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Serena Dawson ran from her own wedding and crashed into Matthew Quinn's. To outsiders, they were the perfect couple. In truth, it was a marriage of convenience between a runaway bride and a ruthless CEO.

She thought it was just a deal. But Matthew claimed her with a kiss and a warning: once she became his wife, she would be his forever.

Serena tried everything to escape his control. But Matthew never lets go of what's his.

Five years later, she returns with a child he never knew about and another man by her side. Fueled by jealousy and obsession, Matthew is ready to take back what's his.

She ran once. This time, he won’t let her leave again.

She was never meant to survive, yet she became the Lycan King's greatest obsession.
Layla believed she had entered the world of the last novel she read after being murdered by her husband. But an even greater secret awaits her in a world ruled by werewolves, dragons, and ancient magic.
As hidden truths begin to surface, Layla realizes she never entered a novel at all. Instead, she has been repeating the same timeline over and over again for one purpose only — to save someone.
"Little slave..." He tilted his head slightly, his gaze locked onto mine — the most dangerous look I had ever seen. "Do you hate me?" he asked quietly.
My entire body trembled, but somehow, my mouth moved faster than my brain.
"Yes." The answer escaped instantly. "I hate you." The moment the words left my mouth, I wanted to take them back, but it was already too late.
"Oh?" A faint smirk appeared on his lips.
My eyes widened, and for a moment, I genuinely thought I was imagining things.
But no. His gaze remained fixed on mine as his hand rose and gently cupped my cheek. Then, with his lips only inches away from mine, he whispered,
"Good, little slave." His voice was low and dangerously soft. "At least your hatred keeps me inside your thoughts."
A chill raced down my spine. "Entertain me more, my little slave." His eyes never left mine. "Make me even more curious." His voice dropped lower.
"Deny me."
"Fight me."
"Hate me as much as you want."
Hmph!
Before I could even react, his lips found mine again and he sucked on my lips and truly treated me like a cheap woman he could toy with whenever he pleased.

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When the devil gets attracted to one particular Woman he would do anything to make her his, he won't stop until he's claimed her.

The devil always gets what he wants even if it means killing everyone on his path.

What happens when Lucifer leaves his throne to earth just for a particular Woman named Skylar Green?

What will happen when Skyler meets Lucas thinking he's human?

What will happen when she finds out that Lucas was actually the real Lucifer from hell in disguise ?

Will she accept him or be scared of him ?

How would Lucifer make her fall for him, and convince her to go to hell with him ?

What happens when she becomes pregnant?

Sera Kestrel has mastered the art of keeping her mouth shut and doing her job what she has been told. she works as a maid in one of Chicago’s most powerful households—serving none other than Elara Veyra, the city’s most envied socialite. Cold, cruel, and flawlessly beautiful, Elara has been obsessed with Auren Draven since they were thirteen years old—an obsession she’s turned into an engagement, even if he never truly said yes.
But Auren Draven isn’t anyone’s prize.
A billionaire heir and scandal-draped playboy, Auren has just returned from London after thirteen years of exile, only to find himself trapped in his family’s political games and Elara’s unrelenting grip. He wants out. Out of the engagement. Out of the legacy. Out of the golden cage everyone keeps calling a throne.
Then, he meets her.
A girl in the wrong situation. Barefoot, and gripping a pair of boots like armor. Sera isn’t supposed to be seen—especially not by someone like him. But fate had other plans because when her brother is caught stealing from the Veyra estate to feed his addiction, Sera begs for mercy. But Auren wants something else entirely.
“Marry me,” he says. “And your brother walks free.”
Sera thinks it’s a contract. A punishment. A trap. And maybe it is.
Because Auren doesn’t want a wife—he wants a weapon. Someone to break Elara’s delusions. Someone to burn the perfect empire from the inside. But the deeper Sera is pulled into his world of secrets, seduction, and lies, the harder it is to tell who’s using who.
And behind it all, Elara is watching. Waiting. And she’s not letting go of Auren without a fight.

"How dare you do this to me, so because somebody paid you to rape an innocent woman, you went ahead with it. Where is your dignity? How dare you do this to me? I am going to call the police and have you arrested. I know you are a male prostitute, but how could you accept to do this" I cried while hitting him over again, while he looked so confused.
He frustratedly flung my hands away from him just as I was about to hit and turned us over and he was now on top of me.
"Me, a male prostitute?" He asked and I nodded while trying to break free from his strong ass grip.
"How dare you call me a prostitute. Do you know who I am?" He asked angrily.
"Of course, I know who you are, you are a shameless male prostitute who robbed a woman of her innocence. And do you feel insulted by the term male prostitute? Oh sorry let me correct myself, I mean gigolo" I said with tears dripping down my eyes, even after all the fights I had put up, I still let those bastards win.
"Dont you ever call me that again in your life, and I did not rape you." He started with an angry look etched on his face.
"How dare you say that!" I shouted."
"Hehe" he laughed angrily.


