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Warning… This novel contains themes of dominance, submission, sexual exploration and including Bdsm. No rape!*
“Since you’re mine now, I want you to strip naked, turn around and position your ass on my crotch so I can spank you like the good girl you are,” he purred, his voice thick with lust.


Claudia Addison was a young virgin who was sold by her abusive father to a man old enough to be her grandfather, all because her father wished to pay off a debt he owed.
With no other option, Claudia always complied with her old husband’s sexual demands, until his son began tempting her with his alluring features.
With temptation lurking in the room next to hers, Claudia found herself consumed by a sinful desire she never knew existed.
But what happens when her husband starts suspecting her actions and even goes as far as stalking her?
Will Claudia continue her secret affair with her stepson, or will she find herself falling for the man she was forced to marry?

Three words to describe Crystal Santiago. " DROP DEAD GORGEOUS". Crystal lives two lives. One as a stripper and the other as a waitress.

Crystal was also known as Jae, the most sexist stripper. Her body is as hot as hell. She has a beautiful figure with glossy skin . She looked like a fairy , long black and shiny hair. Her seductive red lips look so blossom soft , making it hard for any guy to resist her. Her cute blue eyes balls are so enchanting and could trap any guy . That is the life of jae, the stripper

But as crystal, she was a simple, plain and loving girl . No one would ever believe a girl like Crystal to be a stripper.

Her life was going just fine till they came into the picture..

The Devil Lord who killed my father wanted me to be his bride!

"You are the reason for my existence," Apollyon said huskily. "I belong to you. You possess me, Lilith," he added, his hand moved from her thigh which had a slit to her inner thigh.
"Stop, Apollyon," Lilith said.
"What if I don't?" Apollyon asked, peering deep into her eyes. "Say that I affect you," he proclaimed. His hand dangerously moved close to her forbidden region.
"Mmm..." And she moaned the next second, her strength of holding back crumbling into pieces.
Before Apollyon could pull away, Lilith pulled him down and kissed the Devil Lord.

In the Kingdom of Azuria, lived a young girl named Lilith. Her father was a renowned medical doctor for the Royal Family. Little did she know that her insatiable curiosity would unleash a series of unfortunate events, she inadvertently awakened Apollyon, the powerful Devil Lord who had been in a deep slumber for thousands of years which led to the tragic demise of her beloved father.
Seizing the opportunity presented by his awakening, the Devil Lord, Apollyon, swiftly secured control of Azuria by eliminating the entire royal lineage. The once-sealed devils were unleashed, and they began ruling over the humans.
As the years passed, Lilith matured into a resilient young woman. Apollyon, driven by a unique bond formed at the moment of his awakening, finally set his sights upon her, declaring her as his bride.
To Apollyon, Lilith symbolized his existence. However, for Lilith, Apollyon was the embodiment of her darkest nightmares.
Caught in the crosshairs of fate, Lilith must navigate a path where she does not only find her father's death mystery but at the same time, finds herself falling for Apollyon even in the darkness surrounding her.

Marcella Vale's family was slaughtered, and the murder weapon bore Lorenzo De Luca's crest, the serpent-and-cross mark of Sicily's most feared mafia don. When she's forced into marriage with him, she goes willingly, a knife hidden in her wedding bouquet and murder in her heart.

Lorenzo De Luca sees his new bride's hatred and finds it intoxicating. In a world of calculated lies, her fury is honest, raw, and he wants to twist it into something else entirely. He circles her like a predator, touching her when she least expects it, almost-kissing her until she trembles, whispering dark promises against her skin. He knows she wants to kill him. He's determined to make her want him more.

But Marcella is falling for the man she came to destroy, and it's tearing her apart. Every touch weakens her resolve. Every stolen moment makes her question the evidence. And when she discovers he might not be her family's killer, the real monster emerges from the shadows, someone who orchestrated their marriage as the ultimate weapon.

Now the vengeful bride and her mafia king must play the most dangerous game of all: pretending to be in love while hunting the traitor in their midst. But the line between pretense and reality is blurring, and in their world, love is the deadliest weapon of all.

"Give me an heir in one year, or you become my slave." Those were the first words my husband, the terrifying Alpha Roman, said to me on our wedding night.

I was sold. Literally sold by my own father to pay for my cruel sister's wedding to the man I loved. I went from being the cursed, unwanted daughter of the Redlight Pack to the bride of the most feared monster in the lands. They say Alpha Roman killed his own brother. They say he beats his women.

