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In the heart of New York City, where power is traded like gold and ambition can break you, Lily James is caught between two worlds. By day, she’s the epitome of grace, a picture-perfect heiress to the sprawling James family airline empire, bound by a legacy that stifles her every move. By night, under the cover of darkness, she sheds her delicate persona, becoming a fierce and untamed spirit—a woman who longs to break free from the chains of her family’s expectations. Her carefully curated life shatters when she is thrust into an arranged marriage with Vandaulf Claude Carlston, the cold, calculating CEO of Carlston Architectural Firm and ruthless heir to the rival Carlston real estate dynasty. To him, their union is nothing more than a business transaction, a means to strengthen their family empires. He dismisses Lily as fragile and unworthy of respect. But Lily isn't the meek woman he believes her to be—beneath her exterior burns an undeniable fire. At a Halloween party, fate intervenes. Lily, shedding her refined persona for the night, crosses paths with Vandaulf in the form of a bold, liberated woman he cannot resist. Neither knows the true identity of the other, and a night of passionate recklessness ensues. The consequences are shattering—Lily is pregnant. When she reveals the truth, Vandaulf’s response is cruel and devastating. He denies any involvement, accusing her of manipulation and deceit. His cold rejection cuts deeper than she could have imagined, leaving her shattered but resolute. In this world of power, deceit, and dangerous alliances, Lily and Vandaulf must decide: will they allow their differences to tear them apart, or risk everything to uncover the truth? The ultimate question remains: will Vandaulf ever acknowledge Lily's pregnancy as his own, or will their fragile truce crumble forever?

"Sherman...Sherman Colton," I managed to mutter, my voice quivering from a combination of exhaustion and worry. The name surfaced from the depths of my consciousness, unexpected yet purposeful. As I felt my awareness fade, a lingering feeling of unease settled within me. I didn't just say that name in response to a question; it was more like a desperate plea, a fragment of worry for the man whose image and reputation I was afraid I had ruined in the chaotic events that had taken place. As I surrendered to the embrace of unconsciousness, a deep uncertainty gripped my soul, unsure if I would ever wake up to the light of another day. I whispered, "Mr.Colton, I didn't break your trust." ........................................................................... Within the luxurious Elite Oaks Resort, Zara Tahel, the unassuming housekeeper, found herself thrust into a passionate whirlwind of destiny. Her heartache led her to cancel her wedding when she uncovered her lover's affair with his superior. Little did she know, her life was about to take a captivating turn. In her bridal gown's elegance, Zara collided with Sherman Colton, the charismatic CEO of the resort. Their encounter was electric, sparking a photograph that set the world buzzing with intrigue. But their chemistry was undeniable, a passionate connection that smoldered. Sherman offered an arrangement, one fraught with desire and hidden longing. As their worlds intertwined, the question hung in the air: Was their deal just a façade to protect his reputation, or had a deep, secret attraction ignited since that unforgettable moment? Amidst moonlit nights and stolen moments at Elite Oaks Resort, Zara and Sherman embarked on a passionate journey, testing the limits of love and desire. Their hearts danced to a melody of fervent ardor, setting their worlds ablaze with irresistible chemistry.

Four days after my death, my four-year-old daughter finally sensed that something was terribly wrong. The fridge door slammed into her forehead when she tried to get a snack. Normally, I would've been there in a heartbeat—arms open, kisses ready, whispering, "You're okay, sweetheart, Mommy's here." But this time, I just lay on the bed, cold and still.​ She didn't understand. She thought the sweet treat would make me respond. So she held the final piece of chocolate up to my mouth. "Here, Mommy. Have some chocolate..." But I didn't even blink. She climbed into my arms, clutching my clothes tightly. "Mommy... Mommy, wake up..." She waited for me to stroke her hair, to tell her that everything was going to be fine. There was only silence.​ Completely lost and scared, she found my phone. "Daddy, why is Mommy still sleeping?" she asked, her voice filled with desperation.​ In response, Oliver sent a photo of himself having Christmas Eve dinner with his childhood sweetheart. His voice was icy cold when he replied, "She's just sleeping, not dead. It's Christmas Eve, and I'm busy. Tell her to stop playing games and come apologize when she's done sulking." Then he hung up.​ But when the truth finally hit Oliver—when the coroner's report came, when the police knocked on his door right in the middle of his laughter, when he realized I'd been lying dead for four days while he toasted—he broke.

