1308 Book(s) Related to His Accidental Bride

I walked into Dante Marchetti’s world begging for mercy.
He offered it, beautifully packaged, brutally priced.

Two million dollars erased with a single signature.
My freedom erased with the next line

The contract is simple: my silence, my time, my body.
Now I’m bound to a man who doesn’t believe in love,
only ownership…
and I’m the possession he chose.

Dante is cold, controlled, and feared by men who fear nothing.
Yet with me, his control fractures.
His gaze turns hungry.
His voice turns sinful.
And the darkness he hides pulls me closer than his hands ever dare.

I should run.
But he’s already decided I’m his.
Not for a night.
Not for a debt.
For as long as he wants.

And Dante Marchetti never stops wanting.

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.

After a reckless exposé destroys her career, journalist Georgia Carter finds herself bound by marriage to Rhys Mikhailov — a cold billionaire with ties to the criminal underworld. What begins as revenge transforms into obsession, then dangerous love, as Georgia becomes trapped between her ruthless husband and the dark empire hunting her. Together, they uncover the secrets of the Black Market — an ancient criminal network tied to Rhys’s bloodline and ruled by his sadistic cousin, Dimitri Volkovich.

"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.

She was the sacrifice—married off to the city's most ruthless billionaire to save a family that never loved her. But when she discovered his betrayal with her own sister, everything shattered.

Pregnant, penniless, and abandoned, Bella Hart disappeared into the night, vowing never to be powerless again.

Few years later, she returns as the CEO of an international empire, more powerful than anyone imagined possible. Her secret weapon? The little boy with piercing grey eyes who calls her "Mommy, he is the son of the man who destroyed her.

Caleb Black spent years drowning in regret, searching for the wife he threw away. Now she's back, untouchable and unforgiving. He'll do anything to reclaim what he lost his wife, his son, his chance at redemption.

But Bella didn't return to forgive, she returned to conquer.

With enemies circling, old wounds bleeding, and a passion that refuses to die, Bella must decide: Will she let the man who broke her back into her heart? Or will she destroy him the way he once destroyed her? In a world of billion-dollar deals and deadly secrets, love is the most dangerous gamble of all.

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”

After five years of marriage, Elena Carter discovers the ultimate betrayal her husband, Daniel, and her best friend have been having an affair. Her world shatters overnight.
Just when she thinks she’s lost everything, Adrian Blake, her husband’s ruthless business rival, appears with an offer: “Marry me ,Help me destroy him, and I’ll make you whole again.”
It’s supposed to be a contract built on revenge cold, calculated, and temporary. But when lines blur between business and desire, Elena realizes that her greatest challenge isn’t destroying her ex… it’s keeping her heart from falling for Adrian, the man who promised her vengeance but gave her something far more dangerous a second chance at love.

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?

ALTHEA

My adoptive father sold me.

One moment, I was standing on an auction block, waiting for another cruel fate to claim me. The next, I belonged to the most feared ruler in the continent—the Dragon King of Cinderpeak.

King Rhazien is arrogant, possessive, terrifyingly powerful, and far too handsome for a man who looks at people as if they are problems to be solved.

He says he bought me because he needed a wife.

I know better.

Kings do not purchase women for companionship. They purchase them for convenience.

But the longer I remain in Cinderpeak, the harder it becomes to ignore the strange things happening to me.

And when dangerous secrets about my past begin to surface, they realize I am no ordinary human.

I am something far worse.

Something kingdoms would kill to possess.

RHAZIEN

My first wife tried to slit my throat while I slept.

I killed her before she could succeed.

Since then, I've trusted no woman, no promise, and certainly no marriage.

Unfortunately, my late father's final decree left me little choice. If I wished to keep my throne, I needed a queen.

So I bought one.

A quiet human girl seemed harmless enough. She wasn't.

The more I watch Althea, the more impossible she becomes. Flowers bloom around her. Magic answers her call. Enemies begin circling her like vultures.

And the worst part? I find myself caring.

Far more than I should.

Now my family wants her. My enemies want her. An entire kingdom would gladly spill blood to claim what I've sworn to protect.

They think she's my weakness. They're wrong.

Because anyone foolish enough to touch my wife will learn exactly why dragons are feared.

