2827 Book(s) Related to my substitute wife

In order to get her family's love, she always pretended to be ugly and dumb. But instead of getting her family's attention, what she got was hatred and disgust.

What's more her family set her marriage, instead of her sister, to a cripple and impotent man.

On the day of her wedding, her own mother came to her and begged her. "Your sister deserves much better. You have to help her!"

Lost in despair, she agreed to meet her family's decision and married to her sister's fiancée.

On her wedding night, her husband looked at her and frowned, "You are too ugly."

So what do you think will happen when she marries to that man? Will she regret or there will be some miracle in her life?

"Once a proud wolf shifter, Emerald finds herself enslaved and stripped of her former life. When purchased by Alpha Joel, his cold words cut deep:

"You're not here to live. You're here to replace Lena."

Forced to fill the void left by Joel's deceased mate, Emerald sleeps in a dead woman's bed and wears her clothes, a living reminder of what was lost.

"I'm not her," Emerald states, daring to assert her identity.

Joel's eyes, haunted by grief, meet hers. "But every time I look at you, I see her."

Trapped between Joel's obsession and her own survival, Emerald navigates a treacherous path. The pack watches her every move, expecting her to fail at becoming someone she never knew.

Can Emerald find the strength to reclaim her identity while surviving in a hostile environment? Or will she help a broken Alpha see beyond his grief to the woman standing before him—not a replacement, but someone worth knowing for herself?"

All werewolf girls dream of becoming the partner of the most powerful and handsome Alpha, but Skylar is not enthusiastic about it. Until Alpha accidentally chooses the clumsy and naive Skylar, her twin sister Alessia goes crazy because of jealousy, and their parents even threaten Skylar not to become Alpha's partner. They force Skylar to put sleeping pills in Alpha's drink to prevent him from marking her as a partner, but something that scares Skylar even more happens. Alpha seems to have discovered her conspiracy, and he is full of desire to mark her...

Penola Vareth was the daughter no one wanted — wolfless, rejected, and cast aside for her perfect sister. In the human world she built an empire. In the wolf kingdom she was nothing.

Forced to become a substitute bride for a presumed-dead Alpha Prince, she expects nothing but humiliation. But when Kylde Aurelian returns alive and furious, everything changes. He wants her gone. She refuses to break.

As betrayal, fake pregnancies, and ancient bloodline secrets unravel, Penola’s sealed Alpha-Queen power awakens. The cold prince who once rejected her now kneels — not out of duty, but because he finally sees the queen she was always meant to be.

She was never the substitute.
She was the one they should have feared all along.

I was once the daughter of the Alpha of Dawn Pack.
After my parents were killed and I was kicked out of the Pack, I was left with nothing.
I was brought back to William’s Pack and became the one he treasured in the palm of his hand.
When the car accident happened, he shielded me with his body, saying he couldn’t live without me.

But after I was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer, all I wanted was to quietly leave and not burden him.
However, after I tried to escape from the wedding, he captured me and imprisoned me.
Refusing to eat and losing weight, it was just the toll of my illness.
But he thought I was intentionally torturing him.

When his "resurrected" ex-wife, Jessica, returned,
At the celebration banquet, I merely gagged once while eating.
He flipped the table, shoved garbage into my mouth, and screamed for me to die.
I hid in the bathroom, wrapped in his clothes, vomiting blood, and no medicine could stop the cold shivers.
For the first time, I called him and begged him to let me go.
But all I received was his scolding and the merciless hang-up.

I was once the daughter of the Alpha of Dawn Pack.
After my parents were killed and I was kicked out of the Pack, I was left with nothing.
I was brought back to William’s Pack and became the one he treasured in the palm of his hand.
When the car accident happened, he shielded me with his body, saying he couldn’t live without me.

But after I was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer, all I wanted was to quietly leave and not burden him.
However, after I tried to escape from the wedding, he captured me and imprisoned me.
Refusing to eat and losing weight, it was just the toll of my illness.
But he thought I was intentionally torturing him.

When his "resurrected" ex-wife, Jessica, returned,
At the celebration banquet, I merely gagged once while eating.
He flipped the table, shoved garbage into my mouth, and screamed for me to die.
I hid in the bathroom, wrapped in his clothes, vomiting blood, and no medicine could stop the cold shivers.
For the first time, I called him and begged him to let me go.
But all I received was his scolding and the merciless hang-up.

Jane Fitzergald, a 22 year old medical student and the illegitimate daughter of the Harrison family, was forced to take her half-sister's place as a substitute bride to the eldest son of the Harrington family, Ethan, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months to live. She dealt with mockery right from her wedding from everyone and was a victim of vicious plots due to her naivety which caused a strain on the relationship with her new husband whom had already decided to be on good terms with. Unbeknownst to her and everyone else who looked down on her husband, he was not what he seemed.

