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Mistake.

That was all it took to ruin Violet Brooks’ life.
She had been an ordinary college girl in Virginia—until one night she drank too much and ended up in a situation she could barely remember.

Weeks later, she found out she was pregnant.
She didn’t know who the father was.

When her parents found out, they didn’t try to understand. There was only anger, disappointment, and words that made home feel unbearable. Violet couldn’t even return to school. The thought of whispers, stares, and silent judgment was too much.

So her parents made a decision for her.
They sent her away.

Violet was forced to leave Virginia and start over in Brooklyn with her aunt, expected to erase everything like it never happened.

She tried.

She kept to herself, applied to a new university, and told herself this was a second chance. After giving birth, she returned to school, determined to rebuild her life quietly.

But Hawthorne University was not what it seemed.

There were rumors about a group called The Red Pen. No one knew who they were. No one had seen their face, but everyone feared them.
It was said that once they wrote your name down… your fate was sealed.

Violet didn’t believe in rumors.

Not until her first day.

That night, she saw something she wasn’t supposed to see.

If she had left earlier… if she had chosen a different path… none of it would have happened.
But she didn’t.

And now, there was no undoing it.

Her fresh start was over before it truly began.

Because Violet Brooks had just made a mistake—

One far worse than the first.

“Please….I won’t tell anyone. Please!” Begged jianna. As she walks backwards with her hands in front of her for protection.
“You’ve seen too much” Sebastian growls. “I can’t let you out of this building. I’m sorry” said Sebastian as he walks towards Jianna
“People will be looking for me. You can’t do this!” As she keeps on backing up until she realized she’s backed to a wall with nowhere to run.
“What people? You don’t have “people” “ said Sebastian with a grin that reminded her of The Joker in the Batman comics. “No one will be looking for you. I made sure of it” whispers Sebastian in her ear as he corners her with both arms.
————————————————————————————————————————-Jianna has always been a strong, independent and resourceful woman. She may not remember her past due to an accident when she was 10, but she’s making it up by living her life in the present. At least she was until she came across the path of multi-billionaire genius, Sebastian Cross. A playboy, genius, eccentric CEO of Cross Industries who doesn’t take no for an answer. He hires her as an assistant and has since been running her raged. Until one day, she discovers Sebastian’s biggest secret. Will she tell Sebastian about her discovery or will she just keep letting him push her around? And who are these mysterious individuals that seem to keep on showing up in Sebastian’s office and how do they fit in the puzzle?

A modern day twist of what really happened between Little Red Riding Hood, her Grandmother, and the Wolf.
What if the story was all wrong?
What if a Curse brought them together?
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"What are you?!" I shrieked. My mind trying to figure out ways to escape. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, which caused shivers to roll down my spine.
"I'm your big bad wolf, and your my little red" he said smirking.

"I want you to marry me."
My eyes immediately widened as soon as I heard that from him.
"After three months, we'll file a divorce and pretend nothing happened. Deal?"
"Deal."
I am MoonLeigh Fuentes, a simple poor girl who never cared about anything but to be successful in life and give my family a good life.
My life has changed since the day that I met this cold-hearted CEO named Leon Dompteur. He is none other than my boss, and I married him for the money.

In the mist-choked Appalachian valley of Red Hollow, Wren Calloway lives a quiet life tending bees alongside her enigmatic father—until their hives fall suddenly, unnaturally silent. When her father vanishes without a trace, he leaves behind a hidden journal that reveals a devastating truth: their family is part of an ancient lineage bound to contain the Reeping, a supernatural force born from the mountain’s accumulated grief.

As the Reeping begins to stir, Wren learns it is not a creature to be fought, but a wound in the world—one that feeds on sorrow and threatens to consume everything if left unchecked. Following her father’s final clues, Wren and her closest friend Caleb descend into the abandoned Blackwood Colliery, where reality fractures and the mountain itself begins to speak.

Inside the Heart of the Mountain, Wren discovers the truth of the Guardians: they do not destroy the Reeping—they become vessels for it, absorbing its grief to preserve the balance between the living world and the ancient power beneath it. Faced with the weight of her inheritance, Wren must choose between a life of her own… or a sacrifice that will bind her to the mountain forever.

As Wren merges with the Reeping, she transforms its hunger into something new—reshaping it from a force of destruction into one of protection. Red Hollow begins to heal, its long-held darkness lifting at last.

But peace comes at a cost.

“Are you making an offer?”
“Careful, Charmeze, you are playing with a fire that will burn you to ashes. ”
She had been one of the best waitresses who had served them during the Thursday meetings. He is a Mafia boss and a vampire.
He had liked having her in his lap. She felt soft and round in all the right places. He had liked it too much, which had become clear, as Millard had called her over to him. Vidar’s instinct had been to object, to keep her in his lap.
He took a deep breath and took another hit of her scent. He would ascribe his behavior during the night to the long time he had been without a woman, or a man, for that. Maybe his body was telling him it was time to indulge in some depraved behavior. But not with the waitress. All his instincts told him that would end up being a bad idea.


Working at 'The Red Lady' was the salvation Charlie needed. The money was good and she liked her boss. The only thing she stayed away from was the Thursday club. The mysterious group of hot men that came every Thursday to play cards in the back room. That was until the day she didn't have a choice. The moment she laid eyes on Vidar and his hypnotic ice-blue eyes, she found him irresistible. It didn't help that he was everywhere, offering her things she wanted, and things she didn't think she wanted but needed.
Vidar knew he was gone the moment he saw Charlie. Every last instinct he had told him to make her his. But there were rules and the others were watching him.

