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Liesl McGrath is an up-and-coming artist but for eight years she focuses on her husband as a devoted partner, adjusting her life and her career around him achieving his goal of becoming CEO by the age of thirty.

Her life is perfect until her glass castle crashes down. Her husband admits to infidelity with none other than her own sister and there is a child coming. Liesl decides the best way to mend her shattered heart is by destroying the one thing he holds more important than anything else: his career.

Isaias Machado is a billionaire first generation American he knows the value of hard work and doing what it takes to survive. His entire life has been geared to the moment he can take the McGrath company away from the corrupted men who once left his family homeless.

When Liesl McGrath approaches the billionaire to bribe him with information set to ruin her ex-husband, Isaias Machado is chomping at the bit to take everything the McGrath’s prize including Liesl.

A story of love, revenge and healing needs to start somewhere and Liesl’s pain is the catalyst to the wildest rollercoaster ride of her life. Let the bribery begin.

Layla's POV :Little did I think my world would be turned upside down. Dean and Aleck my best friends who who protected me ever since kindergarten and had always remained by my side, truly were nothing like I remembered. Ever since I was eighteen I knew and I kept it hidden, I hid it so well until it wasn't. Falling in love with your Best friends isn't something you should do especially when they're twin brothers. Our friendship was good until I ditched them for my Own sanity. Disappearing did the trick however a spur of the moment
get together with the rest of our college friends,led me to reveal some of my secrets. And some of theirs. From being accused by friends I gave up. Little did I know the get together was just a ruse for them to get back into my life and they were playing the long game, making sure I belonged to them and them only.
Dean's POV : The minute we I opened the door and saw her ,so beautiful, I knew it was either going to go our way or she ran. We fell in love with her at Eighteen,she was seventeen and off limits,she saw us as brother so we waited, when she disappeared we let her ,she thought we had no idea where she was ,she as absolutely fucking wrong. We watch her every move and knew how to make her cave to our wishes.
Aleck's POV : Little Layla had become so fucking beautiful, Dean and I decided she would be ours. She walked around the island unaware if what was coming her way.one way or the other Our best friend would end up under us in our bed and she would ask for it too.

At my wedding ceremony, a woman six months pregnant walked down the aisle and announced to everyone: she was carrying my fiancé's child.

I tore my wedding dress to shreds on the spot and declared the wedding over.

But the real betrayal was just beginning—

My own mother actually urged me to become the other woman. "Men make mistakes sometimes. Todd's family has money—just put up with it."

My stepfather took advantage of my vulnerability and tried to assault me. "Since Todd doesn't want you anymore, you should learn to appreciate those who truly care about you."

Since kindness was mistaken for weakness, and blood ties became shackles—

Don't blame me for turning ruthless.

I'll make every single person who hurt me pay the price!

"They took eight years of my life, destroyed my family, and buried the truth under a mountain of lies. I walked out of Riverside State Penitentiary with nothing but a canvas bag and a marriage contract to a man in a coma—my last desperate chance at revenge.

But some sleeping princes aren't as helpless as they seem. And sometimes, the most beautiful love stories begin with the darkest plans for vengeance.

Justice may sleep, but it never dies. And when it awakens... it changes everything."

Seven years ago, I left him while carrying his child.

That night, I had a reservation ready to tell him we were having a baby. He texted about a last-minute audition. Then I saw him on TMZ having candlelit dinner with a producer's daughter.

So I walked away. Had Mia alone. Built a gallery in Portland under a fake name. Four years of pretending the past never happened.

Until he showed up at my door, saying he was Noah's uncle.

Those eyes—left one blue, right one green—matched my daughter's exactly.

He said he'd been searching for seven years. That he studied my paintings every night. That he'd been living across the street, watching over me in secret.

I should've slammed the door.

But when the world called me a fraud, when I stood accused in Paris with cameras everywhere, he flew five thousand miles to tell everyone: "She's my wife. Mia's mother."

Seven years ago, he made me hide in shadows. Seven years later, he dragged me into the spotlight.

The question is—do I dare trust him again?

I used to think I was living the perfect life. I had my career as a strategic planner that was respected across the region. I had Kai, my fiancé who I'd loved since we were kids. I even daydreamed about the pups we'd have someday, little ones running around the pack house with his eyes and my stubbornness.

