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Mafia boss Alessandro Rossi retrieves his heir from his runaway wife. He employs the young Victoria to care for his son. After spending one drunken night together, she is pregnant for him. Their lives are entwined now and they end up in a loveless marriage. She finds comfort in the arms of another. Read to find out what happens when the nanny and wife to the mafia boss brings the enemy straight to their doorstep.

What will happen when you hastily get married to a multi-billionaire Lycan King who mistook you for his one-night stand? Arman Ashford, a charming Lycan billionaire, is desperate to make sure Elisha Hart marries him to make his ex-Luna jealous. Elisha would rather not marry a man she doesn't love, but the desperation the two had overshadowed Elisha's dignity. She'd rather refuse; she has never been with a more aggravating, blood-boiling, and insufferable man. Playing along with the strings live to have them was not easy, but the two must learn to tolerate each other. What will happen when two opposite personalities who married for self benefits are tied down in a loveless marriage?—and that's how their life started to get out of control when she found out that the man she married was a—Lycan King. DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS AND SCENES IN THIS STORY ARE ALL IMAGINARY. ANYTHING HERE DOES NOT RESEMBLE ANY LIVING CHARACTER OR PLACE.

One of my roommates at the dorm was a competitive person. Whenever I studied, she would be anxious. If I opened a package, she would ask me what I was buying. She would also pressure me to tell her my whereabouts. There was even a time when I turned in my bed, she suddenly opened my divider curtain and asked me if I was secretly studying. I was literally going to go insane, but our nonchalant counsellor told me that I was overreacting. After that, I failed to secure a postgraduate position, but she managed to study overseas. When she returned, she became my supervisor. She told everyone she met that I was a very competitive person, and she kept assigning a lot of tasks for me to do. In the end, I died from overworking. When I opened my eyes again, I saw her get into my bed. I recorded the sound of pages flipping and turned on the night light. I played the recording for the entire night. If she wanted to be anxious and lose her sleep, so be it!

The Clan Healer told me that without the vial of Progenitor's Blood, the Blood Blight afflicting me meant I had only seventy-two hours to live. But my husband, Miles, the new Duke of our world, gave the only vial of the precious cure to my adopted sister, Vivienne, the woman I had turned three years ago. "She's in agony from the rejection, Isolde. It's a pain you can't possibly understand." His tone was self-righteous, devoid of any concern for the patch of skin on my collarbone already turning to stone. I nodded, watching as the life-saving, dark red liquid slid down another woman's throat. I accomplished a great deal in the time I had left. As I signed the documents, the lawyer's hand trembled. "Are you certain you want to transfer everything, Your Grace? The territorial rights of a thousand-year-old clan..." I didn't hesitate. "Yes. To Vivienne." My adopted daughter, Lily, the girl I had risked everything to save, who was now forever frozen at the age of eight, cowered in Vivienne's arms, pointing at me and screaming, "Aunt Vivienne is my real mommy! You're the witch who turned us into monsters!" I offered no defense. "Yes, that's right. Be a good girl and listen to your new mother now." The Progenitor's Ring, the symbol of the clan's supreme authority, now rested on Vivienne's hand. "Oh, sister, you're too kind," she sobbed, her sobs a practiced performance. "I'll be sure to protect the family in your stead." I nodded. "You'll run things better than I ever did." I even signed away my control over the Elder Council, a council sustained by my own blood. For the first time in a century, a shadow of complex emotion crossed Miles's face. He stared at me,"Isolde, stop fighting. It's better this way. You need to rest." Yes. On my deathbed, I had finally become the perfect, submissive Isolde they always wanted. An Isolde who was about to turn to dust. The seventy-two-hour countdown had begun. I wondered, when I finally turned to ash,

Seeing my best friend Wilson got married to my another best friend, Elena, I was more than devastated. How could Wilson marry someone when I had admired him for far too lang than one could even count? But I had another way to stop my sadness - get drunk to my heart's content which was a mistake when I woke up lying in a different bed. I had a one-night stand, and if that wasn't enough, I signed a marriage contract with this stranger. Or more precisely to Daniel Manzo, the CEO of Manzo Group. I must get out of this unreasonable marriage! Dalvin: "Wife, if you step out of this mansion once again, I'll make sure you're unable to walk for one week starting tonight!" I stomped on his feet and told him, "I'll break your feet before you break mine! Adieu!" Disclaimer: In the process of editing 11-15 chapters.

Jessica's life takes a turn for the worse when her mother decided to give her up as payment for her debts. However, that was only the beginning as Philip Edwards, the man who took her away from her mother, only sees her as his property, like an object and nothing else. What will happen when Philip orders her to marry him? How is she supposed to deal with an aloof, possessive husband who always gets what he wants?

