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Chasing his runaway bride to the altar is all this Army Ranger cares about in this modern day marriage of convenience. After years of fact-checking and fetching coffee, reporter Lana Hunt has finally been given a chance to shine. Her exposé on the Montana ranch where soldiers are finding a gold rush of convenient brides could lead to the job of her dreams. Putting her investigative skills to the test to discover if the ranch is a cult or the stuff of fairy tales, Lana goes undercover inside a bridal boutique only to come face to face with the man she left at the altar a year ago. Even though he was jilted by the love of his life, Mac Kenzie still loves weddings and is happy to help his friends plan theirs. But when he goes to assist the bride to be, he’s stunned to find his own runaway fiancée dressed in a wedding gown. Even more shocking, Lana is still wearing Mac’s engagement ring. Certain she still has feelings for him, he proposes a deal. He’ll help her get the scoop on the Purple Heart Ranch if she’ll help him plan his friends’ wedding. To get the story and the promotion, Lana agrees to Mac’s conditions. But as the two of them plan a future for the bride and groom, Lana wonders if there’s a chance to revise the ending of their own story? And after years of coming in second to her career, Mac knows this is his last shot to make Lana his. But as her deadline draws closer, he can’t help but wonder if the girl who’s held his heart since he was six will choose her byline over taking his last name?

" She isn't my type that I would say I want to get married to."
"Oh, no she could be your servant, not your spec besides she can clean and cook so well." my mother said.
Okay, I had known my mother didn't love me but giving me up for a debt u knew nothing about was out of the question.
It was like I was an object which could just be traded without the courage to say no.

Scott Carter is the only child and he inherits his father's property after his death. But his cold-blooded nature, causes everyone to be scared of him, hence making him like a monster. but Isabella will be the only one to change all of that. Isabella, the beautiful damsel who leaves from being a servant to the wife of the richest man in the city.

Instalove alters the plan when an Army Ranger makes a calculated deal to wed a female rancher in a modern day marriage of convenience.    Army Ranger Tony Keaton is under a tight deadline. He’s got just 90 days to break ground, construct, and open the elite forces training camp he and his men have been planning since they left the military. The problem is his camp, which is on the grounds of the Purple Heart Ranch, needs access to the adjoining creek for their training exercises. Luckily, the stunning female rancher who owns that piece of land is willing to make a deal. Cattle rancher Brenda Vance is shedding ranch hands who can’t stand working for a woman. But she’s also bleeding money as she modernizes her property. To cover the debt of the technological advances, she agrees to sell the creek to Keaton. But the only way to cut through the red tape and transfer the land quickly enough to meet his 90 day deadline is to get married. Their iron-clad prenup protects her assets, but what will protect her heart? As Keaton and his unit of Army Rangers work the land with no problem taking orders from a woman, Brenda has dangerous dreams of this marriage lasting longer than the red tape requires. Dating isn’t on Keaton’s to do list, but a woman like Brenda makes him want to move love to the top of his priorities. Will these two stick to the deal and go their separate ways once the camp is up and running? Or will they change their plans and make this marriage of convenience last?

I once believed fleeing my engagement would set me free, only to fall headlong into a web of betrayal spun by my closest friend and faithless lover.

Now, granted a second life just a week before that fateful wedding, I stand before the man I betrayed—Alexander Stone, the unyielding soul who ended his life in my previous existence, all because of me.

This time, I've sworn to mend what I shattered. But as I reach out to him, his voice cuts like ice: "You don't need to know me. This marriage is purely transactional."

Yet if he's as indifferent as he claims, why did he linger by my hospital bed for two sleepless nights? Why do his eyes flicker with a devastation that could unravel worlds, and why does he shudder at my touch, whispering, "Are you afraid of me?"

As the shadows of old betrayals creep back, will I pierce his frozen mask to safeguard this fragile love reborn? And that haunting whisper in my mind—"Alexander Stone died because of you"—does it seal a destiny I can't escape?

The year I loved Edward the most, I was envied by everyone in Copper Valley.
They called me the priceless treasure in the palms of my father and my husband.
I was the most precious pregnant woman in the whole Copper Valley.
But before Christmas, when I went to give my husband a surprise, I saw him kissing the cheek of Angela, the daughter of my father's lover.
His friends praised his high-handed means, athat he could actually persuade me to have a fake marriage with him.
"Fake marriage?" I frowned.
Edward told them, "Lucy has everything. Angela has been a bastard for more than twenty years. I should compensate."
I left the club in despair and then replied to the mysterious text message on my phone.
[I can accept you as the nominal father of my child.]

At my seventh wedding, they replaced me.

The Oracle pointed at me and screamed one word: "CURSED."

Father's hand cracked across my face. Mother tore the wedding dress off my body and shoved my cousin Seraphine into it.

"She'll marry him instead," Father said. "You'll destroy us all."