Ethan Harrington knew that she was not his bride but he didn't mind as long as she stuck to his words, his known health status was a front to cover his escapades. He's set to unmask some plots but what happens when he starts to fall for his naive wife who shows him the love and care he never got? Will their budding love be cut off or will they weather the storm together?

Jessie Walker never imagined a weekend in Vegas would change her life forever. Nursing a broken heart after her fiancé’s betrayal, she only wanted to escape, have fun, and forget. But one reckless night, a few too many drinks, and a mix-up at a hotel lead her into the arms of Din Cooper—the ruthless billionaire who claims she’s the woman his grandfather has chosen for him to marry.
Din never planned on getting married, at least not to Jessie, but to keep his empire, he has no choice. When he wakes up to find Jessie in his bed, a plastic ring on her finger, and a marriage contract he intentionally signed, he knows one thing—he needs her to play the perfect wife. Jessie, desperate to make ends meet, agrees to the arrangement. The rules are simple: pretend to be in love, avoid getting too close, and walk away when the time comes.
But rules were meant to be broken.
When love and power collide, who will surrender first?

He bought her… then bound her to him with a ring she never asked for.

Luna walked out of prison with nothing but scars and a heart sharpened by betrayal. She was ready to take revenge on everyone who ruined her life — until one brutal night changed everything.

Kidnapped. Sold.

And claimed by Matthias De Grayson.

The ruthless billionaire whose cold gaze could silence a room and whose power made people kneel without question.

Matthias didn’t save her.

He chose her.

To him, Luna was the perfect weapon — a beautiful scandal he could parade in front of the father he despised and the fiancée he never wanted.

So he married her.

Not gently.
Not kindly.
But possessively.

In glittering ballrooms and behind closed doors, Luna is forced to play the role of his wicked, untamed wife — the woman who clings to his arm, whispers in his ear, and sets high society on fire with every step she takes.

This marriage is a performance built on humiliation, control, and dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore.

Because every heated glance lingers too long.
Every touch feels too intentional.
Every whispered command sounds less like an order… and more like a temptation.

Matthias wanted a weapon.

What he got was an addiction he can’t control.

And Luna, who should hate the man who owns her freedom, finds herself drawn into a dark pull that feels as intoxicating as it is terrifying.

Nathalie Lancaster married mysterious Lucas to inherit her rightful wealth. Whereas Lucas Petrakis, the bad boy yet doting husband has only one aim now. He wants her heart and desires to claim Nathalie's body!

"Where did he touch you? I want a truthful answer, Nathalie. Did he touch you here?" Lucas traced his knuckles gently on her cheek with an assertive aura. How could he bear that his wife went to meet her ex for some reason!?

"Or did he touch you here?" Nathalie gasped when he slipped his hand between her thighs. She bit her lip as tears crawled over her cheek.

"Werewolves, close your eyes—"
In the darkness, I heard my wife kiss her first love.
When dawn broke, God smirked at me: "Last night, you died."
I handed her the divorce papers. She signed without reading.
She didn’t know—once this "contract" took effect, I’d vanish from her world forever.
Only when her precious first love sneered, "You were just a backup plan," did she realize—
Only when she searched for the love letters I’d written—and found none—did she understand—
The wedding she’d resented?
My seven years of silent devotion.
She chased me to the airport in a snowstorm, desperate.
I smiled and lifted a hand—
"Nora, I don’t love you anymore."

I tear your shirt, Davina was simply beautiful.... My cock is throbbing with desire, it goes straight from your neck to those pink and ample breasts, I suck hungrily, craving more, forcefully, between kisses and nibbles, I slide my hands to your entrance, one finger playing with your clitoris and another playing with your backside in a constant rhythm of thrusting in and out.
I hear you moan softly, hearing you like that is pure bliss.... I continue to descend, planting kisses all over your body, rubbing my cock against your entrance, causing you to arch your back.
The only thing keeping me from being there is the thin fabric of your lace panties and my underwear, I feel them soaked through the fabric, which only excites and intensifies the arousal.
I keep descending further... I need to taste you!

In "Welcome to my hell, Mafia Wife," Davina is forced to marry Adam, a feared Mafia Don from England. As they prepare for their union, they discover a world of seduction and betrayal. Shocking secrets are unveiled by a mysterious masked figure, igniting a burning desire for revenge in Davina. The tension between them escalates with each encounter, threatening everything they know. Amidst secrets, betrayals, and passionate encounters, Davina and Adam must unravel the truth behind their arranged marriage and fight for survival in a hellish world.

