Anchored Deb Dana

Calliope Anna Devin, CEO of Devin Cruise Lines, once loved Thaddeus Dela Vera in high school until she believed he betrayed her. Now, ten years later, Thaddeus returns as a ship captain, determined to win her back amidst old wounds and new desires. Can they navigate the stormy seas of their past to find a future together?

What Giordana Quinton never expected was to receive a marriage proposal from Philip Forbes; An A-class jerk she met at her best friend's wedding. Giordana and relationships were two words that never got along after getting heartbroken on the first try. All she wants is to achieve her dreams of becoming a world-renowned cardiologist until a certain man pops up from nowhere with a marriage proposal. Mistakes are made, hearts are broken and plans are thwarted. How will she be able to handle the full package that comes with Philip Forbes?

Sasha's life was not a bed roses. Her father who was a gambler had a huge debt to pay to one of the most dangerous mafias in town, Russell. As a price, she was taken hostage by him and would stay under his wing until the debt was paid. But what happens when Russell finds himself drawn to the girl he took hostage.

“Landon is here?” Mabel asked, turning to look behind her, a frown forming on her face. “Are you stalking me? Huh?” She asked drunkenly and made to climb down from the stool, but she missed her footing and fell toward Landon who instinctively caught her in his arms. Upon realizing what he had done, Landon suddenly pushed her away from his body like he had touched a bag of filth, making her fall to the ground on her butt. “Ouch!” She winced as her butt came in contact with the hard floor. Landon felt a pang of pity for her but quickly masked it. Such a shameless woman isn't worth his sympathy. She was married, yet she was drunk at a bar, flirting with a random guy. ******* What happens if your wedding was never about love but about settling an old score? Mabel never wanted an arranged marriage, but honoring her father’s dying wish left her no choice. On her wedding day, her groom, Landon Ferguson, didn’t bother to show up only sending someone in his place. Humiliated and furious, she swore never to forgive him. As the truth behind their arranged marriage comes to light, Mabel realizes too late some debts demand more than just a name on a marriage certificate. Some demand a sacrifice.

Drina Federico was born with nothing and lost everything too early. Her parents were murdered, her home burned, and the truth was hidden by money and power. Weak, poor, and invisible, she grows up surviving on scraps in the shadows of Madrid, carrying only pain and a quiet hunger for payback. Dino Fazio is everything Drina is not. A cruel billionaire. A man who rules the city from behind polished glass and blood-soaked deals. To the world, he is invincible. In truth, he is the king of a criminal kingdom built on silence and sacrifice. When Drina steals information meant to expose him, she is caught and pulled into his world. Instead of killing her, Dino cages her. Sure, she is a threat. She is broken, frightened, and powerless, but she refuses to kneel. Trapped together, hatred turns sharp, tension turns dangerous, and the line between enemy and obsession starts to blur. As gang wars erupt and secrets surface, Drina learns the truth: Dino did not kill her parents, but his power made their deaths possible. Revenge becomes a choice, not a dream. Escape is no longer enough. Power is. Forced to choose between destroying Dino or standing beside him to burn the kingdom from within, Drina must decide who she will become. A victim who runs, or a woman who rises. In a world where love is born from violence, and trust is paid for in blood, can two broken souls find redemption or will power destroy them both?

Someone started a thread on a forum asking, [Do men become stingy with their wives after marriage?] The replies were full of women complaining about how cheap and calculating their husbands were. My husband, however, went in the opposite direction. After we got married, he handed me his payroll card to manage and kept only a few dozen dollars a month for his own expenses, as though he had truly given everything to me and to this family. I shook my head and was about to respond when my mother-in-law's call interrupted me. "Chloe, Josh's god sister is sick. She needs $4,500." My husband immediately slipped an arm around my shoulders and assured me, "Don't worry. We'll use my salary. You won't have to pay a cent." "Alright," I said. Seeing how certain he was, I transferred one dollar to him on the spot and added a note: Medical expenses transferred. When my mother-in-law saw the transfer, she flew into a rage, sharply accusing me of being jealous and petty, even withholding money meant to save a life. I remained unmoved. "That's all there is on the card." She completely lost her temper, threatening to come over and audit how many kickbacks I had supposedly pocketed over the years. I agreed to settle the accounts. That was when my husband suddenly lost his enthusiasm.

“Raise your head and look at me. Accept my offer—sell yourself to me. You’ll be my puppet, my toy, my obsession. In return, I’ll wipe out the debt your foolish boyfriend owes me. But if you refuse... you’ll face the consequences.” His voice was cold and blunt, his grip tightening around my jaw as he stared deep into my eyes, sending a chilling shiver of fear down my spine. ***** He was her pain, A monster ready to devour her. She was the prey he played with, the obsession he refused to release. She was his beauty. He was her beast. An addiction so fierce he could tear the world apart just to have her. In the blink of an eye, Clara’s life crumbled. Betrayed by the one she loved, left behind by a boyfriend who took a loan from a mafia boss and vanished. Now, she was the payment. Alone, abandoned, and with no family to rescue her, Clara was caged—trapped under the control of a ruthless man who demanded total submission. Every command, every look, every touch was a reminder of her nightmare. She prayed to wake up. But it wasn’t a dream. It was her reality.

"She never knew her father's secrets would cost her freedom. Aria's life changes forever when Cassian Romano storms into her world, demanding payment for a debt she never knew existed. Cold, ruthless, and devastatingly handsome, Chicago's most feared mafia boss takes what her father can't repay—her. But captivity isn't what terrifies Aria most. It's how her body betrays her every time Cassian's dark eyes linger on her. How her pulse races when his fingers graze her skin. She should hate him, fight him, yet she finds herself drowning in the dangerous waters of their forbidden attraction. Some debts can be paid in cash. Others demand your soul."

The night my father collapsed, I learned some men negotiate with money… but Noah Thorne negotiates with lives. I never planned to marry a billionaire CEO, especially not the man my father owed $50,000 to. But when the hospital demanded an $80,000 deposit before surgery, life made the choice for me. While my mother sobbed in a cold hallway, Noah’s bodyguard arrived with an offer, an arranged marriage, a contract marriage that would clear the debt and cover every medical bill. When I confronted Noah, he presented the terms without cruelty: one year, no intimacy, public appearances only, and freedom after. He believed he was offering mercy but I felt like beautifully packaged captivity. Desperation crushed pride, and I signed. Our “marriage” was a seven-minute formality, no vows, no meaning. Moving into his penthouse was like stepping into a museum built to contain silence. Publicly, we were the perfect romance. Privately, we were strangers navigating a fragile arrangement thick with unspoken tension. Complications followed us: Noah’s elegant, smug ex who treated me like a placeholder, and my own ex-boyfriend, whose sudden reappearance triggered jealousy in Noah he couldn’t hide. Arguments, silences, and late-night moments softened something between us. Slowly, painfully, the man behind the empire emerged, the lonely boy shaped by loss, abandonment, and guarded walls. We began to care. We tried to deny it. Feelings weren’t in the contract but feelings don’t read contracts. Near the end of the year, Noah pulled away. I thought he wanted freedom. He signed the release papers with steady hands and a breaking heart. I was almost gone when he whispered the truth: “Please don’t go.” We tore up the contract. A year later, we married again, this time for love, not survival. This time, I chose him

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