Luna Fell for Another Alpha after her Mate Betrayed her

My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival

At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out. When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage. I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was. He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt. "You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon." I froze, thinking he was joking too. My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love. Eventually, I was about to marry Liam. But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go."

An Unforgettable Ex

On our seventh anniversary, I inadvertently stumbled upon a hidden confession in Liam's public Facebook post. It was his unrequited love for Destinee. I realized then that the initials letters on our wedding rings were never meant to stand for Liam and Divya, but for his unwavering longing for Destinee. He was eager to marry me on a holiday, not out of love, but because Destinee was also getting married to someone else that day. "Divya, what is the fuss again?" Liam asked, standing at the door. I turned to face him calmly and said, "Liam, let's break up." He furrowed his brows slightly, trying to snatch the phone from my hand as he entered the room, only to find that I had already saved a screenshot. "Why are you so upset about an old post?"

She Dumped her Husband after she Found his Secrets

Five years into their marriage, Tobias Stevens faced bankruptcy and was burdened with huge debt. He was in poor health and worked odd jobs at an old warehouse. His earnings were barely enough to cover the rent. To support the family, Dorothy worked by day and collected bottles from roadside bins to sell for money in the evenings, often taking her daughter, Margaret Stevens, with her. On Dorothy's birthday, Margaret surprised Dorothy with a cheap cupcake bought with coins she had saved for half a year. Dorothy was deeply moved. After saving diligently for months, she finally gathered enough money to buy tickets and take Margaret to the amusement park she had always dreamed of visiting. As they reached the entrance, they unexpectedly saw Tobias there. One of his arms was around the waist of his first love, Liza Briggs. His other arm was holding Liza's daughter, Sandra Briggs. They were heading towards the rides. "Daddy..." Margaret called out loudly to Tobias's back. A staff member of the amusement park immediately turned around and stopped Dorothy and Margaret. "Sorry, but the amusement park is closed for a private event hosted by Mr. Stevens today. You'll have to come back another day."

Saving Her, Breaking Us

The day I saw Jared Stanley's interview, I filed for divorce and moved out of the perfectly maintained home I'd shared with him for three years. In that interview, Jared said his biggest regret in life was that, in a life-or-death situation, he instinctively protected what he called his most "precious national asset." The "asset" he protected wasn't me, his wife. It was his "fragile" colleague, Bailee Brooks. Two days later, at the global press conference for the G20 summit. The same renowned war correspondent asked me the same question. "Ms. Quinn, as a top-tier simultaneous interpreter, what would you say is the professional principle you are most proud of?" I looked directly at Jared sitting in the front row. "True professionalism is knowing that my husband risked his life to protect his mistress, and still being able to calmly, as the lead interpreter, accurately convey the commands that would ultimately save him."

The Unmasked Heiress's Revenge

I stepped into my bar to start my shift. The manager hurried over to report. "Miss, your boyfriend Mr. Fowler booked the most luxurious private room." Shock hit me hard. Lucas was broke. How could he afford such an expensive room? I told the manager to keep watching and pulled up the room's surveillance feed. "Man, I heard you lost a bet and had to date a poor girl. Is it fun?" "Don't even start. She costs me five hundred bucks a month. Just a greedy gold-digger!" Lucas Fowler's face twisted with disgust. He turned and kissed the two women draped over his arms, his expression softening. "These are the kind of girls I like. I bought designer watches. One for each of you." I let out a bitter laugh. Calling me poor and a gold-digger? This bar was my own business! When my identity came out, I stood over a kneeling Lucas, grabbed a thick stack of cash, and slapped it across his face. "Swallow every last bill."

She Lived An Happy Life after Breaking up with Her fiancé

Cecily Warren had accepted an unusual private commission. The client had a special request: a portrait capturing only the back of her lover. Three days later, the painting she had sent out appeared in her living room. Chris Lambert, her fiancé, stood in front of the painting and was mesmerized by it. "Cecily, you're awake? Come and have a look. This is a gift from one of my students," he said. Cecily was stunned. She remembered what her client said to her clearly. "He and I have been in love for two years, but we can't go public because of his special identity. It is his birthday next Wednesday, and I want to surprise him." At the time, Cecily had thought it was a coincidence that her fan's boyfriend's birthday was the same day as Chris's. Now her heart was pounding heavily, and she told herself repeatedly that there must be some mistake.