But the reality is colder. "Lie down," he ordered, his eyes empty. No kiss. No touch of affection. Just a transaction. I am not a wife; I am a vessel.

I thought getting pregnant would save me. I thought a baby would bring light to this hell. But when I woke up in a pool of my own blood, screaming for a child that was no longer there, Roman didn't comfort me. He looked at me with disgust. "You couldn't even keep a simple child? What a waste."

Now, I have seven months left. Seven months to bear a son for a man who hates me, or I lose my freedom forever. But tonight, as he walks into my room with that dark hunger in his eyes, I realize something terrifying... I might not survive him.

Lucy had always hoped for a quiet peaceful life. That all changed when she was betrothed to the devil himself, the vampire king.

SYNOPSIS

“Remember,” he growled, his voice roughly caressing against the shell of my ear. His large and scarred hand splayed possessively on my stomach, pulling me back against the hard wall of his chest. We were a twisted parody of a loving couple, nestled in the bed we once shared.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trembling. “I—I can’t. I'm fucking trying.”

His lips brushed the sensitive skin of my neck, a gesture that felt anything but tender. “Try harder, malyshka. The man who put that bullet in your head is in this house. He smiles at me across the dinner table. And you’re the only one who can point a finger.”

He shifted, and I felt the cold, hard steel of a pistol being pressed into my palm, his fingers closing mine around the grip.

“So remember. Before I have to burn this whole fucking world down to find him with you in it”

Sold by her own father to pay a blood debt, Isabella Sinclair arrives at Silvermoon Pack in chains, collared and broken.

To Alpha Landon Whitaker, she is nothing more than a traitor’s daughter... his slave, his possession, and a constant reminder of betrayal.

But when she carries his heir, hatred turns into obsession and obsession into something far more dangerous. Because the girl he chained may be the only one strong enough to save... or destroy... his entire pack…

“Marry me! He demanded. “I’ll handle your grandmother’s hospital bills and your brother's court case, otherwise be prepared to face assault charges for hitting me and a potential jail time!” I stared in shock.

…….

A contract marriage with Alexander Rutherfurd, or a threat of imprisonment?

Sofia was caught in between marrying the rich arrogant man she had slapped on their first encounter or ending up in jail. She chooses to marry him but what happens when they find themselves in a deal that they never thought they would be a part of and they soon start to develop feelings for each other and an ex who Alex can't seem to get over comes into the picture again?

Liya Andrew lies in a dilemma where she has to get married to an arrogant billionaire to save her family business from bankrupt or run away with her fiance and get married to him.
But with her family in distress, she has to
sacrifice herself to save her family business from crashing.

Liya's parents signed their daughter off to Jude Sebastian, a well-known billionaire who has a clean good image not knowing they were selling their daughter off to a monster.

Liya's new home became hell for her, she was used for their selfish interest.

Tired of being used and maltreated, Liya started digging into her new family shocked to discover a lot of dirty secrets the Sebastian family was hiding.

The Sebastians decided to get rid of Liya for knowing too much, will their plan work?

Lots of dramas and battles as Liya kept her feet against the most powerful conglomerate family.

Will this small woman win against them?

Liya found out the Sebastians were involved in her family business crash, now she lost the love of her life to a monster.

Liya wants revenge but she got pregnant for Jude.

Will she let go for the sake of her unborn child? Or will she carry on with her revenge?

Let's found out!

Trigger Warning: This book is a dark Werewolf/Human sensual romance with high explicit sexual content.

As a nursing student, Aria, a half hybrid werewolf, had always played by the rules until the people she trusted most tore her apart.

First, her cousin sister who she was entangled with. Then her own boyfriend who she caught fucking the same cousin.

Heart shattered and pride bruised, she swore she’d never be anyone’s fool again.

But when Dr. Damien, the devastatingly handsome billionaire gynecologist who also happens to be her lecturer gazes at, in an attempt to explore every inch of her body.

Aria realizes there are far more dangerous things than heartbreak…

Like wanting a man she shouldn’t.

And letting him touch her in ways that leave her breathless in class and sleepless at night.

Dr. Damien Sinclair, a brilliant, yet cold gynecologist on the other hand, has spent 500 years on earth, haunted by the night his black demon wolf slipped loose and slaughtered a family in his brother’s pack.

