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Soon, Lot realizes the horrifying truth: the house is not a refuge, nor a prison built by the duke—it is something far colder and hungrier. The women are not merely wives, but offerings, slowly consumed in body and mind. And the duke may not be their master, but simply another servant to the house’s insatiable appetite.

“Six weeks pregnant.” Scarlett Stovall stared at the test report in silence. Before she could tell her husband, the Alpha, his phone rang. “Rebecca, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice soft in a way it had never been for her. Then he stopped the car. “Get out.” He left his pregnant wife on the roadside in the dark to rush to another woman. That was the night Scarlett understood the truth. She was never loved. She was assigned. Two years ago, Ashton married her only to fulfill his dying grandfather’s last wish. Their bond was duty, not desire. His heart has always belonged to Rebecca, the fragile childhood friend who only needs to cry for him to come running. When Rebecca shows up in the rain and collapses in Scarlett’s home… carrying Ashton’s child… everything shatters. And when she falls down the stairs and whispers, “My child…” All eyes turn to Scarlett. Blame is easy. Especially when you were never chosen. Now, pregnant with the Alpha’s heir and ordered to take care of the woman who destroyed her marriage, Scarlett must decide: Should she keep fighting for a man who calls her unworthy? Or should she walk away… and take his legacy with her? Because this time, the child she carries is not just a mistake. It is power. And if the Alpha pushes her too far… He might lose everything.

Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] **** “Nathan…” Maddison murmured sweetly, her voice soft, almost playful. “Ashley’s been clinging to you over that mating ceremony lately… doesn’t it exhaust you?” “Baby…” Nathan’s voice dropped, low and rough, laced with disdain. “Let’s not waste our time talking about someone so irrelevant while we’re enjoying ourselves.” A cold smirk tugged at his lips. “You know those promises I made to her meant nothing.” His tone turned darker, almost amused. “I said them just to watch her hope… just so I could rip it away from her tomorrow.” His gaze hardened. “I want her to stand there and watch it happen—watch with her own eyes who would become my Luna.” His hand slid around Maddison’s waist, pulling her firmly against him, possessive and certain. “It was always you. Only you.” A flicker of anger crossed his face, sharp and unforgiving. “I’ll make her regret the day she was born. If that disgusting woman she calls a mother hadn’t switched you at the hospital, none of this would’ve happened. You—the true Alpha’s daughter—wouldn’t have wasted eighteen years suffering while that impostor lived in your place.” He let out a quiet scoff, thick with contempt. “If things had been right from the start, you would’ve grown up beside me… as my future bride.” Nathan brushed Maddison’s hair aside, his voice dropping into something darker, colder. “All we’re doing now… is correcting a mistake.” His lips curved faintly. “She can drown in her misery while the entire pack turns its back on her…” His grip on Maddison tightened slightly. “…and you take the place that’s always been yours.” *** After Ashley was exposed as the fake Alpha’s daughter, her world collapsed overnight. The people who once adored her turned cold, one by one—including Nathan, her childhood sweetheart and fiancé. He didn’t just abandon her; he played along, pretending to go through with the mating ceremony, only to use it as a stage to humiliate her and publicly claim Maddison—the true Alpha’s daughter—as his mate. It was his way of proving that without her title, Ashley was nothing. They expected her to stay. To bow her head, accept the blame, and atone for a “sin” that was never hers. But they forgot how far they had pushed her. After enduring Maddison’s cruelty and torture, Ashley chose to run. She left everything behind and, in time, found someone else—someone far removed from the life that had broken her. By the time Nathan realized the truth of his own feelings, that it had always been Ashley, it was already too late. She had entered a contract marriage with the Monster Duke, and Nathan even took part in sending her to someone else's bed. Nathan thought she would regret it. Thought she would come back. But he was wrong, and regret drowned him. Now, he wanted her back and would do anything to make it happen, but would Ashley's husband allow it?

Maisie Fleming’s perfect life goes down the drain when her husband of five years divorces her over infertility. The sudden change in her life pushes her deep into depression. When a speeding car comes towards her, she chooses the easy way out. But she did not die. Instead, she wakes up with no memory of the past year and discovers she is being legally married to a stranger named Edmund Bainbridge, the man behind the wheel. With no memory, untreated depression and abandoned by her own family, she is left with no choice but to live with the man she barely knows. He is her ex-husband’s uncle. ~ Dialogue Excerpt~ I did not know how it happened. The next thing I knew, I was already in Alistair’s embrace. “Please, Maise. I need you to listen to me,” he whispered. I stomped on his feet and kicked backwards. But he did not budge. “Let me send you home. We’ll talk there.” “NO! Let me go!!” He swept me off my feet. “Must you be difficult? I swear, you were much more modest when you married -” His voice trailed and his steps halted. Chills began to run down my spine. “Why are you carrying my wife, Alistair?” Edmund’s voice was calm but icy cold. ~~ As of now, below is the total volume for the story 'My Ex's Uncle and Me.' Volume I The Stranger Beside Me is My Husband (Chapter 1 - ??) Volume II: My Ex Came Back After I Married His Uncle (Chapter ??) Volume III: My True Identity that I Never Knew (Chapter ??) Volume IV: ??? DISCLAIMER : None of the images belong to me. The rights go to the original artist. Please contact me if you wish for it to be taken down.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

