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From Fiancee to Free

From Fiancee to Free

The hospital lights hummed as I leaned against the cold wall, my body aching from a long shift, but my stomach coiled with a deeper anxiety. My fiancé, Dr. Mark Jensen, the rising star surgeon, was an hour late for dinner, consumed by his revolutionary new device. I decided to surprise him in his lab, a small romantic gesture to end a grueling day. But the smile died on my lips as I found him too close to Emily Carter, his research assistant, her hand tracing patterns on his arm, their heads bent intimately over schematics. "The prototype is almost perfect," she murmured, "Just us." The air between them was thick with a betrayal that had nothing to do with medicine. Mark' s head snapped up, his face shifting from unguarded affection to pure shock as he saw me. He tried to dismiss it, to blame his monumental work, but Emily' s saccharine sweetness painted me as a jealous fiancée, and Mark latched onto her excuse. He twisted it, making my hurt seem like an attack on his ambition, until I saw the truth: this was a secret partnership, one that excluded me entirely. When Emily whispered, "He needs someone who supports his dreams, not someone who holds him back," my world shattered. How could the man I was to marry in three months, the man who preached integrity, be so blind, so callous? His words – "You're either with me, or you're in the way. Decide." – were a brutal ultimatum. He had chosen his ambition, and her, over me. I ripped off my engagement ring, the symbol of a broken promise, dropping it onto the floor between us. The small clatter was the sound of our future shattering. With a final, decisive tap, I blocked his number and drove away from the building, leaving behind a life that felt like a lie. I was heading home, towards my waiting family, knowing one thing with chilling certainty: this was over, and a new, terrifying chapter of my life had just begun.
The accidental bride

The accidental bride

The whole hall was empty except for the two people that were shooting daggers at each other's with their eyes. Logan later broke the silence and said "you could only work your way into my bed with sleazy means but forget about me treating you like my wife. if you like, you can go complain to grandma but I promise to break your legs and pluck out one of your eyes the moment grandma reprimands me. You can weigh your pros and cons and choose your path" Sophia glared at him in disgust and angrily retorts "you think too highly of yourself Mr Steele, I don't want anything to do with you and if you want your grandmother to be convinced you can meet me in the car, we are nothing to each other but strangers that have been obliged to live under the same roof." she storms off to the Limousine that was waiting outside the hotel to take the newly wedded couple home and a minute later, Logan snaps out of the shock that her words had sent him into then a sinister smirk appeared on his perfectly carved face and he strides out and sits on the other side of the car. The car ride was quiet and the driver was drenched in cold sweat as at the time that they got to the mansion from the oppressive and deadly aura that the couple behind him was exuding. Finally they arrived at Logan Steele's mansion and Sophia had to look at him again and ask herself, "How rich is this man?" well she doesn't have the time to think cause this is her new home and her new life too. Logan came down from the car and looked at the woman in front of his house and muttered under his breath "welcome to hell".
Arranged marriage: Love through distance

Arranged marriage: Love through distance

You are cordially invited to the wedding of two people. This wedding marks the union of two elite Greek-American families, an event as prestigious as it is feared. The eyes of the world will be on this ceremony, where luxury blends with tradition, and where smiles hide untold stories. It meets all the necessary requirements according to tradition. Greek, check. Wealthy, check. Status, check. Love? Eh, not really. The marriage of Christian Matheson and Sasha Hamilton is more than just a union. It is a strategic move, a carefully orchestrated family agreement, meant to preserve the honor and prosperity of both clans. Two opposing worlds collide here, united by blood ties and financial interests, but separated by secrets, grudges, and unspoken desires. Christian, heir to a dwindling fortune, and Sasha, the daughter of a ruthless magnate, never wanted this alliance. But under the pressure of their respective families, they had no choice but to bow to the demands of an age-old tradition. So, come see how two strangers, forced together by their families, handle the situation. How will they navigate this marriage of convenience while slowly discovering each other in a world where appearances reign, and every gesture, every word, can change everything? Will love come from this constraint, or will their story be marked by the weight of expectations? Only time will tell.
Shadows of the Moon

Shadows of the Moon

The Silverfang Pack lives deep in the whispering forests, where old werewolf shadows lurk. Trista Blackwood, formerly a beloved Luna, has her life devastated when her husband, Alpha Liam Silverfang, unexpectedly breaks their relationship for another. Trista is cast aside for Lucy, an intriguing omega from a rival pack, leaving her to deal with her shattered heart and a secret: she is carrying Liam's offspring. Trista flees into the forest in search of comfort and protection, determined to shield her unborn twins from the turbulent world of werewolf politics. But the past won't let her go. As the years pass, her offspring, Aiden and Elara, mature and demonstrate extraordinary powers, hinting at a destiny connected with the fate of the pack. Meanwhile, Liam is troubled by his decisions. Lucy, the new Luna, is not what she seems to be, and her influence causes the pack's cohesiveness to crumble. When echoes of an old prophecy emerge, claiming that a kind of mixed ancestry would bring peace or destruction, tensions mount among the werewolf community. As the Silverfang Pack confronts internal and external dangers, Trista must choose between hiding and confronting the demons of her past. She sets out on a mission to recover her position and defend her family, aided by her devoted companion Hazel and the wisdom of the town seer Fiona. In a story filled with love, treachery, and forgiveness, Trista and Liam must traverse a web of secrets and ancient prophecies to find their real allegiance. As the moon rises above the whispering woods, the pack's destiny hangs in the balance, as ghosts from the past threaten to swallow them all.
A Night On The Billionaire's Bed : mission find Daddy.