Since then, he has lived in exile, believing only his fated mate could tame the monster within.

But when he found his human mate Ginny and married her, he realised she could only soothe his beast but not tame it.

Until Arie, one of his posted students and nurse.

Now his demon wolf wants her and he would do anything to make her his.

What began as reckless self-redemption is becoming an obsession.

And neither of them is certain they want it to end

This is Book 4 of the Parsina Saga. Storyteller-cum-wizard Jafar al-Sharif continues his reluctant odyssey through an exotic world of djinni and flying carpets to save his daughter's life as he copes with an island that is not as it appears, the City of Faces, and Mt. Denavan, home of the daevas themselves--as well as betrayal by a trusted member of his own party!

You... you plan to send me to those beasts?" The lady stuttered in fright, squirming on the floor.

"It is your honor as the princess of Ashford," the king asserted.

"But I am not the princess," she yelled in desperation.

"You said I was chosen to keep the real princess away from the public because she's sick. Your Highness, I didn't sign up for this. You cannot hand me over to those beasts. They want the princess, and I am not her," Abigail pleaded.

You will go to Nightfall Kingdom as the princess of Ashford, as demanded," the king declared firmly, sealing her fate.
"Take her away," he instructed the guards.

"Mother,"
I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy.
I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear.
She was singing a low-toned lullaby.
"Mother, is it you?"
I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here."
"Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me.
I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach.
"Where are you, mother?"
"Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, "
"Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight.
Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily.
As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded.
He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her.
"Huf".
In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone,"
"Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him.
"Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him.
"Hello, dear."

I'm Aurora, a commoner, an inferior bloodline.

My parents taught me a lot of things growing up, but the most important one is never piss off a royal. They run the world, they make the rules, and they are brutal when they don’t get exactly what they want, especially an unmated commoner girl.

Most royals fuck commoner girls for fun, knowing we couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill them, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed. I’ve never seen a commoner female return from the palace.

There aren’t many of us left in my pack, but my alpha has managed to convince the royal warriors that there aren’t any unmated females in his pack and if there were, he would gladly hand them over I’m unmated, only a year and half away from turning twenty to feel my mate. I pray to Moon Goddess that I need the protection of a mate.

Until that day, a tall, brute man walks into my house like he was invited in. I tremble while he grins.

He is a Royal.

OMG! One slip and I was paralyzed by Dream Herb. I thought my day couldn't get worse, but then a stranger burst in, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me away.
"Victoria, you will pay for your actions!" he growled.
"No…" I whispered weakly, but he had already forced me to sign a marriage certificate.
Little did I know, this domineering man was New York City's wealthiest tycoon. And he had no idea that the small-town girl he mistook for his runaway fiancée was actually the world-renowned healer he had been desperately searching for.

Scarlett Ross, the world's top integrative medicine doctor, master of life-point massage and expert in pharmaceutical techniques, finds herself swept into the whirlwind of high society. She is mistaken for Gabriel Rothschild's missing bride, a woman who looks exactly like her.

Gabriel Rothschild, the ruthless master of New York's business empire, marries Scarlett to appease his dying grandmother, binding them in a marriage contract.

As they spend more time together, their feelings deepen. Gabriel begins to uncover Scarlett's astonishing secrets: she can bring his grandmother back from the brink of death; she can use her exceptional combat skills to take down her slanderous ex-fiancé; she can outwit those who seek to harm her with her cunning strategies.

Who is his contract bride really? A hidden healer, a hacker genius, a mercenary queen—Gabriel is determined to unmask her true identity.

They all blame me for my sister's death. My husband most of all.

He married me only to torment me—to make me pay for a life I can never bring back. His hatred is my daily bread, his touch my slow poison.

I wanted to die. He wouldn't even let me have that.

But tonight, someone slipped me a passport. A flight out. A chance to disappear.

And a whispered warning: He has a shaman waiting. He means to trap your soul so you can never find peace. Never see your sister again.

I have to run.

But if I do—am I saving myself... or walking right into another trap?