Eliza Greene’s life turned upside down when the bride of Billionaire heartthrob Ryan Blaqk eloped on their wedding day, leaving her an innocent journalist to cover up for her and she is forced to marry Ryan in her place. It’s a contract marriage, his prestige and pride intact, for the retrieval of the stolen property of her late parents.
How will she cope with the sudden changes in her life? And how will the two of them get along?

Born in a world where a single prophecy sets four Lycanthropes kingdom at war with each other, Twenty-year-old Fernanda Parkinson finds herself fighting against an unwanted arranged marriage.

After her mother's tragic death and her father’s quick remarriage to a manipulative woman, Fernanda is betrothed to Sebastian Kozlov—the cold, feared king of Clawshire, a powerful water-wielding kingdom, whose heart is claimed to be as scarred as the one across his face.

Determined to escape her fate, Fernanda resists the arrangement, but Sebastian’s unyielding passion soon threatens to consume her.

Torn between her desire for freedom and the Sebastian's burning obsession, Fernanda must confront the darkness of her predetermined future, especially when she bears the mark of the Catalyst, a prophesied figure whose very blood could shift the balance of power.

But being the catalyst comes at a high cost as that leaves Fernanda exposed to all kinds of dangers from different Lycanthrope clans would do anything to claim her power for themselves. What is the essence of Fernanda being the catalyst when Sebastian is ready to burn the world down if it means protecting her from it?

“You don’t get it, do you?” he growled, pressing me against the wall like prey. His hand braced beside my head, the other gripping my hip, as he pulled me closer. “I’m not the man you’re supposed to want, Sofia. I’ll ruin you.”

I inhaled his scent, “Then ruin me.”

His jaw clenched, and for a second, I thought he’d walk away. Instead, his lips brushed my neck, his breath searing. “You’ll burn for this. For me.”

“I already am,” I murmured, clinging to his shirt like it was the only thing keeping me from falling apart.

When his mouth crashed into mine, I didn’t think of my father. I didn’t think of the danger. I only thought of how good it felt to fall.


I came to Italy to find the man who abandoned me; my father. I wasn’t supposed to fall into bed with a stranger whose touch made me forget everything about myself.

I didn’t know his name. I only knew the way he consumed me. Then I found out who he really was.

My father’s best friend. His most trusted enforcer. The most feared mafia lord in Italy.

Now I’m trapped in his villa, hiding from enemies I don't know. But there’s no safety from the man who looks at me like I’m already his.

I’m falling for the devil who may have murdered my father. And worse… I don’t want to stop.
When he asks me to marry him, I know I should run.
But I can’t stop letting him ruin me. Over and over again.

He was destined to kill her… but instead, he chose to ruin the world for her.
For Nicholas, the most feared Lycan king to ever rule, there is only one truth, he would burn the world for the woman destined to be his.
Empires would fall. Thrones would crumble. Blood would spill without mercy.
All for her.
But fate is never so simple.
Larissa, a human princess, is betrayed by the one meant to protect her and handed over as a bride to a monster she’s been raised to fear. To Nicholas, she is supposed to be nothing more than a pawn… and a prophecy fulfilled. One that demands her death to prevent a war that could destroy both humans and Lycans.
He was meant to kill her. Instead, he can’t stay away.
Drawn to her fire, her defiance, and the strange pull he cannot explain, Nicholas finds his control slipping, and his heart awakening to something far more dangerous than war.
Because Larissa is no ordinary human.
She is his mate.
And worse… she is something the world was never meant to see, a hybrid wolf with a past buried in blood and secrets, one that ties her fate to Nicholas long before this moment.
Now, with prophecy looming and enemies closing in, Nicholas must make an impossible choice:
Fulfill the legend… or defy fate and risk destroying everything for love.

Evangeline’s father secretly borrowed money from the Alpha’s underground empire. When he disappears, the debt falls on her. The Alpha offers a way out: marry him, or suffer the consequences.

Dominic Vaughan, a man whose world is shrouded in mystery and darkness, dealing with the dangerous side of the world finds the little kitten who was abandoned cute so he decided to play with her for a while. But she turned out to be his mate. One who he has been searching for all this while?

