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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'."

The alpha kissed me like he hated how much he wanted me. His mouth claimed mine with violence, shattering the one rule we had agreed on. No kissing. No feelings. Just breeding. “Don’t fall in love with me, Lisa,” he warned, his voice rough against my skin. I laughed, breathless and bitter. I knew exactly what I was to him. A contract. A body. A means to an heir. Something he could use and discard while returning to the mate he truly belonged to. This was never meant to be about love. But his touch rewrote my resolve, and the closer I got to giving him what he wanted, the more I realized the real danger wasn’t pregnancy. It was what would be left of me when this ended.

SEVEN DAYS BEFORE MY WEDDING, I walked into our bedroom and found my neurosurgeon fiancé cheating with my cousin. Six months later, Oliver and Vanessa are married, my humiliation is office coffee-break gossip, and I've done everything possible to disappear off the face of the earth. Then I find out my grandmother is dying. This birthday might be her last, and I refuse to let my ex take that from me too. Problem is, going means facing my own personal nightmare head-on: Oliver and Vanessa, happy and married, right in front of me, while the rest of my family looks at me like I'm a walking tragedy. That's when Simon Hart—my billionaire boss, arrogant as hell, and the only man who can irritate me, make me laugh, and dismantle every single one of my defenses in the same conversation—makes me an absolutely ridiculous proposal. "Just think about it." He spreads his hands. " You’re tired of everyone pitying you. I’m rich as hell, handsome as hell, and charming as hell. Who's going to feel sorry for you when you show up with Simon Hart on your arm?" The problem is, he's right. I need a boyfriend to survive my grandmother's birthday weekend without turning back into the official family disaster. And Simon needs a serious girlfriend to prove to all of New York that the city's most eligible bachelor has finally settled down. It was supposed to be simple. Fake dating. Two events. Some convincing touching. Absolutely zero feelings. Until we added new terms to the agreement. No-strings s*x. No jealousy. No expectations. Just s*x. And it worked perfectly. Right up until everything went completely off the rails.

I still remember the way the air felt when it left my lungs for the last time. For five years, I was the Quiet Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. I was the wolf-less girl who wasn’t supposed to be there, the one the Omegas mocked and the elders ignored. I thought Nikolai Grey was the kind brother—the safe choice. I loved him through every cold look, and every night he left me alone because I couldn't give him a pup. I was his wife, but to him, I was just a prophecy to be fulfilled. And when I didn't fit the mold? He didn't just discard me. He ended my life in front of everyone. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. I woke up five years ago. The Knight family expects me to marry a Grey. They think I’m going to choose the charming, smiling Nikolai again. They’re wrong. I’m done being the victim. If I’m going to survive this life, I don’t need a husband; I need a weapon. I need the brother Nikolai is terrified of. The one they call a monster because he doesn't know how to pretend. Alexander Grey. He’s ruthless. He’s cold. He’s the Alpha everyone avoids in the hallways. I walked right up to him, ignored the warning growl in his chest, and asked him to marry me. Nikolai thinks he’s getting a submissive bride. He has no idea that this time, I’m bringing his worst nightmare home to dinner.

Joanna wakes up from a dream six months before the apocalypse. In her dream she lived 5 years into the apocalypse before she was sold to an enemy base by her mom and sister after they betrayed her. She decides to rewrite her ending by upgrading her secret storage space and building an elite team of fighters who will battle zombies, gain superpowers, and keep her from becoming an experiment to the enemy base.
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.

