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He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy

On the night of my engagement party, I found my fiancé with his hands in my sister’s hair. I thought the betrayal ended there. I was wrong. Minutes later, Ethan stood in front of both our families and announced that he was in love with Ava. My sister. While everyone rushed to comfort them, I became the villain for refusing to smile through my own humiliation. Then Damien Black walked into the room. Powerful. Untouchable. The one man Ethan feared. Before the night ended, Damien handed me a contract. One year. One marriage. One chance to save my father’s company. All I had to do was become his wife. I should have said no. Instead, I signed. Now my ex can’t stop watching me. My sister can’t stop competing with me. And the man I married keeps protecting pieces of me I thought nobody noticed. The problem is that Damien Black is hiding something. And every day I spend with him makes me less certain that our marriage was ever supposed to be just a contract.

His Mate, But Not His Luna

On the night meant to mark her awakening, Lysera loses everything. Ignored all her life, the quiet twin watches as her sister Isyra is celebrated as Luna-to-be, until a single scream turns the pack against her. Accused of attacking her “pregnant” sister, Lysera is beaten, humiliated, and condemned. Even the bond meant to save her betrays her, because the Alpha she is mated to chooses Isyra. Then the truth surfaces at the worst possible moment. As punishment shatters her body, a secret is revealed: Lysera is pregnant. In a pack where harming a pregnant woman invites calamity, her sentence is suspended—but mercy is replaced with something far crueler. The pack demands she give her baby to Isyra, to replace the child Isyra claims to have lost. Trapped among those who see her only as a vessel, betrayed by her own blood, and bound by ancient laws she cannot escape, Lysera must survive long enough to give birth… knowing the child she carries may never be hers. Because Isyra’s crown was built on lies. And because the Alpha who condemned her may one day realize the truth—when it is already too late.

Married at First Sight

Since the day Serenity got hitched to a stranger on their blind date, she had assumed married life would be ordinary but respectful and mundane. It never crossed her mind that her new husband would be clingy like a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of a shoe. To her utmost surprise, he could make her troubles disappear whenever she was in a fix. Despite her questioning, her husband would always pass it off as luck. Until one day, she watched an interview with a local billionaire known for fussing over his wife. That was when she noticed the uncanny resemblance of the billionaire to her husband. The wife whom he was showering attention on turned out to be her!

Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother

“You are my stepbrother,” Viola whispered, her back pressing against the locked mahogany door. “Stepbrother.” The word left Sebastian’s lips like a curse. His shadow swallowed the room, caging her against the wood. He caught her chin, forcing her violet eyes to meet the ruthless amber of his. “A piece of paper doesn’t make us family, Dulzura,” he murmured, his thumb brushing her trembling lower lip. “It just makes you mine.” ************************************* Sebastian Cain Hierro doesn’t do romance. There are no gentle promises, no soft apologies, and absolutely no love games. A man bred in the violence of the cartel only understands one language: absolute, brutal control. For Viola, being dragged into his dark orbit is a terrifying awakening. She is a girl who only ever wanted to be cherished, suddenly trapped in a forbidden reality with a stepbrother who demands her complete surrender. Every touch behind closed doors is a sin. Every whisper is a command. Surviving him means playing by his twisted rules. She can have his protection, his heavy gaze, and his suffocating obsession—but he has made it dangerously clear that she can never, ever have his heart. But a girl like Viola doesn't know how to give her body without giving her soul. And when she inevitably pours all her desperate, unspoken love into a monster who is completely incapable of loving her back... where is her shattered heart supposed to go? *** Follow me on Instagram: @authorpria for exclusive teasers, sneak peeks, and book updates.

