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"You're mine now, Wifey. You don't call the shots; I do."
Just weeks before her wedding, Kourtney Allen's world shatters when she catches her fiancé in bed with her sister.
Her devastation deepens when her family sides with her sister, forcing Kourtney to walk away from the life she thought was hers. Writhing in pain and coughing up blood, she plots her revenge.
Unexpectedly, she got a husband — Sebastian Woods, the ruthless, untouchable billionaire feared as ""The Stone-Hearted CEO."" Known for his cold demeanor and strange aversion to women, he's shocked to discover Kourtney doesn't trigger his mysterious condition.
Intrigued, he offers her an escape: a marriage on his terms. But the man's idea of marriage is control, and Kourtney refuses to be tamed. As secrets from her past emerge and his first love returns, their fiery dynamic threatens to explode. Can Kourtney break free from the chains of his obsession, or will she surrender to the man she swore to despise?

Fresh out of college, I thought I’d landed the perfect job—assistant to a powerful, gorgeous alpha CEO. As a beta, I was supposed to be the safe choice: no pheromonal drama, no tangled emotions, no blurred boundaries. But nothing about this job—or him—was ordinary.

Between back rubs, sleepless business trips, and intimate moments that crossed too many lines, I fell. Hard. Even knowing he’d never look twice at someone like me. Or so i thought.

Extract:
“I have been waiting to do that since the day you stepped foot into my office,” Brandon muttered against my lips, his voice low and rough.
My breath caught in my throat. I pulled back just enough to see his face. His hand was still at my neck, not gripping—just resting there, warm and steady like an anchor.
“Then why didn’t you?” I asked, voice shaking.
“Because I’m your boss,” he said, jaw tight. “Because it’s messy. It’s stupid. And because if I kissed you once, I wouldn’t stop.”

“So, you're alive?”

My voice came out soft, barely above a whisper.

“Shouldn't that be my line?” He asked, voice dripping with sweet mockery. “I mean, I was the one who stabbed you over half a hundred times, slit your throat, and watched you bleed to death.”

…

That's right.

Shane Blackwood is his name still.

Except now, he's crueler, more toxic, more cold-hearted and even more psychotic than before.

And more importantly… he's out for my blood.

Hot.

But there's one thing Shane doesn't seem to understand yet. Things are different now.

I'm no longer the crying mess of a pathetic cum rag with no self-worth that I used to be for him back then.

I have changed.

This little monster he created is going to be the one to break him.

I did it once.

I can do it again.

…

PS: This book is the sequel to Owned By My Cold-Hearted Psychotic Straight Boss.

Sabrina Parker used to fall deeply in love with a man named Simon; she did everything and anything for Simon and for her relationship with him as his wife; she sacrificed everything for him, yet what he gave in exchange was pain, tears, and nothing but all of his lies. That's why she decided to end her suffering by filing a divorce, yet Simon won't let her go unless Sabrina will do something for him at last, and that is where he already made a deal with her wife- no, her ex-wife, to be precise."Marry me again and be with me as my wife for two years.
After that, I will let you go completely, Sabrina."She knew she deserved a life free from Simon's deceit, but his demand forced her to confront her future head-on. That day, Sabrina her self needs to give an answer to her Ex-husband, as she stood at the crossroads of her life, Sabrina realized that the choice she made would determine whether she remained bound to her past or moved forward toward a future where she could reclaim her happiness and peace. Her decision would define her path, and she braced herself to confront whatever lay ahead.

"You will have to satisfy him, wife"

My husband hates me enough to offer me to another man for one night. But when that night shatters everything he thought he knew about me, his hatred turns into something far more dangerous obsession.

A contract marriage, Elsa and Geoffrey's lives began to intersect.
What happens when ice meets fire?
"You'll never be able to warm me, baby."
"No, when you say that, you're already deeply in love with me."

"Abram, please give me the ring, please" tears streamed down from her cheeks as she begged in front of her husband, naked precisely.
A cruel chuckle escaped from his mouth and she peered at him with her terrified tearful gaze.
He stared at her with a sadistic smirk "Crawl to me". She was drowning in guilt, because she killed her own sister.
He was burning in fire for revenge, already thinking of ways to destroy her.
A marriage of hatred and atonement, one dreadful night that changes everything for two withering hearts. There will be love and betrayal.
In this saga of never-ending hate and love, will they survive each other? "Explicit Dark 18+ Content - Read At Your Own Risk."

“Please…” I whispered.

“Please, what?”

