Elizabeth Williams is a woman who has it all. A highly rewarding job, good friends, respect in her field but most of all; she has the best husband in the world. Then one day, she overhears her husband talking to another woman. A woman he swore was nothing but a friend and coworker. A woman who she never truly warmed up to. And what she hears breaks her heart. Now she's questioning everything about her husband and marriage that she thought was true. And she's wondering if she can still stay. But her husband has made it clear that he's not willing to let her and their marriage go. No matter what he has to do. _________________________________________________________________ A heartbreaking betrayal. A marriage in shambles. A husband's regret. A fight to win back the woman he loves. A satisfying grovel.

Asha finds herself navigating the turbulent aftermath of a crumbling marriage. Aiden, her husband, has betrayed her trust in the most devastating way, leaving her grappling with heartbreak and a storm of unresolved emotions. Caught between the life she once knew and an uncertain future, Asha must confront her pain while searching for a path forward. Haunted by guilt and consumed by regret, Aiden is desperate to make amends. The weight of his mistakes looms large, straining his every effort to rebuild the shattered bonds with Asha and their children. Despite his attempts at reconciliation, the shadow of his choices threatens to overshadow his hopes of redemption. Caught between love, loss, and self-preservation, Asha faces a choice: rebuild what's broken or leave it behind. Author's Warning: This story isn't your typical second-chance or redemption romance. It's a journey of growth and self-discovery on a path that's raw, unfiltered, and imperfect. It's meant to feel real and might be interpreted differently by each person who reads it. Though it might not align with everyone's expectations, I sincerely hope you enjoy reading my story

New York city, In the sterile white walls of a hospital room, Victoria Blackwell's world collapsed with a photo of her husband of five years - Henry Blackwell with another woman. She was more shattered when her son - Jude Blackwell chose that woman as his new Mom. Heartbroken, Victoria decided to give up both the marriage and motherhood. She faked memory loss, demanded a divorce, and walked away - determined to rebuild her life from the ruins. After Victoria's departure, Henry was stunned. The woman who once loved him unconditionally had transformed into someone unrecognizable - confident, composed, and untouchable. Now, Henry is desperate to win her back. Jude clings to memories of his mother's warmth and begs for her return. They both want her back. But Victoria has learned one thing the hard way: sometimes love isn't enough-especially when it costs you yourself.

Lavender faced the ultimate betrayal after discovering that her fiancé, the man she loved most, had been using her all along. He had only dated her to seek revenge against her father and to claim everything her late mother had left her as a gift to his real fiancee. Devastated, Lavender lost everything she owned to him, and her family was plunged into dire poverty as a result. Heartbroken, she fled her past, running away from her disowned father and the agonizing pain. She dedicated her life to caring for the "blessings" her ex-fiancé had left behind. But just when Lavender thought she had found a measure of peace, everything starts falling apart again. Forced to reconcile with her ex, Lavender is torn-he is a changed man now, but to her, he remains an enemy. As her bottled-up emotions resurface, past cases reopening, and his persistent efforts to win back her affection intensify, how long can Lavender's hatred last? --- This story is significantly different from the original version. It maintains the key plot while changing the outline, fixing as much plot holes as possible, adding new characters, depths, and chapters. I wrote this to better suit the sequel, <It Started With A Kiss>

Wren falls in love before she understands what love can cost. Knox stays close enough to hurt her, never close enough to choose her, teaching her that longing can be cruel when it has no name. Years pass in avoidance and restraint, in almosts and maybes that rot into silence. By the time fate finally claims them, Wren has already learned how to live without him, and Knox has learned too late what it means to lose her without ever truly having her. The bond snaps into place like a sentence, not a gift. Love is no longer innocent. Forgiveness is not promised. But somewhere beneath the damage, something still aches to survive. This story is set in a universe where bonding and mating is commonplace. There is always a HEA ***this story explores mating bonds in humans as a cultural norm. There are no werewolves or supernatural beings in this world***

I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

She loved me when I didn't even know how to love myself. Sahiba walked into my life with eyes full of devotion and a heart foolish enough to believe I could give her the same in return. And what did I do? I crushed her. With my silence. With my indifference. With the walls I built so high she could never climb them. Worst of all? My fucking betrayal. She thinks it's over. That the divorce ended us. But the truth she doesn't know is brutal-she's still my wife. On paper, in law, in name... and in the marrow of my bones. I never let her go. I couldn't. I've spent years carrying the weight of her absence like a noose around my neck. Every day without her has been punishment. Every night, I see the girl I destroyed staring back at me in my dreams, reminding me that I turned her love into ashes. But this time, I won't let her slip through my fingers. I'll fight. I'll bleed. I'll burn the world if I have to. She might hate me, curse me, despise the ground I walk on-but I'll take it. Because losing her once broke me. Losing her again will kill me. I was her nightmare once. Now I'll be her damnation or her salvation. But I'll be hers.

Married to brilliant surgeon Ciaran Wilson, the man who once stood in pouring rain just to drive her home, Leah spends her nights with cold dinners and broken promises while he saves lives at the hospital. Leah faces a heartbreaking question: how long can Madame keep waiting for a husband who no longer chooses her?

A story of heartbreak, healing, and the love you never saw coming. Zarra Reynolds had it all figured out-until the man she trusted most shattered her world. After eight years together, James wasn't just her partner-he was her friend, her lover, her future. But when he suggested opening their relationship, Zarra's heart whispered no... and her instincts were right. One night changed everything. Blindsided by betrayal, Zarra stumbles-literally-into a stranger in a stairwell while trying to escape the wreckage of her love life. He's sharp-tongued, stoic, and unexpected. But behind that steel gaze lies someone who sees her in a way James never did. Now, on the verge of her 50th birthday, Zarra is forced to start over. Between therapy sessions, painful memories, and quiet mornings alone with her coffee, she never expected to feel anything for anyone again. But that stranger? He keeps showing up-in her thoughts, in her life, and maybe, just maybe, in her heart. What if the love that heals you comes after the one that broke you? For fans of second chances, slow burns, and fierce women who choose themselves first.

Ali: In the first year of my marriage to Mateo, he kept a young model as his mistress. She was outgoing, sexy, and full of energy. Mateo doted on her, taking her along on his business trips around the world, in the name of his personal assistant. He even brought her to our anniversary party and had the opening dance with her. It was like slapping my face into the dirt. As I was running away from the party, I met Mateo's brother, Lincoln. Lincoln suggested I should have an affair to get back at them. And I eventually took his advice. I slept with Lincoln. This is how our love story began. 𝗣𝗦. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽.