7829 Book(s) Related to the first husband

My three-year-old daughter hides behind the sofa whenever I try to hold her now.

“Mommy is scary,” she whispers, clutching her stuffed bear like a shield.

I thought it was just a toddler’s overactive imagination.

Until I checked the camera feed in my own bedroom.

I watched a woman who looked exactly like me step out of the shadows of our antique mirror, slip into my husband’s bed, and kiss him.

As the only daughter of a mafia family, I learned early that trust doesn't come cheap. When my father got sick, he gave me an ultimatum: if I want to take over the family, I have to get married first.

Everyone assumed I'd pick my childhood friend, Vincent Moretti—son of my father's right-hand man. Hell, even I thought so. Until my last life, when he left me to burn.

Father died in an ambush. I was trapped in a metal cage at an abandoned dock warehouse while flames swallowed everything. I begged Vincent for help. He stood thirty feet away, the cage key right by his feet.

"Cat, as long as your father's alive, he'll never give me the family. This isn't personal. It's business."

Sophia was wrapped around him—my so-called best friend. She smiled at me and said she'd take good care of everything.

Before I lost consciousness, I saw a figure in black charging into the flames—Elijah, the bodyguard I'd called "trash" and "a dog."

Then I opened my eyes and woke up a month before my birthday party. This time, I'm giving that position to someone who actually deserves it.

But why is Vincent on his knees at my engagement party, crying and begging me to marry him?

The Koch family is the oldest family in the Blue Star Kingdom. As the new generation heir, Chad Koch has encountered many women—some attracted to his wealth, others to his looks, but none genuinely cared for him as a person. Consequently, Chad Koch has perpetually upheld a demeanor of aloofness towards the fairer sex.
Amidst a twist of fate, Daphne emerges as the savior of Chad Koch's venerable grandfather.
Thus unfolds the tale of emotional intricacies between a haughty scion of royalty and a humble maiden of the farmlands.

I gave him everything.
My heart, my trust, my future. Four years of love, devotion, and blind loyalty. And what did I get in return? Betrayal. Humiliation. Loss.
Simon Smith chose my sister over me… and in that one selfish moment, he shattered my world. He left me broken, alone, and with a secret wound no one could see. My son… gone. My life… thrown into chaos.
But I refuse to let him have the final say. I refuse to be the woman who waits, who cries, who begs for scraps of a love that was never mine to begin with.
Now, it's my turn to reclaim everything. My strength. My freedom. My heart. And one man steady, loyal, and unwavering is about to remind me that love isn't just about giving it's about being valued, truly cherished, and never underestimated.
Some men think they can break a woman and keep her in pieces. Some men think they can betray her and expect her to return. Simon is about to find out the truth: some hearts heal… and some never belong to him again.


"I missed you, Anika."
"I have never seen you before in my life, sir."
"You think you can just leave me and replace me? You are mine!"
"Did your mother not teach you that grabbing random strangers is wrong?"
"Anika…"
"Stay away from me."

The day before my wedding, I unexpectedly walked in on my fiancé being intimate with his girlfriend in our wedding room. Faced with the scorn and ridicule of that scumbag, the only person who came to catch the cheater with me was a man I had only met once. He dragged me to the City Hall, but no one told me I had to fulfill marital duties!
I stepped back in horror, and the man smiled slightly, "What, you never thought about doing intimate things with me?"
"Michael, aren't we in a fake marriage?"
"Who said it's a fake marriage?" He raised an eyebrow, a hint of displeasure in his tone.
I recalled my fiancé's betrayal and felt torn inside. But Michael's hot and deep kiss was irresistible.
"Be good, it'll be over soon," he murmured, his voice low and magnetic...

“Maverick, you never loved me all these years, did you?”

“Be good. You're just a substitute.”

___ 

Never did Valencia expect that what her crush thought of her was a substitute for another woman. 