After being sold into slavery by her own mother, Umara is taken to the capital of the Kurani Empire where she will be rescued by whom she believes to be a prince.

The long journey and the hardships make him lose consciousness and when he wakes up he finds nothing more and nothing less... than in the Emperor's harem!

Trying to stand by her beliefs, she will be involved in a series of dangerous events, as she accidentally discovers that someone is trying to poison the emperor and his wives.
She earns the enmity of Lady Cassandra, the Emperor's first wife, who will try by all means to get rid of her.

“I’ve lived with that guilt every single day.”

Lila swallowed hard. Her world felt disoriented with memories of her sister, the lingering grief, the recent attacks all blended into a suffocating haze.

Beckett continued, quieter now. “I am twenty-six years old. Young and naive as a professor. And this campus...” He gave a hollow laugh. “It’s full of people who would love to get rid of me. Students who resent strict grading. Colleagues who think I got my position too early. Some who believe I’m arrogant. Some who simply don’t like me.”

His eyes sharpened, steady but tired. “So yes. Anyone could be the killer. And anyone could be trying to frame me. Or frame Damian. Or frame anyone close to this case.”

Lila’s heartbeat grew loud in her ears.

Her mind raced.

Damian said Beckett wasn’t the killer. Mara said Beckett was suspicious.
Mercer said Beckett was dangerous.

At Halden University, the murders follow a deadly rhythm, one red-haired girl every month, each found with a single rose placed in her hand, each killing more vicious than the last.

Lila Rowan arrives a year after her sister’s death, determined to uncover what the police can’t: the identity of the Rose Killer. But the deeper she digs, the more her world begins to tilt. Her sister’s voice slips into her dreams, repeating a warning Lila can’t ignore:

He’s charming. He’s handsome. And he never lets go.

Now every man around her feels like a threat.
The professor whose gaze lingers a heartbeat too long.
The best friend who is trying to protect her.
The other male students who claim to know her sister.

The roses keep appearing.
The bodies keep escalating. And someone is watching Lila, waiting for their moment to strike.

Accidental Marriage with the Mafia Lord

"I wanted to discuss the arrangement between you and your brother." He told her letting his fingers graze the bare skin of her shoulder.

"Okay, so what's the deal then?" She asked giving him a confused look.

"Are you aware of the amount that he owes?" Josiah asked her.

"He said he took out around ten k. I've been able to get about a thousand a week back to the guy so there is only about four thousand left." She said with a shrug.

"Yes, but the thing is, since he was getting repaid regularly, the guy reupped his loan. Your brother borrowed another ten k two days ago. So now there is a total of 14k outstanding on the debt." Josiah said, watching her carefully for her reaction.

"Are you freaking kidding me?!" She finally whirled to face him, her tone furious.

Josiah didn't respond, just watched the vision of her standing in front of him clad in nothing but an almost see through bra and thong with stockings and garter belt. She was standing before him with her hands on her hips, her breasts heaving from her agitated breaths. He quite forgot himself and just stared at her for a moment. She was a very beautiful woman, and he couldn't deny he liked seeing her angry. For a moment she just stared back at him, then seemed to remember herself and retreated across the room to try and compose herself. He let her have her space for the time being.

"So, what do you want from me? "

"Simple, you marry me, I forgive your brother's debts and keep him from doing anything else stupid like getting involved with anyone else," Josiah said.

"Don't come near her again. That is a warning you must not transgress."
"Who the hell you are to say that, huh?!"
Darth stepped closer. "Because she's mine. And I don't share my property with anyone."
"Don't look at him. I'm just here," Darth stated gently to me.
UNHESITANTLY, Darth kissed me


As the wheel of fate keeps rolling, two lovers in the previous life meet again.

Hera, a painter who was crazy for wolgans since her childhood. She liked to collect everything about wolgans for no reason, just like wolgan is part of her life and she couldn’ t live without it. Among all of the wolgans, she picked the red wolgan most. One day, she came to met a new man in the town and something magical happened.

Darth Lancelot, the red dragon-wolf better known as red wolgan—a werewolf with dragon blood, has been stuck in the mortal world for two hundred years. Somehow he keeps being summoned by a human girl to save her from danger. And he found that he was deeply attracted by the girl and felt jealous when someone else stood beside her.

She is his property.
And he doesn't share his property with anyone

Afraah is an eighteen-year-old girl that lives with her stepmother, her three step-siblings, and her biological brother who is a cancer patient. After high school her stepmother couldn’t afford both her school fees and her brother's hospital fees, she had to forsake her college for Khalil to have good medication.

She meets Rayan whose life is hidden, all he cares about is his brother when he finds out that Afraah is his only hope to get his brother to get better, will he toy with her emotions and use her for his selfish needs or will he eventually fall in love with her?

"Phoebe, please be my mistress..." Tyler Hudson stated, following the submission of the report I had been working on since yesterday. As I stared at him in disbelief, the yellow folder he was handing me back lingered in the air. "Excuse me?" I shrieked, my eyes coldly vengeful on him. "Me, your mistress? Oh, come on! You know I'm not that kind of girl, Mr. Hudson!" I exclaimed, my murderous gaze fixed on my boss.