And I will burn kingdoms to the ground before I let her be taken from me.

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!

Your ex, the one who took everything from you, announces at the ball that you're going to marry him... and tries to force you to agree. 😤 You shut him down hard. But then he sees the kiss mark on your neck and demands to know who did it. His rival, the famous playboy, the world’s richest billionaire pulls you close and says... 'Me.'

Finding a mate is a blessing that one gets when the Moon Goddess blesses them with a soulmate. It is said that finding a mate has become a myth now because only a handful of wolves have found their mate. Hence, a new custom was made where Alpha males purchased a bride for themselves and that includes the King, however, a King could only purchase an Alpha female as his bride.

Violet is the daughter of the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, being a part of one of the strongest pack's she has always trained to be a warrior. She lost her mother at the age of 5 and her fierce attitude does nothing to ease the worry of her father and brother. She lives her life like a free bird who doesn't want to get trapped by anyone, she wanted to live her life peacefully and find her true mate.

Vincent is a strong Alpha King who rules his people in peace, he had taken over the responsibilities of a King at the age of 13 when his father died. He was tall, strong, and handsome, his aura carries an air of dominance and strength that would make anyone bow to him. He is a fantasy every girl wants but can never get their hands on. He needs to find himself a bride. No, as per the custom he has to purchase his bride, an Alpha female to be precise because he is already 21 and hasn't found his mate.

What would happen when these two opposite souls are brought together?

Will Violet be able to find her true mate?

Will she be able to fight against the unwanted custom and find her happily ever after?

Follow their journey to find out.

Three years ago, I married Rex Cavano—New York's most dangerous mafia don—for this face. Not for love. Because I looked like his stepsister Isabella, the woman his family tore from him and sent to Rome.

I thought time would make him forget her. Until three months ago, when she came home a widow, and I finally understood: a substitute is always just a substitute. When the original returns, the fake gets thrown away.

So I made a decision.

I tricked him into signing divorce papers and accepted a job in a war zone in Colombia.

I'm leaving. Taking our child with me—a secret he'll never know—disappearing from his world forever.

Vincent Hastings, the ruthless Billionaire and the most fearful Mafia King in New York. He is the boss, he can get everything that he wants whether he does it with bare hands or by force. Just like how he forced Sophie Laurens, youngest daughter of Albert Laurens, one of the richest man in New York who had an agreement with Vincent to have one of his daughter marry him. He willingly offered his youngest one, not minding what the consequences are, not minding what Sophie's future might look like.

“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.

"You're so cheap. And you don't even have a basic sense of shame."
"I am not cheap at all. You are my first man. But for her, you aren't."
He cupped my neck with his hand directly and asked word by word, "What did you say?"
I reached out and pinched his waist gently with my fingers, pretending to be cynical. Then I added, "And I'm clean. I don't have any other man but you. You can enjoy me as much as you want."


Every woman was looking forward to marrying her beloved man. So was I. I married Patrick Cowell, the man who I had a crush on for twelve years, in the name of my sister. My sister Caroline and I were twins, but she grew up in a rich and noble family while I grew up in an orphanage. She begged me to marry Patrick as her substitute because she didn't want to marry him. I agreed sweetly. Patrick was the only heir of the richest family in this city. Handsome, rich, and powerful. However, I didn't expect that he treated me cruelly in bed as if I was his enemy. Because he knew I was not his bride? Oh no!!!

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?

I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world.
My husband was handsome and seemed to love me deeply. His gentle and attentive nature made my family and me believe that he was the best husband in the world.
However, everything changed when a woman from his past appeared and uncovered the truth about their history, revealing the real reason he married me.
It turned out that I had been deceived. All his affection and care were nothing but an act. Our marriage existed solely as a way for him to take revenge for the pain caused by his younger sibling.
Could I still bring myself to hold on to this marriage, when my heart was already filled with disappointment?
This was never the marriage of my dreams.

"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."

"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?

Things do not go as planned when Astrid finds herself in the wrong school, the only werewolf in a school of Lycans who are bigger, badder and stronger than she is. It only makes things worse when she is placed under the charge of her childhood enemy, Rune Wilder, who seems more than content to cause her pain. Somewhere along the line, Astrid finds out that the reason why Rune hates her so is because he is secretly in love with her, and he is only pretending because he thinks he will hurt her if they ever get together. He bears a secret that could damn him. Within him resides the soul of the dark King, King Hekate, and he has no control over him.