But that was all bullshit.

One conversation I wasn't supposed to hear changed everything. Suddenly my whole happy life turned into a lie. My perfect future was going to shatter right there at my own mating ceremony, in front of everyone.

Well, fuck that. If Kai thinks he can humiliate me, he's got another thing coming.

I died at seventeen on a Christmas night, bleeding out on cold pavement while my bullies scattered. "If there's a next life, Mom... just go without me this time."

But I woke up back to that day—fifteen years old again, standing in the chaos of FBI cameras and reporters. The day they rescued us from that mountain hell.

In my past life, when the Whitman family found their long-lost daughter Rose, I was just unwanted baggage. The murderer's child. My mother couldn't even look at me without shaking—I was her walking nightmare, a trigger for her trauma.

This time should be exactly the same. I'm ready to walk away, to tell the reporters I'm "just passing by."

But then a hand suddenly grabs my wrist with desperate strength.

I turn around, and it's her—my mother, Rose Whitman. But this time, her eyes aren't empty. They're blazing with something I've never seen before.

"She is my daughter!" she declares to the shocked crowd. "And I'm taking her home!"

Wait... what? Why is everything different this time?

I busted my ass working for five years, completely wrecked my health just to scrape together money for his eye surgery. Then I discovered—he was never blind to begin with.

When I asked him why.

"Because you owe me," Matthew stared at me with those cold eyes.

But I can't remember a damn thing...

Now I'm about to die from late-stage stomach cancer. I wonder if Matthew will be pleased?

I watched my husband choose another woman over me.
Less than three seconds. That's all it took for Dr. Colton Whitmore to decide which pregnant woman to save first during the December storm. Me—his wife, bleeding out from a car crash. Or Sienna—his high school crush, back in town and conveniently helpless.
"She's an athlete," he told the nurse. "She can handle it."
Handle what? Dying while he shopped for another woman's baby supplies?
While I hemorrhaged in a hospital hallway, forty-two strangers donated blood to keep me alive. My own husband wasn't one of them.
But this small town has eyes. And Facebook. And a very long memory.
Everyone saw his choice. Everyone knows the truth.
Now it's my turn to choose.
And unlike him, I won't need three seconds to decide.

"You two are a perfect match," my fiancé sneered, pointing at the rogue king's son. "A bloodline-less she-wolf and a traitor's bastard."

He meant it as the ultimate insult.

So I started helping Kael anyway. Slipping moonstone powder into his food. Treating his scars. Standing by him when no one else would.

They called me crazy for wasting my time on someone so beneath me.

Then the mate ceremony happened.

Silver light exploded from my body as Luna bloodline awakened in my veins. And when Moon Goddess revealed our bond, Ethan watched the "worthless" girl and the "dangerous" rogue become the most powerful pair in the territory.

Turns out he was right. We really were a perfect match.

I'm crouched on this fucking balcony clutching a pregnancy test, hands shaking like a leaf—two blazing red lines staring me in the face. I was such a goddamn fool thinking I'd tell Remy about our baby tonight. What a sick joke!
The banquet hall's roaring below and there's that bastard on stage, arm wrapped around Olivia, shouting "This winery has NO future without her!" Each word slams into me like a sledgehammer. TEN FUCKING YEARS! When he was drowning in debt, I sold every piece of Mom's jewelry to save his ass!
Then the son of a bitch hurls a box of abortion pills at me like I'm garbage: "Kill it, or Olivia's daddy pulls his money."
I'm glaring at that box and it hits me—ten years of my life pissed away on this piece of shit, and now even the innocent baby growing inside me is worth less than his blood money! I gave him everything and he's ready to murder our child for a fucking check!

On what should have been the happiest night of my life, I discovered a brutal truth—my fiancé Asher, whom I'd loved for seven years, was having an affair with my sister Janet in a storage room. Even worse, they were plotting to take everything from me!

"That idiot still thinks I'm the helpless little wolf pup from the orphanage who needed her protection... She has no idea I now prefer cunning women like you."

Hearing those words from their own mouths, my heart shattered completely. In my rage, I decided to fight fire with fire, rescuing the mysterious werewolf Eric from a dangerous containment facility just before his execution. I thought I'd found my weapon for revenge, never knowing this "dangerous" wolf harbored an even greater secret.

