7513 Book(s) Related to the villainess wants to slim down her husband

Seren Han was just another broke student eating instant noodles and mocking bad romance webnovels online—until a ridiculous accident killed her mid-rant.

When she wakes up, it’s inside the very story she was criticizing. Worse, she’s not the heroine destined for love, but Seren Nightwind, the villainess omega fated for rejection and disgrace at the Mate Ceremony.

And then comes the System.

Quests. Penalties. Ridiculous missions like “Laugh at the heroine” and “Seduce the Alpha.”

Every command pushes her closer to ruin, but refusing carries consequences she can’t ignore.

Trapped between the Moon Goddess’s script and the System’s threats, Seren has only one question:

How do you survive when the story itself wants you to lose?

“I’ll give you anything, Elsa—money, a car, a house, jewelry—just agree to the transplant. Ria really needs it.” I couldn’t believe his audacity. Was this really my husband, trying to bargain my body to save his fiancée?
“Sorry, I’m pregnant. I can’t donate a kidney,” I said, my voice shaky but determined. Anger boiled inside me, but I knew he was powerful. The pretend marriage was over, and his true colors were revealed. Afraid of what he might do to me, I didn’t yell or fight him. I just wanted to escape this nightmare, to break free from this cage I was trapped in.
But his reaction was even more chilling. He looked at me with no emotion.
“We’ll have an abortion.” His words hit me like a bomb. I couldn’t believe how coldly he spoke about ending his own child’s life.

Waking up with boobs, beauty, and deadly lightning powers wasn’t on Abby’s bingo card—but then again, neither was dying of a terminal illness and reincarnating as a bullied noblewoman in a magical kingdom.
Now Lady Abby MacMayer has one goal: live loud, live free, and never be a victim again. With a sword in one hand and sarcasm in the other, she shocks the realm—literally—and catches the eye of the kingdom’s most powerful and brooding mage, Duke Alaric.
He’s duty. She’s chaos.
He trains her to control her power. She ruins his peace of mind.
The sparks? Not just magical.
But when a war brews, a dungeon rift opens, and a prophecy threatens the man she loves, Abby vanishes in battle… only to return years later with no memory and no magic.
Everyone believes she’s lost.
Only the queen knows she remembers everything—and is hiding the truth to protect Alaric from a fate worse than heartbreak.
Lightning may strike twice... but love?
Love will burn through time, lies, and destiny itself.

A bully, a bad boy, and the person she hated most. ONCE AJERK__ALWAYS A JERK? "Marry me. This is the only way you can survive in this world."" He could marry anyone but all he wanted was her, a married woman. Scared but she didn't want him to save her. ""I'd choose de... death rather than be.. being your wife."" She said in a trembling voice. ""Then how about me giving you the sweetest death possible?"" He walked towards her, making her step backwards. ""What?"" Suddenly he kissed her in front of everybody out of nowhere. In the spotlight, he pronounced in front of everyone that she belonged to him but why?
Two years passed, but he did not change at all. How about her? Why did he come back to her life again? After everything that she went through because of him, was not it enough for him? Why did he show up when she was happy and he offered her a contract? She knew that Preston Adam Collymore never had any interest in her then why...

I never believed transmigration was possible because I have only witnessed it in movies or read it in fantasy novels.

And I, Isabella Red or should I call myself Scarlet Aubrielle Elvoi experienced the unknown phenomenon of transmigrating into another world - well not just into another world but into a game that I developed in my previous life!

It honestly took me a few days before I accepted my fate but now that I did, this is only the time that I realized who I have become after I transmigrated into this game that I developed myself.

Scarlet Aubrielle Elvoi, a woman who has silver hair and violet eyes. A perfect face that any man falls in love with, and a stable, powerful, and rich family background that makes them almost on par with the Imperial Family. She is literally a character that is born with a silver spoon in her mouth however the thing is that she is neither the female lead nor just a simple side character.

I cannot help but remember how I actually made the game an end. Again, the game will end when the main characters have already eliminated the final boss - Scarlet Aubrielle Elvoi and that is when they have already beheaded me and extracted all my magical powers, and make it a substance to create a barrier that will protect the whole kingdom from demons for the next five hundred years.

I cannot help but heave a sigh as I think about what will happen to me in four years.

Seriously, I have no issue in transmigrating into a new world because it is better than just dying and going to heaven or hell, and of course, I still want to live a long life because there are still a lot of things that I still want to do. But then again, why the hell have I become the villainess of the game that I created?! For heaven’s sake whoever is behind this should have just made me into the main character or if not just a simple side character that will live her life to the fullest!

And the worst case scenario is the fact that this is actually a romance game that has four routes - routes that are so hard to complete because I made it that way! Scarlet Aubrielle Elvoi - a woman who is literally hated by almost everyone the moment that she started bullying the female lead and was later beheaded by her and her chosen male lead: her entire family also met a tragic end due to the consequences of her actions.

