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After years of abuse and disappearance, Blythe thinks she’s finally free—until her five former best friends, now dangerous biker leaders, find her and drag her back into their world. They once protected her. Then they broke her. Now they’re obsessed with winning her back, each hiding guilt, desire, and dark secrets from the past. Caught between trauma and temptation, Blythe must decide: run again, or face the men who ruined her—and still claim they’re the only ones who can save her.
Elena never imagined that a single traumatic incident would steal her voice, nor that she would be forced to marry the feared heir to a criminal empire—Vincent Russo, her nominal brother and a man known for his merciless nature. In this world of violence and power plays, Elena is merely a pawn, a sacrifice to cement family alliances. Vincent despises his mute wife, convinced her silence is nothing but contempt and defiance directed at him. At first, he treats her with cold cruelty, viewing her as a songbird trapped in a gilded cage. Yet as time passes, Vincent begins to notice the resilience and innocence in Elena's eyes. Though unable to speak, she demonstrates true courage and kindness through her actions. When rival forces threaten Elena's life, Vincent finally realizes this silent woman has quietly claimed the most vulnerable corner of his heart. He learns to listen with more than his ears, replacing brutality with tenderness, control with protection. In the shadowy underworld
On the eve of my wedding, I pushed open the door to our bridal suite— and saw my best friend sitting on my fiancé's lap, wearing my wedding dress. She looped her arms around his neck and laughed softly, "She always said she'd share everything with me," she teased. "Men included, right?" He slid an arm around her waist without hesitation. "She listens to you anyway," he chuckled. "Ask her—aren't triangles more... stable?" The two of them burst into laughter. I lowered my gaze to the photo I'd just received on my phone—our best-friend picture from last week, heads pressed together, smiling like nothing could ever come between us. The little girl who once hid in a wardrobe with me, sharing candies twenty years ago, now wanted to take my entire life apart—piece by piece.
"You'll never find anyone better than me," he sneered, moments after I caught him cheating. His words were meant to be a curse. I decided to make them a prophecy. So I walked away from my ex and straight to the one man he fears: his gorgeous, untouchable, half-brother, Liam Ashford. The campus king with a legacy to protect and grades to save. Our deal was simple. I become his tutor, his secret weapon to pass his classes. In return, he becomes my boyfriend. My very public, very perfect revenge. I thought I could keep my heart out of the contract. But when his fake kisses start to burn through my defenses, and his inner wolf begins to recognize mine… I realize this game might cost me more than just my pride. It might cost me everything.
As the eldest daughter of the Silver Blade Wolf Clan’s Alpha, she has been confined in a gilded cage of "protection" since birth. Raised locked indoors and banned from leaving the clan territory, she knows the outside world only from books. Though twin sisters, her younger sister is revered as the future Moon Queen, while she lives in endless neglect. Even her parents insist she is unworthy of a wolf form. Her only hope is Emerald, her wolf, which awakened on her eighteenth birthday. She sneaks to the border stream of the rival Blood Walker Wolf Clan at night for a taste of freedom. The land belongs to Cole Walker, the most brutal and feared Alpha, who slays all trespassers. Yet she grows used to living dangerously. Hunted by her own clan, she flees into forbidden territory and stumbles upon the ruthless Cole Walker. War brews between the two feuding clans. The abandoned eldest daughter will break her chains, uncover the truth, and seize everything that was stolen from her.
Clara Vale thought her marriage to Damon Blackwell was built on gratitude, duty, and a love she could still earn. Then his first love returned, and every room in Clara's life was taken from her: her home, her work, her family, even her body. After losing the child the Blackwells wanted only as an heir, Clara stops begging to be chosen. With evidence, allies, and a buried truth from Briar Glen, she begins the one thing Damon never believed she could do: leave.
The Huo family came asking for my sister's hand in marriage. The catch? She was to be a "healing bride" for the Huo family's sole heir—a man who'd been in a coma for ten years. My sister clung to her secret lover, sobbing, begging me to take her place. I signed the contract and became her stand-in. Last night, I overheard her on the phone with him: "Once my idiot sister gets tortured to death by those Huos, their fortune will be ours for the taking." What she doesn't know is that the Huo family wasn't looking for the Gu family's precious princess at all. They were looking for a girl from ten years ago—the one who carried the Huo family's grandson out of a burning building, and still bears an ugly scar across her back. That girl is me.
At her meticulously prepared wedding, Cherry Thorne was met not with the happiness she had dreamed of, but with a devastating humiliation when Victoria Skye appeared, pregnant and demanding recognition. Ten years of devoted love was exchanged for Sullivan Sinclair publicly letting go of her hands and the mockery of the entire city. Leaving with resolve, the wound carved into her palm by the wedding ring became her indelible mark. Love died, hatred fueled her. Cherry wiped away her tears, transformed into a cold warrior, and forcefully entered the power center of Sinclair Corporation through a calculated deal. She was determined to reclaim her dignity and everything else on the battlefield, where she had once been dismissed. Facing her husband's coldness, subordinates' challenges, her rival's schemes, and the turbulent undercurrents within the family, Cherry navigated carefully with wisdom and resilience.
