The Stolen Sapphire: His Fake Girlfriend

Rooftop Edge, A New Life Began

The doctor finally gave me the green light to conceive, and I floated home to tell my husband, Clay. We toasted to our future children, Charis and Donny, names he swore were unique and special. Later that night, I unlocked his iPad and realized those names weren't unique-they were a sick tribute to his mistress, Charity Odonnell. When I confronted him, the "perfect husband" mask shattered. He didn't apologize. Instead, he and his mother slapped me across the face, claiming my "mental instability" had returned, while my own parents begged me not to ruin his reputation. Then came the video from Charity, laughing as she told me to "do everyone a favor and die." Broken and cornered, I stood on the edge of the hospital roof that night. I called Clay, told him to look up, and watched his face crumble in terror as I let go. But I wasn't trying to kill myself. I was aiming for the large oak tree below, calculating the perfect fall to destroy his life and secure my freedom.

The Unwanted Wife's Cold Comeback

I loved my husband, Adrien, for ten years. On our wedding night, he didn't come to our bed. Instead, he had me dragged to a cold, damp cellar to be taught a lesson. His ex-lover, Fallon, stood by with a triumphant smirk as he accused me of betrayal. He believed her lies, every single one. He watched as his men ripped my wedding dress from my body, leaving me naked and broken on the concrete floor. "You disgust me," he spat, his voice laced with a venom that shattered my heart. For a year, I endured his cold hatred and abuse. My love for him withered and died, replaced by a chilling emptiness. But when his cruelty led to my mother's death, and I discovered I was pregnant with his child, I knew I had to escape. So, I threw myself into the ocean, faking my death. This would be my revenge.

The Abandoned Wife And Her Secret Heir

I was staring at a high-resolution photo of my husband burying his face in another woman’s neck when his text came through. "Pizza or Thai?" He wasn't just cheating. The photos showed him playing house with a woman named Serena and a little boy who had his exact nose. He had told me he wasn't ready for children, yet here he was, giving his world to a secret family. When I confronted them at his company gala, Serena didn't apologize. She smirked, ripped the wedding ring off my finger, and shoved me hard. I hit the floor with a sickening crunch. Pain exploded in my stomach. "Help me," I gasped, clutching my belly. "My baby." Michael looked at me. Then he looked at Serena and the boy. He made his choice. He turned his back on his bleeding, pregnant wife and escorted his mistress out the emergency exit to avoid a scandal. He left me there to die. He didn't know that the "son" he was protecting was a rental—a prop Serena hired to trap him. And he didn't know that the baby he left to die on the gallery floor was the only real child he would ever have. I didn't go home to cry. I sent him a receipt for a cremation service for "Baby Boy Hayes," withdrew half our savings, and vanished. He thinks he's free. He has no idea I'm still alive, and I’m taking his real son with me.

His Cruelest Betrayal, Her Sweetest Revenge

For ten years, my billionaire husband Jaydan paid for my brother’s life-saving medical treatments. I was a paramedic, and he called me his angel for saving his life long ago. But when I rescued a dying child from a fire instead of his socialite best friend, Ariana, the angel fell. He cut off my brother’s funding, threatening to let him die. He forced me to hold a press conference and publicly shame myself for doing my job, all to soothe Ariana’s ego.

Bloom and Fade in Sunflowers

"I am willing to go to Otresh and join Doctors Without Borders." Kenia Watson's voice was firm. The Chief Medical Officer hesitated for a moment before speaking. "The aid mission to Otresh will last at least two years. Does your husband agree with you going?" She rotated the ring on her right hand, took a moment of silence, and then answered, "We're about to divorce. I hope you won't tell him where I'm going after I leave." She had tolerated so much, continuously searching for the truth from years ago. When she was diagnosed with cancer, her husband was having an affair with her stepsister. This time, she chose to let go and leave, refusing to be entangled with him any longer. "Hobson, in a month, we will be free." Yet, when she was critically ill, he knelt by her hospital bed, praying repeatedly for her to wake up.

