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My Ex-husband’s Nightmare
2.0K·Hemme-ELydia Five years ago, I took the fall for a crime I didn’t commit. Now I’m back—with a new name, a multi-million dollar company, and the twins I never got to tell him about. He tried to burn me alive. So no, I’m not here for closure. I’m here to ruin him. To take everything he once loved. Except… the way he says my name now? The way he looks at our children? The way my body still aches when he’s near? The way I tingle a bit between my— Revenge was supposed to feel good. So why does it hurt this much to hate him? Mason She’s not the same girl I left behind. She’s colder now. Untouchable. But when I saw her at that event—in red, with fire in her eyes and secrets in her smile—I knew. Knew I’d made the worst mistake of my life. She’s the CEO stealing my clients. The ghost of my past lighting my world on fire. And the mother of my children. She swears she’s done with me. But I know her body. And I see the way she trembles when I get too close. She can take my company. She can destroy my reputation. But I’ll make her beg before she ever takes my heart again. --- Power. Lust. Betrayal. They were once husband and wife. Now, they're enemies with unfinished business. Enter a chaotic mix of secrets and second chances, and the fire between Lydia and Mason won’t just ignite; it’ll consume everything in its path. Because when love simmers this hot… Even hate does.
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master
4.0K·Einah PetsNewly married and over the moon, Sienna inks her husband’s name on her lower back. A permanent gesture for a forever union, right? Wrong. Five years later, in the throes of a messy divorce, she is back to the tattoo shop to get a coverup tattoo. But she doesn’t expect to find that her tattoo artist is the hottest man alive — and he has been waiting for her. He is Gavin Kessler, the Tattoo Master. Tough on the outside, tougher on the inside. With an ugly past casting a long shadow on his present and future. What starts out as a crazy contract between them spirals into something far more dangerous. Sienna soon realizes she wants more than a tattoo from the Tattoo Master. She wants his díck, his protection, and if the differences between them will allow, his heart. Which of these is Gavin willing to give? ⚠️ WARNING: This book is exclusively for adult audiences (18+). It explores explicit sexual language, morally complex characters, toxic family dynamics and occasional violence.
The Return of the Despised Wife
2.0K·S. MejiaFor three years, Clara poured her soul into being the perfect wife to the enigmatic and cold billionaire, Alexander Montenegro. She silently endured the cruel humiliations of her mother-in-law and the constant shadow of Valeria, her husband's first love. Clara believed that with patience and devotion, she would eventually win Alexander's heart. But that illusion turned to ashes on the night of a tragic accident. When Alexander was forced to choose whom to save from danger, he did not hesitate to rush to Valeria, leaving his wife behind. In that instant, amidst sirens and pain, Clara's heart did not break; it turned to ice. From a cold hospital bed, she signed the divorce papers and vanished without a trace, taking with her her dignity and a hidden talent. Two years later, fate brings them face to face once again. Clara has returned, but she is no longer the submissive young woman who begged for crumbs of attention. Now she is C. Laurent, an internationally renowned designer—empowered, brilliant, and dazzlingly unattainable. Alexander, tormented by the void she left behind and realizing the mistake he made, discovers that the brilliant mastermind his empire desperately needs to sign a vital contract with is none other than his ex-wife. Obsessed with winning her back, he will soon realize that the new Clara is not willing to back down. The man who was used to having the world bow at his feet will have to face the implacable queen he himself forged, only to discover that forgiveness comes with a very high price: his own pride.
Ex-Husband(Your Step-Brother Is Hotter)
66·N.MARYJANEI was his disposable wife for four years… until I became his brother’s favorite sin. ************ I spent four years as a trophy wife with a secret: my life was a living hell. My husband used his billions to hide the bruises, and my family were too busy enjoying his money to care that I was breaking. But the night he left me for dead on the floor of our mansion, something snapped. I didn't cry or scream. I just grabbed my four-year-old daughter and ran.I thought I was free. When a gang snatched us off the street, I thought my husband would finally show a shred of humanity. Instead, he simply turned off his phone. I was seconds away from a bullet when Ethan Hilton stepped in. He’s cold, dangerous, and looks at me like he already owns me. He offered me a deal: a roof over our heads, and safety in exchange for working as his secretary. I thought I’d found a guardian angel, until I realized who he really is.Ethan isn't just a stranger. He’s the stepbrother my husband hates, the family secret they tried to erase.Now, I’m trapped in a house with a man who wants to use me to destroy the person I fear most. He doesn't just want my loyalty, he wants me breathless and broken on his desk, and even with my husband clawing to reclaim me, I’d rather burn in Ethan’s bed than spend another second in my husband's cage.