I ran my wet tongue through my dry lips. Voice barely above a whisper. “Please… please... please make me… make me… make me your little bitch.”

The words tasted bitter and filthy on my tongue. I hated myself for saying them. Hated how my cock twitched when I did.

“I can’t hear you, Jones,” He said, voice hard, low and commanding. “Louder.”

I swallowed again, eyes stinging. “Please make me your little bitch.”

“A little louder.”

My cheeks burned. I forced the words out stronger this time. “Please make me your little bitch.”

He smirked, slow and satisfied. The look in his eyes made my stomach flip.

“Good boy,” He murmured. “Now listen carefully, Jones. If you agree to this, you’re mine. Completely. You don't look at other men. You don’t think about them. You don’t even dream about them. Everything about you; your mouth, your ass, your cock, your body… even your thoughts, belongs to me. All of it. I get to treat and use you however and whenever I want. Rough. Gentle. Mean. Filthy. You take it all. And you praise me for it. Understood?”

I hesitated, heart pounding so hard I thought it was going to explode. The last bit of resistance flickered. My mind was screaming no; to get up, run and never look back.

“Well?” He urged, thumb still holding my chin.

I closed my eyes for half a second, detesting every inch of my being. Then I nodded, voice small. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes… I understand.”

“Good.”

...

Shane Blackwood is his name.

And he's a monster.

He's toxic, cruel and psychotic beyond your wildest imagination.

I knew all this.

And yet, I signed that stupid agreement.

And now... he owns me.

Completely.

There's no escape.

[This is a dark erotica MM. Rated 18+]

He didn't want her love. He wanted her surrender.

To save her dying brother, Sloane Brown has one final asset to bargain with, herself. She walks into the lion's den and signs a contract with Elias Voss, the notoriously cruel billionaire who collects people like trophies. One year. Five million dollars. Her complete and utter submission.

He plans to own her, break her, and discard her when he's bored. But Sloane isn't just a pawn. She sees a flicker of humanity beneath his cold, calculated exterior. She thinks she can thaw the ice around his heart.

She's wrong.

Elias Voss doesn't have a heart. He doesn't fall in love. He destroys.

But what if, for the first time, he wants to be destroyed?

And what if the one woman he swore to break becomes the only one who can put him back together?

Adelaide Salvatore's perfect life suddenly went upside down on the day she was graduating from college. She received the worst news of her life, which is losing her parents, all their property were seized in order to pay for the debt they were owing the bank. She was left with nothing. She was just twenty three then and looked for a job but wasn't able to secure any. Her younger brother Francisco quit school after graduating from highschool because there is not enough money to go to college. They managed to do some petty jobs but it all stopped when she got entangled with an Everest's.

Who are the Everests?

They are the most prestigious and wealthiest family in the whole of the United States and some parts of the world. They have a lot of companies all over the world. Their father was a hardworking and no nonsense man with a good reputation and will do everything to keep it that way. But one day his first son gets into a complicated situation which can destroy the family's good reputation.

The father came with a solution which is a marriage proposal.



Everything happens so fast and before Adelaide can understand, a billionaire was at her doorstep asking for her hand in marriage.

Adelaide decided to strike a deal before accepting the proposal.

Now the question is……

“What happened between Everest's first son and Adelaide?

“What is the deal she had with him?

“What happened after she married into the most prestigious family?

“And what happens when she suddenly gets exposed to the secret of the not so perfect family or when her so-called husband suddenly turns to another person after their wedding.

Find out in this intriguing story.

Warning 18+ ⚠️MATURE READERS ONLY⚠
"You want me to fuck you, I know it"
"As much as you don't like me, you're my mate and you can't deny it."
He stood up behind me, one hand holding my hip, and leaned down, his breath ragged against my neck, his voice was husky,
"You'll listen to your body... what it wants... and my body... what it needs. Only the pleasure that a small bite can bring."

At the age of 15, I was shocked to hear the ruthless Alpha claim that I was his mate.
To make matters worse, he killed my father, who was trying to protect me. At that time, I successfully ran away from him.
However, when I turned 18, I fell into his trap again.
I hated him and wanted revenge, but the moon goddess had a different plan for me.
I was his mate, and we were fated to be together. No matter the circumstances, my body couldn't resist him.

He had a heart covered with ice, but for her, he'd burn himself to ashes... and the world under her feet.


