The Lumberjack And The Beautiful Suzie

Stolen Mate

In the Silvermoon Pack, scent is destiny-and Elara's lavender essence marks her as the Alpha's true mate. But when her boldest friend, Lila, steals her scent with a treacherous potion, Elara is left invisible to the pack and to Kieran, the storm-eyed Alpha she secretly craves. Claimed by deception, Lila takes Elara's place as Luna, while Elara is cast into the shadows, branded a traitor. Rescue comes from an unlikely ally: Rylan, a rogue with a wounded past and a claim of his own. He's Lila's true mate-and he knows her lie runs deeper than scent. Together, Elara and Rylan embark on a perilous quest to reclaim what was stolen, navigating forbidden magic and rival packs where danger claws at every turn. But as Elara's bond with Rylan deepens, so does Kieran's suspicion. When the truth ignites a war, Elara must confront the crushing weight of destiny. Is her pull to Kieran a divine bond-or a phantom echo of stolen fate? And can love born of loyalty eclipse a love written in the stars? Find out in the following chapters...

Eclipse Of The Heart: A Second Dawn

Betrayed by her mate and exiled from her pack, Lyra's only crime was surviving the night that shattered her world. Pregnant, hunted, and left for dead, she faces the frozen wilderness until a violent storm leads her to Jarek-a lone wolf with eyes like smoldering amber and a past as dangerous as the sanctuary he offers. In the shadows of the reclusive Nightclaw Pack, Lyra finds uneasy refuge. But trust is a luxury she can't afford, not when rogue wolves stalk the borders and her unborn child's mysterious power threatens to ignite a war. Torn between the ghost of her first love and the pull of a man who awakens forbidden desires, Lyra must decide: guard her shattered heart, or risk it all for a second chance at a bond that could save-or destroy-them both. In a world where loyalty is written in blood and secrets bite deeper than fangs, can a rejected mate outrun her fate? Or will the truth of that cursed night bury her alive?

The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen

"Hi, yes you aren't dreaming, it's the chubby Kelly," I say inwardly as I see the unhappy face expression of Jason who is disheartened. The guests laugh at us. They call our couple all sort of names. "The prince charming and the pancakes' eater Kelly" is one I can sadly remember." "I, Jason Bentley of the South pack, reject you Kelly Thompson as my mate and the Luna Queen," he declared fiercely. *** Kelly Thompson, an eighteen-year-old curvaceous and wolfless she-wolf, has been quietly admiring Jason Bentley, the heir apparent to the throne of the dominant South pack, for a number of years. Unfortunately for Kelly, she doesn't get the same attention in return from Alpha heir Jason, as the handsome daughter of his old father's Gammas, Betty Nord, is already the love of the pack's future Alpha. But, the plump Kelly has an advantage over the skinny Betty because of a strong vow made by Jason's father, the Alpha King Don Bentley, that his son will marry the daughter of his Betas who gave their lives two years ago in a fight against the North pack's fiercest adversaries in order to preserve the life of the Alpha heir. But clearly, nothing goes as smoothly as Kelly imagines.

The Runaway Bride's Redemption

In the bustling city of Palmer, a striking beauty named Jane Hart lived a life of modest means with her father Mark, a retired construction worker. Despite her impoverished background, Jane's goddess-like physique - slim, svelte, with black tresses, brown eyes, and baby's skin - belied her station as a mere waitress struggling to make ends meet. One fateful day, while working as a cleaner at an art gallery, Jane's path crossed with that of Brandon Harrington, the heir to a prominent crude oil empire. Brandon was instantly captivated by Jane's ethereal beauty, and struck up a conversation about art that revealed her unexpected depth of knowledge. Recognizing her potential, he offered her a job as his secretary. Jane eagerly accepted, and on her first day, her beauty mesmerized the entire office, including Brandon himself. As they grew closer, an undeniable attraction blossomed between them, much to the chagrin of Brandon's long-time colleague Isabella Normand, who became consumed with jealousy. When news of their budding romance reached Brandon's aristocratic parents, Edward and Evelyn Harrington, they were appalled at the prospect of their son consorting with a woman of such low birth. Determined to put an end to the affair, they hired a private investigator who uncovered Jane's sordid past as a former prostitute, a desperate means of survival she had long since left behind. Devastated by the revelation, Brandon found himself torn between his love for Jane and the demands of his formidable parents, who insisted he break off the engagement and marry the more socially acceptable Isabella Normand, whose father was a valued business associate. Reluctantly, Brandon acquiesced, shattering Jane's heart and casting her back into poverty. Undeterred, Jane invested her meager savings into launching her own fashion company, a long-held dream that blossomed into remarkable success. However, fate had more twists in store as a financial crisis struck, decimating the Harrington empire and leaving Brandon and Isabella destitute. In a cruel twist of fate, Brandon found himself seeking employment at Jane's thriving fashion house, where he was granted an interview – only to come face-to-face with his former love. Despite the pain of their past, Jane's forgiving nature prevailed, and she hired Brandon as an accountant. But their reunion was short-lived, as Jane's new, wealthy companion grew increasingly possessive and abusive, culminating in a shocking public assault witnessed by Brandon. Outraged, Brandon intervened, reigniting the spark between him and Jane as her companion stormed off, their engagement shattered once more. Seizing the opportunity, the impoverished Brandon rekindled his relationship with Jane, harboring ulterior motives to exploit her wealth and regain his former opulence. Yet Jane's friend warned her of Brandon's deceitful plans, prompting her to hire a private investigator who uncovered Brandon's embezzlement of company funds. Confronted with the truth, Jane was forced to face the harsh reality of Brandon's betrayal. He was swiftly prosecuted and imprisoned, leaving Jane heartbroken but ultimately free to find true love and happiness with her reconciled companion. Together, they married and welcomed a beautiful daughter, a testament to Jane's resilience and the triumph of her unwavering spirit over the adversities that once threatened to consume her.