STOLEN LEGACY: The Heiress's Revenge
395·Merry JamesOn the night Liora planned a birthday surprise for her husband, she uncovered a betrayal that shattered her entire world: her marriage was never real, and everything she believed in was built on lies. Her husband was never truly hers… and even the child she raised was not biologically hers. In one calculated move, Liora turns the tables and disappears, leaving behind a ruined marriage and a man who suddenly loses control over everything he once owned. But fate refuses to let her remain hidden. She returns as the heiress of a global empire; stronger, untouchable, and far beyond the woman she once was. Just as she begins to rebuild her new life, she crosses paths with Derek, a powerful man who draws her into a dangerous new future. But her past is not finished with her yet as her ex-husband returns, this time not just to reclaim her, but to destroy the life she has built as an heiress. And the real question is… Will Liora let him succeed?
Claimed By His Obsession
324·sandySophia's life exploded on a random Tuesday. She walked in on her husband cheating and got a divorce she never saw coming. But that wasn't brutal enough. Within the hour of that cold night, Marcus's mother, Victoria, threw her out of the house. Sophia was left with nothing. Zero dollars, a few clothes, a suitcase a beggar would say no to, and worst of all, no family. Life was a sick joke, and she was the punchline. She hated it. She hated that her life had been all about a man, and now it was ending the second he decided he was done with her. Then the enemy showed up. Dominic Black. The Vales’ number one rival. He was there with a haunting deal: he wanted to adopt her. By making her an honorary Black, he could publicly shame the Vales for their cruelty and use Sophia’s insider knowledge to tank their stock. With her, they could bring Marcus to his knees. With no other choice, Sophia said yes, stepping into the den of tigers. She met the second most feared Black. Damien Black. Damien was the last Black brother. At six, his parents suddenly walked out, leaving the five boys to fend for themselves. Dominic was left with the sole responsibility of raising his four younger brothers. But Damien was the genius. He snatched a scholarship to a prestigious school in England and, with his crazy brain, spent half his life overseas getting opportunities his brothers couldn’t. He lived by one rule: if his parents could leave him, anyone could. The only safe option? Never let anyone in. So he built a wall. A fence so high that no one could climb through. Until Sophia. She was the very first person to bring the slightest emotion out of him. She was different. But she was also supposed to be his honorary sister. She was supposed to be off-limits. And that's what drove him crazy, because Damien Black always got what he wanted. She'd be no different. Inciting Incident; When Marcus saw the Blacks had their hands on her, his first thought was to get her back, despite the divorce. He refused to look weak in the eyes of his mother and the board. At the gala where Sophia was announced as the newest Black sibling, Marcus tried to embarrass and drag her out. Damien wouldn't let him touch her. When he realized talking wouldn't knock any sense into Marcus's head, Damien did the one thing his elder brother would never approve of: He kissed her. In front of everyone. Marking Sophia as his before the world. Humiliated, Marcus left, vowing to make a fool out of the Blacks—Sophia included. The public kiss didn't just bruise Marcus's ego; it set off a nuclear explosion in the city’s social hierarchy. By claiming Sophia as his own instead of a sister, Damien effectively spat on Dominic's meticulous PR strategy, turning a sympathy play into a massive scandal that threatened the Black family's reputation for cold, calculating logic. Marcus, boiling with humiliated rage, didn't slink away; he leaked doctored photos to the press. The story: Sophia was having an affair with Damien while married to Marcus, painting her as the villain who destroyed her marriage. This move was designed to trigger a morality clause in a massive government tech contract Damien was bidding for, threatening to bankrupt the BCT branch before the ink was even dry. Dominic was livid. His masterpiece of revenge was turning into a total liability. He ordered the other brothers to keep Damien and Sophia apart, but the tension in the Black fortress was unbearable. Zane, the silent, observant fourth brother who handles the family's underground connections, revealed chilling news: Victoria wasn't just trying to shame Sophia. She had hired a third-party security firm to retrieve Sophia, by force if necessary, to keep her from testifying about the Vale family’s offshore tax evasions. The crisis peaked when mercenaries tried to snatch Sophia from a luxury spa. Damien, who'd been tracking her phone out of a burgeoning obsession, arrived just in time. He didn't just save her; he went on a dark, violent rampage, proving he’d lost his legendary control. In that blood-soaked moment, he realized he wasn't protecting a project or a sister—he was protecting the only person who made the world quiet enough for him to think. This shift from corporate rivalry to physical warfare forced the Blacks to realize they weren't in a business battle anymore. They were in a
My Husband Wants An Open Marriage
57.0K·Elysian SparrowIt’s true what they say about marriage: one partner’s always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie’s long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
Divorced In Love
1.0K·NerdrockzBOOK 1- BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE BOOK. MATURE THEMES 18+ The book may contain s!xual scenes, sudden instances of possessiveness, mild violence. Sydney Morgan and Gavin Reed, high school sweethearts, had been married for over a decade. Five years of their relationship were filled with unconditional love; however, in the next six years, this changes drastically between them when Sydney takes advice from her best friend, Gavin's first love. When Sydney loses her baby, Gavin is left broken and vulnerable in the hands of his first love. She convinces him to divorce Sydney, and when he does, Sydney loses it and nearly gets hit by a car, but then the talk of the town, Gavin's rival, and CEO's son, hiding behind a facàde, comes to her rescue.
