Pink Feather

Elise Willys had been abandoned by her husband on the eve of their first child's birth. Alone and unprotected, she had no other choice but to find a job. That's when she crossed paths with the city's most sought-after widower-Lucien Rochefort-an emotionally shattered and overworked man desperately trying to find a nanny to look after his rebellious son, Phillippe, who still hadn't come to terms with his mother's death. But not everything was as perfect as it seemed... Lucien didn't fully trust her-not with the way they met. That mistrust forced Elise not only to deal with the child's tantrums but also to endure her employer's arrogance and her own family's emotional abuse. Over time, emotional bonds began to form between Elise and Lucien, gradually blurring the lines between boss and nanny. And as if that weren't enough, she had to face heartbreak and countless hardships just to hold on to the job that kept her and her baby afloat.

After seven years of marriage, the protagonist is betrayed by her husband, whom she helped build his company from the ground up. He cheats on her with an old university girlfriend: Rosalía, an ambitious woman determined to win him back, no matter who she has to destroy. Rosalía is the daughter of a billionaire magnate who, upon discovering his daughter has gotten involved with a married man, decides to take matters into his own hands... in an unexpected way: he proposes marriage to Amelie, the betrayed wife. Mr. Feldman, Rosalía's father and an old friend of Amelie's father, agrees with him on a contract with clauses that obligate Amelie to accept marriage to the powerful businessman, right after her divorce. But upon marrying Mr. Feldman, Amelie becomes the target of hatred from Damián, her new husband's eldest son. He is convinced that she is only after financial gain and sets out to make her life impossible. However, what neither of them expects is the terrifying proposal that Mr. Feldman makes: he wants his son to impregnate his new wife to continue the family legacy. Damián flatly refuses and, as punishment, loses his CEO position in the company. Ironically, it is Amelie who takes over the role. What follows is an intense war between them, marked by contempt, desire, and constant tension. Despite the initial rejection, both feel an attraction impossible to ignore. The story unfolds as a passionate enemies to lovers tale, charged with drama, eroticism, and office romance. But their relationship won't be easy: they must confront Amelie's ex-husband, an obsessed man unwilling to lose her, and Rosalía, the antagonist determined to destroy everything that stands in her way. A story of forbidden passion, redemption, and female empowerment, with all the ingredients for a good development: family drama, power, desire, betrayal, a repentant ex, and enemies who won't be able to resist love.

Arabella Hopkins has never known peace. Raised in a home of rejection and rivalry, she is forced into a marriage with Edward Hostings, a powerful and intimidating man whose indifference cuts deeper than cruelty. What begins as a cold union soon becomes a battlefield where Arabella must fight not only for love but for survival. As she struggles to adjust to her new life, old enemies resurface. Her father demands she claim control of the family company, her stepsister Lauren plots sabotage fueled by envy, and the media hounds her every move. When Edward falls into a coma, Arabella is left torn between loyalty to him and the overwhelming responsibility of protecting their unborn child. Loss after loss hardens her resolve. The death of her grandmother, the betrayal of her father, and constant public scrutiny transform Arabella from a submissive, wounded woman into a fierce strategist. Along the way, she discovers her strength as a mother, her voice as a leader, and her dignity as a wife. Yet even in the darkest moments, love refuses to die. Against kidnappings, betrayals, and crushing grief, Arabella and Edward's relationship evolves-from icy detachment to fragile tenderness. Their story is one of survival, resilience, and a love that endures even when tested by unimaginable pain. Scorned Wife is a sweeping romantic drama filled with family intrigue, emotional intensity, and powerful themes of motherhood, betrayal, and redemption. It is a saga of transformation-of a woman who refuses to be broken, and of a marriage that, against all odds, finds a way to heal.