A man's luxurious watch slipped out of my wife's purse. Without batting an eye, she lied, "It's a gift for your dad." Looking at the youthful, trendy style and thinking of the remote-controlled toy that had mysteriously appeared in the nightstand, I felt nothing but utter disgust.
In the surveillance footage, the domineering homewrecker not only wore my clothes but also arrogantly taunted me.
And my own flesh and blood, the son I cherished more than my own eyes, had covered for them for a few hundred dollars of pocket money!
Since everything was rotten to the core, I wouldn't even want the son anymore.
Without a word, I accepted a tenured professor position overseas, decisively gave up custody, and promptly mailed the divorce papers and the adult toy to her company.
The mistress and the homewrecker's little celebration? Let them torment each other.
This time, I'm taking my life back.

My wife never knew what I really did. She only knew I was gone most of the year and money hit our account every month.

The day she cheated, she rummaged through my drawer, found an eagle-shaped brooch, and gifted it to her lover like a flashy accessory. “It’s worthless,” she said. “Perfect with a suit.” I warned her again and again to bring it back. She called me annoying, powered off her phone, and blocked me everywhere.

She didn’t know I’m a cleaner—the kind who handles quiet jobs—and that brooch isn’t jewelry. It’s an organization badge, a mark that turns you into a target the moment it appears in public.

That night, the killers came. The ballroom was sealed. She trembled under a table while her lover shoved her out to take the bullets.

When a cold gun barrel pressed to her temple and someone asked, “Who does the brooch belong to?”

In the wasteland, I earned enough military merit to be awarded two territories by the Alliance: an industrial city and an iron mine in the frozen tundra. In my previous life, my wife's younger brother threw a fit until he got the industrial city, while my wife forced me to take the frozen tundra iron mine instead. While their whole family lived easy in the industrial city, squeezing the workers dry, I was down in the frozen tunnels, struggling to dig ore day after day. Then the acid rain apocalypse came. The industrial city was corroded and brought crashing down by the acid rain, and my wife's family ended up covered in burns and open wounds. Meanwhile, I was doing just fine inside the frozen mine shafts. Out of kindness, I sent people to bring them to my side. I never expected my wife's entire family to turn on me and kill me together. Before I died, I detonated every last stick of dynamite in the mine and dragged them all to hell with me.
But when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the Alliance office where the territories were being assigned. And this time, the first thing I heard was my wife saying, "Shut up! Give the industrial city to your brother-in-law!"

She gave everything to a man who never wanted her—now, she’s taking back her life.

For three years, she lived in the shadow of a loveless marriage. She was the woman everyone loved to hate, the one who supposedly "stole" him from his first love. She endured his cold indifference, raised their son—who struggles with a speech impediment—in silence, and traded her own brilliant career for the thankless role of a trophy wife.

But when his long-lost love returns, she is unceremoniously pushed aside to make room for the "real" family.

Enough was enough.

After he publicly humiliates her and chooses the mistress’s daughter over his own son during a birthday party, something inside her finally snaps. She doesn't just want out of the marriage; she wants her life back. With a secret talent for design and a newfound resolve, she walks away from the gilded cage of his estate.

But as she rises from the ashes of her failed marriage to reclaim her status as a top-tier designer, he realizes the woman he treated as a disposable pawn was the only one who truly held his world together.

Now, the woman who once begged for his attention is no longer looking back. Will he be able to earn her forgiveness, or is he finally too late?

The space between them disappeared. She arched into him, tilting her head as his lips traced a slow path down her jaw, then lower.

Goodness, she wanted more.


Valentina De Luca was never meant to be a Caruso bride. That was her sister's role—until Alecia ran off with her fiancé, leaving behind a family drowning in debt and a deal that couldn’t be undone. Now, Valentina is the one offered up as collateral, forced into marriage with Naples’ most dangerous man.

Luca Caruso has no use for a woman who wasn’t part of the original bargain. To him, Valentina is nothing more than a replacement, a means to reclaim what was promised to him. But she isn’t as fragile as she seems. And the more their lives tangle, the harder she is to ignore.

Everything begins to go well for her, well, until her sister returns. And with her, the kind of trouble that could ruin them all.

For three years, Sable loved Alpha Darrell with everything she had, spending her salary to support their household while being called an orphan and gold-digger. But just as Darrell was about to mark her as his Luna, his ex-girlfriend returned, texting: "I'm not wearing underwear. My plane lands soon—pick me up and fuck me immediately."

Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.

Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.

In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?

From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!

To save her family’s honor and to keep them from facing prison, Alice is forced by her aunt to replace Selena, who fled on her wedding day to the powerful Evander family.

