Azrael Hazbin Hotel

Having an Awakenist as my wife meant enduring her monkish attitude toward sex. We could only be intimate on the sixteenth of every month. Every detail—my position, rhythm, even my expression—had to follow her rigid rules. If I showed too much pleasure, she would immediately rise and leave. We had been married for five years. Was I ever tired of this? Yes. Still, I always gave in. I accepted these limitations because I loved her. "The Saintess loves me too," I told myself. That faith shattered the day I was sent to extinguish a hotel fire. Amid the flames, I found my wife pressed close to a man in disheveled clothes. Between their arms was a young boy.

Emma Richards is a single mother. She has a seven-year-old daughter, Elizabeth, who wants a dad. Emma decided to go into a contract marriage with a billionaire who, unknown to her, was the CEO of the hotel where she works. Ethan Williams is a billionaire and a successful businessman. He is the CEO of TLMC. He is in the hospitality business. They have over ten hotels and resorts all over the country. Ethan wants to purchase a private Island and a resort. But the seller wants a responsible buyer and not a playboy. So. Ethan, through a marriage Agency, looked for a contract wife. Their union leads to an unimaginable future that comes with secrets and discoveries

Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Scarlett Norman was humiliated when her husband failed to show up on their wedding day. Mocked by society and abandoned by the very man she was meant to marry, she stormed out, seeking solace in a hotel room near her workplace. Angry and desperate to reclaim control of her life, Scarlett made a reckless decision—she spent the night with a mysterious stranger. What was supposed to be a fleeting act of rebellion soon turned into a cruel twist of fate. The man she had unknowingly given herself to was none other than her elusive husband, the same man who had left her to face shame alone.

On Valentine's Day, I set up a candlelit dinner and waited. At 9 PM, my husband, Alfred Johnston, finally texted. [Something came up at work. Don't wait for me.] Then I saw her post. [On a business trip with the CEO for Valentine's Day. Every hotel is fully booked—awkward...] Vivian Bianca, his secretary. Attached was a photo of a guy in a bathrobe, standing by a floor-to-ceiling window. The comments were all 'ooh, CEO's so hot and girl, you're in for a night.' Vivian? Just dropped a smug emoji. So that's what "something came up" meant—a romantic getaway with his secretary. I screenshotted it, posted it on my own feed, and added a smiling emoji. A second later, Alfred called, fuming. "Vivian was joking! Why are you so petty? She's young, not as calculating as you!" I didn't let him finish. "Then let's get a divorce. That way, I won't have to care when you screw around and catch something."

Isabella was set up by her stepsister when she was sixteen and about to graduate from high school. They attended a party in a club and she drank the juice her stepsister gave her after that, she woke up in bed the next day in a hotel room. The last thing she remembered was seeing the most charming and handsome young man on top of her. She got home to be scolded by her father for being a disgrace and was sent to stay with her grandparents in Nigeria. she finds out two months after coming to Nigeria that she was pregnant. She gives birth to twins and after eight years, she meets with the father of her children. Luke had been looking for her after that night but, it was like she had disappeared from the face of the earth. He tried everything possible for years only to find out after five years that she was very close to him. After meeting the daughter that was shown to him, he knew she still wasn't the one. He only found out coincidentally that the person he was looking for had been sent to Nigeria after that Night. After making up his mind, Luke went in search of her. He went to Nigeria to find her. Isabella was scared to know him. She was scared to open the past while he kept coming. He wanted to make her his. But, he never knew he had children involved.

Mom dies of rage when she discovers that the bride at my wedding has become Nelly Johnson, Harvey Fisher's business partner. My wedding turns into Mom's funeral the moment she breathes her last breath. Despite that, Harvey insists that the ceremony continue as planned. He even orders me to put the wedding ring on Nelly's finger. "Hurry up and put it on! I'll explain everything to you tonight!" he snarls. I ignore him and leave the hotel with Mom's body in my arms. The wedding ends with a banging success at 8:00 pm. Nelly updated her social media with a post that's liked by tens of thousands of people. "I've finally married the light of my life! I'd like to thank a certain homewrecker for leaving after remembering her place." Harvey updates his social media with a similar post. "Those who are unworthy don't deserve to be loved." I like both their posts in the ice-cold morgue. I comment, "I wish you two a lifetime of happiness." Then, I head home with Mom's ashes. When I enter the house, I see Harvey holding Nelly tightly while making out with her.

