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Emily Carter has finally broken free from the suffocating grasp of her billionaire ex-husband, Daniel Blackwood. Rebuilding her life from the ground up, Emily now runs a thriving tech startup in New York City, determined to succeed on her own terms. But as she starts to enjoy her newfound independence, Daniel's shadow looms large. Despite his charm and charisma, Daniel is a master manipulator, and he's not ready to let Emily go. When his empire begins to crumble, he reemerges with a dangerous plan to reclaim his lost power-and Emily's heart. As Daniel's schemes grow more sinister, Emily finds herself caught in a web of deceit, betrayal, and dangerous power plays. With the support of her loyal best friend, Sam Brooks, and a rival entrepreneur who might just be more than he seems, Emily faces off against the man who once had everything under control. As secrets unravel and hidden agendas come to light, Emily must navigate a world where every ally could be a foe and every choice could lead to disaster. In a high-stakes battle of wits and will, Emily must decide whether to cut the cord entirely or find a way to reclaim her freedom and her future.
The courthouse loomed before me, an imposing structure of cold stone and steel that seemed to echo the finality of what I was about to do. I stood at the base of the steps, clutching the handle of my leather briefcase so tightly that my knuckles had turned white. The autumn wind whipped around me, tugging at the strands of my carefully styled auburn hair, but I didn't care. Today was the day I severed the last tie binding me to Daniel Blackwood. As I walked up the steps, the rhythmic click of my heels on the pavement sounded like a countdown to freedom.
Each step brought me closer to the closure I'd been craving for years. I adjusted my tailored gray blazer, the fabric stiff and unyielding against my shoulders, as if the garment itself could sense the weight of the decision I was making. Inside, the courthouse was just as I remembered-cold, clinical, and utterly devoid of warmth. The smell of disinfectant hung in the air, mingling with the faint scent of old paper and worn leather. I approached the clerk's desk, my heart pounding with a mix of dread and anticipation. "Emily Carter?" The clerk's voice was monotone, detached, as if he'd seen a thousand women like me pass through these halls, each with their own story of love lost and battles won. "Yes," I replied, my voice steady, betraying none of the turmoil churning within me. I handed over the papers, the final documents that would officially end my marriage to the man who had once been my world. As the clerk stamped the papers with an air of finality, I couldn't help but reflect on how far I'd come. Just a few years ago, I had been Emily Blackwood, wife of Daniel Blackwood-the ruthless real estate mogul whose name commanded respect and fear in equal measure. I had been the trophy wife, the woman standing silently by his side at countless galas, charity events, and boardroom victories. But beneath the surface, our marriage had been anything but glamorous. Daniel had a way of making you feel insignificant, like a pawn in his grand chess game. His dark, brooding eyes could freeze you in place with a single glance, and his voice-smooth as silk but sharp as a knife-could cut through your defenses without mercy. For years, I'd played the part of the perfect wife, bending to his will, suffocating under the weight of his expectations. But the more I tried to please him, the more I lost myself. The final straw had come when I'd discovered just how deep his manipulation went. It wasn't just about control; it was about power, about bending people to his will for the sheer thrill of it. I had been one of those people, blinded by love and too afraid to fight back. But not anymore. I glanced down at the papers in my hand, the ink still fresh on the page, and felt a surge of determination. This was it. My fresh start. The beginning of a new chapter where I would be defined by my own choices, not by the whims of a man who saw me as nothing more than an accessory to his success. The clerk handed me the final copy, and as I walked away, the weight that had settled in my chest began to lift, replaced by a fierce resolve. I stepped outside, into the crisp autumn air, feeling lighter than I had in years. The golden leaves swirling around me seemed to dance in celebration of my newfound freedom. I headed toward my car, a sleek, black Tesla parked at the curb. As I slid into the driver's seat, the soft hum of the engine starting was a welcome contrast to the roaring storm of emotions inside me. I took a deep breath, my hands resting on the steering wheel, savoring the moment. And then, just as I was about to pull away, my phone buzzed in the passenger seat. I hesitated, a strange sense of foreboding creeping up my spine. Picking up the phone, I saw a notification from an unknown number. My heart skipped a beat as I opened the message. The words on the screen were simple, yet they sent a chill down my spine: "This isn't over, Emily. You'll see." Daniel. I stared at the message, my breath catching in my throat. The familiarity of his tone, the subtle threat woven into the words-it was all too familiar. For a moment, I was back in that suffocating world, under his control, but then I shook my head, pushing the fear aside. No, I wasn't that woman anymore. I wouldn't be drawn back into his games. But as I set the phone down, the unease lingered. I had cut the cord, but it seemed Daniel wasn't ready to let go. And deep down, I knew this was just the beginning.