Angel Moretti. He was the love of my life. I always knew he was ever since we were kids. We did everything together. His name is Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. He was my world, my everything. Until he brutally ripped my heart from my chest three years ago. He tore my heart to shreds when he humiliated me by claiming another woman in his clubhouse, in the same bed we once shared. Savage by name, Savage by nature. He didn’t even give me a chance to tell him the news I had just accused me of cheating. Me, Angel Moretti. Like I would ever do that to him. So I ran, I ran from the pain he caused me. Ran from my family. Not wanting to be seen as the disgrace, but mainly to save him and his MC from annihilation. So I fled with the life we created growing inside of me. But all good things must come to an end. When he walks into my bar three years later. So what do I? Do I run? Or face the man who destroyed me? What could go wrong? Well, everything apparently. Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. She was my Angel, my goddess sent to me from heaven and I fucked it up. I claimed someone I shouldn’t have and paid dearly for it. I was a damn fool to believe the lies and bullshit. Missing out on the most precious gift Angel could give me. But I will make it right. Angel Moretti thinks she can get away from me with my kid. She has another thing coming, especially when I claim them both as mine. She will have no choice but to move back home with me. She may be a Mafia Princess, but she is mine!

“Isn’t this our first night? I’m ready to give my body to you, Mr. Alexandro,” Lucia said, already wearing sexy lingerie. Alexandro merely looked her over from head to toe. Lucia lowered her gaze; she wasn’t sure the man even wanted to touch her plump body. Alexandro stepped closer and closer, then pushed Lucia until she sat on the floor, her head tilting up toward her husband. “Do you like BDSM?” Alexandro asked. Lucia swallowed hard. This was the beginning of a nightmare for her. *** Lucia had never lived as a loved child. After her parents died, she grew up in her uncle’s house and was treated like a burden. Lucia was fat, quiet, and constantly compared to her beautiful cousin; she learned to accept insults as a part of life. Until one day, her uncle’s loan shark debts dragged Lucia into a contract marriage with Alexandro De Luca, a powerful man who was cold, cruel, and untouchable. That loveless marriage turned Lucia into a subject of ridicule in the cruel elite world, even in her own home. She was considered a disgrace and a wife unworthy of standing beside an Alexandro De Luca.

Dangerous Desires Book One. I, Zia Walker, take you, Xavier Luciano, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will honor you all the days of my life. 'And above all, I vow not to fall for you.' ~~ Trapped with the responsibility to my family, fate forced me to marry Xavier Luciano. He was the perfect solution to my problems, but there was only one condition he asked before promising me his ‘I do.’ “Don’t fall for me,” was his unbreakable rule. I laughed at him that day, thinking how easy it is to follow his stupid rule. I’m in love with my ex-fiance, his younger brother Calvin, so what could possibly go wrong? I agreed without hesitation, seeing him as the ticket out of my life’s predicament. Like a raging wave, the realization of my vow’s weight crashed on me. How can I fulfill my promise, when even in the darkness and danger that surrounds him, I’m hauled like a moth to a flame? How can I fight the slow burn of falling for my husband? The man I swore to cherish and adore, until death do us part, and the one my heart chose to love.

Elena Vance has spent five years being quiet. Quiet in her spotless kitchen, quiet under her husband’s fists, quiet when the world around her forgot she existed. Mark Vance has taken her savings, her friends, and her freedom. Then he loses $250,000 to the Ironhead Cartel. When Jax Mercer walks into their home, he doesn’t ask for the money. He takes what Mark loves most: his car, his watch, and his wife. And Mark lets him. Jax is the cold, calculating king of a criminal empire, a man who has never needed to raise his voice. He holds Elena as collateral, and he has no intention of being kind. But when he sees the bruises Mark left on her skin, something in him turns to ice. He doesn’t touch broken things. He doesn’t clean up another man’s mess. And he doesn’t share what belongs to him. Locked inside Jax’s compound, Elena is terrified, trapped, and sure she is about to be destroyed. Instead, she is handed a dangerous job: help Jax find a traitor hiding in his own house. It is the one thing she is good at, and the first time in years that anyone has needed her. But Jax is a man who trades in power, not mercy. Every day under his roof pulls Elena deeper into his world, and every night makes it harder for her to tell whether she’s his captive, his weapon, or something far more dangerous to them both. As rival cartels circle, Mark returns to claim what he sold, and the line between ownership and obsession begins to burn, Jax will have to choose: let go of his collateral, or burn down everything he’s built to keep her safe.

