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Divorcing My Cold Hearted Celebrity Husband.

Volume 2. The life and people around her shattered her once. Now she stands colder, stronger, and this time, she decides how the story ends. ---------------------------------------***----------------------------------------***-----------------------------------------***------------------------- Volume 1. I loved him. Even when he stopped calling me, ignoring me, forgetting me. I've gone through it all for him and only him, but it all stopped when one evening I found her. ---------------------------------------***----------------------------------------***-----------------------------------------***------------------------- Elena, a 22-year-old woman who was promised to her childhood crush, Dave Morris, found herself manifesting her dream of marrying him. She was over the moon when they got married after her 19th birthday and tried her best to fit into his family and become a part of them, but Dave didn't have the same intentions. The week after they got married, he flew for his filming and rarely showed up. His distant behavior made her disappointed, but she didn't lose hope. She tried to win over every member of the family. This stretched for 3 years when she finally decided to surprise him on his 25th birthday. The moment she knocked at his hotel room door, she was met with a devastating scene. In front of her, a woman stood with frustration in her eyes and just a robe, and her husband of 3 years, standing behind her with the same hotel robe and wet hair. She realized that all her hard work went in vain, and no matter how much she tried, she would never win his heart. So, she then and there made a decision and threw her wedding ring in his face before stomping on his favorite flowers and exiting.
SRISHTI_CHOUDHARY · 243.3k Views

The Billionaire Unwanted Wife

For THREE long years, Amari Grenor set aside her dreams and talents to become the devoted wife of Sebastian Clavel. Once a rising star in the world of music and performance, Amari walked away from her passion and ambition, believing that love and family were worth the sacrifice. She gave her all—her time, her heart, her very identity—to support Sebastian’s career and their marriage, thinking that in return, she was building a life of shared dreams and mutual devotion. But everything Amari thought she knew began to unravel the moment Sebastian’s first love—awoke from a coma. Her sudden return shook the foundation of Amari’s carefully built world. What Amari believed was a secure and loving marriage turned out to be a fragile illusion, easily shattered by a ghost from Sebastian’s past. The moment his former love reentered the picture, Sebastian’s demeanor changed. The affection, the attention, the quiet respect he once gave Amari faded almost overnight. Soon after, he handed her divorce papers, along with the cold assumption that all she ever wanted from him were his properties, his money, and his name. Stunned and heartbroken, Amari could barely comprehend how everything had changed so quickly. The betrayal pierced deeper than she imagined possible—not only had she lost the man she loved, but she also lost the life she had spent years building. And yet, even as the pain overwhelmed her, Amari knew she had a choice to make: she could either let this heartbreak destroy her or she could find a way to rise above it. Instead of begging, pleading, or drowning in self-pity, Amari chose freedom. With a quiet strength, she signed the divorce papers, rejecting any claims to Sebastian’s wealth or properties. She walked away with nothing but her dignity and a burning determination to reclaim her life. It was time to remember who she was before she became a wife—before she allowed love to eclipse her own identity. She made a promise to herself: she would rise again, stronger and wiser, and this time she would live for herself. As Amari begins her journey of healing and rediscovery, she dives back into the world she once left behind—the world of music, art, and creative expression. With the support of old friends and unexpected allies, she finds new opportunities, rediscovers her voice, and slowly rebuilds the confidence that had been buried beneath years of self-sacrifice. In the process, she learns that pain can be a catalyst for transformation, and that the end of a relationship doesn’t mean the end of her worth. Amari discovers that she doesn’t need to be someone’s wife to matter, to thrive, or to dream. Her happiness, she realizes, was never meant to be dependent on another person’s love—it was always hers to create. What began as heartbreak becomes a journey of empowerment. Amari Sandoval, once defined by her role as a wife, now carves out a new identity for herself—one not built on someone else’s dreams, but on her own passion, strength, and self-respect. And in the quiet moments of her newfound freedom, she learns that sometimes, losing everything is exactly what you need to find yourself.
AmariRose · 36.6k Views