That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies
64.0K·Hayden BlakeOlivia Prescott married Victor Leer for three years, but it ended in divorce, leading to ridicule from the entire Seacrest community, labeling her as a forsaken woman of high society. Six years later, Olivia returned to her homeland with her twins and transformed herself into a renowned international divine healer. Countless people flocked to her, hoping to marry her. Suitor number one said, "Miss Prescott, do your children need a father? Look at me, how about considering me? If you agree, I will treat them as my own." Suitor number two exclaimed, "Miss Prescott, from the moment I first saw you, I was captivated by your beauty and talent. I am willing to give my all and love you for a lifetime. Mr. Leer may not value you, but he is blind. I promise to never leave your side!" At that moment, a little girl appeared, clinging to Olivia's leg and said, "Mommy, Daddy has been kneeling on a washboard for three days and nights, asking if you're no longer angry. If you're not, he wants to remarry you."
PREGNANT AND ABANDONED BY MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND
1.0K·chris BanMarriage was never supposed to feel this lonely. For three years, Isabella Carter lived as Andrew Collins’ wife—the woman who shared his name, his home, and his bed, but never his heart. Their marriage was built on a contract. No love. No expectations. No promises. At least, that was what it was supposed to be. But Isabella made one fatal mistake: she fell in love with her husband. She believed her kindness could soften him. She believed her patience could break through the walls around his heart. She believed that one day, Andrew would finally look at her and see more than the convenient wife he had chosen. She was wrong. Cold, powerful, and untouchable, Andrew Collins controlled everything around him—except the emotions he refused to acknowledge. When the woman from his past suddenly returned, Isabella became nothing more than an obstacle. Disposable. With a single decision, Andrew ended their marriage and ordered her out of his life. He never knew she was carrying his child. Heartbroken and pregnant, Isabella walked away without accepting his money or begging him to reconsider. Then she disappeared, determined to build a new life for herself and the baby he had unknowingly abandoned. Years later, Isabella returns. But she is no longer the quiet, devoted wife who waited for scraps of her husband’s affection. She is stronger, successful, and fiercely protective of the son Andrew has never met. Now Andrew wants back everything he once threw away. His wife. His child. His family. But Isabella has already learned the cruelest lesson of all: Sometimes a man realizes the value of what he had only after it no longer belongs to him. This time, Andrew Collins will be the one left behind.
Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex
35.0K·Page Slayer⚠️ DARK ROMANCE CONTENT WARNING This is a very dark mafia romance intended for mature readers (18+). It contains a morally gray anti-hero, obsession, possessiveness, emotional manipulation, BDSM, and explicit sexual content. If you crave danger, obsession, and morally complicated passion, this dark romance will grip you—but reader discretion is strongly advised. * Mistake?! Luciano’s jaw clenched at that one word. Was she challenging his bedroom skills? No woman had ever complained. And his ex-wife had the audacity to forget, after he had put so much effort into her in bed—something he had never done in sex before. Now she was truly going to regret it. He would make sure of that. “So you sleep with anyone for money, right?” he narrowed his eyes, breathing over her lips. She swallowed before letting out a soft, “Hmm.” “Then I’m paying you in advance for two weeks,” he offered. “For two weeks, you’re mine and can’t see other men.” She started panicking because she couldn’t afford to be in bed with her cruel mafia husband another night; two weeks were out of the question. And if she stayed longer with him, she feared he would sense her true intention and the secret she was hiding from him. So whatever excuse came to her mind next, she blurted it out in desperation to escape this cruel Italian don. “That can’t be happening, Mr. Mancini, because I don’t stay with the same man every night.” _ Convinced by his mother and girlfriend that Rosa had drugged him to get into his bed, Italian Don Luciano Mancini saw her supposed betrayal as a brutal blow to his pride. He served her divorce papers without hearing a single explanation—and exiled her not only from his home but from the country itself. Years later, Rosa returned with a secret. Their son was dying. Diagnosed with high-risk acute lymphoblastic leukemia, the boy needed a stem-cell transplant from a biological sibling to survive. And to make that possible, Rosa had to conceive again—with the one man who despised her. Her ex-husband. Luciano Mancini. Getting pregnant by a devil was never going to be easy, especially when that devil hated her. She hadn't stolen his seed before, but this time, she was willing to do whatever it took if it meant saving her child. Seeing his ex-wife again—no longer innocent, no longer obedient—awakened something in Luciano he had never felt for another woman. This time he wanted her for real. But Rosa was already slipping beyond his grasp. Because Dr. Samuele, the man treating her son, was in love with her. He was willing to stand by her no matter what—even if she carried her ex-husband's child once more. Her return became about more than saving her child when she uncovered the secrets surrounding her parents' deaths. She wouldn't stop until she found the culprit behind their downfall and reclaimed her father's legacy. Now pregnant and in control of the empire she had reclaimed, Rosa finally had a man who loved her and a chance at the life she deserved. But Luciano wasn't willing to let her go. Just when Rosa thought she had found safety, love, and freedom, Luciano's darkest secret resurfaced—a secret buried in his past that could destroy both their lives and everything she had built.
