The Unseen Culprit

Too Old? Watch Me Build An Empire

On our twelfth anniversary, I spent hours preparing a perfect dinner for Mark, Apex Digital CEO. I' d given up my tech career, believing we were building our grand future together. He arrived three hours late, reeking of expensive perfume. He dismissed my efforts, glued to his phone. Next morning, his assistant, Brittany, flaunted a designer watch-a gift from him-in a "candid" Instagram post. Then, her email: an ultrasound, CC' d to me, taunting me about Mark' s excitement for "a real family" and calling me "too old." "You' re getting on a bit for a family now, aren' t you?" Mark sneered, openly confirming his affair. He gaslit me, claiming I let my career go, while his multi-million dollar Apex empire was secretly founded on my stolen intellectual property from our original startup. "Too old." "Real family." The words burned. He' d betrayed me, built his success on my forgotten genius, then casually cast me aside. The injustice was profound: how could the man I loved claim my life' s work and discard me so callously? As despair threatened, my grandmother Eleanor' s wisdom echoed: "Always have your own nest egg. And keep copies." She' d meticulously preserved my original patent filings. Mark' s "buyout" was a sham; Apex was my brainchild. A powerful spark ignited. It was time not just for divorce, but to reclaim what was mine and dismantle his fraudulent empire.

The Woman He Thought He Broke

My life with Ethan, my architect husband, seemed perfect, a harmonious blend of shared dreams and urban aspirations. But that illusion shattered one terrifying weekend when I suffered a life-threatening allergic reaction, struggling to breathe as I collapsed before his eyes. Instead of rushing my EpiPen, Ethan prioritized a "crisis" orchestrated by Chloe Sanders, his scheming intern, leaving me to suffocate while he secured her coveted project files. I woke up alone in a sterile hospital room, realizing the devastating depth of his betrayal, only to then discover I was pregnant with his child. His ongoing public neglect and Chloe' s brazen flaunting of my stolen family heirloom cemented the horrifying truth: they thought they had succeeded in making me disappear, dismissed as merely an accessory. But they were gravely mistaken; driven by a cold fury and the silent beat of a new life within me, I, Ava Thompson, was about to unleash a meticulously planned reckoning upon them both.

Unloved In His Own Home

Ethan Miller, a quiet craftsman, was a phantom in his own mansion. His wife, Olivia, and daughter, Chloe, orbited Julian Vance, Olivia's charismatic college sweetheart, leaving Ethan feeling unseen and unloved, merely furniture. The call came: Chloe fell at school. Rushing there, he watched Olivia and Julian sweep past him, directly to his injured child, ignoring him completely. The rejection was instant. Chloe flinched from his touch, whimpering, "I want Julian!" Olivia publicly shamed Ethan for the accident, while Julian' s smug glances reinforced his inadequacy. Ethan was an outsider, even in his daughter's pain. Later revelations: Chloe' s "accidents" were deliberate, encouraged by Julian, confirming Ethan' s deepest fears. Was this betrayal his inescapable fate? His own daughter, groomed to reject him; his wife, a stranger to his agony. What profound flaw in him justified such calculated cruelty, his unwavering devotion constantly meaning nothing? Then came the final, crushing blows: his beloved mother' s sudden death, followed by his birthday pie – a sacred link to her love – carelessly devoured by Julian and dismissed by Olivia. Shattered, Ethan declared, "I'm done, Olivia. I want a divorce." He vowed to escape and find genuine love and a family that truly saw him.

Reborn on Our Wedding Day

My wedding day. Again. I stood there, a young woman forced into an arranged marriage, about to become Abigail Blackwood. In my previous life, a cold, brutal tyrant named Ethan, obsessed with a family vendetta, systematically destroyed everything and everyone I loved. I suffered silently with a terminal illness no one knew about, watching in agony as he engineered my beloved grandfather' s public humiliation and death, and as my sister Ellie endured a horrific abusive marriage that tragically cost her, and her unborn child, their lives. His cruelty knew no bounds: public shaming, forcing me to play piano until my fingers bled for his mistress's amusement, endless torment for every desperate plea. Overwhelmed by despair and humiliation, I chose to die by my own hand. But somehow, fate intervened. Here I am, back on our wedding day. And so is he. Ethan Blackwood remembers everything, just as I do. The monster who tormented me now acts kind, attentive, even regretful, desperately trying to atone. But my heart is a fortress of old wounds, my soul scarred by unimaginable pain. Can I ever trust him, or is this just another, more sophisticated game? This second chance is both a gift and a terrifying burden. I am determined to protect my family, to rewrite our tragic history, and to never again be the pawn in his brutal game. Can love truly blossom from such a foundation of hatred and despair?