Too Late To Love Me, Mr Billionaire

Men don’t value what they have. They value what they lose. Learn to leave a situationship, relationship, or even a marriage that doesn’t make you happy. Like the saying goes: when you’re available, you’re invisible. When you leave, suddenly you matter. This is the story of Kira Ashford, a woman who gave everything for Adrian Westbrook. Her celebrity chef career. Her family’s fortune. Her own identity. All just to be the perfect wife, yet it wasn’t enough. It was tears upon tears, Kira finally gathered the courage to leave and return to her parents and family. She brushes herself off, throws herself back into her career, Got a new man who worships the ground she walks on, and guess what? Her ex-husband wants her back. A man won’t change when you’re crying. He changes when you’re gone. Do you think Kira will take back her ex-husband or move on with her new love interest? Find out now!!

Let’s Divorce. Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice.

Three years of marriage. Three miscarriages. The day Stella Rowan lost her baby for the third time, Evan Wright was at the hospital with his sister-in-law, waiting for her to give birth to twins. When Stella walked out of the hospital, she finally made her decision. She handed her soon-to-be ex-husband a divorce agreement. “Let’s divorce. It’s for your own good.” “Divorce?” Evan scoffed. “You really think you can let go? And if you’re trying to hold on to me, don’t dress it up as doing me a favor. That fake concern is pathetic.” Stella just smiled. She didn’t argue. She turned and walked away. She really was doing it for his sake. After all, she’d found a new backer. Even though Evan sits atop Harbor City’s financial empire, he’s about to meet someone he can’t afford to cross. Once she cut ties with the past, Stella stopped pretending. One by one, her new identities came to light, leaving the Wright family completely stunned. Wasn’t she supposed to be the girl with no family backing, the easy target everyone bullied? A multinational CEO said, “Stella, get divorced already. I’ve waited long enough.” A financial tycoon declared, “Divorce. If you don’t, I’ll take the Wright family down.” An international lawyer smiled and said, “The divorce itself is easy. Stella, if you’d just look at me once, I’d have everything I need.” Evan had always believed Stella would never leave him. Not until the day he realized she had become someone far beyond his reach. In that moment, every assumption he’d ever made about her collapsed.

The Mafia's Nurse

"Don't you see? EVERYTHING comes at a price mio il amore" He's not just a man, he is the man. He runs New York nothing comes in without him knowing and nothing will most certainly get out. Ruthless, cocky enigmatic, and assertive. Just a few words to describe him. Talia Cruz- A trauma nurse in one of the richest hospitals in New York. Young and successful and she's so proud of herself. Well, she should be, made an orphan at just 13 her and her older sister Iris, never thought they would make it this far. Now that she's 22 with a supportive job Iris can finally move back to their hometown leaving Talia to take on New York by herself. When Talia sees something that she shouldn't see and is taken captive by Matteo Russo himself, does she crumble and fall or does she stay true her true self and rise even through all the struggles?

The Light In His Dark

⚠️warning⚠️ this book contains mature content and abuse. This Is the first warning and will not be the last. Andrei Volkov is the head of the Russian Mafia. He's ruthless, dangerous, rich and has every woman on their knees begging for him to take them. He's never loved anyone, since his past has left him unable to do so.Skylar Jones; homeless and without any family. She's the kindest and the most selfless person you will ever meet even without money. One day, Skylar meets two men that work for the Russian Mafia. They offer her job that she has a tough time refusing even with the strings attached.What will poor innocent Skylar do when she meets the Andrei? Will she fall madly in love like the rest or simply think him as another man?WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TRIGGER STUFF TO SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET BY THE THOUGHT OF RAPE OR ABUSE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

His Broken Angel

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Under His Rule: Bound To The Mafia Boss

One Murder Case. One Month. One forbidden desire. One baby Sophia didn’t plan on falling pregnant with her father’s killer. She thought she was coming home to her father waiting for her so they could go on a vacation together. Instead, she came home to him bleeding out on the floor, choking on his blood. But someone was standing close by with a gun tucked in their hand. Luca Mancini The Mafia don and her father’s boss. He doesn’t tell her how her father died or what transpired, only seizing her freedom by locking her up in his house. She is left thinking of an escape route and also the cause of her father’s death, but Luca doesn’t let anything slip from his facade. His words are manipulative and calculative, not leaving a single trail of a clue. But the closer she deciphers the truth behind her father’s death, the closer she gets to his killer. She is in too deep but eager to know what happened to her father while trying to fight an attraction. Thirty days to resist the new-found desire for her father’s killer while hunting for the truth about his death. Would she be able to resist him while living in a house with the very man she believes murdered her father?

