The daughter they switched at birth and erased — my father sold me to the most feared man in Arcadia. He gave me one month to want him. It's almost up.
I was five months pregnant, carrying lunch to my husband, when a conversation between two young women around the corner drifted into my ears. "I still don't get why he married her. Now she’s nothing but a glorified housewife, waddling around with that massive bump just to bring him his meals. She doesn't deserve a guy like him." "Hey, are you seriously into your own professor? He’s married. You’re...
"Margaret has face blindness—she won't even recognize the groom. Tomorrow's ceremony? Just stick any random guy up there with her. Isabelle, I'll marry YOU in the rose garden. Our real wedding."
I stood outside my bedroom door the night before my wedding, listening to my fiancé Theodore plot with my adopted sister, my own parents nodding along.
They thought I was broken. A defective bride too bl...
Alexandra Moretti has not taken a single step down the aisle when the cathedral doors open behind her. A nurse comes in with a newborn and a birth record. The mother is in surgery. The father, she says, is the groom. Vincent DeLuca does not deny it. Neither does his family. They offer ten minutes in the priest's office and a simple arrangement: the boy will be provided for quietly, and Alexandra w...
Three days ago, a car crash took my baby. I spent three nights in the hospital alone. My husband never came. His assistant told me he was in Europe. He wasn't. He was home on the couch I picked out, holding Elodie while she cried about the thunder. She's his "sister." No blood, no adoption, just his money. That night she was wearing my pajamas and the necklace I designed for our third anniversary....
"Maeve, your legs are shaking like that... can't hold them together much longer?" Julian Kingsley pinned me against the wall with one hand, his gray-blue gaze sliding down shamelessly, sweeping over my rigid legs. I bit down hard, forcing back that damned tremor between my thighs. "None of your fucking business. Back off." Just as he pressed his body down, closing in, a cold mechanical voice explo...
That was the winning bid my fiancé just placed. The item? His female best friend.
"Don't be so petty, Sylvie," he laughed, pulling her close in front of the whole gala. "I'm just saving her from some old creep. We’re basically bros."
She giggled against his chest. "Yeah, don't be a buzzkill, honey."
I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I simply smiled and raised my glas...
To get pregnant, I gave up a career my peers all envied. The day I finally conceived, my husband brought his mistress home to live with us. He shoved me into the table without a second thought. Nana Mae fell trying to protect me—her head cracking against the marble floor. "Call an ambulance!" Blood soaked through my hands. My abdomen tore with pain. "Sienna's too fragile. She can't handle the sigh...
I woke up on the same morning I was about to send another payment for my daughter's education. In my last life, I paid for everything. Every year, without missing a payment. Tuition. AP tutoring. Summer program deposits. Medical bills. Birthday gifts. The education fund. Not one payment late. Not one skipped. I only found out the truth after I died. My daughter wore a blazer that hung off her like...
My husband would gently help me into my shoes, rest his hand on my belly and whisper to our baby. My father would tie on an apron and cook dinner just for me.
Then a video from an unknown number shattered everything.
Inside a chapel, the four of them stood side by side.
My husband holding the hand of my father's mistress's daughter. My father arm...
Thirty-three days in the dark. When the dungeon door finally opened, I, Cordelia, walked out with absolutely nothing. My adopted sister, Romina, forged the evidence that locked me away. My parents bought her lies and disowned me. My husband, Silvano, sent divorce papers to my cell and immediately dumped our three-year-old son, Lior, at an orphanage, registering him as an orphan. Then came the diag...
"That was my cousin. Old family thing. It's nothing." Cousin. Nine years of her life, and she was his cousin.
I gave him nine years. Nine years of stretching every coin, raising our son alone, sleeping on my side of the bed because I could not bring myself to take his. Nine years of telling Dave his father was working hard so they could have a better life. I believed it myself. Until I...
"Stay away from my sons, Ariana. They're dangerous when they want something." The irony wasn't lost on me. "And you're not?" His smile was cold. "Oh, I don't lose what I want, Ariana. And right now… I'm trying not to want the wrong thing. Because I always get what I want." He left me there, trembling and confused. I managed to avoid everyone for the rest of the day. Took a taxi home, snuck in thro...
I pressed my lips against his and stole his sweet, savory taste, not ready to end the sweet moment. I licked my lips seductively and whispered. "Despite your age, I love you."
Sarah was obsessed with the man of her dreams, despite knowing that their love was forbidden and would be disapproved by her father and others. She held onto the many beautiful dreams she had of being with him, wis...
Seraphina Vale spent her life playing the perfect wife—quiet, obedient, unseen. Until one night, she breaks every rule she's ever lived by and meets the wrong man. Lucien Blackwood doesn't do love. He does power, revenge, and control—and he never planned on falling for a woman whose life he's about to upend. When secrets unravel, betrayals ignite, and empires clash, Seraphina must decide: stay a...