And never did she expect that the asshole would break the news to her after she gave herself to him a night before their wedding. 

Unable to take in the heartbreak, Valencia fled on her wedding day. 

Fast-forward to five years later; Valencia is now the anonymous owner of a company and the diligent mother of smart-ass quadruplets who think mom is the best and shouldn't be stressed.

And the most important thing: Mom needs a capable boyfriend. 

Someone dared to attack their mommy? Mom will face-slap, and if Mom can't, Quadruplet will!  

A certain shameless man: ‘Darling, relax; I'll properly beat them up for you. After the beating, what do you think we should have next—a triplet or a sextuplet?’

Valencia: “….”

Smartass quadruplets: Didn't you consider Mom to be a substitute? Scram. We don't recognize you!

On the anniversary of her mother's death, Scarlett White was taken out of the treatment center. She begged Brandon Robinson to let her see her mother for just a moment.
He coldly smiled and said, "We're not going to the cemetery. You need to go to the hospital to donate a kidney to Elizabeth."
What she thought was love shattered in an instant. Scarlett looked up, tears streaming down her face, and said, "I'll donate the kidney, but I must get a divorce!"
He laughed in anger, "What you owe her can never be repaid in this lifetime!"

Divorcing my striper husband is a love story that unfolds the two birds who have been enjoying their lives until Ava gets hired at her former college colleague who owns the company and this made Herman jealous and they kept on having fights from time to time.
Ava one day saw Herman entering a restaurant while holding a waist of one girl and she started suspecting that her husband was cheating on her…her boss Liam knew some secret about Herman but he didn't disclose it to her but rather advised her to pay attention to her husband’s words and actions if she wanted to find out the truth.
Ava turned into a stalker and one day followed him up to a nightclub but she couldn't believe her eyes because her husband was striping with many girls around him…Ava filed for a divorce because she couldn't stay in marriage with such a man and surprisingly everyone around her knew about it except her…Will Ava's boss Liam take his shot with Ava after divorcing Herman?? Will Herman change his character and get a decent job in order to win Ava back?? Well all that will be unleashed in this beautiful journey of Divorcing my striper husband.

"Do you want us to get married?" I asked.
"What?!"
"Yeah," I said, my expression serious.
"You're joking right?" She asked me.
"Nope, I'm damn serious," I said. "Let's get married."
"What's your reason? After all, you look like the type of guy that isn't interested in getting married." She asked.


David, the notorious playboy, never believed in marriage until he met Anna Danvas, a tough actress who had sworn off love after being betrayed.
When David proposes a marriage of convenience to inherit his grandfather's fortune, Anna agrees, thinking it's a purely business arrangement. But as they spend time together, unexpected feelings grow.
Now, they must decide whether to let go of their pasts and embrace love, or let fear dictate their future. Will they take a leap of faith and find happiness together, or lose the chance at love fate has given them?

I heard it all on a recorded phone call — my boyfriend telling his friend I was just "fun, not serious," while his first love was the one he truly wanted.
That night, I sat alone in a bar, drowning in cheap cocktails and three years of wasted devotion. A stranger sat next to me — quiet, well-dressed, nothing like the other men who tried to buy me drinks.
I was drunk. Broken. Done caring.
"Hey," I leaned in and asked, "you single?"
He nodded.
"Wanna get married?"
For a second, he just looked at me. Then came the softest "Okay" I've ever heard.
The next morning, I woke up with a hangover, a wedding ring, and no memory of my husband's face.
But here's the thing about hitting rock bottom — the only way left is up. And apparently, my brand-new husband plans to take me all the way to the top.
Even if I have no idea who he is.

Ethan Moore, a ruthless billionaire lures an ordinary barmaid into marrying him, in order to secure the family property.

While using her, will he eventually fall in love with her or is she just an item to him?

Ashley Brooklyn, one of the hottest strippers in Los Angeles, had a one-night stand with a guy in a mask. A month later what she never expected was pregnancy.

