“Hallie.” He breaks the silence first. My heart sinks instantly. Is he going to talk about Sydney? Is he divorcing me for her? But I’m not ready yet. So I change the subject awkwardly, “What’s your schedule next week? Are we still going to that convention in Portland?” He doesn’t answer. This silence is killing me. My heart aches. A huge downfall is waiting ahead but I’m trying to drag it as long as possible. “Do you think I should wear that necklace to the convention?” I ask in a light tone, “Or is it a bit too high-profile to—” “Hallie,” he cuts me off, determinedly. I stop, nibbling my bottom lip. “Let’s get a divorce,” he says deeply.

Harriett Spencer’s world shatters into a million pieces after she shares a passionate night with her mysterious lover, Damon Wolfe, the renowned Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack and the wealthiest man in the country. Her stepmother and stepsister scheme to sell her to the cruel Lycan. Her despair deepens when she discovers she is pregnant with the triplets and her third son has built a severe heart condition. However, Damon abandons her at her worst. Pregnant before marriage and shunned by her family, Harriet has no other choice. She flees her home with two sons, leaving her youngest son at Damon's doorstep. Forced into an exile, Harriett returns to the city after five years―now she is stronger, fiercer, vowing to destroy all who wronged her while reclaiming her third son from Damon. This time, she is not alone. She has a genius painter son and a genius hacker son!

As a despised wolfless omega who was once rejected, Adelie thought she had found solace in a respectful marriage with Tristan. But her world crumbled at her ex, Edmond's wedding day - when her husband eloped with Edmond's fiancée. Accused by Edmond of plotting the chaos, Adelie faced his fury and... Possessiveness. Edmond, who cruely rejected Adelie a year ago, now threatened to mark and mate her. Adelie never could imagine that it wasn't Edmond who ended up marking her, but Regis, Edmond's brother! Edmond: "Adelie, You're mine! Don't you dare let Regis mark you!" Regis: "Adelie, I want more than just a temporary mark. Is that okay?" Tristan: "My dear, I'm so sorry, I truly love you, please let me explain..."

Daisy is sold by her parents, and living in a world where the government has fallen, she can't escape it. She's forced to live with different owners, and they use her in any way they can to make money. Her last owner, Dean, sells her body to men, but his gambling debts keep rising and he moves himself and all his slaves from city to city and ends up in the Devils. Only the Devils aren't like others; they don't allow women to be sold out to men, and unlucky for Dean, Daisy is a woman that all three of the brothers want. They decide to save her and force Dean to sell her to them, and they agree not one of them will touch her; she is there to get her freedom back; only not touching Daisy becomes hard when they each feel pulled to her. Only the Devils don't see the war building behind them, and Daisy's family come back and plans to use her as a way to take down the Devils.

"The wedding is canceled. Furthermore, all collaboration between the Barkers and Larssons will cease from today onward!" After saying that, he coldly peeped at Samantha as if he was mocking her, or maybe he was even laughing at himself. He did not say anything more and strode off. Samantha stood there dumbfounded. The mocking chattering from all directions instantly drowned her. She felt a stiff cold as if thousands of swords were piercing her heart. ************* Samantha Larsson became a laughing stock when Timothy Barker publicly denounced their marriage. Two years later, she was tricked into going home and married a mysterious man, who was known to be disfigured and physically disabled! Nonetheless, she would fight until the end and destroy the scums, slowly getting her justice!

In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all. But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere. " You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted. Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked. I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?