Asher Wolfe

For three years, Allison played the perfect First Lady in a marriage that never gave her love back. Nolan handed her divorce papers, sneering at her background while his mother mocked her as barren and his pregnant mistress claimed her place. So Allison walked away. On the very day she left him, the royal family reclaimed her as their lost princess. Crown, fortune, power, three terrifying brothers, and a handpicked royal consort now stood at her side. Her eldest brother-the world's most feared arms dealer-pushed a black card across the table. "Go on. Spend whatever you like." Her second brother-the genius doctor-twirled a scalpel between his fingers. "Tell me, sis. How many cuts do the ones who hurt you deserve?" Her third brother-a global martial arts superstar-stormed into her ex-husband's lair. "Who made my sister cry? Time to face the music." When her regretful ex begged for another chance, Allison only smiled. It was too late. She was no longer his wife. She was his worst mistake.

They stripped me of my dignity, my family, and my inner wolf. On the night my fated mate publicly rejected me for being a "useless Wolfless liability," I fled into the Forbidden Forest to die. Instead, I fell straight into the merciless arms of Cyrus Sinclair-the feared Lycan King of the Blood Moon Pack. He branded my neck with his dark bite and chained me to his side as a personal attendant. To him, I was a dangerous puzzle, a potential spy whose mysterious presence could miraculously soothe the agonizing silver poison burning in his veins. To me, he was a cold, arrogant tyrant who backed me into corners, forced my body to tremble under his scorching touch, and demanded absolute submission. "You want my blood? You got it." I bit my own lip until it bled, staring into his golden eyes without flinching. Neither of us expected the horrific truth: my "Wolfless" weakness was a lie-a deadly suppressant forced upon me since childhood to seal away an ancient, pure bloodline. As I drink the agonizing antidote to awaken my suppressed wolf, the intense detox triggers my very first Heat. Desperate and feverish, I crawl into his arms, begging for the only touch that can save me. He resists claiming my body by force, vowing instead to possess my heart, my mind, and my soul willingly. Now, bound by a dangerous alliance of blood, vengeance, and uncontrollable craving, we play a lethal game. He thinks I am his prisoner-until he realizes he is the one entirely consumed by my trap.

In the third year of marriage, she uncovered a cruel truth-her husband had treated her as nothing more than a pawn in his medical research. Their union was a sham, and his real wife was his childhood sweetheart all along. Evelyn walked away without hesitation. Soon after, she learned she was the daughter of the nation's richest man-and had unknowingly married the continent's most powerful tycoon. Her ex waited for her to beg, only to discover her new status and rising influence. As he pleaded in regret, her new husband pulled her close and declared, "She's mine now."

For three years, she was the gentle, obedient wife to a man whose heart never thawed. Their marriage was a lopsided bargain, sealed by her brother's injury. Millie clung to hope that her devotion would win him over, only to discover someone else already held his heart. On their anniversary, she waited alone in the freezing mountains, while he celebrated with another woman. Without complaint, she packed up and signed the divorce papers. Everyone believed Darren never loved her, so divorce was certain. But time passed, and instead, he pleaded, "Sweetheart, can we not get divorced?"

Bryson once gave Helena his whole heart, yet betrayal followed when he wed another. He claimed her absence forced his hand, insisting the other woman was only a substitute. Helena refused to accept this false marriage or any more of his excuses. She gathered evidence, secured much of his fortune through court, then stunned everyone by marrying Bryson's own brother. Rumors whispered that Callum longed for someone out of reach, until one day, he posted a picture of intertwined hands, bands matching. On a trip, he introduced Helena as his beloved wife. When Helena wasn't around, one of his friends asked, "What about the girl you've loved for so many years?" Callum's gaze fell upon Helena's silhouette. "She stands right beside me."

For seven years, I loved Aiden Mcmahon. For two years, I believed I was his wife. Then a county clerk told me the truth. "Your marriage certificate is a forgery, Miss Buchanan." My blood ran cold. "Then who is Aiden legally married to?" "Ember Rowland." His widowed aunt. While I hid behind a computer building Aura Tech from nothing, Aiden took the credit, spent my inheritance, and played the brilliant billionaire CEO. The Napa Valley wedding, his vows, and every tender kiss had been part of a trap. He never wanted a wife. He wanted my genius, my money, and my company. Then I heard him promise Ember everything I owned. "Her money stays. She goes." "I'll tell her we fucked in every house she's about to lose." I didn't cry. I recorded every filthy word. Then I locked down Aura Tech's core system, gathered the evidence of his fraud, and walked into his fifty-million-dollar funding gala ready to destroy him. That was where Adelard Knowles found me. He was the untouchable heir to the mysterious Knowles dynasty, a titan who could shake Wall Street with a single decision—and my fake husband's most powerful uncle and bitterest family rival. "I can help you take back everything," Adelard said. "What do you want in return?" His deep blue eyes settled on me. "You. Marry me." Aiden secretly married his widowed aunt. So I married his billionaire uncle. Our marriage was supposed to be a cold, mutually beneficial contract. But every time Adelard protects me, touches me, and calls me his wife, the ruthless billionaire looks less like an ally—and more like a man who never intends to let me go.