“Don’t worry Miss Stone, you will only act as my fake mistress…” he informed me and I froze on my spot, still shaking my head in response to his offer.

Tyler Hudson, the CEO of Hudson Steel Manufacturing and Industries asked his personal assistant, Phoebe Stone to pose his fake mistress on their company’s Silver Anniversary in order to get revenge and make his ex-wife upset. Scarlet, his wife cheated on him with his closest friend and business partner, Hans Wood. Tyler chose Phoebe out of all the girls around him since he knew that she wasn’t like the other girls who were going crazy over him.

Valeria Whitmore had it all—perfect grades, a flawless reputation, and a boyfriend the school admired. Until one night ruined everything.

A humiliating video of her spreads across the entire school, turning her into their favorite scandal. Betrayed by the two people she trusted most, Valeria refuses to break in front of them. Instead, she flips the narrative and does something reckless.

She kisses Zayne Hayes. The quiet, brooding scholarship student everyone whispers about—the boy who hides behind hoodies and keeps his distance. What begins as a desperate act soon turns into a fake dating deal.

Just when fake starts to feel dangerously real, a new transfer student enters the picture. Rowan Ashford, the son of the school’s owner, who has had his eyes on her long before he transferred. And unlike Zayne, he has no intention of watching from the sidelines.

As secrets resurface and feelings become impossible to ignore, Valeria finds herself trapped between two rivals with a history of their own—both willing to break rules, start wars, and risk everything for her.
In a game that started as revenge, Valeria must decide who she can trust before her heart becomes the next thing shattered.

Amelia Hartley never planned to be someone’s headline, especially not his.

She prefers facts, deadlines, and stories with proof. Fake dating a campus heartbreaker? Not a chance. Especially not Nathan Miller, Fairview University’s hockey captain, notorious bad boy, and constant tabloid favorite.

But when a journalism assignment throws them together, one impulsive public claim turns Amelia into Nathan’s fake girlfriend and drags her into a world of cameras, jealous exes, and rumors powerful enough to end his shot at going pro. The deal is simple: pretend, redeem his broken image, and make her ex regret everything.

The problem? Nathan took things too far, he forgot the rules and fell in love first.

He shows up at her dorm and classes, walks and defends her without hesitation. Looks at her like she’s the only thing that matters. And when a devastating accusation threatens his career, Amelia starts digging, only to uncover truths that change how she sees Nathan, and how deeply she’s already fallen.

Because fake dating was never meant to feel real.
And love was never supposed to hurt like this.

Tyler has been through more than most, and life has never given him a real break. All he wants is to finish his job and figure things out—but one wild trip to Vegas changes everything. He wakes up married to Quin McKenzie, the same man who made his life miserable years back and probably doesn't remember.
Quin is wealthy, controlling, and desperate to keep his inheritance, so he offers Tyler a deal: stay married until he clicks thirty and get paid. Tyler doesn’t trust him, but he needs the money Quin was offering, so he agrees.
What starts as a fake marriage soon turns into something messy and real. Feelings begin to get involved and walls start to crack. Suddenly Tyler is risking his heart for a man he swore to hate.
Now, with secrets coming out and time running out, they both have to decide—is this just a mistake… or something worth fighting for?

"I'm not your fucking mate," I hiss under my breath so other people can't hear me.

"Oh-kay, my fake mate then. We are supposed to make it look real, remember?" Ivy pouts.

"There is no 'we.' You are forcing me to play this game," I say grumpily.

"Heck, yes. And you need to be better at your acting job and pretend to be happy to see me," Ivy says, swinging her braid.

Ivy is wolfless, and she feels the weight of her pack's expectations on her shoulders. As a member of the Hidden Valley Pack, she's expected to find her fated mate and settle down. But even as Ivy approaches her twentieth birthday, she still hasn't found her mate, and her pack members are starting to question her, making her feel like a failure. Desperate to save face, she comes up with a plan to ask the handsome and popular college baseball player and pack Alpha, Ryder, to pretend to be her mate.

When Ivy approaches Ryder with her proposal, he initially scoffs at the idea. But Ivy knows that Ryder has a secret that could threaten his position as Alpha, and she uses this knowledge to her advantage. She makes a deal with Ryder: if he pretends to be her mate, she won't reveal his secret to the pack.

The scholarship understudy in our ballet company was a notorious "clumsy sweetheart."

Right before the Principal Audition, she secretly laced the pain-relief cream she gave me with a high concentration of banned substances.

It led to me being reported for doping. I was expelled from the company on the spot, my reputation was ruined, and my ballet career was completely destroyed.

When I confronted her, she hid in my fiancé's arms, crying so hard she almost passed out.

"Eve, I really just wanted to help you perform perfectly... I'm so stupid, I can't even tell the difference between muscle rub and banned drugs."

My fiancé held her, comforting her, and then yelled at me instead:

"She was just trying to be nice! Why do you have to be so cruel to a young girl?!"

Later, as I spiraled into severe depression, they tricked me into going to the river under the guise of "getting some fresh air."

While my fiancé went to park the car, she took the opportunity to shove me hard off the icy steps, leaving me to drown alive in the freezing river.

