Hi all, I shall be updating this story 5 days out of 7 a week as I am working on a second project in parallel. Luna thought she understood the man she married. But when she is at her worst ,she discovers that her husband Isaac has never truly let go of his ex-wife. Suddenly the fragile thread she was holding on to begins to fray. And in that moment she makes an unthinkable decision. One devastating night changes everything. HI, I will be updating this 5 days out of 7 every week as I am working on another project. After a suicide attempt leaves Luna in a coma, Isaac is forced to confront the truth he has ignored for years-the emotional ties that still bound him to the woman who once owned his heart had almost destroyed the woman he now loved. When Luna wakes, confused and shattered, she wants to walk away from the life they built. Isaac desperately wants a second chance to prove he can become the man she deserved all along. But rebuilding trust after betrayal and neglect is never simple. And healing takes more than promises. Content / Trigger Warnings This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including: Suicide attempt Postpartum depression Emotional infidelity / emotional cheating Marital conflict and betrayal Mental health struggles following childbirth

Nolan Miller fell for Macie, hard and fast, without considering how she'd fit into his real life, the one where he is known as Wrecker VP of the Phantom's. Six years, one wedding, and two kids later, Wrecker comes home from a run to discover that his wife changed the locks. She knows what he did, and she's done. When the club's battles spill over into her front yard, she and her children are forced back into his orbit and his club. Where she learns his mistakes have followed him home. Little does Wrecker know, but his mistakes may cost him more than just his marriage; they may cost him and the club everything. Meet the Phantom Mc's: a group of unapologetic assholes who ride and die for each other. They're your stereotypical criminal bikers guilty of over-indulging in booze, women, and money. These men are not heroes, nor do they want to be, and the real stories are found in the women who tolerate them.

I used to love those movies where the guy's ex, The One That Got Away, comes back to town, and he's unable to resist her even though he's taken. I was even dumb enough to cheer for the star-crossed lovers. Now that I've lived that particular scenario, I'm about to find out what happens to the abandoned girlfriend after the two love birds get together. Coming soon!

He called her his. His ol' lady. His wife. Property of Clutch. Rebecca "Bex" Pierce never belonged to anyone. She chose him. She stood beside him. She wore his patch with pride. Until the night he chose wrong. When a lie tears through the Dawnbreakers MC, loyalty turns toxic and pride turns cruel. In front of his brothers, in front of the clubhouse, Clutch does the one thing Bex never thought he would. He doesn't hit her. He doesn't cheat. He just doesn't believe her. And if he doesn't believe her? Then the patch means nothing. So she takes it off herself. Throws it at his feet. And walks away from the only life she's ever known. No protection. No club. No husband. The fallout fractures the Dawnbreakers from the inside out. Secrets unravel. Brothers fall. The club reforms. But the woman he lost? She isn't waiting to be claimed again. If Clutch wants his wife back, he won't just have to apologize. He'll have to rebuild everything he broke. Publicly. Relentlessly. Without expecting forgiveness. Because this time, she isn't property of anyone. Not even him. This story was born inside the Grovel & Betrayal Facebook group during a live "build-a-book" day. You asked for: • Public humiliation • Believed-the-wrong-person betrayal • Nuclear heartbreak • A man who has to earn her back And as I was reading your comments, one character kept echoing in my head. Clutch. You met him in Unlawful Hearts. You saw the quiet weight he carried. You heard him whisper to Remi. You watched him stand in the fire with the Dawnbreakers. This is his story. Welcome back to the Redemption Road world, this is within the same timeline as Unlawful Hearts.

Genevieve Anderson, the girl that had been left behind and forgotten. In a town where everybody knows everybody, meaning that no one goes unnoticed. Nobody just grabs a bag and leaves in the middle of the night, without someone seeing something. Nobody changes identity over night, and is suddenly left with the care of their father in her hands. Forgotten over night, Genevieve changes the person that everyone thought they knew. Gone was the girl that would smile and wave to everyone, was replaced by a girl that had a need for stealing and getting by every day. She had been left with the responsibility of an old ranch that was no longer in operation and the care of her father, who had been to war, and was suffering from additions like there was no tomorrow. Gone was the girl that depended on her big brothers to open the gate, replaced with a girl that worked long hours at the ranch, before she was sneaking out after midnight, to drive whatever cars her brothers had left behind. Except, one day, something happens and everything takes a turn for the worse. "I left you here, for 20 minuets, and you have already let him relapse?! I trusted you, for a second, and you backstabbed me?! I can't believe any of you anymore, because you are made of lies!" Holding on by a string, Genevieve isn't sure how much more she can take, especially when people appear from the past she thought she left behind, when she was 5 years old. Time moves on for a reason, doesn't it? "I told you to forget about it. It's in the past, and nobody has ever asked me to do what you are asking me to do. You are asking me to put away my boots and hat, and stand in front of people in heels and a puffy dress. That's not who I am, if you had stuck around to find out who I really am. " ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 21.11.24 Finished: -

"My 17-year-old but has seen better and worse days. It has been through ups and downs, through flat and flatter. But regardless of all the shit it had to endure, it still honours the earth by its presence." "That's an awful intro. Although it's not far from the truth." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Noel Avalon Malcom. A teenager who had to grow up too fast. Abandoned by her family for a false accusation and left to fend for herself. What happens, when she ends up at the police station and has no choice but to call her father? And when she is forced to live there with her brothers and sister? She has her own demons and secrets, but even the family, which seems so perfect on the outside has its demons. Will Noel be able to forgive them for all the wrongdoings against her? Will the truth come out? And will they stand against their demons, or get defeated by them?

I ran away because I couldn't bear the thought of staying with someone who had betrayed me. Kayden Hawkins, my best friend and the guy I thought I would marry, knocked up Amber Smith during our high school graduation, so I fled our small town, I fled the heartbreak and pain. Ten years later, I'm back in town, and now everything has changed.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae After single mom Sophia overhears the love of her life, Grey, call their life "exhausting," her world shatters. She walks away, forcing the tattooed, man who adored her and her son to embark on a relentless journey fighting for a second chance to become the husband and father they deserve.

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

One lesson I learned very early in life was to be cheerful, to be agreeable, to do as I was told and ask for nothing, and to never ever complain. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and maybe they'll love you. I grew into an adult who took care of others and never expected that those I loved would take care of me in return. I gave and never asked, never expected, never demanded. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and you'll find someone that will love you. And then one day, a Dragon walked into my workplace and turned my world upside down with a single wink. Having grown up watching his father treat his men like they were disposable, just meat bags to be fed into the grinder, Dragon was determined to be different when he became president of the Dragon's Inferno MC. He cares about his people. He takes care of them. He was upfront with me, taking care of his MC and those he considered to be his would always be his priority. And I agreed to that, I joined him in that mission, throwing myself into becoming the perfect old lady of the prez. Smile Maddie. Act happy Maddie. Take care of them and maybe they'll love you. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't complain and maybe he'll love you. I told myself I was independent. I was strong. And I didn't need my Dragon to take care of me. And I almost believed it. Almost. But now I'm watching him with her. I'm watching him comfort her. I'm watching him listen to her, support her, reassure her. I'm watching him take time from his day to check in with her. I'm watching him worry about her. I'm watching them become closer right in front of my eyes. I'm seeing every thoughtful gesture he does for her. And me? I'm not happy. I'm not smiling. I'm done being agreeable. Fuck not causing trouble. I'm about to set my Dragon's world on fire. And then I'm walking away. She can have him. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing myself.