Dear readers, I'd like to recommend another novel of the same genre: After His Mistress Conceived, I Left Him.
I was found by my biological parents only to become a mobile blood bank for their adopted daughter Leila, expected to sacrifice myself to donate blood—even my heart—whenever she fell seriously ill...
My parents despised me, and my own brother drugged me, threatening my life to force me to marry a dying man as Leila's substitute.
Having lost all hope in my family, I signed a severance agreement, cutting all ties with them, and took a large sum of money for marriage investment.
What they didn’t know was that I was the mysterious Nobel Prize-winning doctor in medicine, possessing the world’s most advanced medical research technology...

"Tell me to stop. Tell me now, or I won't be able to hold back." his tone was both a challenge and a plea. Serena swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest at the electric tension between them.
"I don't want you to stop," she breathed, barely recognizing her own voice. His eyes darkened even more. So much so that the ambers in them completely disappeared. He gnashed his teeth so hard as he fought for control. Serena could feel the tension radiating off him in waves like a spring ready to snap.
"You don't know what you're doing to me," he growled roughly. She bit her lip, both thrilled and intimidated by the raw need in his voice. Her fingers trailed along the hard line of his jaw, feeling the slight stubble there.
"Show me," she challenged. His breathing grew even more ragged. Serena could see the struggle on his face - the battle between his overwhelming desire and his need to protect her from his own intensity.
"I could hurt you," he warned again. "I'm not sure I can ever be gentle with you. I'm rough. My kind of sex is brutal."


[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]
Serena's life hit rock bottom when she caught her husband cheating on her with her best friend. She decided to lose herself in a bar, hoping to wash away her pain. However, life has this funny way of messing up plans - she ended up in a one night stand that only added more trouble to her already chaotic reality.

I am Ophelia.
Three years ago, my adoptive parents and sister personally sent me to a mental institution.
When Blake came to the psychiatric hospital and took me away, I had nothing. Later, he spoiled me tremendously.
But none of them knew that this very situation gave me the perfect opportunity for revenge...

Ethan Watson, CEO—a man whose reputation for icy detachment was only surpassed by his ruthless business acumen—found his meticulously constructed life in ruins. Diana, his supposed soulmate, had betrayed him, a viper in his paradise, absconding with his closest friend. The ensuing heartbreak, generously lubricated with top-shelf whiskey, led to a serendipitous, if somewhat inebriated, encounter. He quite literally stumbled into Alea.

Alea, a vibrant woman whose fiery spirit masked a quiet vulnerability, was nursing her own wounds—a lover who'd prioritized wealth over genuine affection. Their meeting, a chaotic collision of bruised egos and spilled cocktails in a luxury hotel bar, was hardly promising. Yet, amidst the wreckage of their respective love lives, a spark ignited—a fragile connection forged in the crucible of shared pain. Then, as swiftly as it began, it ended, leaving behind only a delicate silver necklace—a cryptic clue in a mystery Ethan, ever the strategist, couldn't ignore.

Fueled by a potent mixture of vengeance and wounded pride, Ethan devised a plan—bold, audacious, even slightly ludicrous: a one-year contract marriage with Alea. It was a scorched-earth strategy against their betrayers, a meticulously crafted scheme for mutual retribution. But, as fate often dictates, meticulously laid plans and unpredictable human emotions rarely harmonize. The unexpected, naturally, ensued.

What began as a coldly calculated arrangement began to evolve. Passion, simmering beneath the surface, threatened to erupt. Secrets, insidious weeds in a carefully cultivated garden, choked their carefully constructed façade. Malicious gossip and underhanded maneuvers threatened to derail their revenge plot. However, Ethan's formidable mother, Martha—a woman whose wisdom and unwavering loyalty were as formidable as her son's ambition—became an invaluable asset.

"Put on the dress, Kim. If Kareen never comes back, you will remain as Mrs. Rodriguez till they wish to get rid of you!"
Kim was compelled to wed her twin sister's husband and found the kind of love she had always desired, but as with all good things, there was also suffering. Would she persevere in the face of overwhelming odds, or would she give up and forfeit everything she had ever loved?
Kim was supposed to be a pawn, but she ended up playing the game, and they became her pawns. Queens were free to move whenever they liked, right?
And then there was Evelyn, a broken woman with a dark past. A past she believed she had left behind until it smacked her in the face, leaving her with no way out—or did it?
Would she give in to her past and let it completely ruin her, or would she learn to overcome it and find happiness with the one man who was prepared to overlook her flaws and accept her for who she was? What transpired in Vegas ought to stay in Vegas, and the past ought to stay in the past, right?