Damian's breath fanned my ear as I felt his body press into my back. The front of his gun brushed past my shoulder, fixated on Luca, who faced us with clenched fists.
“Move, Elena,” Luca wanted to sound dominating, “he won't hurt you. I won't let him.”
I couldn't move when Damian settled his hand on my waist firmly, keeping me from moving.
“You won't let me?” Damian's tone was possessive when he leaned closer to me, speaking to Luca. “You don't give the orders here.”
Luca's jaw tightened, but he didn't move from his place.
Damian slowly pressed his finger more on the trigger, deliberately.
“You have two choices, Elena," he whispered to me. "Choose me, and he'll live, but might end up in a hospital. Choose him and he dies."


Elena knew it wasn’t a threat but a promise.

On the day of her wedding, 18-year-old Evelyn Monroe's life comes to a tragic end under mysterious circumstances. However, fate grants her an extraordinary second chance—she awakens in her 16-year-old self, two years before her death. Armed with memories of betrayal and heartbreak, Evelyn is determined to rewrite her destiny. She resolves to break off the toxic engagement that once led to her demise, reclaim her autonomy, and navigate the treacherous waters of high school alliances. Along the way, she encounters Liam Bennett, a brooding and enigmatic classmate with secrets of his own. As Evelyn and Liam's paths intertwine, she faces a dilemma: can she trust this mysterious figure, or is he part of the conspiracy that led to her fatal wedding day?

Kamila did not expect that she would be forced into marriage by her aunt to replace her cousin, who ran away from home. The wedding was to take place in two days. At first, Kamila refused, but Miranda, her aunt, pressed that her future husband was a mafia member. It would threaten their family if it was canceled. Kamila had no other choice; her mother needed a big operation to free her brother from prison. Miranda is willing to help, on the condition that she marries Gerald.

Kamila had to marry a man who had been in a coma for two months. Not to mention she has to take care of Gerald's adopted son. The unexpected thing is when Alvero, the son, asks Kamila to kiss his papa so that he wakes up, like a fairy tale Alvero reads.

Kamila is forced to kiss the man. Can Gerald wake up? What is the story of Kamila's life that is entangled in Gerald's family, who is known as a ruthless mafia?

Nadine is a 28 years old omega living with her abusive boyfriend and her weak mother.
Every morning felt the same—waking up in a house that didn’t feel like home, surrounded by tension so thick it clung to the walls. The bruises weren’t always visible, but the damage ran deep. Her boyfriend, Theo, didn’t need words to warn her, his fist did most of the work. He dictated what she wore, who she spoke to, when she came and went. And she obeyed. Not out of love. Out of exhaustion.

Then out of nowhere, he throws her out of the house, where she meets Madden, her mate who she had run away from. He has intention of letting her go this time. After all, she was the cause of his Luna's death.

What will Nadine do when the life of her mother is also at stake?

I was born a princess of the Dragon Realm, destined for greatness.
In my past life, I married an amethyst dragon, Damien. Our union should have produced heirs worthy of legend. Instead, I bore him a Wingless One, the ultimate shame.
He didn't hesitate. One swing of his blade, and our child's cries were silenced forever. Then he dragged me, still bleeding from childbirth, to the Dragon's Maw. Threw me into the molten lava, my screams echoing as the flames consumed my flesh.
Meanwhile, my half-sister Isadora, a mere Bronze Dragon, married another Bronze, equally unremarkable. Yet somehow, she gave birth to an Amethyst Dragon.
She became our new Dragon Queen. I became carrion.
But death wasn't my end.
I opened my eyes on the day of the Choosing Ceremony. Damien stood before me. Then, with cold calculation in his eyes, he turned away. He chose Isadora.
He remembers too.
A smile curved my lips. Let him play his game. Because I know the truth now, a truth that will shatter everything.
How could a dragon who needs dark magic to maintain his wing color possibly father a dragon of true noble bloodline?

Three years of doting affection was nothing but a meticulously rehearsed lie. Dante Vitale kept Isabella as his perfect human shield to guard Seraphina, the woman he truly loved. Every warmth was fake, every danger was arranged. When the truth shattered her world, she lost her child and narrowly escaped death. Presumed drowned, Isabella lays low, collects evidence, and allies with an old FBI classmate. She brings down the entire Vitale clan, ruins his power, and leaves him scavenging for food on cold streets. He weeps for her in the snow, yet she will never turn back.

Ever since she was ten years old, Emilia Wagner's heart has belonged to one person—Niklas Becker, her older brother’s best friend. To him, she was just the annoying little sister who tagged along, always lingering in the background. But to her, he was everything her first love, her quiet protector, the boy who unknowingly held her heart. Years passed, and she buried those feelings deep, knowing he would never see her the way she saw him.
Now a college student, Emilia is no longer the timid girl from the past. She has grown, yet her feelings for Niklas remain unchanged. But he still sees her as his best friend’s little sister off-limits, untouchable. Or so she thinks. When fate forces them into close proximity, stolen glances turn into lingering touches, and unspoken words become impossible to ignore. Niklas, who has always kept his distance, begins to see her in a new light.
But love isn’t easy, especially when secrets, misunderstandings, and the fear of crossing a line threaten to tear them apart. As their undeniable chemistry ignites, Emilia is left wondering, will she finally become the woman he chooses, or is she destined to remain just a childhood memory?

