A Million To One Book

A million dollars for a marriage that turns out to be a, Love Scam? Will Mina choose to turn a blind eye for the money or would she choose to do things her own way.

While inspecting the hotel owned by my family, I start to feel hungry after ordering some food at the hotel restaurant. Before the food is served, I munch on a small piece of bread roll for the time being. Suddenly, the lobby manager comes up to me and hands me a piece of paper. "Hello, sir. We do not allow outside food here. It has been 8 minutes and 30 seconds since you entered our restaurant. The total cost of your meal is 1,500 dollars. You'll be fined 1.28 million dollars." I am briefly stunned as I look at the piece of paper detailing the amount I should pay. Then, I take a picture of the piece of paper and send it to the group chat that has all the members of the board of directors. I tag my elder sister in the next message I send. "I've received a fine at the hotel owned by my family. Is this how you've increased the hotel's revenue?"

I left one dire situation and landed in another! Why can't fairies be sweet?! My name is Jessa, and I recently took a trip to Ancient Troy because I said, "I didn't believe in fairies," while sitting on a fairy hill, during a full eclipse. I was on vacation with my family in Ireland, and my sister Meena was with me on the hill when I was sucked through time! Now, I ripped through time again, landing in Ancient Pompeii. Right before Mount Vesuvius destroys the whole area! The best part? My Trojan Prince husband has a twin in Rome and has purchased me as a slave! Why couldn't I return to my own time! Do you want to hear some sound advice? Don't ever piss-off a fairy!

Out of the frying pan and into the fire! You would think with the root word "fair" in fairies would deem the creatures sweet and gentle. Right? Fuck no! I died in Ancient Pompeii's catastrophic demise along with my lover Brixtius, and I was once again tossed through time. This time I land in Medieval Europe, and like my previous two adventures, I run into my dead lovers' look-alike descendant. Except now, he's a Duke and a formidable warrior. And me? The fairies dressed me as a boy, and I somehow have to survive this chivalric world! Why me?! *This book can be read as a stand-alone. The story is full of erotic imagery and explicit content.*

Zira Deverauxdoro was left and was abandon at St. Maria hospital not long after she was born. After that she's been to one foster home to another and each one, she felt alone like there was a part of her missing to keep her from being whole. When she turned 10 years old, she was finally adopted by Ahriman Radamés, one of the riches CEO. There was always something strange about her adopted father, but when she found out that he wasn't human by accident and that he had plans with her that's when she left. Even though she was only sixteen, she had a great common sense and a good amount of money she stashed away of her adopted parents. She's been on her own for 2 years and knows she can never trust or count on others. She can never stay in one place for too long fearing that Ahriman Radamés would find her. She lived day by day in one hotel after another. Driving to a different state every few days. Until one day she rides into a small town in Vermont and runs into a guy name Seth while hustling on a pool table in a bar that happens to be run by vampires.

With a wedding coming up, new matters arise. The newly-engaged couple battle to fight the woes that threaten to ruin their commitment. Follow Cameron and Nia on their new journey to a world that seems so hard to navigate.

One night of boldness leads to a marriage of convenience. Just a plain agreement. No commitment but a lot of sex. She is liking the setup until the 'right one' came back. Without a fuss, she left, bringing the memories and another heartbeat. ********** Dumped by her two-year relationship for the reason of her being prude and frigid, Alexzia Montes proves she was otherwise. With four glasses of wine in her system, she delved into a passionate night with a stranger she randomly picked. "Do I need to pay you? How much?" she outrightly asked. "Can you afford me?" he snickers. "Just tell me how much" she stubbornly retorted. She is getting pissed by his arrogance. "500 billion dollars" he briefly replies with raised challenging brows. "What?" she mumbles in disbelief. "My present net worth is more or less 500 billion dollars" he unconcernedly replied. Stunned, she becomes quiet. "That's why you look familiar..." she frustratedly whispers, facepalming herself. The man she often sees on tv and in newspapers but hasn't met in person. The only person in the country who has a five hundred billion net worth. "CEO Lucien Wright..." she whispers in despair, almost indistinct. Of all people, she had chosen the cold and ruthless CEO of Wright Group of Companies. How could she afford him? He could even buy her, body and soul. "I need a wife, a bait for my girlfriend to come back. Name your price" he casually announced, handing her the documents. "Once she is back, you will sign the divorce paper and peacefully leave. I will pay you, just name the amount" he added. The offer is tempting Alexzia. She needs ten million dollars and it's an impossible plight but she has an easy way out, being a Ten Million Dollar Wife to CEO Wright.

Betrayed by his fiancée hours before their wedding, CEO Mason Caldwell impulsively finds a last-minute bride, Gianna to spite his ex. Gianna is bound by a contract to Mason, who has vowed to never open up his heart to anyone ever again. But when some unexpected feelings begin to bloom between the two, it seems there might be more danger looming, as well as bitter truths that surface from the past to tear them apart.

"You are secretly Wild Mrs. Williams but I Can make you experience all that you are reading." Everett was stunned looking at the genre she was reading. Whilst Arizona flinched by the sudden voice of her husband. The tale of A guy who was afraid to fall in love and A girl who craved love were bounded in a arranged marriage.

My husband, Malcolm Thorpe, has low sperm motility. After 33 rounds of IVF, I finally got pregnant. On delivery day, I start hemorrhaging, and the medical team calls for an emergency C-section. Malcolm signs the consent form, then rushes straight back to his childhood sweetheart's birthday party. But instead of starting the C-section, the surgeon says, "Ms. Jacobson, the electronic medical record lists you as single. This consent form isn't valid." I stop breathing for a beat. The happy marriage I believe in turns out to be a sham. Later, Mom and Dad rush in and sign the consent for me. But by then, the baby is gone. The asphyxia lasted too long. After surgery, I scrawl my name on the cremation consent with shaking hands, then dial a number without thinking. "Samuel, are you free now? Meet me in front of City Hall."