I'm Vivian Miller, USC Film School graduate and Hollywood production assistant. For three years, I used my connections and resources to build my husband Rick into one of the hottest independent producers in town.

On our anniversary night, I prepared a three-layer cake and candlelit dinner, waiting for him to come home from the Oscar after-party. Instead, I got red lipstick stains on his shirt and the lingering scent of unfamiliar perfume.

When I discovered that woman was Oscar-nominated actress Amy Williams, everything clicked. She was his college sweetheart, his white moonlight. And me? Just her substitute.

The cruelest truth was yet to come—our wedding anniversary was Amy's birthday.

After our divorce, I thought leaving quietly would give me a fresh start. I was wrong. Amy wanted to destroy me completely. Online harassment, job offers rescinded, fans attacking me on the street... she wanted me erased.

But what she didn't know was that every project idea in Rick's company came from me. Those copyrights belonged to me all along.

Golden Globe red carpet, under the spotlight, when I stood before Rick and Amy, all of Hollywood had no idea what was about to unfold.

The Alaskan winds cut across my face like knives, but only one thought consumed me—why hadn't Madison shown up to get me? In ten years, my sister had never failed to be there.

Until I walked in on my brother-in-law tangled up with some blonde bitch, and my world shattered. "Fallen through ice in a blizzard"? What a goddamn lie. They cut open her eight-month pregnant belly to steal her baby—while she was still conscious. They let her suffer for 47 excruciating minutes before she died.

I didn't break out of the psych ward to cry about it. I came back so these monsters can pay their blood debts in full. They think I was born wicked? Fine. Let me show them exactly how it feels to have your living body sliced open.

DNA test results: I'm not the Kelly family's real daughter.
Their actual daughter Sierra came home.
She got my room, my college fund, and my boyfriend started protecting her too.
The night our house caught fire, I almost died inside, but my boyfriend said "thank God the real family is safe."
"Figure out who you are first," he told me when we broke up.
My parents spent my college money on Sierra's clothes and suggested I take a gap year.
Fine. I'll figure out who I am.
Two and a half years later, I'm back driving a company car, scouting locations for a coffee shop chain.
Sierra's working three part-time jobs to pay bills, my ex-boyfriend's a temp worker at city hall.
My former parents are using coupons at the grocery store.
And me? I'm deciding whether to invest six figures in this town.

I thought returning to wealth meant happiness. I was wrong—it was the entrance to hell.
My celebrity husband Ryan uses me as his personal punching bag every night, calling it "method acting." Meanwhile, my perfect sister Stella whispers in his ear: "Ruby did everything during her street years. You need to show her where she belongs."
When I called for help while holding my three-year-old Lily, crying, my family only said: "Tonight is Stella's Golden Globe night. Stop causing drama."
On that final night, as the rope tightened around my neck, I finally understood—
I should never have came home.
Three days after my death, they finally stepped into the mansion. Not to save me, but to confront me about my "disappearance."
Until Lily's trembling finger pointed at that sandbag...

Merigold is a single mom who was just supposed to meet the brother she just found. She didn't expect to be thrown into a world of motorcycle clubs and danger. Her father started the club and her brother now runs it. She is the heiress to the club. She didn't expect to fall in love with not one but two club members only to have her heartbroken. She wasn't supposed to get pregnant. Who is the father? Do I tell them? And there was no way she was supposed to get kidnapped by a rival club. Will she be rescued in time to save her life and the lives of her babies.

After her rebirth, my sister was overjoyed. She knew that the "struggling screenwriter" was actually a Hollywood billionaire heir. This time, she was determined not to miss out on her meal ticket! She forced me to help her pose as an intellectual artist to win his heart.
I agreed because in my previous life, I was the one who "stole" him away.
But I underestimated the pain of watching the man I loved being deceived. My sister's performance was full of holes, while he found genuine connection in my unremarkable comics.
When he exposed my sister's lies in front of the world and turned to me instead, she lost it. She cried to the media: "That bitch of a sister stole my boyfriend!"
This time, I won't back down from false accusations. Because his love had been mine from the beginning.

I thought I had married the love of my life, until I discovered he planned to use my womb as a sacrifice for his mistress.

For five years, I gave Dax everything—my brilliance, my body, my soul. I believed we were building a future together, trying for the baby that would complete our Silicon Valley fairy tale.