What they didn't know? A thousand years ago, our family made a blood pact with the Shadow Lord himself: if the eldest Ashford daughter remained unmarried on her twenty-sixth birthday, she belonged to HIM.

Today was my twenty-sixth birthday.

I begged Julian to run. "Please. We have until sunset."

He laughed. "The Shadow Lord's a fairy tale, Anna. Seraphine's just going through the motions. You're being dramatic."

Then he told my parents everything.

They locked me in the tower.

But the Shadow High Priest's warning was clear—at sunset, the Shadow Lord would come. And when he did, I'd drink the Potion of Forgetting and lose everything.

My memories. My name. My soul.

The clock struck five.

He was coming.

I thought I had finally married for love, that I had become the most cherished woman of a Mafia godfather.
Until I discovered the real reason he chose me in the first place.
For three years, Marcello Giovanni treated me as the most precious woman in the world.
Until the day I stumbled upon a hidden room, filled with hundreds of photographs—and every single woman in those photos looked exactly like me.
Then, I heard his underboss whisper:
"Boss said her eyes look just like Miss Camilla's."
I thought that even without real love, I could still keep living.
But I was wrong.
The moment Camilla came back from the dead, Marcello chose her without a single moment's hesitation.
And I was forced to jump into the ocean...

Everyone said I’d traded five years of my youth and my unwavering devotion for an engagement that every woman envied.
My fiancé, Felix Smith, seemed to believe it, too. He gave me pearls, promised me a bright future, and wrapped me up in a web of tenderness, layer after layer.
Until that afternoon, when he held me close, yet used a language he thought I didn’t understand to weave the perfect "wedding" con over the phone.
That was the moment I finally realized: over these five years, who had he really been looking at through me? And every pearl he ever gave me, whose tastes was he remembering?
When the elevator failed and darkness crashed down, the person he protected on instinct wasn’t me.
When the wind howled across the empty outskirts, the person he chose to abandon was me.
I’d been learning how to love him, how to become a proper bride. In the end, what I learned was how to exit quietly, out of his world with Serena.
Only when I slipped off that pearl ring did I understand—
Some love stories, from the very beginning, are nothing but long letters written to someone else.

On the night before my sister's bone marrow transplant, my parents confiscated my EpiPen and locked me in the attic.

Their "genetic consultant" warned them that the medication would contaminate the stem cells meant for my sister.

I had eaten the meal they provided—one secretly laced with lethal traces of nuts.

The resulting anaphylactic swelling was suffocating me completely.

I frantically bashed my head against the door. "My pen... Mom, I can't breathe..."

"Stop putting on a show!" Mom snapped through the wood. "That meal was entirely nut-free! Are you faking an allergic reaction just because you can't stand the thought of your sister finally getting well?"

Her footsteps retreated.

Agonizing pain and oxygen deprivation overtook me as I clawed at the floor until every one of my nails snapped off.

Until my breathing stopped completely.

Lily Wilson was the beloved daughter of the Wilson family until her adopted sister Rose and her fiancé David Clarke conspired to destroy her. They drugged her, staged compromising photos, and had her thrown out in disgrace. Her family believed Rose over her.

Three years later, Lily returns—now a successful jewellery designer with a powerful, mysterious husband backing her.

Time to take back everything and watch them fall.

Anna Lancaster was the family shame, hidden in the shadows while her perfect half-sister, Lauren, was groomed to marry William Fairchild—the ruthless, devastatingly handsome billionaire heir.

But on the night of the fairytale wedding, Lauren is found dead.

To bury the scandal, the cruel Lancasters force Anna into her sister’s still-warm, blood-soaked wedding dress and drag her down the aisle. Now, she is bound to a man who despises her very breath, trapped in a gilded mansion where the walls whisper lies and danger lurks in every corner.

William thinks he’s married a meek, helpless pawn. The Fairchild family thinks they can break her.

But they don't know the truth.

They think Lauren’s death was the tragedy. They don’t realize it was just the first move in a much darker game.

In a house full of monsters, the innocent bride might just be the most dangerous creature of all.

Welcome to the Fairchild Mansion. Step inside if you dare...

While I was being kidnapped, tortured, and murdered in the horse stable of our own family farm, my all-powerful chaebol fiancée was helping my green tea younger brother try on wedding attire.
Before dying, with my broken, blood-stained finger, I dialed the last desperate call for help.
On the other end of the phone, her tone was filled with scorn and impatience: "Vincent, can't you even tolerate a little grievance from your younger brother? Let's just cancel the engagement, and I'll replace you with him as the groom."
Later, I truly died.
My soul drifted in mid-air, watching coldly as the whole family thought I was faking death to make a scene. My older sister even kicked over my disfigured body on the haystack in disgust: "Get up right now, stop pretending to be pitiful here!"
Until the flashlight's beam completely illuminated my ghastly, rigid face, and the shattered phone screen, still stuck on the moment she hung up, clutched tightly in my dead hand...
That forever aloof, arrogant female CEO finally went weak in the knees, kneeling in the foul-smelling, blood-soaked filth, and utterly lost her mind.