A contract, followed by rules of a billionaire, a heart aching and painful love.

Filled with POSSESSION,DESIRE and BURNING SENSATION.

Amora Everhart is a cheerful young woman who secretly carries the weight of countless family problems.
Her life becomes even more complicated when she accidentally uncovers clues about the existence of werewolves—the very creatures her late twin sibling used to tell her stories about.
To Amora, they are nothing more than myths, impossible to exist.
But everything changes the moment she accidentally catches a glimpse of her boss with wolf-like ears.
Driven by overwhelming curiosity, Amora recklessly gets closer to him, determined to uncover the truth.
And then...

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?

Marrying the man whom My sister was supposed to marry was not My plan but fortunately I ended up marrying the billionaire whom My sister left to pursue her modelling career.. And the most unexpected thing happened when he told me he loves me on our wedding night.. I don't know why he fell for a plain girl like me but all I know is that he loves me and I am lucky to have him. But is that all? What if she returns? Can a man be trusted? Why everything he says, feels like a lie?

"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?

Gavin Hugh is the son of George Hugh and Samantha Hugh. He practically runs his father's company and aims at becoming the CEO of the company soon. In order to achieve his goal he had to marry Arianna Owen, a model and influencer and daughter to his dad's best friend, whom his dad had arranged his marriage with. Gavin dislikes her as he thinks she married him for his wealth and shares no intimacy with her. When Arianna after 5 years couldn't handle the loneliness she feels,decided to pilot her marriage in her own which includes seducing her husband to touch her.

“Jude,” I said, putting my shorts on. “Did we by any chance get married last night?”
Maybe I was just losing my mind, and it connected the dots in the stupidest way.
“We did."


After four years of giving her heart to the same man, Millie thought she knew exactly where her life was headed until she caught her boyfriend cheating on her—with the daughter of the very man who owned the hockey team he played for.
Overnight, she lost her relationship, her home, and her sense of security. Worse, her ex’s new lover threatened her career if she exposed the truth.
Then Jude Callahan walked into her life.
The hockey superstar was the last person Millie expected to see after all of those years.
But one reckless night in Las Vegas changed everything. She woke up beside Jude with a wedding ring on her finger and no memory of saying I do.
When photos of their secret wedding hit the internet, divorce became impossible. So, they made a deal: stay married, keep their distance, and never fall in love.
But living under the same roof made those rules harder to follow.
Jude was everything Millie had hoped for in a man, and Jude seemed determined to prove that he didn’t see her as the broken woman everyone else abandoned.
But their marriage had attracted more attention than either of them expected. Many people were willing to do whatever it took to tear them apart. The marriage that started as an accident was slowly becoming the most real thing in Millie’s life. Would she be able to handle everything that would happen in their life?

“I only married you because Tara was gone but now that she's back, I want to divorce you!” Lucas told Elena. She couldn't believe her ears, this was the same man she loved that she risked her career for him.

Elena Rhodes married Lucas because he was her first love but their marriage was nothing to write home about and that worsen when Lucas first love came back.

Elena was carrying Lucas child but lost it, she decided to divorce him but promised to make him regret!

Six years later, she returned but not as the timid Elena that everyone treated like trash but as a strong multi-billionaire, ready to serve everyone who treated her like trash no mercy!

“I still love you, Elena, please take me back!” Lucas was begging

“I don't know you, Mr Rhodes! Get lost!” Elena snapped.

"How much longer are you going to drag this out?! "My husband, Julian, kicked the bathroom door open, violently snapping my lipstick in half. "I don't have time to waste on a psycho. Find your own way to the gala!"
He snatched the unlabeled bottle from the vanity, dry-swallowed two capsules, and slammed it back down before driving off.
When I arrived at the gala alone, his mother asked where he was.
"He'll be here later," I said with a perfect smile.
But I knew he would never make it.