When questioned by the police, my fiancé didn't hesitate to commit perjury to clear her name, insisting I had jumped because I couldn't handle the scandal.

I opened my eyes again. I was back to the day before the Principal Audition.

Ivy is wolfless, and she feels the weight of her pack's expectations on her shoulders. As a member of the Hidden Valley Pack, she's expected to find her fated mate and settle down. But even when Ivy approaches her twentieth birthday, she still hasn't found her mate, and her pack members are starting to question her, making her feel like a failure.
Desperate to save face, she comes up with a plan to ask the handsome and popular college baseball player and a pack Alpha, Ryder, to pretend to be her mate.
When Ivy approaches Ryder with her proposal, he initially scoffs at the idea. But Ivy knows that Ryder has a secret that could threaten his position as Alpha, and she uses this knowledge to her advantage. She makes a with Ryder: if he pretends to be her mate, she won't reveal his secret to the pack. Ryder is initially furious with Ivy's blackmail, but he eventually realizes that he has no other choice.
But what will happen when they find that it's more complicated than they thought to keep their feelings in check?

Ava Carter has one goal: survive high school without losing her scholarship. Orphaned and working multiple jobs just to pay her tuition, she’s used to doing everything alone… until the richest boy in school, Ethan, appears in her life.

He’s untouchable, mysterious, and rumored to get anything he wants. And now, he wants her—but not for love. He makes a deal she can’t refuse: pretend to be his girlfriend for one year, and he’ll cover her tuition.

No touching. No feelings. Just a contract.

But the heart doesn’t follow rules. And pretending to love Ethan might cost Ava more than just her pride.

Can she survive a year of fake smiles, whispered secrets, and a boy who refuses to let her go? Or will her heart betray her before the contract ends?

When you attended a wedding,
The groom was your childhood best friend who you haven't seen in yrs,
The wedding stopped when he confessed he's in love with someone else.🤯

Worse still, he walked to you and put his hands on your belly,
"It's okay, honey. I will take care of you and our baby. "
You: WTH? What baby?😤

Our deal was strictly professional: his hands on me for the cameras, my lips on him for revenge.
I'm Olivia Carter, the twin my ex left to marry my sister. He chose perfection. So for his wedding, I'm choosing Rowan Parker—the NHL's most notorious ice captain. He gets a temporary shield from puck bunnies until playoffs. I get a living, breathing weapon to ruin the reception.
The contract is clear: no feelings, and no forgetting the love letters he once wrote her.
Our performance is flawless. Every public touch is a calculated strike. Every late-night strategy session blurs the lines we swore to keep. He's looking at me like I'm real, and I'm starting to forget the word pretend.
This was supposed to be a transaction. A masterpiece of revenge.
Now the only thing at risk of shattering is me.

“Millions of dollars on the table... and you think I’ll let my heir be made in a lab instead of between your thighs?”


Camila Sterling is a liar.
She has to be, if she wants to infiltrate Lucien Hayes’ territory.
He is the ruthless CEO who ruined her life with a night that chained her to a twisted man who calls himself her savior.

Going undercover as an employee of Hayes Corp was step one. She was to blend in, bide her time and wait for her moment… but she ruins it.
Thanks to her impulsiveness and a half-baked plan, she sparks a scandal that lands her in the spotlight as Lucien's girlfriend.

However, Lucien flips the script.

He claims her as his lover, and suddenly, Camila isn’t hiding in the shadows—she’s trapped at the center of a fake romance with the devil himself.

And the closer she gets, the harder it is to tell who’s playing who.
How do you destroy a devil you are starting to crave?

Juniper Hayes survives her senior year by staying invisible—working double shifts at a greasy diner, hiding behind baggy clothes, and avoiding trouble at all costs. Knox Reyes, campus golden boy and star quarterback, lives for attention, power, and short-term flings. They exist in completely different worlds—until a chance encounter pull them together. When Knox needs a fake girlfriend to fix his reputation, and Juniper needs money—and protection from a persistent ex—they strike a deal.
But as staged moments turn into lingering touches and fake kisses feel dangerously real, the lines begin to blur.
Because the invisible girl is finally being seen… And the untouchable playboy may be falling first.

Emily Davis, a new actress, is forced into a contractual relationship with Damien Miller because he threatens to release a video that could destroy her career. She has to take the place of Damien's wife so that the billionaire can take revenge on Victoria's family, who he believes are responsible for his wife's accident.
Playing a person is easy, because that's Emily's specialty.
But what happens when Emily falls in love with Damien because of the way he treats her? Can Emily end her contract relationship with Damien without getting her heart broken? What if Damien likes her too?

A slave, that’s what he called me, what they all called me, his property to do with whatever he wished, and by definition he was right. He owned me.

It began with my ancestors something along the lines of my great great great grandfather owing the stupid warlock a favour and not having the means of paying the conventional way. So, he did what anyone would I suppose, he sold his daughter to him, signed a contract that would give my master full control over her and all her children, then her children’s children and so on. Until me.

When I decided to run away, I met another Alpha who claimed me as Mate.

“Who did that to you?!” He growled deeply, causing me to jump and step back. Alpha scowled menacingly, his eyes skimming over my body in anger, stopping at my neck and wrists.

Why was he so angry?

I looked down at my body, at the old scars and new bruises that lined my petite form, the welts still present on my wrists from the silver chains. This is what happens when Balthazar takes a liking to you, he hurts you, torments you.