“You look like her,” my father whispered, forcing me into my twin sister’s wedding dress, but he didn't warn me that I was marrying a monster.

My twin sister ran away, leaving me to marry Luciano Moretti, a ruthless Mafia Don. I walked down the aisle, trembling, praying he wouldn't notice the switch. But the moment he kissed me at the altar, his tongue invaded my mouth, demanding and possessive, tasting me like I was his property.

I thought I could hide the truth. But on our wedding night, he walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, water dripping down his sculpted abs and the distinct V-line that pointed to his heavy manhood.

He cornered me against the bed. “You smell different, wifey,” he whispered, his hand sliding up my thigh, his thumb brushing dangerously close to my wet heat.

I tried to push him away, but the next morning, he decided to test me. He pushed a plate of peanut butter bagels toward me—food that would kill me, but was my sister's favorite.

“Eat,” he commanded, his eyes dropping to my chest where my nipples were hard against the silk robe. “Or do you want me to feed you something else?”

His gaze darkened, shifting to my lips, and I knew he wasn't talking about food. He knows I'm a fake. And he’s going to enjoy every second of punishing me for it.

Word in the packs was that Alpha Lucian Frostbane’s fiancée was nothing more than a country girl, plain, weak, and utterly clueless about wolf society.

But when Selene Nightshade arrived at the Moonveil Pack’s banquet, the entire hall fell silent.

“She’s anything but plain!”
“Isn’t that Orion Nightshade, the award-winning star, her younger brother?”
“Her grandfather is Alaric Nightshade — the wealthiest Alpha in the world!”
“Wait… Selene is Mia? The mysterious designer even royals beg for?”

One hidden identity after another unraveled, shocking everyone.

But none of it mattered, right? Lucian Frostbane had no interest in her. He never believed in mates.

Until that very night, when the Moonveil Pack’s official account posted:
“They’re happily in love… and preparing for their Luna Ceremony.”

The werewolf world was left stunned. And in the shadows, rivals stirred, because Selene Nightshade wasn’t just a hidden heiress.

She was the last Lycan princess.

Two thousand years of waiting. Two thousand years of yearning to hold her. He always fails in the end. She dies tragically over and over again every 20 years. Each lifetime, he searches for her. Each lifetime, he tries to save her. Each time in her lifetime, his soul dies, although his body remains immortal. Two thousand twenty years later, she's alive, protected and well, and he's chasing her.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY DISTURBED BY MATURE THEMES.


"Oh…" I moaned before I could stop it.
"Sorry…" I whispered steadying myself, but what he said next knocked the breath from me.
"I'm sorry, Sienna. I couldn't hold it anymore." He grabbed me and lifted me onto the nearest freezer. His lips crashed into mine, hot and hungry. My stomach twisted with excitement.
I moaned into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair. Our tongues moved fast, like we were devouring each. I lifted my hips from the freezer, rubbing my soaked pussy against his hard groin. My jumpsuit clung to my body, thin enough to feel everything.
"Sienna…" he groaned. "Please… touch me," I whispered against his mouth.


One night, one forbidden taste. She sucked off a stranger in a dark club, recklessly. What she didn't know? He was her fiancé's father. What he didn't know?
She was his future daughter-in-law. But then they met again, in daylight, around family.
The fire was still there, burning hotter than ever, even though everything around them said "NO" to continue. He knew he was off-limits. She knew she should have run. But when lust turned into obsession, could either of them stop before it destroyed them all?

"All your plots to kill me are useless. I only need my hands to end you." Luca dragged his fingers across my skin, relishing the fear that made my body tremble.

"Say 'Yes.' Stop thinking about murder, baby. You need to focus on me."

He pulled me onto him, his hips driving a primal rhythm. When his large hand found me, relentlessly rubbing, my cries became a shameless symphony of pleasure. "My little wildcat, my bride... you're still so captivating," he whispered with a satisfied smile.


To save her family, Sophia is sold to Luca Vittorio, a bloodthirsty Mafia Prince notorious for his cruelty and insatiable appetites. He's sleeping with other women even on their engagement day. Sophia plans to play the obedient bride, gain power, and escape. But the deeper she falls into his dangerous world, the more she realizes she's sinking—heart and soul—into the deadly allure of the one man she swore to destroy.

"Harrison, save me!" I clung to the phone, my last thread of hope trembling in my voice.

After a pause, a sweet, syrupy voice came through: "Luci, Harrison just finished with me. He's too tired to move right now." Summer's words dripped with venom. "If you have any self-awareness at all, stop bothering him and just go die!"

I'm Luci Lane. I once loved Harrison Forrester with everything I had—from age seventeen until the day I finally gave up. I followed him for years, proposed to him, even got a marriage certificate with him. But in his eyes, I was nothing more than an annoying pest he couldn't shake off.