Everyone knows the Locatelli heir is a monster. Few have lived long enough to tell the world what happens when he loses control. Amelie Pearce has spent her entire life learning what it means to be a mafia princess. Born into one of Chicago’s most powerful crime families, she has money, beauty, a famous surname, and a future that was decided long before she was old enough to question it. What she doesn’t have is the freedom to choose whom she loves. Her father has arranged her marriage to Gio Locatelli, the ruthless heir to the Locatelli Cartel and a man whose reputation stretches across the New York underworld. Handsome, wealthy, and dangerously intelligent, Gio possesses everything a woman could desire—except a conscience. Behind his expensive suits and charming smile lies a man capable of turning a quiet room into a place of terror.

Tatyana Petrov was never meant to be his forever. She was meant to be his payment. To end a brutal mafia war in Kazan, an innocent woman is offered in marriage to Nikolai Markov, the city’s most feared crime lord. Their marriage is a transaction, not a union. She becomes his possession, protected by his power and imprisoned by his rules. He keeps her at arm’s length, determined to use her to settle old debts and avenge his clan. But the more he resists her, the more she becomes something he cannot afford to dispose of. She becomes the quiet center of his chaos and his weakness he would set the world ablaze to protect. As danger closes in, his loyalty is torn apart by a truth that changes everything: she is not his enemy’s blood… but his own. Bound by a marriage meant to end a war, they must now choose between honor, power, and a love that was never meant to exist.

Book 1: My Badboy Knight Tasha: I should know better than to fall for another guy who might break my heart again. But Nate Adams stormed into my life, crumbling down the walls I began building around my heart. He makes me want to fall in love again. This time, with him. Nate: Tasha Quinn is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Everything about her is beautiful. Hot. Sexy. Perfect. I am fucking in love with her. I have always been in love with her. She is my sweetest addiction. Book 2: The Playboy King Diane: Leo King doesn't give a fuck about love, dating, or any other cupid shit like that. He never lacks enough women to fuck in bed, is annoyingly attractive, and constantly oversteps his boundaries around me. Just because he's the heir to the generational wealth of the King Family doesn't mean he can have any woman at his beck and call. College was supposed to be my chance to start my life afresh, away from my past traumas. But Leo King is making things very hard for me. And living with him is also not helping me at all. Leo: Diane Brandon is the pain in my ass. Ever since she started living with me after my sister Marissa relocated to France, she's been dictating to me how I should live my life in my own house. I hate how she also acts like she is some quiet angel with no demons. But everyone has a skeleton in their closet, whether big or small, and I can feel down to my bones that Diane is hiding something truly dark beneath that cheerful, seductive mask of hers. She is making my life miserable. A little dig-up for payback wouldn't hurt.

Ella Mae Emerson, the girl who stays hidden at all costs, the girl who likes to be alone with eyes glued to the floor, words coming out as stutters, and nervousness her own personal shadow. She's just a girl who's trying to make it through the day with anxiety clinging to her back.Declan Olin Anderson, the new kid who transferred with drooling features and a charming attitude. Football is his sport, you could say he's quite the stellar athlete who's got game both on and off the field. If you push he'll pull, he doesn't quit because no good athlete does.She wasn't like him and he wasn't like her. They each got their own problems but finding each other wasn't one of them.*"You're beautiful Ellie, that's why they're staring." He whispers into my ear. My cheeks go hot as my eyes meet his. I don't know why, but when Declan calls me beautiful I get this feeling that I can't describe. He makes me feel so special. At this moment it's just me and him, he smirks and adds, "You're my girl, not theirs, they are jealous and they should be."

Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands. Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam.Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end.Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas?Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake?Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind?

