At a gathering, someone asked my fiancé, “If she weren’t here, would you get back with your ex?” After a brief silence, he answered, “Yes.” All eyes turned to me, waiting for a scene. Instead, I smiled—and started clapping. “If you can’t let her go, I’ll step aside,” I said lightly. Then I canceled the engagement and walked away without looking back. He thought I was just being dramatic. Certain I loved him too much to ever leave, certain I would never give up being his wife. But this time, I didn’t come back. Later, at my wedding— to his cold, untouchable lawyer uncle— he showed up like a madman, eyes bloodshot. “Come with me. Let’s run away.” Before I could speak, a hand pulled me close. “Try that again,” the man beside me said coldly, “and you won’t like what happens next.”
Scarlett Hayes thought marrying James Whitmore would finally make her family see her as more than a burden. Instead, it destroyed her life. Framed for crimes she didn't commit, betrayed by the people she trusted most, and sentenced to prison while pregnant, Scarlett lost everything in a single night. Then came the cruelest blow of all. After giving birth in chains, she was told her baby had died. The people responsible believed she would spend the rest of her life rotting behind bars. They were wrong. Five years later, Scarlett returns. No longer the discarded daughter of the Hayes family. No longer the broken woman they left behind. Now she is Commander Scarlett Hayes-a decorated war hero, the unseen force behind a global intelligence empire, and a woman powerful enough to make governments tremble. She comes back for one reason only: revenge. Her ex-husband, the stepsister who stole her life, and the family who buried her alive are about to learn exactly what happens when a woman with nothing left to lose takes back everything they stole. But as Scarlett tears through the secrets of her past, one truth threatens to change everything- the child she mourned for years may not be dead. And the mysterious man connected to the night that changed her life has been watching from the shadows all along.
Hi my dear readers, thank you so much for loving this book! I’ll do my best to update every day, and you’re always welcome to leave me comments—I’ll definitely take your suggestions into consideration. ♥♥♥ Olivia had been adopted by Alexander, the Alpha King of the Southern Territory, since childhood. He was 10 years older than Olivia. He spoiled her, loved her like an uncle, and gave her everything. Until at eighteen, during her first shift, she recognized Alexander as her destined mate. When Alexander offered her a mating contract to help him bear pups, she agreed without hesitation. But just as she finally conceived his pup, his childhood sweetheart returned. Alexander, who had always spoiled and loved her, was now ready to sever their mate bond without hesitation. "This is what I owe her, Liv," Alexander said, his eyes filled with anguish. Olivia wept and fought, but ended up battered and broken, left with nothing. Heartbroken and defeated, she quietly left with the pup growing in her belly, disappearing without a trace as if she had simply vanished from the face of the earth. Alexander, however, searched for her like a man possessed, scouring every corner of the world—until at the Northern Territory Alpha King's grand banquet, he discovered that his cherished little mate was none other than the heiress to the entire Northern Territory...
Born without a wolf. Erased from existence. Locked in a tower. Forgotten by the world. Rejected by her fated mate. Verity Valcaryn has known nothing but silence and shadows. Hidden in a tower her entire life, she was cast aside by her royal family for being wolf-less — an embarrassment, a secret twin no one was meant to know. On her 18th birthday, she escapes and is mistaken for her sister, Felicity and marked by a prince she doesn’t know. But when her identity is revealed, her own blood condemns her as a witch. She is thrown into the cursed Darklands to die. Only, she doesn’t die. Three years later, she returns. Now, she is The Silent Luna — Queen of Rogues, bearer of cursed magic, and chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, reborn with a wolf of darkness, forbidden magic, and a hunger for vengeance. But love wasn’t part of her plan. Fate throws her into the hands of Cassian, King of Lunaris, a man grieving a lost mate — who may just be her second chance As kingdoms crumble and betrayal runs deep, Verity must decide… Will she save the realm that destroyed her? Or burn it to the ground?
“You like your holes getting wrecked by our c*cks at the same time, right?” Axel growled at the same time he hit that spot, one that made me dizzy with intense pleasure and made me moan around his brother’s c*ck. Ashley has always known hell at the hands of her triplet stepbrothers. Her mother’s affair with their mother drove her to her death and they’re determined to make her life a living hell. And that, they did to the maximum. Until they realize that they all share a fated mate and she’s no one other than Ashley. She rejects them and now, they must fight tooth and nail to prove themselves to her as worthy of her forgiveness and love. This is a dark romance with bully themes and with HEA.
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.
