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1 My little sister, that backstabbing minx, was going at it hammer and tongs with some lowlife thug in Dad's study. Naked. Sweaty. The whole shebang. I walked in on them mid-coitus. Mom and Dad went ballistic, and before you could say "jailbait," they'd slapped a statutory rape charge on the guy and tossed him in the slammer. My dear sweet sister, she blamed me for breaking up her "soulmate" romance. So, she slipped me a little something-something in my iced latte. Next thing I knew, I wa

On the night of the harvest moon, my wife asked me to meet her at the mountain peak. She told me she had a surprise waiting for me. I waited until the storm broke and the mud started to slide. I tumbled down the steep slope, but she never showed up. By the time a hiker found me and I was rushed down the mountain, I saw a post from her male secretary. "Hurt my hand, but luckily my boss is here to save the day." The photo showed his bandaged finger and my wife tenderly feeding him soup in a hos

When the engineering structure collapsed, I happened to catch my wife and her first love in a heated, illicit embrace in the office. I didn't have time for them. I rushed to the accident site to start the rescue work. But I never expected my wife, arriving late, would push me under a crumbling wall to be crushed alive. Afterward, she wanted to clear her lover's name for buying substandard construction materials. She personally testified that I was the one who signed off on those materials, c

1. Buried under the rubble of the earthquake, I fought through searing pain to send a single text to my fiancé, Cody. 【Cody, Van Nuys Blvd, Summit Gear. My left leg is pinned. Come get me!】 But I never dreamed that when he arrived on the scene, just as his steady figure was about to step onto the debris trapping me, a tearful voice would crackle through his radio. It was his high school girlfriend―Tinsley, the one he never quite got over. "Cody, please! Snowball is going to die! You have to

I found a dried-up used condom under the bed while cleaning. Lyra brushed it off casually, claiming it was left behind from the last time we were intimate. She even turned around and blamed me for being a terrible cleaner. When I asked for a divorce, she looked at me in utter disbelief. "You used it yourself! What kind of crazy fit are you throwing now? Stop being so paranoid all the time!" 1 I am a clean freak. Every single corner of our home is cleaned by me on a strict schedule. The last

Chapter 1 For seven years, my fiancé has called off our wedding ninety-nine times. The first time, I waited in my wedding gown until midnight, only to see pictures flooding my social media feed of him locked in a passionate kiss with his first love at a bar. The second time, he was driving me to the venue when his first love called, claiming she missed him. He dumped me right at the entrance, did a U-turn, and left me to be the laughingstock of the guests. No matter what date we picked for ou

Every wound my maid, Bianca Frost, took for my childhood sweetheart was a lie. The agonizing pain, the kind that eats at your marrow, was inflicted entirely on me. I was plagued by constant agony, wasting away in bed for years. She used this supposed life-saving sacrifice to gain favor with Caleb, eventually standing as my equal in his heart. When I coughed up blood and finally told him the truth, his eyes burned with a scorching fury. "Are you having fun pretending to be sick?" he sneered.

The day my son brought his girlfriend home, I sat straight in the living room and asked only one question. The girl straightened her back and reeled off her family pedigree: grandparents were professors at Blackwood University, her uncle was a deputy chief justice, her mother was a distinguished scholar, and she had been fast-tracked into Blackwood herself. I set my teacup down. “I do not approve of this marriage.” Her expression shifted instantly. “Ma’am, is there something about me you fin

Four years into our marriage, Zach and I finally succeeded with our IVF treatment. Just as I was about to share the joyous news, I found him wearing a tuxedo, standing at the altar with someone else. Worse, the baby growing inside my belly did not share a single drop of my blood. Zach shielded his tearful childhood friend behind him. "Riley is dying. Can't I just help her experience the two most important milestones of a woman's life?" After going home, I tore up our marriage certificate and

1 Ashley and her friends made a bet. They dared to unplug my sick sister, Emily's, ventilator. They laughed, watching her struggle in bed, betting on how long she could last. But Emily couldn't hold on. She fought for five minutes before finally suffocating. When she died, her eyes were wide open, tears streaking her face. I held Emily in my arms, crying as I called Ashley to confront her. She just excitedly asked, "How long did she last? If it's over five minutes, I win! You can't let me l