The thing is I DON’T WANT TO DIE!

After learning the hard truth of how her twin sister Dalilah brainwashed and manipulated her mind during thirteen years, turning her into a ruthless assassin who killed hundreds of innocents including her youngest brother and best friend Valerian, twenty-seven-year-old Princess Natasha Nicholai, is executed in front of the Imperial Palace.
Somehow, she gets sent back to the past right before Dalilah started putting her evil string on her mind, to when she was about to turn fourteen, and uses that as an opportunity to not let the past repeat itself, by getting her revenge on her sister and all the people who backed her, and saving her younger brother as well as protecting the innocents she knows will be Dalilah's targets.
But while also going after the truth about who stole her magic when she was 4yo, who sent her back and why did they do that, she will cross paths with Ethan Theodore, a dangerous and full of secrets guy, with ruby-red-eyes and who's destiny is directly linked to Natasha's

She was just a bitter college student defending a fictional villainess online. Now she's waking up as that villainess.

Trapped in the body of Silver Noir, the obsessive wife destined to be executed for a crime she hasn't committed. But survival requires becoming everything she was accused of being. She came here to survive. Not to collect a crown, a vampire, and every powerful man who underestimated her. But if they insist on falling?

She'll let them kneel. How far will she go to survive a story that was never meant to save her?

The Queen of Blades, Rika dies, hoping for a better life for the remaining survivers leaving a ruined world and she regrets not living a long happy and full life before her death. She awakes as a newborn in a strange but peaceful environment, in the same world of the novel Dreaming Kiss. Rika is reborn as Ulrika Vincent and realizes that she's got a scumbag of a Prince to cut out of her new life. And she wants to save her favorite character, Grand Duke Aric Solheim and what better way to do that than have a one night stand with him and get pregnant by him!

Three years ago, I married the man I love most, and I thought we would always be happy for the rest of our lives.

But that woman returned home and my husband's heart was taken from her again.

I was wrongly accused, insulted, and I lost everything, but I still couldn't get his heart back.

I finally decided to get a divorce, but he changed his mind again ......

“My last day?” Ashley echoed, fear creeping into her voice. “What do you mean?”

“Look at me!" Adam shouted. "Do you think I deserve an obese woman like you?” He spat, his face contorting with disgust.

“Me?” she finally managed to whisper, her voice shaking.

Betrayed by her husband and sister on her birthday night, pregnant Ashley Smith is left for dead.

Fueled by anger and a thirst for vengeance, this dead girl is back with a new face and identity, but her quest for revenge might not be as simple as she thought, plus her ex husband likes the body of this new woman and wants her.

Will she be able to get her revenge or will she lose it all again?

And what happens when Prince charming comes her way after she'd sworn never to give love another chance?

It’s true what they say about marriage: one partner’s always happier than the other.

Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage.

The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie’s long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back.

Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan.

Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.

Here is an adaptation crafted in the style of a bestselling contemporary Western psychological thriller or domestic drama hook, using fast-paced, high-tension American English:

For three years, I was the envy of Manhattan’s elite—the untouchable heiress with the flawless life.

My husband? The media constantly fawned over him, dubbing him "God’s gift to women" and the absolute epitome of a perfect gentleman.

Then came the video. The damn video that shattered it all.

Kneeling on the floor, wearing a thick leather collar like a pathetic stray, was the man I had loved deeply for years.

At the other end of the leash stood another woman, the stiletto of her red-soled Louboutin pressing ruthlessly into his cheek.

"Tell me, what are you?" she demanded.

"I'm Mistress Elena's dog," he whimpered. "I just want to get away from Sienna... I'm so sick of that suffocating bitch."

Every vow, every promise we ever made, instantly dissolved into a sick, twisted joke.

But instead of breaking down, I just smiled. And I hit save.

If he wanted to act like a dog so badly, I’d be more than happy to oblige. I was going to make sure he choked on that damn leash.

“I will pay you ten million dollars to be my husband.”

I slammed my hand on the bar counter, desperate to escape my arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Aiden Knight. The handsome bartender with icy blue eyes didn't laugh. Instead, he smirked, leaned over the counter, and whispered, “Deal.”

I thought I had won. I thought I was marrying a simple, broke man to spite my parents. But I was wrong.

My “poor” husband wears limited-edition watches he claims are dupes, drives a car worth more than my apartment, and kisses me with the possessiveness of a king claiming his queen.

Now, the entire city is whispering that my groom looks suspiciously like the man I refused to marry. What happens when I find out the bartender in my bed is actually the billionaire I’ve been running from?

EROTICA ROMANCE.
RATED 18+.

"Oh my God!" I moan.

"Mmm. Your ass is so fucking tight, baby," he says to me.