Kael gradually regained his sight until he was fully healed, while Lyra discovered her first gray hair, a symbol of the passage of time. Mirkay, seeking investors for her company, contacted Kael's company. Lyra, tasked with rejecting the proposal, made Mirkay realize that the company belonged to Kael. After an investigation, Mirkay discovered that Lyra was the daughter of the man who had once asked him for help. With Ferrer's help, Kael and Lyra attended a meeting of werewolves. Upon seeing Kael, many began to rebel against Mirkay. Artemisa, realizing the situation, became consumed with jealousy towards Lyra. Kael, with the support of his betas, reclaimed the throne without resistance, as his clan was tired of Mirkay's rule. Mirkay, defeated, swore revenge. Mirkay informed Lyra's father that his daughter was now the King's Luna, suggesting he ask her for money. After being rejected, Lyra's father publicly accused her of betraying her clan. Sora, discovering that Lyra was her half-sister and that Kael was the king, tried to seduce Kael and demanded privileges in the company and the clan. Tired of the constant annoyances from her father and Sora, Lyra confronted her father about the way he treated her mother. Kael supported Lyra and initiated a trial against them in the werewolf council. Kael insisted on marrying Lyra, but she rejected the proposal, concerned about her short life expectancy. Kael, misunderstanding the situation, believed Lyra was wavering between him and Ferrer, which enraged him. Artemisa took advantage of the situation to get closer to Kael. Although Kael planned to exile her along with Mirkay, the elders insisted that Lyra was not fit to be Luna and proposed Artemisa as an alternative. Despite Kael's support, Lyra was not accepted by the clan. She dedicated herself to caring for the children and Rose. Kael allowed the children to accompany him in management matters. Rose, reluctant to leave her old house, received frequent visits from Lyra.

Victoria woke up in a stranger's bed, with no memory of the night before and was completely convinced that it was her husband lying beside her. But fate had other plans. Sometime later, she discovers she's pregnant-just as the most devastating truth comes to light: her husband has betrayed her with her own sister. Shattered, she barely has time to process it before Eder, not content with destroying their marriage, makes the cruelest decision of all: he sells her to his boss. The very man who, by a twist of fate, had been her lover that fateful night. A cold, ruthless, and dangerous mafioso. A man who will turn her world upside down... and who, without knowing it, is the father of her children. Will Victoria manage to escape the twisted trap her husband has set for her? Or will she end up caught in the web of the man who is utterly obsessed with her?

Marrying the love of her life should have been Olivia's greatest joy-but it quickly became her worst nightmare. To Harrison, their marriage was nothing more than a mistake, and he treated her as if she were the biggest regret of his life. Heartbroken and defeated, Olivia asked for a divorce. No matter how much she begged, he refused to give their love a second chance. Humiliated and shattered, she returned to her parents' home, leaving behind the man she once adored. But no one-least of all the arrogant Harrison-expected her to come back. Only this time, Olivia wasn't the humble, self-effacing woman he once knew. She returned powerful, elegant, and with a plan: revenge. Yet just as Olivia sets her game in motion, Harrison awakens to a love he never understood-until it was gone. Will he win back the heart he so carelessly broke, or will Olivia's pain run too deep to forgive?

Discover the story of heartbreak and unexpected twists: after catching your fiancé in bed with your sister, you find yourself devastated and drowning your sorrows at a bar. There, a mysterious stranger appears, covering your hefty tab and leaving you indebted to him. But how will he collect? Perhaps by offering you a job as his assistant-or by proposing something far more daring, like purchasing your innocence. The choice is yours. Dive into a tale brimming with passion, romance, steamy encounters, and high-stakes drama, where every decision ignites a new spark.

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

Aurora woke up to the sterile chill of her king-sized bed in Sterling Thorne's penthouse. Today was the day her husband would finally throw her out like garbage. Sterling walked in, tossed divorce papers at her, and demanded her signature, eager to announce his "eligible bachelor" status to the world. In her past life, the sight of those papers had broken her, leaving her begging for a second chance. Sterling's sneering voice, calling her a "trailer park girl" undeserving of his name, had once cut deeper than any blade. He had always used her humble beginnings to keep her small, to make her grateful for the crumbs of his attention. She had lived a gilded cage, believing she was nothing without him, until her life flatlined in a hospital bed, watching him give a press conference about his "grief." But this time, she felt no sting, no tears. Only a cold, clear understanding of the mediocre man who stood on a pedestal she had painstakingly built with her own genius. Aurora signed the papers, her name a declaration of independence. She grabbed her old, phoenix-stickered laptop, ready to walk out. Sterling Thorne was about to find out exactly how expensive "free" could be.