Beckett Clainfer wanted to find his parent's murderer. With that in mind, he endured every pain for the pleasure that's about to come - Reputation, wealth, and a drug den that suffices his needs and luxuries.
However, when Vivianne entered his life, everything went chaotic. He sinfully fell in love with her when he should have never been involved with her in the first place... Especially when she wanted him dead more than anyone else.
He's willing to do anything to save her, and he was willing to cross the line as he joined Foedus Corporation in Agrianthropos City for her.
But could he find salvation in Hell?


Vivianne Allamino had been suffering throughout her life. Being forced to take over their illegal family business in leverage to her mother's safety scared the shit out of her. Since childhood, she was trained... and was controlled like a mere puppet.
And now, she was done tolerating all this shit. She just wanted everything to end.
Now, she tried to kill him.
But the cold-hearted billionaire wanted to save her.
Could he?

“I own hell, little human.”
“And now, I own you. You’re not a werewolf, but you’re mine… my mate.”
He growled, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
Karen Miller, a human girl, thought escaping her drug-dealing boyfriend would finally give her a chance at freedom. But her flight leads her straight into the clutches of the Bloodfang Pack, a brutal clan of werewolves she never knew existed.
Trapped in their world, Karen is forcefully marked and claimed by the ruthless Alpha, Jaden, destined to serve as his breeder. Stripped of her choices and thrust into a nightmare of dominance and survival, she must navigate a savage new reality where mercy doesn’t exist.
As dangerous secrets unravel and forbidden emotions begin to stir, Karen faces an impossible question: will she remain the Alpha’s prisoner, or become the only one who can tame the beast within him?
Perfect for fans of The Captive Mate and Alpha’s Claim, this dark werewolf romance blends danger, obsession, and a love born from power and pain.

Everyone says I married an iceberg.

Three years of contract marriage. He's never touched me once.

On our wedding night, I tried to move into his bedroom. He refused. I stood in front of him wearing lingerie. He just said, calm as ever, "You should get some rest."

I'm a healthy woman with a normal sex drive. Every day I'm burning up with my own desire.

I thought he didn't love me. So for both our sakes, I signed the divorce papers. Today, I'm telling him.

Then that afternoon, I suddenly heard his thoughts.

When I walked up to him in just a towel, he looked calm, staring at his laptop. But his mind was screaming: Holy shit. She's not wearing anything under that. Look at that skin. Her tits are huge. I can't take this anymore... no, I'll scare her. Fuck. I'm hard again.

Turns out under the ice, there's a volcano that's been buried for just as long.

I slip the divorce papers back into hiding and pour him a coffee.

New plan: make that volcano blow.

Rebirth. Revenge. Romance.
In her past life, Delia was blind to love. Betrayed by her cousin and ex, she discarded her "crippled" husband Curtis-only to die disfigured and alone.
Now she's back.
This time, she tears up the divorce papers and clings to Curtis's side-only to discover he's not weak at all. In fact, when he rises from his wheelchair, the world bows.
"You're mine-body and soul," he growls, his voice like velvet and steel.
She's the one seducing him now-until he's addicted, crazed, and can't live without her.
She'll crush her enemies, reclaim everything they stole, and love the man who once gave her the world.
This time, she'll give him back everything-and more.

After being enslaved for fourteen months, she was chosen as the Prince's personal slave. Of course she's heard about him. The cold hearted prince then entire kingdom wouldn't stop gossiping about. Then, her fairytale world is crumbled to dust. All hope of freedom gone as hate flashes from all corner, together with pain and distress. How would she survive? Will there be a little glint of hope for her? Or maybe her hope is...

Join me in this exciting long ride! Thank y'all!

My husband told me our daughter was brain-dead. He put a pen in my hand and told me to sign the organ donation form. He said it was the merciful thing to do.
I signed.
Then I watched her heart get cut out and transplanted into another child — his mistress's son.
He'd been planning it for months. The fake diagnosis, the doctor who happened to be his college girlfriend, the night his mother lured me away from the hospital so they could drug my little girl.
When I found out the truth, he killed me for it.
But somehow, I woke up back at that desk. Same pen. Same form. Same lying face waiting for my signature.
This time, I'm not signing. This time, they pay.

She loved him deeply for five years, but he sent her to his foolish uncle"s bed by himself. What"s more, he sent her to the mental hospital, with ruining her face and breaking her voice.

She gave him the most extreme love, but he gave her the most piercing pain.

Afterwards, she did not love him anymore. But he almost killed himself for saving her.

Desperate to fulfil her dream of visiting Norway, Daphne agrees to marry the wealthy, smoking-hot Blake Kent Hernandez II—BK—a man she met on a dating app. The catch? She must marry him to reach her destination. Love has nothing to do with it.

