There is so much a woman can take before she snaps. I have been married to my husband for ten years, gave him three healthy kids, did his laundry, cooked his meals, moved all over the country for him and what did I get in return? Lies, and lies, deceit, betrayal and heartbreak. They say revenge is a dish better served cold we'll have a well prepared cold meal I am waiting to serve my lying cheating husband. Hope you stick around long enough to witness my sweet revenge. Payback is really a bitch. *Winks *

The betrayal started eight years after marriage . Sara insecurity began when Nate lied to her about going on a business trip. She never knew that he had an extended family outside of his marriage. She never knew he was sleeping with other woman outside of his marriage. Would he tell her the truth ? or will he continue to play games ? { I guess we don't know the value of love until we Lose it } { C o m p l e t e d } Her Husband's Betrayal. Copyright© February 2016. All Rights Reserved® .

"She danced for the world until he stole her for himself." DARYA I was supposed to pay for my father's betrayal, but the Pakhan of the Vetrov Bratva had other plans. Ruthless, dangerous, and utterly destructive, Matvey ripped me from my life and locked me in his gilded cage. There was no escaping the man who saw through every hidden crack in my armor. Living under his roof, the line between captor and captive blurred as my twisted desire collided with his deranged obsession. But as secrets from my past surfaced and threats closed in, my captor became my protector. And suddenly, I had to decide whether to fight for freedom... or surrender to the man who could claim everything, including my heart. MATVEY She was meant to be a simple pawn in my answer to her father's betrayal, yet I knew she was different from the moment I saw her dance. I had waited for the chance to invade her life, for I always take what's mine, and I wanted Darya Andreeva to be mine in every way that mattered. She wasn't the fragile doll she let everyone believe, but fire wrapped in porcelain skin-a ballerina I could never forget. My obsession with her was inevitable, so I vowed to protect, claim, and consume her, no matter the danger or the ghosts of the past. She would see my world, my darkness, my devotion, and in the chaos of blood, desire, and power, Darya would learn that in my world, nothing and no one stood between me and what I claimed. Author's Note: This story is a dark romance with mature themes, including abduction, violence, obsession, and age-gap dynamics. It's not a lighthearted love story so please read only if you're comfortable with morally gray characters and intense situations.

"Come on, give me your bag. I'll carry it." Navika frowned. "Why? It's not even heavy." Yug smirked, slinging it over his shoulder anyway. "Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... Apka stress kam karna he meri life ka happiest moment ban jata hai." (Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... reducing your stress becomes the happiest moment of my life.) _______________________________________________ 💗💗Update Schedule: Every Monday 💗💗 _______________________________________________ This isn't your usual mafia/CEO/forced marriage Wattpad plot. It's a slow burn. It's messy. It's full of drama. And maybe, just maybe, it'll destroy your "delulu" about Mr Perfect or Miss Elegant. Because sometimes... love isn't about perfection. It's about finding magic in the most unexpected places. Getting comfort, in the people you don't wanna even see, or maybe you do, just you don't admit it. _______________________________________________ Navika Sharma: shy yet confident when it comes to academics, or when life demands it. Computer science girl boss. Yug: Quiet until you're in his comfort zone-then brace yourself for nonstop bluntness and terrible jokes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Navika × Yug ~ NAVYUG: a new era ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She is the symbol of dedication. He is the beat of the dance floor. Her comfort zone is novels. His leisure time is gaming. She can rule with her eyes. He can ruin with his words. ***Tropes *** ⁎Enemies-to-Lovers (one-sided) ⁎Opposites Attract ⁎Fated to Meet ⁎He Fell First. She fell harder ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Same college. Same branch. Zero idea how love sneaks in. But when it did, it hit like bliss-UNTIL DESTINY HAD OTHER PLANS. .... Will destiny separate them? Or love will find it's NAVYUG?

#1 in murder mystery (17/09/25) They didn't choose the road. But it's the only way to survive. Adriana Vale is used to running from the past. But this time, she's running for her life, alongside a man who never asked to be her protector. Aron saved her when no one else would. Quiet, capable, and fiercely loyal, he's the kind of man who doesn't back down. Not from danger. Not from the truth. Not even when the weight of it could crush them both. Now they're fugitives, tangled in secrets they barely understand, and sleeping with one eye open in borrowed beds and backseat hideouts. The only thing more dangerous than what's chasing them is what's building between them. Because trust is a risk. And falling in love while the world is burning? That might be the most reckless escape of all.

Follow The Ritualist As The soul Carves Dark forces and Imprisoned By one, Meeting other ritualist Inthe Realm that Is within a Realm, Mind shatters, The body can't Last longer only the soul.

Nothing is compulsory. The reality and descent changes. The journey of a transmigrant Is of myth and nightmare. Confusion is Typical and the threads to calamity and madness In ritual is a breath away. Laws and the unknown Don't govern but demand and order. This is the trance blur and Mystery of transmigrants and the journey through transmigration.

It began with a question she couldn't answer, and a marriage that couldn't survive her silence. Now she's alone in a cramped Hudson Valley apartment. No plan. No safety net. Just room to breathe. Until one night, she wanders into a music venue... and sees him. She's not sure she has anything left to give. But somehow, between late-night calls, endless drives to catch him in other cities, and stolen moments in the chaos of his world-her unraveling existence evolves into that of a famous musician's girlfriend. After The Fall is a raw, tender love story. It doesn't promise rescue-only, something rarer: recognition. For anyone who's ever had to lose everything to discover what they truly needed. 📖 New chapters released weekly.

This is a story I've carried in my head for over ten years and follows my main character in the universe I named No5. Natalie has been running from her past, the police, and a life of endless hardships. But everything changes the night she stumbles into two men whom she can relate with in twisted ways. Partially inspired in by Marble Hornets and the Creepypasta fandom - though with these 10 years I've tried to reshape it into something entirely my own. As a full-time Master's student, chapters may take time, but I hope that the wait is going to be worth it.

Violet believes she's fearless. On the wrestling mat, nothing can shake her. But when she meets Jasper, the boy who won't let anyone touch him, she discovers there's more to strength than pins and takedowns. One accident is all it takes for their worlds to collide. Her instinct is to reach for him. His instinct is to push her away. The harder she tries to understand the walls he's built, the more she realizes how much she wants to be the one he lets in. In a small town where everyone thinks they know each other, Violet and Jasper are about to learn that love isn't just about who you hold. It's about earning the right to hold them at all.