In a city where vampires are Billionaires and werewolves are the Mafia, a new predator is about to break the rules."
​Noctaria, 2026. A neon-drenched metropolis ruled by the elite Draven Billionaire Dynasty. To save his dying father, Eric Vance makes a lethal deal, selling his freedom to the most dangerous woman in the city: Catherine Draven, the icy vampire heiress.
​But a single night of blood changes everything.
​After a double-bite from a Royal Vampire and a Mafia Alpha, Eric awakens a forbidden power: the Progenitor Bloodline. Guided by Eunice, a sentient artifact with a leveling system, Eric becomes the world’s first Hybrid. Now, he must play a deadly game of infiltration.
​By day, he is Catherine’s obedient servant, caught in a toxic, soul-burning attraction. By night, he is the Shadow King, uniting the werewolf gangs to dismantle the empire from within.
​With the strength of a god and a hunger for vengeance, Eric will realize that in a world of monsters, the only way to protect his own is to become the greatest monster of them all.
​He was their prey. Now, he is their extinction.

My daughter's wolf has never woken. Until her first shift, one dose a season is all that keeps it alive. And I brew that dose myself and send it to the supply hall under the healers' guild seal.
This season, my husband's mistress took it from us at the supply hall and fed it to her own daughter in front of forty wolves. Then she pressed my girl's palm onto a silver bar, to prove we were the thieves.
"Save your tears for my man," she said. "Captain Roark Fenn."
That's my husband's name.
Neither of them knows what I did in the war. By moonrise, the whole pack will.

Kimberly Wright is a young and beautiful neurosurgeon engaged to Ian Gareth, a naval officer. Although Kimberly has always been cautioned by her dad about the dangers of going to the woods, she decides to go on a camping trip with her fiancé and his friends. This trip changes Kimberly’s life forever, as she not only discovers that creatures she believed to be myths existed in the woods, but also that her past, present, and future were entwined with theirs.

A story about a college student who was gang raped and rescued by a mob boss. He takes revenge for her by killing every one of the guys that raped her and furthermore goes back to her past and murders everyone of the people that abused her as a child.

Echo never asked to be powerful. She never asked to be hunted. And she definitely never asked to be tethered to Nicholaus—the cold, controlled, terrifyingly gentle heir to a cursed vampire throne. But the day she unleashes her full elemental magic, the tether between them ignites… and so does everything fate has been waiting for.

An ancient seer reveals the truth witches have killed to hide:

“The last king was cursed for failing to love a witch.
Now the new king must love completely for the curse to break.
The lock shatters when the Last Elementi accepts her fate…
And binds, marks, and mates her king.”

Echo is the key.
Nicholaus is the lock.
And the witches would rather drag the world into darkness than let the prophecy unfold.
Now Echo must choose who she becomes—a weapon, a queen, or the girl who finally stops running.
But some truths cut deeper than any spell. Especially when Nicholaus holds her trembling body against his and whispers:

“If the cost of breaking the curse is your life…then I choose the curse.”
Nothing prepared her for the way he looks at her. And nothing can stop what’s coming.
Fate is awakening and so is she.

Phoenix Kade grew up in the Shatterlands, a place where mutants hunt the living and hope dies fast. He should have died too. The First World’s nuclear apocalypse was supposed to wipe out every human outside the Celestial Marches. Yet Ashen survived, and the secret behind that survival is something the gods never wanted uncovered.

When a band of mercenaries drags him into their fight, Ashen is thrown into a world filled with Netherborn monsters, metahuman killers, and the warring powers of Solmir Peak and the Voidspire. Determined to rise above the ruins of his birth, he claws his way into Aurion’s Gate, the shining capital of the Celestial Marches, protected by the Temple of the Skyfather.

The city is paradise on the surface. In truth, its light hides corruption deeper than anything in the wastes.

Phoenix endures brutal training, becomes a junior demon hunter, and finally earns a place in a world that hates him. Then the real chaos begins. The Nullstar Sect, the Red Covenant, and agents of the Voidspire all strike from the shadows. War erupts between the Celestial Marches and the Shatterlands, and Lord Vaelen Stroud seizes control of the holy armies.

Phoenix must choose who he is. A weapon of the Marches, or a son of the Shatterlands.

