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Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival
Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.1. LAYLA
"Get her! " I heard as an arrow whizzed passed my left check drawing out blood.
Branches slapped against my face as I sprinted through the forest, lungs burning with each breath. The footsteps behind me were getting closer. Whoever they were , they weren't stopping and neither would I.
The wind howled through the trees, but I could still hear them.Heavy, relentless footsteps , closing in on me.
I had to keep running. I had to get to him.
My mate . My Alpha. Drake
He was the only one who could help me, the only one who would protect me. I stumbled over a fallen log , nearly crashing to the ground, but my legs kept moving, powdered by adrenaline .
My wolf growled in frustration , begging to shift but I couldn't.
Not now ,not when I was so close.
The Packhouse was just ahead, beyond the clearing. If I could make it there ,I had be safe. I knew that Drake would be there . He had to be.
I burst through the treeline panting hard . Relief surged through me at the sight of the Pack's lights glowing in the distance. But something was wrong . The usual guards weren't at the border. Instead, there was laughter....music ?
I froze for half a second, confusion and fear colliding in my mind. What's happening?
The footsteps behind me snapped me back to reality. No time to think. I bolted across the clearing,my heart hammering. Whatever celebration was going on, it didn't matter. I needed Drake. He would stop whoever was chasing me.
I could barely hear my own thoughts over the pounding of my heart as I pushed past the edge of the trees and into the Pack's territory.
The lights were brighter now, the music louder. Voices floated through the air -cheerful, carefree voices that didn't fit in with the terror gripping my soul.
I stumbled into the Pack's courtyard, gasping for air. A few pack members glanced my way ,their smiles faltering a bit when they saw the state I was in. But no one stopped, no one questioned me.
My head spun as I took in the scene before me.
It wasn't just any celebration. It was ...grand . Decorations hung from every corner, table lined with food and drinks.
The pack members, talking, laughing ,dancing oblivious of the danger I had just escaped.
My stomach twisted as dread clawed at me ? Why wasn't anyone on guard? Why was everyone acting like this was a festival ?
I pushed through the crowd , ignoring the curious stares , my eyes scanning for him. For my Drake.
I needed to find him. He had to say something to me. He had to help me.
Suddenly, a young man stepped in my way, concern flickering across his face. "Are you okay ? You look like -"
"I'm fine." I snapped, pushing him aside before he could finish. I didn't have time to explain. I didn't have time for anything except for Drake.
The further I went,the louder the laughter grew, the more uneasy I felt. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong.
I rounded the corner towards the main hall, my breath coming out in short, ragged bursts. The large doors were open ,light spilling out into the courtyard. My heart pounded in my ears as I stepped inside,the voices inside growing louder.
I stopped dead in my tracks.
It was a -
Gracious moon goddess,this just can't be happening.
I felt like I was in the wrong place.
It was a Mating ceremony.
No....it couldn't be.
I stood there frozen ,my body refusing to move as I took in the scene before me.
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The Alpha's Regret: The Luna Who Defied Rejection
"I, Alpha Drake Collins Thaddeus, reject you, Layla Diana Montez, as my mate. You are nothing to me now-banished from this pack. Forever." What would you do if the man you gave your heart tossed you aside like yesterday's trash? I gave Alpha Drake everything-my loyalty, my love, my body. I nearly d/0/71851/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250305185223&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE LUNA'S REJECTION & REVENGE
Ethan's words cut deep. "You're repulsive, Lily. It's time for us to part ways." I begged him to reconsider, but he coldly pronounced, "I, Ethan Mason of Shadowclaw Pack, reject you, Lily Furlong of Bloodmoon Pack. You're no longer my Luna." With that, he turned his back on me, leaving me shattered/0/50151/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241207084756&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Howl Of Rejection
What will happen when you find your own Alpha is your destined Mate? That should have been Rain's happiest moment if fate didn't play hard on her. At twenty-two years old, Rain still failed to find her mate. Although she's passed the age and become a late-bloomer, she was patient and full of hope./0/54876/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260526064241&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her rejection, His Regret: Part One
Isla is determined to leave the pack after being rejected and humiliated by the soon to be alpha, Miller. After finally coming to terms with the rejection and having moved away to the Eclipse Moon Pack, Isla is suddenly called back to her old pack due to her mother becoming unwell. Secrets and lies/0/63944/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241211220344&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE AGONY OF REJECTION
Synopsis A young she-wolf named Carrie has spent her whole life believing that she would one day meet her true mate. She is devastated to learn that Tyler, her best friend's longtime lover, is her partner. She abandons her pack and moves to Silver Creek with her mother, devastated and abandoned. Ca/1/118710/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260623150328&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For The Billionaire's Regret