Marrying The Rival: My Ex-Husband's Despair

I stood outside my husband's study, the perfect mafia wife, only to hear him mocking me as an "ice sculpture" while he entertained his mistress, Aria. But the betrayal went deeper than infidelity. A week later, my saddle snapped mid-jump, leaving me with a shattered leg. Lying in the hospital bed, I overheard the conversation that killed the last of my love. My husband, Alessandro, knew Aria had sabotaged my gear. He knew she could have killed me. Yet, he told his men to let it go. He called my near-death experience a "lesson" because I had bruised his mistress's ego. He humiliated me publicly, freezing my accounts to buy family heirlooms for her. He stood by while she threatened to leak our private tapes to the press. He destroyed my dignity to play the hero for a woman he thought was a helpless orphan. He had no idea she was a fraud. He didn't know I had installed micro-cameras throughout the estate while he was busy pampering her. He didn't know I had hours of footage showing his "innocent" Aria sleeping with his guards, his rivals, and even his staff, laughing about how easy he was to manipulate. At the annual charity gala, in front of the entire crime family, Alessandro demanded I apologize to her. I didn't beg. I didn't cry. I simply connected my drive to the main projector and pressed play.

Get Back The Abandoned Luna

The night I discovered my husband's whore was carrying his heir, I smiled for the cameras-and plotted his ruin. Scarlett was born a queen-heir to a powerful legacy, Luna of the Dark Moon Pack by blood and by sacrifice. She gave everything to Alexander: her love, her loyalty, her life. In return, he paraded his mistress before their pack... and dared to call it duty. But Scarlett won't be another broken woman weeping in the shadows. She'll wear her crown of thorns with pride, tear down every lie built around her, and when she strikes, it will be glorious. The Alpha forgot that the woman he betrayed is far more dangerous than the girl who once loved him.

The Masked Heiress: Don't Mess With Her

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."

Stripper's Love: I Married My Ex's Uncle

I'm a moaning mess as Antonio slams into me from behind. His hips hit me hard, and each deep thrust sends shockwaves through my body. My breasts bounce with every movement, my eyes roll back, and I moan his name without control. The pleasure he gives me is overwhelming-I can't hold it in. I feel my walls tighten around his thick length. The pressure builds fast, and then- I explode around him, my orgasm tearing through me. He groans loud and deep as he releases inside me, his hot seed spilling into me in thick pulses. Just when I think he's done, his grip shifts. He turns me over and lays me flat on the bed. His dark eyes stare into mine for a moment, filled with raw hunger. I glance down- He's still hard. Before I can react, he grabs my wrists, pins me down, and pushes himself inside me again. He fills me completely. My hips rise on instinct, meeting his rhythm. Our bodies move together, locked in a wild, uncontrollable dance. "You're fucking sweet," he groans, his voice rough and breathless. "I can't get enough of you... not after that night, Sol," he growls, slamming into me harder. The force of his words and his thrusts make my body shake. "Come for me," he commands, his voice low and full of heat. And just like that, my body trembles. Waves of pleasure crash over me. I cry out, shaking with the force of my orgasm. "Mine," he growls again, louder this time. His voice is feral, wild, like a beast claiming what belongs to him. The sound sends a shiver down my spine. *** Solene was betrayed, humiliated, and erased by Rowan Brook, the man she once called husband, Solene is left with nothing but her name and a burning hunger for revenge. She turns to the one man powerful enough to destroy the Brooks family from within: Rowan's estranged and dangerous uncle, Antonio Rodriguez. He's ruthless. A playboy who never sleeps with the same woman twice. But when Solene walks into his world, he doesn't just break the rules, he creates new ones just for her. What begins as a calculated game quickly spirals into obsession, power plays, and secrets too deadly to stay buried. Because Solene isn't just anyone's ex... she's the woman they should've never underestimated. Can she survive the price of revenge? Or will her heart become the next casualty? And when the truth comes out, will Antonio still choose her... or destroy her?

The Cursed Heiress: Now I'm Their Billionaire Nightmare

Nadine reunited with her family, convinced she'd been discarded, rage simmering-only to find collapse: her mother unstable, her father poisoned; a pianist brother trapped in a sham marriage, a detective brother framed and jailed, the youngest dragged into a gang. While the fake daughter mocked and colluded, Nadine moved in secret-healing her mother, curing her father, ending the union, clearing charges, and lifting the youngest to leader. Rumors said she rode coattails, unworthy of Rhys, the unmatched magnate. Few knew she was a renowned healer, legendary assassin, mysterious tycoon... Rhys knelt. "Marry me! The entire empire is yours for the taking!"

HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance)

Trigger/Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised. It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language. This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire. ***** "Take off your dress, Meadow." "Why?" "Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost." ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn't share what's his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.