Isabella: His Unseen Guardian

Hidden Heiress: The Maid You Betrayed

For five years, I was the invisible glue holding Damien Crawford together. I was the one who pulled him from a burning car until the skin melted off my back, and I was the one who donated bone marrow when he was on death's door. I even gave up a full-ride scholarship to MIT just to be his nurse. Yet, he believed his mistress, Hadley, was his savior. To him, I was just the maid's daughter who changed his bedpans—a piece of furniture he could abuse while he planned his wedding to another woman. But his cruelty didn't stop at verbal abuse. When my father suffered a massive heart attack, Damien refused to let me use the car, choosing to comfort Hadley over a fake panic attack instead. His mother even slashed the tires to ensure I couldn't leave. While my father died cold and alone, Damien stabbed a needle into my hand just to teach me a lesson about "respect," oblivious to the fact that the scars on my skin were the receipt for his life. He didn't know he was torturing the only person who had ever truly loved him. But the girl who begged for crumbs of affection died along with her father that day. I picked up my phone and dialed the number saved simply as a dot. "He's dead," I whispered to the man on the other end—Anderson Morrison, the city's most feared Don and my sworn protector. "I'm coming," he replied, his voice lethal. "And I'm bringing the army." It was time to show Damien that he hadn't just mistreated a maid; he had declared war on a Queen.

The Heiress's Scars: A Vengeful Return

A week before my wedding to my childhood sweetheart, Derek, I was kidnapped. I was a wealthy heiress, and the ransom was set at $80 million. But Derek refused to pay. Instead, he and his assistant, Krystal, used the money to launch their business empire. While they cut ribbons at galas, I was brutally tortured for fifteen days. When I finally escaped, I stumbled upon their charity event, naked and broken. He pushed me away, furious that I had ruined his public image. He then used a secret DNA test to turn my family against me, had me committed to a psychiatric hospital, and left me there to rot for three years. He built his success on my ashes, leaving me with nothing but scars and a broken mind. Now, after years of healing, I've found peace with my adopted daughter, Lily. But he's back, begging for forgiveness. He doesn't know the torture left me infertile, and he has no idea what I'm willing to do to protect the only family I have left.

She Erased Him, For Her Son

For five years, I was my boss's secret wife, the mother of his son, and the backbone of his company. But on our son Leo's fifth birthday, he chose to spend the evening with his new protégé, Chelsi. That night, he missed Leo's party. Then he asked me and our son to move out of our home so Chelsi could stay there after her apartment flooded. "It's just a temporary arrangement," he said, as if asking me to move a plant. "She's a colleague, and she's in a difficult situation. What do you expect me to do?" The next day, he tried to make up for it with a birthday gift for Leo-a toy snake. He didn't remember that our son is deathly allergic to the peanut shells it was filled with. Leo looked at his father, his heart breaking. "You don't know my allergy, Daddy?" That was the moment I knew it was over. I had already filed for divorce, but this was the final confirmation. I took our son and walked away from our house, our life, and the man who never truly saw us. As we drove to the airport, I blocked his number. This wasn't just a separation; it was an erasure.

Gardenias And His Last Goodbye

At my own engagement party, my fiancé, Franco, abandoned me. He left me standing alone in a room full of guests to rush to the side of another woman, Katina, the one he truly loved. He called me a gold-digger, a parasite clinging to his family's name, and accused me of faking an illness just to get his attention. But he never knew the truth. He never knew about the secret I carried-a terminal leukemia diagnosis I received just two days before he humiliated me. He never knew that the night he called a drunken mistake, the night he spat on with disgust, had left me pregnant with his child. And he certainly never knew that while he was tending to Katina's fake anxiety attack, I was in a sterile hospital room, alone, terminating our baby to have a fighting chance at a life he made sure was a living hell. I thought my death would be the end of our story, a final, quiet release from his cruelty. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back at our engagement party, the scent of gardenias filling the air, just moments before he would walk out and shatter my life for the first time.