Alice becomes bound by a contract marriage to Evander, a man who despises her and remains obsessed with the fiancée who vanished. He treats Alice cruelly, seeing her as nothing more than a substitute to fill an unbearable void.

But when Evan begins to uncover Alice’s past, his attitude slowly changes. Sincerity replaces cruelty, and buried memories resurface. Could Evander’s frozen heart finally begin to soften?

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT!
"Isabella Cross, I will marry you to fulfill the alliance agreement, going back on it will deem my position in the clan. And before you get your hopes high, let me make something clear to you. You'll never be my Luna, you'll never be my mate and you'll never share my bed. You mean absolutely nothing to me. His voice was cruel and there was a snarl on his lips."

"Reject me and set me free Arden, You can't keep what you don't want in your possession." His eyes became stony and his soft lips which were the color of blood, curled up amusingly. He moved closer to me, so close that our noise was almost touching. I felt his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing became hitched and my legs became so feeble. The attraction between us was too strong to ignore. Couldn't he feel it too?

"Nope! I won't reject you but you will stay in this pack and suffer for your dad's treachery. I won't kill you but you will beg for death yourself."

Isabella Cross, a silver-eyed girl, was hated by her Dad from birth and was given out as a gift to the most ruthless and cruel Alpha in exchange for an alliance. What happens when she finds out that she feels a mate bond with her husband and brother-in-law? One was her doom while the other was her one true love. Would she be able to fight and conquer her storms to be with him? Read to find out.

"Katty," he moaned against my lips.
My world cracked.
One kiss was all it took to make Narda lose her breath and everything she thought she understood.
After a night of passion with Axle Carrington, Narda never imagined she would be hired to care for his grieving young son. Narda promised herself she would never cross the line. But living under the same roof as Axle Carrington meant sharing space, routines, and unspoken silences charged with longing. When his touch finally came, it wasn't gentle, desperate, hungry. Brutal in its honesty.
And then… he whispered another woman's name.
Katty. His dead wife.
Now, Narda is caught in a twisted web of memory and desire. Axle's grief is a cage, and Narda? She might just be the key he's too ashamed to turn. But how do you love a man who sees you as a ghost of the woman he lost? And how do you walk away from a little boy who calls you "mummy"?
Now in a house haunted by grief and guarded hearts, can two broken souls survive the pull of something that feels dangerously close to love?

I was eighteen, working double shifts at a restaurant, when four men walked in and stared at me like they'd seen a ghost.

They said I looked exactly like someone they'd lost. Vivian Bailey. Missing three years. The love of their lives.

That night, they kidnapped me. I tried to escape, but every attempt failed.

For six months, they dressed me in her clothes, made me sit in her chair at dinner, called me by her name, closed their eyes when they kissed me. I was a breathing doll, a replacement they could touch but never truly see.

But as time passed, something shifted. Martin noticed I took my coffee differently than she did. Lawrence brought me mystery novels instead of her romance books. Dennis stopped flinching at my laugh. Philip actually smiled at my sarcasm.

They started saying my name. Eliana. Not hers.

I found myself falling for the illusion of tenderness. I almost convinced myself this twisted captivity could become something real.

Until they got Vivian's call for help.

Hatred consumed Claire Wentworth's heart. The path of substitute marriage after her rebirth marked the starting point of her revenge. However, the emergence of Alexandre Montfort was like a beam of light in the darkness, gradually warming her cold heart. She was caught in a struggle between love and hatred. Each time she witnessed Alexandre Montfort's tenderness, her resolve for revenge would waver a little. But every time she recalled the pain of her past life, hatred would flare up in her heart again. Their love was tested in the fierce fire of revenge. How would this complex and profound emotion blossom in a world filled with schemes and calculations?

What a ridiculous thing happened to me!

I was sent as a substitute for my sister for just one night but I ended up marrying her supposed husband.

“What are you doing? Are you not aware of the reason for which you're here?” He said and sat on bed. I sat straight and curled my legs.

“I…I…but I'm a virgin and the thought of all this is what scares me.” I said and Greyson gave me an evil smirk.

My voice wasn't supposed to sound this weak and pathetic but I can't hide my emotions.

“You have nothing to fear. I'm the man who would be marrying you. Think of this as our marriage consummation.” He said and my eyes brimmed with tears.

If only he knew that I am not the woman he would be marrying. I am simply her substitute. I thought to myself.

Greyson reached out to my legs, and dragged his fingers on them, and pulled me by the legs to himself. He frowned when he saw that I still wore a mask and suspicion took over him.

“Remove your mask, Bella. There's no need to hide your face from me. He said and I shook my head. Greyson tilted his head, and his eyes became cold.