Broken but unyielding, he returns home and builds Evergreen Bastion, a last haven for anyone the gods left behind. But Aurion’s Gate wants the Shatterlands crushed before they rise again, and the armies of the Radiant Concord are already marching.

Phoenix Kade will stand alone if he must.

Against gods. Against monsters. Against fate itself.

Because the Shatterlands are done kneeling.

Being completely unbalanced makes you a liability. But pair two broken mages together? That creates an unstoppable force.
In Arcania, your Overall Rating is everything. With a bone-dry mana pool, I was publicly humiliated by my Instructor and banished to the academy's deadliest ruined tower.
Everyone expected me to die there. Even my fiancé threw our engagement ring in my face before the entire school.
What they didn't know was that inside that rat-infested prison, I'd meet Kael—the guy ranked second-to-last.
He possessed an ocean of raw magic, but couldn't channel a single drop without a violent, explosive backfire.
Smash our pathetic stat sheets together, though, and you forge the most terrifying magical entity on the continent.
"Ready to tear through the rankings and take the top spot?" I asked.
He grinned. "My pleasure."

Three years ago, I saved the life of Alessandro Gambino, New York's most powerful mafia boss.

He fell in love with me, a bartender.

His family was dead set against us, but his love won out. We got married.

After we married, he disappeared every month for "punishment day," claiming his family beat him with sixty-six lashes for breaking their rules by staying with me. Watching him suffer tore me apart.

Actully, I'm Sloane Lucchese, sole heir to the largest arms empire on the East Coast, hiding from a family war. I decided to reclaim my family name as soon as possible, so his family would finally accept me.

Finally, on our fifth wedding anniversary, I found out I was pregnant, and my father called to say they'd announce my return in two weeks.

I was going to tell Alessandro everything that night, both pieces of good news.

But that same day, I stumbled onto a secret—one that would destroy me completely.

To fulfill my twin sister Chloe’s arranged marriage, I became Landon Moore’s stand-in bride.
For three years, I played the role of the gentle, obedient wife—cooking soup to warm his stomach, sharing his bed on lonely nights, and even taking care of his beloved ‘sister’, Shannon. When he was drunk and stumbled into my room, I endured it all in silence.
Everyone mocked me for being pathetic, a dog begging for scraps of affection. Even Landon sneered coldly, “I will never love you.”
Until the day he stabbed me three times—for Shannon. The world blurred into a sea of blood. I smiled as I closed my eyes, took the fifty million he transferred to me, and vanished without a trace.
Years later, he found me deep in the mountains, kneeling in the mud like a madman, begging me to come home. But by then, I had built schools, with my grandmother, lived a life that glowed with its own light.
His eyes were red as he whispered, “What will it take for you to forgive me?” I placed a trembling hand on the

Ken Lewis is the strongest, most confusing man I’ve ever met in my life. He’s the star of the dangerous underground fighting circuit, and I’m drawn to him as I’ve never been drawn to anything in my life. I forget who I am, what I want, with just one look from him. When he’s near, I need to remind myself that I am strong–but he is stronger. And now it’s my job to keep his body working like a perfect machine, his taut muscles primed and ready to break the bones of his next opponents…

Archer, Lucas, and Tristan Black are the triplet Alphas of the WhiteFang Pack, a title that carries both honor and responsibility. They are known not only for their strength and leadership skills but also for their unbreakable bond with each other. Since childhood, they have faced countless challenges together, from mastering their combat skills to navigating the complexities of inter-pack relations. Their connection goes beyond mere brotherhood; it is a profound alliance forged through shared experiences and mutual respect. One of their closest allies is Loren Hughes, the Alpha of the Blue Crescent Moon Pack. Loren, renowned for his intelligence and strategic mind, has been a trusted friend to the Black triplets for many years. The two packs have cultivated a relationship built on loyalty, cooperation, and shared goals, often joining forces to confront external threats and protect their territories. Their meetings are filled with not only discussions of tactics and strategies but also laughter and camaraderie, reflecting the deep mutual respect they hold for one another. Together, the Black brothers and Loren navigate the complicated dynamics of pack politics, striving for peace and unity in a world often fraught with rivalry. As they face ongoing challenges, their friendship serves as a formidable foundation, reminding everyone that strength lies not just in power but also in the bonds we create with those around us. Their journey is a testament to the enduring power of loyalty and friendship in the ever-evolving landscape of werewolf society.

An S-Rank [Thunder Tyrant]?

I watched coldly as the "good brother" who had betrayed me in my past life strutted around, stealing my woman and humiliating my F-Rank skill.

What he didn't know was that every time he channeled his lightning, his talent was draining his lifespan. In our past life, I was the one who used my skill, [Status Reset], to restore his life force time and time again.