I was happily preparing to tell Harlan, my lover of five years, that I was pregnant with our child. But when I pushed open his study door, I heard him ordering the ruthless liquidation of my father's company. He wasn't just my family's head of security; he was Harlan Sinclair, a Wall Street predator/1/103519/coverorgin.jpg?v=93e6999678186632901855a20a4771fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For The Mafia Don's Regret
I kept a ledger to track my marriage to the most feared man in Chicago. Loyalty started at one hundred. Every time Dante looked through me to stare at his mistress, Isabella, I subtracted one. Every time he left our bed to answer her calls, I subtracted five. The day the score hit zero, I was lyin/1/115409/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2fdd7cab215807c8c286b4700e19d9a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Ruthless Wife
My sister stripped me of my entire life in a single night. She bought out my company, froze my bank accounts, and left me with absolutely nothing. As a final twisted psychological test, she forced me into a hyper-realistic VR simulation. When I opened my eyes, I was trapped in the body of "Heloise/1/121242/coverorgin.jpg?v=1f64375727756bda6a8ccadba1647639&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Mafia Princess
Three years ago, my biological brother, the ruthless Don of New York, dragged me back to his compound. But he didn't bring me home to be the Mafia Princess; he brought me back to be a lowly maid for his manipulative adopted sister, Serafina. On the anniversary of our parents' death, I only wanted/1/112027/coverorgin.jpg?v=c163990e9710c8f5745c35488b781dbf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For The Alpha's Regret
I spent seven years in a frozen outpost as punishment for saving my fated mate's life. My family called my sacrifice dark magic, a crime that shamed our name. When I finally came home, I found my adoptive sister, Briar, wearing my life like a stolen dress. She had my parents' love and my mate's dev/1/115005/coverorgin.jpg?v=8436adf2d309a2e87afe0ea09e9a1f10&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Lethal Orphan
For years, I hid my identity as a lethal dark web operative by playing the quiet, submissive charity case of the wealthy Valentine family. On my seventeenth birthday, their spoiled kids set up a cruel trap to dump industrial glue and paint on my head. When I dodged it and they tumbled down the sta/1/112793/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260528035911&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lethal Heiress: Too Late For Regret
Four years ago, Ashlee Maddox was ripped away from her wealthy Boston family and forged into a lethal black-ops commander. Now, her estranged parents were suddenly begging their long-lost daughter to come home. But the heartwarming reunion was a complete lie. They didn't love her; they just needed h/1/114995/coverorgin.jpg?v=97551980c40cd28d0d9c1834d2d03a41&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Ghost Wife
I survived five years of hell as a captive in a Middle Eastern warzone and finally made it back home to my husband. But when I stood at the gates of our estate, I found him married to another woman, holding a five-year-old daughter. The timeline meant he had betrayed me long before I ever deployed/1/119576/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e71f8bf1840983e178b9f7e5c029e62&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Don's Queen
My mother was raising her crystal glass to celebrate my long-deferred marriage to Marco when he slammed his hand on the table. He announced to our powerful Mafia families that he had already claimed another woman. That woman was Isabella, a fragile, low-level associate. For years, Marco had used m/1/119253/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260812193530&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Betrayed Heiress
Chloe Montgomery was supposed to marry Devon Hale, the man who faithfully stood by her when vicious rumors ruined her reputation five years ago. But while trying on wedding gowns, she overheard a conversation through a cracked door that shattered her world. "Paid the guy to spread those rumors, ta/1/119737/coverorgin.jpg?v=334e1708ff3dd646d8a2c2ba5aa58508&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hacker Heiress: Too Late For Regret
For fifteen years, Aria hid her true identity as the world's most elite hacker, living a quiet, impoverished life just to care for her frail adoptive grandmother. Then, her wealthy biological family suddenly showed up at her peeling front door. They didn't come out of love. They wanted to drag her/1/116744/coverorgin.jpg?v=27288c50dab83aa971acf2224e513300&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Mafia King
I was burning with a 104-degree fever when my mafia boss husband's mistress sent an emergency code, claiming he was bleeding out. Too weak to stand, my mother-in-law took the medical supplies into the hurricane for me, only to be killed in a rival hit-and-run. I dragged my sick body across enemy lin/1/113777/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260528073703&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Assistant's Revenge
For three years, Christina was Jackson Booker’s flawless executive assistant by day and his secret lover by night. That was until she overheard him planning his high-profile marriage to heiress Carson Wall, casually telling his partners that Christina would be easily disposed of. "Once the merger/1/121194/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260622104626&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Surgeon's Escape
Dr. Kayli Byrd was in the middle of her ER shift when the trauma doors burst open. The patient wheeled in from a car crash was her husband of five years, Brody. But he wasn't alone. Beside him was his mistress, Carly, and Kayli's own son, Leo. Brody didn't even look at Kayli as his wife. He just bar/1/114141/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260624172656&imageMogr2/format/webp)