Mei Wanying was reborn. In her past life, she forced a marriage with her family's adopted son, Pei Yan. Pei Yan hated her to the core, and on the day after their wedding, he left to guard the Border. She went to find her husband with a pregnant belly, only to discover that his heart belonged to another. Mei Wanying fled in disarray, but unexpectedly, she was captured by enemies on the way. Unwilling to be humiliated, she ended her life with a hairpin. Upon her rebirth, Mei Wanying no longer obsessively clung to Pei Yan. She hid from him, avoided all occasions where Pei Yan appeared, and even returned to her old home in Jiangnan. News came back that Mei Wanying was getting married. Red candles flickered as a noble and distinguished man appeared in the bridal chamber and lifted her wedding veil. The corners of Pei Yan's eyes were crimson, "Mei Wanying, how dare you marry someone else?" Mei Wanying called him Elder Brother. Pei Yan's eyes reddened with anger. Brother, my foot! "I am your husband!"

Su Li's husband is successful, and her son is a physicist; she's on the perfect track to being a life winner. Unfortunately… the husband is an ex-husband, and the son is a former stepson. After being reborn, Su Li is determined to get a divorce, but her husband insists he can't be without her. The stepson she wants to keep her distance from exudes the aura of a top student and genius, making her adore him to no end. Leading her cute child, she becomes single again. Su Li goes to school, earns money, and ultimately realizes her dreams, becoming a true life winner.

A modern royal setting, the male lead has a leg disability. Five years ago, their statuses were worlds apart. He was the Prince of a nation and she was a commoner; they were fated to end in divorce. When others mocked her for marrying a cripple, she would only give a faint smile. When they divorced, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Am I..." Five years later, they met again. The next day, he came with money to pester her relentlessly.

Transmigrated into the body of a homely peasant girl, Juhua, she ignores people's looks of disdain or pity, like a wild chrysanthemum blooming wantonly, quietly opening in the fields and Zhang Yang-ing her vigorous vitality amidst the bleak autumn wind! When youth is as indifferent as a chrysanthemum, love is also quietly watching… ************** Yuan Ye's new book, "Sun and Moon Shine Together," is now being uploaded. Friends, please add it to your collection, recommend, and support it. My deepest thanks!

Her three-year marriage to Tristan Grayson, in the end, was nothing but a joke. In the eyes and heart of Tristan Grayson, there was only one woman, and her name was Maggie Monroe. As for her, Mika Summers, she was merely a prop for a smokescreen. And so, covered in blood, she escaped his world... However, he refused to let her go. Finally, at the end of her rope, she said: "Tristan Grayson, what will it take for you to finally let me go!" "You are my woman, Tristan Grayson's. How could I possibly let you go?" ...

Xie Yunzhen went south to manage the floodings and brought back the widow of his childhood friend. At that time, they were still in a cold war. Ji Mingzhu, distracted, fell and bled on the spot. During the difficult labor, Xie Yunzhen refused to return to the mansion to see her, but instead took his childhood friend out of the city to enjoy the scenery. In despair, Ji Mingzhu passed away. Reborn, she just wants to stay far away from Xie Yunzhen. She began to look at other families, hoping to find a gentle and considerate husband. The man who was indifferent and distant to her, however, clung to her, "Ji Mingzhu, you can only marry me!" In the past life. Xie Yunzhen didn't expect that acting out of spite would make him miss Ji Mingzhu's last moments. She left. The child was gone too. His heart felt pierced by thousands of arrows, and he coughed up blood from the pain. Reborn, Ji Mingzhu wants to marry someone else. Xie Yunzhen's eyes turned red: Dream on!

Five years of marriage filled with love and devotion, she exhausted herself day and night for him, only to meet a tragic end unwillingly. Upon rebirth, she throws a divorce paper in front of him, "Divorce!" "Fine!" The man, enraged, slams the table and makes a call to the secretary. Five minutes later, Aurelia Shaw receives a message on her phone, "Mason Nightshade, are you crazy! Why did you transfer all your assets to my name?!" The man pretends to be pitiful and loosens his tie, "Wife, I'm now penniless, please take me in." Damn~! Can someone tell her why this guy seems like a completely different person after her rebirth! (This is a dual rebirth story. When the reincarnated female lead encounters the reincarnated male lead, the cold male turns into a warm loyal puppy. In the past life, you ignored my love; in this life, the male lead starts a long journey of tirelessly pursuing, loving, and pampering his wife with no limits.)

