Lena thought she had it all-a loving husband and a picture-perfect life. Devoting herself to their marriage, she put her heart into being the ideal partner. But when Jackson betrays her in the most unforgivable way, her perfect world shatters. With her trust broken and her heart hardened, Lena vows to seek revenge, even if it means walking down a path she never imagined. Her quest for closure draws the attention of Caleb, a man whose kindness hides a life of untold secrets. Though Lena resists his attempts to break through her defenses, Caleb's genuine care and quiet strength awaken something she thought she'd lost forever. Now, Lena must decide: will she let go of the pain Jackson inflicted and embrace the love Caleb offers, or will her past rob her of the happiness she's always longed for?
Lena twisted the wedding band around her finger, the cold metal digging into her skin. The room smelled of fresh roses, their vibrant red petals scattered across the kitchen counter, remnants of Jackson's half-hearted attempt to apologize. The hollow ache in her chest hadn't diminished, no matter how many nights she'd spent trying to convince herself otherwise. She glanced at the untouched glass of wine on the table, her appetite for it, like everything else in her life, gone.
The sound of Jackson's laughter drifted in from the hallway. It grated against her nerves, a stark reminder of the charm he wielded so effortlessly. For years, she had been blinded by it, swept away by the illusion of a love she thought was indestructible. The voice on the phone call she had overheard three nights ago shattered that illusion. The honeyed words he whispered to someone else played on a loop in her mind, each syllable a dagger.
The door creaked open, and Jackson stepped inside, his tie loosened and his hair slightly disheveled. He exuded the effortless charisma that had once made her fall for him. "Hey, sweetheart," he said, leaning against the doorway.
She didn't respond.
"You've been quiet lately," he continued, walking over to the counter. "Everything okay?"
Lena stared at him, the words stuck in her throat. She wanted to scream, to demand answers, but the weight of her own disbelief kept her silent. It wasn't until he reached for the wineglass that she found her voice.
"Who is she?"
Jackson froze, his hand hovering above the glass. For a fleeting moment, his expression wavered, the mask slipping. "What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about," Lena said, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside her. "The phone call. The late nights. The lies."
He straightened, his charm replaced by something colder. "Lena, don't do this. You're overthinking things."
Her fingers curled into fists. "Overthinking? I heard you, Jackson. I heard everything. Don't you dare try to make me feel crazy."
Jackson sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Fine. You want the truth? Things between us haven't been the same for a while. I needed...something different."
The air left her lungs. She had imagined every possible excuse, every lie he could conjure, but hearing the blunt truth was worse. "Something different?" Her voice cracked, the pain leaking through. "I gave you everything, and you-"
"It's not that simple," he interrupted, his tone growing defensive. "I never meant for you to find out like this."
"That's your excuse? You didn't mean for me to find out?"
Jackson's silence spoke louder than any apology ever could.
The weight of his betrayal pressed down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. "I trusted you," she whispered. "I built my life around you."
He looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Maybe that's the problem, Lena. You put everything into this marriage, but you forgot about yourself."
The words cut deeper than she thought possible. She stood there, stunned, as Jackson grabbed his coat and walked toward the door.
"I'll give you some space," he said, not bothering to look back. "We can talk when you've calmed down."
The door closed behind him with a resounding click, leaving Lena alone in the suffocating silence.
Her knees buckled, and she sank onto the kitchen floor, her head resting against the cabinet. Tears blurred her vision, but she didn't let them fall. Crying wouldn't change anything. It wouldn't erase the lies or mend the fractures in her heart.
Somewhere deep inside, a spark ignited. It wasn't forgiveness or hope-it was anger. She had spent years molding herself into the perfect wife, sacrificing her dreams to support Jackson's ambitions. And this was her reward.
The roses on the counter mocked her, their vibrant beauty a stark contrast to the mess her life had become. She stood, grabbing the vase and hurling it across the room. Glass shattered against the wall, the sound strangely satisfying.
She needed to leave. Staying in the house they had built together felt suffocating, each room a reminder of the life she had lost. Grabbing her coat, she stepped into the chilly night, the cool air biting at her skin.
The streets of the small town were quiet, the shops closed and the streetlights casting long shadows on the pavement. Her feet carried her without direction, her mind too clouded to care where she ended up.
She found herself at the edge of the park, the distant sound of the river calling to her. The bench by the water had always been her refuge, a place where she could think without interruption. Tonight, it felt like the only place that made sense.
Sitting down, she let the silence envelop her. The water shimmered under the moonlight, its gentle flow a stark contrast to the chaos in her chest.
"Rough night?"
The voice startled her. She turned to see a man standing a few feet away, his hands shoved into the pockets of a worn leather jacket. His dark hair fell across his forehead, and his sharp features were softened by an expression of quiet concern.
"Sorry," he said, taking a step back. "I didn't mean to intrude. You just looked...lost."
Lena wiped at her eyes, realizing too late that her cheeks were damp. "I'm fine," she said, her voice hollow.
The man nodded but didn't leave. "Sometimes talking to a stranger helps."
She studied him, unsure of why she didn't tell him to go. There was something disarming about him, something that made her feel oddly safe. "What makes you think I want to talk?"
He shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. "Just a hunch. But I can leave if you want."
For a moment, she considered letting him walk away. Instead, she surprised herself. "It's my husband," she said, the words tasting bitter. "He cheated on me."
The man's expression darkened, his jaw tightening. "I'm sorry."
She shook her head, letting out a bitter laugh. "Don't be. I should've seen it coming."
"No one deserves that," he said, his voice firm. "Especially not someone who cares enough to sit out here thinking about it instead of burning his clothes."
The corner of her mouth twitched despite herself. "Who says I'm not planning that next?"
He chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. "Fair enough. I'm Caleb, by the way."
"Lena," she replied, her voice softer than before.
"Nice to meet you, Lena," he said, taking a seat on the bench beside her. "Even if the circumstances aren't great."
Lena felt a sliver of relief. It wasn't much, but it was enough to remind her that maybe, just maybe, she wasn't as alone as she thought.
On the night of the Blood Moon, Nikky Lumpo thought she'd finally find her place-bound by fate to the Alpha she had always loved. But when Alpha Tobias Mattheus rejects her in front of the entire pack, branding her as weak and unworthy, her world shatters. Left broken and cast out, Nikky flees into the forbidden woods, where an ancient, cursed power stirs. There, she encounters Julio Irving, a monstrous, exiled Lycan who has spent centuries in the shadows. But instead of killing her, he does the unthinkable-he claims her as his mate. Bound by a force stronger than fate itself, Nikky finds herself torn between the mate who cast her aside and the beast who sees her true worth. As war looms between packs and long-buried secrets come to light, Nikky must make a choice-embrace the darkness and claim her power, or risk losing herself to a love that was never meant to be.
For years, Adele Kenneth has been a ghost in her own pack-an omega orphan with no place, no power, and no future. But everything changes the night she shifts for the first time... and her wolf calls to the most feared Alpha in the realm. Drake Anders is known as the Shadow Alpha, a ruthless leader with a past stained in blood. He doesn't believe in fated mates-until the moment he lays eyes on Adele. But claiming her would ignite a war, for she belongs to the very pack that slaughtered his family. Torn between vengeance and an undeniable bond, Drake must decide: will he defy fate and let Adele go, or will he risk everything to keep her by his side? With enemies lurking in the shadows and secrets threatening to destroy them both, their love may be the only thing powerful enough to rewrite destiny-or doom them forever.
Raine Carter has spent her life on the run, hiding a deadly secret-she is the last descendant of a bloodline powerful enough to challenge the rule of the ruthless Alpha King, Kade Voss. When fate forces her back into the heart of the Shadowfang Pack, she comes face-to-face with the one wolf she never expected-her fated mate. Kade has ruled with an iron fist, never expecting the Moon Goddess to grant him a mate. Yet, when he scents Raine, everything changes. She is his, and nothing will stop him from claiming her. But Raine refuses to bow, carrying secrets that could shatter his world. As passion ignites and dark forces rise, Raine must decide-surrender to the mate bond or fight for her freedom. But when an ancient enemy emerges, threatening to destroy them both, Kade and Raine must unite or risk losing everything, including their hearts.
Self-made businesswoman Aria Lawson unexpectedly lands a high-profile job as the personal assistant to the reclusive billionaire Nicolas Vaughn, she quickly learns that nothing about him is as it seems. Behind his cold demeanor and untouchable reputation lies a man struggling with his past and a deep, dark secret. As Aria and Nicolas's professional relationship turns personal, their undeniable chemistry leads them down a dangerous path of forbidden desire. But with the shadows of his secrets threatening to tear them apart, will Aria be able to forgive Nicolas's past in exchange for a future together, or will his lies destroy everything they've built?
When Cynthia Brown, a struggling artist, finds herself stranded in a small coastal town after a car breakdown, the last thing she expects is to cross paths with the town's most elusive resident- Arnaut Peterson, a reclusive billionaire with a past he refuses to face. Arnaut, once a celebrated architect, has buried himself in solitude after a devastating betrayal. But Cynthia's fiery spirit and stubborn optimism chip away at the walls he's built around his heart. As she paints murals on the town's forgotten buildings, she unknowingly brings color back into Arnaut's world. With each passing day, their connection deepens, but ghosts of their pasts threaten to pull them apart. Cynthia is running from a love that nearly destroyed her, and Arnaut fears letting someone in again. When the past finally catches up, they must decide- are they willing to risk everything for a love they never saw coming?
Lena, a girl with a troubled past, lands a servant job in a foreign country, hoping to escape her hardships. Her life takes an unexpected twist when she loses her virginity to a wealthy, heartbroken man, Max Kingston, who recently discovered his girlfriend's betrayal. Max falls deeply for Lena, but his world shatters when she narrowly escapes a murder attempt, and he vows to track down the one responsible for hurting the woman he loves. Lena's life spirals further when she finds out she's pregnant with Max's child, but a dangerous shootout leaves Max with partial memory loss, and he forgets everything about her. As Lena faces wrongful accusations and a potential jail sentence for a crime framed by the Baxter brothers back home, she feels crushed. Will Max remember the woman he loves in time to save her from this nightmare? Or will Lena be deported and imprisoned for a crime she never committed?
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
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!
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."