Harper Winters always believed in facts, not fairy tales. As a top anthropology student in Crescent Falls, she's more interested in ancient myths than in dating or fitting in. But when she enrolls in Professor Adrian Blackwood's class on folklore, she's drawn to the mysterious professor in ways she can't explain. His dark eyes hide secrets, and his presence sends shivers down her spine. What Harper doesn't know is that Adrian is hiding more than just a passion for history-he's the Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack, sworn to protect the supernatural world from lurking threats. He's also harboring an agonizing secret: Harper is his fated mate, bound to him by forces neither can control. But if he reveals the truth, he risks unleashing a deadly prophecy that could destroy them both. When Harper's research into the town's legends leads her into the heart of a deadly conspiracy, she finds herself caught in a battle between rogue wolves, ancient curses, and her own growing powers. Her mother's cryptic warnings and Harper's vivid dreams reveal a hidden lineage she never knew existed-and a destiny she can't escape. With the vengeful rogue wolf Marcus threatening to tear Adrian's pack apart, Harper must decide if she can trust the one man who's been keeping her in the dark. As danger closes in, and the lines between friend and foe blur, Harper and Adrian are forced to confront their unbreakable bond and the dark forces determined to destroy them. In a world where nothing is as it seems, Harper's only chance for survival lies in embracing the wolf within her-and the Alpha destined to be by her side. But some bonds come with a deadly price...
Sophia knight thought marrying billionaire CEO Alexander Knight would be the start of a new life-one filled with luxury, power, and opportunity. But behind the closed doors of their lavish marriage lies a cold, calculated agreement. Showered with wealth but starved of love, Sophia feels trapped in a world where ambition trumps emotion. Determined to find her place in this gilded cage, Sophia begins to unravel the layers of Alexander's distant persona, only to discover the shocking secrets that lie at the heart of their marriage. As old friends resurface with hidden agendas and Alexander's ruthless business rivals close in, Sophia is torn between fighting for the love she desires or breaking free from the chains of their emotionless bond. When the stakes rise with a sudden pregnancy and the uncovering of Alexander's traumatic past, Sophia must decide-can she melt the heart of the cold billionaire, or will she risk everything to reclaim her independence? In a world of power, betrayal, and passion, love might be the most dangerous game of all.
In the shadowy depths of Silverclaw, a secluded town steeped in ancient werewolf lore, Seraphina Nightshade stands poised to inherit her destiny as the next Luna. At 24, Seraphina is the heir to a powerful pack, bound by tradition and prophecy. But as she trains for her ascension, she is haunted by visions that hint at a fate more complex and perilous than she ever imagined. When Draven Thorn, the ruthless Alpha of the rival Blackwood pack, launches a series of attacks designed to destabilize Silverclaw, Seraphina finds herself caught in a web of betrayal and danger. Draven's ambitions threaten not only her pack but the delicate balance of power in the region. As tensions escalate, Seraphina uncovers disturbing truths about her lineage and the prophecy that governs her life. With her closest allies by her side and her own powers awakening, Seraphina must navigate a treacherous path filled with hidden enemies, ancient curses, and shocking revelations. As she delves deeper into the prophecy, she discovers that the true threat may lie not in the rival pack but in a dark force lurking in the shadows. In The Luna's Ascension alliances are tested, secrets are unveiled, and the fate of Silverclaw hangs in the balance. Will Seraphina embrace her destiny and rise to the challenge, or will the weight of the prophecy and the schemes of her enemies lead to the pack's downfall?
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
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.