Lydia Merchant was never meant to be part of Arthur Durrin Romero’s world. She was only a daughter. A girl with simple dreams and a quiet future until one signature from her own father sealed her fate in blood and betrayal. Traded like currency, Lydia became payment for a debt she never owed.
Her life ended the moment she stepped into a black wedding dress.
Arthur Romero is the heir to a brutal empire ruthless, obscenely wealthy, and feared by the underworld. He doesn't believe in love or kindness. Affection is a weakness he refuses to indulge. What Arthur values is control. When he claims Lydia as his bride, it isn’t desire that drives him it’s power. A message to the world that the Romero's never forget a debt and never forgive betrayal.
Lydia is meant to be nothing more than a pawn.
But Arthur doesn’t expect the fire in her eyes or the way she refuses to break even as her world collapses. Trapped inside his estate, surrounded by his enemies Lydia refuses to be the obedient wife he expects. She won’t give him her heart. She won’t surrender.
Yet desire has a mind of its own.
Every glance between them becomes a battle. Their fights are brutal, fueled by shattered trust and accidental touches that leave them both wanting more. The closer Arthur gets, the more his cold restraint slips. He wants Lydia in ways he never wanted anyone.
Lydia hates how much she notices him. The hunger in his gaze. The way he never touches her, yet makes her ache all the same.
This marriage was never built on love, only debt and revenge.
Now, as secrets unravel and enemies rise, Lydia and Arthur must decide: will they destroy each other first… or burn the world together?

"You will marry me! You will be my contract wife!" He declared his voice cold and threatening.
Ophelia looked at him without averting her gaze. He wasn't demanding that she marry him; he was commanding her to.
"Marry you! Is that a request or a command?" She asserted bravely, not minding whatever was coming her way.
She expected Something worse to follow, but she was startled by his reaction instead.
He walked closer to her and slowly raised her chin with the tip of his finger. "Ha..ha..ha, I like smart girls," he enunciates with a devilish smile. "It's a command, and you must abide by it."
He pauses and moves his Lips Closer to her ear. Ophelia quickly closes her eyes, bracing herself for the impact.
"Or else……….." He whispered slowly. Then everything paused.
She couldn't feel his breath on her skin again and she quickly opened her eyes only to find out she was the only person in the room. It's like he disappeared into thin air.


She heaved a sigh of relief as her eyes became blurred with unshed tears.
She just found a wallet on the road hoping it would change her life for the better not knowing it's actually for the worse. ""She is trapped!"" She is Captivated!""
And now she is going to be a Captivated Contract bride she can't deny nor can she accept. One choice. One contract. One dangerous game. Will Ophelia run for her life, or fight for his love? Or will she lose herself in a world of luxury, lies, and power where freedom comes with a price?

For over a hundred years, the human town has provided the next mate for the reigning beasts and this year, a bride is required.

Paisley and Nevaeh are from the family mandated to provide the next bride for the reigning beast. Nevaeh has been selected as the eldest daughter while Paisley is engaged to a man she loves.

What happens when Nevaeh runs away the night before her collection and Paisley is asked to go in place of her sister to be the bride of the beast.

“You put this on me, Max! You kissed me and called me your bride!” I screamed, holding up the heavy wedding band that was never meant for me.

The air in the ceremonial hall froze. Max, the Alpha of the Moonshadow pack, stared at me with cold panic replacing his drunken lust. He had mistaken me for my wicked stepsister, Gwen, just because I was trying on her silk wedding dress. “It was a mistake,” he yelled, running his hands through his dark hair. “I hate you, Zaria. I would not even touch you when I’m sober!”

But the pack law is absolute. The ring was on my finger. The deed was done. I was now the wife of my high school bully.

Gwen looked ready to peel my skin off. “If he picks you,” she whispered, her eyes burning with hatred, “I will make sure you live a life filled with regrets.” I thought my life in my father’s house was hell, but being dragged to the Alpha’s palace was a different kind of nightmare.

“We are only using this one room,” Max declared coldly as he threw me into his massive bedroom. “It is the rule for the Alpha and his bride. We will be sharing this bed.” I took a nervous step back. One year. In this room. With the man who hates me, but whose eyes traverse my body like he wants to devour me.

“Enjoying your new jail, Luna?” he scoffed, closing the door and locking us in.

Meira Ashford has been branded cursed, wolf-less, and unworthy, a hybrid half-breed ridiculed by her entire pack. To them, she’s an omen, a stain, something less than dirt.

