Love After Marriage: Young Master's Disguised Wife

Glamorous After Divorce: The CEO's Ex-Wife Is A Famous Designer

Nicole Bush spent three years devoting herself to Samuel Green and loving him like crazy, never believing he would ever cheat on her. Not until, Nicole found out Samuel's ex girlfriend had returned and she was even pregnant for him. As if that was not heartbreaking enough, Nicole was forced to divorce Samuel by his girlfriend and she got burnt in a flame afterwards. Nicole returned five years later as a famous designer and a better version of herself. Not only that, but she also brought a child with her. Now, her only mission is to take revenge on the people who maltreated her and had a hand in her death in the past including her heartless ex-husband, Samuel Green.

Surrogate On The Run: I Stole The Billionaire's Baby

Five years ago, she was forced to become a surrogate mother in order to save her mother. After giving birth to the child, she never saw the child again. Five years later, a cute little child came to her and asked her for kisses, hugs, and sleepovers... Eloise was very willing and granted whatever was asked... But what will she do when she founds out that this cute little child was her baby taken after birth. Yet like fate intervening, it happened that the most powerful man in J city was the father of her baby. What holds her future now?

The Bright Side Of Fate

Lydia was always getting abused by her foster parents Werewolves. However, the wolves in the pack are deceived by her hateful foster parents lies, and believing that Lydia is a bad shewolf who is rude and full of wickedness. Lydia was about to be given to the pack elders by her foster mother when they found out that her mate was the next Alpha of the pack. This caused commotion in the pack and it angered Lydia's foster parents. Her mate ended up disliking her and rejected her to be his mate. All this was because of the lies and rumours heard about Lydia. Depressed Lydia got tired of everything. She cried every night and finally decided to end her life. She sneaked out and went to a cliff where she hoped to end her story but was rescued by the Alpha of another Pack, and after spending some months in other Pack, they ended up loving her and wanted her to become the wolf Pack's next heir... Also with time, the truth was out and her mate who rejected her, heard about her new position and came looking for her in the Pack to ask for forgiveness because of what he might lose if she becomes an Alpha and come against his Pack. He also offered to marry her only if she would come with him.

Glamorous After Divorce: CEO's Ex-wife Is A Famous Surgeon

Nicole had loved Samuel for five years, but ultimately it was him who brought her pain and cheated on their marriage. And when she had risked her life to carry his baby, Samuel had no regards for her nor her baby! Nicole thought she could win his heart, but a serious fire destroyed her and wiped out her love for him. Five years later, Nicole came back as a cold, unfeeling psychopath . This time around, she was no longer the same lady who lost everything because of love. With her new found strength, she will step on those scums who brought her pain in the past and pretended to be pure in the face of this earth. Now, she wanted to avenge herself and bring Samuel Green down.

Pregnant With The CEO's Child And Being Hunted

"Not only is Kiara so stupid thinking I love her, she's fat, ugly and stinky and unlike you darling, you have the perfect skin, lips and shape. No doubt you're the finest woman here in Q city." “Really?” the lady asked him with smile covering her red painted lips. "Then, why are you still with her? Why don't you get married to me instead?" “Of course I'll get married to you and not her. So be rest assured..." ......... Kiara Dean thought she had the perfect life. Born from a wealthy family, with her boyfriend so crazy in love with her, what else could she ask for. Unexpectedly, she found out her boyfriend didn't love her as he claimed and even had an affair with another lady behind her back. Having caught him, she went to a bar to drink her pain away and had a one-night-stand with a stranger. It was like being bitten by a dog! She got pregnant and gave birth to a child for the stranger. Years later, she bumped into the most powerful man in the city who had identical appearance of her kid and she was shocked. Could he be the one? Is he be the father of my kid?" She shivered. Unbeknownst to her, she was acquainted to him than she thought. The powerful man pinned her down, placing a kiss on her lips while saying affectionately, "Don't try to escape again because you're the woman of my dreams.." She was stunned. Was he really the father of her kid?

Three Kids For The Impotent CEO

She had gone to meet her fiancé in the hotel, but who could’ve expected that she would witness him cheating on her with her younger sister. In order to escape from the hotel room, she’d ended up spending the night with a stranger instead. It was like being bitten by a dog. Since her father had high expectations from her before the shit, Nicole Chapman got kicked away and discovered she was pregnant. Year later, she bumped into the father of her triplets who is the most powerful man in the city; Drake Butler. “Woman, give me the children and you can name a price." He said. She smiled. If he really wanted her kids he could dream on... ——— Drake Butler was said to be impotent, and rumor had it that he killed two of his wife. But what will Nicole Chapman do now that she discovers she actually have a child for him. Will she be able to win his heart or he'll destroy her like he destroyed his other wives?

Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal

I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."

After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash

Aurora woke up to the sterile chill of her king-sized bed in Sterling Thorne's penthouse. Today was the day her husband would finally throw her out like garbage. Sterling walked in, tossed divorce papers at her, and demanded her signature, eager to announce his "eligible bachelor" status to the world. In her past life, the sight of those papers had broken her, leaving her begging for a second chance. Sterling's sneering voice, calling her a "trailer park girl" undeserving of his name, had once cut deeper than any blade. He had always used her humble beginnings to keep her small, to make her grateful for the crumbs of his attention. She had lived a gilded cage, believing she was nothing without him, until her life flatlined in a hospital bed, watching him give a press conference about his "grief." But this time, she felt no sting, no tears. Only a cold, clear understanding of the mediocre man who stood on a pedestal she had painstakingly built with her own genius. Aurora signed the papers, her name a declaration of independence. She grabbed her old, phoenix-stickered laptop, ready to walk out. Sterling Thorne was about to find out exactly how expensive "free" could be.

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch—a titan of industry and my best friend’s father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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.

Rising From Wreckage: Starfall's Epic Comeback

Rain hammered against the asphalt as my sedan spun violently into the guardrail on the I-95. Blood trickled down my temple, stinging my eyes, while the rhythmic slap of the windshield wipers mocked my panic. Trembling, I dialed my husband, Clive. His executive assistant answered instead, his voice professional and utterly cold. "Mr. Wilson says to stop the theatrics. He said, and I quote, 'Hang up. Tell her I don’t have time for her emotional blackmail tonight.'" The line went dead while I was still trapped in the wreckage. At the hospital, I watched the news footage of Clive wrapping his jacket around his "fragile" ex-girlfriend, Angelena, shielding her from the storm I was currently bleeding in. When I returned to our penthouse, I found a prenatal ultrasound in his suit pocket, dated the day he claimed to be on a business trip. Instead of an apology, Clive met me with a sneer. He told me I was nothing but an "expensive decoration" his father bought to make him look stable. He froze my bank accounts and cut off my cards, waiting for the hunger to drive me back to his feet. I stared at the man I had loved for four years, realizing he didn't just want a wife; he wanted a prop he could switch off. He thought he could starve me into submission while he played father to another woman's child. But Clive forgot one thing. Before I was his trophy wife, I was Starfall—the legendary voice actress who vanished at the height of her fame. "I'm not jealous, Clive. I'm done." I grabbed my old microphone and walked out. I’m not just leaving him; I’m taking the lead role in the biggest saga in Hollywood—the one Angelena is desperate for. This time, the "decoration" is going to burn his world down.

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.