“I’m a slave.”

“A slave?” Blue eyes gasped in horror, some of the wolves around us whining.

This is a reverse-harem, coming-of-age story about a girl who discovers her true power when she escapes heartbreak and moves far away from everything she knew in the bustling city of LA, to the wild redwoods of Northern California.

A modern twist on “Little Red Riding Hood,” Rosalynd Reid will need to choose who to love and trust--her hunky werewolf, the reclusive artist billionaire/secret leprechaun, or the wise professor/Coven Leader sent to guide her in the ways of magic.

She will find some parts of magic are beautiful, and others dark. She will learn to love the trees from the local werewolf pack as their future luna, and the ways of earth magic and sexual energy from the witches. Her leprechaun lover will teach her about all the hidden riches in the community and will open her eyes to the exciting lifestyle of a country billionaire.

In the end, after many trials, adventures, and flirtations, she will discover her power and find true happiness with the men of her dreams.

Trying to hide herself from the banquet she didn't ask to attend, Amara escapes to the balcony only to find a terribly handsome man smoking there. She ends up spending a passionate night with him. His touches leave her craving for more, but despite trying everything she can't find him. Well...that's until she is married to his younger brother.
After being denied of the affection and attention she should receive as his wife she finally caves into her brother-in-law's touches. As sinful as it is, she doesn't want to get out of it, not even when her husband wants her back!!

"I won't agree to it!" Amara said trying to keep her voice firm, even when her insides were squirming.
"Oh you will, when I make you bend over the sink and fuck you like the desperate slut you are!!" He whispered in her ear, his fingers already making the way to her drenching core.

“You were never meant for him,” his voice was a dark promise, his fingers tilting my chin up. “You were meant for me.”

Elara spent her entire life as a human outsider in a world ruled by supernatural beings. When she discovers that she is the fated mate of Rael, the ruthless and possessive heir to the supernatural elite, she is thrust into a dangerous world of power, blood, and betrayal. Bound to him by an unbreakable force, she struggles to resist the pull of their connection.
But Rael isn’t the only one who wants her.
There’s another—Kian, a rebel in the shadows, a man who stands against everything Rael represents. Mysterious, defiant, and fiercely protective, he offers her a different kind of freedom. A choice. A love that isn’t bound by fate but by desire.
With war brewing between the supernatural elite and the rebellion, Elara is caught between two powerful men—one who claims her by destiny and one who challenges her to defy it.
But in a world where love can be a weapon, and loyalty is a dangerous game, the real question isn’t who she will choose.
It’s whether she will survive long enough to make that choice.

I felt my life begin to flash in front of my eyes as Gerald squeezed my neck harder and harder. For someone his age, he sure was strong. I was gasping for air, trying to find the words that he wanted me to say but not having enough oxygen to say them out loud.

“C-can’t breath,” the words finally escaped my mouth as I clawed at his fingers wrapped around my neck to let me go.

He slowly eased his hold on my neck just enough that I could make coherent sentences. “That should be enough for the little pet to answer my questions and leave a mark for my son to see.”

“I don’t know where or who I am other than my name and the fact I am a wolf shifter,” the words left my mouth. “I didn’t know anything about being a wolf shifter until I met Aidan and he taught me everything I know. I-I have no family and he insisted I come back with him. I swear I didn’t do anything to him.”

A sinister laugh escaped Gerald’s lips which were so close to my ear, his minty breath fanning my neck. “Of course, no one can fool Aidan and he’s not one to show mercy or pity to a stray which leaves me to wonder just what it is about you that made him make the choices he’s made.”

“He said something about me being his mate.”

The fate of the Lycans hangs in the balance and only one lycan can save them.

Waking up alone, naked and covered with blood, Jemila has no recollection of who or what she is, much less any knowledge of the Lycan community.

But after meeting Aidan, she's thrown into a world unknown and learns secrets of a prophecy that will break the Lycans forever if their saviour doesn't appear soon. But why then does she keep having dreams of the end of a community she's come to accept while trying to remember who she is? Is she the key to everything? The saviour the prophecy spoke of?

With jealousy thrown into the mix, will Jemila be able to remember who she is before everything crumbles and turns into another forklore?

I’m a dedicated surgeon who once gave up everything for love. I married my childhood sweetheart, only to discover he’d been cheating on our anniversary with my stepsister. I was gaslighted, betrayed, and even hurt by him, while my family took his side and blamed me for everything. I’d had enough. I signed the divorce papers, applied for a three-year overseas program, and decided to walk away from this toxic life. Before I start over, I exposed their ugly truth at their engagement party — no more silence, no more pain. This is my journey of breaking free from a broken marriage, regaining my dignity, and rebuilding my life from zero.

"I’ll give you my body." The words tasted like poison, but I had no choice.

I stood on the ledge of the window, trembling in my slip, the shredded remains of my gold wedding dress lying on the floor behind me. I had just escaped a forced marriage to a man I loathed, only to land straight into the territory of the devil himself.

Luciano Rocco. My childhood enemy. The man who wanted my family dead.

He looked at me with those cold, predator eyes, his hands in his pockets, unbothered by my desperation. "I’m not interested in your body, Valeria," he whispered, leaning closer until his breath ghosted against my ear. "I’m interested in making your life a living hell."