A Night On The Billionaire's Bed : mission find Daddy.

A Night on The Billionaire's Bed ... Mission find Daddy... Luna Aleesia How would you feel if your most trusted one's turned out to be the one's who caused you pain? How would you feel if the one you give your heart to decide to shatter it into pieces without mercy? Ophelia Everest is a witness to first hand betrayal, just when she thought she had, had everything she could call happiness, she had a strong blow to her face, her happily ever after turned out to be once upon a time. Betrayed by her one true love, deceived by a person she calls sister, manipulated by the one's she calls family. Ophelia wanted the world to come to an end. She ended up drinking herself to stupor and confusedly ended up on a strangers bed. "What bad event could happen more?" She thought. Her one night stand thing ended up to something that lasted forever. What could it be? Could it be bad? Or good? . . . " Be my one night stand" Ophelia blurted out. Ervin almost choked on his drink as he spit out surprisingly before asking " You look so skinny, Are you sure you would be able to keep up ? " a cold but cool voice asked the little girl that was curled up into a corner. " You look so fit, are you sure it's isn't just for decorations ?" Ophelia retorted. Betrayed by her boyfriend and sister, she wanted to get her revenge. Revenge by loosing her first night to someone. She wanted that and she got it. He stared at the girl who stood courageously, her arms folded and lips puffed with confidence, her brown silky hair rested seductively on her shoulders. Follow up on the ride of A NIGHT ON THE BILLIONAIRE'S BED.. Luna Aleesia.
Too Late For Regret: He Lost His Unstoppable Engineer

Too Late For Regret: He Lost His Unstoppable Engineer

Ava Miller, a fresh-faced civil engineering graduate, yearned to prove herself at her father' s esteemed construction firm, not just as "Colonel Miller's daughter." Then came the lottery: a grueling federal rebuilding project in hurricane-ravaged Louisiana, managed by the notoriously ruthless Marcus Thorne. Everyone, including ex-boyfriend Liam Peterson, assumed her father's influence would shield her. But the name pulled from the army helmet was hers: Ava Miller. Liam, utterly shaken, begged her to refuse, his horror betraying his casual dismissals – he' d believed her selection was "just for show." His sweet-faced cousin, Chloe Vance, whose insidious whispers already chipped at Ava' s reputation back home, seemed to revel. The Louisiana camp was a stark, muddy nightmare, and Thorne swiftly shredded her meticulously crafted academic plans as worthless "ivory tower" ideas. How could those she trusted so fundamentally underestimate her? Was she doomed to forever be just "Colonel Miller's Daughter," unworthy of a real test? And Liam, why had he so easily believed Chloe' s venomous lies? The sting of Thorne's dismissal, coupled with Liam' s casual betrayal, didn't break her-it ignited a furious resolve. Instead of breaking, Ava snapped. She wouldn't just survive this brutal assignment; she would master it. She would prove them all profoundly wrong, starting with the Louisiana mud beneath her boots, forging academic theories into hard-won, real-world triumphs.
Her Choice, My New Beginning

Her Choice, My New Beginning

On our fifth anniversary, I waited alone at "La Lune," the restaurant of our first date, a single white rose and a velvet proposal box in my pocket. But she never showed. No text, no call, just a creeping coldness in my chest. This wasn't like Sophia. Then I saw it on Instagram: a flashy video from a tech expo. My girlfriend, Sophia Chen, laughing, handing a birthday cake to her new assistant, Leo Davis. The caption: "#BestBossEver." She hadn't forgotten; she'd chosen to celebrate him. Anger, hot and sharp, burned through me. She rented an entire expo hall for him, but for me, not even a text. My world stopped. The rose, the ring, everything felt stupid. I walked out, leaving the rose, dropping the ring into a trash can. The feeling of loss was immense, but a hard resolve replaced it. This wasn't a mistake; it was her choice. Now, I would make mine. I remembered all the red flags I'd ignored. Her growing admiration for Leo, the son of a rumored tech mogul. Her late nights, her defensiveness, her distant voice. The jealousy, the arguments, the feeling of being an obstacle to her success, not a partner. Each incident, each public display of her and Leo's "teamwork" while I was relegated to the sidelines, gnawed at me. She never corrected them. She just let the narrative build. "You're obsessed with feelings, Ethan," she once said. "Success isn't about feelings. It's about power. It's about winning. It's a shame you'll never understand that." She chose what she thought was status and power over five years of my love and sacrifice. Overwhelmed, I packed a bag. Just as I zipped it shut, she walked in, cheerful and oblivious. "Ethan? You're still up?" she asked. I delivered my final blow: "Happy anniversary, Sophia." Her face went pale. On her phone, a notification from Leo flashed: "Tonight was amazing. Can't wait for our next 'celebration.' ;) You're the best, Soph." The winking emoji sealed my fate. I made the call. "Dad," I said, my voice steady. "Is the offer still on the table? The one concerning Olivia Hayes? Yes. The arranged marriage. I accept."