Emmalyn's years of stoic hard work were finally paying off. She had a good job and was about to be engaged to an amazing man. The fairy tale life she had dreamed of since she was a girl was finally coming true. As facades crumble, what will be left standing? Everyone tells her she had better learn real life isn't a fairy tale. But is there anything that can stop her from believing? And is a life without dreams worth anything at all?

They call my husband the embodiment of cruelty. Demetri Ferraro was forged for control, vengeance, and bloodshed without conscience. Strangers murmur cautions about what he might do, forgetting I sleep inches from him nightly. If only they could witness what I have. There's a terrifying authenticity to our marriage. With me, he's attentive to the point of reverence. I wear his fingerprints like brands. His vigilance wraps around me, reflexive as breathing. I trusted him completely because betrayal seemed impossible. That was my undoing The merger of our families cost me things I didn't know I was losing. I salvaged only the skating rink-solitary hours on pristine ice before dawn or after midnight. The architecture of my future was more elaborate than I comprehended. The truth doesn't announce itself with confession. It arrives without remorse, manifesting as inevitability, as though questioning his constructed reality was never an option. I don't doubt that my husband loves me. For the true terror of Demetri Ferraro isn't found in shadows or violence. It's in how he determined I belonged to him, by systematically eliminating any alternative path.

Once, she was his whole world - the one he promised to cherish forever. But when trust wavered and faith shattered, he turned his back on her, leaving her heart in ruins. What followed was unbearable - heartbreak, humiliation for sins she never committed, abandonment by her parents, and the cruel whispers of friends and neighbors. Unable to endure the torment or the betrayal of the man she loved most, she left everything behind - her home, her city, her country - determined to rebuild herself. Eight years later, she returns not as the fragile girl she once was, but as a strong, confident doctor - cold, composed, and unbreakable. Fate intervenes when she is forced to save the very man she once fled from - the man who had destroyed her, now lying on the brink of death. He had spent those eight years in regret, searching endlessly for the love he lost - only to find her when he least expected it. Now, given a second chance, he is determined not to lose her again. As he struggles to win back her heart, she battles with the scars of her past. Can he truly earn her forgiveness after such betrayal? Will she ever trust him again - or will the walls she built around her heart keep him out forever? Come, witness their journey - of pain, redemption, and love reborn against all odds.

They say a woman like me shouldn't love a man like him. I'm too loud. Too volatile. Too willing to burn everything down just to make a point. But Matthias Moretti didn't pick me for my sweetness. He picked me because I'm the only woman in this cursed city who can take his violence, match his obsession, and ride him like owning him is a birthright. He was supposed to be a holiday sin I'd laugh about later, a sweat-soaked distraction I used to bury my past. Then one savage little truth blew the floor out from under me and everything we built. Now he's tearing apart his own empire trying to drag me home, razing anything that stands between us. He shouldn't worry. I'm not hiding. I'm waiting.

*Bastian's love song to Ellen is now available lovelies* Thank you for being here lovely readers... Your interest is much appreciated ☺️ This book will not be for everyone and that's ok darlings. I will not be offended if my book is not for you. If you do decide to give it a go, I would like to thank you with good vibes and gratitude but strongly encourage you to read the content warnings and potential trigger warnings. This book will have a few that will definitely have some readers not wanting to proceed ☺️ My aim was to write a fast paced book with clear timelines and multiple POV. I love to know what all the characters are thinking. Blurb Ellen and Bas have built a wonderful life together on love, trust and strong communication. They have been each other's biggest champions and weathered many storms together. After 23 years of togetherness and 2 adult children forging their own path a chasm of growing distance can be felt between the pair. It all starts with subtle changes in Bastian's behaviour. Ellen, as perceptive as always starts logging these details in her internal filing cabinet to collate and assess further. With Ellen's growing suspicions and Bastian's gaslighting it all comes to a head when devastating events are discovered. The overheard whispers and the sound of a zipper. Bastian with so much to lose scrambles to keep his life in order. As it stands, can Bastian and Ellen's love and marriage survive the heartbreak and turmoil Dr Morgan's actions have caused? Time will tell! Strap in for the bumpy journey of Bastian and Ellen - Love, loss and maybe redemption. Jade HM

The man I married broke me. Not because he didn't love me- but because he couldn't stay when grief moved in. Three pregnancies. Three losses. One marriage that shattered under the weight of everything we couldn't fix. And somewhere in the silence, in the distance I didn't know how to cross, he made a choice that broke what little I had left. If only I had known how fragile love could be. This is a story about loss that doesn't heal cleanly. About love tested in the quiet. About betrayal that doesn't come from hate-but from weakness. Sometimes heartbreak doesn't arrive all at once. Sometimes it happens slowly, while you're still trying to hold everything together.

