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THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS OF THE MOON KINGDOM
Fantasy THEY KILLED HER FAMILY.
THEY ERASED HER NAME.
BUT THEY FORGOT ONE THING
SHE SURVIVED.
For eighteen years, Elara Vale has believed she is nothing more than an ordinary servant girl.
She has no memories of her childhood. No knowledge of her true parents. And no idea why strange things happen whenever the moon is full.
Then one night, everything changes.
When Prince Kael Draven the cold and feared heir to the throne finds her, his first commandy is simple:
"Kill her."
But the moment Elara is wounded, Kael feels her pain as if it were his own.
A mysterious silver mark appears on both their bodies, and Elara's forbidden magic begins to awaken.
Soon, assassins are hunting her, ancient magic is calling her name, and secrets buried for eighteen years begin to surface.
Then Elara discovers a portrait of a dead princess who looks exactly like her.
Princess Elara Lunaris.
The last heir of the fallen Moon Kingdom.
The girl who was supposedly murdered eighteen years ago.
But there is one problem...
The man she has been taught to hate may be the only person capable of protecting her.
And the more Elara discovers about Kael, the more dangerous their connection becomes.
Because they aren't merely enemies.
They are fated mates.
Now Elara must uncover who destroyed her family, why her existence was erased, and why the kingdom is terrified of her awakening power.
But the deepest secret is still waiting in the shadows
Someone who was there the night her parents died knows that Elara survived.
And they will do anything to make sure the forgotten princess never takes her throne. TANGLED IN THE TYRANT'S TRAP
Romance One stolen keycard. One midnight break-in. One mistake that blows everything up.
Clara knows her brother's staring down a ten-million-dollar fraud charge and it's all on her to fix it. So she sneaks into the lion's den: Sebastian Vance's penthouse, smack in the heart of Wall Street. He's brutal. Untouchable. Her only shot is to find the evidence and get out fast.
She doesn't even make it ten feet before Sebastian catches her in the act.
But he doesn't call the cops. He's got something else in mind a twisted deal she can't refuse. Turns out, his board wants him married off to someone squeaky clean. Clara is basically perfect: no high-profile family, nothing to lose, and apparently she looks just right on his arm.
Here's the bargain: Clara pretends to be hopelessly in love with Sebastian, wears his ring, sells their engagement to the world and in exchange, her brother walks free. Slip up, and she's facing federal prison, no questions asked.
Now she's trapped in a world dripping with money and dread caught between his ice-cold demands and the heat that's growing between them. Every move feels like walking a tightrope. And as danger closes in from all sides, Clara starts to realize the real threat isn't the criminals closing in...
It's the man she's supposed to hate but can't stop wanting. UNDERCOVER VOWS WITH THE SECRET DON
Adventure He's a killer with ice in his veins. She's a tech genius who brings chaos wherever she goes. Their marriage? It started as a complete sham but the danger they're in is suddenly very real.
Vespera Vance is a billionaire tech heiress, but when her family tries to marry her off to a ninety year-old tycoon, she does what anyone desperate would: she fakes who she is, disappears in baggy sweaters, and takes the most anonymous job she can find a graveyard-shift nobody. Everything goes smooth until one night, she ends up in the basement and spots the new night security guard calmly taking down two armed attackers, all while munching on a turkey sandwich.
Lysander Thorne is no guard. He's the legendary Don of the Thorne Syndicate, lying low in his own company to hunt a traitor. He's used to people freezing in fear. What he isn't used to is Vespera: a whirlwind in crooked glasses who barges into his sting operation, flails a plastic broom, trips over her shoes, and knocks herself out right against his chest.
Vespera needs a new, clean legal identity to keep her greedy family from touching her fortune. She makes Lysander (who she believes is a broke rent-a-cop drowning in debt) an offer: marry her for six months, she'll clear what he "owes," and he'll never buy a deli sandwich again. Lysander, oddly entertained and in need of a solid civilian disguise, agrees and signs on.
Now Vespera's out here leaving receipts for eighty-dollar honey like a sugar mom in their shoebox apartment. Lysander, meanwhile, is secretly sending his massive, terrifying underboss to deliver luxury espresso machines under the excuse of being a local bookie.
But things get ugly. Her family finds her, and this time, they're not sending lawyers they're sending elite mercenaries ready to drag her home by force. The silly game's over, and Lysander drops the act. Vespera is about to learn her bumbling roommate doesn't just keep the night shift safe. He rules the shadows and letting his wild, unpredictable wife go isn't on the table. Not now, not ever. THE WIFE HE REGRETTED LOSING
Romance She was betrayed. Forsaken. Branded a scorned wife.
