"I want a divorce." The day before her third wedding anniversary, Fiona sees her husband walking to the obstetrics wing with his arm around his ex-girlfriend, Rowena. Rowena is pregnant. Something Fiona thinks she can never be. Betrayed by the man she has come to love, Fiona decides to leave. However, leaving the Lycan Prince of the Alastair Kingdom, the most powerful Alpha in existence is easier said than done. With his devilish smirk, icy blue eyes and actions that break all of Fiona's walls - Micah Lancaster is a man who doesn't easily let you walk away. Still, having her heart crushed, Fiona packs up her life and decides to vanish. Only to find out that her husband has spent the last three years searching for her like a mad man. Until one day, when he sees her walking down the street holding a little girl. --- "Is she my daughter?" Micah hisses as he pins her against the wall. His eyes trace her beautiful features with equal parts anger and desire. This time he won't let her go. This time she won't let him stay.
Fiona's POV
Sometimes, your whole world turns upside down when you least expect it.
A few hours ago, I thought my life was finally taking a turn for the better. I was happily married to the formidable Lycan Prince of one of the deadliest werewolf kingdoms. I felt loved and respected, starting to believe that things would continue to be fine.
Until they weren't.
Now, I nervously sit in a sterile hospital room, waiting for the doctor to return with test results as waves of pain assault my stomach. I jump to my feet as soon as she enters, making the room spin around me.
"Was there a child?" I ask immediately, my hand going to touch my stomach as tears well up in my eyes.
She shakes her head.
"No, there was not a child, but there is a problem. You have a rare condition we see in Were-females. It is called Senese Uteri. It means you might never have children in your life."
"W-what? How?" I squeeze the words out as my throat constricts around them, trying to hold them in.
Micah is the Prince of Alastair Kingdom and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom. He needs to have an heir, better than that, a whole passel of them. The doctor may not know that I'm married to the prince, as our marriage isn't public, but I know that I need to conceive an heir.
Her lips purse, and I feel my heart shatter in my chest.
"This disease causes your uterus to age rapidly, much faster than the rest of your body, which makes the chances of you conceiving really low."
"What are my chances?" I ask, tears now freely running down my cheeks.
"I would say less than ten percent. Even if you get pregnant, it will be a miracle if you can carry the child to term. I will give you medication for the pain and to slow the progression, but there is little chance you can conceive. I'm sorry, Miss Richards." Her eyes are sorrowful as she pats my leg and leaves the room.
Another wave of agony washes over me, and I feel the absence of my wolf more acutely than ever. She stays silently inside of me, not even reacting to the pain we are in.
She has been lying dormant most of my life, causing me to be teased and harassed by others in my pack due to my lack of smell, my lack of a wolf. After my marriage with Micah, I thought my life would be a bit easier, but now, I feel lost and hopeless.
With shaking fingers, I grab my phone from my purse and dial Micah's number, hoping against hope that he will pick up. However, the phone rings and rings, but there is no answer.
Tears blur my vision, staining the screen with their salty tracks. The anguish surging within me is uncontrollable as I watch Micah's name flash on the screen, yet he remains unresponsive.
I muster the strength to leave a message, praying that he'll respond and offer me the support I so desperately need.
"Micah, it's me," I whisper, my voice barely audible through the tears. "I just got some news from the doctor, and it's... it's not good. I really need you right now. Please, please call me back as soon as you can." I'm barely able to finish my sentence before the line goes dead. Or perhaps it's been dead for a while.
Frustration boils up within me, and for a moment, I contemplate flinging my phone against the nearest wall. My voicemail never went through; Micah's phone is powered off now.
A low keening sound erupts from my throat. If I can't conceive... I push those thoughts out of my head. The doctor said the chances were slim, but there is a chance. It is the only way I can keep my husband.
Micah has been gruff but kind throughout our marriage. However, even though he seems to care for me, he must have an heir; he can't stay married to a barren woman.
A nurse walks in and interrupts my depressing thoughts. I try to shake away the dread and cling to the hope that I can conceive, going through the motions with the nurse as she talks about taking medication while stuffing papers and a prescription into my hand.
As I go out into the hallway, a squeak of a shoe has me looking up.
The scene has me frozen in my tracks. I blink twice to ensure that what I am seeing is real.
Micah, my husband, and a woman with long dark hair and swaying hips walk towards the obstetrics wing. I watch as he wraps his arm around her waist.
She puts her head on his shoulder as they slowly walk towards the double doors, disappearing into the hospital wing.
Pain lances through my heart, and I feel my entire body go cold. I know she is Rowena Archer, Micah's ex-girlfriend.
Tears flood my face. She is the reason he isn't answering my calls.
"Miss, are you alright?" A kind nurse comes towards me. I give her a weak smile and try not to look towards the doors they disappeared behind.
"Just a bit dizzy." She smiles sympathetically, before taking my prescription and escorting me to the nurse's station.
"You stay right here. I just need to go into the back and grab your medication."
I nod and stand there staring as another nurse swings around the corner, putting a chart on the counter.
Someone calls out to her, and she turns, leaving the chart.
Unconsciously, my gaze falls on the sheet clipped to the chart.
It reads: Rowena Archer, pregnancy test positive. Ultrasound results confirmed.
I stare at the paper until it blurs. The words pound my mind.
Pregnant, Pregnant, Pregnant.
Is it Micah's? Has he been seeing her behind my back?
Has she been back in Alastair for some time, and I was protected from it? Or more like was it hidden from me so that Micah could be with his ex-girlfriend, his true love?
He once left at our wedding to go to her.
I waited for hours for him to show up, finding out that he was hours late for our wedding due to Rowena being in trouble. She has been a constant black cloud over our marriage.
I'd spent the initial months of our marriage fraught with paranoia that she'd return to steal him away. It was only when she disappeared from our lives that I'd begun to feel secure in our marriage. Three years - that's how long she had been gone. Three years of having Micah all to myself.
Now, she is back in Alastair - pregnant and being escorted to the hospital by my husband. While I stand here, broken and alone.
"I'm sorry dear; I had a frightful time finding one of the medications," the nurse says as she comes back, bustling around the corner.
As she hands me the medication, I can't help but feel my spirits sink.
It no longer matters if I can bear children; Micah has made his choice. For the second time that day, my heart shatters into a million pieces beyond repair.
He will cast me aside and marry her instead. My time as his wife will soon be over, and I will have to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart and my pride to start a new life.
One far away from Alastair.
But first, I must divorce my husband, and that might be easier said than done.
I’m Ellie, an orphan. I fall in love with my daddy’s friend, Austin. He’s the Alpha King. He’s my adoptive father. And he’s twice my age. --- Ellie accidentally has a one-night stand with a stranger the day her adoptive father returns from war. Wow, this stranger is so hot and good in bed! He’s much better than her scary guardian, only the room is too dark to see his face. --- When bloodthirsty, ruthless Alpha Austin learns his little Ellie had a one-night stand with a man, he is furious. "Who is that guy?" "You have no right to know who he is!" "If I find out who that stupid male dog is, I'll make him regret doing this to you!" "He isn't a stupid male dog. He’s the best man I've ever met. He's sexy, he's strong and he makes me happy!" Until one day, Austin finds that stupid male dog is him…
When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me. --- I'm Tanya, a surrogate's daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent. On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister. I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger. I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom. 'You slut, you're pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.' my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table. Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year. When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me. --- I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth...
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
It's true what they say about marriage: one partner's always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie's long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."