“Remove the mask, Isabella Walters!” He said authoritatively and I gasped.

This was trouble!

Before I died, I married mob boss Dante in my sister's place.

Five years of marriage, and I was nothing but her replacement. He hated me for stealing her spot. My parents were ashamed I couldn't make him love me. Everyone just waited for her to come back.

Christmas Eve—fire tore through the mountain estate. Dante's first move? Sprint straight to my sister, fresh off the plane. My parents escaped right behind him. Nobody remembered the pregnant wife locked in the dressing room. Smoke and flames took me and my baby while they held each other outside, celebrating they'd made it out alive.

I opened my eyes on the day they cornered me with divorce papers.

My parents threw the documents at me. My sister stood there smirking, ready to slide into my place. This time? I didn't cry. Didn't beg. I picked up the pen and signed.

They wanted me gone? Done.

After two years of marriage, Charles Lancelot suddenly filed for divorce.
He said, "She's back. Let's get a divorce. You can have whatever you want."
After two years of marriage, she can no longer ignore the reality that he no longer loves her, and it’s clear that when the past relationship causes emotional distress, the current one suffers.
Daphne Murphy did not quarrel, she chose to bless this couple and put forward her own terms.
"I want your most expensive limited-edition sports car."
"Yes."
"A villa on the outskirts of the city."
"All right."
"Split the billions of dollars earned after two years of marriage."
"?"

They married on terms and conditions, but she fell for him along the way and hoped he would open up to her one day. Her joy knew no bounds when he finally consummated the marriage close to their anniversary.
Who knew the supposed rosy next morning, he would serve her divorce papers?
And the reason?
His beloved was back!


"Sign these." He demanded. "Divorce papers."
My eyes widened, and my fingers trembled as it gripped the papers tightly. "Why?"
"That night a mistake." He interjected. "I don't love you, Valenticia."
"You said... you said you'd try. You promised." I clapped back, my voice rising.
"I promised nothing. This was a business arrangement, and now it's over." He replied, coldly. "And in order to prove myself to my grandfather, I married you and lost the love of my life. But, my grandfather is dead and I don't have to be with you anymore."
I stumbled back, the edge of the bed catching me. My knees buckled, and I sank onto the mattress. "I know you love me, Dmitri."
"Stop it, Valenticia!" He barked. "Natasha is back, the woman I love is back. So I don't need this anymore."

Christian Knight was about to marry Andrea Donovan and start a fresh life. Andrea was a gorgeous and respectable woman. She liked Christian since her college days but couldn’t muster the courage to express her feelings to him, as she knew that Christian was interested in Diana Roger, the mute girl.

Years later, destiny played cupid for Andrea and Christian, and their families fixed their marriage. Andrea was over the moon, and it was hard for her to believe that Christian was finally going to be her forever.


To escape the haunting nightmares and hallucinations about one particular woman, whom he thinks he has never met before, Christian agreed to marry Andrea as she was beautiful, smart, and a generous woman, completely compatible with his status, but little did he know that meeting with a stranger at the Coffee House will change everything for him.


What will happen when destiny plays its cards?

Would Christian be able to accept that he had been married before?

Will he choose his present over his past or follow his way back to his former wife?

Would Mishka be willing to give another chance to Christian or she has already moved on in her life?

Will their love pass the test of time and commitment to come out victorious or did their love story end long ago?

Follow the other half of Christian and Mishka’s tale to witness if second chances really exist or if healing a broken heart is beyond repair.

This book is a sequel to My Indian Wife and the book 1 is needed to be read before continuing this book

Sold by her own family, Octavia Boleyn becomes the stand-in bride for Leopold Seymour—the blind, reclusive tycoon the business world fears and the tabloids call "the man who sees nothing."

Her family expects her to break. His rivals expect her to run.

They don't know she's been breaking rules her whole life.

Leopold Seymour built a fortress around himself the day the world went dark.

He doesn't trust the woman his family forced on him, but he can't ignore the way she moves through his house like she belongs there—or the way she handles his business enemies with a sharpness that matches his own.

She has secrets. So does he.

The difference is, he's determined to uncover hers… and keep her from uncovering his.

But Leopold never planned on wanting the truth to be a reason to stay.

No one would have imagined that Darius would risk his life for the ordinary girl, and even lose more...
But he gained her. Enough. That is all he wanted.

Mystica comes from the royal family called Leone Clan. It was known as the most outstanding clan among fairies' who ruled the Sylph kingdom for centuries.
Before she lost her memories, she was declared to sit on her mother's throne and take over the leadership of their clan to continue their legacy and carry the responsibilities to take care of all the creatures that belong to Sylph kingdom be it on the inside or from the outside.