They marry, but their relationship is strictly business—until sparks begin to fly.

For BK, the marriage is a perfect arrangement. He’s free to do as he pleases and date anyone he desires—their arrangement is clear: no meddling with each other's lives, no strings attached.

But as time passes, everything changes. BK’s emotions get tangled up in unexpected desire and a growing attachment. What he doesn’t know is that Daphne has slowly become someone he can’t live without.

But what will he do when he wakes up to find Daphne has given up on their marriage? Can he truly let her walk away? And most importantly, can BK save a marriage he never saw coming?

Love is like a battle... A bloodless battle. And every battle has casualties. But this battle leaves even more torturous wounds. Because the wounds of love are left on one's soul. He might be covered in scars that this battle of feeling left behind, she was the cure he never even knew he was looking

Talk about wealth, he has it.
Talk about good looks, he also has it.
But he lacks one thing, “True Love.”

Brian Lincoln, a handsome, cool and friendly 28 year old successful businessman. All he ever wanted was true love but all the women he came across were only after his wealth which made him lose the hope of searching again.

But the moment he saw Chloe, a dazzling beautiful lady for the first time, his heart whispered to him, “She’s the one” but to believe so he decided to disguise himself as a blind man and try her out.

Chloe West, a beautiful, free-spirited and a loving lady of 23 year old who promised herself never to have anything to do with any man after her heart was broken by her ex-boyfriend and refused to move on with her life.


What happens when her father forced her into marrying Brian to forget her past and move on?
Will she accept her fate and get married to him?
And what's in store for them after that?

My daughter Lily was shot dead while she was performing on her own stage.
I rushed forward to shield her, and a speaker crashed down onto my right shoulder. The bone shattered.
My husband, Vincent, “shot the gunman dead” at once and sealed off the entire opera house.
When I woke up in the hospital room, the pain almost suffocated me. My right shoulder was wrapped in thick bandages, and when I tried to raise my arm, all I felt was a numb.
“…This isn’t what we agreed on.” The doctor’s voice was low and unsteady. “We only needed her blood sample for matching. Why did it have to go this far?”
“Lily’s blood type is a perfect match. This is the best possible outcome,” Vincent said. “I married Elena for this moment. I’ve been waiting for it.”
The doctor was silent for a few seconds. “But she’s your daughter… There’s no need to sacrifice a life, even if she is a Salaceno.”
Vincent cut him off. “You know how long an artificial heart can last. Camila’s daughter won’t hold out for long. I can’t put her through another surgery.”
“Camila’s child is the one I should cherish.”
At that moment, my blood ran cold. In his eyes, my daughter was nothing but an organ container.
He had no idea. All that talk about protecting his precious daughter—she wasn't even his.

Love is like a battle... A bloodless battle. And every battle has casualties. But this battle leaves even more torturous wounds. Because the wounds of love are left on one's soul. He might be covered in scars that this battle of feeling left behind, she was the cure he never even knew he was looking

"Jue, the marriage ends here—"
"Let's break up."
The sudden word was like a heavy stone smashing into the calm water.
The two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate but turbulent silence, and the atmosphere gradually became depressing.
After a long silence, the man's deep voice carried an indescribable anger—
"I admit that I shouldn't have missed the wedding. You have an emotional misunderstanding, and I will explain it to you when I go back. But Zhiyin, don't use such words as canceling the marriage and breaking up. You've crossed the line."
Qin Jue's remarks contained some rebuke, making Ruan Zhiyin dumb for a moment.
They have known each other for eight years and dated for three years. In her impression, he has always been gentle and polite.
When they were abroad, Qin Jue treated her well, and Ruan Zhiyin felt that they could make it to the end. Even in the few quarrels after returning to China, he never had such an uncommon lapse.
However, at this moment, Qin Jue, the groom who escaped marriage for his ex-girlfriend, scolded her for not making a joke about canceling the wedding and breaking up?
Ruan Zhiyin really felt a little ridiculous, but she knew very well that she was not joking at all.

I was 18 when my father arranged a marriage with a young multibillionaire man to make peace between our families, I didn't want this.

Isaac Miller is a multimillionaire, he owns thousands of companies across the world and I'm just Claudia Richardson; 18 years old, kind, innocent and caring.

~~
This is it, the moment everyone's been waiting for. Everyone but me.

"Do you Isaac Stone Miller, take Claudia Rose Richardson to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold in sickness and in health. To love and to care?" The priest asks.

