I used to think we were the definition of couple goals. You know-the annoying kind that finish each other's sentences, post mushy anniversary captions, and make single people gag. Yeah, that was us. My husband, the love of my life. My partner. My soulmate. My... lying, cheating bastard. I walked in one night, still humming the song he sent me that morning, and found him busy. And by busy, I mean balls-deep in someone who clearly didn't know her right foundation shade. I broke. Cried till I couldn't breathe. Because that was my man, my home, my whole damn world falling apart on our Egyptian cotton sheets. But then I wiped my tears, looked at him-pathetic, naked, stammering-and realized something beautiful: heartbreak makes you dangerous. He begged. Oh, he sobbed. Promised me the world, said it meant nothing, said I was everything. So I smiled and said, prove it. And he did. Bought me cars, jewelry, houses-signed every last property in my name. My name, not ours. I let him grovel, let him believe forgiveness was for sale, and every time he kissed my feet, I made him dig his grave a little deeper. Love made me soft. Betrayal made me rich. And when I finally walked out, I didn't even slam the door. I just left him there-kneeling in the ruins of everything he thought he owned.

Rachel's heart broke ten years ago. The man she wanted never saw her. She was never on his radar. So she moved on--or tried to. He was her best friend's brother, after all; escaping him was impossible. Instead, she built a life. Married another man who promised her the kind of love she'd stopped waiting for. But promises shatter easily. When Rachel discovers her husband's infidelity, the illusion of her happy ending crumbles. Mark was never the man who saw her. And the miserable truth is--the only man who ever did, abandoned her while her world fell apart. Now she's a new mother to her cheating, abusive husband's daughter, surrounded by friends who refuse to let her break... including him. Roy. Leroy. The man she weaved fantasies around since she was thirteen. So when he finally looks at her--really looks at her--and promises the kind of love she once dreamed about, Rachel lets herself fall. Completely. Only to learn she was never going to be his first choice. He had twenty years to hear her. Five months to claim her. And one night was all it took--for him to destroy her instead.

The fate of her Kingdom already depended on Cecilia but now she bore the burden of a wounded young man who could not remember anything. Sequel to Rejected.

Prince Damian rejects the girl chosen by his mother without meeting her and without knowing the girl can hear every word of his rejection. Years later he finally meets her again and falls for her without knowing she is the same person. Cecilia's story continues in Betrayal. Cover credits: xoMilkyway

Bee thinks she has all jocks figured out - until Mason slips past her defences. Mason is flying high as the popular jock until Bee brings him down to earth. When the truth comes out, it shatters everything she thought she knew - including herself. But Mason isn't willing to let go of the girl who changed him and Bee must decide whether love is worth the risk... again.

Meadow Hartley has loved Elijah Williams from the shadows. For everyone he was the charming, yet brooding golden boy, but for Meadow, he was her 'Rayne'. When his attention turns to someone else, her quiet longing turns to devastation. The final blow? Overhearing him say something that shatters her soul. Determined to move on, Meadow steps out of the sidelines and into her own light. But as she lets go, Elijah starts to see what he's lost. But, he might be too late to win her back. Especially, when his past seems determined to keep them apart.

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.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by staying small. Head low. Mouth shut. No waves, no risks, no getting caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in quiet menace. A man the streets don't just respect-they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase. He doesn't beg. He doesn't explain. Yet somehow... he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out. Neisha's defenses are falling apart. And the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation... or self-destruction. Because in a world built on loyalty, violence, and revenge; love is the most dangerous thing you can touch.

Jonathan and Isabella will have a HEA. "You know," he replies, starting to move back and forth in front of me. "I used to ignore the fact that you don't have a name or a very nice background. That you did not attend a great university or whatever. It wasn't crucial to me. But now I recognize you for who you truly are." He comes to a halt and looks at me with contempt. "White trash. Aren't you one? Isn't that how they refer to folks like you?"Jonathan....! Jonathan?! I shake my head at him, completely stunned and shocked by his statements. What? Do you think this...? Do you think this, too? "I should've known better. I thought about it a few times. Thank God, it happened now. It was a lucky escape, right?" She was seen cheating on him. All the evidence was against her. Two of his closest friends were certain of her identity because they saw her in the act. She tried explaining. The story seemed too crazy to be true. He asked for proof. She had none. He breaks up the engagement and asks her to leave the house they were living together. She cries, begs for some time till she can show him she is telling the truth. He ignores. She leaves. It seems it's over. Tags: engagement, grovel, HEA, happy ending, besotted, forgiveness, sorrow, sadness No cheating. No other women or men. Celibate. Besotted hero. Besotted ex-fiancé. Grovel. Happy ending for the main couple. Second chance. Broken engagement. Separation for week/months. Possessive. Mine. Strong language. Chapters: 24 chapters Just read if you like HEA and forgiveness because the couple will be together in the end.

My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.