He starts thrusting in and out of me harder and faster. I throw my head back and moan louder. The sounds of our skin slapping together and our moans fill his little office. I wonder if maybe people can hear us. It's so fucking hot and I can feel myself getting closer again when he pulls out.

I look back at him and he's grinning. He's fucking with me. He puts his cock up to my pussy and thrusts inside of me. Then he pulls out and does it again. I feel him stick a finger inside of my asshole.

"Mmm," I'm loving this. Every damn second is pure ecstasy. I find that I already want to come again.

He's fingering my asshole and fucking my pussy and the feelings mixed are amazing. I reach around in front of me and begin to rub my clit.

"Are you gonna come again baby?" he asks.

"Yes," I moan and rub myself faster. He starts fucking me harder and deeper, thrusting into me with all of his power. We're moving the desk and either he hasn't noticed or he just doesn't care.

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

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


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

Adela widened her eyes, looked at her hands, and gently touched her face. She murmured to herself, "What is going on? I was dead, right?"

Adela leaped out of bed as she considered moving toward the mirror.

"Oh my God, I'm still alive!"

"I'm grateful to God for giving me this second chance. This time, I will not let you down!"

Adela made a bow, closed her eyes, and expressed her gratitude to God.

"This time, I won't get myself into any problems. I won't harm anyone. I'll ignore the prince because he deserves it, and I'll attempt to find my murderer and my parents' murderer."


Adela Virginia is Duke Alfred's daughter. She is a Mage. She is elegant, courageous, sincere, and subtle. She has pink lips contrasting with white, creamy skin, blue eyes, and light, natural blonde hair. She can use power to raise and create monsters. Capable of taking down any sorcerer. She is an excellent defender. She can control all beasts. She appears kind from the outside, but in this story, she is the villain.

She had raised a Taipan snake since she was a young girl. She gave it the name "Oba."

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.


“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

My whole body began to quiver as I looked up at Ryan who wore a smug or was it? I couldn't tell as my vision was blurred with tears.

"What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong? We were happy, he respected me and so did I...I even fell in love with him so how could he do this to me?!.

"It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara"

"And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired. It was as if I didn't want to believe what the paper read until Ryan says it with his own mouth.

A part of me still wanted to fight for whatever we still have left; still wanted to protect our marriage.

But then he'd said it. Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded," I want a divorce, Ciara"


Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper.

Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her but 5years later, he seems to have a change on heart and wants to win Ciara back at all cost.

But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd known and once loved.

What happens when this two dual meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Would they rekindle their feelings or would they leave it at that?
Could second chance love prevail?

Find out in this long rollacoaster ride!

"You're... you're leaving me here? I'm your Luna!" I stammered. My body felt like it was burning from the inside out. I barely recognized it as my own.
"I'm sorry, Lyra," he said, already turning away. "My pack's safety comes first." With that, he turned his back on me.


What happens when the man you chose... chooses fate instead?
Lyra believed she had already won against destiny. She and Cassian were not fated mates, but they chose each other anyway. Together, they built a powerful united pack, ruled side by side, and vowed to reject whatever fate tried to steal from them.
Until the day Cassian returned from the border carrying another woman in his arms—Liora.
She was fragile, gentle, and completely different from Lyra. And most importantly, she was Cassian's fated mate.
Cassian refused to let either woman go. So, he offered Lyra an ultimatum: An open marriage.
Humiliated in her own home, accused of cruelty, and forced to watch her husband protect another woman with a devotion he had never shown her, Lyra's heart shatters piece by piece.
But fate isn't done with her yet.
Her longtime enemy, Ethan—the Alpha of the second-largest pack in the North—claims her as his contractual Luna.
As zombie rogue attacks escalate and secrets begin to surface, Lyra must choose between staying in a marriage that no longer wants her or walking away from everything she helped build.

To save my dying sister, I provoked James Smith, the city's most dangerous Mafia Don.

I thought it was a simple transaction, but he pinned me against the wall, his fingers tracing my lips as he whispered dangerously, "Sweetie, since you call me your sugar daddy, then fulfill your obligations. Remember, your first time was mine, and you’ll never escape me in this lifetime."

I believed he was a heartless monster until, facing death, he shoved his only gun into my hands and placed his ring around my neck. "Ella, run! Hide and wait for me..."

As his black SUV drifted into the gunfire to draw them away, I was left trembling. Would he make it back alive to claim me again?