"We've been together for three years. We married in Germany in spring." "Three years… You said residency. You said you couldn't leave her chemo." "I couldn't. You were doing fine without me. Better, actually. I think God gave her that illness so you'd stay busy while I figured myself out."
I kept his secret for six years. Every time someone asked where my husband was, I said Germany....
Flash Marriage with My Best Bro After My Identity Was Exposed. Some secrets have been buried for 26 years. Some feelings have been hidden for 8.
I'm Aria Sterling. Or rather, just Aria. On what should have been an ordinary day, my world was completely turned upside down. The Sterling family's baby-swap scandal broke, and I lost everything: my name, my inheritance, my penthouse, and my place in th...
I helped Cassian conquer the seven floating cities and claim the Dragon Throne. On the day he became king, he cast me aside for a lowborn dragon girl. I exposed her as an Abyss spy, and she killed herself before the court. Cassian thanked me in public, but he never forgave me for taking her away. Years later, he accused me of serving the Abyss, slaughtered my entire fire-wing clan, and burned me a...
My name is Evelyn. I grew up in the slums. Now, I'm the wife of Victor De Luca, head of New York's most feared mafia family. Outsiders say I left him for money when he had nothing, then shamelessly came crawling back once he rose to power. Only Victor and I know the truth. He paid five million dollars to drag me back, chain me here like a dog, and lock me away. He married me, trapped me in this es...
"They said I was just a piece of trash, only fit to be a substitute bride for the lunatic Abyssal Dragon Duke." I smirked, twisting the bone bracelet that sealed my venomous power. My fake sister wept pitifully, "Visenya, at worst, I'll bear the Duke's wrath myself." Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea. When the bloodthirsty Duke finally cornered me, he didn't tear me apart. Instead, he kissed my fin...
My son Emery scored a perfect SAT and got early admission to MIT Physics. Eighteen years old. His future was limitless.
My billionaire husband Reid's assistant—his mistress in everything but name—suggested Emery attend some garbage local business school instead. Inherit the empire. Fall in line.
Emery said no. Reid exploded.
He locked my son in the lumber yard and ordered him to split five tons...
This year was our sixth wedding anniversary. For the first time in six years, Kaelen finally agreed to go with me to Veyra City to visit my parents. Six years. I thought he was finally swallow his pride and making peace with my family. But late that night, as I stood outside our daughter’s bedroom holding a warm glass of milk, I heard them speaking inside. "Daddy, Lorie said you're going to marry ...
For two years, Serena believed she was the luckiest woman alive. Her husband Leo worshipped her—he was tender, protective, and swore he'd never let anyone hurt her. He even refused to touch her, claiming she was too precious.
Then, on their wedding anniversary, she walked into his private club and heard him whisper to another woman: "Take care of our baby."
For four years, Serena lived as the unwanted wife of Lorenzo Russo, the ruthless Mafia King feared across Europe. Their marriage was never built on love. Lorenzo believed Serena had trapped him for money and status. Manipulated by his Mother and possessive sister, he ignored every sacrifice Serena made, humiliated her in public, accused her of being infer...
Six weeks after his girlfriend had twins, my husband got himself fixed. He billed it to my insurance. Then he spent nine years driving me to fertility clinics. Two surgeries. Four rounds of shots. He held my hand every time and told me next time. The whole town said it was my fault. His mother asked me every Sunday if there was any news. I died at forty-four. Three days before the end I couldn't o...
In the delivery room, my husband Ronan fumed that having a male doctor was a disgrace. My mother-in-law Coralie griped about the hospital bill. His sister Ophelia clung to his arm, pinching her nose and mocking the smell of the room. In my previous life, today was the day the doctor ordered an extra blood test due to my in-laws' history of blood disorders. Two Type-O parents had somehow produced a...
Ryan Aldridge had one rule: he showed up for whoever needed him most.
The problem was, it was never me.
Throat swelling shut in the ER? He was unclogging Sloane Harrington's drain. Anniversary dinner? He left between courses because Sloane was "spiraling."
I forgave it every time. I was the cool girl. The understanding fiancée.
Then my studio caught fire, and a beam came down on my chest.
The Solarien family had two daughters. Aurelia, the younger, was their pride and joy, soon to marry Duke Lysander beneath a reputation she had never earned: the so-called genius enchantress. I, Vespera, was nothing more than the family's hidden workhorse, locked in a basement and valued only for what I could produce. For years, I churned out enchanted gear to fund their lavish life while they used...
