Runaway Bride/Groom

That 'yes' could mean my death, torture, hate, disrespect, rape or anything more heartless and brutal. But, keeping my head high I said 'I am ready!" He was the king of Arab, living miles away and had an evil plan against my Empire proposed for the marriage in front of Royal court with me but little did he know was nothing I had on my mind. I agreed for the wedding and his face fell. I could clearly see the anger and hate he had for me as expected a straight denial. But, I couldn't deny. I had to accept it for the sake of my empire and my family didn't know anything about the conspiracy. I didn't know what he had for me but I somehow made myself ready for everything he had to give and never let him succeed in what he was thinking. But, my world turned upside down when I reached his Empire. I couldn't believe he had such plans. This is the Journey of Princess Gulaab as she accepted the proposal of a Twisted Sultan about whom she knows nothing. All she knew was he was planning a vast conspiracy against her Empire and she was the only one who could ruin his plan to ashes. She didn't twice of herself, she didn't twice about how she would be treated far away from her Empire. All she cared was only well for her Empire and she could literally do anything for her Brother and her Empire. Mature Content!!!

In a world ruled by power and betrayal, Blossom is a shy yet stunning young woman trapped under her uncle Alejandro's cruel control after losing her parents. With a deep hatred for her uncle and a burning desire for freedom, she feels like a pawn in a brutal game when her daring sister, Diana, escapes to find love, leaving Blossom to take her place in an arranged marriage to the brooding Alpha Dean. Dean is still haunted by his late wife, Eliza, whose memory looms large over the pack. When he unexpectedly rejects Blossom, she sees an opportunity to break free from Alejandro's grasp. In a bold move, she confronts Dean and convinces him to marry her. As Blossom steps into a new life, she faces hostility from those who resent her presence, including the bitter Liza and Eliza's vengeful sister, Fina. Misunderstandings abound, especially when Blossom misinterprets a moment between Dean and Liza, leaving her heartbroken and questioning her place in the pack. In this captivating tale of love, rivalry, and determination, Blossom must navigate dangerous alliances and complicated relationships. Will she find her true strength and escape the shadows of her past, or will she forever be trapped in a world of schemes and jealousy?

"You could have chosen anyone. Women throw themselves at you, I'm certain of it. Women who would die to be your chosen… your mate. Why take me, someone unwilling?" "I did not choose you," he said, with a shrug. "Alexandros and Nikolaos did." "Then what's stopping you from setting me free? From choosing another?" I challenged. "I don't want another." ***** Becoming the bride of the most desired and dangerous Alpha is no fairytale, but a bloody nightmare. Lyla Gray, a young human woman, is taken from a life of poverty and dumped into a world of wealth and Lycans... sold into an arranged union with a man she neither trusts nor desires. Her marriage to Zephyrus Wrath, the fearsome and filthy-rich Alpha of a dominant Lycan pack, is not born out of love, but forced by his pack’s traditions. He never wanted a mate. But when duty calls, he bends to take a bride. What he doesn’t expect is to want her. Uncontrollably. Madly. Yet even as the desire is evident between them, he refuses to force the bond. He wants Lyla to choose him willingly. But Lyla is no calm, submissive woman. She challenges him at every turn, determined to frustrate him enough to make him back down and send her away. Yet in doing so, she draws dangerous attention to herself. Eyes that see her as ungrateful, as someone who should feel honored to be Zephyr’s 'Chosen'.

Today was supposed to be my wedding day. The D-day, the big day—whatever people liked to call it. For me, it was meant to be the happiest day of my life. Our life. But to the likes of me, happiness was nothing but a cruel illusion. The groom, Clyde Monroe, wasn’t waiting for me at the altar. Instead, the ruthless, calculating billionaire—known for his icy demeanor and unmatched power—was on one knee before someone else. Someone who was supposed to be dead. His ex-girlfriend. As the truth unraveled, so did the fragile threads of the life we were building. Betrayal, grief, humiliation—I felt it all. Clyde’s haunted past, one I had only glimpsed, was now ripping apart the fragile illusion of the bond I thought we shared. The truth? I was nothing more than a pawn, a random babymaker caught in a game I never signed up to play. My name is Margaux Olsen, and I am his unwanted bride.