“What do you do when the love of your life wants to love someone else?”
"I want an open marriage. I want sex. And I just can’t do that with you anymore."
“How can you do this to me, Tristan? After everything?”
Sophia’s heart breaks when her husband, Tristan, pushes for an open marriage after twelve years of marriage, saying her life as a housewife and mom has killed their spark. Desperate to hold their twelve-year bond together, Sophia reluctantly agrees.
But what hits worse than the open marriage is how quickly her husband dives into the dating pool, even going as far as to violate their set boundaries.
Hurt and angry, Sophia escapes to her art school, where she meets Nathaniel Synclair, a charming new sponsor who lights a fire in her. They talk, and Nathaniel suggests a wild idea: he’ll pretend to be her fake lover to get back at her husband’s double standards.
Caught in the love triangle between her broken marriage and Nathaniel’s pull, Sophia hesitates, sparking a mix of want, lies, and truth that shakes up all she knows about love, trust, and who she really is.

"What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong? We were happy, he respected me and so did I...I even fell in love with him so how could he do this to me?
"It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara"
"And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired.
Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded,"I want a divorce, Ciara"
Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper.
Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her but 5 years later, he seems to have a change on heart and wants to win Ciara back at all cost.
But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd known and once loved.
What happens when this two dual meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Would they rekindle their feelings or would they leave it at that?
Could second chance love prevail?

On their third wedding anniversary, Ava's life takes a heartbreaking turn when she discovers her husband's shocking betrayal: he’s been having an affair with her stepsister, Autumn. Devastated and feeling lost, Ava realizes the love she gave him was met with betrayal and deceit.
Now pregnant and facing heartbreak, she decides to file for divorce. Just when she thinks she can finally move on, Jerome, her ex-husband, returns, begging for a second chance and claiming he was just a pawn in Autumn's cruel game. Will Ava take a leap of faith and give love another shot, or is it time to close the door on the past for good?

Five years ago, Magnus Ashford shattered Vivienne Marlowe’s world, throwing her out with nothing but divorce papers on their anniversary. The love they once shared was destroyed by betrayal, and Vivienne vowed never to look back—especially with the secret she carried: their twin sons. Now, a renowned neurosurgeon, Vivienne has rebuilt her life, raising her children alone.

But fate has a way of forcing the past to resurface. Magnus’s beloved grandmother suffers a life-threatening stroke, and the only surgeon who can save her is none other than Vivienne. When their worlds collide once again, old wounds are reopened, and Magnus is determined to make things right.

"You have no idea how much I regret what I did," Magnus confesses, his voice thick with remorse. "But I swear, I'll do anything to make it right."

Vivienne meets his gaze, her heart heavy with a truth she's kept buried for too long. "Some things can never be fixed, Magnus."

But there’s one thing he doesn't know… their sons his sons are right under his nose. And Vivienne is about to make a choice that will change everything.

Will Magnus uncover the truth before it’s too late, or will his regrets be buried forever?

"She was MINE before. How could I have known she would find another man so quickly?"
Dresden Wade was pretty sure the goddess was punishing him. Married for half a decade to his childhood sweetheart without a child, he is desperate for a chance to fight his wrongs when he sees her again.
His TRUE mate. The woman he scorned and humiliated all those years ago.
Except that now, she is standing holding hands with another Alpha.
Mara Reid wants nothing to do with the surly, arrogant Alpha that used to be her mate. He had made the earlier parts of her adulthood traumatic to say the least.
So why did meeting him again feel like coming home?
Why did her traitorous heart skip whenever he called her name?

"If I touch you right now," Landon said quietly, "I won't stop."
"Then… maybe don't stop." I said, unable to stop the words from escaping my mouth.
Lana married young. She believed in love, in loyalty, and in the man she built a family with. Logan was her husband, her partner, and the father of her twin sons—until his sudden death left her a widow at twenty-six. For four years, Lana focused on survival. She raised her children alone and built a career as a chef, keeping her grief locked away and her desires buried.
Then a man who looked exactly like her dead husband walked into her restaurant.
He wasn't Logan.
He was Landon, Logan's identical twin brother—a man Lana never knew existed, because her husband never told her the truth.
Landon's arrival forces buried secrets to surface. Lana discovers that her marriage was built on lies, and the man she loved had a past far darker than she ever imagined. As the truth unfolds, Landon becomes the one person who knows everything—and the one person she should stay far away from.
But distance becomes impossible. Landon is not just a reminder of Logan. He is different. Dangerous. Fully aware of the line between right and wrong—and how easily it can be crossed. The attraction between them is immediate, unwanted, and deeply forbidden.
He is her late husband's brother. She is the mother of his nieces. And every step toward him feels like betrayal.
Yet the closer Lana gets to the truth, the harder it becomes to walk away—from the secrets, from the desire, and from the man who sees her not as a widow, but as a woman.
Now Lana must face the truth: Is Landon the man who will finally help her heal Or the one who will destroy what's left of her heart?

She was his weakness. He was her nightmare.

Aanya Verma is a quiet, soft-spoken girl from a small town who moves to the city for college. With dreams of becoming a teacher and making her late mother proud, she keeps her head down and avoids trouble.
Rafael "Raaz" Singh is the ruthless, feared leader of the Black Viper Syndicate. Cold, calculated, and dangerously charming, he has built his empire on blood, fear, and loyalty.