After a year of loveless marriage, Olivia had done everything to win her husband's desire, even enduring a mortifying exam because she thought her craving for men was an illness. Then his first love came back, and the truth cut deep: he had saved himself for her. Olivia demanded for a divorce, but he refused and brought her to his powerful uncle. One look made her blood run cold. He was the doctor who had examined every inch of her. "Want revenge?" he whispered, trapping her against the wall. "I'll help you." She kissed him without hesitation. Later, her ex begged, but Olivia smiled. "I'm done wasting time on an impotent man."

On the day she was meant to marry, Alana's fiancé ran off with another woman without any warning at all. Left with no choice, she entered a random matching system and was paired with a supposedly poor driver. Mocked by her ex and his new wife, she only laughed. "Regret? Not a chance." Everyone thought she was delusional. Until the day of her company's global celebration, when her "broke" husband stepped onto the stage under the spotlight, holding a rare diamond ring. "My dearest wife, it's my turn to take care of you." Only then did she realize-she had married the richest man alive!

"Are you a mute? Or just stupid? No wonder Daddy Brody hates you!" At the family funeral, my husband's first love's son pointed at my traumatized three-year-old daughter, cursing her viciously. When I furiously tried to protect my child, my husband-whose paralyzed legs I had just spent three years curing-stormed in and shielded them. He glared at me with absolute disgust: "Stop your pathetic lies! Why would a seven-year-old maliciously curse at her?! Must you embarrass us today?" His first love stood there with red eyes, playing the perfect victim, while his entire elite family scolded me for being "unpresentable." Watching him tenderly hand a handkerchief to his mistress, I finally realized that my three years of blood and sweat to pull him out of the abyss was nothing but a joke. The next day, he audaciously handed over the biomedical division I had spent five years building to his mistress-a woman who couldn't even read a data chart. "Celestia is more qualified than you," he said with sickening self-righteousness. "You are failing as a mother, so I'm doing this for your own good." He even threatened to use a bribed doctor to declare me "mentally unstable" just to strip away my custody of my daughter! He was certain I would cry and beg like I always did. Instead, I fired his corrupt doctor on the spot and locked down all the encrypted core data, leaving his precious mistress panicking like a complete idiot in front of the blank screens. When he stormed home furiously to demand I fix it, I coldly pointed at the nightstand: "The signed divorce papers are right there. Sign them, and I'll see you in court." Just as he froze in absolute shock, my phone lit up. It was a text from "The Ninth"-the legendary, untouchable specialist who had just miraculously saved my daughter, and the one omnipotent man my husband's billions could never buy. "Your request has been approved. I am waiting for you."

Chelsey spent years saving the family that treated her like a mistake, only to lose her fiancé, career, and freedom before being forced to marry Dylan-a poisoned, paralyzed tycoon feared by all. Yet the marriage changed everything. Under her astonishing medical skill, Dylan recovered and spoiled her lavishly. Then the world learned the "nobody" was a legendary healer and AI expert. Chelsey cut off her funding on family business, crushed every scheme against them, and watched her family empire collapse. When the dust settled, Dylan pulled her close, desire burning in his eyes. "Darling, I want you."

Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.

Madelynn was the real daughter abandoned in the countryside, but she returned with reputation that made mercenaries tremble. Her stepmother sent her into an arranged marriage as a pawn. Her groom Ethan mocked her as a country bumpkin and tried to drive her away. Yet Madelynn remained unshakable. She defeated his operatives and saved his grandmother with medical skills beyond the most celebrated doctors. As her stepsister claimed miracle healer fame, Ethan discovered truth. He pinned her against the wall and demanded, "Who are you really?" Madelynn smiled, a silver needle near his throat. "Just the girl you married."

Natalie got pregnant accidentally, but her boyfriend's first love returned and turned her into the town's favorite joke. Everyone called her useless while praising her adopted sister, never realizing Natalie was the hidden mind behind her family's rise. Their designer fame, film awards, hit songs, and idol careers all existed because of her. Still, they betrayed her and forced her to marry a comatose man for profit. When her identity came out, regret arrived too late. Her ex begged for forgiveness, "I'm sorry. Can you forgive me for the child's sake?" But a powerful man held Natalie close. "Our child has nothing to do with you."

During our six-year relationship, Lucas called off our wedding 99 times, and every cancellation somehow led back to Bella, his first love. He abandoned me at the altar, left me humiliated before our guests. Each time, he promised the next ceremony would be perfect. But after years of being chosen second, I finally understood there would be no hundredth wedding. This time, I walked away for good and left Lucas free to be with the woman he had always put first, no matter what it cost me.

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.