Alpha Noah

Modern

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Werewolf

"Having two mates is almost impossible. But it's happened to me. And not only do I have two mates, one is an Alpha, and one is an Immortal. And both want to have me." Abella lived a simple up until the day she met her first mate. Cian is not just any immortal. He's a Sin, Greed, used to getting wha

Adventure

She needed a fake fiancé to shut up her ex-alphahole rockstar boyfriend. I’m the guy she chose to point to as the new man. Unfortunately, her lie caused a major media scandal. Lucky for me, this woman is everything I’ve ever wanted in my life. Smart. Beautiful. Funny. And she’s got hustle like

Sci-fi

The divorce papers lay on our dining table, stark white against the mahogany. My husband, Ethan, placed them there, his voice smooth, asking for three days. Just three days, he said, for his college ex-girlfriend, Chloe. Chloe, who he swore was a ghost from his past, was now supposedly dying of a

Romance

I thought I' d finally found love when I, a humble bayou girl, rescued the charming Governor' s son, Ethan, from a storm. Our brief, intense romance left me pregnant, and I truly believed his promise to return for us. But he never did, sending his calculating friend Jackson instead, who, to my sho

Romance

My life with Andrew, the ambitious architect I' d helped build into a success, was a carefully curated masterpiece. We were expecting our first child, a future designed for joy, when I walked into his office and found his intern, Molly, with her dog disrespecting a priceless gift I' d given him. A

Romance

The Starlight, a vintage car, coughed and died, mirroring the decade-long marriage of Chloe and Mark. What was supposed to be their ten-year anniversary took a dark turn when a lawyer' s call shattered Chloe' s world: her marriage was a sham, and Mark had been legally wed to her sister, Brittany, a

Modern

My husband, Ben, a tech genius, poured his entire fortune into building a neuro-oncology center, a monument of science, all to save me from an aggressive brain tumor. Everyone called him a savior. But the day they announced the first human trial, his eyes, shining with feverish light, were not sole

Modern

"Sarah, about that Chicago job…" Mark’s words echoed, triggering a chilling deja vu. He was about to tell me my dream job, the history department head role in my hometown, had to be sacrificed for his needy sister-in-law, Jessica. Twenty years ago, I acquiesced, losing my path, my husband, and ult

Mafia

For four years, I was the invisible baker's daughter who memorized Dante Vitiello’s routine. I baked stomach-friendly meals for the Underboss of New York, ensuring his ulcer didn't kill him, all while loving him from the shadows. But when I collapsed from exhaustion in his gym, he didn't help me. H

Modern

At fifty-eight, after thirty years of marriage, my husband announced he was leaving me. It was for a woman I had mentored, whose powerful uncle had orchestrated my professional ruin. My own son took his father's side. "Dad worked hard," he told me, his voice cold. "He deserves to be happy." The we

Modern

I remember the Orlando theme park vividly, a chaotic backdrop to the day I, Sarah, believed I saved my younger brother, Kevin, from a suspicious beat-up van and the men within. For twenty-two agonizing years that followed, he systematically dismantled my happiness, turning my very existence into a

Romance

The grand hall buzzed, echoing with the promise of my victory at the National Architectural Innovators Gala. My design, "The Spire of Tomorrow," glistened on the screen, a testament to years of dedication. This was the pinnacle, the moment my life was supposed to take off. But then, a cold dread se

LGBT+

On the giant screen in Times Square, Chloe Davis, radiant in red, slammed the gavel, and "Davis Innovations" exploded in green numbers. I stood in the crowd, a ghost she couldn't see, having spent seven years in her shadow, building her dream, waiting for the promise she' d made: "It will be you and

Romance

The silence in our perfect, cold house was heavy, broken only by the hum of the refrigerator as I waited for my husband, Walter, to come home. I knew the moment he walked in: a sickly sweet, cheap perfume clung to his expensive suit, a stark, vulgar stain on our pristine air, and a single text noti

Romance

The roar of the crowd was a distant hum as I stood backstage, a velvet box in my hand, ready to surprise Chloe-the woman I loved, the dancer poised for victory. Her voice, clear and musical, drifted through her dressing room door, casually dismissing me to the host: "Ethan? He' s just a suitor, one

Billionaires

I found the document by accident. Aiden was away, and I was looking for my mother' s old earrings in the safe when my fingers brushed against a thick, unfamiliar file folder. It wasn't mine. It was the "Herrera Family Trust," and the primary beneficiary of Aiden' s massive fortune wasn't me, his wi

Romance

The moment I saw my husband massaging his dead brother’s pregnant mistress’s feet, I knew my marriage was over. He moved her into our home under the guise of “family duty,” forcing me to watch as he prioritized her comfort over our vows. The final betrayal came when she stole and deliberately brok

Modern

The call came from my son's elite private school. The nurse was cheerful, telling me seven-year-old Jace had a minor scrape and needed a routine blood transfusion. Then she said something that made my blood run cold. "It's a good thing we have his A-positive blood type on file." My husband, Christ

Romance

For ten years, I gave my husband, Desmond, everything. I worked three jobs so he could get his MBA and sold my grandmother' s locket to fund his startup. Now, on the verge of his company's IPO, he was forcing me to sign divorce papers for the seventeenth time, calling it a "temporary business move."

Billionaires

Thanksgiving was usually my favorite holiday, a time for family and good food. This year, my wealthy Uncle Mark, who constantly belittled our humble family, turned dinner into a display of his supposed superiority, pulling out stacks of cash and daring us to play high-stakes poker, specifically moc