Dannette DeWeese

"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?"

Blair comes home to find her fiancé in bed with her cousin Laura. She is determined not to let it destroy her. She is a strong capable woman. What she hadn’t planned on was drinking too much then sleeping with her boss. Roman shows her things she had never experienced before. Didn't even know she would enjoy. The next morning in the cold light of day and sober, Blair wants to pull away and call it a one-night stand. Roman has other ideas. He just doesn't want her for one night he wants her period.

After suffering amnesia from her injuries, Elara V. Rossi was saved by Leo Hawk. Grateful and infatuated, she shamelessly pursued him relentlessly until they eventually married. Yet, throughout their two-year marriage, she was nothing but humble, clingy, and seemingly worthless "Ella" in his eyes, receiving only his indifference and disdain. "You? Love me? You’re not worthy." His words cut through her last hope like an icy blade. When her memories returned, Elara signed the divorce papers without hesitation and walked away, vanishing completely from the gilded cage he had built for her. Leo Hawk thought he had finally rid himself of a nuisance—only to soon discover that the woman he once discarded like trash was now taking the upper echelons of Western society by storm. Ancient Italian Mafia families regarded her as their godmother, obeying her every command; Wall Street tycoons went mad for her, dubbing her the "Midas Touch"; At top medical forums, she was the legendary "Dr. Rossi," revered by all; Even the British royal family and the FBI owed her debts they could never repay... "Mr. Hawk, Madame—" "Has she finally agreed to see me?" A flicker of hope ignited in Leo’s eyes." "No... The Saudi prince, the Silicon Valley prodigy, and the Russian arms magnate have just arrived. They’ve announced their intentions to propose to Ms. Rossi!" Leo Hawk finally panicked. Crushing his cigar, he dialed her long-abandoned number: "Elara, let’s remarry..." On the other end, the woman let out a light chuckle, her voice cold yet mesmerizing: "Remarry? Mr. Hawk, I’m afraid it is you—who is not worthy."

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."

Taylor's marriage to her billionaire husband, Xander Watson falls into pieces when she couldn't take his negligence towards her anymore. A messy divorce and a trip to Cuba, only to find out she was pregnant—With Twins. Find out what happens in this exhilarating novel *** ‘What is the meaning of this Taylor?' He grunted under his breath. It hurt. The way he no longer called her ,‘Love' or ‘Babe' or even ‘Sweetheart', just plain old Taylor, ‘I want a divorce'. She demanded. ‘What?!'. ‘I want a divorce Xander', she took off her glasses and he was taken aback by how puffy looking they were, ‘I don't want—' ‘Have you been crying?'. He cut her off. Unbelievable, she scoffed loudly, ‘Of course I have been crying Xander but why do you care anyway? you're too stuck up in your work to care about my d*mn feelings!!'.

"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. F*ck 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.