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Mia Williams spent ten years loving Kyle Branson, the ruthless billionaire CEO who never truly saw her. Their marriage was nothing more than a cold contract — a deal where she was his wife in name only, while his heart belonged to another woman. She stayed silent, hoping one day he would finally notice her love. But when his first love returns, Mia realizes she has been invisible all along. Pregnant with his twins and broken by his betrayal, Mia makes the hardest decision of her life — she signs the divorce papers and walks away. Only after losing her does Kyle discover the truth: the quiet wife he ignored was the only person who ever loved him without conditions. Now, the billionaire who once refused to look at her is willing to risk everything to win her back. But Mia is no longer the woman who waited for his love. Can a broken marriage be saved? Can a man who lost everything earn a second chance? A heartbreaking billionaire romance about contract marriage, betrayal, divorce, redemption, and the unforgettable woman he should have treasured from the beginning.

On their third wedding anniversary, Clark Summer gifted his wife a diamond necklace named "Love Nyla," broadcasting his devotion to the world. But while the public swooned, Nyla sat alone in their empty home, staring at a photo sent by a stranger: her husband’s new secretary, Jordyn, wearing that same necklace, tangled in Clark’s arms. For three years, Nyla had been the perfect, submissive wife. In return, she received betrayal, humiliation from her mother-in-law, and Clark’s sickening justification that his affair was merely a "physical necessity" while he still loved her. He believed Nyla was trapped, tethered to him by her father’s astronomical medical bills. He thought she would swallow the insults and raise his mistress's child. He was wrong. Selling their mansion, gathering evidence, and delivering irrefutable proof of her infidelity… Nera turned and left, donning a white lab coat instead of an apron, transforming overnight into a top-tier pharmaceutical researcher who had astonished the industry. When Clark, with belated repentance and red-eyed pleading for her return, saw his icy ex-wife being gently embraced by his uncle Damon, he saw the aloof man before him. The superior man coldly glanced at his nephew, his voice low and dangerous: "What are you calling 'wife'? Call her 'auntie'."

After five years of playing the perfect Mrs. Prescott, Lucille Sandwell finally woke up on the day of her daughter's one-month milestone. Her husband, Gideon Prescott, reserved all his tenderness and devotion for the woman he truly cared about, yet expected Lucille to remain mature, self-reliant, and endlessly understanding. In front of everyone, she flipped the table and said, "I want a divorce. I've had enough of this marriage." He responded with a cold laugh. "How did you become this vulgar? You throw around the word divorce at the slightest thing." Only after she disappeared did he realize that his world had begun to fall apart. Without her, everything went wrong. Three years later, they met again at an international summit. She returned as a celebrated master architect and stunned the entire room. Under the blaze of camera flashes, he dropped to his knees and begged her to come back. She only smiled and walked past him, another man at her side. Later, he received a gilded wedding invitation. The bride, dressed in white, leaned into the arms of his best friend. With red-rimmed eyes, he crashed the wedding. All he heard was her quiet voice. "Gideon, being the understanding one is exhausting. From now on, I only want to live for myself."

"You have this beauty that captivates men, don’t you? There were plenty of naked women in this room, but the second you walked in, the men lost control. They wanted a piece of you. They wanted to own you." His fingers trail down my jaw, tilting my chin up. "Not knowing you already belong to me." I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat. He moves away, settling into a chair with ease. He unbuttons his coat, leans back, spreads his legs apart like a king, which I guess he is... And then, his voice turns lethal. "From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."