THE BISHOP'S IMPOSTER BRIDE.

Lyra Wells, a fifth-grade Catholic school teacher, comes home from work to find her boyfriend being beaten to death by leather-clad, tattooed street thugs. To save his life, she rashly takes on his debt, earning a terrifying seven-day deadline to pay a lethal sum she could never afford. But before the day ends, her life takes an even darker turn when they capture her. Enter Callum Bishop. A ruthless billionaire mafia heir who accuses her of stealing from him. He has security footage to prove it—and she might have, because the woman in the footage looks exactly like her. Lyra: I have no choice but to sign my life away to a monster. I can't let my family die. But as I step into his world, the clock is ticking. He thinks I am the thief. What happens when my terrifying new husband realizes I have absolutely no idea who the girl is or what she stole? Callum: I was ready to put a bullet in the head of the person who dared to cross me. But then I saw her and something inside me shifted. She doesn't look like a criminal mastermind who bypassed a million-dollar security system I designed myself. She looks soft, terrified, and completely out of her depth. But the footage doesn't lie. On the other hand, my dying father is breathing down my neck to take a wife, and I’ll be damned if I let him choose a mafia princess for me. So, I am killing two birds with one stone. I lose the ten million dollars, and in exchange? I get a convenient bride to get my father off my back, and a captive toy to punish for daring to steal from me.

Máfia's Hated Bride

She was never supposed to be his wife. He was never supposed to touch her. An arranged marriage, a cruel lie, and a blood pact sealed the fate of Angelina Harrington — the forgotten adopted daughter, scarred by the ghosts of her past. Thrown into the arms of Nikolai Volkov, the feared Don of the Russian mafia, she discovers there is no escape — only the pain of being hated by a man who swears she is complicit in the betrayal that bound her to him. Cold, ruthless, and merciless. Nikolai turned her life into a living hell, but the more he tries to break her, the more he finds himself trapped by the strength and innocence of the very woman who was meant to be his punishment. Between hatred and desire, vengeance and passion, a war begins: He vows to shatter her. She vows not to surrender. But when secrets surface and mafia blood demands sacrifices, only one question matters: Will hatred prove stronger than love?

The bad boy craves me

"Do I seem like an idiot to you princess?" he sassed taking another agonizingly slow step towards me. "N-no." I stuttered out a blabbering mess, unable to think straight with his sudden closeness. "Do I have to show who you belong to again Bella?" "I-don't know." I whispered out too far gone within the eyes of the silver eyed God like boy standing before me. "Then why do you defy me princess, or is it that you want me to punish you?" I was trapped within his beautiful orbs unable to register the utter madness he just voiced, the word fell off my lips almost breathless begging for him to take me. "Yes" His lips curved to the side showing his God forbidden mischievous smirk of his. I had just now registered the consequences of my stupidity.

In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

When your hot stepbrother holds you in bed, groans your name and asks you to give in, what do you do? Natalia just broke up with her jackass ex-boyfriend. The last thing she needs right now is another shitty relationship. So when her stepbrother Eason, the notorious fuckboy, suddenly show a strong interest in her, she knows she needs to stay away. Yet steamy, bad, irresistible, and toxic. She still ends up fallen, for this green-eyed hot boy who is impossible to say no to.