When I was in excruciating pain from cancer, my husband gave the last box of painkillers to his pregnant mistress.

Ava, who should have been a princess of a wealthy family, was reduced to an ordinary girl who couldn't even afford her adoptive mother's medical expenses due to a wrong swap at birth twenty years ago. A contract has bound her by accident to Ryan, the second young master of the Golden Group. She should have been the noble bride who stands by his side openly and justly. But now, she has become an underground midnight sweetheart who can't be seen in public. The mystery of her life experience is full of doubts. The impostor is still at large and has repeatedly framed her. Can Ava tear apart the impostor, find her identity, and make a domineering return with a proud posture to become the ultimate beloved of the second young master of the Golden Group?

Trixie had never doubted Daryl's love to her until she found a hickey on his shirt.

Mira had received an unexpected message from her husband to meet him at a hotel so they could rekindle their love, which she was happy about, but somehow she ended up in another stranger's bed, leading her to cheat on her husband.

Mira goes back home to meet a divorce, and not only that, but she also discovers her husband has been cheating on her with her step-sister, and they both tricked her into signing her inheritance over to them.

She was humiliated and thrown out of the house only for her to be saved, but her savior turned out to be the man she had a nightstand with, and he was proposing to her a contract marriage and a chance to get revenge on all those who hurt her.

Should she accept it? Could she trust him?

5 years later, she returned to New York City with her little Triplets kids for some business deals and to finish all that her ex-husband started.

EXCEPT.

"What the fuck were you doing with my brother you slut!" Ken yells, fury obvious through his orbs as he clenches his hand into a fist, veins almost bulging out of his forehead.

"Isn't it obvious?" I throw back his question, my lips curling into a smile.

"Dear Ex-husband, Why Don't You Call Me Sister-in-law?"

"Why did you come back?" I ask, voice soft.
"I forgot something," he says.
His fingers find my chin, tilting my face up.
Oh no. He's going to look at me and realize I'm nothing like what he remembers. I try to pull away. Then he says, "Do you want to get married?"
My jaw hits the floor. "What?" I ask, certain I've misheard him.


One night, one mistake, one dangerous husband… and now she's trapped in a world of guns, passion, and a man who would burn it all for her.
Claire Morgan never expected her one-night stand to turn into a marriage proposal—especially not from Aleksei, the cold, dangerous man every woman secretly fears and desires. She's just an ordinary woman, betrayed by a cheating boyfriend, until she's swept into Aleksei's world of crime, power, and scorching obsession.
He's ruthless with his enemies, cruel with his words, and yet… he only has eyes for her. Even when his ex—beautiful, perfect, and everything Claire isn't—comes back, Aleksei makes it clear: his bride is the only one he wants.

"Call me brother," he whispered, pressing me against the wall, his erection hard against my stomach.
For twelve years, we played this dangerous game. By day, I was his obedient foster sister. By night, I was his obsession.
He never went all the way—saving me for marriage, he claimed—but he did everything else. His fingers knew every wet corner of my body. His mouth had tasted my pleasure a thousand times. He groomed me to be the perfect toy for his bed.
"You're mine, Julie. Only mine."
But then Lena came back.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was locked. Suddenly, I heard her screams of pleasure instead of mine.
He didn't touch me anymore. He looked at me with cold, dead eyes and said, "You're just a sister. Stop acting like a jealous lover."
He threw away twelve years of intimacy for a fresh body.
I packed my bags, leaving behind the lingerie he bought me, the toys we used.
When he finally realized Lena was a fake, he came running back, eyes wild, wanting to claim what he thought was still his property.
"Spread your legs for me, Julie," he begged, reaching for me.
I slapped his hand away. "Go fuck your sister, Daniel. I'm done."

"Mommy, I don't need a daddy. Having you is enough."

When I heard my daughter say those words, I nearly broke down in tears.

