caught my husband cheating. Not with a stranger. Not with a friend. With my sister. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I didn't expose them. I smiled... and started planning. Instead of leaving, I called the one person who deserved to know the truth just as much as I did- Her husband. Nikolai Volkov. We used to be best friends. Until she made sure we weren't. Now we're pretending. Pretending to be a little too close. Pretending to cross lines we shouldn't. Pretending to be exactly what they fear most. But the more we play the game... the less it feels like pretending. And the worst part? They think we're the ones betraying them. - A story of betrayal, revenge, and a love that should have never been lost.

Everyone believed Solène Crawford was just a quiet, virtuous wife the woman who stood behind her husband's success and asked for nothing in return. At a Thanksgiving dinner meant to celebrate family, Solène's marriage explodes when Lewis Crawford parades his pregnant mistress before relatives and friends who had feasted on her sacrifices for fifteen years. A medical report has already declared her infertile. Lewis demands she accept the child with "grace." She doesn't scream. She doesn't cry. She smiles because she has held his entire empire in the palm of her hand since the day she built it. What begins as a calculated dismantling of the man who discarded her spirals into deeper betrayals from the very people she once protected. Old allies turn, secrets surface, and an unexpected obstacle forces her to choose between total destruction and something far more dangerous: trust. In the wreckage, Solène discovers the woman she was always meant to be brilliant, unbreakable, and finally free. Some men are lifted up. Others are allowed to fall. Lewis Crawford is about to learn which one he was.

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?

(completed) She trusted her with everything-her secrets, her heart, and even her marriage. Delilah never thought betrayal could wear a familiar face. She and Elena have been best friends since they were seven. They've been through everything-school dances, breakups, heartbreak, college, adulthood. Elena was always there. Her constant. Her comfort. Her family. So when Destiny got married, there was no question who would stand by her side. Elena was her maid of honor, holding her bouquet with shaking hands and tearful eyes. What Delilah didn't know was that Elena had already slept with the groom. And she never stopped. For two years, Elena's been sharing her husband. And Delilah, completely unaware, confides in her like always-crying to her about how distant he's become, how cold his touch feels, how something just doesn't feel right. Elena listens patiently, holds her while she cries, and then goes back to the man Delilah calls hers. Every fear Delilah shares is another secret Elena carries straight into his arms. And to twist the knife even deeper, Elena spins her own fantasy. She gushes about a secret lover-a man who spoils her, buys her expensive gifts, and makes her feel like she's finally found the love she's always wanted. Delilah cheers her on. Laughs with her. Supports her. She never suspects the truth. She never thinks to look that close. Because who would ever suspect their best friend? This isn't just infidelity. This is heartbreak in disguise. And by the time Delilah learns the truth.. There may be nothing left of the life she built. "She calls it devotion, he calls it mistake, her friend calls it nothing but all three take. If the crime is shared and the truth is gone, who is the villain when everyone is wrong?"

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

Alexander didn't cheat. He just gave someone else his attention, his laughter, and the smiles that used to belong to his wife. And she watched him drift, not to another woman's bed, but to her presence. Her laugh. The way she made him feel seen in a room full of people. Everything he found in someone else - Zara had been giving him all along. Eight years of marriage. One little boy who loved them both. And Zara standing in the middle of it all - wondering when she became the woman he stopped choosing. She warned him. Three times. The first - he dismissed her. The second - he called her jealous. The third - he called her insecure. So she stopped warning him altogether. And stopped waiting. Love wasn't enough... and now it might be too late.

My attempt to assassinate Alpha Jax goes sideways when he marks me as his Luna. *** I've been training for years to assassinate the Alpha who took everything from me. When I finally found him alone and unsuspecting, I pulled the trigger, and the great Alpha Jax fell. I approached his body to confirm my kill. And that is when it all went wrong, because he opened his eyes, and our mate link sparked. The Alpha tackled me to the forest ground and marked me-his assassin-as his mate. As his Luna. Updates on Wattpad every Tuesday