Darius, who was born from the most renowned clan of dragons, is known as the highest and superior type among royal bloodlines.
Wherever he goes, a lot of female dragons would always there surround him, luring him to sleep with them. Be it at their Cage Empire or the Midnight Escape Club exclusively for royal-blooded dragons, aroused smells from drakainas always lingered around him but he wasn't interested. Not even an ounce of arousal he felt inside.
When it comes to finding their fated mates, dragons are the most sensitive creature in the Mystical Realm. A single night of desire meant forever to them. It wasn't called a hopeless romantic but called unfairness. Unlike werewolves, they couldn't reject the very first person that they slept with for the very first time because the dragon's mark would naturally appear after having a steamy session be it a drakaina or different types of shifters. In this case, choices are not negotiable rather the traditional union has to be made after that therefore, he always shows his aloofness and indifference towards any female creatures and the woman in front of him was no exception...
Is that true?

My name is Kevin. At thirty years of age, I am blessed with a kind, beautiful, and alluring wife, known for her stunning figure, along with a joyful family. My greatest regret stems from a car accident that resulted in kidney damage, rendering me impotent. Despite being in the presence of my enchanting and insatiable wife, I find myself unable to achieve an erection.
My mother passed away early in my life, and my kind-hearted, strong father has taken on the role of caring for my children at home. Attempting countless remedies to regain normal erectile function has proved futile. One day, while browsing the internet, I stumbled upon adult literature involving a father-in-law and daughter-in-law, which inexplicably captivated and aroused me immediately.
Lying beside my peacefully sleeping wife, I began to superimpose her image onto the daughter-in-law character from the story, which aroused me to an extraordinary degree. I even discovered that imagining my wife with my father while pleasuring myself was more gratifying than being intimate with her. Realizing I accidentally unearthed Pandora's box, I acknowledge that there is no turning back from this newfound and uncontrollable excitement...

Three months. That’s all I have left.
For years, I was nothing more than his invisible wife—cleaning up his messes, enduring his coldness, watching him love someone else.
Now I want freedom, not him.
But suddenly, he’s holding on… remembering my favorite meals, guarding me like I’m his last treasure, whispering for me to stay.
Too late. My heart has been shattered beyond repair.
And with the clock running out, love might not be enough to save me.

They married on terms and conditions, but she fell for him along the way and hoped he would open up to her one day. Her joy knew no bounds when he finally consummated the marriage close to their anniversary.
Who knew the supposed rosy next morning, he would serve her divorce papers?
And the reason?
His beloved was back!

"Baby, I heard making love mid-bungee jump is incredible... wanna try it?"

Evelyn Kendall was a conservative woman. The wildest thing she'd ever done in her life was agree to her husband Sebastian Ashford's idea of outdoor thrills.
But halfway through, Sebastian got a call from his sister-in-law Arianna and abandoned her hanging in mid-air, leaving—his ridiculous excuse being that Arianna had stomach cramps from her period.

Wasn't I good in bed? Didn't I spoil you enough? What the hell did those fuckers give you that I couldn't?" My husband, Dean, yells at me for the very first time, gripping my hand and when I look into his eyes, I see how much he's hurting, how much he believed all the lies, how much he's not willing to listen.

"I'd never do that to you, Dean. I love you, please believe me," tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with him.

"You're meant for the streets Bella, and that's where you'd always be,"

And just like that my once perfect marriage hits the rock edge in a twinkle of an eye.

A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean, he promised to love me and he kept to his words, not until this day.

And even worse, he used my past against me, something he swore never to do..


Ethan Fernandez, is a notorious casanova and unlike his friend, he never commits to any woman until his path crosses with Ivy, the formidable lawyer and the last person that gives a fuck about men and their shenanigans.

Now, the player becomes the played as his life takes an unexpected turn with the walking temptation that lurks in the form of Ivy Reynolds.

“What are you going to do with him? Take him back???" Brion demanded, his gaze incredulous. "Take him back?" I scoffed, a smirk coming over my face as I stared at the picture in my hand. "I have no plans to do that, BRION. I want him to fall for me, then push him down like he did to me. I want to make him feel the pain I passed through in his hands." I got to my feet and threw the picture on the floor. "It's time he dances to the tune of his music," I gritted out as I stomped hard on the picture. *** A loveless marriage wasn't part of Nova's plans for the future, but a one-night stand with a stranger changed her life forever. Bound to a man, who only saw her as a means to an end, Nova tried to salvage the relationship. However, things spiralled out of control with the return of his ex-girlfriend, and first love, and the realization that Nova was pregnant. Her life was threatened, but she survived with the help of her secret admirer, who took care of her for five years until she was ready to stand on her feet. However, a business deal took her back to the country she left years ago. With her return, Nova was ready to prove to the world that she didn't need her ex-husband by her side, but Dashiell was desperate. Knowing how much he loved her, he was reluctant to let go. But Nova wasn't ready to take him back, not until she had made him experience the heartache of those years ago.