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."

"You're beautiful when you're dangerous," he murmured, ice-blue eyes burning into mine as shadows writhed around my feet.
"I don't need another Alpha who thinks he owns me," I snapped, yet stepped closer, drawn by his raw power.
His hand caught my wrist, thumb tracing the silver chain marks Magnus had left. "Who dared mark what's mine?"
Heat pooled low in my stomach at his possessive words. "I'm not yours."
"Your racing pulse says otherwise." His thumb found my heartbeat, and I couldn't suppress the soft gasp that escaped.
"Let go," I breathed, even as I leaned into his touch.
"Make me." His other hand slid to my waist, pulling me against his hard chest. "Tell me you don't want this."
The lie died on my lips as his scent made my head spin with need.


Nephele survived two years as Magnus's captive Luna, believing she was wolfless trash. While enduring his brutality, her blood was secretly harvested by Ophelia—the woman who raised her. When she finally escapes, she learns the truth: she's the last Shadow Wolf princess, stolen as a baby. Now both want their valuable weapon back.
Half-dead in the forest, she's saved by Kaedan—the boy who once gave her an apple, now the ruthless Frost King. She won't trade one prison for another, but his touch sets her on fire and his protection feels dangerously like home.
Can a broken girl trust the king who could destroy her completely?

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...

Forced into a brutal marriage, Katherine hides a forbidden love for the one man she can never claim, her husband’s loyal guard.

When an assassination attempt shatters the fragile peace, Jake dies saving her, leaving Katherine to face a vengeful court alone.

The prince’s cruelty runs deeper than she ever feared. As poison steals her final breaths, Katherine’s last hope is the one thing the crown could never take from her: reuniting with the man she loved in secret, and lost too soon.

Five years ago, on her wedding day, billionaire Damon Hartley abandoned her in front of 500 guests and millions of spectators. Only then did she learn she was pregnant. Heartbroken, she fled New York.

Now, she returns as Alexandra Sterling—a honey-blonde, English-accented financial tycoon with wealth rivaling Damon's. She is no longer the naive girl who once cleaned Damon's father's office, dreaming of love. She is a hunter in designer suits, and Damon Hartley is her prey.

Seven years ago, Ethan Sterling was nothing more than a starving nobody abandoned by the world.
One woman saved him.

Aria Senna — the beautiful heiress of a powerful billionaire family — gave him warmth when he had nothing left.

Now she lies trapped in endless sleep.

On the day Ethan walks out of the most dangerous prison in America, he is forced into a marriage with the unconscious heiress everyone has abandoned. To the world, he is only an ex-convict. A disgrace. A man with no future.

But no one knows what he became inside that prison.

No one knows the ancient power flowing through his blood.

When Ethan touches Aria for the first time, miracles begin to happen.

As corrupt elites, jealous heirs, and ruthless enemies close in around them, Ethan must protect the woman who once saved him — even if it means exposing the terrifying angelic power hidden inside him.

Because the moment the sleeping bride opens her eyes…

the world will never be the same again.

Mel was eager to explain her situation to Ethan, to let him know the truth behind her dismissal from her previous job. But to her dismay, Ethan refused to listen. With a tone of defiance, he accused her of attempting to seduce him because of his wealth. Despite her best efforts, he remained stubborn and unreceptive to her words.
Frustrated and unable to keep her composure any longer, Mel retorted that she only sought the job because she desperately needed it, and had no idea that her savior was the president of the company she had long dreamt of working in. But even then, Ethan seemed unconvinced and unmoved.
Just as Mel was about to leave, Ethan's attention was suddenly drawn to a scar on her left hand. As he stared at it in shock and recognition, he realized that it was a scar he had seen before, long ago.
Caught off guard, Ethan found himself at a crossroads. Should he trust Mel's story and give her a chance? Or should he let his past cloud his judgment and dismiss her once and for all?
As it turns out, the scar was a sign of a connection that Ethan and Mel shared, one that neither of them could have ever expected. Through their struggles and challenges, they would come to rediscover their love for each other and find their way back to each other's arms.
Mel's journey is one of resilience and determination, a story that shows that even in the face of adversity, success is within reach. Will you join her on this incredible journey of love and self-discovery?

