Romans First-Person POV & Histoires CEO Substitute

My family sold me for $10 million. For three years, I was Dominic Winter's dirty secret—locked in his basement, bleeding twice a week to keep the ruthless billionaire alive. While I slowly died in the basement, he planned his wedding with my sister. The night he touched me, and whispered that I was his salvation, making me believe I mattered—I was pathetic enough to believe his words. However, I heard him tell his mother the truth one night: "She's just a medical necessity. Handle her with care." That was all I was to him—a medical necessity. I was eight weeks pregnant with his child. I ran. Six years later, I'm Dr. Bree Roberts—the world-renowned scientist he's been desperately searching for. I have our son. I have my freedom. I have the only cure that can save his dying life. Now Dominic Winter is on his knees, begging. But the girl he destroyed? She's dead. And the woman who rose from those ashes? She's going to make him pay for every drop of blood he took.

I walked in on my own birthday cake and my sister in my fiancé's bed. Same night, same house, same face as mine — because Noel and I are twins, and she's spent her whole life proving she can take anything that's ever been mine. He hit me for calling her a liar. She smiled when he did it. So I did the one thing neither of them saw coming. I got in my car. I found the nearest bar. I kissed a stranger like he could erase three years in one night. I didn't ask his name. Didn't need it — until it was on every headline in the country the next morning, and I was the scandal standing next to it. Ace Stone doesn't marry for love. He marries because his grandfather's will gave him ninety days and no room to lose his empire to a boardroom full of vultures. I don't marry for money. I marry because my mother's heart won't survive the paperwork it takes to say no. Twenty million dollars. A ring that isn't mine. One rule: don't feel anything real. We were supposed to be better liars than this. Because somewhere between the cameras and the countdown and the ex-fiancé who thinks I'm still his to reclaim, Ace Stone stopped performing. He pulled me off a dark street with his hands shaking harder than mine. He told a nurse I was family. He didn't sound like he was lying. My sister isn't finished with me. She never is. But I've spent my whole life being the "before" to someone else's "after" — too much space, not enough silence, never quite what anyone ordered. I'm done being edited down to fit. He married a scandal. He has no idea what she's about to become.

I wrote a dark romance full of red flags. Cyrus Crest was a Possessive billionaire., Obsessive and dangerous. The kind readers eat up. Then I spilled coffee on my laptop… and woke up inside my own unfinished book. Now I’m stuck as the heroine, face-to-face with Cyrus Crest, the exact man I created and the exact type I hate. I can’t change anything I’ve already written. I can’t tell him this is a book. And every time I try to run, the plot drags me right back to him. I was supposed to stay and let him help me up. I scrambled away and ran instead. He noticed. Now the red flag I wrote is looking at me like I’m the only thing that doesn’t obey him… and he’s decided I’m his. I hate him. I created him. And somehow, I’m the one who has to survive him long enough to write the ending.

To save his twin sister Clara from a terrible fate, lazy and carefree Cole Titan agrees to do the impossible: act like a woman, squeeze into a gown, and take her place in a court-ordered 3-month cohabitation with her cold husband. His temporary spouse is Xavier Sterling, the ruthless, incredibly handsome CEO of Sterling Tech Global. Cole only needs to survive ninety days, wear a strict heart-rate monitor, and stay out of Xavier’s way. There’s just one massive problem...Xavier realizes on night one that his "wife" is actually a man. Instead of exposing the fraud, Xavier decides to keep Cole captive, finding his chaotic panic far too entertaining to let go. Things spiral completely out of control when Julian Vance, Xavier’s charismatic, lifelong arch-nemesis, enters the picture to steal "Clara" away, only to end up hopelessly tangled up with Cole instead. Trapped between two insanely powerful billionaires who hate each other but refuse to let him go, Cole’s simple scheme turns into an explosive game of power, jealousy, and secret family scandals. When the dust settles, who said a man can't end up married to two rival CEOs?

That night, drunk and heartbroken after her fiancé’s betrayal, Celeste accidentally sent her masturbation video to her boss, Lazarrus Walkez V, the ruthless billionaire who lives in permanent numbness. The next morning, a single text arrived, “Come to my office, Little doe.” From that moment…he offered her a dirty deal, and she became the only one who could awaken the monster that had been dead inside him. Revenge turned into obsession. Obsession turned into love.

Welcome to FeyLume. A home for moonlit romances, dangerous love stories, and unforgettable worlds. Here, every story is chosen for the emotions it leaves behind—whether it's a fated mate, a ruthless alpha, a broken heart, or a love worth fighting for. Because some stories aren't just read. They stay with you.

They told her carrying her sister’s child was the only way to earn the right to breath. For seven month she was a prisoner. Carrying the baby of the same guy she loved from high school down to college… the same guy married to her sister. She lost the baby after a tragic incident leading to the loss of her womb. Then an accident dragging her to a coma. Waking up a year later she’s locked up in a villa. Owned by a billionaire who looks exactly like the ghost of her past. He claims he saved her from a murder attempt orchestrated by her own flesh and blood. But as Seraphina looks into his cold, possessive eyes, she realizes the man standing before her isn't just the ghost of her past. He is a ghost with a darker face, a deadlier agenda, and a secret that changes everything she knows about her bloodline, her trauma, and the monsters who raised her.

One disastrous night. One mysterious savior. One impossible choice. When Nora Sutherland's brother destroys their family's future, she becomes the sacrifice. The deal is simple: marry billionaire Sterling Marlowe, save everyone she loves, survive three years of a loveless arrangement. But the man waiting at the altar isn't Sterling. He's darker. Dangerous. Devastating. And his steel-blue eyes hold secrets that make her heart race and her instincts scream that something is very, very wrong. Griffin Marlowe has been searching for the woman he saved from disaster three months ago. The woman he held through the darkest hours. The woman he can't forget. Finding her should have been a relief. Discovering she's about to become his brother's wife? A nightmare. Realizing he's the one marrying her instead? Unforgivable. Some lies destroy everything. Others might just save them both. If the truth doesn't kill them first.