What are you waiting for Louisa? What part of this do you not understand? What makes you think in that fucked up brain of yours that I'll ever accept you back? You are a slut!
You betrayed me and now, you can get the fuck out of my life. Jenna and I"— he entwined their fingers together—" are a thing now."
"She's lying to you! She's manipulating you with her looks Alex! She's framing us, trying to ruin our lives!" I sobbed. "Sign the divorce papers now!" he thrusted the divorce papers at me but I bluntly backed away in pain.
**
" Louisa's perfect world crumbled when her husband, Alex, presented her with divorce papers.
The blow was crippling, coming at the very moment she had discovered she was pregnant – a miracle after three years of struggling with infertility.
The most crushing blow came when she realized that her husband has been sleeping with her best friend to hurt her.
Louisa was forcibly evicted from her home in the rain, jeered and mocked.
She's an orphan and has no one to turn to. Surprisingly after an accident, she met a stranger who revealed a shocking truth: she was the heiress to a vast fortune, left behind by her deceased parents.
Louisa moves on with her life and three years. She rose to prominence in the business world, forging a lucrative empire and raising her twins. She's cold as ice.
Then Alexander reappeared, remorseful and contrite. He badly wants to make things right and do whatever it takes to win her back..
Will she want him back into the lives of her kids?? Or will she give her heart to someone new.. Alexander's rival and former best friend.

Alexander Gray never suspects his investment consultant Vera is the hidden trillion-dollar heiress of Sterling Holdings. Fed up with restrictive elite life, she hides her identity to work an ordinary job. A sudden encounter with her boss sparks a thrilling secret romance—professional by day, irresistibly intimate by night.
When Alexander’s mother offers $50 million to drive her away, Vera shuts down her arrogance with a $100 million counteroffer. Her extraordinary talents soon surface, bringing huge profits and stunning the entire board. Once her true identity is revealed, the cold-hearted CEO falls madly in love, cherishing her genuine self over her wealth. A sizzling billionaire romance packed with shocking reversals and sweet true love!

In the previous life, the apocalypse arrived.
I risked my life to protect my wife as she fled, even giving her the access chip to the underground safe zone as a favor.
But when she was ambushed, she didn't hesitate to pull her superior officer to shield her from a grenade! Afterwards, in an attempt to cover up her crime, she turned around and tearfully accused me of using someone as a human shield.
I was dried into a dried corpse amidst the scorn of thousands, while she stepped on my blood and bones to become the adopted daughter of the highest-ranking military officer.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the eve of my journey into the city.
As I watched her generously give away her chip to the refugees again, and try to use moral blackmail to force me to hand over my last means of survival, I smiled slightly...
This time, without my backing, let's see how you maintain your mask of kindness.

48-hour countdown to an arctic apocalypse. I asked my wife for $50,000 to buy a system shelter to save our lives, but she told her family I wanted the money to support a mistress. I scraped together $50,000 from various sources and was about to activate the shelter when my wife called, triumphantly telling me she'd already transferred all my assets and was hiding in a luxury villa with her lover.

She didn't know that when the extreme cold arrived, the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows would shatter instantly, and the fireplace wood would last no more than three days.

The only place that could truly sustain life was my shelter.

Now, she's kneeling outside the shelter door...

On her way to her father's funeral, Elaine Foster was nearly killed by a hitman hired by her stepmother. But when she woke up, she had somehow become Audrey Parker, the wife of a powerful business tycoon. "Hahaha! Now I can cling to my CEO husband and crush those scumbags!" she thought gleefully.
Before she could even celebrate, her so-called husband coldly tossed a divorce agreement in front of her. "Audrey Parker, sign this. It's your last chance."
Divorce? Not a chance! She’d rather lose her life than her marriage.
"My love for you is as boundless as the rushing river, as unstoppable as the Yellow River in flood! How could you bear to leave me?"
The CEO’s lips twitched, and after a long pause, he managed only one word: "Leave."
Elaine took a step closer, batting her eyelashes as she playfully poked his chest. "Leave... and roll right into your arms?"
"Shameless."
She clasped her hands together in mock courtesy. "You flatter me."
From that day on, she embarked on a fearless journey—backed by the mighty CEO, no ghost or demon could touch her.