Lola Hart's world shattered the day her husband turned his back on her, leaving her to face heartbreak, deceit, and a life she never imagined. But pain became power. Betrayal became strategy. And the woman they thought broken is now a force they can't control.
Rising from the ashes, Lola fights to reclaim her empire, protect the people she loves, and destroy the enemies who think they can stand in her way. From the glittering boardrooms to shadowed streets, from secret alliances to explosive betrayals, every move Lola makes is calculated-and every heartbeat brings her closer to the love she never dared to hope for.
Adrian, her protector, her ally, and the man who refuses to let her fall, stands by her side. But in a world of wealth, power, and vengeance, can love survive when danger lurks in every corner?
Secrets. Lies. Revenge. Passion.
This is her story.
This is the rise of the wife he regretted losing.
BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS RECLAIMED HER THRONE
Billionaires For three years, Avery Woods lived a lie. Trapped in a high-stakes psychological "simulation" designed by her own father, she was forced to endure the life of a discarded trophy wife, scrubbing floors and suffering in silence to temper her mind into a weapon.
When the simulation shattered, Avery emerged as the Sovereign-the most experienced CEO in human history, having lived twenty years of strategic warfare in a matter of months. She tore down her father's global conglomerate, erased the world's digital memories, and sought a quiet life in the shadows.
But you cannot delete a god.
Now, a year after the "Great Erasure," the world has gone dark, but the connection remains. Four hundred million people are syncing up through a biological "Chorus," using their own neural pathways to rebuild a decentralized, inescapable Hive Mind. At its center is Mila, a child who is more code than flesh, and the only anchor strong enough to stabilize a new reality.
From the high-tech bunkers of Moscow to the hallucination-filled "Dead Zone" of the Sahara, Avery and her protector-assassin, Julian Vane, must race to stop the Chorus before it rewrites the physical world.
The satellites are dead. The servers are gone. But the Silence is screaming. You might like
Rejected by My Family, Claimed by the Galactic Commander
EVA PINK I woke up to the stench of rust and rotting flesh, no longer a master botanist who commanded life itself, but a D-class exile dumped on a wasteland planet.
Memories that weren't mine flooded in. I was framed by my stepsister, betrayed by my fiancé, and banished by my own family to the Ashfall Peninsula to die.
The original girl actually starved to death in despair. The moment I opened my eyes, a scavenger tried to smash my skull with a rusty pipe just to eat me. After I killed him to survive, I discovered a harsher truth: in this universe, plant seeds are classified as A-level strategic resources, completely monopolized by the Imperium.
But the universe had a sick sense of humor. A mandatory background scan suddenly triggered a galactic broadcast: I, the exiled trash, was a perfect genetic match for the Imperium's top war hero, General Alexander Orr.
The family that ruthlessly erased my existence instantly saw me as a golden ticket. My cheating ex-fiancé was dispatched to drag me back, furious that his "property" was matched with someone else. They all thought I was still that weak, naive girl they could manipulate.
But as I held the pure, glowing Life Source Crystals I had secretly extracted from the scrap heap, a cold smile crept onto my face.
"I didn't come here to die. I came here to build an empire."
I turned my back on the galactic broadcast and stepped into the deadly wilderness. Rejected Bride: Married To The Dragon King
Catlaina Sloggett I knelt on the cold stone of the Dragon God Altar, waiting to marry Lord Harper Carney. It was my only chance to escape the gilded cage of my family.
But when Harper finally arrived, he wasn't alone. His arm was wrapped tightly around my cousin, Hettie.
Right in front of the entire court, he coldly announced that our marriage was a mistake.
Hettie leaned into his embrace, wearing a triumphant smile while playing the innocent victim.
The assembled nobles openly jeered at me. They mocked my greatest failing—that I was a worthless "Dragonless" born without the inner fire.
My own father was furious, not at them, but at me. He demanded I go to Hettie's estate and beg for her forgiveness.
When I refused, he threatened to cut off all my funds and revoke my only job at the Royal Scribes' Office.
I was publicly abandoned, stripped of my dignity, and left with absolutely nothing.
I didn't cry, and I didn't scream. Why should I be the one to apologize when they were the ones who betrayed me?
For years, I had endured their abuse, treated like a pawn to be sacrificed at will. But looking at their smug faces, my despair turned into cold resolve.
I took off my betrothal coronet and dropped it at Harper's feet, publicly nullifying the contract myself.
I thought I would have to face the ruin alone, until a mysterious, powerful man with burning golden eyes stepped out of the shadows.