The night we accidentally slept together, he left before dawn and never mentioned it again. I became pregnant with his son, Eden, but before I could tell him, I was kidnapped to Villa Coronela in South America. For three years, I endured hell—torture, branding, near-death experiences—while Harrison never came looking for me. Because to him, I had simply "run away from the wedding."

When I finally escaped and returned to Los Angeles, I wanted only one thing: divorce. But Harrison had other plans. His beloved Summer needed a kidney transplant, and he decided mine would do perfectly. He forced me onto an operating table, ready to carve out my organs for the woman he truly loved.

What Harrison didn't know was that the woman he'd been desperately searching for these past three years—the one whose scent he couldn't forget, the one who'd made him tremble that night—was me all along.

Now he's realized his mistake. Now he says he loves me. Now he's begging for forgiveness.

But as I told him: "You're really out of luck, because I will never love you again for the rest of my life."

Some hearts, once broken, can never be mended. Some second chances come too late.

Yet as I walked away from him that night, I didn't see the way his hands trembled, or the desperation growing in those deep blue eyes. I didn't know that Harrison Forrester—the man who controlled an empire, who never begged for anything—was about to do something that would change everything.

Because some men don't know what they have until it's gone. And some will burn the whole world down trying to get it back.

When a disgraced socialite is forced to stand in for her runaway twin sister at the altar, she finds herself bound to the "Executioner of Wall Street"—a man who knows she’s an impostor but intends to own her anyway.

Sandra Vance was always the "backup" daughter, living in the shadow of her perfect twin, Elena. But when Elena vanishes on her wedding day to the ruthless billionaire Alexander Draken, Sandra is forced behind the veil to save her family from financial ruin. She expected a cold contract; she didn't expect a husband who sees right through her disguise and finds the "wrong" sister far more intoxicating than the right one. In a world of predatory mergers and high-stakes scandals, Sandra must play the part of a billionaire’s wife while hiding a secret that could destroy them both.

Lucas: “You need the money, and I need a wife to shut my grandmother up. We’re a perfect match—don’t overthink it.”
Sophia: “You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet. Where’s the romance?”
Lucas: “I’m offering a solution, not a fairy tale.”
And that's how Sophia Lane got married to the Cruel CEO of Davenport and Co multi billion company, because of money and a burning hope to save her younger brother and selling her happiness as well.
But will she be able to tame the heart of her husband who is dead set on finding the woman Sofia Lang, who saved his grandmother from imminent death, but is unaware that he had already found her.
And when Lucas finds out the truth, can his sincerity be enough to heal the heart of an angel he broke intentionally

For fifty thousand years, the Immortal Realm has feared the return of Vaelric, the Demon Lord—the God of Destruction and Death.

Hidden within the imperial palace since childhood, Alyssa has lived as both prisoner and weapon. Her blood can awaken the Demon Lord, while her soul is the only force capable of destroying him forever.

But when fate binds her to both the feared Demon Lord and the divine God of War, long-buried truths about the Great War begin to surface. The history she was raised to believe may have been built on a devastating lie.

Now two gods claim her heart. One seeks to burn the world to the ground. The other will sacrifice everything to save it. Neither is willing to let her go.

Trapped between duty and desire, destiny and free will, and three souls within a single body, Alyssa must answer the question that will decide the fate of the Immortal Realm:

Which love is fate? Which love is sacrifice? And which choice will rewrite the end of the world?

“My sister escaped this marriage. Now you will take her place.”

My family thought they were sending a useless Omega to die beside a cursed Alpha.

They were wrong.

I arrived at Silvermoon Pack as a replacement bride, expecting cruelty from Kyle—the infamous Alpha who lost his wolf, his power, and half his face after a betrayal.

Instead, I discovered a powerful man trapped inside a broken body. A man who protected me from his own pack, gave me his trust little by little, and awakened a bond neither of us could deny.

While I fight to heal his poisoned body, I uncover a conspiracy hidden inside Silvermoon’s walls. Someone wants Kyle dead. Someone fears the power growing inside me.

Because I am not the worthless Omega they believed me to be.

And when my true identity is revealed, the entire werewolf world will have to bow before the bride they underestimated.

The ruthless Lycan king never anticipated the feelings for her.

He murdered her parents and kidnapped her—she was supposed to be a tool for his kingdom's empowerment. Now, he'll stop at nothing to protect her, even if it means spilling blood.


A figure waited in the shadows. He smirks upon hearing that a baby girl had been born of both a Kolana wolf and a Mattra wolf. He had in his mind to kidnap the baby and kill the parents, the whole pack, if necessary. He knew this baby could bring him more power than ever imaginable.

He drew his dagger out of its sheath on his hip and struck fast swiftly and quietly plunged the dagger into the Alpha's heart and turned his attention to the Luna.

He smiled and disappeared into the shadows with his prize.


He named the baby girl Symphony.