A Virgin For The Player

[This year I will make friends, this year I will find a boyfriend, and by the end of this year, I hope to be a virgin no longer] Bullied without friends her entire life, Alice Grey hopes her college time will be different. She wishes to start over and make friends. But her hope shatters when it appears Nathan Douglas, her bully for six years, will attend the same college. Nathan Douglas is a promising future NHL player. His fans expect him to be picked up fast, but Nathan isn't sure if a hockey player career is what he wants. He is a complete player on campus and finds pleasure in teasing Alice Grey for being a virgin. Her embarrassment is his delight. But Nathan soon runs into a slight problem—every night, Nathan experiences super realistic dreams where Alice is his future wife. Due to his dreams, Nathan begins to see Alice in a different light, but is there a happy ending when you catch feelings for the person who fears you more than death?

Fake Love With The Hockey Prince

Sky, a rising starlet, is photographed kissing Drake Frazen, the country’s most famous hockey star. To keep sponsors from pulling out on both sides, they are forced to stage a fake relationship. But rivals in showbiz and sports are determined to uncover the truth and prove their romance is nothing but an act. One is cheerful, while the other is quiet, distant, and cold. How will these two people with opposite personalities convince the public they are truly in love? In this tangled game of pretense and growing affection, who will fall first? And who will fall the hardest?  

The transfer captain's kiss

Isla thought she had the perfect life—until her boyfriend and best friend betrayed her and left her humiliated. Broken and desperate to save face at a hockey party, she claims the hottest transfer student at school is her new boyfriend. The problem? Donovan Hayes doesn't just play along. He kisses her. Now the entire school thinks they're dating, and the fake relationship is starting to feel dangerously real. But with her ex determined to win her back, a captaincy rivalry brewing on the ice, and secrets threatening to tear them apart, Isla may discover that the stranger who stole her first kiss could also be the boy who steals her heart.

The Boy I Wasn't Supposed To Want.

He was her first crush. Then he became her stepbrother. Ivy Bennett spent three years loving Callum Reyes in silence, believing he never noticed her. She was wrong. Now their parents are getting married, forcing them under the same roof, where stolen glances become dangerous, quiet conversations become impossible to forget, and every day makes the line between family and forbidden love harder to ignore. But they're not the only ones with secrets. Callum's beautiful ex-girlfriend is determined to destroy Ivy's reputation before the wedding. Their parents are hiding a twenty-two-year-old betrayal. And the closer Ivy and Callum grow, the more everyone around them seems determined to tear them apart. Some loves are forbidden. Theirs might destroy an entire family.

No More Todays Like This

On New Year's Eve, I waited at home with a box of sparklers, hoping Jake Thompson would come. Instead, an earthquake struck. Trapped under fallen debris, I prayed for his safety. Little did I know, Jake was putting on a grand fireworks display across the city for his high school sweetheart who had just returned from abroad. The whole town buzzed with excitement, wishing them a lifetime of happiness together. Meanwhile, I had lost my hearing in the disaster, with no hope of recovery. When I tried to break off our engagement and leave town, Jake stood before me, his eyes red-rimmed and pleading. I couldn't understand a word he said. I simply wished him, “May you always have a day like today, year after year.”

Played Dad, Lost Me

My boyfriend's childhood friend got knocked up. To save her rep, Quentin Palmer married her. When I asked what that meant for me—and our baby—he stayed ice-calm. "Rainee's not like you. I'm all she's got. She wouldn't survive the gossip." Like I had anyone else? Like I wasn't carrying his baby too? Later, while people laughed behind my back about the "fatherless" kid I was having, Quentin just stood there—next to Rainee, silent. That's when it hit me—love comes with a pecking order. So I ended the pregnancy. Gave up my baby... all so he could play the hero for her.

His First Love Trapped Me

My husband’s first love and I were kidnapped at the same time. As a professional negotiator, my husband rushed to the scene as soon as possible to save us. When the kidnappers agreed to release one hostage, he chose to let them keep me to protect her. I knelt on the ground, desperately begging him to save me first, but his face was expressionless. “Tammy is still a virgin. If she’s raped, she won’t be able to handle it.” “You’re different. You’re already married to me. Even if something happens to you, I won’t hold it against you.” He shoved me toward the kidnappers. He probably didn’t know I was three months pregnant, and he was about to become a father.