Five years ago, an accident left me pregnant with twins. My father seized everything my mother had left behind and threw me out of the house. After I gave birth, he told me my son had died, leaving only my daughter Luna by my side.

For Luna's sake, I was forced to marry a man I'd never met—a husband in a vegetative state—and spent three years in France.

Three years later, I returned to Bay Harbor, only to be betrayed by my own father once again. While fleeing, I stumbled by mistake into the penthouse suite of a luxury hotel, where I spent the night with a mysterious man confined to a wheelchair.

The next morning, I left in a panic, convinced it was just another accident in my chaotic life.

Until later, when I took a job with the wealthy Stone family and met a quiet, withdrawn little boy named Cal—a child who seemed forgotten by the entire world.

I don't know why, but the moment I saw him, my heart ached inexplicably.

And at the same time, the man I had "taken advantage of" that night began closing in on the truth, determined to find me...

For eight years of our hidden marriage, Caelen never publicly acknowledged my existence, nor our daughter Harper's.
On our daughter's eighth birthday, he threw a spectacular, city-wide welcome banquet for his childhood sweetheart, Seraphina, and her son, Leo.
Watching the glaringly perfect picture they painted as a "family of three," I suggested to my daughter that it was time to leave.
Harper, her eyes red, tugged at my shirt hem and pleaded, "Mommy, can we give Daddy three more days? Just three. If he still doesn't love me by then, we'll go."
Caelen had no idea that those three days were his final countdown as a father.

Terminal. One month, maybe less.
I folded the report and put it in my bag. The doctor asked if there was family I could call. I told him there wasn't.
My husband rang while I was crouched against the hospital wall, waiting for the pain to pass. I could hear waves behind his voice. He didn't ask what the doctor said. He wanted to know why his money hadn't come through yet. His first love needed it for her art show.
So I sent him all of it. My savings, and the last of what my mother left me. Ten years, settled in one transfer.
Then my legs went, and a pair of freezing hands caught me before I hit the ground.
The pain stopped the second he touched me.
"Your kind calls us reapers. Give me your soul, and I'll keep the pain off you until the end."
Weston took one look at him and decided I'd hired an actor to make him jealous.
He thinks I'm trying to win him back.

"It's still her." Three words.
That was all it took for the carefully constructed world of my last five years to shatter into dust at my feet. Zane didn't even have the decency to look away as he said it.
For twenty years, I had been the third wheel. The reliable shadow to Jovienne's brilliant sun. I had buried my own feelings for Zane so deep I almost forgot they existed, only daring to dig them up and confess them after Jovi had left the country and broken his heart.
We built a life. A marriage.
I truly believed, in my foolish, hopeful heart, that it was my happy ending.
Now Jovienne was back, and the illusion was gone. The love of my life saw me only as a consolation prize.
As my world collapses, the last person I expect comfort from is her husband—a man as cold and polished as he is powerful.
Vance sees the same betrayal in my eyes that he sees in his wife's.
Leaning in, his voice a dangerous whisper, he proposed the unthinkable: "They are living in the past. Let's be each other's revenge. What do you say, Nerissa?"
I should avoid at all costs. It was a game that could burn our broken worlds to the ground.
But as I looked into his eyes and saw the same raw, humiliating betrayal reflected back at me, the answer poised on my lips wasn't "no."
It was a terrifying, thrilling question. "What," I whispered, my voice steadier than I felt, "did you have in mind?"

"Why did you marry me?"

"Because I had no other choice."

The day my grandfather fell critically ill, I was abandoned by my boyfriend of seven years and lost my last pillar of support.

To fulfill my grandfather's dying wish, I married Charles William, a man I had never met.

Cold, arrogant, dangerous—that was my entire impression of this new husband.

It wasn't until after my grandfather's death that I discovered the William family harbored a shocking secret.

They weren't ordinary people at all.

And Charles was actually the future leader of the werewolf clan.