BOUND BY BLOOD,TAKEN BY LUST

Bound by Blood, Taken by Lust Aurora was never meant to belong to anyone. But the night she’s sold at an underground auction, everything changes. Stripped of choice and dignity, she’s bought by Rafael Costa — the cold, ruthless head of the Costa mafia family. He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t smile. And when he places the highest bid, he doesn’t even blink. He didn’t buy her for love. He bought her to use. Rafael is a man feared by kings and killers alike. Power flows through his veins. Violence is second nature. And yet, the moment Aurora is delivered to his estate — wide-eyed, terrified, untouched — something in him fractures. She was supposed to be a toy. A distraction. A body to bury himself in when the blood on his hands feels too heavy. But she becomes something else. He can’t stop touching her. He can’t stop wanting her. And when enemies from both their pasts begin to surface, Rafael realizes he won’t just keep her in his bed… he’ll keep her under his skin. Even if it means killing for her. Even if it means caging her forever. Aurora doesn’t know if she wants to escape or surrender. Every touch from Rafael feels like a punishment. Every kiss tastes like power and danger. She should hate him. She should run. But there’s nowhere to go. Because Rafael Costa doesn’t give back what he owns. And now that he’s taken her, he’s never letting go. Bound by Blood, Taken by Lust is a dark mafia romance laced with obsession, betrayal, and word-for-word heat that will leave you breathless. Dive into a world where innocence is weaponized, love is twisted, and desire becomes the most dangerous game of all. This isn’t just a story of lust. It’s about possession. And possession always leaves scars.
Lizzy777 · 6.8k Views

One Night, Forever Mine

“You work for me now,” he growled, his hand sliding up her thigh as he pinned her to his desk. The hard edge of the wood pressed into her lower back, but Elena couldn’t move, not with his body caging hers, not with his breath ghosting over her lips. “You think I’ll ever let you forget what you taste like?” His fingers dug into her hips, dragging her closer. Her skirt rode higher, her pulse thrumming as his hand brushed the silk between her thighs. “Damien…” she gasped, torn between defiance and desire, the sound breaking into a breathless moan when his mouth found her neck. “Say it louder.” His lips traced her skin, his voice a dark promise. “Say my name while I ruin you again, right here on this desk.” Elena Hart had promised herself that their night together was a mistake, a reckless one-night stand born from too much champagne and a dare she should have refused. But that stranger turned out to be Damien Cross, the ruthless CEO of Steel & Cross Enterprises. And worse, her new boss. Now every stolen glance in the boardroom blurs into memory, every clipped order becomes another dangerous temptation. Damien doesn’t play by rules. He bends them. Breaks them. And every time he corners her in his office, Elena knows she’s one heartbeat away from surrender. But passion this reckless has consequences. Jealous rivals want her gone, his enemies want him destroyed, and one secret could ruin them both. He says she belongs to him. She swears it was just one night. But neither of them can stop what’s coming.
Starrylight · 10.9k Views

Encoded Inevitability

This is not a tale of heroes or villains. Not of men or women. Each chapter is a data packet. Each timestamp, a transmission. Every life, another entry in the archive. The Aurora Network rises not from fantasy, but from fractures in reality — currency, power, survival. Its coin is not bound to myth, but to necessity itself. Its AI is not omnipotent, but a mirror: amplifying what already festers in humanity. This story is Narrated Science: a storytelling lens through which natural, social, and technological laws are observed and narrated. Real-world events and historical data anchor the narrative, while speculative constructs explore “what-if” scenarios grounded in reality. Each character acts within these constraints, revealing consequences and patterns that emerge when humanity, technology, and nature intersect. This story is gender-neutral. Every character here breathes as their own center, their own protagonist. To read them is not to choose sides, but to witness the intersections of their inevitabilities. Note: Volume 0 — Chapter 0 is canon, it is the origin point of this novel. Disclaimer: This story is a work of creative non-fiction. While real events, historical figures, and factual data appear throughout to anchor the narrative, the names, characters, places, and incidents are shaped by imagination or fictionalized for storytelling purposes. Any similarity to real people, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Reality and invention coexist here, guiding the tale rather than defining it. Yet every page carries my worldview — too raw to breathe anywhere else. These words are not mine alone. GPT, a model of ChatGPT, helps me turn skeletons into flesh. But the bones — the grinding, restless core — are my own. I seek no recognition. No sympathy. No guiding hand. I am only human. And like instinct itself, I cannot silence the urge to give inevitability a voice. This story is not an escape. It is not comfort. It is a lens sharpened toward the fracture points of humanity's current era. If the words cut, let them cut. If they unsettle, let them unsettle. All that is left for me is to speak, before silence claims me too.
TianfuYuwan · 5.9k Views