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.

“He was supposed to marry my twin sister.
But she disappeared, and I was forced to take her place.”

When Valerie Lawson's sister, Vanessa disappears the day before her wedding, Valerie is forced to replace her, and marry renowned billionaire, Lucas Castillo. She's to forsake her own identity, and pretend to be Vanessa till Vanessa is found and comes to take her place. But things don't go according to plan as Lucas finds out on their wedding night. He's beyond furious but he makes her an offer—she continues to pretend to be Vanessa until Vanessa returns to take her place. Valerie agrees believing it would only be for a short while, and they sign a contract.

A year later, Vanessa's not back, and Valerie and Lucas are still pretending to be couples and living as strangers. When the line between fake and real begins to blur, and sparks begin to fly between them, Vanessa returns; but she doesn't come empty-handed—she comes with lies and chaos that threaten to ruin everything.

Xavier Knight, a 25-year-old billionaire playboy, leads a life dedicated to relentless work and extravagant parties. He relishes his freedom and lives by his own rules, shunning commitments.

Contrastingly, Aurora Johnson, a 20-year-old orphan girl, was taken in by her guardian Uncle Thomas. Her existence is governed by the oppressive regulations imposed by her cruel relatives, leaving her feeling helpless and yearning for affection and care. Additionally, Aurora grapples with a stutter, further enhancing her vulnerability.

The paths of these two individuals converge due to William Knight, a 50-year-old man who must fulfill a long-forgotten promise. In a world where alliances are formed through arranged marriages, Xavier Knight finds himself ensnared in a union with a woman he perceives as a calculating manipulator. Compelled to wed Aurora, a seemingly innocent young lady, Xavier nurtures a deep-seated resentment towards her, convinced that she employs her beauty to deceive his family. Determined to make her existence a living nightmare, Xavier embarks on a vengeful journey, vowing to expose Aurora's true character. However, as their lives intertwine and secrets unravel, Xavier begins to realize that things are not as they appear. Amidst a whirlwind of emotions encompassing anger, attraction, and the pursuit of justice, Xavier and Aurora find themselves on an arduous voyage where love, betrayal, and redemption intersect. Will Xavier's thirst for revenge blind him to the truth? Or will he uncover the depths of Aurora's innocence and unravel the enigmatic tapestry that weaves their intertwined destinies together? Prepare yourself for an enthralling tale of passion, deceit, and unforeseen revelations as the boundaries between love and hate are tested."

Her reputation is at stake, Bella Thompson leading her to strike a bargain to serve as an Alpha's Luna for a year. Unfortunately, her marriage to Alpha Draven is far from harmonious, as Bella resents being forced into this union. To make matters worse, Draven introduces his mistress into their household, while Bella finds solace in the company of another man. Despite Draven's womanizing ways and conceited demeanor, Bella discovers herself gradually developing feelings for him. However, when she unearths the truth about Draven's past love, will she still opt to remain in their tumultuous and undesired marriage?

Story Blurb

"I don't need anyone. I built this pack alone."


Ignas is the only female Alpha in New Orleans. She's tough, powerful, but lonely. Her mate died in battle years ago and she never got over it.

When another pack starts a war over land, Ignas fights back. But on the battlefield, she locks eyes with the enemy general and feels something impossible. The mate bond.

Lykon was supposed to kill her. Instead, he saves her life and gets badly hurt. His own pack leaves him to die. Ignas takes him home, but he can't remember who he is.

Living together, they fall for each other. Then her dead mate shows up alive. He wants her back, but he's lying about everything. He actually wants to kill her and take her pack.

When Lykon gets his memory back, his father demands he come home to fight his brothers for control of their pack. Lykon has to choose - his birthright or his mate.

But someone set them up from the start. The war, the betrayal, everything was planned.

Now Ignas has to help the man she loves take back what's his. Even if it means losing him forever.

Two Alphas, one last battle, and a love that could destroy them both.

I love you more than anything on eating my love

An 18-year wait. A forbidden bond. A love he refuses to claim.