I Was Her Ultimate Doormat Fiancé

I, Calvin Perry, have made quite the name for myself. Everyone knows I'm the biggest simp to ever exist. For the last five years, despite being known as Suzanne Harper's fiance, I have never once pestered her to start planning our wedding. I don't insist that she marries me, and I don't restrict her from doing as she pleases either. All I want is for Suzanne to donate her bone marrow to my mother. When she cheats on me with an actor, I dispel the scandalous rumors for her. When she's photographed making out with a singer, I pay off the paparazzi to stop the photos from being released. When she causes the fiancee of her latest fling—an online celebrity—to suffer a miscarriage, I even step in to clean up the mess for her. All the gossipy ladies of elite society tease me with a mix of pity and contempt. "Your life seems rather pathetic, Calvin." Even then, I remain unfazed. The same night Mom passes away, Harper Group faces a financial crisis. I sell off the only heirloom my father left to me to help Suzanne overcome the hurdle. She finally decides to reward me with a legally binding relationship. Tossing the ring at my feet, she says, "Let's set a time to register our marriage. Consider it my way of thanking you." I look at the ring, but instead of picking it up, I say, "That won't be necessary. I was just repaying a debt of gratitude. Let's end things between us, Suzanne."

My Ghost Came Home To Their Lies

My twin sister Claire and I have been at war our whole lives. A box of M&Ms? We’d count each one. Making sure we each got the exact same number of each color. Choosing bedrooms meant a tape measure. No one could have an inch more. When we were eight, Claire locked me in the basement. She tore apart my favorite American Girl doll. When I finally got out, I could only cry and gather the pieces. But she just threw herself on the carpet. Screamed that I pushed her. Dad drove out in a blizzard to buy me a new doll. He got into a bad car accident. He never came back. Our whole world fell apart. Mom said we were broke. She couldn't afford to keep both of us. She agreed to let Aunt Susan take one. I killed Dad. It was my fault. I couldn't let Claire leave Mom, too. So Aunt Susan took me. And she never treated me like I was human. From then on, I woke up shivering in a freezing attic. No heat. Forced to shovel snow, scrub hardwood floors. Like a maid. When I got older, to pay off her Vegas gambling debts, my aunt took all my IDs. She sold me off. Gave me to the trailer park manager's son. A drunk. A gambling addict. At twenty-two, I got pregnant. No health insurance. He watched me writhe in pain, but he wouldn't spend the money to call an ambulance. I died on the way to the ER. I died, but I didn't move on. My ghost drifted back home. And I saw the impossible. Dad was alive. He, Mom, and Claire were in the lavish backyard. Celebrating Claire’s graduation from an Ivy League school. Mom paused while cutting the cake. “I wonder how Chloe is doing,” she said. “We tricked her into leaving. I just worry all the time.” Dad pulled up a photo from Aunt Susan on his phone. “Don't worry,” he said. “She and Claire fought too fiercely back then. Sending her away and separating them was for her own good. Look, Susan gets our thousand dollars a month. She's taking great care of her.” So that was it. My parents had teamed up to lie to me. And my aunt was lying to them with a fake photo.

After Eating a Poisonous Mushroom, I Thought I Was the Heroine of a Love Fantasy

After eating a poisonous, hallucination-inducing mushroom, I genuinely thought I’d woken up inside a spicy erotica novel. I was the heroine—a live-in housekeeper working for a rich heir, the kind of impossibly handsome, impossibly wealthy man who only exists in fiction. When I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, I felt… oddly disappointed. I muttered under my breath, “Only six guys? What, do I need to take Sundays off?” The heir let out a short, disbelieving laugh. A slow, dangerous one. “If I’d known you were this bold,” he said, “I wouldn’t have bothered being gentle.” The moment the hallucination faded, I grabbed his sleeve and practically burst into tears. “Honey, I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t mean any of that.” He loosened his tie with maddening calm and murmured, “Relax. No one here takes Sundays off. And if you’re that eager to follow the plot of your little erotica novel… we can start right now.”