After divorce, I am a billionaire
2.0M·Vivian For the sake of love, Lyra left everything behind and worked as a full-time wife for three years. But in the end, she realized that all her efforts were not as good as one look from her husband's first love. Disheartened, Lyra resolutely filed for divorce. "Sorry, I'm a billionaire! I want a strong man to be my husband." Immediately after, the whole internet exploded! A billionaire super rich woman, suspected to have divorced? So, all the CEOs are scrambling to court her. Melvin in front of the screen can not stand it, the next day held a press conference, the beautiful name: kneeling to beg his wife home!
He Thought I'd Stay
4.0K·AnswerRyan slid the divorce papers across the desk like they were nothing. Like they were a napkin. A receipt. Something disposable. "Sign it," he said. "Just for show. To keep her interested." I looked down at the papers. Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. My name. His name. Three years reduced to two lines of print. I gripped the hem of my dress and nodded. Then I picked up the pen and signed. Quietly. Cleanly. Without a single word. As I stepped out of his office, I heard his friend laugh from across the room. "God, she's too obedient. You think if you asked her to remarry you, she'd just... do it?" Ryan lit a cigarette. I heard the click of his lighter—that familiar sound I'd spent three years listening for in the dark. "Wanna bet?" "On what?" "One month." He exhaled. "She'll be at the courthouse, crying her eyes out, handing over that marriage certificate with both hands." A burst of laughter. "I'll take that bet. What's the prize?" "Drinks. All of them. For a month." More laughter. Someone said easy money. Someone else said she'll crawl back before two weeks. I stood in the hallway and didn't move. My phone buzzed. One new message. An unfamiliar number—but I knew who it was. We'd been talking for two years, always through different channels, always careful. 【You could just marry me instead. Is that so impossible?】 I stared at the words. Inside, Ryan's friends were still laughing. Still betting. Still so certain they knew exactly what I would do. I typed one word. 【Okay.】
Never Betray the Mafia Donna
2.0K·AnswerOn my birthday, my Mafia husband left me and our daughter to cook a full Italian dinner at his lieutenant's apartment. In a video on social media, Vincent was tenderly placing food on Lena's plate, murmuring promises in a low voice. "Lena, from now on, I'll spend every birthday with you. I won't let you be alone." My daughter, Ella, was in low spirits, her eyes brimming with tears. I clenched my phone, gathered her in my arms, and walked out the door. When I showed up at Lena's apartment, Vincent frowned with irritation. "Didn't I tell you I wasn't coming home tonight?" "Why can't you and the kid just stay at the house? What are you doing here?" I didn't answer. I just asked, calmly: "Vincent. Tonight—are you choosing me and Ella, or are you choosing your lieutenant?" "Choose us, and you come home with me." I paused, then swept a cold glance at Lena. "Choose her, and we're getting a divorce."
After the Divorce, I Personally Investigated My Ex-Husband's Disappearance
44·miaoI was a war correspondent once—and I gave it all up for love. Nathan and I had been together for years. On our wedding day, I thought I'd be the happiest bride in the world. Then Nathan let his favorite influencer friend livestream my private ceremony. Everyone gushed over how "innocent and pitiful" she was, while I became the petty bride. On a stormy night, when a panic attack nearly killed me, Nathan was at her side, spoon-feeding her porridge. That was the moment I lost all hope in this marriage. I signed the divorce papers and flew to a war zone. Then they both vanished. This time, my lens isn't trained on artillery fire—it's aimed at the bloodless cage they so carefully constructed. I'm going to show the world who the real prey was in this marriage.