What if your niece turned out to be your mate?

Seventeen-year-old Xel, a rare Dragon-Were-Vamp hybrid, never expected to fall for the one man she shouldn't: her cold, ruthless uncle — Alpha Jax Stone, the most feared Alpha of the Diamond Heart Pack.

But fate doesn’t care about bloodlines.

For 18 years, Jax has fought the pull of the mate bond, trying to suppress his wolf’s obsession with the girl he swore to protect. In his desperate attempt to deny destiny, he wounds not only his fated mate—but himself.

As the bond tightens and the wait comes to an end, bitter pasts resurface. A rising wave of supernatural drug trafficking, kidnappings of teenage dragons, and the dark secrets of Alpha Kai Stone pull them into a deadly mission where love might not survive.

Now, Jax and Xel must face the greatest threat of all—not just a powerful enemy lurking in the shadows, but the impossible love they can no longer run from.

Uncle by Blood. Mate by Moon. Monster by Choice.

BLURB/SYNOPSIS : "You love me? No… you can’t love a maid like me. We’re not from the same world. We can never be together. It’s a dream that won’t come true."

Lily, that doesn’t matter. I don’t care where you’re from or what your past is. I love you, and that’s the only truth that matters"

Lily has always known her place, silent, invisible, unworthy of love from someone like Sebastian Kingsley, the heir to a billion-dollar empire. She was hired to clean his mansion, not steal his heart. But when Sebastian Kingsley, the powerful billionaire in the city, confesses his love for her, she refuses to believe it.

For years, Sebastian has lived in darkness, suffocating under the weight of expectations. Drugs numb the pain. Sleepless nights steal his sanity. No one has ever looked at him without seeing his wealth until her. Lily became his peace, his escape, the only person who made him feel whole.

But their love was never meant to be.

Sebastian is already engaged to her sister, the woman the world believes is perfect for him. A woman who will do anything to keep him. And Lily? She’s just a maid. Powerless. Disposable. She wants to run to protect herself before it’s too late. But how do you walk away from the only person who ever made you feel alive?

Will their love survive the forces tearing them apart? Or will society, betrayal, and family duty crush them before they even have a chance?

It was a forbidden love

In a world of power, status, and deception, Sebastian and Lily are caught in a battle for love, survival, and happiness. Sebastian had everything—except happiness.

Lily had nothing—except hope.Together, will they find a future worth fighting for ?

The night Declan Ashford announces his chosen mate, everyone in the pack expects me to show up and fall apart.
I don't go.
What I do instead: I'm sitting on the floor of Cael Voss's dorm room in a training jacket that isn't mine, asking whether his mattress is filled with rocks. Cael is Declan's packmate at the academy. His equal in rank. His roommate. The last person I had any reason to call tonight.
I called him anyway.
Here's what he doesn't know: I'm not actually Beta. My real rank was sold before I was old enough to understand what that meant. I've been suppressing it for years.
Here's what I don't know: he's had something of mine under his pillow for two years. Something small. Something I spent three days looking for before I gave up.
Neither of us has said anything about it yet.

The day I died in a foreign country, my boyfriend was in the spotlight with another woman.

He's the man I built from nothing. Five years ago, I saved a broke orphan fresh out of college from the gutter. He said he wanted to be famous, wanted to make it to the top of the hockey world. In exchange, he became my boyfriend for five years.

I gave him the best coaching staff money could buy. Bought an entire hockey franchise and made him the centerpiece. Called in every favor I had to make him MVP.

But while he enjoyed everything I gave him, he refused to make our relationship public. Said it would "hurt his brand." He could make headlines with reporters and models, but nobody could know I existed.

He even said on national TV: "Those owners who just throw money around are pretty boring. Hockey is about skill, not money."

So why did he lose his mind when he found out I was dead?