Amber built an empire she was never allowed to claim. Brilliant, strategic, and fiercely loyal, Amber was the mind behind a billion-dollar real estate empire—the woman who identified undervalued properties, structured acquisitions, and designed expansion projects that reshaped skylines. But when betrayal strikes, she’s fired, humiliated, and discarded by the man she helped rise to the top. She walks away with nothing but her intelligence, her dignity… and the projects that were always hers. What her ex-fiancé never expects is his powerful half-brother. A billionaire real estate magnate in his own right, controlled, private, and raising two adopted children on his own, he offers Amber something unexpected: a contractual marriage. No romance. No lies. Just mutual benefit. A public wife to stabilize his corporate image—and a strategic partner who understands the business better than anyone. Amber accepts. She takes her real estate projects with her—developments she sourced, designed, and negotiated from the ground up—and brings them into her new husband’s company. Entire portfolios shift overnight. Investments follow her. For the first time, her name is on the contracts, her voice dominates boardrooms, and her success is undeniable. As Amber rises, the real estate empire she once built in silence begins to crumble. Deals collapse without her leadership. Bad investments surface. And the company her ex-fiancé claimed as his own crashes spectacularly—while Amber thrives, wealthier and more powerful than ever. But what begins as a business arrangement slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Because power is intoxicating. Trust is fragile. And love was never part of the contract.

This is a three part series all in one place. Skylar just wants to be an asset to her pack. She's the daughter of the Beta and her brother is set to take the title after graduation. Her father wants nothing to do with her and is constantly belittling the things she does accomplish. She is the top of her class at school and the top warrior, but no one knows because she hides in the shadows as much as possible.Her bullies torture her, but never get caught. She takes them on time and time again though to protect other innocent members of her pack. Her brother and his friends ignore her existence and all she wants to do is get out of a pack that doesn't seem to want her and become an Elite Warrior for the Alpha King. She wants to feel wanted and accepted somewhere. Her whole world changes when a new girl shows up and decides to befriend Skylar after an intense training session. She brings Skylar out of the shadows and brings to light the darker side of pack members and pack culture. Can Skylar get past her past and live the life she wants?
Mira Hale was adopted, overlooked, and a wolf girl who didn't shift on time. Damon Voss was cold, untouchable, and a vampire heir destined to rule the world his family built. When circumstances lead them into a public “fake relationship,” they must navigate one year, one deal, and a thousand eyes together. In a world where wolves hide, vampires dominate, and humans are nearly extinct, can a wolfless girl and a vampire lord navigate the rules of love and power without losing themselves?
Rosalie Russo was nineteen when one forbidden night with Aiden King, a Navy SEAL and her brother's best friend, ended in heartbreak. After dismissing her as a mistake and coldly pushing her away, Aiden shattered everything she thought they had. Two weeks later, Rosalie discovered she was pregnant and learned that Aiden had been engaged all along. Devastated, she vanished without a trace. Seven years later, Aiden found her struggling as a single mother. He never married his fiancée, and he had spent years searching for Rosalie. Now that he knew Lucy was his daughter, he was determined to bring his family back together. But Rosalie refused to surrender to the man who destroyed her. As a bitter custody battle unfolded and old desires reignited, they were forced to confront the truth: Aiden pushed her away to protect her from his demons, and Rosalie ran instead of fighting for them. Could two broken souls build something beautiful from the ruins of their past?
My husband was cheating on me with my best friend for six months. Six months of roses. Six months of 'you are my everything' while he was secretly betraying me. I trusted him with my whole heart. He handed it to her like a cheap gift. So when Dominic Ford showed up with rage in his eyes and proof in his hands, something in me snapped. And in that broken, dangerous place, a reckless idea was born. "An affair," I told him, meeting his gaze. "We give them exactly what they deserve." He studied me for a long moment. Then he nodded. "When do we start?" This was supposed to be about revenge. It was never supposed to become something more. It was never supposed to feel like home. Now our cheating spouses are on their knees, begging. But Dominic is looking at me like the plan just changed. And God help me, I don't want to walk away either. We agreed. No strings. No feelings. Just revenge. That was the deal. We lied. ___ WARNING: This story contains mature content.

