ZOSIA I fell in love with Konstantin Krasnov. On the night I thought he was going to propose, I found another woman in his bed. I ran. I rebuilt. Life went on. Until one day, I'm attacked, and my savior is none other than the man who shattered me. Now there's a target on my back, and the man who cheated on me is the only one who can keep me alive. And I find out I never knew that man at all. Because Konstantin Krasnov is a monster, a butcher, a killer. KONSTANTIN Zosia Russell is the love of my life. My soul. My everything. But I made a choice, a mistake, that I'll regret for the rest of my life. Now she's in danger because of me, and I'll burn this entire world to ash before I let anyone harm her. She hates me, but I'll spend every day for the rest of my life earning back her love and trust. I'll wait forever for my Zosia.

David Harrington once had it all. A wife A family A home built on love A privileged life Now he's lost everything. Served with divorce papers at the very firm he built, David falls from perfection to headline. Emily - the only woman he's ever loved - is done. But he's not. Haunted by who he destroyed - and by a secret he's run from for decades - he'll do whatever it takes to win her back. Emily isn't just done - she's rebuilding. Devastated but not destroyed, she's forging a new life for herself and the boys. But when a sophisticated and enigmatic hotelier steps back into her world, she realises she isn't quite finished with love. But is he a safe harbor - or another beautiful shipwreck? Ava never meant to fall for him, and now she's left with an awful decision. Does she chase a love that was never really hers? What about the woman she can't stop measuring herself against? Emily isn't just the wife Ava envied. She's the reflection of everything Ava wishes she could be. The affair was just the beginning. The aftermath is where the real story lives. Follow for spoilers: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61578834088188 Music playlist: 👉 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uoptfoogWScDIfzPAolHG Updates every Friday and Saturday. © 2025 LolaLovesParis - All Rights Reserved.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 - 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 - 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓." What would you do if you found out your husband of eighteen years was having an affair? No, please. Don't answer now. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬. Eighteen years, not eighteen days. We have a history. A family. There's a long road between suspicion, footprints left in the sand, and the absolutely devastating truth that life as you know it has ended. I saw it all coming. Felt it in my bones. Late nights at work. Sleeping at the office. I felt the distance - how his eyes couldn't hold my stare anymore. Secretive texts late at night. Lipstick stains where they didn't belong. Unfamiliar scents on a man who should always smell like him and me. 𝘏𝘪𝘮 & 𝘮𝘦. But when a third person enters your marriage... There's nothing left anymore. My name is Cecily, and this is the story of how my life was 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 - and how I survived 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦.

Eight years ago, Bailey ran from the small town that broke her heart. She left behind a love that once felt unbreakable, a boy who chose rumors over trust, and a town that turned its back on her when lies painted her as a sinner. Now she's back-pulled home by a will she never expected and a past she tried to forget. Ashton, the mayor's golden son, has moved on. He's successful. Respected. And engaged to the best friend who betrayed her. What no one knows is the secret Bailey carried with her when she left. A child. Ashton's child. In a town where gossip never dies and forgiveness comes at a cost, Bailey must face old wounds, buried truths, and the question she's been avoiding for years. Can first love survive betrayal... or is some damage permanent? Some love stories don't end...they wait.

I always thought we were destined to be together. A decade together and what seemed like the perfect love story. Until one day, it slowly started to unravel at the seams. I realized our "perfect" love story only looked so perfect because I was being complacent. Once I started to speak up for myself, the facade crumbled and it all came crashing down. This is my story.

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.

To everyone else, Nora and Philip had the perfect marriage - a lovely home, and a life many envied. But perfection is a fragile illusion. When Philip falls for another woman, Nora's world shatters in slow motion. Caught between betrayal, bruises, and unbearable love, she must choose between holding on to what's already broken or reclaiming the pieces of herself she lost in the name of "perfectness." As the affair spirals out of control - secrets unravel, loyalties flip, and forgiveness becomes a battlefield. In the end, love is no longer about who wins... but who survives.

Things have changed. A marriage that was believed to be built on a solid foundation is put to the rest when storms roll in. Communication stops, needs are neglected and doors are opened for outside influence. Is it worth saving? Are years of love and unity worth saving? When the storm passes who will they be? Will the home they've built fall or be reinforced.

At 40 and with three kids, the last thing I needed was my husband suddenly working every day with a gorgeous, talented, much younger French prima ballerina. But life didn't care. Late nights. Missed dinners. A shift in his voice when he said her name. And just like that, the marriage I thought was unshakable began to crack. Now I'm forced to face the truth: Every pas de deux has a breaking point. And ours... might be reaching its final step. ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ 🩰 A marriage cracking after 16 years 🩰 Emotional cheating 🩰 Mild OW drama 🩰 Holiday angst 🩰 Mischief, fluff & cute moments 🩰 Maybe not enough grovel... and small doses of pettiness 🎄 Yes, there's an HEA. It is Christmas, after all... ✨

They say, Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. But what about letting him fool her for three years straight? What kind of fool does that make her? When Sage discovers that her husband has not only betrayed her, but has been playing her a fool for years, she doesn't yell, she doesn't scream, she doesn't demand a divorce, no, Sage wants revenge, and what better way than to beat him at his own game.