract. Twelve months. Two signatures. A divorce met with revenge. Callum and I had rules — no feelings, no complications, nothing real. But somewhere between the strategy sessions and the silences, the rules stopped holding. Now the contract is expired. Derek's world has collapsed. And Callum is standing in front of me with nothing to offer except the one thing neither of us planned for. This is not the story of how I survived my divorce. It is the story of what I became because of it.

Naomi Reyes knows one thing for certain, people like her do not belong in the world of men like Julian Castillo. He is cold, untouchable, and dangerously powerful. She is struggling.... trying to survive another day. Becoming the live-in maid of his mansion was supposed to be simple. Temporary. So was the attraction. But somewhere between late nights, stolen kisses, and a relationship that was never meant to mean anything, Naomi and Julian become addicted to each other in ways neither of them can control.

Luna never asked to be special. All she wanted was to play hockey, escape her brutal past, and finally belong. But under the bright lights of Backwood University’s rink, she learns the truth: she isn’t human—she’s a rare Alpha-born Omega werewolf with a power that makes her both a prize… and a target. And worse? Her fated mates are none other than the Timber Wolves’ three star players—Alexander, Dominic, and Liam. They’re fast. They’re ruthless. They’re heartbreakers in skates who rejected her when she needed them most. Their betrayal nearly destroyed her—until a rival team offered her a chance to rise from the ashes. Now Luna is stronger, faster, and deadlier than ever, and the boys who once broke her heart are about to realize one thing… You can’t bench the girl destined to change the game. On the ice, it’s play hard. Off the ice, it’s love harder. And for Luna, survival means conquering both.

She built her life with both hands, a devoted mother, a loyal wife, a Beta who asked for nothing except to be enough. She was never going to be enough for them. It starts small. A gift for her son. A school recommendation from a woman who has been Luna for thirty days. A husband who smiles and says Luna knows best… like those three words are a door closing quietly in her face. But Seraphina has always trusted her instincts. And her instincts are screaming. The deeper she looks, the colder the truth becomes. Valeria, the Alpha’s new wife, has not stumbled into Seraphina’s life by accident. She has been circling it for years. Watching from the edges of photographs. Waiting. And she has been waiting for one thing in particular. When the lies finally surface, in the dark, in whispered voices, in a single sentence that collapses seven years of Seraphina’s life in under three seconds, she realizes she was never just losing her husband. She was losing her son. Now the most dangerous man in the pack—Alaric—has his hand over her mouth and his voice at her ear. And the wolves are already at the door

After the mysterious death of her parents, Portia Esmeralda is bullied into a contract marriage by her two elder brothers who once loved her. But things start going pretty downhill when on her wedding day, the groom is nowhere to be seen and the guests are all killed. As well as her evil brothers. In order to end what would become a generational feud, and save her cousin brother, Portia agrees to marry Callahan Scarfoni - the monster who ruined her day and killed her terrible brothers. Callahan is a man scarred by his past and thirsty for revenge. His sole plan? Finish off the Esmeralda family till no one is left. Just like how they didn't spare his many years ago. But there's just one Esmeralda he just couldn't hurt, no matter what. Portia. She's his to tame. She's his possession, to own and protect.