Facing my father's greed for the inheritance, my shattered family, and one crisis after another, I could only fight back step by step on my own.

Yet that man who had despised me from the start always appeared by my side whenever danger struck.

I thought this marriage was merely a transaction.

Until one late night, when Charles trapped me in his arms, his golden beast eyes locked tightly onto me.

"Daisy, you're already my wife."

"Isn't it too late to think about running now?"

They said she was lucky to have married him. He had wealth, charm, a name with legacy and other women warming his bed.

She was "just" a scholarship girl with a gentle voice and no background.

So when Liana Davids divorced and parted from Dominic Smith, the world snickered.

"She'll be back in no time," they taunted. "He's irreplaceable."

Even Dominic smiled, betting on her return to his board of directors.

But Liana never came back.

Liana didn't just disappear, when she returned, she came back like a ghost.
A masked tech mogul, business guru and a headline queen.

The wife they discarded returned as the woman no one could touch.

Now, whispers say she's looking for a father figure for her daughter.
Powerful men line up, begging for a taste of the empire she built. But Dominic thinks he is not through yet.

He corners her, seething: "Your baby is mine, isn't it?"

She lifts her head, eyes colder than frost.
"That's none of your business. Now step aside, ex-husband before I bury you."

Blurb
Celeste was married to a Mafia Don, by the name Xenois Kingston on a contract marriage, that would last 6 years.
The deal was that Celeste would give him children during that period and after the end of the 6 year contract, he would offer her $100,000,000,000, divorce her and keep the children as his.
Celeste, an orphan, abandoned by the orphanage she grew up in at the age of 18 had nothing to lose and agreed to the deal.
6 years later, Celeste is now 24 years and mother to triplets boys; Lake, Troy and Soren. The contract is coming to an end this month and rumors has it that Xenois true love Claudia Hale is returning back to the city after 6 years of absence.

Xenois handed her the divorce papers that morning only for him to get into a car accident on the way to the hospital and suffers from amnesia.

To Xenois, he's in love with his wife and kids and a very attentive father and husband and is surprised to find out that Celeste planned on divorcing him. He is determined to make his wife fall for him and be a better father to their children. Things seem like a fairytale for Celeste who is desperate to hold on to this illusion after she had fallen for her husband in their third year of their marriage and stayed with an unrequited love. She knows what she's doing is cruel but she wants to enjoy it while it lasts.

But Claudia Hale won't rest until she gets rid of the obstacle named Celeste and marries her heartthrob Xenois.

Will Xenois recover his memory and better yet, once he does, does Celeste still stand a chance at winning the heart of her husband or would she be accused of having a hand in his amnesia.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content, minors are not allowed to read!!!）
She prepared for pregnancy and did her best to take care of her drunken husband.
Afterwards, her husband kicked her out, simply because his first love had returned.
After the divorce, she made it to the cover of Time magazine, reaching the peak of her life.
Her ex-husband pursued her all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, whispering tenderly, "Will you remarry me?"

"Is this your way of seducing me?" Clifton looked at the woman before him, wearing only a thin nightgown, her perfect curves exposed to his eyes.
"I admit, I'm attracted to you." Clifton suddenly lowered his head, his thin lips biting down on my collarbone, his fingers trailing down from my full chest, slipping between my thighs.
I was pinned down on the bed by Miranda, feeling the pleasure he brought to my body.
"Be good and let me in." Clifton thrust into me forcefully.
After suffering betrayal from her ex-husband and cousin, Miranda married the disfigured and disabled Clifton as his contract wife to cover her company's losses.
But an accident led Miranda to discover that Clifton was neither disfigured nor disabled—he was actually the underground king who controlled the entire city.
Miranda became afraid and prepared to leave this terrifying man, but Clifton kept dragging her back: "The contract is void. I want not only your body, but also your heart."
This time, will she truly fall in love with this dangerous man?

"What if one day he discovers that I'm not the woman he married?"