Aria Vance never wanted a new family. After her mother marries a billionaire businessman Richard Hayes, eighteen-year-old Aria is forced to leave behind the life she knew and move into the enormous Hayes estate. But there is only one problem. Richard already has a son, Jaxon Hayes. And Jaxon immediately hates Aria. To him, Aria and her mother are outsiders who have invaded his home, his family, and potentially his inheritance. He makes Aria’s first year at Crestwood College miserable, constantly reminding her that she doesn't belong. But Aria has one secret, Blake Reed, Crestwood’s golden-boy hockey captain. She's admired him from afar for months but lacks the confidence to approach him. After her handwritten love letters are repeatedly discarded, Aria decides to take a risk and secretly obtains the phone number she believes belongs to Blake. She begins texting him anonymously. Unknown to her, the number doesn't belong to Blake, it belongs to her stepbrother, Jaxon. And while Aria believes she's finally communicating with the boy of her dreams, Jaxon slowly becomes fascinated by the mysterious girl behind the messages. Meanwhile, Blake begins noticing Aria in real life. Suddenly, Aria is caught between the boy she thinks she's talking to, the boy she secretly loves, and the stepbrother determined to make her life miserable. And eventually, everyone is going to discover the truth.

He was making out with her when I walked in. The dean of Bellmont Academy was bent over her desk, completely lost in the moment. And Vincent Carrington, hockey captain and heir to a fortune that could buy this school a hundred times over, stood behind her, his hands on her waist, acting like he had nothing to lose. I should have looked away. I should have run. But I stood there frozen, watching the boy I'd loved from the shadows for three years use a woman old enough to be his mother like she was disposable. And then he saw me. Now he's threatening to ruin me. To destroy my mother and make my life a living hell. Worse? His father is marrying my mother. Vincent Carrington is about to become my stepbrother. Now we live under the same roof. Now I have to see him every day. Now he's pushing me against walls, his hand on my throat, his lips inches from mine, telling me he'll never accept me while his body betrays every word he says. Because the way he looks at me isn't hatred. The way he touches me isn't cruelty. And the way I kissed him back? That was the most dangerous thing I've ever done.

Synopsis. Maya, a 19-year-old student, used to think that not giving up on love was a sign of strength, until her boyfriend, Captain Nathan, of four years, shattered the illusion. He was a manipulative and toxic boyfriend who broke her heart severely, yet crawled his way back into her life. However, after catching him with her best friend, Kierra, in the locker room, she got fed up with love and wanted just peace and money for her sick mother's medical treatment. But after an unexpected encounter at a party with the college golden boy, Davies Jnr, Nathan's rival, her story took an unexpected turn. Davies saw her as the perfect girl to repair his tarnished reputation, and he offered her a fake dating contract: He would pay her sick mother's medical bills, and she would play the role of his girlfriend to debunk his playboy image. Torn between pride and love for her family, she signed the fake dating agreement with Davies. She said it was just a roleplay, set rules between them, grew cold at him privately, but to the outside they were perfect lovers, and that was enough blow on Nathan's face. Nathan, coupling with Kierra, would do anything to get back at her. Nathan wanted her back, while Kierra was just after her selfish desires. But as the fake dating contract pulled them closer in irresistible proximity, fighting rivalries, and defeating social scandals, the thick line between them began to fray, getting thinner and more dangerous.

During a family gathering, my mother produces a few photos of different men. She asks me which one I want to get into an arranged marriage with. I don't choose Bradley Garvin again in this lifetime. Instead, I pull out a photo of my own and give it to my mother. It's of Terrence Garvin, the Garvin family's true leader. My mother is surprised. I've pursued Bradley for many years, after all. What she doesn't know is that I married him in my past life. However, he rarely came home. I always thought it was because he was too busy. Whenever anyone asked me about it, I took all the blame. I only discovered the truth on our 20th wedding anniversary after accidentally breaking a box he kept locked in his closet. It turned out my sister was the one he'd always loved. He never returned home because he didn't want to see me. Unexpectedly, Bradley loses his mind when I'm about to put a diamond ring on Terrence's finger on our wedding day.

