He made me his ol' lady. I thought it was because he'd finally seen me as more than my brother's little sister. Until I heard him talking with his ex, I didn't realize he was with me out of guilt, that he'd promised to protect me. So I ran and didn't look back...until I had to go back to find him waiting for me.

Gigi has always wanted one thing she could never have-Landon. Quiet. Unshakeable. Untouchable. For years, she's been the punchline of whispered jokes and cruel labels. Promiscuous. Reckless. A sl*t. A woman who doesn't know how to be loved, only used. And maybe that's how she learned to survive-by owning the brand the world burned into her skin. Until Landon. For one fleeting moment, he sees her. Wants her. Holds her like she's more than a rumor. But when tragedy strikes their circle of friends-Mark and Rachel's marriage imploding under the weight of betrayal-Gigi finds herself accused of the unthinkable. Manipulation. Infidelity. Of being the reason another woman's life fell apart. And this time, the voices aren't just strangers. They're her friends. Including the man she loves most. Landon turns on her, his words cutting deeper than any lie ever could. Whore. Homewrecker. Mistake. And with him goes the last piece of her she ever thought was worthy of mercy. But when the truth surfaces-when the lies unravel-can Gigi escape the brand that's defined her for years? Can she ever believe Landon that she's the woman beyond her body-worthy of a breaking heart?

Keshia never asked to be the villain. She was just a woman who walked away from a forgettable man-until his wife showed up, pregnant, broken, and holding the truth like a loaded gun. Keshia doesn't crumble. She listens. She helps. She fights back with truth. But lies travel faster than the truth ever could. So when she joins forces with his wife to expose him, Keshia is dubbed the villain by the husband and his lapdogs. The evil witch who wrecked a marriage and manipulated a vulnerable wife into leaving him. Threatened and ambushed, she learns just how far the husband will go to silence her. Enter Luca, the loyal goon who believed the wrong story. Who could've shown her mercy, but didn't. Who watched her fall and realized too late that he's the one who pushed her. And Keshia? Her mercy has turned phantom-vanished with the woman he failed.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

He's a gorgeous model. She has severe acne scarring. It doesn't help when she hears him brutally disparage her looks. So she teaches him a verbal lesson in humanity. That should have been that. So why won't he stop calling her?

At our gender reveal, my husband joked about getting my sister pregnant with a boy. Everybody thought that was hilarious. Except me.

I fell in love with Glory the first time I saw her picture. After what she'd been through, I didn't think I stood a chance, but I was willing to take whatever she was willing to give me. Because I was going to love this woman the rest of my life and nothing would ever hurt her again.

I'm married to a cover model/tattoo artist who swore his ex was history. She wasn't, as I was about to discover.

Flashback to the 1950s. Veronica became pregnant by up-and-coming lawyer Paul. He did the right thing and married her. However, his plans weren't revolving around forever, and Veronica overheard him talking to his former? current? girlfriend. That's when Veronica started making her own plans.

My fiance was due back from his year-long deployment today. His job was dangerous, the area he was in even more so, which led to me keeping my heartbreaking news to myself so he wouldn't be distracted while he was overseas. Little did I know, he'd already been distracted. And she let me know it.