"Good. I can't wait but what if I want it now?" Prince Dominus teased and Akira lips pressed together. She didn't utter a word.
That earned her a scoff. Then his hand moved, not gently, his fingers brushing down the line of her neck, across her collarbone. She tensed under his touch, her breath quickening as every nerve screamed for her to flee. But she didn't move.
His fingers moved lower, brushing over the fabric of her dress, just very close to her breast. Akira inhaled sharply, not in shock, but in the dull, hollow way she had grown accustomed to his touch.
Leaning closer, his lips moved over her shoulders. She hated that her skin still responded to him; her wolf hated it too. But after seven years, even hatred had lost it's sharpness.
His hand slid up, cupping her breast through the fabric. She flinched- just slightly. He noticed. He always noticed. "You're harder today," he whispered, brushing his thumb slowly over her nipple. "Almost like you missed me."
Akira said nothing. His other hand smoothed over her hip, then gave a sharp, playful smack that made her jerk. A grin tugged at his lips.
"I like when you're quiet," he said. "You're best when you're quiet."
Akira closed her eyes. She could feel the warmth of his cock pressed against her.


The day Akira chose to escape from school and return home to see her family, she met only ashes. After fifteen years of being hidden from the prying eyes of the Grand Alpha King, the one day she finally returns home, everything is gone.
No family. No friends. No hounds.
And worse, she is captured by Prince Dominus. She spends years in slavery, secretly planning her escape. When the opportunity finally comes, she flees. But where is safe from the Alpha King's reach.
Just when she begins to believe her life is taking a better turn, she is abducted again by the very ones who destroyed her past. The ones who exterminated her family. The ones who took her captive.
And now, she discovers an unthinkable truth: she is fated to the Grand Alpha King, the same man who once ordered her family's death, the same one who tried to claim her years ago.
How can she accept being mated to such a monster? Worse still, how can she tell him that his son, Prince Dominus, also desires her?

When my mother-in-law and I went undercover on our own yacht, a woman in a bikini pointed at us and screamed, "Broke trash!"

She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.

"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"

She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.

I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."

"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"

Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.

When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!

I promised Ethan Caldwell, the boy I grew up with, I'd give up the top schools to attend some mediocre college with him.

On the final day of application submission, I brought homemade soup to his studio.

Outside the door, I heard him bragging to his friends: "Claire Bennett's like a damn puppy. I tell her to come to NYU with me, and boom, she changes her whole application to NYU. Lily's grades are shit. If Claire doesn't go for that full scholarship, Lily's got it in the bag. And Claire's so whipped, even when she finds out, she'll just suck it up like always."

The thermos in my hands feels cold now.

He broke down the morgue door, his guttural scream echoing off the cold tiles as he yanked open drawer after drawer.

"Emily!"

Ethan's hands shook violently as he pulled it open. She lay inside, a white sheet draped over her face. With trembling fingers, he peeled back the fabric. Her face was paper-white, lips bloodless, her eyelashes casting faint shadows. So still.

This wasn't the Emily he knew. The Emily he knew could smile, could cry, could clumsily try to warm his frozen heart. But now, she was just a corpse. A corpse because of him.

"Cancer... stage four..." he whispered, drowning in a tidal wave of panic.

He remembered all those times she had clutched her stomach in agony, and he had mocked her. He remembered demanding she give her heart to his lover. He remembered her final silent words through the surgical glass: "I hate you."

"AHHH—!!" A raw scream tore from his throat. He slammed his fist into the metal drawer, blood blooming across his knuckles.

He collapsed beside her, pulling her stiff, freezing body into his arms. She was so light. Like holding air.

"Emily, I was wrong. I was so wrong," he choked out, crying for the first time in years. "Wake up. Hit me. Hate me. I'm begging you..."

But death is the most absolute silence of all. How far will a man go when he realizes he murdered his only salvation?

After two years of marriage, I humbled myself to the dust, only to be called "scheming" by him. In his eyes, I was just a woman who crawled into his bed through dirty tricks, using children as tools, never comparing to his pitiful "sister-in-law."

When he disgustedly tore my clothes and roughly pressed me down, I tremblingly told him: "I'm pregnant!" But he sneered, saying I was acting. Even after I lost the child, he was still happily chatting with the perpetrator's family.

Finally, I was tired and exhausted. All my love and endurance meant nothing to him.

When I threw the divorce papers in his face, I thought it was the end, but it was just the beginning. When he gripped my wrist tightly, pinned me against the car door, and sealed my lips with a punishing, possessive kiss, I shamefully felt something... What does this man really want?