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My Husband Left Me to Die for the Woman in My Wedding Dress“Donovan—take me to the hospital. My water broke.” I was seven months pregnant, bleeding on the floor while his secretary stood beside him in my wedding dress. “She’s faking it,” Chloe said softly. Donovan looked at me with disgust. “Stop ruining Christmas.” Then he kicked my phone away and left me locked in the bathroom to die.

Reborn, I Became His RegretIn her last life, Claire fought through a raging fever to find Adrian in a suite on the top deck of a cruise ship. Someone had drugged him. By morning, reporters were waiting outside the door. Adrian believed Claire had drugged him and paid the reporters to expose them. He was convinced she had used the scandal to force him into marriage. For three years, he ignored her and humiliated her. Then Vivian returned with his child. Claire soon discovered that she was pregnant too. Adrian ordered her to have an abortion. She died on the operating table. When Claire opened her eyes again, she was back on the cruise ship on that same night. This time, she did not enter Room 1908. She sent the room number to Vivian instead.

Marked by My Best Friend's BoyfriendThe three of us slept in the same bed. Sophie was my best friend. During this scorching summer getaway, she brought along her powerful, cold, and intimidating Alpha boyfriend, Victor, and the three of us moved into a remote forest cabin with only one working air conditioner. I was a half-wolf with blood so diluted I was almost indistinguishable from a human. I thought I could perfectly hide that shameful, forbidden pull I felt toward Victor. Until that sweltering night. While Sophie moaned in surrender beneath him, I lay with my back to them—only to be invaded by Victor’s fierce Alpha pheromones. In terror, I realized his predatory gaze was cutting straight through the darkness, locked onto the line of my spine. “Don’t make a sound. She’s awake.” In this isolated territory, by day I was Sophie’s thoughtful best friend. By night, I became the helpless prey in her boyfriend’s arms. When his deadly fangs pierced the back of my neck and his mark burned permanently into the depths of my soul, this three-person game of betrayal, desire, and pure fear finally spun completely out of control…

The Perfect Husband's Deception“It’s just a baby,” Tristan told the doctor. “We’ll tell Rose it was stillborn. Vivienne can raise it.” I stood outside the exam room, seven months pregnant, listening to my husband decide who deserved my child. Then he said, “If one of us has to hurt, it won’t be Vivienne.”

Stop Pleasing Him, Marry His RivalAfter the car crash wiped my memory, I forgot the fiancé I'd been with for five years. He decided it was a stunt — that I was fighting for his attention. So he stood over my hospital bed with his new girlfriend on his arm and sneered, "Drop the act. You couldn't leave me if you tried." He was sure I'd come crawling back like always. What he didn't know was that my brain had already deleted every ounce of love I'd ever felt for him. So while he was still taunting me, I picked up my phone and called the one man he was actually afraid of. "Mr. Frost. Is our marriage proposal still on the table?"