Chapter 1 I was born with a blessed, ultra-fertile womb, while my elder sister was gifted with irresistible, lethal allure. To appease the dragon clan, we were both sent away as tribute brides. In our past life, my sister married the firstborn dragon prince, Theron, while I was wed to the second prince, Darius. Theron tortured my sister endlessly when she failed to conceive, eventually mutilating her face and throwing her into a pit of vipers. Meanwhile, Darius lusted after my sister. Drive

Everyone on campus saw me as the pure, innocent college beauty. Nobody knew that my male tutor didn’t just teach me what was in the books―he taught me everything outside of them, too. “Is this right, Mr. Cole?” I gasped for breath, burying my head as I followed his guiding movements. Inside my bedroom, my tutor lifted the hem of my dress. He whispered that he was going to teach me things I could never learn in a classroom. 1. My name is Keira, and I’m a college freshman who has practiced

Garrett Thorne, the notorious Manhattan billionaire heir, bragged that he only kept disposable girlfriends on a monthly basis. He never caught feelings. Gold diggers lined up from Wall Street to the Upper East Side just to get a taste. If he was in a good mood, he gave away luxury penthouses. If he got bored, he handed out million-dollar severance checks. Everyone in high society mocked me. They called me the most humiliated trophy wife in the city. Yet everyone assumed I would swallow the hu

1 My husband, the director of the hospital, stole my kidney to save his first love. I was already under anesthesia, prepared for a critical heart procedure. He forced his way into the operating room and ordered them to harvest my organ. I begged him to stop. I told him my heart was failing and I couldn't survive two major surgeries back-to-back. He only sneered at me with pure disgust. "I know you just can't stand seeing Evie get better. You're making up these pathetic excuses. That's exactl

1. To prepare a birthday surprise for Caleb I, I flew back from New York to Boston ahead of schedule. To kill time in the Uber to his Brookline apartment, I mindlessly scrolled through Reddit. A trending post in a relationship advice subreddit caught my eye. The title was: [Today I messed up. I fell for a guy with a girlfriend. But I’m going to confess my feelings on his birthday. AITAH?] The comments were a bloodbath, a sea of "red flag" and "run, girl, run." Trying to win people over, th

1. On the night of our fifth wedding anniversary, Lucas gave me a diamond necklace from Tiffany & Co. Later that same night, I saw a post on Rachel Vance’s social media. The photo showed an identical necklace. The caption read: Every day spent with you is worth celebrating. For Lucas, I had given up the chance to become a top-tier lawyer. I spent five years as a housewife, dedicating my life to our family. And him? He lost himself in temptations outside our home. This time, I didn’t cry. I

The day before my new movie was set to begin filming, my manager pulled me aside for a talk. She claimed I was hogging all the resources and that the other actors were getting restless. According to her, it was hurting the company's growth. She wanted me to mentor a newcomer by giving up the lead role and playing his father instead. I smiled and suggested that maybe the newcomer should just take my spot as the company's top star altogether. My manager actually agreed. The next day, the

The lights flared back on as the graduation gala came to an end. Suddenly, the spotlight swerved across the room and locked onto a couple in the back row. They were kissing like the world was ending. The guy raised a bouquet of red roses, shouting to the entire auditorium, "Yasmine, will you be my girlfriend?" When she nodded and hid her face in her hands, the cheers almost blew the roof off the building. Amidst the deafening applause, my hand trembled as I gripped my phone. The screen was

1 When Ethan handed me the divorce papers for the nineteenth time, I finally agreed. His little darling was throwing a fit about wanting to be official, she couldn't wait any longer. And honestly? Neither could I. I was pregnant, and the kid wasn't his. ... After signing the papers, the first thing I did was snap a photo and text it to Ethan: [Signed. You want your assistant to come get them?] Twenty minutes ticked by. Ethan's text thread was as dead as a doornail. I was about to call a

1 The day before our engagement party, my fiancé promised to take me wedding dress shopping. I waited until the shop lights went dark and the doors were locked, but he never showed up. On my way home, I finally received a text from him. "Bianca said she had nothing to wear for bed. I'm out helping her pick out some new silk pajamas tonight." I called him immediately, but a high-pitched, girly voice answered. "Winslow is in the shower right now. Do you want me to leave him a message?" We had