Then I overheard the conspiracy that shattered my world: defective embryos implanted in my body, followed by a hysterectomy disguised as "medical complications." All to clear the path for Ada and their "perfect heir."

In that moment, I realized I had never been his wife—I was just a disposable vessel.

But they made one fatal mistake: they underestimated the fury of a betrayed woman with an MIT degree and nothing left to lose.

Love had made me blind, but betrayal made me brilliant.

I'm Lilly. After my rescue from a rival club, the Reckless Renegades gave me a new start. I was just getting my life on track when my past comes back to haunt me. With a newfound passion for singing will my old guardian who is set on selling me ruin the future I am building. After an accident that my guardian set up in a kidnapping attempt, I lose my vision. I have to learn how to live my life differently. I need to overcome my new challenges and give up on my dream. Will I rise to the challenge? Will my guardian win? Will I get to find love and happiness despite everything that has happened to me?
I'm Tank. I fell for her hard but I don't deserve her. She is light and innocent. I'm a dark biker. She deserves more than me. When her past comes back I need to step up and claim what is mine.

I'm Silvy. I'm tired of waiting around for Mr. Right. I don't think he is coming. I want a family, badly. So I'm taking matters into my own hands. I don't need to be married or have a boyfriend to have a baby. I am going to have artificial insemination. I ask my friend and biggest man-whore I know, Goof, to help me. He isn't ready to settle down so I know he will walk away when the time comes. He agrees to help me but changes the terms. He wants to have sex with me. I can do that. I mean he is hot as hell. I just have to keep my heart out of it. I may have a crush on the man but I won't let that get in the way of what I want.
I'm Goof. I agree to be Silvy's sperm donor but on my terms. Silvy thinks I'm going to walk away from her and the baby when she gets pregnant. I don't think so. I have been in love with Silvy for over a year. I have been trying to figure out a way to get out of the friend zone. Now I have my chance.

It was not until that fateful night that I witnessed my fiancé, Professor Edmund, embracing his "sister," Cordelia, in a passionate kiss, overhearing him declare that I was merely a "convenient arrangement," a façade to conceal their unspeakable forbidden attraction.

The engagement ring he had bestowed upon me was ill-fitted and mismatched in style—because it was never intended for me.

As for Cordelia—this seemingly innocent ward—her most closely guarded secret has finally come to light: fifteen years ago, she hastily pushed Edmund's biological sister, Violet, to her death, and subsequently usurped her identity, claiming a family and love that were never rightfully hers.

Eden Quinn has always played it safe—quiet, polite, painfully untouched. At 25, she’s still a virgin, living in the shadow of her vibrant older sister and a past she never quite escaped. But when she returns to her coastal hometown for Harper’s wedding, everything changes—starting with one drunken confession at a backyard BBQ: she’s still a virgin… and she’s tired of it.

“Say it, Payton! Ask me to make you come and you will come like you’ve never come before.” He promises me. As he is saying this, his fingers are tracing the tiny triangle of my underwear.
“Please Jake. Now. Make me come.” I plead.
Payton has been a good girl her whole life. She just wants to get out of her mother and stepfather’s house and get her own life. What she doesn’t expect is a long-lost step-brother crashing into their lives and becomes her roomie. It’s true that he is an ex-Marine with an eight pack, but he is also a grease monkey biker who likes to talk dirty to her. His words make her quiver in anticipation, and his hands make her body twitches and spasms.

"You are mine Gracie... your fears, tears... I'm going to completely shatter you until you know nothing else but my name

"I... I'm not yours "I stuttered

His gaze grew noticeably darker at my words

"I dare you to say that again," he said taking a threatening step closer.

I opened my mouth but no words came out, next thing I was flattened between him and the wall

My body shuddered at his domineering look

"you belong to me... Your body... Your soul... I'll enjoy marking you again.... and again" he whispered, his teeth grazing lightly on my neck

How did I get to this situation, was there no way out?

He'd already broke me... Took my virginity... What else does he want from me?

Graciela Evans was just an average nerd struggling through high school, her only wish was to get a good life what happens when she becomes the target of their school's infamous bad boy...

Hayden Mcandrew

She owes him a debt, and he was going to make her repay it

Not even a cent less.