A Favor To My Boss

Emma had agreed to pretend to be her boss's girlfriend at an event where his ex-wife planned to show up with the guy she had cheated with. "We'll see how this turns out."

His Twisted Game, My Dangerous Love

Vesper's marriage to Julian Sterling was a gilded cage. One morning, she woke naked beside Damon Sterling, Julian's terrifying brother, then found a text: Julian's mistress was pregnant. Her world shattered, but the real nightmare had just begun. Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos. As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage. The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice. Refusing victimhood, Vesper reclaimed her identity. Fueled by vengeance, she allied with Damon, who vowed to burn his empire for her. Julian faced justice, but matriarch Eleanor's counterattack forced Vesper's choice as a hitman aimed for her.

The Scars Behind My Golden Dress

I spent four hours preparing a five-course meal for our fifth anniversary. When Jackson finally walked into the penthouse an hour late, he didn't even look at the table. He just dropped a thick Manila envelope in front of me and told me he was done. He said his stepsister, Davida, was getting worse and needed "stability." I wasn't his wife; I was a placeholder, a temporary fix he used until the woman he actually loved was ready to take my place. Jackson didn't just want a divorce; he wanted to erase me. He called me a "proprietary asset," claiming that every design I had created to save his empire belonged to him. He froze my bank accounts, cut off my phone, and told me I’d be nothing without his name. Davida even called me from her hospital bed to flaunt the family heirloom ring Jackson claimed was lost, mocking me for being "baggage" that was finally being cleared out. I stood in our empty home, realizing I had spent five years being a martyr for a man who saw me as a transaction. I couldn't understand how he could be so blind to the monster he was protecting, or how he could discard me so coldly after I had given him everything. I grabbed my hidden sketchbook, shredded our wedding portrait, and walked out into the rain. I dialed a number I hadn't touched in years—a dangerous man known as The Surgeon who dealt in debts and shadows. I told him I was ready to pay his price. Jackson and Davida wanted to steal my identity, but I was about to show the world the literal scars they had left behind.

Irresistible Seduction: Married For Deception, Loved For Real

Five years into marriage, Hannah caught Vincent slipping into a hotel with his first love-the woman he never forgot. The sight told her everything-he'd married her only for her resemblance to his true love. Hurt, she conned him into signing the divorce papers and, a month later, said, "Vincent, I'm done. May you two stay chained together." Red-eyed, he hugged her. "You came after me first." Her firm soon rocketed toward an IPO. At the launch, Vincent watched her clasp another man's hand. In the fitting room, he cornered her, tears burning in his eyes. "Is he really that perfect? Hannah, I'm sorry... marry me again."

My Husband's Blindness, My Sweet Revenge

The roasted lamb was cold, a reflection of her marriage. On their third anniversary, Evelyn Vance waited alone in her Manhattan penthouse. Then her phone buzzed: Alexander, her husband, had been spotted leaving the hospital, holding his childhood sweetheart Scarlett Sharp's hand. Alexander arrived hours later, dismissing Evelyn's quiet complaint with a cold reminder: she was Mrs. Vance, not a victim. Her mother's demands reinforced this role, making Evelyn, a brilliant mind, feel like a ghost. A dangerous indifference replaced betrayal. The debt was paid; now, it was her turn. She drafted a divorce settlement, waiving everything. As Alexander's tender voice drifted from his study, speaking to Scarlett, Evelyn placed her wedding ring on his pillow, moved to the guest suite, and locked the door. The dull wife was gone; the Oracle was back.

Secret Baby: The Jilted Wife's Final Goodbye

I sat on the cold tile floor of our Upper East Side penthouse, staring at the two pink lines until my vision blurred. After ten years of loving Julian Sterling and three years of a hollow marriage, I finally had the one thing that could bridge the distance between us. I was pregnant. But Julian didn't come home with flowers for our anniversary. He tossed a thick manila envelope onto the marble coffee table with a heavy thud. Fiona, the woman he'd truly loved for years, was back in New York, and he told me our "business deal" was officially over. "Sign it," He said, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. He looked at me with the cold detachment of a man selling a piece of unwanted furniture. When I hesitated, he told me to add a zero to the alimony if the money wasn't enough. I realized in that moment that if he knew about the baby, he wouldn't love me; he would simply take my child and give it to Fiona to raise. I shoved the pregnancy test into my pocket, signed the papers with a shaking hand, and lied through my teeth. When my morning sickness hit, I slumped to the floor to hide the truth. "It's just cramps," I gasped, watching him recoil as if I were contagious. To make him stay away, I invented a man named Jack-a fake boyfriend who supposedly gave me the kindness Julian never could. Suddenly, the man who wanted me gone became a monster of possessiveness. He threatened to "bury" a man who didn't exist while leaving me humiliated at his family's dinner to rush to Fiona's side. I was so broken that I even ate a cake I was deathly allergic to, then had to refuse life-saving steroids at the hospital because they would harm the fetus. Julian thinks he's stalling the divorce for two months to protect the family's reputation for his father's Jubilee. He thinks he's keeping his "property" on a short leash until the press dies down. He has no idea I'm using those sixty days to build a fortress for my child. By the time he realizes the truth, I'll be gone, and the Sterling heir will be far beyond his reach.