"The Replacement wife"

"How many times do I have to tell you to mind your own business and not touch things inside my house?" he shouted angrily, accompanied by him clumsy fall on the table I had just bought. I immediately placed my hand on my chest as I felt its rapid beating due to the anxiety I'm feeling now. "I just wanted to tidy up—" "Shut up! Tidy up what? Are you saying you want to erase every memory of my wife in this house?" he yelled at me in anger. I quickly hid my trembling hands behind my back and took a deep breath before looking him directly in the eyes. "No... why would I do that—" "Because you want to replace her!" he yelled again, stopping me in my tracks. Replace her? How could I replace her? I gulped and took another deep breath before locking eyes with her once more. "Hannah is dead." Three words that infuriated her even more, and she slapped me hard, causing me to stagger and lean against the wall, clutching my neck tightly. "What!?" I could see the intense anger in his eyes. "H-Hannah is dead. So, m-move on," I stuttered, and because of what I said, I received another harsh slap from him. I also felt her grip on my neck tighten. "So, the truth comes out! You really want to replace her!" I saw the deep disappointment in his eyes. "You haven't changed. You're still the person who begged in front of my house four years ago," he said with disgust before letting me go. "I'm your wife now." I didn't know where I found the courage to say that to her face. "But my heart belongs to her only. I don't even like nor love you." "But my heart belongs to her only. I don't even like nor love you." "My heart belongs to her only." "I don't even like nor love you." "Like nor love you." "Love you." "Love you." I quickly looked up to stop my tears, but they fell freely, and I couldn't stop my small sobbing. It hurt so much, like my heart was being crushed gently. he turned away from me when he heard me cry, and the last thing I heard was the loud slam of the door. I immediately looked at the large frame with a picture of us on our wedding day. I was smiling in it while he was a ruler's length away from me, as if he didn't want to be near me. I just hung my head and cried softly. I was startled when I heard something fall, so I quickly stood up, afraid that Hiro was the one she vented his anger on. When I left the room, I was immediately greeted by the broken vase near the stairs. That vase... it was the one I never replaced because Hannah herself made it. "What happened!?" I looked at Erren, who had just arrived. I quickly looked at my son, who was crying by the broken vase. I saw Erren's gaze fixed on Hiro, and when he saw the broken vase made by Hannah, he angrily grabbed Hiro by the shoulders. "Do you know how important that thing is?!" he yelled, making the child cry even harder. "E-Erren," I tried to stop him, but he didn't pay any attention to me and held Hiro even tighter. "Don't you f*ck*ng cry in front of me!" he said angrily. "I-I'm sorry, Daddy," my child, now crying quietly, said. I slowly approached them because I felt sorry for my child. "Don't call me Daddy!" "I-It's enough, Erren!" "I-I'm sorry, Sir..." I quickly took Hiro from him, and the child hugged me tightly while crying softly on my chest. I felt sorry for my child. Why did he have to experience this? "Can you please be more sensitive, Erren? He's just three years old!" I yelled at him in anger. "But he broke the vase Hannah made herself," he said in a daze. I just shook my head and carried my child, who was crying softly and hugging me tightly. "Not just that vase was broken and lost tonight, Erren... but also your son." I said meaningfully before he turned away. Just what have I done in the past to experience this situation, to be a duplicate of my twin sister Maria Hannah Beunavista, and to be the wife of the cold-hearted bastard, Marc Erren Beunavista? I am Maria Hanni Ramos Beunavista, and this is my story.

"If you thought I married you because I loved you, then you're wrong! I only made you fall for me so that you can pay for your sins against me!" It was like a bomb exploding in front of Serina as Markus uttered each word. She never expected this to happen on their first night as a married couple. In nearly two years of being in a relationship, she had never seen his eyes so full of anger. "M-Markus," Serina stammered in shock and fear. This was not the Markus she had known. This was not the Markus she had loved. "You owe me a life, so it's only fair that you pay for it. You took a life, so your life is the price!" His eyes blazed with anger as a chilling smile crossed his face. "Welcome to hell, my wife... receive my sweetest revenge," he said with a sinister grin, causing tears to fall from Serina's eyes. Her first night as Mrs. Feehily, her most awaited night, had become the worst nightmare she had ever experienced. From then on, she became Serina, The Battered Wife.

After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."

They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."

Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and lan begged her not to leave him?

On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.

After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."