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Chloe never knew she wasn’t Alpha Morris’s daughter. Until her childhood sweetheart’s future mate hated her. The Frostpaw Pack cast her out. They told her to go back to the countryside. Chloe didn’t care. She planned to reveal her hidden identity and make Alpha Morris regret. But her real parents were the Alpha and Luna of Moonshadow Pack — one of the strongest packs. And she had six powerful, handsome Alpha brothers. Overnight, she went from a rejected fake daughter to a beloved real princess. Brother 1: “Cancel the meeting. Book my flight. No one hurts my sister.” Brother 2: “Cancel the show. I’m picking Chloe up.” Brother 3: “Postpone the match. My sister comes first.” Los Angeles was shocked. Frostpaw Pack regretted deeply. Her childhood sweetheart tried to win her back. Before she could refuse, Lorenzo — Alpha of Darkstar Pack — held out a $100 million ring. “Mate.”

After being married to Caden Lancaster for seven years, I find a diamond ear stud that doesn't belong to me in his suit pocket for the first time. What's more, I haven't worn jewelry in a long time. I calmly place the stud on the dining table in the living room and wait for Caden to come back with our son, Felix Lancaster. As soon as Felix walks in, he spots the sparkling stud and says with disdain, "Mom, you're wasting money again." I hold back the urge to hit him. I ignore him and shift my gaze to Caden, who is standing behind him. "Explain yourself. Whose earring is this?" I say coolly. Caden doesn't speak. He stands there as if he is frozen in place. His handsome features stiffen. Seeing the scene, Felix suddenly bursts into laughter. "Dad, did you find me a new mom? That's great!" My six-year-old son imitates the mocking tone he heard from short videos and shouts at me, "Having a plain Jane mom like you is so embarrassing! Get out of my house! This looks like Ms. Sulvan's earring. That's great! I want her to be my mom. She's pretty, gentle, and she really likes Dad." Every word cuts deeply into my heart. Upon hearing this, Caden loosens his clenched fist. He takes two shoehorns from the cabinet behind him and smacks Felix on the head. He hands both of them to me and asks in a low, grim voice, "Which one do you want, honey? The wider one or the thinner one?"

Excerpt: "Kaleb I am still married to Roman. There is nothing that I want to say right now other than yes to you...but the marriage certificate binds me to your brother," I voiced out, lifting my hand to touch the side of his face. His eyes were still closed, but he leaned on my touch. ************** Barely a year into her marriage, Ayla, an orphan, does not expect to be cheated on by her husband, or to be forced into working as a maid to repay the money used to fund her wedding. Within just a blink of an eye, her life changes for the worst, that is until her husband's stepbrother, Kaleb, comes into it. He is a forbidden fruit, but she struggles to stay away from him. Rivals are made, sides are taken, battle lines are drawn, crimes are committed and secrets are revealed. Will Ayla jump over every hurdle thrown in her way with the help of Kaleb, will they manage to stay away from each other, or will they get swallowed by the traps of their rivals?

Each of my three ex-boyfriends ends up committing suicide right after eating food that my mother, Florence Winters, makes. Their deaths are very different from one another, with the only similarity being that they all eat food made by Mom before they die. Mom goes viral in an instant. She becomes the center of everyone's attention, and she is even taken away by the police. But they never manage to find anything wrong with any of the food she makes. I don't dare to get into another relationship. I pack my things and move out of the house, leaving Mom. Two years later, Mom shows up at my engagement party. She proceeds to feed my fiance, Lawrence Smith, some food…

"You know you smell like pineapple juice "his husky voice came out making her shiver . she pulled his grip on her awsy and tried moving from his grip but his hold on her was just so tight that she couldn't move an inch "You know we can't keep on doing this ,you are my step dad"her weak feeble voice came out but instead the man just grinned as he thrust into her . After being betrayed by her ex and her best friend ,Dora was heart broken and decided to spend the night at the club and drink away her sorrow ,but luck wasn't on her side because that night she had sex with a stranger in the club,and the next day her mom introduce him to her as her fiancee and he was going to be her step dad . Dora felt more devastated and decided to move far away but not until two months later she found out that she was pregnant . she was pregnant for the stranger she met at the club and it wad no other than her step dad ,the man that she hated so much ,she so much wanted to end their marriage but along the line she found out something that changed her life forever .

In the ninth year after I married Charlie Lockwood, he brings his first love, Cecilia Moore, back home. She is gentle, beautiful, and understanding. Everyone treasures her like she is some precious gem. Right under my nose, Charlie begins to develop feelings for her. The household gradually comes under her control. Even my two children, whom I cherish dearly, would rather have Cecilia as their mother. Just when I am completely disheartened, I discover my true identity. With how things are in the Lockwood household now, there is no longer anything here that is worth staying back for. Without hesitation, I file for divorce and return home to take over my family business.

My sister pulled a knife during a robbery attempt, and we got into a brutal fight. My mom, an auxiliary police officer, arrived at the scene but totally ignored my injury. As I lay in a pool of blood, begging for help, she just cradled my sister and yelled at me, "You're so desperate for attention that you'd hurt your sister? How did I raise a heartless monster like you?" She branded me as the aggressor, ignored my pleas, and rushed my sister, who had mere scratches, to the hospital. I was left alone to die miserably in that deserted alley. When the news of my death arrived, my mother dismissed it as another one of my lies, pointing at my body and demanding I get up to apologize to my sister.

Mom and Dad keep claiming that I'm their firstborn, so they need to love me with all their hearts. Already, they're saving up for my college funds and keep taking me on vacations abroad just to explore the world. This time, I've gotten a full score on my exams. My parents decide to take me and my four-year-old sister, Amelia Orson, on a trip. Worried that I might mind Amelia's presence, they even specifically explain to me that no one is capable of taking care of Amelia in their stead, so she has to come along. I accept the explanation immediately. But Amelia falls sick right before the trip. There isn't any cough syrup left at home, so I use my pocket money to buy some imported cough syrup and feed Amelia with it. I thought I'd get praised for my efforts. Instead, Mom rushes over to induce vomiting for Amelia. With red-rimmed eyes, she scolds me, "How dare you feed her medicine without checking the source! Do you have any idea how lethal that is? When I was young, I almost died from a dose of misused medication fed by my own sister! How dare you try to harm Amelia, you wretched child!" After that, Mom tells Dad to bring out his suitcase so that she can lock me up in it. "You want to go on a trip because you've scored full marks in your exams, right? Fine! Have all the fun you want in the suitcase!" What they've forgotten is the fact that Dad often uses this suitcase on his business trips, so there's a TSA-approved lock on it. I can't even open the suitcase from inside.

Three months after my husband, Josiah Erikson, disappears in a skiing accident, I spot him in a bar. He's laughing freely with an arm slung casually around his "best friend", Monica Jones' shoulders. "Good thing you came up with the idea. I'd almost forgotten what freedom feels like." One after another, his buddies clink glasses with him and ask about when he plans to reappear. He looks down and thinks about it before saying, "In a week. I'll show up once she's gone completely crazy searching for me." Standing in the shadows, I watch him savor his freedom, then call my friend who works at the state vital records office.

I had been secretly married to Vivian Grant, my CEO wife, for six years, yet she never once let our son call her Mom. After she missed his birthday again because of her male assistant, I finally put the divorce papers in front of her and walked away for good with our son. The woman who had always seemed so controlled finally fell apart. She stormed into the office demanding to know where I’d gone. But this time, neither my son nor I were coming back.