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.

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.

Serena Vance, an unloved wife, clutched a custom-made red velvet cake to her chest, enduring the cold rain outside an exclusive Upper East Side club. She hoped this small gesture for her husband, Julian, would bridge the growing chasm between them on their third anniversary. But as she neared the VIP suite, her world shattered. Julian's cold, detached voice sliced through the laughter, revealing he considered her nothing more than a "signature on a piece of paper" for a trust fund, mocking her changed appearance and respecting only another woman, Elena. The indifference in his tone was a physical blow, a brutal severance, not heartbreak. She gently placed the forgotten cake on the floor, leaving her wedding ring and a diamond necklace as she prepared to abandon a marriage built on lies. Her old life, once a prison of quiet suffering and constant humiliation, now lay in ruins around her. Three years of trying to be seen, to be loved, were erased by a few cruel words. Why had she clung to a man who saw her as a clause in a will, a "creature," not a wife? The shame and rage hardened her heart, freezing her tears. Returning to an empty penthouse, she packed a single battered suitcase, leaving behind every symbol of her failed marriage. With a burner phone, she dialed a number she hadn't touched in a decade, whispering, "Godfather, I'm ready to come home."

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.

Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer-until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken... and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date-her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who's always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah's torn between keeping up the act... or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

The rain assaulted the glass, mirroring the storm inside me. For three years, I, Vivian Sterling, played the perfect wife to Julian Kensington, draining my life. The antique clock ticked, a reminder of time lost. Then, I found it: a blonde hair on Julian's suit, reeking of Midnight Rose, and a text, ""Candy: You left your cufflinks on my nightstand. I'm already missing you."" My world shattered, revealing his betrayal. This was just the beginning. I exposed Julian's fraud and his family's violent plots, surviving assassination. But their malice stole my past. Then Alexander Vance, my protector, uncovered a terrifying truth: my birth mother was alive, held captive by a shadowy order. My life was a lie, built to shield me from my dangerous bloodline. I found strength and love with Alexander, the man who walked into fire for me. Yet, as I prepared to rescue my mother, a new life stirred within me, a secret threatening to complicate the impending war.

My husband Julian celebrated our five-year anniversary by sleeping with his mistress. He thought I was a clueless trophy wife, too dim to notice the vanilla and tuberose scent on his expensive suits. He was wrong. For years, I played Mrs. Vance, hiding my brilliance while Julian claimed my patents. An anonymous email confirmed his ultimate betrayal: photos of him and Scarlett Kensington in ecstasy. My heart didn't break; it solidified into ice at five years wasted. I activated "The Protocol" for a new identity and escape countdown. Playing the doting wife, I plotted his downfall, catching him with his mistress selling my work, and publicly snapping his credit card. His betrayals and stolen work ignited a cold, calculated fury. He had no idea the monster he'd created. I was dismantling his empire. I shredded his patent papers, stripping him of his ill-gotten gains. With a final tap, I initiated "Identity Erasure." Mrs. Vance was dead. Dr. Evelyn Thorne had just begun her counterattack.

Zane and I were together for ten years. When he had no one, I stayed by his side, supporting his hockey career while believing at the end of all our struggles, I'll be his wife and the only one at his side. But after six years of dating, and four years of being his fiancée, not only did he leave me, but seven months later I receive an invitation... to his wedding! If that isn't bad enough, the month long wedding cruise is for couples only and requires a plus one. If Zane thinks breaking my heart left me too miserable to move on, he thought wrong! Not only did it make me stronger.. it made me strong enough to move on with his favourite bad boy hockey player, Liam Calloway.