The night before my wedding, I pushed open the door and found my fiancé buried deep inside my own sister moaning, thrusting, betraying me in the honeymoon suite. Three years of love. Three years working side by side at Apex Innovations. Three years of lies. But the real nightmare came after. When my parents looked me in the eye and said, "It's normal. Don't overreact." When he begged on his knees, "It was just one mistake." When my sister laughed and whispered, "It's been two years, sweetie." They thought I would cry, forgive, and stay broken. They had no idea I was quietly loading the gun

#1 werewolf #1 teenfiction "That night meant nothing to me Olivia." "You were just like another girl to me." He smirked, "and you KNOW how I do girls. I lure them," he took a crumpled paper in his hands and softly straightened it, "I fuck them. HARD." He tore the paper off in pieces, "and then, I throw them out of my life," he concluded, crushing the paper into a ball and throwing it with a perfect shot in the bin. I looked up at him in shock, anger and heartbreak. "You actually thought I got jealous!" He scoffed. Out of nowhere he threw me against the wall and I gasped as his arm pressed by my sides and he trapped me. "ALSO, DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR MATE AGAIN!" he growled, I breathed heavily as fear started crawling in. Tears flowed down my face. I struggled to breathe. "I NEVER wanted a mate. Especially not like you." He gave me a glare as if the mere sight of me disgusted him. "Who would want a mate like you anyways, huh? You're ugly, nerdy, clingy, way-too-innocent and being with you will DESTROY my social reputation." Listening to those words shattered my Wolf and she howled in pain. I gasped, trying to get some air but he pressed me against the wall harder. "Look at you," he chuckled, "So pathetic. You're not even able to defend yourself. Moon goddess made a mistake mating you with me. I will correct it ." "I won't reject you," he said, "oh no no. Rejection is easy. I will TORTURE you. I will sleep with other girls, I will flirt with them in front of your eyes and I will watch you and your wolf die everyday. I will break you to the limit where you won't ever be able to come back. And then, I will leave you to rot." "One last thing. Don't you DARE tell anyone that we are mates. Are we clear?" I nodded frantically, my heart clenching till where it was unbearable. He let out a dark chuckle and released me,"Good girl." I collapsed on the floor and almost passed out from the lack of air in my lungs. He just walked away & left me there to rot.

Raven's life takes an unexpected turn when he meets his destined mate at a local high school-she's only eighteen, he's twenty-four. Respecting her need for time, he steps back, vowing to be ready when she is. Over the years, he quietly builds a life in preparation for their future, checking in weekly, imagining the home, the meals, the life they could share. But when he misreads a scene and believes she's moved on, his carefully held composure shatters. In a moment of despair, he drinks and takes a supplement, severing their bond just when she needs him most. Only when she finds him, confused and hurt, can the truth be revealed-that nothing was as it seemed, and their connection, tested and tender, may finally begin. ***this story explores mating bonds in humans as a cultural norm. There are no werewolves or supernatural beings in this world***

Katya Clairmont has survived the worst and rebuilt her life around three things: her son, her best friend Jax, and her independence. Taking a job at Kingston Lux Holdings is supposed to be practical-a paycheck with the added bonus of working with the company's celebrated women's foundation. Instead, it drops her straight into the path of Sinclair Kingston, the impossibly intimidating CEO who mistakes her strength for scheming and her mishaps for flirting. Sinclair built an empire by controlling every variable, every risk-especially his heart. Katya is the one woman he can't file neatly away: infuriating, vulnerable, and impossible to ignore. When sabotage from his past threatens her career and her reputation, Sinclair must decide if loyalty to image is worth losing the only woman who's ever made him want more. A story of sharp banter, stolen glances, found family, and second chances-Sinners & Saints is where power, passion, and redemption collide.

