My husband, Mark, is a good man; he's a strong man. When I needed him to step up with our kids as I finished dental school, he became our little family's rock without ever complaining or being bitter. He owned late-night feedings and diaper changes like a champ while I slept so I could be prepared for my classes in the morning. Now, it's my turn to return the favor. He's working hard on a high-profile case that could change the trajectory of his career if he wins this case. In marriage, sometimes a little sacrifice is needed, which is why on our tenth wedding anniversary, like the past six months, I'm celebrating alone, a sacrifice I'm more than willing to give to the man who's so proudly stood by my side all these years. That is until this betrayal . . . . . . well, let's just say it was never a sacrifice I was willing to make. For Readers: *This story is a novella. My goal is to keep it UNDER fifteen chapters with each chapter no more than 2K words. *Constructive critiques are welcomed. * I do try my best to proofread, but mistakes will slip through. Feel free to point them out!

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

"Please.." she couldn't say anything more. Her sobs didn't let her. Roman looked at her with an evil smile, not showing any sign of mercy. "I am not letting you run away like you did that night. Trust me, I'll make sure your life is miserable. I want you to feel the same pain as I am feeling right now." He roughly let go of her and Bailey lost control in her legs. She was about to fall but he held her by her arm leaving her dangling and spoke, "Accept your crime and rot in jail. If I see you roaming around freely in the city as if you haven't done nothing wrong, I will kill you! And destroy everyone and everything around you. Mark my words." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name, Fame, Money, Power...... Those who have it, they still want more. The endless greed of having everything what they desire, never satisfy them. Roman Carter is not just a business mogul and a billionaire; he is a tower of success. He converted his father's business into an empire and still works hard to maintain it. His success was everything he ever wanted but he paid a price. A price which broke him inside and turned him into someone he never wanted to become; someone like his father. Bailey Adams didn't have a big bank balance or power or fame, but still her life was perfect. Her sweet mother, loving boyfriend and a little bakery business were enough to make her life complete. She could live this life forever and would do anything for those who she loves. But life isn't that fair or so easy. Bailey was never a player in the game of power and money but somehow her life got trapped in this web. She became a part of Roman's life; an unwanted part, which he wanted to remove and forget. He hates her, he wants to hurt her, and he wants her to feel the same pain he felt because SOMETHING HAPPENED, that changed their lives forever. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Something Happened~ A Love Story......... (The story is unedited, so please ignore the grammatical mistakes.)

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*Warning - Contains 18+ Content* +Completed+ He holds my face firmly between two hands. "Sienna, I'm not going to have you for the first time one of Maren's guest rooms when you're intoxicated." "You're not?" "No. It will be in my bed, and I'm going to take my time with you." His gaze falls to my lips. "Fuck Sienna, I'm going to take all night." *** Sienna has been in love with her Alpha since she could remember. He's rough, dangerous and the epitome of raw sex appeal. The problem is, he is her best friend, and strictly off limits. Tradition mandates he marry a woman of noble birth, and that is not her. She knows this is for the best, until she becomes his mistress, and things start to change. As she falls for her best friend, she must reconcile a deadly secret she has been keeping from him for years, that could change everything. Onyx has sacrificed everything to become Alpha. So, not marrying for love shouldn't be such an issue. His entire life he has denied his feelings for his best friend, until he is forced to take her as his mistress to grant her protection. With threats growing against them, and when his prospective wife candidates start showing up murdered, he make some difficult decisions. **Dual POV, friends-to-lovers, Alpha, mates, 18+**

Maeve MacDougall has always dreamed of finding her mate, having pups, and doing something meaningful in her pack. Coming from a long line of Omegas, her first shift should have been easy, but Maeve finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never imagined. Struggling to understand, she finds herself on a mission to uncover secrets in Scotland. Hunted by Alpha Males who want to claim this curvaceous lass for themselves, a devilish stranger steps out of the shadows to help keep her safe and protect the secret she carries. Maeve is unlike anyone the Lycan Prince has encountered. She's beautiful, intelligent, untamed, and untouched. She's everything he wants and nothing he can have. The clock is ticking slowly, but when Rex discovers the truth, nothing will stop this Prince from jumping into the shadows to claim what's his.

Calista's tormented past and Nyx's vengeance. Escaping from their dark past, Nyx and her brother, Nox, became Rogues in search of answers and freedom. Violence and years of trauma hardened them, while secrets and promises bonded them. What will happen when they cross paths with the pack known for destroying Rogues and conquering the weak? Will the mate bond twist their plans or lead them further down the path of darkness? Is there any salvation for the damned? Only the Moon Goddess knows... - "What is your name? Why is your wolf black?" "It's...not...important." Three more. My head began to lull forward as my neck could no longer hold the weight. He walked around with thundering footsteps and grabbed my head by my wet curls. He pulled my head back until he could see my face, taunting me with a dark smile and eyes full of delight. "Why don't you carry a scent? Who are you?" I gave him a bloody smile as my eyes started to close, darkness singing its siren song beneath the ringing in my ears. "I thought...you'd...never ask," I panted out weakly as I let Enyo penetrate the room with our scent. "I'm...your...mate," I added before passing out, welcoming the darkness like an old, missed friend. - Most impressive ranking: #1 in werewolf, #4 in Lycan, #1 in Slow, #4 in Gory Notes from the Author: If you are looking for a story that leans more on slow-burning, plot-building themes with multiple moving forces that are not solely centered around the straightforward mate bond romance, then start reading! **Strong language and vivid imagery are scattered throughout**

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

"Why don't you pay attention?" Really? "Listen here ass wipe, I'm not the one who isn't paying attention. Take a good look at the crowd and figure out how to avoid all of that chaos before snapping at me." Her pale grey eyes looked up to the excessively tall male once she was sure of her footing. But what she found, caused her heart to skip a beat. He was dark and intimidating. Short espresso brown hair framed amber colored eyes which held so much anger. Two scars ran across his nose and left cheek. One, caught the corner of his lips making it appear to be permanently pulled into a snarl. The effect was a wild mix of pure danger and morbid beauty. Her inner wolf purred as she observed the new stranger, her unexpected mate. Then she watched as his eyes traveled over every inch of her. She cringed at what she knew he would see. She was short, barely over a meter and a half tall. She wore a simple black dress which didn't fit her right, and the silk scarf meant to hide more. It wasn't enough. He was a male of power. She was an omega. The two never mixed. ***** Life has a way of shanking you when you least expect it. Well, it's certainly true for Nadine. One random meeting throws her off her carefully constructed control. One lapse in behavior leads to a cascade of events, turning her life upside down. With no where else to hide, her dark secrets must come to light. However, none of it helps her keep her feet under her. Worse, the avalanche buries her in uncertainty. What is she to do with an angry and powerful wolf who doesn't want her as a mate? How will she fight the shadows of the past as they try to destroy everyone and everything she has left to care about? She's heard it before: What doesn't kill you... well, you know. ***** Warnings: This story does contain intense topics of kidnapping, sex, rape, suicide, violence and language. Though the scenes are generally not explicit, it is still not intended for underage readers.

"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.