Qu'est-ce qui peut arriver de pire quand tu décroches le job de tes rêves à la Coupe du Monde ? Rencontrer le nouveau prodige des Bleus. 𝑬𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒊. ••• (𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝙊𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘)

On the night of her twentieth birthday, Hanna plans to do the one thing no wolf has ever willingly done. Accept rejection from her fated mate. As an orphan, Hanna has spent years in the fringes of the packs- a spectator, never a participant. And over the last few weeks, she has watched Alphason Leif pretend she doesn't exist. The bond between them is real but Leif has made his choice. And Hanna refuses to spend the rest of her life with that target on her back. Sometimes even a rejection has to be owned with pride. She has six weeks before her life was going to change forever. Anyone else would just wait for the inevitable...but not Hanna. Leif does not know that everything he has planned was about to explode leaving only regrets. Both Leif and Hanna are both are just two cards on a deck. But noone expected Hanna to be a wildcard.

When Emi's husband forgets his phone one morning, it only takes a few messages for everything to fall apart. She returns the phone in the middle of a board meeting and walks away from the life that she thought was happy and secure. But after the fallout comes reality. The money isn't there. The stability wasn't real. And starting over with two kids in her mother's one-bedroom apartment is a lot harder than leaving was. As Emi rebuilds from nothing, turning a quiet passion for ikebana into something more, she begins to understand that just like the flowers, she needs space, support, and patience to come into her own. Her husband thinks she'll come back because there's no way she can do it all alone. But, he's wrong, about more than one thing.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

In emergency medicine, the golden hour is the crucial sixty-minute window after a traumatic injury-the brief span of time when the right care can mean the difference between life and death. Dr. Mason Carpenter lives for that hour. At St. Mary's Trauma Center, he is the golden boy of the Emergency Department. He's brilliant and calm under pressure. He's also addicted to the adrenaline, the thrill, and the absolute rush of saving patients knocking on death's door. At home, he's a devoted husband to his high school sweetheart-the love of his life-Honey. Or, he used to be. Honey Carpenter has loved Mason since they were fourteen, when he was the gangly boy with hearts in his eyes who stumbled through asking her out for ice cream. She stood beside him through medical school, residency, crushing debt, sleepless nights, and every sacrifice it took to build the life they dreamed about. Now Honey is pregnant with their first child. And Mason is married to his work. He misses ultrasound appointments, pregnancy milestones, and the baby shower. Worst of all, he is never there to support Honey through an increasingly difficult pregnancy. No matter how many times she tells him she is lonely, exhausted, and afraid, Mason gives her the same answer. "They need me." But Honey needs him too. As her pregnancy progresses and she feels something is deeply wrong, her doctor dismisses her symptoms as first-time-mom jitters. Her husband is too busy saving strangers to see his own wife fading away. Until Honey collapses at home and is rushed into Mason's emergency room, fighting for both her life and their daughter's. Mason must reckon with what he was chasing, what he ignored, and what his absence may cost him-the woman he loves more than anything. Now, the golden hour belongs to Honey. And Mason may already be too late. 💛 Marriage In Trouble 💛 Grovel 💛 High School Sweethearts 💛 No cheating 💛 Workaholic Doctor MMC x Neglected Pregnant Wife FMC 💛 Redempti

Ten years ago, Rosalie walked away from the man she loved after he betrayed her and married her stepsister. Since then, she has built a powerful career from the ashes of what they once were, convincing herself she had long moved on. But when she comes face-to-face with Elliot again-now a powerful and secretive CEO-old wounds begin to open, and the heart she thought had healed starts to bleed all over again. Some ruins never truly stay buried.

He was hers...since he was 8 years old. Jace and Rose were inseparable throughout their childhood and teenage years. However, a shocking betrayal forced her to leave the only home she ever knew. Ten years later, she's on the run from a vicious enemy, and there's only one place she can go: home. Now the enforcer of the Devil's Saints MC, Jace lives a half-life ever since he lost his Rosie-the beautiful girl that loved him before he knew what it was. Now, a decade later, he has the chance to right his past wrongs. Will Rose let him in, or are things too damaged too fix?

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.