The Price of His Choice

The air in the abandoned warehouse was thick with rust, and my arms ached, tied tight. Across from me, Chloe, my fiancé' s mentee, sobbed theatrically. Liam, my fiancé of ten years, the man I built a tech empire with, stood pale before our kidnapper, Marcus. Then, Marcus offered Liam a choice: save the loyal fiancée or the cute, young mentee. "Choose her," Liam whispered, looking at Chloe, not me. My world tilted. This couldn' t be. He chose her, the 'fragile' one, over me, his partner, the woman with his ring on her finger. The humiliation was a physical blow. Then, I screamed, "I'm pregnant! We're having a baby!" Liam froze, but Chloe' s venomous voice dismissed it as a lie, and he believed her. Just like that. Marcus kicked my chair. I crashed to the concrete, desperately trying to protect the tiny life inside me. Liam shouted, but not for me; he shielded Chloe. As sirens wailed, he hovered over her, ignoring me, lying bleeding on the floor. I woke in a hospital, the baby gone. A nurse handed me a tablet: "Gallagher Tech CEO Liam Gallagher and Mentee Chloe Evans Rescued... Ava Monroe Steps Down for Health Reasons." My career, everything, wiped away. He had taken my love, my future, my child, my career. He had left me with nothing. But a cold, quiet calm settled in. This wasn't an end. It was a beginning.

The Humble Ex-wife Is Now A Brilliant Tycoon

For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"

Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. "You're angry?" he growls. "Angry enough to commit murder," she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.

The Unwanted Bride Becomes The City's Queen

I was the spare daughter of the Vitiello crime family, born solely to provide organs for my golden sister, Isabella. Four years ago, under the codename "Seven," I nursed Dante Moretti, the Don of Chicago, back to health in a safe house. I was the one who held him in the dark. But Isabella stole my name, my credit, and the man I loved. Now, Dante looked at me with nothing but cold disgust, believing her lies. When a neon sign crashed down on the street, Dante used his body to shield Isabella, leaving me to be crushed under twisted steel. While Isabella sat in a VIP suite crying over a scratch, I lay broken, listening to my parents discuss if my kidneys were still viable for harvest. The final straw came at their engagement gala. When Dante saw me wearing the lava stone bracelet I had worn in the safe house, he accused me of stealing it from Isabella. He ordered my father to punish me. I took fifty lashes to my back while Dante covered Isabella's eyes, protecting her from the ugly truth. That night, the love in my heart finally died. On the morning of their wedding, I handed Dante a gift box containing a cassette tape—the only proof that I was Seven. Then, I signed the papers disowning my family, threw my phone out the car window, and boarded a one-way flight to Sydney. By the time Dante listens to that tape and realizes he married a monster, I will be thousands of miles away, never to return.

The Luna He Lost: Alpha's Endless Regret

Omega Lyra, once betrothed to Alpha Kyle, is forced to sew his new Luna's wedding dress. On the wedding eve, an out-of-control Kyle violates her; the chaos that follows kills the bride, and Lyra is falsely branded a murderer. Kyle binds Lyra as his nominal Luna to torment her-for three years, she endures mockery and isolation, finding solace only in late-night piano playing. His coldness and closeness to the late Luna's sister Rhea shatter her hope. Humiliated at Kyle's birthday banquet, Lyra demands to end their bond. Fleeing, she awakens hidden Alpha powers but is attacked by rogues-Beta Darren, who secretly cares for her, saves her. Now, Lyra must evade Kyle's family, find her lost sister, and fight for a place in the wolf world, turning her painful escape into a journey of redemption.

My Husband's Affair, My Anniversary Gift

"You'll be my wife on paper only. You'll have everything-except my heart. You'll never be Marina." For five years, Lily lived as David's secret wife-his poised secretary by day, his invisible stand-in by night. Every cold touch reminded her she was just a replacement. Every whispered "Marina" cut deeper than the last. Their marriage was born from an accidental night-a mistake he turned into a contract. He wanted nothing but an image and a convenience, yet she foolishly gave him her whole heart. So when the real Marina returns, Lily knows her time as the placeholder is up. David's actions make it clear: she was only ever a convenient replacement. Without a fight, she signs the divorce papers and walks away, surrendering the position he always wanted to give to another. But why is it that the man who once swore he'd never love her... now refuses to let her go? David doesn't understand why Lily's absence haunts him. Why her quiet strength burns him in ways Marina never did. All he knows is that he's determined to get her back. By any means necessary. Even if it meant breaking her all over again. She paid the price for loving him once. Now, he'd pay for losing her forever.

She Took The House, The Car, And My Heart

After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary-but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.