Lizzy's lips tilted up into a self deprecating smile. The divorce papers were filled, his part already darkened by his informations and his signature long dry on the paper. Her own was still fresh. Only twelve hours old. "How long has it been waiting ?" She dared to ask. There was a lot she wouldn't, but this, this she felt like she should know. How long had he been planning on divorcing her ? --- Elizabeth Clark loved her husband. She had found peace in their arranged marriage and as dysfunctional as it seemed, she had cherished her new home with all she had. Dante Giovanni had merely been biding his time, bearing through this hell of a marriage by counting down the seconds until he could get out of it. But when his wife sets him free, he finds out freedom has a bitter taste and that he might have passed by the love of his life. And Lizzy discovers she is more than just a man's daughter or wife, that she deserves more than what she had been given until then and is ready to fight for it.

Jack is a tech nerd who works on-call for the government. When Jack is called in by his brother to come help out with a problem concerning their sister, Jack becomes aware of two other hackers that are attached to MCs. Jack takes it upon himself to find out what he can about both of them: Drive and Cyber. But one of them really catches his attention. When a situation happens where his sister calls him in for help, Jack is quick to come to the aid of his fellow hackers-in-need. But will something more come from this? Will Jack finally meet his match?

My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.

I was never supposed to be on his radar. I do my job, keep my head down, and know better than to stare too long at men like him. But one look turned into a warning. One warning turned into a promise. Now he's everywhere, and suddenly I'm part of a story I never asked to be in. He calls it destiny. I call it my undoing. And in Liberty City, everything's for sale- Except the girl who won't kneel. (House of Verena is a dark cartel-syndicate romance featuring obsession, moral corruption, and power games. This story contains adult themes, graphic content, and morally gray characters.)

They had loved for thirty years, or so she thought. One night, that love was shattered; betrayed, humiliated, and tested beyond endurance. She endured silently, carrying her pain alone, shielding her children from the truth. And he... he begged for her forgiveness, only to realize too late the depth of what he had lost.

After a decade-long marriage ends in betrayal, New York chef Jilly Moore is left with two sons, a rising restaurant, and a heart she refuses to let break twice. As she learns to co-parent with the man who hurt her, she finds herself rebuilding more than a business - she's rebuilding her family, her future, and the parts of herself she forgot. Across split weekends, baseball games, school plays, late-night recipes, and unexpected laughter, the Moore family discovers that love doesn't vanish... it changes shape. And sometimes, healing shows up in places you never expect. She built a life around love. He broke it. Now she's learning how to live for herself - and discovering that love might not be gone... just different.

Nora never wanted much. Just a steady home. Simple days. A life that held its shape. She didn't crave excitement or change. She only needed predictability. Her routines, her quiet, her small world. It was enough. She believed that if she kept everything perfectly still, the life she had built would hold. And for a long time, it did. But when the ground finally shifted under her feet, Nora didn't move with it. She froze in place, the way people do when they have no other direction to turn. Because where does a person go when they have nowhere to go? Warning: This story uses mature language and scenes. © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

I thought we were heartbroken together, grieving as one. But the night my mother passed away, was the same moment all my childhood illusions came crashing down around me. My role model, the person I looked up to the most, my own father was not who he claimed to be. As time moved on, more secrets unravelled and I couldn't help but wish he died instead of her. I turned into a monster, born out of the sharpest betrayal, determined to claim revenge and become utterly merciless.

I was raised to obey. Polished. Perfect. Promised. When my father ordered me to marry the heir to one of the Dominion's ruling families, I understood exactly what it meant. Power traded for peace, my freedom bartered for his empire. My new husband wasn't the monster I expected. He was patient, careful, and treated me with nothing but respect. It didn't take long for me to fall in love. I thought it was mutual. Then the truth unraveled, and I learned another woman still whispered his name in the dark. But I was never meant to be a quiet tragedy. When the truth broke me, I didn't stay broken. I made sure I was the one they whispered about next.

Ophelia thought she knew her husband. Two years later she realises she has been sleeping beside a stranger, a man she never really knew at all. Unravelling the truth breaks her heart and costs her marriage, but sometimes letting go is the only way to save yourself.