He didn't want sex. He wanted my soul. He wanted to use me to destroy my father. And I let him. I signed the contract.

183 days. That was the deal. I would be his fake fiancée to save myself from my father's wrath. But I didn't expect him to drag me back to the wedding hall, gun in hand, and kiss me in front of everyone just to prove a point.

"As of this moment, you are dead to me," my father spat.

Now I’m trapped in Luciano’s mansion, wearing his mother’s ring. He watches my every move. He taunts me. But when an assassin tried to kill him in my bedroom, I took the bullet for him. Why? Why did I save the monster who swore to break me?

And now, he’s sent my father a gift. A box containing the assassin’s severed head.

"You’re mine, Valeria," he told me, his eyes dark with a promise of violence. "You are not permitted to die until I say so."

I thought I was playing a game of survival, but I fear I’ve just walked willingly into a trap I can never escape.

Ava Monroe was made for the spotlight, a basketball star with trophies and talents, she's at the top of her game until a scandal, caused by her ex boyfriend, Chase Maddox, threatens to end her career.
To save her brand and her career, she agrees to one crazy solution: a fake engagement, but not to just anyone, to Noah Lark, her quiet, reclusive childhood best friend who she hadn't seen in years.
Now, they’re back in each other’s lives, playing a new kind of game, public kisses, viral moments, a staged romance the whole world is falling for. Everyone thinks they’re soulmates but behind the cameras, Ava’s training for a comeback and Noah’s falling harder than he should all over again.
Just as the line between fake and real is starting to blur, Chase returns to complicate things, he wants Ava back, at all costs.

Three years ago, to save my Clan Lord husband from a hunter's death trap, I forced him to stop at the border.

Instead, his First Embrace, Seraphina, crossed in his place and was burned to ashes.

Shattered by her death, he suffered a breakdown and was diagnosed with Crimson Frenzy.

For three years, I let him wildly drain my source blood, cheating death in underground clinics countless times.

This time, his violent feeding caused a miscarriage and permanently destroyed my ability to conceive.

Yet, while still in agony and desperate to find him a cure, I overheard his secret conversation with the butler.

"My Lord, Seraphina is still alive. Why keep faking this illness? If the Madame finds out and severs the Blood Pact..."

"Sever it? What right does she have? If she hadn't blocked me back then, Seraphina would never have run off with another vampire. She deserves every bit of this suffering!"

“Marek!”

Straightening, I glared at her. “I think you forgot. I apparently need to remind you.”

“Forgot what?” She was caught between the pleasure and the pain.

“I am a monster. I’m bathed in blood. Molded by it. I’ve been in this filth for much longer than you have been alive, búsinka.”

Her eyes widened. “Marek…”

“You don’t get to run. You don’t get to think you are too damaged. That there is too much blood on your hands or that you are too soulless. I was there first. So don’t you dare shy away from me, zhena…”

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Marek Baranov dedicated himself to his family and the Baranov Bratva. With three older brothers, no one expected him to marry for convenience or to tie the families together. So, he turned his focus to his work, both above ground and under.

When Rosaria Bernardi, daughter of their rival Don Carlo Bernardo, crashes into his world with a death wish, and other option comes to light. He, the only single male in the Baranov family, could make the enemy kneel by marrying their very own princess. There is more than just years of bad blood between them, though.

Despite their differences, the two find common ground in being raised by the underworld. A world forcing them to choose cruelty and blood over everything else. Marriage signed, the two come together and find an unlikely companionship that blossoms into something far more than either of them expected as the threats mount.

Together, they learn to lean on each other. Even when things get messy, bullets fly, and the blood on their hands feels too much to bear.

Rebecca Fuentes is a typical farm girl who got a scholarship from a prestigious school miles away from their village. She's chubby and sexy as how she addresses herself. No boyfriend since birth and has no plans to have one, not until she finishes college and has a wonderful job. But Rebecca's plans and dreams started to change the moment she met the mysterious guy named Linus Damian Welhemton.

She was the eldest daughter of the Collins family, but fate had her grow up in an orphanage until she finally reached adulthood.

Her biological parents suddenly appeared and claimed they wanted to take her back home. Little did she know that their true intention was for her to take the blame for a hit-and-run accident caused by none other than her twin sister, Stella Collins.

Interestingly enough, both sisters were identical twins with even their DNA being an exact match.

Today is the day she is released from prison.

When she just returned home, she saw her boyfriend and sister having sex on the sofa.

What is even more appalling is that her family has coerced her into marrying a terrible man for the sake of her sister. Nicholas Johnson, is blind and violent personality. There were rumors that he had killed five wives, and the five women were abused by him.

However, in fact, he is the most perfect man she has ever seen, and she was even spoiled by him.

"Baby, from now on, no matter who dares to hurt you, I will make sure they have nowhere to be buried.” he said.

Being dumped by my mate, Ethan, on my dream New Year cruise tour was bad enough. Watching him swap spit with Vanessa? Absolute hell.
Enter Lucas—the cocky, sinfully hot hockey Alpha—who claims I’m his mate. But he doesn’t want love; he wants revenge, proposing a fake relationship to rile Ethan. Now I’m stuck sharing a suite with the guy who has secrets of his own. Christmas and New Year on a luxury ship was supposed to be magical…not a steamy, chaotic mess. What could go wrong?