[Warning: Mature 18+]
Harriet Wonder's life was far from wonderful. It was a never-ending nightmare controlled by her wicked family. Her father, desperate to save their failing business, sold her off to a wealthy old man. From a young age, her stepmother subjected her to constant abuse. And to make matters worse, her obsessive stepbrother held her captive, like a marionette with no control over her own life. Fed up with being a mere pawn, Harriet decided to take matters into her own hands and seek revenge. She took a bold step and went to a bar, where she paid a man to take her virginity. Little did she know, the man she chose was none other than Lucas, an Alpha werewolf! In his hands, she discovered a world of passion and love, like a wonderland. But could salvation truly be found in the clutches of a beast? Or was it just another cruel twist of fate?

Ellie is an orphaned werewolf pup, kidnapped and held by an evil Alpha. Alpha Gunner, of the Blood Claw pack forced Ellie at just eight years old to swear a blood oath to mate his son Tyson, when they came of age.
The Alpha's own thirst for conquering neighboring packs lands him in hot water with the council, a governing body made up of every type of supernatural creature that keeps the peace. The council additionally houses the Shadow Warriors, an equally diverse group of elites that police and fight those like Gunner who seek only to destroy.
When Ellie catches a window of opportunity, she escapes and finds a friendly pack to take her in. However, Gunner will not let her go that easily, and gets increasingly desperate to find her.
When all hope seems lost for Ellie, the Moon Goddess intervenes, and sends Ellie her warrior mates. Can her mates free her from Gunner once and for all? Will Ellie ever learn the truth of who she really is and why Gunner wants her so bad?

This book is strictly intended for a mature audience.

I thought I was the happiest woman in the world... until I clicked on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my entire world came crashing down.

The woman on the bed was Calista - that girl who grew up with us since we were kids. And that hand caressing her skin was wearing the wedding ring I had personally put on Matteo's finger.

"I've missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."

Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.

Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?

Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...

His life is full of violence, blood and death. His name is Cerberus, that's what they call him because he's vicious, cruel, and ruthless. To be The Mafia leader you have to be, fearless, heartless and shameless, to have what you want, to get what you want and to own what you want. Gabriel 30 years, the leader of the black cross mafia or family as he calls it, he's well known everywhere due to his cruel acts. Ariel a sweet 18 years high school girl innocent, shy, kind and pure. The girl who always sees the good in people even though they can't see it themselves. She's a believer that everyone matters and everyone must have a chance. These two people will meet, their worlds collide, their life won't be the same. Is the gangster going to be changed by the angel or the pure soul of the angel is going to be tainted.

Anthony was the only guy I've ever wanted but couldn't. He was my brother's best friend. Besides, he always saw me as an annoying brat.


I felt him behind me. I saw him standing there, just as I remembered him.

"What's your name ?"

Holy shit, he didn't know it was me. I decided I could have this for myself.

"Tessa, what's yours?"

"Anthony, how would you like to go somewhere else?"

I didn't need to think about this; I wanted it. I've always wanted him to be my first, and it looks like my wish is about to come true.                               

I've always been attracted to him. He hasn't seen me in years. I followed him out of the club, his club. He Stopped short.

He grabbed my hand and walked through the door. Just that simple touch made me want him.
The minute we stepped outside, he pushed me against the wall and took my mouth. His kiss was all I'd dreamt it would be when he sucked and bit my lower lip; I think I came right then. He pulled away from me slightly.

"No one can see anything; you're safe with me."

He continued his assault on my lips; then his warm, delicious mouth was on my nipple.

"Oh God"

His free hand found its way between my legs. When he slid two fingers into me, a needy moan escaped my lips.

"So tight, it's like you were made for me………."

He stopped and looked at me ,I knew that look ,I remember it as his thinking look.  The minute the car stopped he grabbed my hand and got out ,he led me towards what seemed like a private elevator.
He just stood there looking at me.

"You're a virgin? Please tell me I'm Wrong; please say you're not."

"I am..."


Anthony was the only guy I've ever wanted, but couldn't ,he was my brother's best friend. Besides, he always saw me as an annoying brat.

What would you do when the possibility of the man you've always wanted to be yours is in front of you? Would you grab that chance or let it slip away. Callie took her chance but with it comes trouble, heartbreak and Jealousy. Her world shatters around her but her brothers Best friend was her main goal and she means to attain him one way or the other.