"I can't marry you! My girlfriend is going to come back!" he yelled pacing in the conference room. "Me neither but unfortunately I'm now your fiancée," I told him with a smirk on my face. •–• Heaven broke up with her boyfriend and decided to move back to London, her home town to start new life when crossed paths with a couple at the airport. A not so right place to meet but at a very wrong time.They exchanged harsh words leaving them to part ways with grudges in their hearts. Getting to a job interview the following day, she met the person she thought she'd never meet. Him. Mr Jerk. Just when he thought he had gotten rid of her, she became his bride. With a strong hatred between them would they ever get along?

Ariana Mason lives with her Uncle and Aunt. She is a 21-year-old student who knows nothing about her actual parents. Her day starts like any other day except for one thing. Her aunt Helen sold her to a 40 years old businessman. His goons were chasing her for their boss as she was running in an abandoned place for her life. Ryan Walter, 24 years old, thinks that life is perfect because he has everything. His family, business, mansion, and a good-looking sweetheart, his soon-to-be wife. Until his wedding day, his lover runs with the other man. In agony and rage, he is going home when he walks on Ariana, running away from the goons. He saves her from them, but she has to marry him and stay with him for at least five years. Can she stay married to a man who already has someone in his heart? A man who saves her but in return wants everything except for love. A man who has dark desires in corners for his lover, but now she has to bear them.

He is a prince, an unexpected news. He was the long lost prince of a kingdom and his grandfather was desperate to have him continue the line. But before he assume the crown, he has to find a bride, and have a child. What if he ask someone to pretend with him but ends up falling in love with her?

Ashton had always been deeply devoted. However, on the day his first love was diagnosed with cancer, he handed me a pill that could erase memories. "Macie," he said gently, "Lydia doesn't have much time left. Give me three days—to give her the wedding she's always dreamed of." "I promise I won't break your heart.This pill will make you forget, just temporarily. Once it's over, you'll take the antidote, fall in love with me again, and we'll get married—properly, this time." His eyes left no room for doubt. So I took the pill and swallowed it. No hesitation. However, what Ashton did not realize... I created the memory-erasing drug. There is no antidote. In three days, I'll forget him—forever.

Blurb... Olga a sweet beautiful Polish girl, has a huge crush on the son of a family friend by name Zane, a ruthless scillian mafia boss. Despite the fact he always ignored her. She has her eyes and heart on him ever since they where kids. Her hearts get shattered when she hears that he is getting married to his girlfriend Julia. But still she decides to attend the wedding to at least see him for the very last time before he gets married. On getting to the wedding it happens to be that the bride doesn't show up, due to some lackadaisical character of her's and Mr and Mrs Harrison after seeing how many guests sitted already for their son's wedding. Couldn't help but find an option for him. And guess who was the option??? Did they live happily ever after??? Did he see and love her as his wife???? Did he really feel anything for her despite the fact he always ignored her??? Read and find out.... Characters Protagonist Name:Zane Harrison. Age: Middle aged. Personality: Wise, kind and strong willed. Physical description: Tall, dignified, blue eyes and authoritative. (Apparently every woman's dream) Back ground: A scillian mafia born into wealth. Conflict: Struggles hard within himself to suppress what he feels for Olga and instead goes ahead to get married to someone who he feels totally nothing for out of desperation and pride. Antagonist Name: Olga Kowal Age: 24 Personality: Curious,naive and independent. Physical description: Slim, blonde hair, Tall and beautiful Background: Daughter of a wealthy up and doing clothing business man. Whose father also happens to be close business associate with Mr. Harrison Conflict: Struggles with her own prejaudices, misunderstanding's and situation fate has put her.

"Get up, I'm hungry. Cook for me NOW!" The authoritative tone jolted me awake, not giving me a moment to freshen up or even change. We don't sleep side by side; he stays in the master bedroom while I occupy the guest room. He can't stand being near me. It hurts deeply when those words come from him, but it's a recurring pattern. I hurriedly made my way downstairs, still tying the robe around me. In the kitchen, I began preparing his breakfast. You see, I'm his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, not a day goes by without him reminding me that he doesn't love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me. But that's alright because, as I've mentioned, I love him so much that I'm willing to do anything just to earn his love in return. A single tear escaped and fell onto the clove of garlic I was chopping. I quickly wiped it away. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Manang watching me. I took a deep breath to regain my composure before turning to her with a forced smile. "I'm sorry; I got emotional over garlic." I lied.