The Pharmaceutical Husband’s IVF for His Friend’s Widow
35·-When I discovered I was pregnant, I was about to tell my husband Alexander the good news. But then I saw an Instagram post notification—a pregnancy test result. Two pink lines, black text on white background, with the father's name clearly written: Alexander Grant. The poster was Evelyn Shaw. The widow of his "deceased friend." Her caption read: "Thank you for donating your sperm and personally performing my IVF procedure, Alex. I'll never be alone again." In that moment, my hands began to tremble. I immediately called Alexander: "Give me an explanation." He was silent for a few seconds, his tone as calm as if he were speaking at a board meeting. "Ethan was my best friend! He died, leaving his wife alone. I just wanted to help her fulfill their wish." In that moment, I knew—this marriage needed to end.
The Alpha's Discarded Luna: A Fated Rebirth
153·SumsumAt the victory celebration, the air crackled as my Alpha mate, Kael, paraded his old flame, publicly declaring his rejection and stripping me of my Luna title. My smile was a chilling promise: "One last chance. Think carefully."
The Don Faked His Death for His Mistress. I Disappeared for Myself
8.0K·-Dante Moretti died on the way to marry me. At least, that's what they told me. His convoy hit a car bomb crossing the Brooklyn Bridge. By the time the fire trucks arrived, the vehicle was ash. The body inside was unrecognizable. They cremated him before I could see his face. Buried an urn I never opened. I was six weeks pregnant. I became a widow before I ever became a wife. For months, I believed every word of it. The grief. The loss. The careful kindness of the Moretti family closing around me like a fist. Then I heard his voice through a closed door — alive, unhurt, unhurried — explaining to his mother why leaving me at the altar had been the right call. He'd faked his death to spend six months with his mistress. He thought I would wait. Grieve. Stay quiet. Keep his child and his secret until he was ready to come home. He forgot what kind of woman he'd spent six years building. I made one call to my brother. I walked out the front door. And I gave Dante Moretti exactly what he'd given me: A body they'd never find.
The Godfather's Redemption
111·miaoI had been in love with my godfather husband, Dominic Falcone, for years before we finally walked down the aisle. I once believed we were each other's most faithful partners—each other's most dependable allies. We had survived countless brushes with death together. He shielded me with his own body amid hails of gunfire and kept vigil beside me through every long night, ready for my panic attacks to strike. Then Selena appeared, and everything changed. My husband began staying out all night. Under the guise of business trips, he took her on vacation. One night, in the grip of a panic attack, I lay on the edge of death, weakly calling his name. But he was at Selena's side, watching over her mild fever, spoon-feeding her porridge with his own hands. At last I understood: the Godfather who once loved me was dead. The day I had the divorce papers drawn up, I discovered things weren't so simple—Dominic seemed to have become Selena's puppet. Her goal had never been merely to steal my husband. She intended to drain the Falcone family dry and devour everything we had built together. And I would never allow that to happen. I would make everyone understand—I am the sole ruler of this empire.
My Husband’s Dirty Secrets
143·-Less than a month after the funeral, my marriage quietly began to crumble. “My best friend is gone, and his wife is pregnant. She has no one to rely on.” Ethan Lawford stood at the door with Clara Lewis beside him, his voice calm—too calm. “She’ll stay here for a while. I promised Lewis I’d take care of her.” He carried her luggage in himself, the same hands that used to hold me when he came home late from the firm. Now they carried another woman’s life into our home. At first, she was quiet. Fragile. Then she began to fill the house with her presence. She brought him coffee at midnight, murmuring, “You’ve been working too long, Ethan. You need rest.” She lingered at the office doorway when he drafted case briefs, her eyes soft, full of grief and gratitude. And every time, Ethan looked at her with that same patient sympathy— the kind that used to belong to me. I wasn’t naive. I used to be a lawyer too. I recognized every emotional manipulation she deployed. The evidence was all there—motives, opportunity, execution. But what hurt most wasn’t her tactics. It was that Ethan never once objected. He gave her the guest room first. Then he gave up our bedroom. And me? I became the stranger walking past two people who shared whispered grief behind closed doors. Three years ago, I’d quit my position at my father’s investment firm to support Ethan’s career. I funded his dream of opening his own law office. Now, standing in the same home built from my father’s money, I watched him give it all away—to her. I dialed a number with shaking hands. “Dad,” I said, voice low but steady. “I want a divorce.”