"Ivy, you are not good enough for my family. You just seem to be getting more difficult with each passing day, and frankly speaking, you're not useful to me anymore," Leon said, standing in front of her in his half-naked state. ___ When Ivy discovered her fiancé in a hotel room with her cousin, her world came crashing down. They had been planning to get married in the coming months, but he clearly no longer cared. They say patience is rewarded, but in Ivy's case, the opposite seemed true. She had endured his physical, mental, and verbal abuse, hoping he would change, but she was clearly mistaken. Sleeping with her cousin was the final straw, and Ivy decided to walk away. However, when she realized he had taken all of her money and even taken out debt in her name, she found herself facing a race against time to pay off these debts. "Be my surrogate, and you won't have to worry about the loans anymore!" her creditor pleaded. Left with no other choice, Ivy agreed to be his surrogate. But what would happen when he brought in his donor, only for her to discover that it was Leon, her ex-boyfriend?

In the fifth year of our bland marriage, I receive a message that my husband has booked a hotel room with a woman. Within the next second, seductive pictures of me show up in the work group chat. In the pictures, I seduced my husband but failed. My colleagues in the group chat mock me by saying, "She gave Mr. Reed an ultimatum and forced him to marry her. He was forced to break up with the woman he loves." "Mr. Reed put up with her for five years. It only makes sense that he could no longer resist and decide to reunite with his lover." My sick father dies out of shock, yet my husband does not show up to his funeral. That night, I inform Belinda that I wish to divorce her son. "Back then, you told me that I'm Caleb's blessing in life. You said that he'd have endless success if we were to marry. "As long as I married Caleb for five years, you promised to pay for my father's medical fees. Now that the time is up, you should let me go too."

Twin sisters, Jodi and Jackie, are two inches away from filing for bankruptcy and losing their heritage. The twins' grandparents had started Garvey's Hotel and Bar many years ago. The business had been solvent until the 2008 crash. With eminent ruin on the horizon, Jodi comes up with a radical idea to revitalize Garvey's. What Jodi hadn't planned was falling in love with the town hunk. While falling in love, she and those close to her have scandalous rendezvous, deal with local law enforcement, and try to survive a reign of terror that will leave a scar on her, the man she loves, and the small Arizona town for years to come.

When the Irwins were on the brink of bankruptcy, I proposed a marriage of convenience to Ryan and saved them from collapse. Ever the playboy, Ryan was so grateful that he swore eternal loyalty to me, even getting a vasectomy immediately to prove his devotion. He took me across mountains and rivers, saying he wanted to etch our love into every corner of the world. Three years later, he got me drunk, stole my phone, and used it to infiltrate the Knights’ estate. That night, he orchestrated the complete downfall of my family’s legacy. My parents overdosed on sleeping pills. My sister was dragged into an alley by his men, violated, filmed, and the footage was auctioned off to amuse wealthy heirs. I begged him to let my family go. However, he gripped my face and forced me to watch as my parents were cremated. “You think marrying me back then was some noble sacrifice? Sure, the whole city praised your family for helping mine in our darkest hour. But what did they say about me? “They call me your lapdog, Lily!” Ryan destroyed the Knights to prove he was better than us and not anyone’s dog. He tore up the divorce papers and shoved the shreds into my mouth. Ryan wanted me to watch as he rose to power and made the world kneel before him. To humiliate me, he brought home a different woman every night, turning our house into a hotel while I served them. “What’s the Knights’ worth now? With your status, cooking for them and massaging their feet like this is only fitting.” It didn’t matter. When I saved him from that avalanche, a shard of stone slashed my heart. Now, I only have three days left to live.