After seven years of marriage, Kayla Campbell had finally become pregnant. But during her prenatal checkup, she noticed something was wrong. The space to fill in the name of the child’s father was blank. She instinctively spoke up. "The father should be Luke Hudson. Was it missed during registration?" In Havenport's upper circles, almost everyone was aware of how devoted the head of the Hudson family was to his wife. He loved her so deeply that he had once been willing to undergo a vasectomy for her. "Kayla, watching you take medicine and get injections again and again breaks my heart. You're everything to me. If having a child means you have to suffer like this, then I would rather never have one." Perhaps the heavens were touched by them. Luke was a man known for his decisive and ruthless nature. On the day they confirmed her pregnancy, he had knelt and pulled her into his arms, crying until his voice gave out. He had personally handled all the medical registration paperwork afterward. With how carefully he treated her, a mistake like this made no sense. The staff member was clearly new to the job, and she worked at the computer for a long while before finally nodding. "The father's name was blank when the file was created." As she continued checking, her expression changed slightly. "But Mr. Hudson's name does appear in another patient's record. He's listed as the father of her child. The mother's name is Stephanie Campbell. Do you know her?" Kayla froze. Her thoughts went blank. People in their social circle all knew Kayla's background. She had been adopted by the Campbell family. But when the family finally found their biological daughter, they accused Kayla of having taken their real daughter's place for years and kicked her out without mercy. That biological daughter was Stephanie.

In a world ridden with greedy, predatory men, Calista Miller’s survival depends on selling her body for money. A low life stripper, that's what she is. The richer the men, the more docile she has to be to satisfy them, not to risk losing her means of survival. Stripping for powerful men has been her routine for as long as she can remember and to her, that night, it was no different until she laid eyes on the dangerous and sinfully attractive man, ending up in his bed. Thorne Blackwood, shielding his scars from the world and clinging to his reputation as the brutish and terrifying heir apparent to the throne as the Alpha King, always thought he had nothing to lose until his throne was at stake. To take his place as the Alpha King, Alpha Thorne is stuck with an option to find his mate or take the daughter of a powerful elder as his chosen mate. Never in his wildest dreams did he think his mate would turn out to be a worthless human stripper who knew nothing about the werewolf world. Sold to the ruthless and dangerously attractive stranger she slept with, Calista remains in the dark about his true nature, having to work her ass off as his maid and warm his bed. To Thorne, owning Calista satiates his dark need to possess her. But the Moon Goddess has other plans because when two broken hearts fall in sync with each other, beating as one, how do they resist the heated and magnetic pull between them? Will Thorne risk losing everything because of his human stripper mate?

A perfect crime should stay hidden. But what if the evidence comes back with a smile brighter than the sun and an eyes colder Frost. He planed her destruction as a bet. She was graped, her nudes posted all around. Her father company went under and her mother committed suicide while laying curses on her. She was dragged down until she jumped and died. But now, the people who ruined her are all very happy, how can she rest in peace? People believe in rebirth or reincarnation but she doesn't. She clawed her way to the top. How will the perpetrator feel when they realise that they fallen too deep into her trap to stand again? She has nothing to lose but they have everything to lose. Money killed her and family, ruined her to the last. Now manipulation,greed and a perfectly measured innocence can ruin her enemies for good. She doesn't care of she has to lose her life for it.

Prince Hendricks Wilberforce of Westminster grappled with his sexuality during high school, harboring a secret crush on his seatmate, Julius, but lacked the courage to confess. Years later, facing immense pressure from his parents to choose a suitable princess bride before his twenty second birthday, Hendrick remains steadfast – his heart belongs only to Julius. Meanwhile, Julius Reagan faces a desperate crisis. His gigolo father abandoned his mother for wealthy mistresses. Julius was heartbroken because he could not provide significant financial support. Frantically searching for a high paying job without success, he settled as a waiter. When the pressure by other lovers increased, he settled to work for the King of Westminster who is hiring female janitord for the Crown Prince's quarters, and offering exceptional pay. In a risky move born of sheer desperation, Julius disguises himself as a woman, 'Julia,' and secures the position. He finds himself part of a harem of beautiful women handpicked by the King, who hopes constant proximity will finally spark Hendrick's interest in one of them. To Julius's astonishment, he was only thinking of his former crush, Hendrick. Working closely within the palace walls, Julius's old feelings for him resurfaced and intensified. Despite the allure of his fellow attendants, his attraction remains solely fixed on Hendrick. With Hendrick's birthday deadline looming and still no bride chosen, the King's fury erupts. He storms into Hendrick's chamber, where Julius (as Julia) was dutifully waiting. 'Your freedom ends until you choose a wife, Hendrick!' the King roared locking both Hendrick and the terrified 'Julia' inside the room. Trapped and panicked, Julius wrestles with a terrifying fear, his powerful, rekindled feelings for Hendrick, combined with the dangerous secret of his disguise, could lead him to lose control in this confined space, potentially taking undue advantage of the Prince.