By the time that Symphony was quickly becoming an adventurous child. She had grown an attachment to Alexander over the past year and soon followed him everywhere. She loved to sit in his office while he was working.

He hated the fact that things had begun to change in his mind about her since she was growing up.

Knowing that he caused Symphony pain was more than he could stand. He really was starting to care for her more than just the need for power but as someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

He didn't understand these feelings. This felt stronger than that.

If Lycans could have mates, Alexander swore this is what it would feel like.


Symphony is a wolf who is the only one of her kind, a hybrid Kolana/Mattra wolf. She has special abilities that put her in the crosshairs of many who want to use her because of her powers.

Alexander is the king of the lycans who kidnapped Symphony as a baby, using her powers to make him the most powerful and feared king and rule the world.

Kara Hom's life crumbled when her husband rejected her and demanded a divorce, no less than for his best friend. Shattered, she left the pack, carrying a big secret: she was pregnant with twins. Stefan Cox, the Alpha of the Pure pack, is a handsome and wealthy man, owner of one of the country's most recognized businesses.

He's recognized and loved worldwide in the world of werewolves, but not everyone respects him. He has lacked nothing in life: not money, loyalty, or power. But when Kara's best friend entangled him in lies and seduction, he left Kara, his greatest love. What will happen when Stefan discovers Kara is pregnant? Will he search for her? Will he regret his decision? What will Kara do if Stefan uncovers her secret?

Seraphina never believed in fate until the night her mate rejected her.
Alpha Xander Blackwood, the most feared Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, looked her in the eyes and shattered her world with a single word “Rejected.”
But fate does not accept rejection. Not from an Alpha King.
The moment Xander breaks the bond, a dark and ancient curse awakens inside Seraphina binding her body, her wolf, and her soul to the very man who wants nothing to do with her. Each time she tries to run, the curse drags her back. Each time she tries to forget him, the bond reminds her who she belongs to… painfully.
Xander believes she is weak.
He believes she is unworthy of his throne or his heart.
He believes rejecting her protects them both.
Yet with every breath he takes, the curse tightens its grip on him.
Seraphina’s body weakens. Her wolf screams for him. The bond turns into torment. And when she finally collapses under the weight of the curse, Xander is forced to face a truth he has been running from: rejecting her was never strength. It was destruction.
Driven by fear, anger, and something he refuses to name, Xander begins to unravel the ancient secrets behind their bond. Enemies rise from the shadows, hungry for Seraphina’s blood. Pack politics shift. Old prophecies resurface. And through it all, the Alpha who once rejected her finds himself craving her touch, her scent, her presence… and her forgiveness.
To survive, Seraphina must uncover the truth behind the curse, claim the power hidden inside her, and decide whether the Alpha who broke her heart deserves a second chance.
Because destiny may have bound their souls
but only she can decide their fate.
Do you think this is going to work out for them?

“Don't talk to strangers at restaurants or bars.”
“There we are now friends and not strangers.”
He smelled so good in this close proximity. I had dreamed about him since that first time on my 21st birthday. Seeing him every year would make that dream appear again and again. Each time more passionate than the last. It was almost humiliating to think of all the dirty scenarios that I played in my head with him while I dreamed, causing me to wake up with soaking panties. The thought made me smile nervously and my panties wet.


For years they heard stories from their grandmothers about the fated rune sexmates. Though none of them truly believed it, fate would show them that it was true.

Amelia and Patrick did not know after crossing paths that fate would lead them back to one another over and over again until they finally made the bond. Discovering the runes on one another's bodies during a night of passion, they soon realized that they were connected on a deeper level. They were fated to meet and become sexmates. Little did they know the journey that would be ahead of them to break a curse from their ancestors. Follow along as they meet the other sexmates that will help them break the curse.

"Come to me." He sneered, sniffing her throat as she flinched.

"No I won't."

"Why?"

"Because I hate you." She spat at him and he flinched, retreating back with a curse.


"He will fall in love with her, but she will hate him. She would be the lowlest of beings but he would crave her touch. She is his antidote, his cure, that he can never have. He will be a blasphemy to his generation, she would be the one to redeem him. He is the cursed one."


Adolph Caeser is the largest wolf of his kind.

A born werewolf, and Alpha of his pack.

To the outside world, he is a billionaire, a playboy and a womanizer.

To those who know him, he is the Alpha and leader of the Keanu Clan.

For years, he has been searching for his mate.

Moon have risen and risen, years and days have gone, but he has not met the one.

On an icy trip to Alaska he meets a battered lady, he takes her in without knowing she is a witch.

She and she alone has the answer to the pain he has held in his heart.

She alone knows where the long awaited one is.

She alone holds the key to his curse.

WOLVES WERE THE ENEMY…

Everyone in town knew that. They hunted and killed all humans and that’s why we had surrounded ourselves with the wall.

To keep them out. To keep us safe.

Only I wasn’t safe, because I was pretty sure one was stalking me.