She never believed her life would hold anything beyond pain and isolation. Love? That was a fairytale meant for others.

But everything changes when Alpha Dane, the returning Alpha Prince sworn never to love again, crosses her path.

He is power, control, and darkness wrapped in flesh. She is the forbidden spark that could burn his entire world down.

When destiny forces their paths to intertwine, desire turns dangerous, secrets unravel, and one truth becomes clear:
Loving Meira Ashford could mean the ruin of them all.

When innocent and quiet Elena Romano is forced to take her rebellious sister’s place in an arranged marriage to Lorenzo DeLuca, the ruthless heir of the DeLuca crime family, she steps into a world she never imagined.
Her sister, Isabella, was supposed to be the bride, meant to seal a truce between two powerful mafia families. But when Isabella runs away the night before the wedding, their desperate father threatens Elena to take her place or suffer the consequences.
Lorenzo, expecting a fiery and cunning bride, is shocked to find Elena—a soft-spoken but sharp-witted woman who wants nothing to do with the mafia world. He is cold, calculating, and sees her as just another pawn in the power game. But as the days pass, he realizes there’s more to her than meets the eye.

Kate has experienced the bitter side of life during her stay with her father.
She thought luck had finally shined on her when she was brought to marry the billionaire, Nick.

Little did she know that it was the beginning of her experience as she caught her husband in bed with another lady.

A drink won't hurt to clear her head, she meets a man at the club who gives her another experience, a mess even. How will she get out of it?

Lucia Moretti spent her entire life loving Matteo De Luca — the future Don of New York’s most powerful mafia family.

He was her first love, her greatest weakness, and the only man she ever trusted completely.

Until the night he chose power over her.

At a glamorous mafia gala, Lucia believes Matteo will finally claim her after years of secret love and stolen moments. Instead, he announces his engagement to Bianca Valenti, heiress to a rival mafia empire.

Humiliated and heartbroken, Lucia disappears to Chicago, determined to forget the man who shattered her heart.

But Matteo refuses to let her go.

When dangerous alliances begin collapsing and old enemies rise from the shadows, Lucia is dragged back into the brutal mafia world she tried to escape. And the closer Matteo gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the feelings still burning between them.

Because some loves never die.

They only turn into obsession.

A dark mafia romance filled with betrayal, revenge, emotional tension, obsession, and slow-burning passion.

She only wanted one reckless night to escape the grief that haunted her—but she never expected it to come with consequences that would shatter her world.

Architect Isla Cole thought a fleeting encounter with a stranger could numb the pain of losing her father. What she didn’t count on was waking up to discover he wasn’t just any stranger—he was Ellis Kennedy, the enigmatic billionaire who had just acquired her firm. Charming, infuriating, and dangerously alluring, Ellis is everything Isla should resist. But the spark between them refuses to be ignored, igniting a chemistry that’s both thrilling and perilous.

As Isla navigates boardrooms and blueprints, she begins to uncover the cracks in Ellis’s polished empire—and in her own past. A decade-old secret emerges: her father’s death wasn’t an accident, and the man she’s drawn to may be at the center of a cover-up powerful enough to destroy them both. Every stolen touch, every shared glance, pulls Isla deeper into a web of passion and betrayal where trust is a luxury she can’t afford.

Now, caught between desire and danger, Isla must decide if love can survive the lies—or if giving her heart to the man who holds the truth will be the choice that buries her forever.
In a city where ambition is ruthless and secrets are currency, Isla and Ellis must confront the past, navigate the present, and decide if the foundation of their hearts can withstand a truth built on blood and betrayal. One reckless night could change everything—or destroy them both.

Tessa gave up everything for her husband—her career, her family, her dignity—only to be discarded when his past walked back into his life.
Broken, she signs the divorce papers and leaves.

Years later, she returns as a woman the world kneels before and Smith realizes too late that the wife he broke has become the reckoning he cannot escape.

She's back powerful, untouchable, and unforgiving.

This time, she isn’t asking for love.
She’s collecting debts.

After a brief appearance at a birthday celebration, Ayra Carter's life took a drastic turn when the famous billionaire's heir chose her to be his new mum...
"I like you a lot so you have to come home with me and be my new mummy." Arya's heart warmed as she stared at the cute little boy in front of her...
"Cutie... Why don't you pick again?... I'm about to get married."
"My son chose you and that's final! Become his mum!"
A loud authoritative voice broke into the room...
Now what??
Not him!
Mr Kyle Anderson! The man who doesn't take no for an answer...