What happens when the innocent soul saves the devil itself and now the devil itself has made her his obsession.
will she able to fight him or surrender before his obsession.

A cheating husband. A burning curse. One forbidden night with a stranger who isn’t a stranger at all.
When Rose DeLuca’s world falls apart, the man who saves her turns out to be the Alpha she was destined for....and the billionaire who’s ready to claim everything, including her.

18+ WARNING: This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, betrayal, and dark romance.

Giving up has never been an option….
While fighting for his life and freedom has become commonplace for Alpha Cole Redmen, the battle for both hits a whole new level once he finally returns to the place he’s never called home. When his fight to escape results in dissociative amnesia, Cole must overcome one obstacle after another to get to the place he only knows about in his dreams. Will he follow his dreams and find his way home or will he get lost along the way?
Join Cole on his emotional journey, inspiring change, as he fights to return to Crimson Dawn.

*This is the second book in the Crimson Dawn series. This series is best read in order.

**Content warning, this book contains descriptions of physical and sexual abuse that sensitive readers may find disturbing. For adult readers only.

For three years, I tried everything to win Alexander's heart, only to end up with terminal cancer and the devastating news that his first love was returning home.

Clutching my medical diagnosis, I signed the divorce papers and walked away from the life I'd spent three years building, leaving it all for him and his true love.

But then something unexpected happened—Alexander dropped his cold facade and went crazy looking for me everywhere.

He claimed he'd never loved anyone but me...

"My gift has finally arrived, a perfect specimen, perfect for an heir."


If only I had known that I wouldn't ever return to my house. Never see my mother, my siblings, or Violet... I never would have gotten in that car.

My father remarked, "She's all yours,"

"Dad? Dad? Dad?! " I yelled. I squirmed as tears began to stream, attempting to break free.


Years have passed...

"My gift has finally arrived," said a voice I recognized. That voice was the catalyst for my downfall.

"Well, now that we're acquainted, I think we can go see my son." You know, I purchased you for him. "A perfect specimen, perfect for an heir," he murmured, a nasty smirk on his face.


"Son!" Antonio applauded.

"What do you want, father?" I felt a little chill at the sound of the fresh voice. The Italian accent in the words, together with how deep, velvety, and dominating it was, shook me to my very core. I was a little pleased that he spoke so harshly about his father.

He had midnight-black hair that fell in a part of his onyx eyes, which was lengthy in the center but short on the sides. Deeply tanned complexion, full pink lips, and a jawline with a five o'clock shadow.

He was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt beneath that had the first three buttons undone, revealing some tattoos. His hands were encrusted with silver rings, some of which had black jewels. Both hands and backs of both had tattoos.

I was intrigued by the creative swirls since I was ignorant of the whole tattoo.

Not if he made the decision to remove his shirt.


Lucy was sold to Antonio Martinelli, the former boss of the biggest Italian mafia when she was 14 years old. After spending years in the "safe house," Lucy is delivered to his son Luca Martinelli, the new leader, as a birthday gift. Luca fights the urge to fall in love with the ebony beauty as Lucy attempts to keep a promise she made and regain her former self. Will they endure all the deceit, lust, murder, and betrayal committed in the name of love together?

Eight years ago, I was forced to marry Sicily's most dangerous man.

Louis De Santis, heir to the Santis crime family, decided he wanted me. Right in front of me, he brutally tortured and killed my fiancé Alessandro, then dumped the body in the ocean for the sharks. He used Alessandro's blood to write threats on the wall to my parents—I had no choice but to walk into that fortress he called home.

Louis was obsessed with me to the point of madness. He took bullets for me during family wars, got down on his knees and begged the family elders when they questioned his choice. Under that twisted kind of love, I gradually fell for him and gave him a son—Marco.

For five years, I thought I'd found happiness.

Until year eight, when the Corleone family sent their "peace offering"—Angelina Corleone. This innocent-looking woman effortlessly stole Louis's heart. He had the nerve to announce: "You two are going to get along."

I couldn't stand the betrayal, so I secretly reached out to other families to try getting rid of Angelina.

I got caught.

In his rage, Louis strung up 5-year-old Marco above the blast furnace at the steel mill.

"NO! Please! He's just a child!" I rushed toward Louis frantically, but his men held me back.

Molten steel roared inside the furnace at 2912°F. Scorching heat blasted upward as little Marco dangled just ten feet above the flames.

My heart nearly stopped.

"Mommy! Help me! It's so hot! So hot!" Marco screamed in terror.

"Put him down! Please!" I fell to my knees, begging desperately, "Kill me! Kill me instead! Don't hurt Marco!"

"Nod and let her stay, and I'll let him down." Louis coldly began counting down: "TEN!"