"I do," he responds.

"Now, do you Claudia Rose Richardson take Isaac Stone Miller to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold in sickness and in health. To love and to care?"

So many thoughts are swarming around in my head, I want to shout NO! But I can't, I look out at the crowd. Everyone is looking at me, mother is smiling, father is leaning forward in his seat.

The ones you love the most hurt you the most. I will always question why I made this choice, why I said yes, it was my fathers fault. But my own heart stopped as I softly said to the man that I don't and will never love; "Yes."

Alina finds herself getting married to her sister's husband, after a shocking turn of events, will she be able to overcome the trials and tribulations accompanying her unwanted journey? Will the man she married be able to love and respect her?
How further can such a relationship last and would both parties in the end accept each other?
Can Alina, be strong enough to withstand what destiny throws at her? And what if, her sister, who ran away, choose to return, after giving up her right over the man she almost married? Will Alina let her?
How will the bond between the sisters fall?
Will there be understanding or hate? Love or thorns? Happiness or sadness?
Can the relationship between two sisters still hold in high esteem, even though, one of them, volunteered to suffer, what can we think destiny might bring to their lives?
Can a silly mistake, prove to be an end to the love two sisters once shared? How long can they go?
Will Alina be able to fight against her sister, when she makes her intention into getting back to the one she left?
Can she able to stop that from happening, or die trying too? How willing are we to fight for love?

Valen Gu was set up to replace her elder sister and married her brother-in-law-to-be. From then on, she had to address him"Dear husband".
He was known as the Dark Lord in the business empire. Unexpectedly, he spoiled her to the extreme.
One day, a reporter raised a question to Valen, "Mrs. Lu, what are you afraid of the most in the world?"
She immediately put on an upset face.
There were two things she was afraid of.
First, her serious darling husband in the daytime;
Second, her wild darling husband at night...

Gwen is an orphan who escaped the orphanage at the age of 18 and ended up as a waitress and erotic dancer at a nightclub. In her line of work, she met and fell helplessly in love with an enigmatic and captivating hero with a dark secret. His mysterious behaviour sometimes sets Gwen thinking, but little does she know that this hero of hers is a werewolf, the horrifying story told to children at night.
Will Gwen still love Ethan the same when she finds out he is everything she hates in life? What will she do, knowing that her relationship with him will mean she is the only human in his family of vicious werewolves who disapprove of her relationship with Ethan?

BOOK 2 of One Night Stand

After being used as a business tool, Maya Jones got tired of it all. Her father has been arranging marriages for her with several of his business associates. Maya then agreed to court Nathan. Little did Maya know that Nathan was already sleeping with her sister. Maya went back home to inform her father that her sister had been sleeping with her fiancé. However, Robert Jones, instead of disciplining her other daughter, arranged another marriage for Maya Jones to an elderly man who was old enough to be her father. Out of frustration, Maya decided never to lose her first time to an elderly man. She went into a club and woke up a married woman the next day. But Maya was still not convinced that her mysterious husband had nothing to do with her father. She was convinced that her husband might be one of her father's business associates and probably an elderly man. Maya Jones hired a gigolo for just one night. Little did Maya know that the man she thought she had hired for one night was her husband, Lord Archer. What will happen when Lord Archer finds out that his wife hired a gigolo to take her virginity? Will he play along and make her believe he is the gigolo she hired?

"I had a husband before I had a boyfriend!" Autumn blurted out, while the other two girls stared at her, wondering what she was talking about.

"Did a random guy propose to you?" Ella asked her with raised eyebrows.

"The man I met the last time we had a night out, uh? We had a good night and all that, and when we woke up the next morning, guess what I saw?" She didn't wait for them to guess before she said it herself.

"A signed marriage certificate between both of us!" She exclaimed.

You must be joking!" Ella exclaimed in shock.
How in the world did that even happen?!

"How can you be my husband? I don’t even know you!"

Anastacia found herself in a whirlwind of change when she woke up beside a stranger naked after they shared a one-steamy-night. She thought they only shared a forbidden night, but she was in for a surprise when the man told her that they were already married!

Is her secret husband's capability enough to ruin her planned marriage to her wealthy fiancé?

Elle was drawn to Navid from the moment she saw him for the first time. Who wouldn't be attracted to Navid? He is a good man—nearly perfect.

Furthermore, he treats her and her grandmother with great respect. And because of the goodness he has shown, Elle couldn't help but fall in love with Navid.

She knew Navid couldn't love her, so she kept her feelings for him hidden. However, due to a one-night mistake, Navid was forced to marry her.