On our wedding anniversary, I did not say a word to my husband. I simply booked a plane ticket and left town on a business trip with my supervisor. He grabbed my arm, anger blazing in his eyes. "It's our anniversary, and you're spending it with someone else? Have you lost your mind?" I frowned, impatient, and shook him off. Without another glance, I got into the car heading for the airport. In my previous life, everything had started with his so-called first love. After multiple abortions, her uterine lining had become too thin for her to ever carry a child. So, she stole one. When the child's parents tried to take their baby back, she hit the gas, knocking them to the ground and killing them. However, when the truth came out, the police arrested me. I protested my innocence. I appealed. I even demanded a public trial. In response, they produced dashcam footage that clearly showed me abducting the child and running down the parents. To make matters worse, my fingerprints were found inside the car. I was completely shattered. Convicted on the spot, I was sentenced to death. My parents, unable to bear the shock, both fell ill and passed away soon after. After my death, my husband remarried in grand fashion, with his beloved 'first love' by his side. Together, they even adopted the very stolen child, becoming a couple everyone praised as perfect. Only then did I understand. It had all been their scheme. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day it all began.

Edward Poletto, a feared mafia king, rules his vast empire with an iron fist. One day, while inspecting his vineyard, he meets Cecilia, a beautiful and humble grape picker. For the first time in his life, Edward feels the stirrings of love, something entirely foreign to his cold, calculating heart. He approaches Cecilia, hoping to win her affection, but she rejects him, revealing that she already has a lover. Used to getting whatever he wants, Edward is consumed by rage and jealousy. In a fit of fury, he murders Cecilia's lover, leaving her devastated and alone. With no one left to protect her, Edward forces Cecilia to marry him, dragging her into a life of luxury that feels more like a prison. Though she now lives in a grand mansion, Cecilia feels trapped in a hellish existence. Edward’s cruel and possessive nature makes her life unbearable, yet behind his rough exterior lies a deep, unspoken love for her. Unable to show his true feelings, he chooses control and domination, believing it’s the only way to keep her by his side. As Cecilia struggles to survive in this dark world, she begins to see glimpses of the man Edward hides beneath his hardened exterior, torn between fear, hatred, and the faintest hope for something more.

She died in the hands on those who claimed to love her in her first life; Her mate and her childhood best friend. With her last breath, she cursed them from the bottom of her heart, recalling bitterly how the truth always lay in front of her yet she couldn't see it. She refused to drown in despair. Then by an unexpected twist, the moon goddess gives her another chance– another shot at life, to pay back those who wronged her. And this time, amongst whispers and mockery, she walks over to the future feared Alpha King, who was at the time a humble warrior. “You're making a grave mistake, I am not the man that deserves you,” he told her, “I have a low rank, you are the gamma's daughter. Are you not afraid that they will talk?” “They can say whatever they wish, I want you.” She chooses him instead, pulling him into a world of fierce power dynamics and unexpected intrigue. Not only that, but she can't ignore the sparks between her and the man she once thought had a heart made of stone. Eventually she comes to crossroads between a love she never expected and a revenge she craved for with every inch of her being. What road will her heart tell her to take?