"50 million dollars"The words hang in the air and Angelica Smith was auctioned to Damien Victor.Kidnapped and sold, the first shock came to her when she learned that her bidder was none other than her brother's best friend.Little did she know that it was only the first of many dark secrets that were yet to be revealed because he was no longer the same man whom she used to admire in her teenage years.The one who can never see a scratch on her skin wanted to leave such deep marks that she remembers her whole life and she wasn't even sure why he was taking revenge on her.What would happen when she learned about his hidden intentions?Will she ever be able to come out of his cage or will she remain his plaything?No one can hurt, touch, see, or feel you except me. You are mine, Tesoro. I will break you until you don't accept it' ~ Damien Victor 'You can have my body, not my soul. I will never submit to you, even if you kill me' ~ Angelica Smith

DARK ROMANCE!My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes."Look at me!" He roared.I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so, I kept my head low, squeezing myself in to the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge."M-mov-e away." She stuttered badly.The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes.The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up.My eyes met his and.............

I was sold for three million dollars to the man who killed my father. Dante De Luca, older, ruthless, dangerously handsome and untouchable. He didn’t buy me for a night. He bought me for a lifetime, to make me his mistress… and then, his wife. Trapped in a contract marriage, I vowed never to love him. But my body betrayed me. His possessive kisses. His punishing touch. I found myself wanting more. Craving him. Yearning for everything he gave. Dante wanted revenge, because my father killed his wife and stole his Mafia kingship. He wanted to punish me. He wanted to break me. But somewhere in his quest to cause me pain… he began to fall and save me, even from my own father. Now, when loyalty calls upon me, I’m torn. Between the man who raised me… and the man who owns my heart.

Sarah Vance has one goal: escape the arranged marriage her father has forced upon her with Enzo Vitale, the most feared Mafia Don in the underworld. Desperate, she strikes a reckless bargain at an elite club with a dangerously handsome stranger: a contract marriage to void her father’s deal. But her plan shatters the next morning when she marches into the wedding venue, only for the guests to bow to her new husband. The stranger she married to escape the Godfather is the Godfather himself. Enzo is a ruthless billionaire with a dark, agonizing secret: he violently rejects the touch of every woman on earth—until Sarah. Her skin against his brings him instant relief from the pain that is slowly driving him mad. Intensely possessive and paranoid, Enzo traps Sarah in his dangerous world. Believing she might be a spy working for a rival crime family, he confines her to his estate while a deadly mole threatens his empire from within. Forced into a toxic push-and-pull, Sarah refuses to be a pawn. She must prove her innocence, navigate the deadly schemes of jealous rivals, and uncover a decades-old blood debt. As their explosive chemistry erupts into an undeniable obsession, Sarah realizes her immunity to Enzo’s touch is her greatest leverage. She didn't just marry a monster; she became his only cure.

Locked away in a mental institution for three years by her own family, Madilyn had been branded crazy and left to rot because of her supernatural ability—the ability to see death. But when her twin sister mysteriously disappears, Madilyn is forced to take her place as the surrogate bride of the powerful Tharlos family. Walking into the Tharlos family as a fake bride, Madilyn expects nothing more than a loveless marriage. What she doesn't expect is to discover the death date of the deaf mafia CEO she's supposed to marry. And the moment she reveals it, she expects him to kill her. Instead, he wants her. Not just as his surrogate bride, but as his possession. His obsession. His most dangerous addiction. The ruthless mafia CEO is determined to claim every inch of her, body and soul, and he's willing to do whatever it takes to keep her by his side for life.

Mika Vladimir spent eighteen years hidden in a foster home, kept secret from the world to protect her father's empire. Two months after he finally announces her existence, someone tries to put a bullet through her head. Her father's answer is a new bodyguard: Elsa Jean, cold, controlling, and far too good at her job. Mika wants her gone. Then a second attack leaves Elsa bleeding on a hotel floor, and Mika finds an ID card with another name on it, plus a locket that Elsa clearly never wanted anyone to see. Her father is guarding secrets of his own. The trail may lead to the woman who gave Mika life and then cursed her for it, but nothing is confirmed, and everyone around her is lying. Barely two months after being introduced to the world, Mika is already a target. Who wants her dead so badly, and how far will they go to finish the job?