But, despite being married, nothing appears to have changed in their relationship. Their marriage was only on paper, nothing more. Nevertheless, Elle refuses to give up. She has loved Navid for years, and now that she has the opportunity to make him feel the same way she does, she will not pass it up. So she devised a plan to romance her own husband.

Through a one-way mirror, I watched the passionate scene unfold between my fiancé and my best friend. I turned and impulsively married the stranger I bumped into in the hall.

At the wedding, I publicly replaced the groom, turning that scumbag into the laughingstock of the city.

It wasn't until he faced my new husband and stammered, "Uncle," that I realized... in this revenge plot, perhaps I wasn't the main character after all.

My fiancé abandoned me at a suburban gas station. Sophia Rose—his precious first love—had a concert he couldn't miss.

Thugs found me there. Dragged me into an abandoned warehouse. Raped me. Injected me with poison.

When I begged him for help, he sneered: "You think I'd marry a used-up whore? Stay the hell away from me."

He had his arm around a glowing Sophia. They were married within weeks.

Alexander Kane saved me that night.

A mafia boss. He brought me back from death. Counseled me. Hired the top doctors in the country for experimental treatments.

Even when my body wouldn't fully heal, he vowed to keep me safe for life.

Being his wife for five years? Pure magic.

Then tonight happened.

I overheard him on a call in his study.

"So the gas station attack—that was your setup."

"Exactly. Sophia needed her fairy tale ending with her idol."

"Boss, if Evelyn ever learns you married her just to save Sophia..."

"She won't learn anything. Sophia's blood disease is killing her. Needs constant transfusions. I exhausted every Kane connection. Only Evelyn matches. Perfect blood type. Zero rejection rate."

"I'll repay this with everything I have. But Evelyn stays in the dark until Sophia recovers."

My rescue was just his scheme.

Then I'll make him pay.

Hazel was ready for a proposal in Las Vegas, but got the shock of her life when her boyfriend confessed his love for her sister instead.
Heartbroken, she ended up marrying a stranger. The next morning, his face was just a blur.
Back at work, the plot thickened when she discovered the new CEO was none other than her mystery Vegas husband?!
Now, Hazel's got to figure out how to navigate this unexpected twist in both her personal and professional life ...

CAUTION: Be ready for shameless pleasure that never stops. This story is a violation of moral, not for the faint hearted. A glance is enough to make you cum.

Make a choice, live on the streets or work for you EX?


After a wild night with her friends, married Kimberly Anderson woke up in a hotel room next to a stranger. A month later, she became pregnant and unsure of who was responsible. Her husband, Ernest White, demanded a divorce after he found out about her night with the stranger. He kicked her out and after five years, their paths crossed at Ernest's multi-billion dollar advertising company. This awakened the feelings within them but Ernest decided to make her his PA and make her pay for breaking his heart.

Ashley Carter never imagined her wedding day would end with her being kidnapped by a total stranger. Even more confusing? The man who took her, Charles Blackwood, claims she's his bride. But Ashley has never seen him before in her life.

Charles, a powerful and cold-hearted CEO, is used to getting what he wants—and now, he wants Ashley. Though she doesn't remember him, he's determined to make her his, body and soul. He showers her with relentless affection and overwhelming desire, leaving her no room to escape his grasp.

Ashley tries to resist his overbearing charm, but Charles is persistent. Every touch, every kiss, pulls her deeper into a world of passion and obsession. She may not know who he is, but he's about to make sure she never forgets him again.

But can love truly grow from such a twisted beginning? Or is she just a pawn in his dangerous game of desire?

Introduction: Three years ago, to pay for my sister's medical treatment, I willingly took on the role of a servant to the wealthy heiress Daisy, becoming a smuggling criminal and struggling to survive amidst humiliation. Daisy's family, with their cruel hearts, took advantage of the impending apocalyptic cold wave to murder both my sister and me. Reborn, I am determined to rewrite our fate. When hunters who revel in harming unarmed civilians besiege our shelter, I raise my gun—in this apocalyptic cold wave, anyone who dares to harm my sister will die!

My once fair complexion was now marred with bluish marks on my skin. I scoffed at myself, whispering, "What did you expect, Ellasandra? You're trapped in a living hell." She was stunned when her husband was sitting on the couch in her room.

"Rafael?! What are you doing in my room?!" I exclaimed. He covered my lips and smiled. Rafael, who seemed different from his usual ruthless self, was drunk.