When he finally came for me, and dragged me away from my baby brother I knew my life would never be the same again.

I expected death, I even welcomed it because anything was better than living with them but what I didn’t expect was for there to be TWO OF THEM.

Two alpha werewolves , who both claimed I was theirs.
Theirs to command, theirs to use, theirs to break.

Thrust into a world I didn’t know, I only had one choice , succumb or be killed

The Alpha Heir finds me, lost, broken, and with no memory. He is my destined mate, the one who should have saved me.

But he rejects me for another.

His wolf, however, can’t let me go.

He locks me up, tries to control me, tries to force me to be his again.

But he doesn’t know what I know.

Someone stronger, more powerful, is coming for me.

And no one will stand in their way.

Love can bind. Love can break. Sometimes, it even curses.

In this haunting anthology of paranormal romance and horror, six interwoven tales explore the beautiful, brutal, and often terrifying power of desire. From ghostly lovers to deals forged with death, from divine destinies to deadly obsessions, each story pulls a thread tighter in a tapestry of secrets, sacrifice, and unholy passion.
Story One: Seven-A sorority sister’s twisted “gift” tears a sacred sisterhood apart.
Story Two: Ghosted-A first grade teacher falls for a awkwardly charming stranger—who died years ago.
Story Three: Femme Fatale-A seductive killer unspools the truth behind her blood-stained love affairs.
Story Four: The Saboteur's Heart-A billionaire Athlete plot's to win the nerdy girl’s heart—no matter the cost
Story Five Mercy: A dying man meets Death... and recognizes her face.
Story Six: The Chosen Four- Four girls are chosen by God for a mission that will determine the fate of Earth

Six strings bind them. One curse connects them all
(Mature) (18+)(Trigger Warnings)

"What have you done to me, Alicia?" I closed my eyes, feeling her warmth on my hands as I caressed her cheeks, sliding my fingers through her hair and sniffing her vanilla fragrance until it filled my whole body. My eyes turned red as I looked at her sexy collarbone to her neck.

"Hmm…" She moved her head sideways, still inside the dream I created for us. "Aki…hmm…ohhh…"

My heart stole a beat when I heard her say my name. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. When I opened my eyes, she was still moaning about my name.

I found myself sniffing her hair until my mouth reached for her neck. I licked it…positioning my fangs…

Akihiro is a pureblood vampire who has been living for a hundred years. He is the next in line to be the King of the Vampires so through the years he focused on being the greatest of all pureblood vampires and trained himself. His family has been ruling an Old Town in the countryside where they built a day class and night class, dividing the vampires and humans.

Alicia is a normal university student, top of her class, soon to be doctor, and a part of the drama club where Akihiro formed it. Her family moved to the Old Town when she was in high school due to some personal reasons she isn’t aware of. But, soon she will find out that it is all connected to Akihiro, the man she hates.

Falling in love with a human is forbidden especially when he is the next king of the pureblood vampire. Well, if that was the case, Akihiro is willing to let go of his throne. However, Alicia is no ordinary human. She is the daughter of the strongest vampire hunter clan who had been their family's rival for a thousand years. Will their love with each other win or is it still their blood against their beating heart?

I was born into blood. Into power. Into a family that calls me the curse.
My fate? To marry the son of our enemy.
My rebellion? To lie—and claim I was in love with Kian O’Sullivan.
Now the lie is my prison.
Kian isn’t my savior. He’s a wolf dressed in silk, a monster with grey eyes who would rather break me than hold me.
But when the bullets start flying and our enemies circle closer… he’s the only one standing between me and death.
And maybe the only man dangerous enough to make me beg for it.
NOTE: This is a DARK ROMANCE story. It includes disturbing content like: Extreme violence, torture, degradation, BDSM, drugging, Somnophila, self harm. Sexual assault and group sex(not including the main leads). Both main leads are red flags!

I used to be a national gold medalist in ballet.
Now I’m the 210-pound laughingstock the whole school gawks at.
I starve myself till I pass out, train so hard my knees bleed, and still the weight keeps piling on like it’s got a personal grudge.
Till the day I hear my best friend cackling in the equipment room, voice shaking with laughter:
“No matter how hard she tries, her weight will always be three-quarters of Bruce’s!”
Bruce is the 280-pound deadbeat loser who sleeps through half his classes. And me? I’m stuck to him, tied by some sick system I can’t break.
She stole my Juilliard audition direct pass. Paid guys to shove me, call me names, film me tripping over my own feet and post the clips all over TikTok.
She watches me flounder like a beached whale in the mud, barely holding back her snickers.
But she forgot one thing: mountains don’t run from streams.
They wait for the water to crash into them. And shatter into a million pieces.
Guess what? The bet’s on.

Xandra Cavendish never imagined that on the eve of her wedding, her fiancé would deliver her to another man's bed.

Lucius was the first man who didn't flinch at her being a single mom of three—who actually treated her with tenderness.

