Dumped by her fiance for his old love at their engagement party, Lilja must navigate the stinging wreckage of her life and a heart brutally blindsided.

After heartbreak, she came to the Coast for a fresh start. He was supposed to be a fling-not a forever. Rae Monroe arrives in the windswept California coastal town of Mendocino, determined to rebuild her life. With her mother gone and her ex's betrayal still raw, she wants nothing more than solitude, to run her cafe, and breathe in the salt air. But one bonfire night on the beach changes everything when she meets Eli Callahan-a rugged, impossibly handsome firefighter who's as steady as the cliffs and as dangerous as the waves. What begins as a one-night stand turns into something deeper, and soon Rae is falling for Eli's quiet strength and unexpected tenderness. When a love from Eli's past tries to slip in through the cracks, Eli assures Rae she has nothing to worry about. When Rae is faced with false accusations, scheming, and betrayal, Eli chooses who he trusts, and it isn't Rae. Rae knows her worth. She walks away without a word, leaving Eli to the ashes of the life they built. Now he's racing against time to uncover the truth and win back the only woman who's ever mattered. But some burns run too deep to heal... Will Eli prove himself before it's too late-or will Rae's love be gone for good, swept out to sea with the tide?

I had the perfect husband. Ten years of marriage. A beautiful three year old daughter. A life other women whispered about with envy. Until I found the second wedding certificate. My husband was married again. To my mother. And she is carrying his child. While they planned a celebration of love, I planned something else. Revenge. In a room filled with family, friends, and flashing cameras, I will stand in white and expose the truth they buried. Some betrayals deserve tears. This one deserves war.

He promised me forever. He swore I was the only woman in his world. For two years, I believed every word. I believed the late night whispers. The soft kisses. The vows he practiced before the mirror when he thought I wasn't watching. On our wedding day, dressed in white and walking toward the man I thought I knew, I discovered the truth. The woman he called his stepmother was his secret lover. The little boy he introduced as his stepbrother was his son. And the fairy tale I thought I was living was nothing but a carefully crafted lie. So instead of saying "I do," I exposed him. In front of everyone. The guests. The cameras. The world. But humiliating him at the altar was only the beginning. Because a broken heart can cry. Or it can plan.

I was never a woman who believed in promises. They always felt like wishes, soft things people made when they didn't know how else to hold on. Judas Mercer made them anyway. And somehow, he kept every single one. He waited for me when the world didn't. Built a life while I was still learning how to belong to one. Loved me in a way that I could finally trust. What I didn't realize was how much of our life already existed beyond me. How some bonds didn't begin with us but were already settled and familiar. She was a presence that had always been there. The woman from our past and our present woven into the spaces I thought were ours alone, standing there with us all along. Because Judas kept his promises. He just kept his secrets too. ~S~S~R~A~Y~N~E 🦋Perceived cheating 🦋Possessive MMC 🦋Dark romance themes 🦋high spice content

Synopsis _ What I said to him and his hand on my stomach was like stimulator, before I knew it I found myself on the floor. I placed my hand on my abdomen, in an attempt to protect our unborn baby. "Oomph" I groaned at the pain, as my butt hit the floor. Nate stood staring at me, with red eyes. To be precise, my stomach. I used my left hand which I used to prop myself from the fall, after he pushed me in an attempt to assist my right hand in protecting my stomach. It was bone chilling. I was so frightened, i could feel cold sweat on my forehead. "Let go of me you bastard" I said trying to loosen his grip from my hair. He only let go after he pulled me to the coffee table , in a kneeling position. "Now fucking sign it, don't let me completely lose my temper. Or I swear to God, you won't believe what's going to happen to you" My red hair fell loosely on my face, the pain from my scalp was evident to what Nate could do if I resisted. - Everybody seems to crave tales of unlikely love, like the rich boy and poor girl or the rich heir and humble maid. I wish more stories would focus on the authenticity of human experiences rather than make such clichéd storylines. My story is a testament to resilience and perseverance through misfortune. What I've gone through has been nothing but "expect the unexpected." 'My name is Ashley, his ex-wife.' "Can't believe I'm still rolling with the punches" #Forgive#Forgiveness#Pregnancy#PregnantAndAlone#Baby#Betrayal#Billionaire#CEO#Reunionr#Motherhood#Secondchance ******* #BeyondTheBreak #AshleysStory #Forgive #Forgiveness #WattpadCommunity #RomanceDrama #Pregnancy #SingleMother #ReadersOfWattpad

Sam needed a wife. I needed a stable for my horses. We agreed to a marriage of convenience, but it seemed to be more. For a while. Until my distant cousin, who was Sam's ex, showed up on our doorstep. And I was no longer convenient.

The Odd Ones A group of friends, each with a name that stood out like a whispered secret, each carrying a story both beautiful and heartbreaking. December I was always the good girl-the straight-A student, the responsible teacher, the model citizen. I did everything right, yet I never felt enough. My reflection was my greatest enemy, my weight a constant battle. Compliments meant nothing when I couldn't believe them myself. Then I met Rider. He was my coach, a force of nature wrapped in quiet confidence. His encouragement wasn't just about the gym-it seeped into my bones, into the way I saw myself. He made me feel like I was more than just my insecurities. And then... he made me feel loved. But love came with secrets. Ours had to stay hidden for the sake of his job-or so he said. I accepted it, held onto the stolen moments, the whispered promises. Until one night, I overheard him. And my world crumbled.

February I thought we had something real-me and Arlo. We moved fast, but it felt right. We laughed, raced motorcycles, shared silence like it was sacred. I believed him when he said he wasn't the romantic type. I believed I was enough. Then he crashed, and while he was healing, I found the letters. Not for me. For her-Lyra, the girl who broke his heart. And suddenly, everything shifted. Every kiss, every quiet moment, every almost-I-love-you.

He's made mistakes. Too many to count, but none as devastating as risking the love of his life. Can he win her back, or will their love slip through his fingers forever?