“Strip off her clothes!” It never occurred to Gwen White that her husband would order a bunch of men to strip her! Throughout the ten years of crushing on him and two years of marriage, Gwen loved Jared Crawford madly, but he despised and hated her to her bones. That said, when Gwen decided to leave Jared for good, he personally brought her back from the depths of hell and begged her to start all over again...

Maisie Stone has known Ethan Ford for 15 years. She's gone from being a young woman to a married one. She's also gone from being Ethan's true love to an old flame. He cheats on her repeatedly, and she forgives him every time. After a suicide attempt, Maisie finally sees the light. This rotten world is just a competition to see who can be more shameless than others. In an open relationship, both parties live their own lives. Since he's messing around with her sister, she can mess around with his friends and brothers.

Ever since summer vacation began, my son had been getting a new toy almost every three days. Whenever I asked where they came from, he said my best friend had bought them. I was about to pick out a thank-you gift when I overheard him talking excitedly into his smartwatch from behind his bedroom door. "Reporting for duty, sir! Mission accomplished. Monster Mom believed me!" I froze, certain I'd misheard. Then he asked for his reward. "Dad, can I come to your third-anniversary celebration with Mama Viv tonight? "I'm so sick of eating canned soup and boxed mac and cheese with Mom every day. I could throw up!" My breath caught. I snatched the watch from his wrist. A photograph had just come through: my husband, who'd supposedly left for another shift at the auto repair shop that morning, was kissing another woman's forehead. My hands shook so badly I could barely hold the screen. My heart nearly stopped. My son threw down his toy and, in a panic, started scolding me. "Mom! Why are you spying on my private conversations? Mama Viv is picking me up to go have fun later. Don't ruin it for us!" Then he pressed himself against the window, waiting excitedly for her. I stood there, numb, staring at the apology my husband had sent barely a minute earlier. "I'm sorry, honey. You've both had to struggle because of me for so many years. I'll take you out for a nice dinner tonight." Tears blurred the words. It felt as though something had tightened around my heart and refused to let go. But I didn't scream or demand answers. Instead, when the car came to collect my son, I climbed in after him.

Rowan Shaw was unusually calm the day she was diagnosed with brain cancer. She didn't break down in grief as most people would. She simply went to a jewelry store and quietly bought a pair of rings. Then she decorated their home for the occasion. When Ian Ford came home, she suddenly dropped to one knee in front of him and proposed. She thought of so many ways to tell him how she felt as she prepared for the proposal. But when he finally stood before her, her face flushed, and all she managed was a single question in a hoarse voice. "Ian, will you marry me?" Ian stood in the doorway, still in his suit jacket, with nothing but hesitation and indifference in his cold eyes.

At my wedding reception, one of Patricia Ferguson's friends suggests a party game to liven things up. She keeps the rhythm, then points at me. "What's something you see at a wedding?" I look at Patricia beside me and point to myself, beaming. "The groom." My friend, Gordon Palmer, shoots me a knowing look before saying with a smirk, "A pathetic bed warmer." I freeze. I'm about to demand an explanation when Patricia's older sister, Amelia Ferguson, gives me a pointed look and sneers. "The side piece." As the color drains from my face, Patricia gently pats my head. "The truth is, Marvin and I got married last year. If your mother hadn't begged me to take care of you before she died, I wouldn't even be going through with this wedding. "Brad, I know how much you love me. Don't get all hung up on what you are to me." The moment Patricia finishes speaking, my half-brother, Marvin Sawyer, steps onto the stage holding a marriage certificate. Behind him, the screen lights up with an explicit video of me. It's not censored at all, and the audio is loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. Marvin says, "Bradley, your mother was the other woman, and you've followed right in her footsteps. But thanks for throwing yourself at Patricia and keeping her company in bed while I was abroad getting treatment. "All you have to do is get on your knees and beg. Then I'll make it official. I'll let you be Patricia's side piece." My friends exchange mocking glances, smiling as they watch me being humiliated. Turns out every last one of them has known about this, but they've been keeping me in the dark. Their game has reached its grand finale, and I'm the only fool in the room.