Wrong Number: My Sweetest Goodbye

My eight-year marriage ended over a photo of my husband, Drake, with his young associate, Kandace. He called her his #WorkWife. That same night, he accidentally scalded my arm with boiling soup. Instead of taking me to the hospital, he left me stranded on the side of the road to comfort Kandace over a headache. His cruelty brought back a buried memory: the night his negligence caused me to miscarry our child, a loss he twisted to blame entirely on me. The final blow came when I saw it-a matching tattoo on Kandace' s wrist, the same one Drake had over his heart. This wasn't just an affair; I was being replaced. He begged, cried, and even carved the tattoo from his own chest in a bloody display of desperation. He swore he loved me and couldn't live without me. So when the hospital called to say he was in a critical car accident, fighting for his life, I listened calmly. "I'm sorry," I said, my voice perfectly clear. "You have the wrong number."

His Wedding Day, Her Perfect Vengeance

I found Isiah Flynn bleeding in an alley and turned him into a Wall Street king. I taught him everything, gave him an empire, and made him my secret husband. He was my masterpiece. Then his new influencer girlfriend played me a recording. I heard the voice I had crafted call me his "warden," his "crutch," the "old woman who thinks she owns me." But that was just the beginning. He took the power I gave him and used it to demolish the pediatric cancer wing we built in memory of our stillborn daughter, Hope. He was building a luxury spa on the rubble as a gift for his new lover. He even stood there and told me to my face, "Maybe if you hadn't been so obsessed with work, Hope would still be here." The man I built from nothing was trying to erase our entire history, including our dead child. He thought he could just tear me down and build his new life on my ashes. So when they sent me an invitation to their wedding, I accepted. It' s important, after all, to give a man a day of perfect happiness before you destroy him completely.

My Husband's Affair, My Anniversary Gift

"You'll be my wife on paper only. You'll have everything-except my heart. You'll never be Marina." For five years, Lily lived as David's secret wife-his poised secretary by day, his invisible stand-in by night. Every cold touch reminded her she was just a replacement. Every whispered "Marina" cut deeper than the last. Then his ex returned. And without hesitation, David cast Lily aside like she meant nothing. So she did what she should have done years ago. She signed the divorce papers. She walked away. But now, David couldn't escape her absence. Her silence burned him in ways Marina never could. And suddenly, the man who swore he'd never love her was determined to get her back. By any means necessary. Even if it meant breaking her all over again. She paid the price for loving him once. Now, he'd pay for losing her forever.

Diamond In Disguise: Now Watch Me Shine

Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, "Do you think you deserve it?" Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, "Marry me?"

Destiny's Choice: Married The Man They Called Unlovable

Sophie stepped in for her sister and married a man known for his disfigured looks and reckless past. On their wedding day, his family turned their backs on him, and the town laughed behind their hands, certain the marriage would collapse. But Sophie's career soared, and their love only deepened. Later, during a high-profile event, the CEO of some conglomerate took off his mask, revealing Sophie's husband to be a global sensation. *** Adrian had no interest in his arranged wife and had disguised himself in hopes she would bail. But when Sophie tried to walk away, Adrian broke down and whispered, "Please, Sophie, don't go. One kiss, and I'll give you the world."

His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius

Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."

Chained To The Cold CEO: Why Won't My Husband Let Me Leave?

Everyone whispered about how Alexander's aunt had forced him into marrying Freya. When the old woman passed and his former love drifted back into town, people watched closely and expected Freya to be brushed aside. Freya shrugged. "Truth be told, I am eager for that day to come." They mocked her for it. Yet everything flipped when Alexander posted something that spread like wildfire. "For everyone asking, I am not ending this marriage. Not now, not ever." Freya stared at the screen, puzzled. What was he trying to pull now?

THE LYCAN KING'S TREASURED LUNA

Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom's most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn't know... and a bond she doesn't understand. Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he's spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her... but he does. Hard and fast. And he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again. What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real. But healing is never linear. With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again. Because falling in love is one thing. Surviving it? That's a war of its own. Narine must decide, can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she's ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace, or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul? For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.