"Then you'll have no choice but to become her."

I was a nameless assassin with no legal identity. To buy my freedom, I accepted what seemed like the perfect assignment—help a wealthy heiress disappear.

But when I met my client, I was stunned.

She had my face.

Instead of asking me to kill her, she asked me to become her... and marry a man she had never even met.

One wedding transformed me from a disposable weapon into the new Mrs. Sinclair. To survive, I had to learn everything about Vivian—her habits, her smile, her friends, and her family. I had to fool everyone, especially the man who was now my husband.

The deeper I stepped into the Sinclair family, the more I realized this marriage was anything but ordinary. A ruthless mother-in-law, the dangerous power games of the Round Table families, the mysterious organization that created people like me, and the runaway bride who vanished without a trace... Every secret drew me further into a web of lies.

But the greatest danger wasn't being exposed.

It was Sebastian Sinclair.

The man who was supposed to be nothing more than my fake husband began protecting me, trusting me, and showing me a tenderness that was never meant for "Vivian."

But when the truth finally comes out—that the woman he married is not his bride, but a trained assassin living under a stolen identity—

Will our marriage built on lies survive... or will it become the deadliest mission of my life?

"Ssshh. You made me cum twice already. I’m not leaving you untouched. I want to taste you, suck you, feel every inch of you deep inside me.”

“Fuck,” Valtor growled, a deep velvety rumble that sent a pulse of heat throbbing through my wet pussy. “Who the hell taught you to talk like that?”

No one. I never dirty-talked with Kallias. These words came purely after the fire Valtor ignited in me.


I was the happiest woman alive until my husband and my maid betrayed me in one night.

Now I am no longer the good Luna they once expected me to be, but a wounded woman burning with vengeance. I am willing to give anything, do anything, even if it means striking a dangerous bargain with Valtor North, the handsome Rogue King whose reputation makes every Alpha tremble in fear.

But fate made its twist again. An unexpected mad attraction rose between me and the man I should hate, the sworn enemy of my kind. The Rogue King.

Torn between duty and desire, I face the ultimate battle. Can I survive the storm or will it consume me whole?

Everyone knows how much Gideon Moretti loves his wife Isabella.

We built this empire together—from street enforcers to rulers of all five boroughs of New York. He promised me the world.

I believed him.

For five years, I took bullets for him. Bled for him. Sacrificed everything so he could become the king of this city.

Then, just days before our fifth anniversary—on the same day I found out I was pregnant—I saw a video.

Gideon, in a bridal boutique, his hand on another woman's waist. Helping her choose a wedding dress.

Daisy. His first love.

Turns out, she's been back for two months. Every "business trip" he took? He was with her.

I made my decision that night. I would leave. Take our baby and disappear.

My child would not grow up in a house built on lies.

The day my mother succumbed to complications during childbirth, her younger sister, Vanessa, wed my father.

Fifteen years later, I beheld my husband accompanying Vanessa as she tried on seductive lingerie.

In that moment, I understood—what she truly coveted was never my father, but rather all that my mother and I shared.

My mother perished during childbirth, a casualty of an illicit affair.

I vowed not to repeat that tragic cycle.

Then I returned home, removed my wedding ring, and left behind the divorce papers.

A hundred years ago, that curse was meant for him. I'm the one who threw myself in front of it.
It cost me my elven heart, shattered on the spot—and a name I could never wash off. Traitor.
I never argued. Because the moment I speak the truth, the curse goes straight back to him.
So I stayed. I became his blood servant and let him drain me, one bottle at a time, to feed the woman he'd waited a century for. I told myself that if I endured long enough, someday he'd see my heart for what it was.
Then the healer told me my heart had thirty days left.
And he walked in, knife in hand, to say his beloved needed more of my blood.
This time, I'm not enduring anything.
I'm going to give him back this heart—at the exact moment he's most sure he's won.