On Christmas Eve, Elowen Foster tries to save her long-term relationship with a grand romantic gesture-only to walk straight into betrayal, champagne shattering on tile as her high school sweetheart is caught cheating over his desk. A week later, still raw and humiliated, she's dragged to a New Year's Eve party hosted by her best friend and her husband... who has invited the cheating ex and his shiny new replacement. Cornered, hurting, and trying not to cry into a plastic flute of prosecco, she's rescued by the one man she never expected to want her comfort- Rowan Hale Her best friend's older brother. The Viking. The one who used to tease her relentlessly. The one she secretly crushed on for years. What begins as a strategic distraction turns into one unforgettable night that changes everything.

We were together for six solid years. Broke together. Dreaming together. Building Apex from my kitchen table at 2 a.m. my spreadsheets, his vision, our future. I gave everything: savings, nights, trust. He promised I'd be there when we made it. Then one afternoon he looked me in the eye and said, "I can't do this anymore." No fight. No real reason. Just gone. Later I learned the truth: the "cousin" who was always around wasn't family. She was the woman he'd been seeing. His sister my best friend helped hide it, helped plan their life while I was still hoping he'd come back. Months later, wedding photos online. Him in a suit. Her in white. Family smiling like I never existed. I broke. Nearly didn't survive it. But I didn't vanish. I left. Rebuilt. Turned the same skills I gave him strategy, discipline, quiet strength into my own success. Stronger. Independent. Thriving. When Apex collapsed liquidated, everything gone, him left with nothing he called. Tired. Remorseful. Wanting to "fix us." I didn't come back to collect. I didn't need to haunt. I just stepped away. Karma handled the rest. Not revenge. Just consequence. When you discard the person who quietly held it all together, the structure doesn't stand. Gravity does what it always does. And I? I'm already somewhere new. Solid. Mine. That's enough

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?

Anna comes home to find her husband, Mark, in bed with her best friend, Lily. They never see her-but that night, Anna vanishes. When Anna is declared dead, Mark becomes convinced Lily killed her to protect the affair. Lily, on the other hand, believes Mark murdered his wife to make her disappear for good. Neither trusts the other, and neither feels safe. From the shadows, Anna watches as their guilt turns into paranoia and their love into a weapon. Every lie pushes them closer to destroying each other. And Anna? She's very much alive.

COMPLETED Fiona I live a simple life. It's boring but it's mine. I'm content with my job and the story the numbers tell me. Numbers don't lie, they don't promise things they can't follow through on. They are true and steady and I was good with that. Or at least I thought I was. Then I had to go and help one drunk girl and next thing you know I'm immersed in a Sons of Anarchy episode. Nothing makes sense in this world. He says I can count on him, but I can't seem to calculate if it's worth the risk. Bash I ride, I fight and I fuck. When I'm not doing that, I'm hanging out with my club brothers, running the garage I own and keeping an eye on my annoying little sister. When she gets herself in a jam, I'm taken aback by the owl eyed girl who swooped in to rescue her. As much as I tried, I couldn't shake her from my mind. As much as I wanted her to ask me for something, she didn't need anyone's help. What do I do when the first woman to actually hold my interest hasn't looked at me twice? I need her, how do I convince her she needs me too?

**Brought to you by a suggestion of a person from a Facebook group Celia has always been a bigger woman than most, being teased and bullied since childhood. But when she met and married Dave, she thought she found the perfect man. Until she discovered he thought much less of her than she thought. After being publicly shamed and humiliated in front of their friends, she questions their marriage and decides to make a drastic change. What happens when a new, hotter man enters her life and won't let her go? Jesse is a trainer at a local gym. He dates casually, but has not found, "the one." Until he meets Celia. She's at his gym to lose weight. He will do anything to make her his and keep her perfect as she is! Trigger warning: The original MMC humiliates FMC in a big way by being demeaning about her appearance in front of others. I, in no way condone ANY shaming of people based on physical traits and characteristics, or of people, in general! She will be getting a better MMC. ;) **MATURE CONTENT!! BE ADVISED. FOR 18+.