Reborn for another lifetime, I decided I was done playing the saint.

When the crimson behemoth shattered the dome, Brad laughed maniacally, summoning a storm of lightning. But in an instant, the fierce backlash turned his arms into brittle charcoal, shattering in pieces across the ground. I stepped over his rolling, mutilated body and picked up a piece of rusty scrap metal.

"Reset."

The dead rust was eradicated. The scrap metal instantly reverted to a fully charged, high-frequency combat blade.

Gripping the blade in one hand, I faced the overwhelming tide of corpses and carved out a path of blood.

After discovering her husband Alex's infidelity, Sharon, in a drunken stupor, nearly had a one-night stand with Alex's uncle, Seb.
She chooses to divorce, but Alex deeply regrets his actions and desperately tries to reconcile. At this point, Seb proposes to her, holding a priceless diamond ring, saying, "Marry me, please?"
With her ex-husband's uncle fervently pursuing her, Sharon faces a dilemma. How will she make her choice?

He married her for a contract. She loved him for real.
When struggling designer Amara signs a one-year contract marriage with cold billionaire Adrian Wolfe, she promises herself one thing — never fall in love.
But love doesn't follow contracts.
One passionate night changes everything… and when Amara discovers she's pregnant, she believes it will finally make their fake marriage real. Instead, Adrian divorces her. Accused of betrayal. Branded a gold-digger. Thrown out without explanation.
Heartbroken and pregnant, Amara disappears — raising her son alone.
Five years later, fate brings them back together. Adrian is now engaged. Powerful. Untouchable. But the little boy with her eyes and his sharp gaze?
He's about to shatter every lie. And when the truth explodes, Adrian must face the cruel reality: He didn't just lose his contract bride. He lost his family.


"Work. Design your little dresses," Adrian whispered, his scent of cold rain and power enveloping me. "But remember, Amara—when the cameras are on, you are mine. When we are behind closed doors, you are a ghost."
"I've always been good at disappearing," I replied, signing my name on the dotted line.
I didn't know then that the Ice King had a fire in him that would burn my world to ashes. And I had no idea that in nine months, I would be running for my life, carrying the one thing he told me I could never have… His heir.

An accident left him mentally impaired, but for three years he loved me—gentle, steady, impossibly attentive.

Then he recovered—and all I got was his cold back.

If love can vanish, why keep holding on?

My palm settles on my belly.
"Baby," I whisper, "do we just file for the divorce?"

Elena seemingly had it all - beauty, a loving father, and a wealthy fiancé. But her perfect world came crashing down when her fiancé and sister Emma betrayed her, and even drugged her and sent her to Logan’s bed. What could be worst than that?
Logan Brown, the dream lover of every woman in H city, was rich, handsome and incredibly powerful and most of all, he was Emma's fiance.
But because of an accident that happened two years ago which caused his disability, Emma refused to marry him and made Elena the scapegoat.
After that one-night stand, Elena was forced to become the substitute bride and marry the crippled Logan Brown in exchange for work capital for her family.
But just when she thought she was hopeless, she seemed to find Logan different from what rumors said.

Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi—daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife—does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents make a plan. They kidnap Daisy's mother, threaten her, and force her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepts. However, after getting married, she falls in love with this man, and so does he. Difficulties start from here.

Alexander pinned Sophia to the wall, his cock thrust in her pussy. Her body shook as he bit her breast, rough with frustration, but still gentle.
Sophia had sacrificed a lot for him, even destroying her sense of smell. But all she got in return was his cold indifference.
The night his first love returned to the country, Sophia threw the divorce papers at him."Give me two months," he said, and tore them up. "I promise you'll fall in love with me."
The contract's weight and his first love's shadow trapped her deeper in this love game.

"If you hadn't played hero that day, Dayna," my father snarled, "we wouldn't be in this mess. Saving some random old woman and ruining your eyes! Do you have any idea what your medical bills cost us? Now a guy wants to marry you. Marry him quick and stop bothering us!"

I was just a college freshman when I sacrificed my sight to save an elderly lady from an accident. But now, my own family called me a blind burden and tried to marry me away. Homeless and desperate, I accepted a proposal from a man I'd never seen, who claimed the woman I saved was his grandmother: marry him so he could take care of me.

I always think I've married some poor, ugly guy. But I have no idea my mysterious husband is actually Bradley Booth—a gorgeous billionaire heir and one of the most powerful men in the city!

"In my past life, terrified of the fate that awaited me in a mafia family, I hastily married my childhood sweetheart, Henry.
But five years into the marriage, I was caged like an animal by my husband and his mistress. My final memory before death was being forced to watch them fuck right in front of me.
When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn. I was back at the very moment the engagement was being announced.
Henry gazed at me tenderly. 'Marry me,' he asked.
Suddenly, the young Mafia Don pulled me back against his chest. He leveled his gun straight at Henry and answered for me:
'She refuses.'"

