Once upon a time, a girl was sent away. No trial. No second chance. Just a story everyone believed because it was easier that way. Five years later, she comes back. This is the part where, in a Disney movie, she'd forgive everyone, hug her family, and learn the power of love. Instead, Gianna De Santis learns how to break bones, keep secrets, and survive rooms that were never meant to be safe. The family expects a villain. The kingdom expects obedience. And some Princes are not always charming . There are no fairy godmothers here. Only men with power, women with knives, and lies that refuse to stay buried. And while everyone's busy wondering if Gianna is still dangerous- They forget to ask the real question: What happens when the girl they tried to erase comes back sharper... and finally decides to stop being nice? Because this isn't a Disney movie. And the girl who survived the tower doesn't believe in happily ever after- She believes in consequences.

Blurb Born the second twin, Fae was always the shadow-the quiet teacher, the caretaker,,the one who stayed in the shadows and let her siblings shine . When her sister became Luna to a powerful Alpha, she recognised his widowed brother, Blaidd as her own. But he was a man still bound to the memory of his dead mate. For eight long years, she raised his children, kept his home, and did her best to make him see her. But when she discovers the rune carved into his flesh-a witch's mark ensuring she could never bear his child-the truth shatters the last illusion of love. In a public hearing before her Alpha, she asks for what no mated wolf ever has: the right to live her own life. Her courage ripples through the pack, exposing the cracks in every tradition meant to keep her bound. And as she steps beyond her mate's shadow toward a distant land and a craft that calls to her soul, she begins to awaken to the woman she was always meant to be - one carved not from obedience, but from fire, freedom, and forgotten dreams.

After Dan (53) betrays his wife, Claire (45), with Lena (23)-the girlfriend of Ethan (28)-both couples swear the affair is over. Apologies are made. Lines are drawn. Everyone commits to fixing what's been broken. But betrayal doesn't disappear that easily. Pulled together by shared pain, Claire and Ethan find comfort where they least expect it. Comfort turns into revenge. Revenge turns into desire. And desire becomes something far more dangerous. In a world built on power, secrets, and appearances, everyone has an agenda. Especially the ones who insist they don't. Because nothing is ever as it seems.

Libby James was a young fashion designer married to New York journalist Shawn Diaz. Everything was a dream come true when suddenly... Her husband stops coming home and starts acting different. She suspects him of cheating, but he denies it until she hires Michael Anthony,a private investigator, to track down her husband. However, emotions were built up during this process Will she be willing to open her heart to another, or will she be able to handle the truth? WARNING!!!!! This book is for 18 and over. I will also have music and quotes for every chapter.

I stand here looking at the woman who stalked her way into my life. I look at her with hatred. Do you want to know what my problem is? You ruined my marriage. She laughs, "I ruined your marriage?" "No, Leo, you ruined it; you're the one who cheated on your wife, hell I kind of feel bad for her." Maybe if she wasn't such a prude, then her husband wouldn't have fucked the first thing he saw.

Iris Mercer was never meant to be loved. Not in that marriage. Not by a man like Elliot Graves. It was supposed to be an arrangement. It became a year of shared silence that was never empty, of touches that were careful not to want too much, and a love that grew anyway, stubborn and deep. Then Elliot forgot her. The accident took the year that belonged to her. It left Elliot with memories of another woman, a different love, a life before Iris. He remembers nothing of the marriage that changed him. Iris remembers it all. She watches her husband move through their home in a body that knows her but a mind that does not. She hears Elliot's voice form another man's words. She grieves for a love that existed only in a single, stolen year, because some kinds of love are not repeated. They are built once, and lost forever. This story contains dark themes, emotional trauma, and explicit intimacy. Intended for mature readers.

Yoon Yeonhwa gave him everything. Her loyalty, her body, her heart. She waited through war-torn nights and bitter winters, turned his empty residence into a home, and gave birth to his child alone. She clung to the promise that when he returned, she would be his wife. But when General Jang Jinyul came back, it wasn't her he held. It was Princess Seo Yuna who was the emperor's beloved daughter, wed to him as a reward for victory. Without a word, without remorse, Yeonhwa was cast aside. Once cherished, she was now only a concubine in the very house that had been hers in everything but name. They call her favored, but Yeonhwa knows better. She is a shadow, discarded along with the son she hides from him. And when the princess conceives the general's first "true" heir, Yeonhwa understood that her time of waiting, of hoping, is over. She chooses silence over sorrow, dignity over despair. And with little Yoon Gaon in her arms, she walks away leaving behind the man who once promised her everything.

She was the one good thing he never deserved. He was the one bad decision she never saw coming. Luna Hart wanted a simple beginning. A fresh job. A chance to finally matter. Julian Mercer wanted one thing too - control. Between them lies a twisted pull neither understands: a dangerous chemistry, a hunger too sharp to be love, and a past tangled in secrets neither of them asked for. He can give her the world. He might take everything first. Some hearts don't break. They shatter... quietly.

I caught my husband cheating, so I planned him a night. A very special Valentine's dinner. Candles. Wine. Family smiles that already knew the truth. And two of his best friends, the ones who always looked at me like I was something sacred they weren't allowed to touch. Until now. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I curated cinematic chaos. By dessert, forgiveness is off the menu. By midnight, loyalty has a body count. And by morning, everyone finally understands what happens when you mistake a woman's silence for softness. This isn't a love story. It's a spectacle. A campy, blood-soaked Valentine fantasy where I trade heartbreak for devotion, a cheating husband for two dangerously obsessed men, and closure for something far more fun. Some girls get flowers. I get even.

Kylie left me days after I slid the ring onto her finger. A year later, her sister Mylie called and placed a baby named Addie in my arms. And just like that, I became a dad. My fiancée? Gone. No explanation. No goodbye. Just... gone. So I raised Addie with Mylie's help-learning parenthood in fragments of sleep and quiet panic-while I poured everything I had into my bar. It became my sanctuary. My second family. The only thing I could still control. Somewhere along the way, something between Mylie and me shifted. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just quietly. Like a door you forgot existed finally clicking open. It wasn't love at first sight. It was something more dangerous than that. It was comfort. It was safety. It was the kind of connection that made me want to keep showing up even when I didn't think I deserved it. And then Ayana walked into our life-like she'd been waiting in the wings all along. She wasn't part of my world. She wasn't tied to my past. She wasn't complicated. She didn't carry landmines. She was just... good. Calm. Steady. The kind of woman who made a room feel less heavy. And for the first time in a long time, I felt something that wasn't pain. Something I wasn't sure I deserved. Hope.