Silent Fury

Vows of Vengeance: The Blackwoods Bargain

He left her at the altar. His brother offered her revenge. Falling in love was never part of the plan. On what should've been the happiest day of her life, tech heiress Lena Carter is left humiliated-her fiancé, Daniel Blackwood, marries her best friend instead and steals the company she built from nothing. With her heart shattered and her name ruined, Lena burns her wedding dress in a parking lot, swearing vengeance. Enter Damien Blackwood-Daniel's cold, estranged older brother, a man cut from the same cruel legacy but exiled for reasons no one dares speak. He offers Lena a deal: Pretend to love me. I'll fund your revenge. Together, we'll burn the Blackwoods to the ground. But fake kisses blur into real ones. Hatred turns to obsession. And secrets buried in blood rise to the surface. As the lies unravel and the truth threatens to destroy them both, Lena must choose: forgive the man who used her rage... or become the woman who never needed saving in the first place. Love was never the goal. But vengeance? Vengeance is just the beginning.

Connected by Fate

In a bustling city and a quaint small town, two souls are fated to meet-if only they can navigate the chaos in between. Lila Thompson, a vibrant artist known for her colorful creations, longs for love but feels perpetually out of sync with her chaotic life. Max Reynolds, a charming but introverted writer, dreams of connection yet hides behind his witty facade, fearful of vulnerability. When a serendipitous art exhibition brings them together, their initial encounter sparks a whirlwind of comedic misunderstandings and awkward mishaps. As their lives intertwine, Lila and Max embark on a heartwarming journey filled with laughter, colorful characters, and heartfelt moments that reveal their true selves. Can they overcome their fears and embrace the love that destiny has in store for them? Join Lila and Max in **Connected by Fate**, a romantic comedy with 312 episodes of hilarity, warmth, and the magic of serendipity, reminding us all that love is worth the wait.

Beneath the Blood Moon

In the dark underworld where power and loyalty reign supreme, Elena Russo is no ordinary Mafia princess-she is a werewolf queen in hiding. Bound by an arranged marriage to Marco De Luca, the heir to a rival Mafia family, Elena is forced to walk a dangerous line between the world of humans and the realm of the supernatural. On the night of her engagement, Elena escapes, running from the life of duty and control that her family demands. But destiny has other plans. As the blood moon rises, ancient secrets come to light, revealing a prophecy that links her fate not only to the Mafia but to the survival of her werewolf clan. Marco is determined to find his runaway bride, but as he hunts her down, he uncovers truths that make him question his loyalty to his family-and his feelings for Elena. Their worlds collide, setting off a chain of events that could destroy the fragile balance between the Mafia and the supernatural forces that lurk beneath the surface. Caught between two powerful forces and a forbidden love, Elena must embrace her true identity if she hopes to survive. But under the blood moon, every choice comes at a price. "Beneath the Blood Moon" is a tale of love, betrayal, and the battle for power, where nothing is as it seems and secrets are more dangerous than the enemies lurking in the shadows.

After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash

Aurora woke up to the sterile chill of her king-sized bed in Sterling Thorne's penthouse. Today was the day her husband would finally throw her out like garbage. Sterling walked in, tossed divorce papers at her, and demanded her signature, eager to announce his "eligible bachelor" status to the world. In her past life, the sight of those papers had broken her, leaving her begging for a second chance. Sterling's sneering voice, calling her a "trailer park girl" undeserving of his name, had once cut deeper than any blade. He had always used her humble beginnings to keep her small, to make her grateful for the crumbs of his attention. She had lived a gilded cage, believing she was nothing without him, until her life flatlined in a hospital bed, watching him give a press conference about his "grief." But this time, she felt no sting, no tears. Only a cold, clear understanding of the mediocre man who stood on a pedestal she had painstakingly built with her own genius. Aurora signed the papers, her name a declaration of independence. She grabbed her old, phoenix-stickered laptop, ready to walk out. Sterling Thorne was about to find out exactly how expensive "free" could be.

The Sterling Scandal: Married To The Uncle

I was at my own engagement party at the Sterling estate when the world started tilting. Victoria Sterling, my future mother-in-law, smiled coldly as she watched me struggle with a cup of tea that had been drugged to ruin me. Before I could find my fiancé, Ryan, a waiter dragged me into the forbidden West Wing and locked me in a room with Julian Sterling, the family’s "fallen titan" who had been confined to a wheelchair for years. The door burst open to a frenzy of camera flashes and theatrical screams. Victoria framed me as a seductress caught in the act, and Ryan didn't even try to listen to my pleas, calling me "cheap leftovers" before walking away with his pregnant mistress. When I turned to my own family for help, my father signed a document severing our relationship for a five-million-dollar payout from Julian. They traded me like a commodity without a second thought. I didn't understand why my own parents were so eager to sell me, or how Ryan could look at me with such disgust after promising me forever. I was a sacrifice, a pawn used to protect the family's offshore accounts, and I couldn't fathom how every person I loved had a price tag for my destruction. With nowhere left to go, I married Julian in a bleak ceremony at City Hall. He slid a heavy diamond onto my finger and whispered, "We have a war to start." That night, inside his secret penthouse, I watched the paralyzed man stand up from his wheelchair and activate a screen filled with the Sterling family's darkest secrets. The execution had officially begun.

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

Rising From Ashes: The Heiress They Tried To Erase

Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.

Phoenix Rising: The Scarred Heiress's Revenge

I lived as the "scarred ghost" of the Stephens penthouse, a wife kept in the shadows because my facial burns offended my billionaire husband’s aesthetic. For years, I endured Kason’s coldness and my family's abuse, a submissive puppet who believed she had nowhere else to go. The end came with a blue folder tossed onto my silk sheets. Kason’s mistress was back, and he wanted me out by sunset, offering a five-million-dollar "silence fee" to go hide my face in the countryside. The betrayal cut deep when I discovered my father had already traded my divorce for a corporate bailout. My step-sister mocked my "trashy" appearance at a high-end boutique, while the sales staff treated me like a common thief. At home, my father threatened to cut off my mother's life-saving medicine unless I crawled back to Kason to beg for a better deal. I was the girl who took the blame for a fire she didn't start, the wife who worshipped a man who never looked her in the eye, and the daughter used as a human bargaining chip. I was supposed to be broken, penniless, and desperate. But the woman who stood up wasn't the weak Elease Finch anymore; she was Phoenix, a tactical predator with a $500 million secret. I signed the divorce papers without a single tear, walked past my stunned husband, and wiped the Finch family's bank accounts clean with a few taps on my phone. "Your money is dirty," I told Kason with a cold smile. "I prefer clean hands." The cage is open, the hunt has begun, and I’m starting with the people who thought a scar made me weak.

Love's Sweetest Surprise: From Brokenhearted To Billionaire's Wife

For five years, I believed I was living in a perfect marriage, only to discover it was all a sham! I discovered that my husband was coveting my bone marrow for his mistress! Right in front of me, he sent her flirtatious messages. To make matters worse, he even brought her into the company to steal my work! I finally understood, he never loved me. I stopped pretending, collected evidence of his infidelity, and reclaimed the research he had stolen from me. I signed the divorce papers and left without looking back. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would eventually return. But when we met again, I was holding the hand of a globally renowned tycoon, draped in a wedding dress and grinning with confidence. My ex-husband's eyes were red with regret. "Come back to me!" But my new groom wrapped his arm around my waist, and chuckled dismissively, "Get the hell out of here! She's mine now."