*Formerly known as Omega's Brother on my other account* Isabelle Smith was ranked an Omega at a young age. She was treated worse than the others. She was given the worst of the chores. She was living one day at a time. Until she's kidnapped by a rival pack. Alpha Xavier Knight hates omegas. He's making it his goal to kidnap and murder all of them. That is until he meets his mate. Horrified to be mated with an Omega, he makes her the omega of his pack. Forces her to do things a mate should never do. ********** "The slave is awake." People cheer after hearing this. "Who wants to whip it first?" My eyes widen and I begin to struggle. Sweat forms as I face what's about to happen. "Me!" A girl yells. My heart sinks in my chest. I am so scared. "Two lashes!" I hear people cheering and laughing. No! Please moon goddess! No. I don't scream when the whip connects with my body. I've been through this before. I'm whipped again. I'm whipped 17 times before they stop. The alpha begins to talk but I can't hear anything. There's rushing in my ears. My vision is blurred. I'm in too much pain. I feel a couple more lashes between monologues. Suddenly I'm pushed to the ground with the ropes cut off. My hands behind my back, a gun to my forehead. I cry as the gun is pressed against my head. I look up at the alpha and his cold gaze locks mine. "Mate." I hear that one word despite all the pain. He hesitates before he drops the gun. "Alpha." The beta says shocked. "Take her away." The alpha growls looking at the gun in his hand. "Yes, sir."

"Fuck, baby. You can't say things like that to me. I want to, also. Trust me." His hand snakes down my body until he enters two of his fingers into my wet center. I can only moan in response. "However," he kisses my neck possessively, finding the right spot to drive me crazy. "I need to build you up to that." He pushes his fingers in and out of me, hitting deeper and deeper as his strokes become longer and harder and faster. "You feel that? My fingers deep in your pussy that's dripping for me?" He licks the side of my neck as my breaths come out in short pants. "My dick is going to stretch you out so much more. When I finally fuck you, you're going to be sore for days. And you're going to love it." ---------- Thea Brooks, an 18-year-old college student, lives her life by a schedule. She has school, homework, her job at the Coffee shop where she drinks way too much caffeine to be healthy, and the rest of the time she is watching her little sister while her mother is at work. She thinks that everything will remain the same as she starts her college classes, but that all changes when a new friend of hers introduces her to an attractive guy that she can't seem to get out of her head. Grayson Dark, a 22-year-old Alpha of his pack, has been searching for his mate since he turned 16. All hope is lost until one of his pack mates strolls into his home with the most magnificent scent- his mate's scent. After only slightly maiming his pack mate, it is revealed that his mate is close by- and human. Without understanding the supernatural world existing around her, Thea will have to learn to look past Grayson's faults- mainly his possessiveness and anger issues- while staying out of danger from unknown threats and learning her place at Grayson's side. Oh... and keeping her grades up. How hard can that be?

**PREVIEW ONLY** Dr. Indiana "Indie" Miller never believed in fairy tales. How could she? Everything she ever accomplished was paid for in blood, sweat, and will. Emancipated at sixteen, she put herself through medical school while juggling three jobs, and built a life around one simple truth - that no one was coming to save her. Then her favorite patient introduces Indie to her grandson. And Teddy Williams is everything Indie never dared to dream of. Kind, steadfast, and completely devoted to her. He's the kind of man who notices the little things and looks at her like she's the only woman in the world. There's only one problem. Teddy's overbearing mother hates her. Thankfully, Nana Ellie is there to shield Indie from the worst of it, and despite the tension, Teddy and Indie fall deeper and deeper in love. Two years later, they're on the verge of forever and preparing to move to New Jersey for Indie's dream job at Bluewater Cancer Center. But when Nana Ellie dies, the woman who loved Indie like family is gone. Teddy's mother, Dawn, has spent his entire life making herself the center of it, and she has no intention of letting Indie take her place. Every mispronounced name, every crossed boundary, every cruel little comment is designed to prove one thing - Indie does not belong with him. As the pressure builds and the disrespect becomes impossible to ignore, Teddy finds himself caught between the family he was raised to put first and the woman he loves more than anything. He chooses wrong. And he loses Indie. Without her, Teddy is forced to face the truth of his choices. That his mother's love was never love at all, it was guilt, control, and enmeshment. And if he wants any chance of winning Indie back, he'll have to do more than apologize - he'll have to become the man she deserved all along. Because Indie Miller is done waiting for a fairy tale. This time, she's going to make one for herself.