“How does it feel, then, to be kissed by an unlovable brute?” —————— I find it amusing that I didn't even have to track down my runaway bride. She simply climbed into my car, completely oblivious to the fact that I am the man she was running away from. I could catch her. Hunting women down is the last thing I want to be doing, truly. I mean Ruby no harm, even though she unknowingly said some awful, untrue things about me in the car. In time, she’ll learn that those things aren’t true. I’m not like my parents. Still, I have no choice but to marry this girl. She’s barely eighteen, three years younger than me, but it’s fate. All of this mess started about a month ago.

Married for three years, she had never once laid eyes on her husband, Matilda Beaufort, yet she was bound by a heir-bearing contract for the sake of her family.

Desperate to reclaim her late mother’s keepsakes, she took a risky gamble. She set her sights on a drunken Thomas Stewart at an exclusive club and spent a passionate night with him.

She thought it was nothing more than a one-night deal, little knowing the man had already etched her into his heart forever.

She later crossed paths with him as his business partner, under the alias Annie.

Never did he expect the bold, provocative woman who kept challenging him to be his very own wife.

A divorce agreement lay on the table—until an unexpected pregnancy turned everything upside down.

What began as a calculated arrangement…

Who was the first to fall hopelessly in love?

I’m Olivia. My dad sold me to the wealthy Howard family for money—my groom didn’t even show up at our wedding; all I got was a phone call.
Then I was drugged and ended up sleeping with a stranger… who turned out to be Matthew Howard, my “ugly, impotent” husband!
Now I’m fighting back against my terrible family and the Howards’ arrogance.
Curious how this messy marriage unfolds?

"You're bleeding, little mouse," Ethan Sinclair’s voice was low, dangerous, and utterly captivating.

One moment, I was about to lose everything—my father’s gallery, his legacy, my life—the next, I was cornered by Melbourne’s most ruthless billionaire. "I need a wife to secure my inheritance. You need money. It’s a contract, nothing more."

He offered me salvation wrapped in a cold, heartless deal. No love. No touching. Just a signature.

But standing in his office, signing away my freedom to the ruthless billionaire, I realized I wasn't just selling a year of my life. I was walking into the lion's den.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Sinclair," he whispered, his eyes stripping me bare. "Now, play your part."

When billionaire heiress Aerith Sena wakes after three years in a coma, everything has changed.

Friends have become enemies.

Family members want her inheritance.

Powerful forces are moving against her company.

Only one person remains by her side.

Her husband.

A man no one respects.

A man no one understands.

A man whose name alone can make the underworld tremble.

As secrets unfold, Aerith discovers that while she was sleeping, someone was fighting a war for her.

And he never lost a single battle.

"Thirty million dollars," he says, like he's ordering wine. "One year of marriage." Dante Moretti destroyed Alera Vance's family, took their empire, left them drowning in debt, and she swore she'd never forgive him.
But one reckless kiss turns into a scandal, and Dante sees opportunity. His solution?
A contract marriage that pays her thirty million at the end. All she has to do is play the perfect wife. It should be simple. Except nothing about Dante is simple.
He's ruthless in business, possessive in private, and dangerously good at blurring the line between hate and hunger.
The more the world believes their lie, the more Alera risks losing the only thing she has left, her heart. Because falling for him wasn't part of the deal.
And surviving him might cost her everything.


"You fucking thief!" The words tear out of me before I can stop them.
Dante Moretti, the man who destroyed my father's company three years ago, slowly turns towards me. And looking down at me like I'm some insect that wandered into his perfect world.
His thumb hooks under my chin, forcing my head up. My eyes widen at the contact.
"Stay calm," his Italian accented voice drawls.
"Wh–"
He doesn't let me finish my sentence and he slams his mouth onto mine.

"This is insane," l mutter to myself, "What does he take me for? A predator? A pervert? God, it's sick."
Yes, she's technically an adult, but the twenty-year age gap makes my skin crawl. How does my father expect me to wake up next to someone barely out of high school and call her my wife?
He is unbelievable. No- ridiculous. That's the better word to describe him. What sane person finds a nineteen-year-old bride for their thirty-nine-year-old son?


Miles wasn't a predator, and he sure as hell wasn't about to marry someone two decades younger than him.
But his father wouldn't back down, and losing the company wasn't an option. So, he reluctantly agreed. He would marry the shy, damaged girl who had survived the worst at the hands of her step-family.
He made himself a promise: he wouldn't touch her. He would protect her, not become another perverted man she'd have to fear.
What he didn't expect was how hard that promise would be to keep. She was undeniably beautiful- soft curves in all the right places, her presence igniting desires he thought he could suppress.
Suddenly, Miles found himself fighting not just his morals, but his erection. But she was his wife. He could touch her, right?

"We need to talk."
"Excuse me."
I stood up taking my small purse containing the documents earlier and was about standing up when his voice stopped me.
"A month." He said, still locking his gaze on my face.
I raised a puzzled eyebrow before sitting back down.
"Be my wife for a month and consider all your problems solved."


She was dumped
He needed a bride
Elena was to be married to the only person she loved so much, her sweetheart, her heartthrob, Pete.
But her so-perfect fairytale wedding turned out to be a nightmare after being betrayed by her heartthrob
On the other hand, Alex is the only grandson of the famous billionaire family and is left with two choices: lose his inheritance or get married.
In order not to lose his inheritance, he planned on marrying a beautiful, famous model, Catherine, but accidentally, Elena signed the marriage certificate.
Will Elena accept the truth?
Will they move past their insecurities, surpass all their hurdles, and end up together, or will they let their insecurities become a shadow of themselves?
Please don't skip this exciting story as we both embark on this exciting love story.

Annabel never imagined her life would be traded for a contract. To save her father from ruin, she signs her name into a marriage with Alexander Knight—the cold, commanding billionaire whose rules leave no room for mistakes.

To the world, she’s his fiancée. To him, she’s a shield. Every boardroom becomes a battlefield, every stolen glance a war of wills. Between late nights, sharp words, and a kiss meant to break her, Annabel finds herself torn between despising the man who controls her life and craving the pieces of him he refuses to show.

But Alexander has secrets buried deeper than his empire. A past that refuses to stay hidden. A rival who wants to destroy him. A betrayal that could ruin them both.

As lies unravel and truth collides with desire, Annabel must decide: is she strong enough to survive Alexander Knight’s world…or will loving him cost her everything?

In the church, the mafia godfather Kane cornered me against the wall, his icy lips pressing against my forehead:
"Remember, you can only be my woman."
I was a nun, yet my alcoholic stepfather had promised me to this dangerous man—
The 34-year-old mafia leader, the rumored cold-blooded and ruthless head of the Moretti family.
He said it was to repay the gambling debt my mother owed, using me as payment.
The wedding was set for next Saturday, and I didn't even have the right to resist.
Over the phone, I desperately questioned him: "How many women have you had? Can you make a list?"
His voice was as cold as ice: "Sonya, before the wedding, if you let another man touch even a finger on you, I'll make you disappear from this world completely."
Fear drove me to lose my mind, and I blurted out: "After being drained by so many female celebrities, will you even last three minutes on Saturday?"
The call was hung up.
That night, I shed my nun's habit, slipped into a black strap mini dress, and walked into the bar.
I had no idea that the roar of a helicopter was approaching, and the man I had enraged was coming to make me pay the price—
"Sonya, I'll make you understand the consequences of defying me."

She signed her freedom away with a trembling hand and a heart full of rage. Two years as Lucien Cross's contracted wife—playing the role of loving spouse while he remained her enemy behind closed doors.
Mara Quinn made a deal with the devil to save her family. He married her to claim his inheritance. Their marriage is a battlefield, their home a cage gilded in wealth she never wanted.
But hate burns hot—and somewhere between the fights and the forced proximity, between the public kisses that mean nothing and the private moments that mean everything, the line between enemies and lovers begins to blur.
She promised herself she'd walk away when the contract expired.
He promised himself he'd never care.
They were both wrong.

Julian Dale’s black card is declined for the first time in his life - the same night his ruthless father cuts him off and forces him into a six-month marriage with icy Parisian heiress, Rosemary Laurent, or he loses everything.
Their private deal is simple: two months of public perfection, then four months apart before announcing their split.
But when hate turns into scorching desire and dangerous secrets surface, walking away might cost them far more than their empires - it might cost them each other.

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...