Selena Vance is entangled in a high-stakes game of family honor and hidden debts.
When her sister flees an arranged marriage, Selena is left to face the altar and Aiden Evans- a man as enigmatic as he is wealthy.
Bound by a reluctant vow while her heart belongs to another.
As secrets and lies weave a tangled web around her, Selena must choose between the chains of duty and the whispers of forbidden love.

"Where do you think you're going, huh? You're mine now, little mouse. Get back in the house."
Vincenzo's voice thundered through the cold night, sending a shiver down Victoria's spine as everything she knew collapsed beneath her feet.
On the night of her twenty-first birthday, Victoria Washington's life was destroyed—her long-term boyfriend slept with her sister, then dumped her on the eve of their wedding. Betrayed, humiliated, and stripped of her dignity, she was forced into a marriage with Vincenzo Dante Volkov, heir to Russia's most feared mafia family.
She's broken. He's a monster forged by shadows.
She trembles in fear. He claims her as if she were his salvation.
But what Victoria doesn't know is that Vincenzo has seen her before—loved her before.
Two years ago, on a lonely Californian beach, he fell for a girl with quiet eyes and a wounded soul. He never learned her name before he was dragged back to Russia.
And the day after their wedding, he realizes the truth,she is the woman who has haunted his dreams ever since.
Now, Vincenzo Dante Volkov will burn down his legacy before letting her go.
She may think this marriage lasts only a year,
but he knows one thing with terrifying certainty:
She's mine… and I'll raze the world before I lose her again.

She wore black to her wedding.
He smiled when she defied him.
And together, they sealed a marriage in blood.

Lucia Moretti was meant to be a sacrifice, a bride bartered for peace. Dante Vitale was meant to be her cage, the ruthless Don feared across Italy.

But fire doesn’t bow to steel.
And when defiance meets obsession, vows become chains, and blood becomes the price of survival.

"I object to this marriage!"
These words shattered Kaitlyn Peterson and threw her into an abyss that she couldn't escape from.

To save her late father's reputation and business, Kaitlyn grants her stepmother her greatest heart desire to leave the man she loves for the ruthless Mafia Lord.
Pledged to be his bride for 365 days, Kaitlyn seeks revenge on everyone who tore her apart from the man she is destined to spend the rest of her life with, and that includes her stepmother, stepsister, and of course, the Mafia Lord.
But the question is; Will she survive him for 365 days? Will she be able to tame the ruthless king of the underworld? Can she destroy him and go back to the man she loves?

"I have nothing to offer you," I told him. "Only myself."

"Renard can at least give you a concubine's title." His eyes moved over me once. "Don't imagine you can negotiate for even a blood slave's position with me."

I did not flinch. "I know that."

The knife was still in his hand. His voice was flat. Final. "So why come to me at all?"

"Because my godmother was going to hand me to her husband. I needed another way out." I held his gaze. "You are the most useful person I can reach."


After her parents died, Evelyne Olara made her way to Chalk City, where her godmother had promised there would be a place for her.

There was. Just not the kind she had hoped for.

The Valerius ducal house took her in as a ward and immediately began calculating what she was worth. Her guardian wants her for his bed. Her godmother wants her as a bargaining piece for the winter marriage market.

And at the center of it all stands Cassius Valerius. Grand Inquisitor of the Heresy Tribunal. Cursed with a madness no physician in the empire has ever been able to touch. The man they call the Forsaken Dragon behind closed doors, because everyone who has ever tried to get close to him has eventually stopped trying.

What begins as a transaction, cold and precisely worded and signed in blood, becomes something neither of them has a name for.

He gave her protection. She gave him the only thing that could silence the darkness in his blood. But what happens when a contract signed in desperation becomes the one thing neither of them can afford to lose?

WARNING: Dark fantasy romance with morally complex characters, dubious consent, and mature themes. 18+ only.

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

"Everyone is watching, don’t make a fool of me,” My tone turns sinister, provocative. “It’s just an I do. Say. It.”
“No! I can’t!” she breathes out.


Viktoria Malchov was only a child when her world ended in blood and gunfire—one Christmas night that wiped out her entire family. Seven years later, she has learned to survive.
To bury the screams.
To forget the past.
Until the day she’s forced into a marriage she never chose… to a man she has never met.
Or so she thought.
Because the man waiting for her at the altar is not a stranger.
He is her past.
Her only surviving relative—Maksim ‘Misha’ Malchov.

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

At my seventh wedding, they replaced me.

