Accused of murdering his powerful uncle, a top government official, billionaire Stan George fakes his death and vanishes, assuming a new identity to uncover the truth behind the crime that destroyed his life. In his new existence, he falls in love with Vera Wills but imposes one firm condition: she must not bear his child. Not yet. Three years later, Vera's world shatters when she suffers a brutal miscarriage that steals her unborn child and leaves her on the brink of death. Surviving with a nearly damaged womb, she emerges from the hospital with one purpose. REVENGE. All evidence points to Stan as the mastermind behind her suffering, and she is determined to expose his secrets which she believes exists. But just as she was close to gripping the proof she needs to destroy him, Vera stumbles upon a murder scene and is kidnapped. Once again, Stan is accused, this time of another murder in the very city where he sought refuge. The police are after him, he is forced to flee, but escape may no longer be an option. He must clean the mess. What happens when Vera realizes she's been chasing the wrong enemy all along? The true culprit has been right beside her, hiding in plain sight, while the police hunt an innocent man. She realizes something even more devastating: her true love is slipping through her fingers, perhaps forever. His trust has been shattered
"You killed him?" The voice echoed through the dark night, sharp and accusing.
Zane Campbell clutched the lifeless body, shaking it desperately. His voice broke with pain. "Don't die, please!" He begged, his heart pounding.
"Zane, you killed him," the voice came again, slicing through him like a knife. His scream tore through the night, raw, filled with unbearable grief.
"I didn't kill him! Help me! They killed him!" Zane pleaded, but the stranger just stood there, unmoved.
"You stabbed him! You shot him, Zane Campbell!" The words hit him like a punch, fueling his rage.
With a surge of fury, Zane stood to face the man. But his anger froze into fear when he saw the camera. The man clicked away, capturing every moment.
"What are you doing?" Zane's voice trembled.
"Collecting evidence. You killed him," the stranger's cold voice sent a chill down Zane's spine.
Sweat beaded on Zane's forehead. His whole body shook. "They killed him," he whispered, but before he could say more, footsteps thundered behind him.
He spun around. Police officers, their uniforms stark in the dim light, guns aimed at him.
"You're under arrest, Zane Campbell, for the murder of-"
"No! No!" Zane's agonized scream ripped through the night. He turned and ran.
"Get him! Find him! He murdered him!" The shouts chased after him.
Zane dove into the shadows beneath a tree, his breath ragged, his body trembling uncontrollably. Then, lights flooded the darkness, exposing every hiding place.
He looked down at his hands and shuddered. Blood. His fingers, his palms, everything was drenched in it.
His eyes dropped to his clothes. It wasn't left out, completely soaked in blood.
A wave of panic crashed over him. His chest tightened.
"He died... he died," Zane whispered, his voice breaking under the weight of his horror.
A massive screen lit up, displaying a chilling headline: Zane Campbell murdered Bob Campbell.
"No!! No!! Stop it!!" Zane's anguished scream echoed through the air.
Then, numbers flashed on the screen. 13567.
In a dimly lit room, Stan George thrashed violently in his sleep, his hands flailing. "No! Stop!" His voice cracked with terror as he jolted awake.
His heart pounded fiercely, his pulse a wild drumbeat against his skin. Sweat dripped down his forehead. His breath came in ragged gasps.
That dream. The same nightmare that had tormented him for two years.
Grabbing a pillow, he hugged it tightly, his body wracked with silent sobs. "When will this end?" he choked out, his voice heavy with despair.
And those numbers, 13567, seared into his mind. It had registered there for long.
He didn't know how long he lay there, trembling, tears soaking the fabric beneath him. But slowly, his heartbeat steadied, and his breath evened out.
His gaze shifted to the clock. 6:05 AM.
Swallowing his emotions, he forced himself out of bed. Straight to the bathroom and took a cold shower. He dressed up, ready to leave for work.
Because every time the dream came back, there was only one way to bury it. Work.
Sliding into his car, he gripped the wheel and stepped on the accelerator. But before he could push the memories down, an image flared in his mind.
A speeding car.
A bloodstained phone clutched in his shaking hands.
Not his blood. His. That man's.
Stan's fingers tightened around the steering wheel, his breath ragged. The past he thought he had buried surged back, raw and merciless.
"Fuck you all!" His roar ripped through the car as he slammed his fist against the wheel.
His face twisted in agony. Pain. Grief. A storm raging inside him. His body trembled violently.
Why was the dream back? Why now?
He pressed harder on the accelerator, the car racing forward, the wind slapping against his skin.
But no matter how fast he drove, the memories stayed. They refused to vanish.
Blood. Blood everywhere.