Reborn on Mock SAT Day

My eyes snapped open to the blare of my alarm, October 17th. Senior year. Mock SAT Day. A familiar, suffocating nightmare. For a second, I didn' t know where I was, then the cold dread washed over me: I was back. Back to that exact day. The beginning of the end. I remembered it all: the accusations, Tiffany Hayes' smug face, Chad' s betrayal, my mother' s tears and worsening cough, the crushing weight of a ruined future, my own descent into despair that had culminated in unspeakable suffering. I had meticulously sabotaged myself this time, purposely failing the mock SAT to avoid repeating history. But when the scores were posted, Tiffany Hayes had a near-perfect score of 1580. Even more terrifying, she had replicated my unique, deliberately flawed math solutions-down to a random doodle I' d made. How? How was she inside my head? This wasn't just cheating; it was invasive, a violation of my very thoughts. No more. This time, armed with my father' s secret tech empire and a former military intelligence expert Mr. K, I wouldn't be the victim. I was going to expose her, reclaim my life, and save my family from the nightmare she' d already put us through once.

Too Late, Mr. Vanderbilt

For three years, my high-society marriage to Ethan Vanderbilt was a gilded cage, filled with a silence louder than any sound. I had loved him for seven years, a fervent adoration that secretly curdled into despair, despite being married to a man who barely acknowledged my existence. Then, hidden in the Hamptons estate, I overheard his raw anguish: he married me only because my supposed best friend, Chloe, begged him to, calling it her idea to protect them from scandal. My heart fractured anew when he confessed to Chloe, the woman he truly loved, that being my husband would "kill him," and later, when he confirmed to my face their entire scheme with a casual "Yes." He exploited my love even further, begging for a kidney to save Chloe' s life and promising "anything," only to later reveal his utter indifference to my well-being. At a chaotic gala, as he shielded Chloe from a champagne shower, he left me exposed to shattering glass and a life-threatening allergic reaction, proving I truly "meant nothing" compared to her. I watched him fuss over her, oblivious to my smoke-stained face after a restaurant fire, finally understanding the depth of his contempt and my own utter disposability. The man I had adored was a ghost who had systematically taken me for granted, using my heart and even my body as a mere convenience for his secret affair. How could I have been so blind, so stupid, to trade everything for a love that was always a transactional lie? There was nothing left but to embrace the chilling clarity of my shattered reality and finally set myself free. I left him the divorce papers he' d signed unread and my wedding ring, boarding a plane to Montana, leaving behind the luxurious illusion of my past life and stepping into the unknown future.

Love On The Edge: Stay With Me, My Precious Darling

Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.

Sold To The Savage Alpha

Sera Vale was sold like a slave. Dragged from her home in chains. Stripped of everything and handed to the most feared Alpha who is also a Mafia, as payment for a debt she didn't owe. Lucien Virelli doesn't believe in mercy. He rules with bullets. Breathes violence. Fucks like a beast. And when Sera is thrown at his feet, he doesn't see a girl. He sees prey. A mystery. Something that should not exist. She was told her entire life she was nothing. No wolf. No power. No purpose. Just a broken girl with a cursed bloodline and a dead mother who took the truth to the grave. But Lucien sees it. Smells it. Wants it. He doesn't want to protect her. He wants to tame her. Mark her. Breed her. Make her scream until her wolf rips out of her body and begs him to take it. What he wants from her isn't gentle. It isn't safe. And it sure as hell isn't human. He touches her like he owns her. Looks at her like he's already inside her. And when she finally begs. He makes her earn it. Now she's trapped in a world she doesn't understand. Craving a monster she should fear and drowning in a heat she swore she'd never feel. This isn't just a love story. It's a dark craving that takes over your body and doesn't let go.

Woke Up Married

The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.

One Fated Night

Aria Wilson agrees to her step- sister offers to have a one night stand with an old man interchange for large amounts. It will be use for his brother's operation. What they don't know is the man she had sex with is turned out to be Jake Thomson! The most powerful man in Golden City, a multi-billionaire. Her step- sister Ayah, pretended that she is the one he was with that night so she is the on who gained wealth. Aria got pregnant and walked away but after five years she came back and her children...

Married, Divorced, Desired Again

Three years of marriage couldn't melt Theo's frozen heart. When an art gallery collapsed on Lena, he was off romancing another woman-lavishing her with a private jet. Three steel pins held Lena's shoulder together, but her heart remained broken. She filed for divorce and told everyone that he was impotent. Rising from the rubble, Lena blazed onto the design world's A‑list. She expected him to sail off with his true love-until Theo reappeared at her runway, pressing her against the wall. "Impotent, huh? Care to give it a try?"

The Despised Son-in-law Strikes Back

"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman-the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!