Yeah, no question now. My bastard boyfriend dragged me out here for a vacation, and while I'm out grabbing beer, he's banging some chick on our bed. I can hear everything—rhythmic skin slapping against skin, her over-the-top moans that sound more like a dying animal than passion, and—oh, fuck me—the worst part? The grating sound of what's gotta be her teeth scraping against peni... well, you know. Lorenzo's voice drips with lust, "Ever since I hit you up on that app last month, Lily, I've been hooked. Those bra pics you sent? They set me on fire. You're always teasing, never showing the whole thing. I can't even see your nipples..." My heart sinks straight to the fucking floor. That app. The one I saw pop up on his phone last month. The one he swore was just "an old account" he forgot to delete. Bullshit. My brain reels. 'So this is why Lorenzo picked this miserable town for a getaway,' I think, a sick realization dawning. His skanky online hookup with probable STDs lives here. 'Never thought talking shit about me could be foreplay for a couple.' I raise my fist and slam it against the door, hard enough that splinters of damp wood scatter onto the ratty carpet. "Honey, I'm home!" I call out.
“Mates!” Olivia’s voice rang in my head, then fell silent, as if stunned by the memories she’d glimpsed. No! No! No! This couldn’t be real. It had to be a nightmare. They couldn’t be my mates... I can’t believe it... Mated to My Twin Stepbrothers? As the daughter of the Alpha’s mistress, Maya has always been an outcast, scorned by the Blackthorn Pack and tormented by her stepbrothers. Maximus and Leonardo Sterling—the infamous Sterling Twins—were future Alphas with one cruel goal: to make Maya’s life unbearable. On her eighteenth birthday, fate delivered a devastating blow—they were her fated mates. That night, they shattered her innocence, marking her against her will to avenge her mother’s sins. The Sterling Twins were masters of cruelty, their thirst for vengeance boundless. Yet Maya’s heart battles the searing pull of the mate bond, torn between hatred and forbidden desire. When she discovers she’s pregnant by the brothers who destroyed her, she rejects them and flees, vowing to protect her unborn child. Years later, the twin Alphas hunt her once more—not just for her, but for their son, the heir they demand for their pack. Can Maya defy the fated bond and safeguard her child, or will the twins’ relentless pursuit claim them both in this second chance? Note: Rosie Meachem is the co-author of the story, updating from Chapter 102.
I gave him three years of silent devotion behind a mask I never wanted to wear. I made a wager for our bond—he paid me off like a mistress. "Chloe's back," Zane said coldly. "It's over." I laughed, poured wine on his face, and walked away from the only love I'd ever known. "What now?" my best friend asked. I smiled. "The real me returns." But fate wasn't finished yet. That same night, Caesar Conrad—the Alpha every wolf feared—opened his car door and whispered, "Get in." Our gazes collided. The bond awakened. No games. No pretending. Just raw, unstoppable power. "Don't regret this," he warned, lips brushing mine. But I didn't. Because the mate I'd been chasing never saw me. And the one who did? He's ready to burn the world for me.
In her past life, FL loved ML obsessively, only to meet a tragic end. After rebirth, she learns she is the villainess in a novel. Resolving to stay far away from the yandere ML, she has no idea he can read her mind. “I love you, so I’ll set you free,” she says tenderly. ML is moved—until he hears her inner voice: “Break off the engagement fast! Don’t stop me from finding cute guys!” One day, a drunk ML pins her against the wall, eyes red and vulnerable. “Don’t leave me… I’m sorry.”
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
What began as a reckless night of passion turned into a shocking revelation the next morning: the man she’d been with was not only her ex-boyfriend’s cousin but also her new superior at work. She tried to distance herself, yet every attempt only pulled her closer to him. Finally, he warned her coldly, “What you’re doing is dangerous.” But the greatest hunters often appear as prey. She thought it was all a coincidence, unaware that from the very start, this man had been scheming for her, step by step. “Now,” he murmured, “the game officially begins.”