She'd been ready to give herself to him completely, heart full of hope.

One night of passion.

When Xandra opened her eyes, she found a different man entirely.

The same man who, four years ago...

On the eve of my wedding, I’m kidnapped alongside my stepsister. With a gun to my head, the kidnapper forces my fiancé to choose: her or me. He chooses my stepsister.
Abandoned by my family and stripped of everything, I’m left with nothing.
But then, Dominic Voss, the cold-blooded leader of a dark organization, saves me. “I fell for you at first sight,” he declares. “Be my woman, and I’ll help you get revenge.” With no other options, I agree.
Unexpectedly, Dominic treats me as his one and only, showering me with love and devotion. He confronts my family troubles, punishing my irresponsible father and wicked stepmother.
With his support, I rise from a struggling dancer to a world-renowned artist.
When my ex-fiancé tries to win me back, he’s met with a shocking sight: Dominic publicly proposes!
“Chloe, you’ve loved me for so long…” he begins. I ignoring him, kiss Dominic deeply and respond, “I was blind before, choosing the wrong man, but now I have my true love. Stay away; my husband might just kick your ass.”
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Sold into a marriage with a stranger she'll never meet, Aveline Reeves loses everything. Six years later, one drugged night of desperate passion with Manhattan's most dangerous billionaire changes everything.
She flees his bed, leaving only a priceless ring—never knowing she's just marked herself for hunting.

After the death of her parents, Amelia was broken and trapped. Her loving uncle took her in to take care of her, but her cousins weren’t ready to accept her as family. She dreams of escaping this miserable life and having someone to love her one day, but it seems too impossible.
All this changed when her uncle threw her a surprise party, and she mistakenly stole a kiss from an important, striking but arrogant billionaire CEO. She becomes indebted to this pompous man and she has to pay.
James Parker is a famous billionaire CEO, who is every woman’s dream.
Considering his status and wealth, he wouldn’t let Amelia go scot-free, not after her miserable lips touched his expensive lips. He keeps her close and torments her in different ways for her crime.
What would Amelia do when she has to walk down the aisle to this billionaire just to pay for the mistake she made?
A Naïve Bride for the Sophisticated CEO is created by Authoress Ti Fe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The king is cursed. They say his touch burns. They say no bride survives him.
So when they forced me into another woman’s place, I thought I was being sent to my death.
I was wrong. He touched me… and I didn’t burn.

Now the most dangerous man in the empire won’t let me out of his sight. He watches me. Tests me. Touches me like he’s trying to prove I’m real.

If he discovers I’m nothing but a servant, I’ll be executed.
But if he doesn’t… I might become his queen.
And the longer I stay, the more I realize. The curse isn’t just his.
It’s ours.

“You did it yesterday. Heal me again.” Her memory of yesterday was coming back. How could she forget his touch?

“Klishei, I’m sorry. But you will soon drain the power out of me. The full moon will still appear in three days. I have to conserve my power by then.”

“You…what…” Klishei stammered. Her head was already spinning.

Yeseus knelt. “But there is one way where I can make your headaches go away. What you’re feeling is the result of two powers trying to take control over you. The constant takeover has messed with the natural state of your body.”

Half of her was full of questions. However, the other half agreed, as if she had known this fact her entire life.

“And…what is this other way?...” She asked, breathing hard. All she could think about was for the pain to go away.

Yeseus snaked his hand over the front part of her panties. His thumb brushed over her mound. Klishei grunted at the friction of his touch against the cloth.
Not only was her head affected but her vision seemed to be in trouble as well. Yeseus’ irises were glowing silver and blue.

Just when Klishei was catching her breath, Yeseus inserted a finger inside her.

“Oh my gosh!” She shouted.

“Relax, I have not penetrated you yet.” His voice was now a little husky.

As he pulled and pushed his finger, Klishei’s body was arching against him but he pinned her tightly against the couch. Then, his movements gradually picked up.

“Yeseus!”

“That’s right. Scream if you can. That will make you cum faster.”

When you find out, he was the man you were arranged to be with, he was the villain you've always heard about and ran from. And worst of all, you realise you've been deceived since you set your eyes on him.

Elysian, an heiress flees her powerful vampire clan from an arranged marriage, vanishing into a human city to pose as an ordinary student.

But beneath her flawless façade lurks a predator who punishes bullies and sinners without mercy. Students vanish and rumors spread and whispers of death follow her every step.

Her secret? She’s a vampire. And the one person who might expose or destroy her is the school’s mysterious hit teacher… who she was so obsessed with and who just happens to be her fated mate.

Her dirtiest secret? she kills anyone who goes near her mate.