Anastasia just wanted to finish highschool so she could breathe. Everyone bullied her and she was used to it but then there was one person that took it upon himself to remind her each day she was an ugly freak. Vincent made it his life mission to taunt and bully her each day. She hated it but couldn't say anything about it because she didn't want to get into more trouble. It gets more intense when Vincent's rival Caleb picks interest on Anastasia and Vincent wasn't going to sit and watch someone trample over him. Anastasia was caught up in the middle of the rival she wanted nothing to do with. Extract from the story **" "You are mine to play with and I won't stand and watch someone take you from me."Vincent hissed at me before shoving me and walking away.

Jane is a teenager in high school who had always been insecure about her looks thanks to her older sister who was always deemed more beautiful. She thought living under her sister's shadow was the worst thing that could happen to her.Until one day, her luck turned for the worst when the school's biggest jerk and the bad boy Jake decided to force her to become his wing-woman to win Liliana's heart! Not only that, she accidentally bumped into an even bigger jerk, Jake's older brother Aaron who couldn't seem to keep his hands off of her. How will she ever escape these ruthless bad boys?*Cover designed by Modern_Diary

Jo hasn't heard a word from Jude since he left for therapy after they completed high school. Three years on, she decides to give love another chance. Just when she opens her heart to someone else, Jude walks back into her life. Do the feelings of old still exist? Do they matter any more? Book 2 of Knowing Jude

Betrayed and wolfless, Sophia strikes a deal with Zakhar Volkov, a dominant hockey Alpha battling wild rage. Behind their fake relationship, an irresistible connection sparks an ancient secret, threatening to unleash an all-out civil war within the pack.

He walked backwards down the hallway, his hand still down the front of my pants. Pulling me along like a lost puppy. I hung on to every motion he made with his fingers. He stopped at a door once his back hit it. “This is me. You coming in?” His voice was deep and raspy with a hunger I hadn’t heard from him in years. Was I really about to fuck Keegan at this wedding rehearsal? ___________________Brees and Keegan went their separate ways three years ago. They haven’t seen one another or communicated in all of those years. Now a wedding in the family will bring them back together. Can they remain civil?

Sophie Riley Hayes has spent years secretly loving her golden-boy best friend, Noah Grayson, believing that one day he’ll finally see her as more than the shy girl in oversized sweaters and glasses. Then she overhears him call her a pathetic dork who worships him. By morning, the cruel conversation has spread across campus, turning Sophie into everyone’s favorite joke—and Noah’s silence hurts more than his words ever could. Enter Rhett Mavericks, the arrogant hockey captain and Noah’s infamously reckless stepbrother. He offers Sophie a deal: fake-date him, and he’ll help her reclaim her confidence and destroy the humiliation surrounding her. In return, she’ll tutor him and keep his hockey career on track. It should be simple. Except Rhett has wanted Sophie for years. And pretending to be hers might be the most dangerous thing he’s ever done—because the more he gets to know the girl behind the glasses, the less willing he is to let her go. Now the campus thinks their love story is fake. Rhett knows better. He fell first. And he’s done hiding it.

I had been in a relationship with Zachary Dawson for seven years and engaged for three when, out of the blue, Ruby White, the daughter of his mentor, moved into our home. Sitting casually on the bed that Zachary and I shared, Ruby lounged with an air of nonchalance, her voice playful and teasing. "Zachary, the dental god, sure has a nice bed," she remarked with a smirk. "I can only imagine what it would be like to spend the night with him in this bed." I captured the scene on my phone and sent the video to our family group chat with a brief message: Looks like Zachary might have a new girlfriend Zachary rushed home, wrapping his arms protectively around a tearful Ruby. He pointed at me, his voice seething with anger. "My mentor's dying wish was for me to take care of Ruby! If you can't accept that, then move out!" Honestly, my brows furrowed deeper than the wrinkles on the bedsheets Ruby had sat on. Fine. I didn't need the bed, and I didn't need a fiancé anymore.