I watched Marco's little body writhing in agony from the heat.

"NINE!"

Sweat and tears blurred my vision.

"EIGHT!"

"I agree! I AGREE!" I broke down screaming, "She can stay! Please let Marco down!"

Louis smiled with satisfaction and stopped counting, about to signal his men.

Then—

"SNAP!"

The rope suddenly broke!

"NOOO—!"

Time seemed to freeze. I watched helplessly as Marco's tiny body plummeted.

"THUD!"

He fell into the furnace.

In an instant, he was gone.

I completely shattered, blood spurting from my mouth as I collapsed.

When I opened my eyes again, I'd gone back to the day Louis first brought Angelina home.

This time, I'm going to make him pay!

“Get away from me,” Aria said, her voice unsteady.

Aston didn’t move away. No, he leaned in, the blade she held against his neck piercing through just enough to draw a thin line of red.

He smiled.

“Careful, my lady,” he murmured. “Your hands are shaking.”

Her grip tightened on the hilt.

“Now look at him,” Aston continued softly. “Look at your son… and tell me whose eyes he has.”

There was absolute silence.

“Your stepbrother’s?” His smile sharpened. “Or the man that claimed you that night?”

~
Five years ago, all Aria wanted was for her stepbrother, Liam, to say “take my hand” and defend her. Instead she woke up in his bed; drugged, disgraced, and left to carry the blame and the label of a ‘whore’.

Now she’s back with a child, but to regain her reputation, she has to marry Aston Beaumont, a ghost with a million layers, a murderer, and the man about to betray her grandfather.

It should have been simple.

Save her grandfather. Restore her reputation. Then leave. That is, until her stepbrother returns, not with guilt or shame, but with obsession, dangerously wanting her back like he never let her go.

And the more he pushes, the more dangerous Aston becomes.

Because Aston Beaumont doesn’t chase.

He takes.

Everyone knows how much Gideon Moretti loves his wife Isabella.

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

I believed him.

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

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

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

Daisy. His first love.

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

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

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

I got into the shower, flashes of her image played in my head. I groaned in frustration. I cursed at my memory, I remember how she felt against my palm, her reaction to every flick of my finger, her face, and how she smells.

My memory had all of this, unfortunately, my memory couldn't help me find her, just like the night, she was gone.

*****Kennedy Russell is the billionaire everyone wants, but no one has ever seen. One night stands come and go, a certain Friday night, he meets a mysterious girl. They have an intense make-out session, and he can not get her out of his mind. So he embarks on a journey, he searches for her, using his best friend, Cameron.

Cameron searches for her everywhere, using only the information Kennedy had provided him, "she was rich, because her skin was very silky, soft, and she was wearing designer clothes." Cam searched every rich female he knew, the only Clarissa Jones he finds was a married woman.

The fact that she was his brother's wife.

The information breaks Kennedy, since it was against his moral values to have sex with a married woman.

One couple, a pending divorce, and a baby who needs a family...No matter how hard Kate Malone strives to be perfect, everyone she's ever loved leaves. She foolishly believed "I do" meant "forever." Now, her wedding ring is in a jewelry box, and she's alone once again. But when Kate and her soon-to-be ex-husband become the sole guardians of an infant, divorce is not an option with a new baby counting on them.Jared Reed loves Kate more than anything—even if he did push her too far. Now he's determined to keep his promises to his best friends and especially to his wife. A marriage of convenience sounds rather inconvenient, but Jared will do whatever it takes to get Kate back and provide their new little girl with parents who not only love her, but love each other, too.Parenting brings them closer, but their undeniable attraction makes Kate want to keep her distance. Jared, however, won't give up on having the family and marriage he wants. Can Jared prove to his wife that he's the husband she's always wanted before it's too late?

What do you owe the people who saved your life—even if they're slowly destroying it?

Kira Vance has no past. No family. No name that's truly hers. Adopted at twelve by tennis royalty, she's spent five years as the invisible girl behind their golden boy, Ethan—the practice partner who makes him shine, the adopted daughter who never complains.

She's so good at disappearing, even she's forgotten who she used to be.

Then Adrian Cole walks into her life—a fallen legend who sees the player she's buried beneath years of obedience. He offers her something dangerous: choice. The choice to stop serving others and start fighting for herself.

But every serve she hits in her own name is an act of rebellion. Every win pulls her further from the only family she's known—and closer to Ethan, whose sudden confession forces her to confront feelings she's spent years avoiding.

In a game where love and loyalty are weapons, Kira must decide: Is freedom worth the price of everything she's ever known?

Asalea’s eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. “Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her.

“Yours Madam.” He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” he said again handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds.

“What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise.

“This is your wedding Madam.” The man repeated his prior statement.

“Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again.

“You will know later on. Be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man step aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome.

Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, her veil with tiara, and the venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves.

With chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front.

Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured.

Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him.

Asalea’s eyes grew big when she recognized the man.

“Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered and intensely looked at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.

"Sign the damn papers, I have signed my part. Be fast with it, I'm expecting someone special."
On her wedding anniversary, Briella is handed divorce papers—and worse, her husband openly claims her best friend as the woman he truly loves.
Devastated but unbroken, Briella rises from the ashes, stepping into her true identity as heiress of a powerful empire. No longer the timid wife begging for scraps of affection, she is brilliant, untouchable, and stronger than ever.
When Hayden sees his ex-wife again, regret claws at his soul. His cold detachment turns into obsession, his arrogance into desperate pursuit. But just as he vows to win her back, shocking truths unravel—a mysterious twin, buried family secrets, and a past that refuses to stay hidden.
Briella is no longer the woman he discarded—she's the one who holds all the cards now.
Will Hayden's relentless chase be enough to reclaim her heart, or has she already found love elsewhere?

When Alcee Mariani turns twenty-one, she knows her time is up. Her family has arranged her marriage from the time she was twelve to the future Don of the Lozano family, Torquato "The Grizzly" Lozano. He's rumored to be cold, cruel and heartless and he's a full ten years older than she is.
Selling her virginity online is a surefire way to make sure The Grizzly cancels the agreement and when she lets her father know she's sold it to the highest bidder and never got his real name, the contract is ended but so is her association with her own family.
Six years later she is no longer the treasured principessa of the Mariani family, but the single-mother to a five-year old boy who bears an uncanny resemblance to the man to whom she sold her innocence.
Torquato Lozano has searched for the woman who left him high and dry after an incredible night of passion nearly six years ago. When he stumbles across her in a newly purchased company working as an IT tech, he's stunned to find out she's the woman his family arranged him to marry so many years before. A perusal of her file tells him she didn't leave their rendezvous all those nights ago empty handed. Her little boy is the spitting image of him, right down to his massive size.
When Alcee's family realize they are losing out on a lucrative financial alliance they should have been part of, it starts a war. With enemies appearing at every corner, Alcee and Torquato will need to let the past go and work together to keep their son alive. Their passion will reignite as they strive to keep their family safe and forge a new power to take over the New York criminal underworld.

Billionaire by day. Mafia don by blood.

Lorenzo Valenti rules the city through power, fear, and absolute control. He never loses command until Aurora Hale crosses his path. A brilliant surgical intern with a buried past, Aurora makes a reckless bargain when her brother is trapped in the Valenti syndicate: herself in exchange for his life.

Lorenzo accepts,but he doesn’t want loyalty. He wants submission.

Pulled into a world of dark luxury and forbidden desire, Aurora discovers she may be the only woman capable of destroying the king of the underworld or saving him.

Dangerous passion, deadly secrets. A love that could start a war.

A plate of fried rice and beef, along with a cup of water, was pushed into the room for me before it shut.

I ran to pick it up and then sat down on the floor to eat. I don't care where the food came from or whether it is poisonous or not.

Besides, I was extremely hungry. i devoured the food like a lion before gulping the water down my throat.

However, the door opened in no time, and two women entered, carrying a grave face and a nylon bag in their hands.

Without any warning, one of them grabbed me from the floor and dragged me towards the bathroom.

"Who are you?" "Let me go!" I yelled at them, but my screams fell on deaf ears, and their grip tightened.

They rough-handled me in the bathroom, pulling my clothes fiercely before bathing me. I tried to protest, but I only got a series of slaps, making me go numb and tired.

After the bathing section, they sat me down on the dressing table. They began to style my hair into a bun. Behind my head before, I was forced to wear a black bra, black pants, and a net gown, leaving my body half exposed.

I gripped my chest, trying to cover my breasts that were exposed to the naked eyes.

Before I could think of anything else, a blindfold was tied around my eyes again and my hands were chained with handcuffs, and I felt my body rise from the stool by the hands of the women, then I felt my bare feet cleaning the floor as I was dragged away. "Where are they taking me to?!"

Salvatore Romano is the cold, calculated and feared silent ruler of the Italian underworld. Never breathing a word unless necessary and when he does, people either listen or they disappear. He is very ruthless and obsessive about control that just his name alone sends shivers down spines from Milan to Palermo. He trusts no one and especially not women.

So what happens when he mistakenly kidnaps a woman… Who turns out to be an outspoken investigative journalist?

And a rival mafia group leaves her life hanging on a thread, because they thought she'd be their leverage to Mafia Romano.

Elena Moretti is known for digging up stories no one dares to touch. She is fiercely independent, and unknowingly tied to secrets her own father keeps buried deep. She’s everything Salvatore hates but definitely everything he can’t stay away from.

She was never meant to be a pawn in his war. But just one kiss, one secret, and … she’s no longer a mistake.