Vivienne has always felt small. At home, she’s trapped in pain she can’t escape. At school, she hides in the shadows, counting the days until she can finally be free. But one choice shatters everything, leaving her broken and more alone than ever.

Then there’s Rafael. Dark. Untouchable. The boy everyone talks about but no one really knows. He should be the last person Vivienne gets close to, yet she can’t look away. He pulls her in with a kind of danger that feels both terrifying and safe, like he sees the parts of her no one else can.

But Rafael carries secrets—secrets that could destroy them both. And the closer Vivienne gets, the harder it is to tell if he’s her way out… or the reason she never escapes.

In my past life, I died on that operating table, watching my husband personally hand my kidney to another woman.
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn—back at our engagement party.
He looked at me tenderly and said, "Marry me."
Without showing any emotion, I played the sex tape of him and my sister on the wedding screen.
I said, "I refuse."

“Dear readers, thank you so much for your support. I’ve fully recovered, and updates will resume tomorrow!”

"Let me go, you are hurting me!" Ana pleaded, wincing as Fernando grabbed her wrist tight.
"Why are you so stupid?" His eyes turned red in anger. "If you had allowed yourself to be bruised, I would have made you regret it."
He raised his hand and touched her cheek, making her flinch. "This face and body of yours is representing Silvia."
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To grant his dying mother’s last wish, Ana must pretend to be his comatose fiancée for three months. In exchange, she gets the money to save her sister's life.
Ana agrees to the strict contract: complete obedience, erasing her own identity, and absolutely no falling in love.
Forced to share a mansion, a fake wedding, and a bed, the lines blur. Yet, Fernando cruelly reminds her of her place: she is nothing but a cheap, disposable replica.
When Ana finally decides to walk away, and his true fiancée is about to awaken, Fernando has already fallen madly in love with the very substitute he tormented...

Sabrina Hart
A privileged woman who was born as an Alpha’s daughter, and a granddaughter of the most notorious mafia boss. She’s beautiful, decisive, and well-respected in their pack. She has everything except love and a husband. Then, she saw Kenneth Mcbride. It was love at first sight but Kenneth despised spoiled-brats. He wanted he could boss around. Knowing this, Sabrina introduced herself as an omega, and pretended to be weak and submissive just to get his attention.

Kenneth Mcbride
He belonged to a conservative and traditional family of wealthy rogues. It was strictly forbidden to bed a woman unless she was the wife. One evening, he was discovered in a compromising position after a woman named Sabrina Hart seduced him into her. He was forced to marry the heroine after compromising her. Because he already had someone he loved, he hated Sabrina very much. He was indifferent to her after the wedding, and he even permitted others to treat her harshly. He only realized his mistake when Sabrina asked for a divorce. Can he win her back?

“Kai,” she warned, voice shaky.

He didn’t stop. His fingers slid lower, brushing against her through the thin fabric of her panties. 

 “You’re wet,” he murmured, almost surprised. “Even when you’re pissed at me.”

Mia's life turned upside down when she signed to fake date Kai the undefeated golden boy charismatic, ridiculously handsome, and the face of Apex Motorsports Academy.  

Until a vicious blog post erupts, grainy photos of him leaving an exclusive gay club surface overnight, sparking scandal and costing him multi-million-dollar contracts. Desperate to save his career and silence the rumors, Kai’s management forces him into a fake dating contract with the one person who despises everything he stands for. And the very person who was behind the blog post Mia Thompson.

When Kai threatens to destroy her future, scholarship, and dreams if she refuses, Mia signs the contract out of desperation trading six months of her life for a quarter million dollars and a chance to secure her mother’s future.

Thrown into a series of red carpet appearances, staged kisses, Mia and Kai are forced to play the perfect couple while secretly hating each other. But as explosive arguments turn into heated tension, fake touches ignite real sparks.And the undeniable attraction burning between two people who were never supposed to fall.

She died once—betrayed, gutted, and discarded like garbage. Now she's back, and revenge is the only thing on her menu.

They took everything from her. Her fiancé handed her to four men while filming the nightmare. Her family signed her organs away before she was even dead. Her sister stole her life, her child, and then watched her rot in a border brothel—five dollars a night.

But fate gave her one chance.

Now she's playing a different game. Not the naïve heiress they remember, but a woman forged in hell—cold, calculating, and dangerously addictive. She'll smile at her enemies while poisoning their wine. She'll crawl into bed with the devil himself if it means burning them all down.

And when the camera lights turn on? They'll finally see the monster they created.

They wanted her dead. Too bad for them—she's already been to hell, and it made her invincible.

My boyfriend of eight years didn’t just leave me.
He left me for my sister.

And then suddenly, they were getting married. I hate being seen as the weakling, the ugly one. So I did what I could.

I made an offer to Liam Carter —my Highschool Bully when we met in Tuscany.

The last person I ever wanted to owe anything to.

We pretend to date for the summer, to make everyone believe I’ve moved on and in return I help with his PR stunt.

It was supposed to be fake.

No feelings. No strings.

Just a deal between enemies with something to prove.

But the more we pretend, the more the lines blur—and suddenly, the boy who once made my life miserable might be the only one who truly sees me.

And the worst part?

I think I’m starting to fall for him.