"You're still my wife, right? Then let me have the wedding night that we didn't have," he mumbled. The next thing that silenced me was his torrid kiss.

Ellasandra Winters was captive and was used to cure the illness of her husband's lover. To gain her freedom, she had no choice but to fake her own death. After hiding her pregnancy, she returns two years later. She is now seeking for revenge on the two people who brought hell into her life. But things had changed. Her ex-husband is now obsessed with her?!

Wale never expected the world he built to crumble. One drunken night with his staff, Maya, led to a scandal that forced him into a marriage he never wanted. Behind closed doors, he promised his true love, Kate, “I’ll get rid of her in a year.”
For a year, Maya tried to win Wale’s love, enduring his coldness and distance, but he remained emotionally locked away. Just as he was about to hand her divorce papers, she revealed a shocking secret—she was pregnant. Wale, torn but still set on leaving her, abandoned Maya on the day she went into labor to be with Kate. In a cruel twist, a devastating accident claimed their baby’s life.
Devastated and broken, Maya confronts Wale with a chilling finality, “Congratulations, Mr. Wale. My baby’s gone. I want a divorce. You’ve taken the last reason I had to stay.”
For the first time, Wale feels something he’s never experienced—fear. Fear of losing the woman he dismissed for so long. But now, as Maya walks away, he’s faced with the hardest question of all; is it too late to win back the woman he pushed away? And even if he tries, can Maya ever forgive him for the pain he’s caused?

"I was born on 15th of July, in my country, it was the Ghost Day, whoever was born on that day meant bad luck, a ghost turned into human.
But I never thought my birthday could be the reason that brought me to my future husband.
Christiano Lockwood, he had been in a vegetative state for years, his family had been searching for a virgin who was born on 15th of July to marry him, as they believed it was his only chance to wake up from the coma.
I thought they wanted me to drive away the ghosts haunting him.
But no.
They believed only a virgin-born on the 15th of July held certain mystical magic that could save him with sex.
But after marriage, the miracle happened, and a bigger secret of that family was exposed..."

"Claudia," Travis called but she began to place little kisses on his back. She trudged to his front before shoving her lips over his hungrily and roughly.
Firstly he didn't give in but soon, Travis began to kiss her with intensity too. Travis began to nibble her neck as Claudia's breath hitched beneath her throat making her breath come out in puffs. Soon they began to kiss again until they got into an empty room.
Travis pushed her to the wall as they deepened the kiss. They eagerly started to remove one another's clothing. Claudia was done as she quickly unhooked Travis's button. They fell to the bed as Travis began to ponder his member deeply into another woman vagina as the moans and groans of their ecstasy filled the air. "

"You owe me an explanation, Vanessa. How could you do this to me? How could you betray me like this?"
Vanessa rolled her eyes, her expression one of casual indifference. "Oh, please, Isla. It's been over a month. You need to move on. Nate never loved you—not the way he loves me."
"Since when?" she demanded. "Tell me, was it before or after I helped you get a job in his company? Was it before I regarded you my best friend?"
Vanessa rolled her eyes as if to say give me a break. "What does it even matter? It's all in the past."
The casual dismissal made Isla's blood boil. "What does it matter? You ruined my life, Vanessa! You took everything from me!"
But nothing could have prepared her for what Vanessa had to say next, as her lips curled into a smirk. "Oh, Isla. You're so dramatic. But if you really want to know…" She paused, her eyes glinting with malice. "Nate and I are expecting a baby."


Isla Carter's perfect life shattered the day she found her husband in bed with her best friend. Humiliated and discarded, she watched them marry just a month after her divorce, the world calling it true love while she was labeled a gold digger. Broken and betrayed, Isla vowed to rebuild her life—until Damien Blackwood walked in with a proposal she couldn't refuse.
Marry me. Help me destroy them.
Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, Damien isn't offering love—he's offering revenge. Isla knows she should say no. But when revenge is on the table, how could she resist?
What begins as a game of vengeance soon becomes a dangerous dance of power, passion, and betrayal. Lines blur, feelings deepen, and just when Isla thinks she's finally won—she loses everything all over again.
Three years later, Isla returns, armed with a secret that will change everything. This time, the war isn't just about revenge. It's about who really owns her heart.