A never-before-seen event has occurred in Ancheng! What happened? The Crown Prince of Di Jue unexpectedly has a son! Mo Chuxi is baffled—he’s still unmarried! Where did this son come from? Having a son is one thing, but what’s this? There’s also a daughter! Inside the narrow car cabin, Mo Chuxi blocks the woman, “Lady Yan, can you please explain what’s going on? Hmm?” “...” One morning, Little Baozi is holding Big Baozi’s hand, blinking his innocent watery eyes as he looks at Mo Chuxi.

Married for three years, they appeared to be deeply in love in public, but behind closed doors, he treated her with cold indifference. Having had enough of his neglect, she handed him a divorce agreement and left him. Unexpectedly, the usually aloof Chairman Xu began acting like a rascal post-divorce, visiting daily to mooch food and drink, and even wanting to share her bed? Outsiders all say, "Chairman Xu has deep feelings for his ex-wife, even after divorce he can't forget her and spoils her to no end."

Isabella Cruz was once known as the number one socialite of Averton City—beautiful, elegant, and engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Brandon Hughes of the wealthy Hughes family. She waited ten years for him, guarded her heart for him, and endured every rumor about his affairs… only to be publicly betrayed by him and her sister, Vanessa. Heartbroken and drunk for the first time in her life, Isabella accidentally stumbles into a hotel suite and crashes straight into the arms of Victor Steele, a cold and powerful CEO with no patience for women. She kisses him in a drunken state and unknowingly gets tangled with a man far more dangerous than she realizes. The next morning, she sneaks out, only to be dragged into a storm at home. Her family is collapsing, her engagement is broken, and everyone believes the worst about her. Brandon tries to shame her, and Vanessa plots to steal her place. But Victor Steele doesn’t forget the woman who crashed into his life. As scandals grow and enemies close in, Isabella must protect herself, rebuild her pride, and figure out why Victor Steele suddenly refuses to let her go. Her fall was dramatic... But her comeback will be even more explosive.

I came to Bangkok to disappear. New city. New walls. Art school, peace, and nobody who knows what happened three years ago. Instead, I walked into the wrong audition room and got cast opposite Prinya Jaturapattarapong, controlled, devastating, and completely unreadable. He looked at me like I was a problem he hadn't accounted for. He brought me tea exactly the way I like it. I never told him how I take it. I painted his face seventeen times and told myself it was just studies. He stood between me and a stranger's eyes during a costume fitting and said nothing about it. We pretended, both of us, that nothing was happening. But something was happening. And somewhere between sunflowers and silence and four seconds of eye contact that broke every professional boundary I was trying to maintain – I fell. Completely. Stupidly. For a man who closed himself off so carefully, I could see the seams. The problem is that Bangkok isn't as far from my past as I thought. Someone knows where I am. And the life I built here, the studio, the friends, the man who notices everything, is sitting directly in the path of something I never outran. Prinya Jaturapattarapong does not do things by halves. He didn't plan to fall. But he did. And he has absolutely no intention of letting Wei-Wei disappear again.

[Obsessive ML, Indulgent, Forbidden Historical Romance] Read this if you like old-fashioned historical romance novels you found in your mother's library. On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?

Alina gave everything to her marriage—her youth, her dreams, her name. She stood beside Darius when he was nothing but a rising CEO with ambition and debt. Then one evening, he calmly handed her divorce papers. “This marriage no longer makes sense.” No betrayal. No shouting. Just a clean, calculated decision—because she no longer added value to his life. Alina left quietly. With no money. No connections. No place in society. Everyone thought she was finished. What no one knew… was that Alina had never been weak. Years later, when Darius faces the most brutal corporate war of his career, the rival destroying his empire has a name he never expected to see again. Alina. Cold. Elegant. Untouchable. No longer his wife—but his equal. Now, as his company collapses and regret keeps him awake at night, Darius realizes the truth far too late— The woman he discarded didn’t disappear. She came back to stand across the boardroom table from him. And this time… she will never kneel again.

When Alpha King Kurt Draven is brutally murdered, the Moonblood Pack is thrown into chaos—and the blame falls on the one man who stood closest to him: his Beta, Elaris’s father. Condemned without trial, he is dragged into a life sentence in the dungeons, while his innocent family is cast into exile, stripped of name, home, and protection. Elaris knows the truth. She saw the real assassin flee the Alpha’s chambers that night. But truth means nothing to a pack hungry for blood. Branded the daughter of a traitor, Elaris is abandoned by the very men who once swore to protect her—the Alpha King’s triplet sons. Karl, her betrothed and future Alpha, turns on her. Torren condemns her. And only Darius dares to stand between her and death… though his mercy is not born from love, but from ambition. Years later, Elaris returns to the Moonblood palace under a different name—no longer a broken exile, but a renowned healer whose gifts even Alphas kneel to. The triplets do not recognize her… until fate, and the Moon Goddess, begin to stir. As buried desire collides with old betrayal, and long-hidden truths claw their way to the surface, Elaris must face the men who destroyed her—and the one who saved her for all the wrong reasons. Because this time, she didn’t come back to beg. She came back to survive… and to reclaim everything they took from her.