The knife plunged deep into his stomach.
The bullet tore through his chest.
"No!! Stop it!!" His emotions crashed into him like a violent storm, threatening to drown him.
As he swerved into the parking lot of his office, he slammed the brakes hard. His chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath.
"Get it off! Get it off!" He squeezed his eyes shut, his voice barely more than a desperate whisper.
Minutes passed. His breathing slowed, his trembling hands loosening their grip on the wheel.
With a deep inhale, he adjusted the rearview mirror and stared at his reflection. His face was pale, his eyes dark with exhaustion.
"Stan George," he murmured. A hollow chuckle escaped him. It was empty, bitter, then faded into silence.
"This isn't you."
Shoving the mirror away, he grabbed his suitcase and stepped out of the car.
As he approached the entrance, his eyes landed on the bold inscription above-Zathcore AutoTech.
He let out a quiet sigh before walking in, his movements mechanical, like a man going through the motions.
The moment he reached his office, he slumped onto the sofa. His fingers hovered over his phone, then hesitated.
There was no point in calling. If there was news, they would tell him.
But still... he needed to talk to someone.
With urgency, he dialed another number. The phone barely rang once before a familiar, excited voice answered.
"Love!" Her voice rang with joy, instantly softening his tense features. His lips curled into a smile.
"Baby. Hope you slept well?" His voice, usually laced with tension, now held warmth.
"Yeah! I'm on my way to work," she replied cheerfully.
He heard the faint sound of a door shutting. She was stepping out of the house
"I miss you," he whispered, still smiling.
"Weekend will be here soon, and I'll see you," she said, her voice tender.
"Call me when you get to work. I love you," he murmured.
"Definitely. I love you more," she assured him.
As he slowly disconnected the call, he gazed at his phone, his smile lingering. In the midst of his chaos, he had found her. She had become his anchor, his companion, his friend, his lover.
For the first time that morning, the weight in his chest felt lighter. He felt alive.
With a newfound energy, he ordered breakfast and buried himself in work. The hours blurred together, the day slipping by faster than usual.
When he finally glanced at his watch, it was well past closing time. Stretching his stiff limbs, he straightened his suit and carefully tucked important documents into his briefcase.
Just as he was about to leave, his phone beeped. It was a message notification. He tapped the message to open it.
"Love, I think I might be pregnant."
The words struck like a lightning bolt. His expression darkened instantly. His jaw clenched. Veins bulged on his forehead as his breathing grew harsh.
"How could you!" he snarled, his voice a low, dangerous growl. A storm of fury swirled inside him, suffocating the peace he had felt just moments ago.
Without another thought, he grabbed his briefcase and stormed out of the office.
He didn't need a child? Not now.
At sixteen, when Alora's wolf failed to awaken, she faced rejection from her parents and brutal torment from her Alpha mate. But when she found herself on the brink of a death sentence at the hands of her fated mate, Alpha Floyd, she fled in desperation, defying the laws by crossing into a cursed and forbidden pack in search of refuge. Many believed the goddess would punish her for trespassing, yet instead, her wolf finally emerged, altering her destiny in a way that could either set her free or doom her forever.
Struggling to gather the enormous surgery fee for her ailing mother, Aurora-a naive girl who has spent her entire life in the countryside-agrees to a secret contract marriage with an unknown man. In exchange, he promises to fund her education and cover her mother's medical expenses. As she hoped, her mother's surgery is successful, and Aurora is admitted to university. But just when she starts to believe her life is turning around, she discovers a hidden clause in the contract-she must bear a child for her mysterious husband through IVF. One day, the man she unknowingly married finally appears before her. To her shock, he is not only crippled but also suffering from chronic erectile dysfunction. As she struggles to come to terms with her circumstances, a wealthy young man enters her life, offering her the love and freedom she never had. But when her husband, unable to bear the thought of losing her, pleads to nullify the contract on his own terms, Aurora is left with a heartbreaking choice-stay with the crippled man she married or embrace the one who offers her a new beginning.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
I'm a Luna. After three years of marriage to Alpha Nathaniel Blackwood, I'm finally pregnant with his pup. But he's unclaimed me for his first love. I'm leaving the pack with this secret, praying he never finds out. Nathaniel Blackwood is a handsome, powerful Alpha. In a world where humans and werewolves coexist, he has it all: a billion-dollar empire, untold power, a massive pack, and, most importantly, the perfect Luna. But the return of his first love shattered our marriage. When he finds out the secret I've been hiding, will he regret rejecting me? Will I ever be able to forgive him? Dive into this gripping serialized novel to find out more-Enjoy the ride!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...