Emilia Harper never expected her life to turn into a soap opera. Married to Damian, a man who was supposed to marry her twin sister Isabella, Emilia's life is a web of resentment, betrayal, and cold indifference. Though she never loved Damian, she respected their union-until she found him in bed with Isabella for the fifth time and this time around on their wedding anniversary. Heartbroken and furious, Emilia seeks refuge in a karaoke bar, drowning her pain in the music and a night with a handsome stranger. The next day, she realizes she's made a mistake and flees the country. Five years later, Emilia returns, now a world-renowned designer and mother to two celebrity children. She has one goal: to divorce Damian and be free of her past. But fate has other plans. The man from that night turns out to be Alexander Donovan-Damian's powerful billionaire uncle, the real head of the Harper family fortune. Now Alexander has set his sights on the one woman who was always meant to be his. And he's determined to claim her for himself-while Damian watches everything he thought he owned crumble to pieces.
Emelia's voice trembled as she spoke, the words catching in her throat, her heart shattering with every breath. "But I love you, Damian! How can you say those things to me?" She stood in the middle of their vast, cold bedroom, her hands trembling as she reached for him, desperation consuming her every word. Her tears cascaded down her cheeks, raw and unfiltered, her chest heaving as she struggled to find the air to speak.
Damian stood by the door, his arms crossed, his jaw clenched in that familiar, cold mask of indifference. "Love?" He scoffed, his voice venomous. "You think this is love, Emelia? You were never supposed to be in this marriage. It was always Isabella. She's the one I love. She's the one who deserves me. You? You're just a stand-in, a mistake I was forced to live with." His words were like daggers, each one sinking deeper into Emelia's heart.
Her chest tightened as she tried to hold herself together. "But I didn't ask for this! I didn't want any of this, Damian. It was your grandfather's wish, you know that! I thought... I thought we could make this work."
Damian shook his head, a cruel laugh escaping his lips. "Make it work? Emelia, open your eyes. There's nothing here to fix. You're just a figurehead, something I had to deal with because of my inheritance. But guess what? I don't care anymore. I don't want it. I don't want you."
Her voice cracked as she pleaded, taking a step closer to him. "Damian, please... We've known each other since we were kids. There was a time when you loved me. I know you did. What changed? Why are you doing this? Why can't we-"
"What changed?" Damian snapped, his eyes blazing with fury. "You changed, Emelia. You think I could ever love someone like you? Pathetic, desperate, clinging to a marriage that was over before it even began. Isabella is everything you're not-beautiful, smart, confident. She doesn't drag me down like you do."
Emelia flinched at his words, her body trembling as she struggled to breathe through the pain. "I've done everything for you, Damian," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I gave up everything. My family hates me because of this marriage. They blame me for everything. But I stayed because I thought... I thought we could find our way back to each other."
"Your family hates you because they know the truth," Damian said, his voice cold and heartless. "You were never meant to be in this life. You're nothing but an obstacle. Isabella is the one I want. I've always wanted her."
Emelia's knees nearly buckled beneath her, her world crumbling as she watched the man she had loved her entire life turn into a stranger before her eyes. "Please, Damian... please don't leave me."
His eyes darkened with disgust. "You still don't get it, do you? I'm already gone. I've been gone for years. Sign the divorce papers, Emelia. Get out of my house. I can't stand the sight of you anymore."
Tears poured down her face, her hands trembling as she reached out one last time, desperate to cling to the pieces of her broken life. "Damian, please... don't do this."
He shoved her away, his grip bruising as he pushed her back. "Enough, Emelia. I don't love you, and I never will. I'm done pretending. Sign the papers and get the hell out of my life."
She stumbled back, her arm throbbing from where he had gripped her. Her eyes locked on his, searching for any trace of the man she once knew, the boy she had fallen in love with all those years ago. But there was nothing. Just emptiness.
Damian turned his back on her, walking out of the room without another word, leaving Emelia standing alone, the silence of the spacious bedroom suffocating her.
She collapsed onto the bed, sobs wracking her body, her heart splintering with each tear that fell. Her gaze drifted to the wedding picture on the wall-a reminder of a love that never existed. Her smile had been so bright that day, so full of hope. But Damian's face had been cold, emotionless, even then. She should have seen it. She should have known.
Her hand fell to her bruised arm, and a wave of bitterness washed over her. How had she allowed herself to become this? A shadow of the woman she used to be. Trapped in a marriage that had only brought her pain.
"I'm done," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. She stood up, wiping the tears from her face, her eyes now dry, void of emotion. She was done begging. Done being weak.
Her gaze landed on the divorce papers on the table, and a bitter laugh escaped her lips. "So, this is how it ends." She picked up the pen, her hand steady now, and signed her name with a finality that felt like freedom.
As she finished, she looked up at her reflection in the mirror. "You'll regret this, Damian," she whispered, a fire igniting in her chest. "You and everyone else will regret underestimating me."
With one last glance at the picture on the wall, Emelia walked out of the room, leaving the shattered pieces of her old life behind. She had made her decision.
Tonight, she would have her fun. And tomorrow, she would be gone-for good.
Mia thought she had it all-until her husband shattered her world with a single signature. Replaced by his secretary, she's left with nothing but the sting of betrayal and the weight of her mother's crumbling estate. Just as her life unravels, Alexander Wolfe-her ex-husband's ruthless rival-steps in with an unexpected proposition. Alexander offers Mia a lifeline, but at what cost? Beneath his cold and calculating demeanor lies an agenda as enigmatic as the man himself. As Mia is drawn into Alexander's world of power, secrets, and seduction, she discovers that the price of survival may be more than she bargained for. When betrayal runs deep and love feels like the ultimate risk, can Mia uncover the truth before her heart becomes the ultimate casualty?
Phoenix Gunnar, an assassin with no conscience, is forced to take on a mission she never wanted-to kill August Grey, the secret boss of a powerful underground faction. But when her target turns the tables and captures her instead, Phoenix is thrust into a world of power, dominance, and twisted lust. She may have been sent to kill him, but now she's trapped in his arms, torn between duty, vengeance, and a passion that's impossible to resist.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
She was the notorious Alana Wilson, a shameful daughter of the Wilson family. Her reputation went downhill after she broke her engagement with her fiance, Albert Harris. They pointed finger at her, calling her a cheater. However, in truth, who was the cheater here? Alana would do anything she could to have her engagement with Albert broken, even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation. Ten years of abuse she endured in her last life was enough. She made sure that in this life, she would never marry that cheating bastard again. As her previous crush, as well as her brother's best friend, Lorenzo Miller is now back to the country, what would happen to her already messed up life? Especially when her ex-fiance also didn't want to leave her alone. Sequel is out now! Rebirth of the Billionaire's Vengeful Actress Wife
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."