Since college, Claire has been secretly envious of her best friend, Isabella - the beauty with a charming husband, two perfect children, a stunning home, and a life wrapped in luxury. But envy turns into obsession when Claire begins an affair with Isabella's husband, Daniel. She whispers poison into his ear, manipulates him into leaving his wife, and steals the life she's always wanted. At first, everything seems perfect. But Claire's mask begins to slip, and Daniel realizes too late that he's destroyed his family for a woman who never loved his children - or him. While Isabella rebuilds her life with the love of a wealthy Arab man, Claire and Daniel's empire crumbles, leaving them with nothing. In this story of betrayal, love, and karma, the life Claire stole will cost her everything.

Sarah thought she was building a future with her husband, a life, a home. Until betrayal shattered her plans and redirected her path. A new home for Sarah was still out there but once she found it, would she have to survive betrayal twice? [More detail to be added. Names subject to change.]

Since we first got together, his parents have become like my own. They always told me to come straight to them if he ever misbehaved. I don't think he listened.

Rosie has loved Wesley for years - quietly, carefully, and never enough to risk their friendship or losing him. Since college, he's been her constant: Late night talks, inside jokes, the one person who feels like home. When Wesley starts to fall in love with someone else, Rosie is forced to confront the truth she's hidden, and loving him means watching him choose another life. When Distance and restraint turn affection into longing and silence becomes heavier than honesty, Rosie has to decide if the bond she's protected for so worth the risk, or if some loves are just destined to remain unspoken.

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.

Harley and Skyler were supposed to be unbreakable. But when a housing disaster forces them under his parents' roof, the cracks in their foundation shatter wide open. Suddenly, their sanctuary is a war zone. Skyler's mother isn't just difficult; she's cruel, branding Harley "unclean" while aggressively pushing Skyler toward his perfect, pliable ex-fiancée, Amanda. But the real knife in the back isn't his mother's malice, it's Skyler's silence. Desperate to keep the peace, Skyler lets his family trample his fiancée. He ignores the insults. He ignores Harley's tears. He even allows them to invite Amanda to their wedding. Harley begged him to be a husband. He chose to be a dutiful son. So, at the altar, Harley makes a choice of her own. In front of their guests, she leaves him standing, choosing her dignity over a lifetime of coming second. Now, the shock has finally severed Skyler's strings. He's cut off his family and is crawling back, desperate to prove he's the man she needs. But Harley knows the truth: a diamond ring is replaceable. Trust is not. ⭐The entire first draft is available for subs on Patreon. Otherwise, you can read the full, and polished book when it releases on KU Spring of 2026).⭐

This is a story about what happens when love meets grief and neither of them wins. Before, there was laughter in the dark. Stolen touches. The thrill of wanting something we were never meant to have. He felt like rebellion and safety all at once - like if I chose him, the world might burn, but he would stand in the flames with me. I didn't understand that some fires don't keep you warm. They consume. There was a night - the kind people whisper about later. The kind that divides your life into before and after. When the dust settled, something precious was gone... and the boy I loved was left carrying the weight of it. He never said it out loud, but I saw it in his eyes. The guilt. The unraveling. The quiet way he began pulling away from me long before I realized I was losing him. Grief changes people. It turns love into something desperate. It turns promises into things that tremble. It makes you cling tighter... even when you should run. I told myself he was hurting. I told myself pain makes people do things they don't mean. I didn't realize some damage can't be undone. By the time the truth surfaced, it was already too late. Too ugly. Too sharp. The kind of truth that doesn't just break your heart - it rearranges it into something unrecognizable. He says he'll spend the rest of his life making it right. But love born in secrecy. Love baptized in tragedy. Love tested by something unforgivable- It doesn't come out untouched. And if you're waiting for me to tell you we survive this... You should know something first. Some nights don't end when the sun comes up. Some nights follow you forever. And ours was the kind that leaves a body behind.

A story of love, pain, and second chances. In a world where friendships crumble and kisses taste of betrayal, some wounds cut deeper than skin. A lover's touch can heal-or destroy. Behind every smile hides a secret. Behind every promise, a lie. And in the ashes of loss and sabotage, hearts still ache for the kind of love that survives it all. Different, yet the same-bound by the bruises and scars of their choices, their pasts, their mistakes. Some wounds break, some redeem... but in the end, love always leaves its mark. *** ⚠️ Disclaimer: Sensitive Content This story explores themes of sexual abuse, human trafficking, grooming, emotional trauma, domestic violence, and morally complex relationships. It delves into the long-term psychological impact of abuse and how it can distort one's understanding of love, trust, and self-worth. The characters, their actions, and their choices are entirely fictional and are not intended to condone or glorify abuse, manipulation, or inappropriate relationships of any kind. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Started: May 2025 *** Bruiseprint - a made-up name. Some loves leave marks, not just the kind that hurt, but the kind that shape us. They stay with us like prints. Our bruises tell stories. Pain leaves a print, but so does healing. This is the imprint of a love that changed them both. Thank you for reading ❤️♾️

Everyone thought my marriage was flawless. A powerful husband. Wealth. Privacy. Control. What they didn't know was that loyalty was the one thing he couldn't buy. I discovered his affair the night I realized love had made me obedient, not safe. He called it a mistake. I called it betrayal. Now I'm done being the faithful wife in a story written by a cheating man. This is not a forgiveness story. This is what happens after loyalty breaks.