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 relentless, Matvey ripped me from my life and locked me inside his gilded cage. There was no escaping the man who saw through every crack in my armor. Living under his roof, the line between captor and captive began to blur as my growing desire collided with his dangerous obsession. But when secrets from my past resurfaced and enemies closed in, my captor became my protector. Suddenly, I had to choose between fighting for my freedom or surrendering to the man who had already decided I was his. MATVEY She was meant to be nothing more than a pawn in my revenge against her father. That lie died the moment I saw her dance. I always take what is mine. From the beginning, I intended to make Darya Andreeva mine in every way that mattered. She wasn't the fragile doll she let the world believe her to be. Beneath her porcelain exterior was fire, a defiance that captivated me. Her beauty drew me in, but her strength made her impossible to forget. What began as fascination became an obsession I could not resist. I vowed to protect her, claim her, and consume her, regardless of the danger or the ghosts of her past. She would see my world, my darkness, and my devotion. Amid blood, desire, and power, Darya would learn that nothing and no one could stand between me and what was mine. Author's Note: His Captive is a dark romance intended for mature readers. It contains themes of abduction, violence, obsession, possessiveness, age-gap dynamics, and morally gray characters. If you enjoy obsessive antiheroes, high-stakes romance, and dangerous love stories, welcome.

"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 week 💗💗 Best rankings: #1 in Relatable #1 in Delhi on 24-Jul-26 ____ 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: polite until pushed, gentle until challenged, and lethal when she chooses to be. Brain sharp, humor sharper. A computer science girl who doesn't shout - she wins Yug Arora: the quiet guy until something pokes his emotions - then it's blunt honesty, restless loyalty, and panic hidden under bad jokes. A tech-smart, socially-confused boy who acts tough, feels too much, and melts the second Navika steps in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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 ⁎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.

A woman finally leaves her loveless marriage for a life of freedom, only to have her plans upended when she falls for an up-and-coming rock star. 📖 New chapters released bi-monthly.

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.

Jasper Alwood doesn't like being touched. Not by classmates. Not by teachers. Not by anyone. After years of keeping people at a distance, he's learned how to survive high school by staying quiet, staying invisible, and never letting anyone close enough to notice how badly he's falling apart. Violet Donovan is the opposite. An all-state wrestler with a reputation for intensity both on and off the mat, Violet has never hesitated to take up space or reach for the people she cares about. So when a sudden accident leaves Jasper panicking in front of her, Violet reacts on instinct. Jasper recoils from her touch immediately. What begins as a reluctant conversation turns into a fragile series of negotiated boundaries, hesitant confessions, and moments of contact that feel far more intimate than either of them is prepared for. A brush of fingers. A hand against a wrist. A simple hug. As Violet and Jasper grow closer, they discover that love isn't always about learning how to hold on. Sometimes, it's about learning how to be touched at all.

A guarded college quarterback's dark past resurfaces when classmate Elena Madison pierces his cold exterior, sparking a dangerous connection that could either redeem or destroy them both. *** Everyone at Ohio State University knows about Blake Andrews, the infamous all-star quarterback of the football team and rumored insomniac. Most refer to him as crude, egotistical, and cold. It isn't until he meets Elena Madison that his world is suddenly flipped upside down. She brings the dark past he has tried to keep hidden for years up to the surface, risking pulling them both under for good. Undeniable attraction radiates between the two clashing souls and he begins to wonder if she can save him from the darkness within him. He's never met someone with such an irritating personality; with her persistent desire to know more about him despite his exhausted efforts to push her away. She is about to uncover what's hidden under his rough and cold exterior-whether she's ready for it or not. After all, eyes are the window to the soul. *** "Thank you," he murmurs sleepily, raising his hand to bring it to my cheek. His thumb slides against my soft skin slowly, it burns hot at his touch. "For what?" I question, my eyes feeling very swollen and heavy now. He takes a deep breath and swallows. "For being my light." *** *MATURE* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in collegeromance #1 in panicattacks #1 in badboy #1 in brooding #1 in enemiestofriends #1 in trauma #1 in grumpyxsunshine