Mocked and bullied for her chubby appearance, billionaire heiress—Beatrice Rutherfurd ran from her privileged life. In the arms of Adrian Cooper, a humble young man with big dreams, she found solace and acceptance for who she was. But their brief happiness shatters when the police raid Adrian’s house, finding an underaged Beatrice pregnant. He was arrested and sentenced to five years in prison, accused of a crime he never meant to commit. Beatrice was told that the man of her dreams had abandoned her. Five years of wrongful imprisonment fueled his hatred, and when Arthur was finally released, his dreams had turned to a need for revenge. Inheriting his uncle’s fortune, he rises from nothing, now a powerful figure with a heart full of bitterness and a new name—Authur Whitlock. Ten years after their first meeting, Beatrice's life is in shambles—her family company is caught in a scandal and on the verge of collapse. Just when she’s most vulnerable, Authur reappears with a proposition: a marriage of convenience that could either save her life or ruin them both. But Beatrice doesn’t recognise this man as the one who’d stolen her heart years ago—the man who she thought for dead. Now, he’s just a monster bent on destroying her—heart and body alike.

werewolves were real, and they are everywhere. Damon Russell was a powerful werewolf who ran his mafia-style organization in a New York city. He was feared and respected by all who knew him, but there was one thing he couldn't control - his unrequited love for a human woman named Lily Monroe. Lily was a kind and gentle woman who had a heart of gold. she was simple and humble and no idea how Damon Russell truly felt for her. Despite his werewolf self and cunning attitude. Damon couldn't control his raging heart and wild fantasies about the beautiful human woman. One day an event would change everything for Damon and Lily. It all started with a simple robbery but things quickly spiraled out of control. They were mixed up with a deceitful and dangerous groups of werewolves who were masters of manipulation. Damon and Lily had to fight their way through difficult challenges with the help of each other, to emerge as victors. They found out about each other's secret which could destroy their love but they managed to overcome them and become stronger together. In the end Damon and Lily's love was stronger than any werewolf's power. They fought for each other with all their might, and in the end they emerged victorious. They lived happily ever after, knowing that love conquers all. Or at least they thought they did.

***“Then came the words that shattered her world. 'I need a divorce,' Dennis said, his voice cold and bitter. Cardi froze.”*** Cardi Belmont was born into zillions—but all she ever wanted was real love. On the day the city waited to witness the union of two dynasties—Cardi Belmont and Alex Carlson—Cardi vanished. She didn’t want a marriage built on wealth or status. She wanted Dennis Blake. A simple man. A humble man. A man she believed would love her for who she was… not for her last name. In order to live a quiet life as the person Dennis believed her to be—a regular girl from nowhere—she gave up everything she had, including her mansion, name, and legacy. However, when Cardi eventually chooses to tell him the truth after two years of marriage, he beats her to it—with a truth of his own: He’s leaving her. For someone richer. Now, the woman who gave up everything for love has been dumped like a trash bag… and one question burns louder than all: How will Dennis react when he realizes he had dumped a wealthy lady for a rich one?

Jax couldn’t believe how it felt to finally touch her the way that he wanted to. She was warm and sweet, and her response was incredible. Total surrender; aching want; hot need. He’d never have guessed that Sarah would give over so completely, and he kissed her over and over again, loving how she tasted. He finally pulled back, fighting with himself to do so. He opened his eyes and saw that hers were still closed. Her mouth was swollen and she trembled against him a bit. He ran his fingers through her curls, brushed her hair back from her gorgeous face. “Open your eyes, baby,” he said, his voice deep and husky. “Look at me.” **** Jax Hamill rebuilt his life on grit, dumb luck, and a refusal to look back. The past is buried. The bar is profitable. The house, truck, and bike are his. So is the no-strings sex in a back room he never plans to clean up. Jax lives for now. Everything is temporary.... until she isn’t. Sarah Matthews is drowning in responsibility. Overworked, overstretched, and painfully single, her life is a color-coded calendar of obligation. She doesn’t need romance. She needs escape....just once. Just long enough to remember who she was before life tightened the leash. Their deal is simple: no future, no promises, no feelings. Just heat. Just fun. Just temporary. Then a ghost from Sarah’s past crashes the fantasy – and turns desire into a battlefield. As Sarah fights to reclaim her life, Jax is forced to face the man he used to be, the man he pretends to be, and the man he might become… if he dares to want something real.