She became his obsession.

Can Elena escape the impending darkness or will she become part of it? What happens when her next big story is the man who owns her heart?

What will Salvatore do when she betrays him to the Press?
And what happens… when the journalist falls for the villain?

"You were meant to be my death. Instead, you've become my damnation."
Aria Thornwell has spent three years as a healer in her town, attempting to forget the night her former fiancé publically humiliated her by selecting her affluent stepsister instead—taking Aria's family fortune with him. Now, she lives quietly, utilizing her skill to aid the underprivileged while her stepfamily flaunts their stolen fortune.

But on the winter solstice, everything changes. She's chosen as the ceremonial bride for the vampires' holy Winter Feast—a "honor" that guarantees death at daybreak following the Christmas Eve rite. Dragged to the Crimson Vale with five other human tributes, Aria is prepared to meet her fate with dignity.

Until she meets him.

Lord Sebastian Thorne, the ancient vampire who has presided over the Winter Feast for eight centuries, is meant to drain her at dawn following the binding ritual. It's tradition. It's law. It's survival—the ceremonial blood maintains the vampire realm for another year.

But as Sebastian's lips brush her throat in the ceremonial hall, something unbelievable happens. Her blood doesn't simply sustain him—it wakes something in him that's been dead for generations. And in a move that shocks the whole vampire court, he refuses to complete the rite.
"This one is mine," he proclaims, his old strength sweeping the hall. "Anyone who touches her answers to me."

Trapped in the Obsidian Palace as Sebastian's "protected bride," Aria discovers three frightening truths: Sebastian isn't protecting her out of mercy—he's dying from an ancient curse, and her blood is the only thing keeping him alive past Christmas; the vampire court will do anything to kill her and reinstate the ritual; and her "ordinary" healer's gift is actually a rare and dangerous power that vampire nobility has been hunting for generations.

I awaited my seven-year-old son's birthday, yearning for my husband’s return, only to stumble upon him celebrating at a bar, tenderly kissing his childhood sweetheart.
I initially believed this to be yet another instance of his favoritism, until I overheard a devastating conversation and realized the truth: the precious son I had nurtured for seven years was not mine, but a product of his union with his childhood friend.
The marriage I had fought so hard to preserve was, from the very beginning, a deceitful scheme orchestrated against me.

Several days after being locked in the dungeon, my wife married my own identical twin brother.
Rose petals rained from the sky; the entire city celebrated the new marriage of the crime family's matriarch.
She thought I would weep in despair in the dark dungeon, admitting my mistakes to her.
Little did she know, I was currently being held in the arms of another, even more powerful figure whom she herself feared, watching this farce with cold eyes.
In my past life, I gave her my heart, only to be betrayed and abandoned in return.
Living a second time, I will not serve her anymore.
She thought she could tame me using my brother's injury as an excuse, not knowing I had already tricked her into signing our divorce agreement days ago.
When she finally checked the surveillance and learned the truth, kicking down the dungeon door in a frantic plea for my forgiveness, all that remained was a pool of my blood...

Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible. Noah was the quintessential “It” guy at school—charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson’s best friend and Jessa’s biggest bully. During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin. As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah. Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson’s sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies? Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside.

Noelle lives a boring life at the orphanage but everything changes when she becomes 18 and gets selected to be sacrificed to the King of the Sea. The king of the Sea is rumored to be a giant man with no kindness in his heart. Every year he selects an 18-year-old virgin but no one has ever returned. Noelle has no idea why she got picked and what will happen but she sure as hell knows that no one can put out the fire in her heart.

"P-please...I don't want trouble," the homeless man said, putting his hands up.
With another guttural growl, the attacker suddenly shifted, his body twisting grossly as fur sprouted over his skin. His face elongated into a monster snout filled with sharp fangs as he dropped onto all fours, eyes wild.
A scream caught in Jessica's throat as the beast lunged, clamping its jaws around the homeless man's throat and ripping it open viciously. Warm blood sprayed across the ground as her mind reeled, unable to process the unholy horror unfolding just feet away.
The werewolf lifted its snout, locking eyes with Jessica as a few drops of red speckled her pale cheeks. A low, menacing rumble vibrated from its throat.

Jessica Ward was a very ordinary girl. At least, that's what she thought. She lived in Chicago and had a normal routine. She worked as a finance analyst, home prepped meals, budgeted her money, and sometimes went out with friends. She was good with numbers, data, and facts.

But in a world with ancient prophecies, Jessica finds herself caught out of her routine and caught up in an unbelievable destiny. She is pulled into a werewolf pack and learns she is the fated mate to not just one, but seven powerful alpha males. She must embrace her new Luna powers and create unbreakable bonds with her fated mates. Together they will face betrayals, battles, and a passion burning hotter than the moon itself.