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

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

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

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

Today was my twenty-sixth birthday.

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

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

Then he told my parents everything.

They locked me in the tower.

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

My memories. My name. My soul.

The clock struck five.

He was coming.

My fiancé was going to humiliate me at our own wedding.

I know because I heard him think it.

I'm Isabella Rossi — mafia heiress, future bride to Lorenzo Falcone, the golden boy of New York's underworld. Our marriage was supposed to unite two empires.

I also have a secret. I can read minds. But only when people want to use me, hurt me, or destroy me.

Lorenzo's thoughts had been silent for three years. I thought that meant he loved me.

The night before the wedding, I finally heard him. The mistress he'd planted in the crowd. The fake pregnancy reveal. The plan to humiliate me at the altar so he could play the victim — and steal my family's power in the chaos.

She was born cursed and silenced. He was born cursed and destined to lose everything.

Vanessa, the mute runt of a cursed litter, has only ever known cruelty and abuse. Her voice stolen by a witch’s spell, her freedom crushed by a brutal father, she’s been promised to a monster she doesn’t want. But fate intervenes when she’s left for dead—bleeding, broken, and bound—only to be rescued by Alpha Alfred of the Shadow Pack.
Alfred, fighting against a generational curse that has doomed his brothers to remain wolves forever, never expected his fated mate to be a fragile girl on the brink of death. But the moment he breathes in her scent, everything changes.
Together, they must confront the past, survive betrayal, and uncover the true key to breaking the curses that bind them. Will their bond be strong enough to save them both?

"Why?" I choke out, my hands trembling as I pulled them back to my chest.

As if by instinct, I slide my palm onto my pregnant belly, and was about to tell him about our pup when he turns around, and looks at me.

The look in his eyes was pure, utter hatred. He had never looked at me like that before. He only ever looked at me with loving, gentle eyes, saying that we will soon elope and start a family together.

Now, it has come true, but I'm unsure how to break the news to him when his gaze burns intensely with rage aimed straight at me. His body language has changed, as if he's about to lunge at me and rip me apart, making my heartrate pick up as I stare at him.

"Jax?" I swallow, but the moment he takes a predatory step forward, I find myself stepping back.

"Because I, Jax Arson, hereby reject you, Aria Wales, as my mate!"

Almost in an instant, the most excruciating pain ripped through me unexpectedly. The shock of his words more painful than the rejection itself, because he promised...

The pain was too much to bear. It makes me fall on my knees, clutching the ground as wave after wave of unimaginable pain leaves me gasping for air. Sharp claws extend from my fingers and I began clawing at my chest. I can't stop even if I wanted to, worried it might hurt the baby yet I had no control. It feels like I was desperately trying to tear my heart out of my chest, and I cry out painfully before I hear his next words.

"For the sake of what we had, I suggest you leave Black Shadow Pack. You have three days."

In my past life, I squandered all my wealth to support my fiancée's family, but when the extreme heat of the apocalypse arrived, she and her lover broke my legs, brutally drained my marrow, and devoured me alive.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the seven days before the apocalypse.

This time, I will never repeat the same mistake.

I decisively kicked away these cold-blooded parasites, canceled all my credit cards, and, with the true love who died to save me in my past life, built an indestructible, top-tier temperature-controlled fortress.

As global temperatures soared, Los Angeles became a scorching inferno, and the fiancée's family couldn't even get a sip of dirty water, ultimately being forced to resort to cannibalism and killing each other.

And I, sitting in a 22-degree air-conditioned room eating chilled watermelon, coldly watch this bloody live broadcast of dogs fighting each other.

The fires of hell have been lit, and your judgment has only just begun.

The best deal I ever made in my life was selling my blood to a vampire.

I was a broke, permanently starving werewolf who needed ten times the food a normal person did just to feel full.

Evan was a vampire heir with a blood allergy, the kind where the smell alone made him sick and dizzy. Somehow his life was worse than mine.

Except my blood didn't trigger it. He never reacted to me.

So he pulled out his card. "I'll keep you fed. You let me feed off you."

This wasn't a vampire. This was a walking meal ticket.

For the next three years, he was the perfect meal buddy. Five meals a day, and he never once complained. Once I finished and let out a satisfied burp, it was his turn, just a small sip, nothing more.

Then, the year we graduated, he got a call from his family. He had to fly back to Europe that same night.

Before he left, I figured I'd thank him for three years of generosity. I pulled my collar aside.

"Go ahead, take more this time. Consider it a going-away present."

He hesitated, then leaned in.

But this time, once his teeth were in, he couldn't stop.

By the time he pulled back, horrified at himself, I already had a hand pressed to my neck, and everything went dark.