After one too many failed attempts at love, I stopped believing in it. So when my father asked me to become the mate of the powerful Lycan Alpha Julius, the very man my half-sister had just rejected, all for the sake of family stability, I said yes without hesitation. A stable arrangement was far more practical than chasing some fairytale feeling. He scheduled our mark ceremony for three months ou...
Half human, half wolf—my blood can heal anything. To keep the peace, the elders offer me to the pack's War God. "I'd rather sleep with a rock than a half-blood," Zane spits. The wind rips away the herbs masking my scent. He freezes mid-sentence. "Mine," he growls, claiming me on the spot. He warns me to stay away from the Alpha—he hates half-bloods, and he'll kill me. But when Zane leaves for war,...
On our tenth anniversary, a doctor told me I had three months left. I called Graham five times before he picked up. He was at a restaurant downtown, cutting the steak on his ex-girlfriend's plate, and he told me to stop acting like a paranoid wife. So I never told him. I folded the diagnosis into my coat pocket, went home, and rinsed the blood out of the sink before he walked in. Then I signed awa...
"Valerie, you've been working yourself to death. I booked you a flight to Switzerland—take Leo, go relax for a while." My husband Cedric set an Hermès scarf down on the table. "Early gift for our tenth anniversary." I was thrilled, twirling in front of the mirror with the scarf, admiring how it looked. That's when my son came around the corner, iPad in hand. "Mommy, a message just popped up. Daddy...
My sister ran away the night before her wedding, so I had to take her place and marry Damian Kovac, the city's most feared don. I figured he'd throw me in the harbor out of pure rage. Instead, the man wouldn't even touch me. A month in, still sleeping in the guest room. I wasn't my sister's level of charming, but I wasn't hard to look at either. And this man couldn't spare me a single glance? The ...
Not metaphorically. Literally locked—a medical phenomenon called vaginal spasm, triggered when their sports car crashed mid-affair on a mountain road. The doctors said separating them required a high-risk spinal injection. Without it, he'd lose everything below the waist. Possibly his life.
My husband, Julian, tells me he's flying to Italy for a month, business trip. I check the calendar and freeze. His birthday falls right in the middle of that month. Alone, in a country where he knows no one outside of work. I tell Margaux, my mother-in-law. She doesn't hesitate. "Then we go," she says. "We surprise him." My brother Dante is the only family I have left. For years I've told the Whit...
Vera's life collapsed completely the year she turned twenty-two. Her father absconded with embezzled funds, leaving behind a staggering $7.8 million in debt. Her mother remarried and severed all ties without looking back. Her seven-year-old brother—a child genius afflicted with systemic lupus erythematosus—required treatments costing $600,000 a month.
My husband, Roman, has a bad heart. Five years ago they cut his chest open, and after that I quit my job and stayed home to keep him alive. That day I got to his office ten minutes early with his lunch. Through the glass door I watched Brielle Nash, his assistant, pick up his pill box. Twenty-eight compartments. I fill it every Sunday night. She flipped open Wednesday evening, tipped the pills int...
She was married to replace a dead woman. Betrayed by the man she loved and sold by her own family, Nara becomes the wife of billionaire Jared Wilson—a man whose heart died with his first wife. From the moment Nara enters the Wilson family estate, she realizes she isn’t a bride—she’s a replacement. But secrets don’t stay buried forever. As Nara struggles to survive in a family that doesn’t accept ...
Nineteen-year-old Anna kneels on the cold marble floor, framed by her scheming stepsister Mia—accused of pushing her sister down the stairs. Her fiancé Kyle publicly betrays her, and her own father coldly looks on as her ribs are broken. After a month in prison, an even crueler transaction awaits: her family means to sell her, under the name of "bride," to the third son of the Kingsley family—a ma...
My husband, Caspian, faked his company’s bankruptcy. We had to sell our luxury cars and our mansion, squeezing into a leaky, moldy basement. By day, I worked back-to-back shifts in the ER saving lives. By night, I slipped into revealing dresses to sling drinks at a bar, all to shoulder a massive debt that never even existed. Until I bumped into him in a VIP room. The man who was supposedly drownin...
For eight years of our hidden marriage, Caelen never publicly acknowledged my existence, nor our daughter Harper's. On our daughter's eighth birthday, he threw a spectacular, city-wide welcome banquet for his childhood sweetheart, Seraphina, and her son, Leo. Watching the glaringly perfect picture they painted as a "family of three," I suggested to my daughter that it was time to leave. Harper, he...
Isabella Hart gave everything to the man she loved until he betrayed her, stole her ideas, and threw her away after discovering she was pregnant.
Humiliated and heartbroken, she never expected salvation to come from the last person she should ever want. Damien Blackwood is cold, ruthless, and far too powerful to care about love. But when a scandal threatens both his company and reputation, he ...