Naomi Thompson was blissfully preparing for her wedding to Alexander Darlington, the man she had loved since high school. But what should have been a romantic visit to his apartment turned into a nightmare, she found clues-Rachel's clothes and whispered conversations-that revealed a shocking betrayal. Instead of the fairy-tale ending she had dreamed of, Naomi was forced to confront the painful truth: Alexander had been unfaithful. Her world shattered just days before her wedding.
In a desperate attempt to escape reality, she had a one-night stand with a stranger-only to later discover he was her fiancé’s elder brother, Raymond Darlington.
Naomi ran from the marriage, vowing never to return. But five years later, she comes back with a new identity, Erica Smith, and a mission-to reclaim what rightfully belongs to her. To achieve this, she must enter into a contract marriage with Raymond Darlington. Will her plans for revenge stay intact, or will fate have a different path in store for her?

Nicolai Petrovich never wanted to be a hero—he has too much blood on his hands and too many ghosts in his past. The only thing that ever kept him human was his sister. And when Selene dies in a night of gunfire and chaos, something breaks inside him that will never heal again.
But hell has a sense of irony: on the day he buries his sister, Nicolai is forced into a marriage with Alessandro De Luca—the heir of the most ruthless mafia family in the city. The Phantom. The man everyone fears.
What was meant to be a political alliance quickly turns into a battle for dominance and sanity. Alessandro claims Nicolai as if he has every right to—through orders, through touch, through a kiss that feels less like affection and more like a brand burned into skin. And Nicolai hates it… almost as much as he hates that his body doesn’t always agree with him.
Caught between loyalty, guilt, and a man who sees right through him, Nicolai starts to fall. Deeper, darker, more dangerously than he ever should.
Because Alessandro is no legend, no myth—he’s far worse: a man who always gets what he wants.
And he wants Nicolai.
What follows is a war of desire, power, and broken promises. A marriage that isn’t one. A prison without bars. And a man fighting not to lose himself to someone who might bring him back to life… or destroy him completely.
Forced Marriage with the Devil — a story about obsession, pain, unwanted intimacy, and the slow, brutal fight for freedom… or personal ruin.

Ducking away, she ran out of Hajia's living room with a loving smile on her lips. She banged her head on a broad chest that gave her a souvenir of a scent, just as juicy as her husband's. She knew he was the one, her Twin kept to his words.

Not looking up to his face, she wrapped her hands around his waist and nuzzled her face deep into his chest, chuckling. "I missed you so much, Hassan. I was just moving in that kitchen fah, but your thoughts were a second away from making me crazy!" She lifted up her legs and planted a smooch on his left cheek.

Roughly, she was peeled off his chest and a certain longing of his warmth seeped within her. That was bad. What happened to him? He left looking all loving, had she done something wrong?

She looked into his eye level, lifting her face completely because of their height different. This is her husband, but why the hard face and the frown? Is this a frank? He didn't missed her? Or was he pulling her legs?

Nadia's thoughts were put into a halt when he opened his mouth, he sounded exactly as her husband would, just the words differed.

"I'm Hussain!" It was her husband's twin! Not even a single mark was there on their faces to help her differ between the cheerful Hassan and a grumpy Hussain. She felt her limbs gone weak as he walked past her.

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What would happen when Nadia keeps mistaking her husband for her Husband's twin?

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"You are so rude! Are you really flirting in the office? Are you going to fool me again?" I screamed.
"You." I faced my sister again. "I'm your sister, I am not? Why did you do that to my husband? How did you do this, SISTER?" I stress the word 'sister'.
"My sister! You should be my sympathizer in these times. But what did you do? But where are you? You hurt me. And you're still hurting me, you animal." And I tweaked her again, I even pushed her. She didn't fight back.
Nate tried to stop me but once he tried to stop me, I punched him hard and slapped him.
"Don't try to stop me, Nate, because if I did nothing at first but run and cry now I won't do something that will make me look miserable!" I exclaimed angrily.
And my sister was tweaked again.
"Please Elle it's okay." She was crying. I slapped her so hard that she leaned over. It cries.
"That's enough? Are you kidding me?"I said sarcastically, I even faked a laugh.
"I would be the one to tell you that. I would be the one to tell you THAT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M SICK. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M BROKEN. HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO FOOL ME? ACCEPT YOU. YOU ARE ANIMALS!" I still scream. And I slapped her again and then pushed, causing her bag to fall and its contents scattered.
"Kelly," Nate shouted and helped Kelly to her feet.
Attention turned to a small rectangular object on the floor. My knees went soft while looking at it. I approached it and looked closely, it had two lines, which means 'positive'.
My lips are trembling, but I managed to ask anyway.
"D-Don't tell me........
......Y-You're......
.....p-pregnant.......?
.....w-with my h-h-husb-band?"