Betrayed by her fiancé and her own half-sister, Caroline Ford is on her knees. Her only family, her younger sister Sara, is wasting away in a hospital bed, needing heart surgery that no one dares to perform. In an act of desperation, she seeks out her last hope: Nicholas Wolf, a legendary surgeon who abandoned his scalpel years ago and became a ruthless and unapproachable billionaire.
But the price to bring the king out of exile is higher than she could have imagined. Nicholas doesn't want money. He wants her. The condition for saving Sara's life is a pact sealed at the registry office: Caroline must become his wife.
Forced into a marriage with a man who is a complete stranger, Caroline is swept into a world of unimaginable power and luxury. However, her new husband is an enigma. Cold, possessive, and with a dangerous temper, he hides dark secrets, including a strange condition that makes him averse to the touch of any woman—except her.
As she struggles to navigate this dangerous game of submission and desire, her past returns to haunt her. Is this marriage her salvation or a gilded prison? And what will happen when the man who bought her life discovers that she may be the only cure for the darkness that consumes him?

To New York's most powerful family, Russell is just a useless son-in-law. A drifter. A nobody.

But before he walked into their mansion, he was the assassin who single-handedly destroyed the Caesar Cabal, a shadow empire that ruled Europe for two millennia. They took his family. He took their lives.

Now the last target is dead. But the Cabal's roots reach deeper—into America's elite.

So he enters their world with a new cover: a penniless drifter married to a runaway heiress, walking straight into the lion's den.

They think they're using him.

They're wrong. For him, the assassination starts now.

I'm the forgotten eldest son of the Cross family.
My parents see me as a walking blood bag for my brother Colin, while my wife views me as a sinner destined to spend my life atoning for my mistakes.
When Audrey pressured me to donate a kidney, I agreed.
Not only did I agree, but I also liquidated all my assets and transferred them to my lab.
They thought I was foolish, that I was still begging for their love.
In reality, I was just tying up loose ends.
The night before the surgery, I coughed up a pool of blood.
Audrey laughed coldly over the phone: "Stop the act, Evan. You just want to dodge responsibility. You'll go to any lengths for attention."
The surgery was a "success."
Colin got the kidney he'd always dreamed of.
And I died in the recovery room.
My soul floated in the air as I watched Audrey push open the hospital door, wearing a smile that dripped with pity, ready to put on a show of "redemption."
"Evan, I know you've been wronged. Let's start over..."
The only response to her was the white sheet covering my lifeless body.

Rita gave up her life of luxury for love, hiding her billionaire roots to marry James, a humble farmer. But her fairy-tale romance soon turned into a nightmare of betrayal, abuse, and heartbreak. Forced to sign divorce papers, she vanished, taking with her a secret that could have changed everything. James thought he had moved on with the governor’s daughter, but his dream life crumbled when the truth about Linnet's past emerged. Stricken by regret, he discovers the shocking reality: Rita wasn’t the burden he believed her to be, she was the blessing he let slip away. Now, armed with newfound determination and desperation, James is chasing the woman he wronged, only to find Rita reborn as a powerful and untouchable force. As she thrives with the son he never knew, James must confront his failures and fight for the chance to rewrite their story. Can a shattered love be pieced back together, or is James too late to reclaim the life he destroyed?

She gasped as his lips found the sensitive skin behind her ear...every nerve ending igniting under his touch. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, pulling her closer as his voice dropped to a low growl, “You’re mine tonight.”

Allie never expected her mundane life as an office secretary to collide with the dark, secret world of Seattle’s most powerful man. But when a masked intruder storms the building one late night, dragging her world into chaos, she finds herself tangled in danger, desire, and secrets she never saw coming.

He’s Ethan Santos: a tech billionaire with a dangerous reputation, wealthy beyond imagination, and harboring a supernatural secret that keeps him alive. She’s just a normal girl… until the night her fate entwines with his.

In “Wife Erotica,” expect steamy encounters, high-stakes secrets, and a slow-burning love that might cost them everything. Will she survive the darkness he protects? Or be consumed by the passion she can’t resist?

Allison Brown is an 18-year-old girl who is forced to marry a stranger, Harry McBride. The reason is that her father's millionaire company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and the only ones who can save them are the McBrides.

The marriage will be nothing more than a contract between two companies, between two families, and uniting two opposite lives.

Do you think that after a marriage of lies, these two souls can fall in love?

Five years of marriage, and she was nothing but another woman's understudy.
Anniversaries. School events. Galas. In every public moment, it was always the other woman standing beside her husband and children—the perfect wife for all to see.
She only belonged to this family in the shadows, where no one was watching.
This marriage was beyond saving.
When fate extended its hand once more, she seized it and dragged herself out of the mud.
Only then did the man she left behind finally see what he had lost.
But an eagle soaring across the open sky—would she ever bow her head again?