My name is Madison Wells, and I thought my boyfriend loved me.
He was drugging me at parties.
Assaulting me while I was unconscious.
Planning to steal my twenty-million-dollar trust fund through marriage and pregnancy.
My roommate was helping him.
For two years, I lived a lie.
But Connor Mitchell made one fatal mistake—he told me I was carrying his child.
The DNA test said otherwise. The real father? The man who'd been secretly protecting me all along.
When I discovered the truth, I didn...

"They took eight years of my life, destroyed my family, and buried the truth under a mountain of lies. I walked out of Riverside State Penitentiary with nothing but a canvas bag and a marriage contract to a man in a coma—my last desperate chance at revenge.
But some sleeping princes aren't as helpless as they seem. And sometimes, the most beautiful love stories begin with the darkest plans for vengeance.
Justice may sleep, but it never dies. And when it awakens... it changes everything."

Sarah Miller once believed that love meant unconditional support—abandoning her nursing degree, working double shifts in the ER, using her own blood and sweat to fund her husband's coding dreams. She thought when Jake's dating app hit one million downloads, they'd finally taste the fruits of their shared struggle.
But success didn't bring gratitude. It brought shame.
When Jake began demanding a "low-key marriage," when his LinkedIn profile read "Single," when he denied having a family on natio...

My name is Lisa Morgan, and I was a real estate agent in Austin, Texas.
Three days ago, I died at my own desk—working on client files for my husband Mark until my heart simply stopped beating.
When my soul awakened, I thought the most painful thing would be seeing my own cold body sprawled across those Henderson Ranch portfolios.
Until I saw Mark passionately kissing our young assistant, Jessica Blair.
Until I heard him introduce her as his "angel investor," claiming her $150,000 had saved the c...

Photographer Ryan Mitchell captured Samantha's most beautiful moment through the lens of his Leica camera, and from that instant, she fell deeply into the romance of every shutter click. A luxurious villa, an exclusive muse, a perfect lover—she thought she had stumbled into a fairy-tale love story.
Until that blood engagement night, when Isabella Laurent appeared wearing the same ring, and the media exposed Ryan's betrayal. Only then did Samantha realize she was merely a carefully chosen stand-i...

I'm crouched on this fucking balcony clutching a pregnancy test, hands shaking like a leaf—two blazing red lines staring me in the face. I was such a goddamn fool thinking I'd tell Remy about our baby tonight. What a sick joke!
The banquet hall's roaring below and there's that bastard on stage, arm wrapped around Olivia, shouting "This winery has NO future without her!" Each word slams into me like a sledgehammer. TEN FUCKING YEARS! When he was drowning in debt, I sold every piece of Mom's jewel...