"Marry me," he said. "I will be your shield, and we will crush them together." Chaotic Affinity: A Rebirth Magic Academy Romance
Qijia Lady I took a blood-binding curse to save my younger sister Danae, ruining my magic affinity forever.
Instead of gratitude, she stole our mother's token and convinced our father to dump me at a school for magical rejects.
In my past life, I actually believed her sweet lies. I thought she was shielding me from the cruel aristocratic academies.
I went to that unfashionable boarding school, only to be ground into dust by rogue curses and treated like garbage.
Meanwhile, she lived in a palace, surrounded by devoted admirers and endless luxury.
When I was finally dragged to the execution pyre, my own father and sister stood in the high stands, watching me burn alive with cold satisfaction.
I died screaming in agony, clawing at my scorched skin, utterly betrayed by the family I had bled for.
Until the flames consumed me, I didn't understand. Why did the sister I sacrificed everything for want me dead?
Why was my devotion rewarded with a fiery grave?
Opening my eyes again, I was back on the very morning of my departure to that trash magic school.
Danae walked into my room with a warm mug of milk, a razor-thin smear of satisfaction flashing across her lips.
She thought she was the only one who had returned to the past.
"Sister, you look terrible. Did you have that nightmare again?"
This time, I will gladly take the train to the school of rejects.
Not to hide in shame, but to build an altar of bone and ruin out of everyone who burned me alive. The Godblood Bride: Mending the Cursed Dragon Lord
Maui I was forced to replace my sister and marry Lord Gideon Carlisle, a crippled Dragon Lord rumored to be a monster whose brides always ended up dead.
But the real danger wasn't my terrifying husband. It was Audrey, the fragile, innocent girl he took in and fiercely protected.
She lured me to a cliff, confessed to murdering his first two brides, and tried to shove me into the abyss.
When her clumsy attack failed and she nearly fell herself, Gideon's shadow guard rushed in to save her. But he only saw the aftermath.
Audrey immediately burst into tears, pointing a shaking finger at me.
"It was her! She pushed me! She tried to kill me!"
Without hesitation, Gideon chose to believe his precious ward.
He looked at me with cold, golden dragon eyes, condemning his own wife without a trial.
He threatened me with dragon's flame and locked me in my chambers, while Audrey smiled triumphantly behind his back.
I couldn't believe a supposedly brilliant Dragon Lord could be so utterly blind, protecting the very monster who had cursed his life while treating me like the villain.
But I wasn't the weak, original bride who would just accept this injustice and die quietly.
I calmly walked back into his study, pulled out a vial of Truth Serum, and forced it down Audrey's throat so my blind husband could finally hear the truth. Mated To The Possessive White Tiger Marshal
Dong Lier On my twenty-first birthday, I was just a broke orphan sitting in a dark apartment, staring at an overdue rent notice.
A freak lightning strike suddenly shattered my reality, tearing me from Earth and dropping me into a primal alien jungle, where I was cornered by a massive white tiger.
I thought I was dead, but I woke up in a high-tech hospital surrounded by people with animal ears, scales, and tails.
The doctor looked at me with pity and delivered the crushing truth.
"Earth is a lost world, Anya. To us, you are a purebred human relic."
In this Varden Empire ruled by genetically superior Beastkin, I was painfully fragile, physically weak, and treated like a delicate museum exhibit.
Worse, I learned that the monstrous tiger from the jungle was actually Marshal Jaxon Kensington, the ruthless and overwhelmingly powerful commander of the Imperial Army.
I felt completely helpless and suffocated. I was trapped in an alien world where I was inferior to everyone, terrified of the military monster who had brought me here. Why was I dragged into this brutal universe just to be a weak specimen?
What I didn't know was that the Empire's registry had just paired my DNA with the Marshal's, flashing an impossible 99% compatibility match.
By Imperial Law, the cold, untouchable commander was now permanently bound to me, and his terrifying, primal obsession had just been awakened. Flash Marriage To My Mysterious Immortal Husband
Burch Minow I entered a contractual marriage with Cyril Sweeney just to protect my antique restoration studio from local developers.
I thought he was merely an eccentric, wealthy cargo pilot, but I soon realized I had married a monster.
His skin was colder than ice, he could throw a grown man across a room effortlessly, and strangers in tailored suits dropped to their knees calling him "My Lord."
But the most agonizing part was his violent rejection of me.
Whenever I got close, or accidentally scraped my skin and bled, he would shove me away like I was a plague.
His glacial eyes would turn pitch black, his throat convulsing as if fighting a demon.
"Run before I kill you!"