"Pose for the portrait, Anna."
Her beauty is his golden ticket—her uncle's weapon to amass endless wealth, a cage that locks her in a gilded mansion, stealing her freedom and her hope. She'd given up on being saved, resigned to a life as a pretty, silent prize… until he walks in, dressed in the sacred black of a priest, a disguise hiding his true face.
She feels him the second their eyes meet, a pull so fierce it shatters her numbness. And in his arms, her innocence is not just claimed, but devoured. Now she craves him, more with every stolen touch, every secret whisper in the dark.
But who is this fake priest, hiding behind a cross and a lie? What will her ruthless uncle do when he uncovers the sin blooming in his prison? Will this man be her salvation...or will he become the worst nightmare she's ever known?
FUCKED BY THE FAKE PRIEST—where sacred disguise meets forbidden desire, and salvation is just a sin away.

Slipping into a faux engagement with the one man who still haunts my midnight fantasies? That's the kind of reckless decision that sends shivers down my spine—and it's exactly the offer Jason Shane, my new boss and former high school flame, presents to me. I'm the one who accidentally encounters his smoldering gaze and sculpted physique in the men's locker room, where the steam isn't just from the showers.

The chemistry? It's as palpable as the droplets running down his toned chest. The proposal? A seductive plot to parade as his betrothed to dazzle the company's higher-ups. The payment is generous, tempting, and utterly scandalous. With a racing heart and a whispered "yes," I find myself swept into a world of intoxicating luxury and sinful playacting.

But this retreat is no ordinary affair. Each feigned caress is laced with genuine longing, every pretend kiss laden with real desire. I'm caught in a dance of sensual deception, where every touch is a secret confession of yearning. As the lines between performance and reality blur, the man with the ruthless business edge shows glimpses of the tender lover from my past.

I keep telling myself it's all just a game, that the man who now commands boardrooms can't possibly offer the tenderness I crave. It's supposed to be easy to leave the fantasy behind when the masquerade ends. Yet, with every stolen embrace, I'm left questioning whether this act of passion could lead to a love that's all too real.

I'm stepping into a story where fiery old passions ignite amidst a high-stakes game of love and pretense, testing the boundaries between the facade and the heartfelt. Can I play the part without falling for the man behind the mask?

She has no magic. He has too much. Their fake relationship is the only thing keeping them alive.

Sabrina Pendleton is a Null—born into a powerful witch coven but possessing zero magical ability. Her only weapons are relentless discipline, sports analytics, and the captaincy of Silverlake Prep's basketball team. But when her uncle decrees she'll be forced into an arranged magical marriage on the winter solstice, no amount of strategy can save her.

Until she witnesses Jace Harrington shatter a backboard with hellfire.

Jace is the golden boy of boys' basketball and a secret cambion—half-demon prince of the syndicate controlling the city's underworld. His temper crackles with black flame, and the corporate scouts offering him a multimillion-dollar NIL contract don't believe in demons. They believe in bad investments.

Sabrina offers a transaction: she'll play the wholesome girlfriend to secure his image. In return, dating the town's most famous athlete creates a media shield so bright her coven can't make her disappear. The rules are simple. The feelings are supposed to be fake.

But when they discover their families are conspiring together—a demonic rite and a magical binding set to trigger on the same night, during the televised state championship—their transaction becomes a trap. And if Sabrina can't pull Jace back from the edge, the boy she pretended to love will become the monster that destroys her.

I loved Lia Rockefeller for ten years, and it cost me everything.
When she said the cheerleaders were ganging up on her, I charged in and took the punches for her.
When she cried that her stepsister would ruin her at Yale, I tore up my acceptance letter right then and there.
When she held me tight in the middle of the night and whispered, "I'm so lucky to have you"—I thought it meant forever.
Three months later, I overheard her laughing in the locker room—laughing at me.
"Ian's like a lapdog. So easy to play. Now that Yale spot's open, Emmett can go with me instead."
The bullying was staged. The tears were fake. Those intimate embraces? Just tools to control me—to keep me loyal while she slept with her side piece.
She thought I'd still take a punch for her, even with a broken nose.
She thought I'd never wake up.
I'm awake now.
In her stepsister Serena's bed.

"You're really rude! Be respectful!" Dad said angrily. I smiled bitterly because of what he said.

"Rude? You're the reason I've been rude! If only you hadn't been so selfish, I wouldn't have been that!" I answer back.

"We didn't become selfish children, we did it for you — for your future. We want your life to be peaceful when you graduate." Mom said tearfully.

"Is that your solution for my future? You must be stupid then. I can work after I graduate. What you said is that you did it for yourself-so that you can be even richer and be known by all over the world and- "

“How dare you talk back to your mother!”-Dad.

I winced at what Dad had done. Its the second time he slapped me. I was grabbed by my sore cheek and started crying again. But instead of acting, I wiped away my tears and smiled wryly.

"There you are again. Does it feel good to slap your daughter over and over again Dad? Is it comforting? Because I felt like slapping me is becoming your habit." I said to him. Dad didn't speak right away because of what I said. Mom kept crying as she hugged Dad's arm.

"I'm sorry daughter." Only Dad said. I ignored them and started walking up the stairs. Mom tried to stretch my hand to stop me but I just tapped her and left.

"Do you think you can stop this agreement? Sorry daughter but you have no other way. You need to marry him! Because I say so!" Dad chased after me but I just ignored it. You're wrong Dad, there's still a way.