Merri Khate Manalo works as the secretary for Evan Alexander Virkin, a heartless, arrogant, demanding, nonchalant, and perfectionist boss. Unfortunately, she is stuck with a boss like him. To make matters worse, her parents died in a car accident, leaving her with ten million pesos in debt.
With her savings gone, she was evicted by her landlady and pursued by loan sharks. As if that wasn’t enough, her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend. Merri was on the verge of losing her mind! She had lost her parents, her home, and her money. On top of that, she was betrayed by the people she trusted the most.
Just when she was about to lose faith in life and faced a near-fatal accident with a truck, her boss surprisingly came to her rescue. Even more shockingly, he proposed marriage to her!
“You need help. So do l. My bride ran away with a random man. So, l need a substitute bride, marry me, and you will get everything you need,” he said.
“Not only that, you will have a place to stay. If you live with me, they can’t harm you. So, will you marry me, Merri?”
Is marrying her boss a blessing or another disaster? They are fundamentally different from each other, and she cannot imagine being with him. However, given her circumstances, she knows she cannot be picky. If she is, she might end up either homeless or a companion to an old and ugly loan shark leader. Plus, she can’t stand facing insults from her traitorous ex and former friend. Becoming the substitute bride of her heartless boss might just be the best choice for her!

For seven years, Elara sacrificed her blood to her wolf family, only to be betrayed by her husband and own child for a fake savior and a handful of candy. She abandons all love, awakens her ancient vampire queen power, and delivers brutal, unforgiving karmic punishment to everyone who drained and deceived her. No forgiveness, only eternal solitude atop her blood-stained throne.

My sister ran away the night before her wedding, so I had to take her place and marry Damian Kovac, the city's most feared don.
I figured he'd throw me in the harbor out of pure rage. Instead, the man wouldn't even touch me.
A month in, still sleeping in the guest room.
I wasn't my sister's level of charming, but I wasn't hard to look at either. And this man couldn't spare me a single glance?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I grabbed the divorce papers I'd already drawn up and stormed toward his study.
Right as I raised my hand to knock, I caught his childhood friend's voice through the door.
"You moved heaven and earth to get the woman you've been hung up on, and now you're icing her out? Didn't think I'd live to see the day."
My hand froze.
The woman he'd been hung up on?

When the universe undergoes a brutal digital integration, Earth is dismantled and compressed into ,The Crucible—a colossal, 100-floor vertical mega-dungeon governed by a faceless, ruthless System AI. In this new reality, humanity is treated as a harvestable resource, forced to fight monsters and climb floors under rigid, gamified laws where a single mistake means permanent erasure.

Enter Julian Vance, a brilliant but physically weak data analyst. Unlike standard warriors who rely on brute-force magic, Julian unlocks a rare, passive class archetype: The Resourceful Climber, driven by a hyper-analytical mind and an anomalously high Savvy attribute. Julian can see the raw code underlying reality, allowing him to spot hidden system bugs, structural glitches, and environmental vulnerabilities.

His life gains a desperate purpose when he witnesses the tragic sacrifice of Lyra Thorne, a powerful Sentinel warrior. Driven by a profound attachment to her, Julian uses his deep understanding of the system's mechanics to intentionally trigger a fatal data-overflow error. Instead of dying, he forces a localized timeline rollback, keeping his memories and his permanent Savvy stat while the rest of the world resets.

To save Lyra from her scripted deaths, Julian must exploit ,The Core Loophole. He uses outside-the-box creativity to turn the glitched environment into a weapon, outsmarting elite monsters and corrupt player guilds. However, the System AI is actively learning from his resets. With every loop, a new "Server Patch" is deployed, rewriting dungeon layouts and closing his safety loopholes. Julian must outpace a learning machine, master forbidden glitch-crafting, and build an independent empire to break the time loop and challenge the higher-dimensional architects of reality itself.

A wedding forged in vengeance, where love is the only risk they never planned for.
"Let's get married," Mia says, her voice trembling despite the fire in her eyes as she meets Stefan's guarded gaze. She needs this—needs him—even if he looks at her like she's just another complication.
Stefan arches a brow, unimpressed. "And why would I do that?"
"We both know what it's like to be betrayed by the men who raised us," she replies, refusing to back down. "They stole our birthrights and handed them to someone else. The only difference is… you're the illegitimate one. I'm not."
He studies her—this heiress in designer armor, hiding rage beneath polish. "So your grand plan is a wedding band as revenge?"
"No," she says, stepping closer, close enough for him to smell the jasmine and gunpowder. "It's the only weapon they won't see coming."
Their fathers built empires by manipulation and control. Now, their children are making a vow—to burn it all down.
Two shattered heirs. One dangerous alliance. A marriage built on vengeance.
Mia Meyers was born to inherit her father's empire—until he handed it to his bastard son instead. Stefan Sterling knows rejection too well, discarded by a father who only valued power. Now, these rivals-turned-co-conspirators hatch a plan: marry for revenge, crush their fathers' legacies, and take what should've always been theirs.
No love. No feelings. No divorce.
But as lines blur between strategy and obsession, the real question becomes: can two enemies survive a marriage built not on trust—but on spite?