On the day of our daughter's birthday, my husband brought the daughter of his true love home.The little girl had her arms wrapped around my husband's neck. She pointed at me and asked, "Dad, who is she?"My husband tried to comfort her. "Baby, she's the nanny that I've hired for you."I tried my best not to be affected by the pain in my chest and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Frost, Please pay me for the work that I've done for the past seven years..."My husband laughed angrily. "You're such a gold digger!"Well, I indeed love money. Why couldn't I love money? I was dying and needed to make preparations for my daughter in advance. Not only that, but I also would make them all pay the price!

Shannon Gray loved Sean Ford wholeheartedly, regardless of her loneliness or feelings of lack of accomplishment.She once believed that he would be her forever until the end. However, things happened the other way around. Finally, she woke up when he pushed her to the edge of the cliff for another woman, only then did she know that she was just a passerby in his life and he would never be hers…Sean, you will regret this one day. In fact, no one can escape from feeling helpless. Perhaps, I will be gone when you decide to come back...

Four years into my wife Anna Keating's out-of-town work assignment, she showed up at the preschool where I taught. She and a man were enrolling a three-year-old boy. The man smiled and handed me the forms. "Mr. Reinhardt, if anything comes up, just call me or his mom." He nudged Anna toward me. She froze when she saw my face, then quickly recovered and offered her hand. "Mr. Reinhardt, Milo's still so young. Please take good care of him." I ignored her hand and looked down at the mother's name on the form: [Anna Keating] Her handwriting was neat. I knew the phone number by heart. Just last night, she'd texted: [My assignment's over. I'll be home the day after tomorrow.] 'So her assignment wasn't over. 'Her kid with her other family was finally old enough for her to spare me some time.' The man kept chatting, oblivious to her outstretched hand. "Mr. Reinhardt, you're a good-looking guy. Got a girlfriend? I could set you up." I looked up from the form. "Sure. Once my divorce is final."

On the way home after learning I was pregnant, my husband, Christopher Monroe, the director of a research institute, suddenly breaks the silence. "There's something I need to tell you." What he says next leaves me stunned. "My widowed sister-in-law is pregnant with my child, too." The smile on my face freezes. I stare at him as he pulls a prenatal examination report from his pocket. It isn't mine. His voice is so calm that it sends a chill down my spine. "That day, you had a high fever and fell asleep in the back seat. We screwed like rabbits in the driver's seat, right where you're sitting now." In an instant, it feels as though I'm plunged into an icy abyss. I open my mouth, but no words come out, as though something is lodged in my throat. Christopher glances down at my slightly rounded belly before delivering his next blow, each word cutting deeper than a knife. "I only intend to have one child. Everything I can offer, from financial support to connections and opportunities, will go to Serena's child. If you choose to have this baby, you'll be raising it without any help from me. "Now that I've told you the truth, whether you keep the baby is entirely up to you."

Everyone in our circle called my wife, Tracy Weaver, an ice-cold nun. She was also a severe germaphobe. Ours was a business marriage. In three years, she never once let me touch her. She was a devout ascetic who claimed her senses were pure and that she had severed all ties to the earthly world. I didn't mind. I had married her for the power of the Weaver family. Then, one day, I discovered a secret photo album on her phone. There was only one person in it: a boy spray-painting graffiti on a wall, his fingers smeared with paint, grinning from ear to ear. Beneath the photo was a caption she had posted from a secret account: [My earthly world. My karmic debt.] At a family gathering, I smiled and asked her when she'd started going for that type. Her expression froze for a split second before it smoothed back to normal. She handed me a document. "Sign the divorce agreement. The Conlin City project and ten percent of the Weaver Group's shares will be transferred to you."