Dr. Phoebe Thatcher never asked for a destiny steeped in blood. Her only expectation was another quiet night in Frostford's rural hospital-until a half-dead stranger is dragged through her ER doors, torn apart by what looks like an animal attack. He's huge, silent, brutally wounded, and somehow still alive. By morning, the man is gone. By evening, he's standing in her cabin-half naked, half feral, and certain that Phoebe is the only safe place left in the world. Dante doesn't remember who he is. Not the torture. Not the pack war. Not the betrayal that broke him. But he knows two things with bone-deep certainty: someone is hunting him... and Phoebe is his the only one keeping him sane. When wolves descend on her sleepy mountain town, Phoebe realizes she's been dragged into a war she never knew existed. His enemies want her dead, his people want her gone, and Phoebe's childhood friend-a hunter trained to kill things like Dante-would rather see her buried than claimed by a monster. But Phoebe is done being powerless. As Dante's memories return and enemies gather in the shadows, Phoebe must choose between the human life she built... or the wolf who would burn the Appalachians to keep her. He has no name, no past, and no mercy for anyone who threatens what's his. New chapter available daily. Highest Ranking: #1 in #blood 1/03/2026 #1 in #wolf 1/01/2026 #2 in #alpha 12/18/2025

Theodore Bancroft is intelligent, despite what some may think, but he has never had the respectability that an investor needs. He needs a wife to bolster his rakish image. A perfect wife. Adelaide Kingsley is perfect. Her one imperfection - getting caught in the Haversham gardens with Theodore Bancroft - is entirely by design. Not only does it get her out of her impending engagement to the odious Lord Greeling, but it also wins her the only thing she has never known: freedom. Her marriage to Theodore is more than convenient. It is a space for her to find herself for the first time in her life. Somewhere along the way, she starts to wonder if convenience has turned into love. Then, she finds her husband in a passionate embrace with another woman. NOTE: HEA between OG couple. Trigger Warnings: Dark themes surrounding sexuality, cheating, revenge cheating, questions of sexuality during an oppressive era, some domestic violence, and scenes of BDSM/control in a sexual context, depictions of disordered eating.

I save the Alpha. He crowns my sister. "Miles... I'm your mate," I blurt, hoping that will break through his confusion and make him see me for who I truly am. He only stares quietly at me, but I can see the conflict and confusion in his expression. "I'm sorry, Rhea. You're beautiful, and your scent..." his words trail as he buries his nose on my neck and inhales deeply. "It's the sweetest I've ever known. But I love your sister, and I made a promise I don't intend to break. We will have to reject the mate bond." "Why won't you believe me?" I plead, my voice raw. "I'm the girl you met that night. I am your mate!" Miles' gaze hardens as he points toward the exit. "You need to leave, Rhea. Or I'll have security escort you out." "You liar!" I scream as I yank Roxy's hair. "You've stolen everything from me!" I feel Miles' hands gripping my shoulders as he yanks me off her, shoving me backward. I land hard on my butt. "Listen to me, Rhea," he hisses, his voice filled with venom, his eyes cold. "I don't want to see you near me or Roxy again. If you do, I'll have you banished." He takes a step closer, towering above me. "I, Alpha Miles Mondragon, reject you, Rhea Chapman, as my mate. Accept it or reject it; I don't fucking care." Have you ever watched your Knight in shining armor stolen from your very own fantasy? It could be the most heartbreaking thing. What do you do when the man fated to love you calls you a liar? When the boy you save becomes the Alpha who destroys you? This is my story, and how my fate was stolen.

He didn't break her all at once. He taught her how to shatter herself. To everyone watching, she has the life girls dream of : money, beauty, a powerful husband, and a marriage wrapped in perfection. But behind their locked doors, perfection is the punishment she can never escape. He tells her who to be. He tells her how to walk, how to breathe, how to think. Every mistake is a lesson. Every bruise is a reminder. Every betrayal is somehow her fault. And she believes him. Because after years of being molded, corrected, and rewritten, she no longer remembers who she was before he decided to "fix" her. She only knows the rules he carved into her bones. Don't speak too loudly. Don't ask questions. Don't look at him when he's angry. Don't look away when he wants your attention. And above all Don't ever forget that love is earned, not given. Her sister whispers that she's losing herself. Her friends say they're worried. Her subconscious screams that something is wrong. But she silences all of them. Because she is so close so close to becoming the perfect wife, he swears she could be if she tries a little harder. And if she can be perfect... Maybe he'll finally love her. Or maybe perfection is the very thing that will destroy her. *This story depicts domestic and emotional abuse. These scenes are fictional and not meant to glorify or romanticize abuse. If you are in a harmful or unsafe situation, please reach out for help: 1-800-799-7233 (SAFE) thehotline.org You deserve safety.