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Remarrying My Ex-Wife

Summer’s marriage to Gideon had been nothing short of a fairytale. Their days were filled with joy and peace until one incident ruined everything completely. The man she loved the most accused her of cheating. ======= “Who is the father of the child?” Gideon thundered, squeezing her shoulders. His crushing grip made her wince in pain and fear. “It’s yours. Why won’t you believe me?” “I wanted to. But these reports tell different story.” He threw the paternity test reports at her. “Hope is not my child?” The ground shattering revelation rattled Summer. She tried everything to save this marriage, but it didn’t turn well. Hidden conspiracy and betrayal tore her world apart, costing her everything, including her own life. The moment she thought it was over, she found herself gone back in time. She had been reborn. Armed with the knowledge of what was to come, she vowed to protect herself and her family. ====== “Since I’ve been given a second chance, I’ll not let the history to repeat.” She thought she would stay far away from Gideon, but fate had other plans. He appeared in front of her again six years later. This time, he didn’t want to kill her. He wanted to trap her, torment her, and own her. Would Summer let him ruin her again? Would she be able to change her fate this time? “In this life, you can never escape me,” Gideon hissed. Summer looked into his eyes coldly. “We ended things six years ago. I’ll never let you crawl back into my life again.” Pinching her chin, he declared, “No one can stop me from reclaiming you, not even you.”
Angelica2511 · 36.7k Views

"My reason to live"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. Who had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him. A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son" His father, Emre Yunus Hakan, handed him the keys to the Hakan estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him. Conversing to him on state matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters as he recalled past events. Months passed. One fateful night, he received the news. "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet. The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent Hakan estate. Where he would find his "relatives" people who he had lost connection to the day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily. He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was. Clutching around the coffin, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Hands stopping as he clicked at a profile. There in the screen showed the picture of a woman, she was a beauty, and he had known it. Sharing their numbers he agreed on meeting her. It was a Sunday. Nur walked around the streets of Istanbul. Phone in hand, talking to the woman on the other end. "I will see you, bye" he abruptly mumbled as he cut the Call. He then made his way in one of the shops. Just as he stepped in--Thud* oh god... a feminine voice came out as he stared at her. The woman mumbled a sorry as she quickly retreated a bouquet that laid on the ground. Her eyes then went up to him, warm, honey like orbs locking with a piercing pair of blues. They stared at each other. As Nur's eyes unraveled her, she was even prettier than the girl he was supposed to meet. I-I'm sorry... (affet beni...) she said again and slid past him. Nur snapped his head, watching her go. Then turned to the front. On the ground was embroidered purse. He then crouched down, hands grazing against it, he clutched at the purse. Inside was an ID: Ayse Yildiz there was the picture of her. Ayse Yildiz... he practiced the name as if he has an obligation to remember it for eternity. Perhaps... his lips twitched, perhaps, he will have to... remember it for eternity...
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The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend

The whole internet is shipping me with my ex-boyfriend National film emperor, Chi Yu, lived up to his name, like a gentle breeze or bright moon. One day, rumors spread that he had a girlfriend whom he pampered for years. Media reporters scrambled to interview him, but his indifferent face in front of the camera said: Just rumors. Entertainment industry big shot, Gu Yuan, is rich, beautiful, well-connected, and has a boyfriend who loves and spoils her, Chi Yu. The outside world doesn't know that Gu Yuan had once spent a fortune to support Chi Yu's debut, making him quickly rise to fame, only for him to now turn around and dump her, truly heartless. - Not long after, Gu Yuan healed herself, quickly moving on from the emotional shadow, becoming indifferent and cold-hearted, never considering any man again. Chi Yu stood by the seaside, still like a gentle breeze or bright moon, but there was a persistent emotion in his eyes: "What will it take for you to forgive me?" Gu Yuan responded with a smile, pointing at the tumultuous sea: "Jump in. If you die, I'll forgive you, after all, the dead deserve respect." Chi Yu: "..." - That day, a video went viral all over the internet—a clip inadvertently captured Gu Yuan showing up on an outdoor reality show for a few seconds, where she was lying on a tree asleep, while Chi Yu gazed up at her affectionately. Initially, the whole internet was calm: Not shipping! Absolutely not shipping! Eventually, the whole internet exploded: Please, someone hold my head down and let me ship fervently! (A truly beautiful and rich heroine X a truly regretful hero chasing his wife in a crematorium)
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Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Psychological Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
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Scarred Under Moonlight

She was never meant to be ordinary. From the moment she was born, every whisper of the wind and every flicker of the fire in her eyes foretold that she would be the first female Alpha in her pack’s long history. A leader not only strong in body but unshakable in spirit. She grew up knowing that her path was destined to be a great Alpha who would lead her people with pride, protect her territory with honor, and carry the weight of her pack on her shoulders without faltering. She was strong. She was untouchable. She was unbroken. But destiny has a cruel way of testing the ones it favors most. On the night before her eighteenth birthday the sacred day when her wolf would finally awaken and her true power would rise her world was shattered beyond recognition. Under the pale glow of the moon, what should have been her moment of hope and transformation became a night of betrayal and violation. Scarred in both body and soul, she was torn apart by someone she thought was nothing more than a passing stranger, a mere human. A man whose face haunted her dreams and whose touch carved fire into her skin. But the truth is darker than she ever imagined. Her attacker was no ordinary human at all. He carried within him the blood of legends. He was the last heir of the royal Bloodline Pack, a lineage older, stronger, and more feared than any other. His identity had been hidden by an ancient spell, a witch’s craft woven so carefully that no wolf could scent what he truly was until the veil was lifted. And the veil was only meant to fall when the rightful heir was ready to claim his throne. That night, under the cursed moonlight, his secret was revealed. Now, bound to him by a fate she cannot escape, her scar is more than just a reminder of her pain. It is a mark of destiny, tying her to the one wolf she should hate most, the Alpha Prince who broke her. But fate is crueler still, for her choice is not simple. She is hunted by enemies lurking in the shadows, packs hungry for blood, and secrets that threaten to consume everything she loves. The world around her teeters on the edge of chaos, and the burden of her choice grows heavier with every heartbeat.
Riverspearl · 2.1k Views

BOUND BY BLOOD BURNED BY LOVE

Elara Moretti never thought her life would end up on the bargaining table. She grew up in the shadows of her father’s criminal world, kept away from its ugliness—until one night, everything changes. She’s dragged to a secret auction and handed over to Alessio Valterra, the ruthless boss of a rival mafia family. He doesn’t want a wife or a mistress. He wants leverage. Alessio is ice-cold, always calculating, and sees love as a weakness he can’t afford. But Elara isn’t the kind of girl who crumbles. She’s quiet but stubborn, bold when she needs to be, and she pushes back in ways he never expects. Old family grudges start bubbling up, and Alessio learns the Moretti name is tangled up in his mother’s murder. Suddenly, he has to face pain he’s tried to bury for years. Then Marcos shows up—Alessio’s wild-card cousin. Marcos gets fixated on Elara, and his obsession threatens to turn a feud into an all-out war. Surrounded by shifting loyalties and old wounds, Elara has to deal with betrayal, captivity, and the brutal truth about where she comes from. But she refuses to play the victim. Elara fights back and claws her way toward freedom. When she finally stands beside Alessio again, it’s on her terms. Together, they face the blood-soaked legacy that built their world and decide what comes next. This isn’t a love story about rescue. It’s about rebellion. In the end, Elara isn’t anyone’s property—she’s her own power.
JAYDANIELS98 · 4.9k Views