He roared at me with a feral, terrifying rasp, his hands clawing at his own throat.
The final straw came when I found an antique pocket watch on his desk, holding a faded photograph of a young girl.
I realized I wasn't a wife; I was just a convenient, nameless replacement for a ghost he still carried over his dead heart.
I didn't understand why he looked at me with such desperate agony, nor why my blood drove him to the brink of madness.
I didn't know the girl in the photograph was actually me from ten years ago.
As I slammed my truck into reverse to escape his haunted glass villa, I had no idea the real nightmare was just beginning. Betrayed Bride: I Married My Ex's Comatose Uncle, the Dragon Lord
Ben Nan On my wedding day, I caught my fiancé in my stepsister's arms.
She was pregnant with his child.
And instead of begging for forgiveness, Damian Harrison laughed in my face.
He admitted he had always planned to marry me, dump me in some forgotten country estate, and keep my stepsister as the woman he truly loved.
So I burned my wedding veil in front of the entire Harrison family and walked away.
That should have been the end of it.
Instead, Damian's mother sent armed men after me.
Why?
Because I was a Dragonless nobody from the borderlands, and in her eyes, humiliating a Harrison was a crime worse than her son's betrayal.
I had no dragon blood.
No powerful family willing to protect me.
Not even my own father would risk offending the Harrisons for my sake.
If I wanted to survive, I needed someone they feared more than they hated me.
So I returned to the Harrison estate and made an outrageous demand.
I would marry Damian's uncle.
Gideon Harrison-the legendary Dragon Lord, the kingdom's greatest war hero... and a man everyone believed was dead.
Perfect.
As his widow, I would outrank the man who betrayed me, become his aunt by marriage, and gain enough power to make every Harrison who humiliated me regret it.
I signed the marriage pact without hesitation.
Then a knight burst into the ancestral hall with impossible news.
Gideon Harrison was alive.
My dead husband wasn't dead.
He was being brought home. Flash Marriage To My Mysterious Disabled Husband
rabb For five years, I poured my blood and sweat into restoring ancient manuscripts to save my fiancé Chalmers's family business from bankruptcy.
But on the morning of our wedding, he abandoned me at the altar.
He rushed off to comfort his childhood friend, Edla, who claimed to have a catastrophic injury. Under local guild laws, if I wasn't legally married by sunset, Chalmers's family would seize the proprietary rights to every single manuscript I had restored.
When I went home to pack my things, Edla showed up leaning on Chalmers, wearing bandages stained with fake bakery dye and a luxury sweater that still had the anti-theft tag attached.
She cried theatrical tears, begging me not to punish Chalmers.
Instead of seeing her obvious lies, Chalmers called me a heartless, spiteful statue. He demanded I apologize, arrogantly offering a cheap steak dinner as compensation for my ruined wedding.
He sneered that no man in town would ever marry a penniless orphan like me, and I would be begging on his doorstep by the end of the week.
I looked at the man I had supported through 47 of Edla's orchestrated emergencies, feeling utterly disgusted by his endless manipulation and greed.
Did he really think my dignity and my life's work were worth so little?
I threw his cheap engagement ring directly into the greasy trash can.
Then, I walked straight into the municipal registry hall and proposed to Everette Holmes—a paralyzed, debt-ridden outcast who radiated an unnerving, freezing aura.
This time, I would rather tie my fate to a dangerous stranger than let Chalmers own my future. Mated To My Ex's Dead Brother
Zhao Da My engagement to Kile, the heir of House Golden, was witnessed by the Duke himself. I thought my days as a helpless orphan were over.
But right before our wedding, he coldly informed me that my status was being revoked. I was to enter his family as a lesser consort.
The title of primary wife was being given to his lover, Journey. She hid behind Kile, wearing a spotless white dress and trembling like a fragile lotus.
"Cassie, please don't blame him, I can live without a title," she cried, playing the perfect victim.
Kile shielded her, glaring at me with pure disgust, shouting that I was being completely unreasonable.
The next day, the entire Elder Council cornered me in their grand hall. They told me that as a "Dragonless" nobody, I should be immensely grateful for any scrap they threw my way.
They all stared at me, waiting for me to swallow my pride and accept a lifetime of humiliation.
They thought I was entirely broken. They thought I had no backing and no choice but to bow down to their cruelty.
Instead, I looked straight at the Chief Elder and smiled.
"I refuse to be a lesser consort," I announced clearly, watching Kile's smug expression freeze. "But to preserve our families' dignity, I will fulfill the contract."
I looked right into Kile's shocked eyes.
"I will marry your dead older brother, Lord Ayden." 
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