On the morning Katy catches her boyfriend cheating, her perfect life shatters in minutes. Humiliated and furious, she makes one reckless vow: she’ll replace him with someone hotter, smarter, and better. Her answer? Braydon Cooper—her ex’s dangerous, arrogant hockey-star brother, a notorious heartbreaker who needs tutoring to save his future. What starts as a cold deal—fake boyfriend for fake revenge—quickly turns into a high-stakes game of jealousy, secrets, and undeniable chemistry. As rumors spread and old wounds reopen, Katy must decide whether she’s still performing for everyone else…or finally risking everything for something real. In a world of campus fame, family pressure, and messy betrayals, one fake relationship may become the one thing neither of them can control.
Katy Evans achava que seu maior problema era superar a traição humilhante de seu ex-namorado, Bryan. Mas quando ela cruza o caminho do irmão dele — o irresistível e arrogante astro do hóquei Braydon Cooper — o jogo muda completamente. Para salvar suas notas e sua dignidade, Katy propõe um acordo perigoso: um namoro falso que colocará Braydon sob os holofotes do campus e Bryan em seu devido lugar. Enquanto as aulas de marketing se transformam em sessões de sedução e os beijos de 'treinamento' perdem a inocência, Katy descobre que Braydon carrega segredos mais profundos que sua fama de bad boy. Em um mundo de rivalidades familiares, heranças bilionárias e tensões no gelo, eles precisarão decidir se o que começou como uma vingança calculada pode sobreviver à intensidade de um amor real.
On our third wedding anniversary, I gave myself a big gift—catching my husband and my best friend in bed. He frantically wrapped her in the blanket and questioned why I was here. I waved my phone, the screen showing the video of them entangled just moments ago. "Happy anniversary, Victor." This surprise was a setup I arranged for him myself.
In the neon city of Eryndor, two forces rule the night: the Vanguard, defenders of law, and the Syndicate, masters of the shadows. Detective Adrian Vale has spent years hunting the mysterious Syndicate leader known only as Lyra Noctis, the legendary Queen of Shadows. When they finally meet, the truth is far more dangerous than either expected. A hidden conspiracy is manipulating both sides, pushing the city toward chaos. Forced into an uneasy alliance, Adrian and Lyra must uncover the mastermind behind the war before Eryndor collapses. But as enemies become allies, something forbidden begins to grow between them. A love that defies duty. A bond that crosses every line. In a world where trust is deadly and love is the ultimate betrayal, one question remains: If loving the enemy is a crime… how far would you go for the truth?
My boyfriend is a Wall Street billionaire who faked amnesia and posed as a broke college student, mooching off me for food and shelter. After my best friend tried to convince me to dump this pretty boy for the hundredth time, I still refused. Dump this gorgeous man? Not a chance in hell. Until one night, I overheard his conversation with his assistant: "Now that these investors have taken the bait, it's time for me to reel them in." "And what about Miss Swift, sir? What's your plan for her?" "She's all about the cash. Cut her a check and get rid of her." Hearing this, I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I was finally going to get rich.
Três anos de casamento por contrato, e Alice era a esposa de fachada mais perfeita que a alta sociedade de Houston já viu. Ela acompanhava Tom em todos os jantares, desviava os escândalos que ameaçavam a imagem dele, ajudava a fechar negócios – todo mundo elogiava o Tom por ter uma mulherão daquelas ao lado. Mas só ela sabia a verdade: nesse casamento inteiro, ela nunca recebeu um beijo sincero. No dia do divórcio, ela não chorou, não fez escândalo. Só pediu três coisas: – o acerto financeiro à vista, – que ele a levasse pessoalmente até o portão de embarque, – e um beijo. Só um. Tom achou ridículo, mas topou. No fundo, ele só queria se livrar dela de uma vez. Ele nunca imaginou que o avião dela cairia. Destroços espalhados. Nenhum corpo encontrado. Ele virou o viúvo sofrido da cidade, o homem que perdeu a esposa amada – e no velório, ele chorou mais do que ninguém. Até que, seis meses depois, ele a viu.
My stepsister spent ten years fighting me for my pilot fiancé, Marcus Sinclair—but his eyes were always on me. Until six months ago, when he somehow ended up in bed with her. After his ninety-ninth apology, I caved. He swore he'd never let me down again. Then the call came from the police station. The officer shifted uncomfortably: "During a routine check last night, your fiancé's car was illegally parked on Park Lane. He was fully undressed with your stepsister… engaged in sexual activity." "When asked to move the vehicle and present ID, he refused to cooperate and verbally abused our officers." I paid the bail and signed the paperwork on autopilot. All I could see was him on his knees, swearing: "If I, Marcus Sinclair, ever wrong you again—may God strike me dead." I hurled his clothes at him. He pulled my stepsister into his arms, shielding her: "It's my fault—I'm despicable. I couldn't control myself. She's fragile. Don't take it out on her."
One night of desperate indulgence with a faceless stranger was a mistake Clara was determined to forget. Until she came face-to-face with him at a family dinner. Damian Blackwood—powerful, elegant, and the legendary head of the family. He was also her new "uncle." And the man who had claimed her in the dark. He recognizes her. She knows nothing of their shared secret. What follows is a dangerous game of possession under the guise of family ties. He traps her in his gilded cage, intent on breaking her a-nd remaking her into a woman who belongs only to him. Every act of defiance only tightens her chains. But in this war of control, what happens when the prey he sought to break learns to bite back? When the master of the game meets a player he never anticipated? In a battle for ownership of her soul, the only rule is that he will not let her go.
