Amara thought she had the perfect family until one night at a restaurant when she saw her husband laughing with Vanessa Kingsley, his "friend." Following them to a hotel, her illusions shattered. What follows is a woman's descent into heartbreak, betrayal, and rediscovery? A story of a wife who loses everything but herself, and a husband who realizes too late that love built on lies cannot be rebuilt.

Nicole Hamblen was your typical 21 year old college student. She received good grades, came from a wonderful family, and had a kick ass best friend named Tracy. But she struggled with self esteem issues and thought she would never find love. Until one day her night in shining armor appeared. Only problem is, she is black and he is white. Oh poor Nicole. What will you do.

They grew up together beneath the same summer skies, two children who didn't know that some bonds become destiny long before you understand what love means. Elena Brooks loved Liam Walker the way the moon loves the ocean- quietly, endlessly, from a distance he never thought to look toward. He was her first laughter, her first comfort, and the first person who ever made her feel invisible without meaning to. He didn't notice the cracks in her smile. He didn't hear the silence she kept swallowing when he chose everyone else before her. Not until the day she walked away without looking back. Years passed. Elena returned not as the girl he remembered, but as a woman who built a life he was never part of- a wedding ring on her finger, children chasing her footsteps, and a softness in her eyes that no longer belonged to him. Liam realized the truth too late: you can't hold onto someone you never reached for. Now she stands in front of him again- familiar and unreachable, a beautiful reminder of everything he lost and everything she finally found. He loved her too late. She learned to stop waiting. And in the space between what they were and what they've become, lies the question neither dares to ask: Can a heart ever return to the place that once broke it, or must some stories end even when love doesn't? #1 secondchance #1 emotion Give this story a chance I am sure you won't regret it...! DON'T COPY OR REPOST MY STORY ❌ ---

Ellie thought she had everything-a boyfriend who loved her, a best friend who always had her back, and a future that felt secure. But one night changes everything. A careless mistake, a painful breakup, and a betrayal she never saw coming leave her spiraling into heartbreak and regret. As rumors spread and trust shatters, Ellie is forced to confront her own flaws and the choices that led her here. Can she find a way to heal, or has she lost the people she loves forever? A raw and emotional story about love, loss, and the painful journey of self-discovery. It contains adult content. All characters are over 18.

Charlie- From the minute I saw my new boss I wanted to fuck him. I could by the way he looked me up and down that he wanted to fuck me too. Then two months later he made a move. For four bliss filled months he made every sexual fantasy I'd ever had come true. By the time I realised I was falling for him it was too late. I didn't know that he had also realised until he was showing me exactly what he thought of my feelings. He thinks we can just continue as we were but for me there's no coming back from what he's done. Marc- I saw love hearts in her eyes and I freaked out. I took the cowards way out and rather than have a conversation like the 39 year old man I am I decided to show her exactly where we stood. I thought we could just carry on the way we were but Charlie's made it clear that won't be happening. It didn't take me long to realise I'd made a huge mistake. If only I'd realised sooner I also had love hearts in my eyes and I'm living in regret hoping she'll forgive me.

When Layla discovers a message meant for someone else - a confession wrapped in perfume and betrayal - her world shatters. The man she loved gave his heart to another. As the lies unravel, so does the version of love she thought was real. A story of secrets, heartbreak, and the painful question that lingers: Was I not enough?

Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *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. *I'm not a spicey 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.

Naya was just doing her job when she saved Giancarlo's life in the small Italian hospital. She couldn't know that she'd be kidnapped by him later. She couldn't have known that he'd lavish her with gifts and praise. And she damn sure didn't know that he would promise her to his grandson, heir of the De Luca mafia family. Valentino is sexy, yes. But he's in love with someone else. He's willing to go through with the marriage, but he expects Naya to behave like a loving wife to a philandering husband. Her life is in danger, of that she has no doubt. Can she survive these insane men with their insane expectations? Or has she written her death in the stars by keeping Giancarlo out of them.

Zara Foster couldn't be happier. She's graduated from Law school, gotten her first job, bought her first apartment and the love of her life, her boyfriend Alexander has just proposed. Everything seems to be perfect when Alex's best friend Heather moves back into town. With her boundaries repeatedly ignored and her fiance's attention elsewhere Zara has to decide if her relationship is worth fighting for or if walking away with her head high and her dignity intact is the best thing for her future.

I was never a woman who believed in promises. They always felt like wishes, soft things people made when they didn't know how else to hold on. Judas Mercer made them anyway. And somehow, he kept every single one. He waited for me when the world didn't. Built a life while I was still learning how to belong to one. Loved me in a way that I could finally trust. What I didn't realize was how much of our life already existed beyond me. How some bonds didn't begin with us but were already settled and familiar. She was a presence that had always been there. The woman from our past and our present woven into the spaces I thought were ours alone, standing there with us all along. Because Judas kept his promises. He just kept his secrets too. ~S~S~R~A~Y~N~E 🦋Perceived cheating 🦋Possessive MMC 🦋Dark romance themes 🦋high spice content