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One word. One shadow. One mistake. To save her dying father and escape a murder frame-up, Angel Molley signs a two-year contract with Drake Crane. He is a cold, dying Alpha who needs a nameless bride to spite his clan and confuse his enemies. Angel thought she was buying her freedom. She didn't realize she was stepping into a world of monsters where the ink on the page is paid for in blood. She signed the paper to save a life, but can she survive the beast she married?

To Hayley Marshal, life has been as hard as nuts and on top of that she had to deal with a controlling partner? But when her partner runs away leaving her in total crippling debt, the only thing she can do is take the deal that is offered even if she thinks it is a bad idea *** Christian only needs a woman to act as his fiancé until he can properly secure his place as heir to the family’s company and Hayley is the perfect pawn for the job. Even though she drives him crazy and his nights are filled with flashes of her.

Vivienne Hartley had already lost her marriage, her trust, and her illusion of stability. All she had left was her career, the one place she could stand on her own feet. But fate wasn’t finished testing her. When Langford Global swallows her agency whole, she finds herself standing in front of Damon Langford, the one man she never hoped to see again. Ruthless, Cold, and Devastatingly powerful, Damon doesn’t forgive, and he certainly doesn’t forget. Years ago, he cut her down with nothing more than a smirk and a few cruel words that had almost ended her career. But Damon has a secret. His father’s will left him with everything except the one condition he cannot ignore. Unless he marries, he will never be able to access his inheritance. For a man who doesn’t believe in love, marriage was never supposed to matter, not until Vivienne came along. Her defiance stirs something inside him that he can’t control. To Damon, Vivienne isn’t just an employee, she’s the perfect solution. The key to his inheritance. Vivienne swore she’d never bow to him, that never let a man like Damon Langford hold her heart or her freedom. But Damon is a man who doesn’t believe in limits, and the closer she fights him, the deeper she falls into his game.

When Tessa Shoreman read Henry Jennings' cancer report, she immediately paid her hard-earned money of sixty thousand to the hospital. She had saved the money from working part-time while she was in university. However, she was worried the money was not enough, so she held back her fear as she sold a kidney to the black market to get more. As she walked to the ward door with a heavy bag filled with cash, she heard shrill laughter coming from inside. "That cheap woman, Tessa Shoreman, got tricked by us again. Haha!" Tessa's hand gave pause right when she was about to push the door open. What did he mean by saying she was tricked? Tessa looked through the glass on the door to see inside the ward. When she left, the man looked extremely weak, but he was now sitting up lazily in bed. Henry had a cigarette in his mouth, and he was blowing smoke rings nonchalantly. He did not look like a cancer patient at all. "It's been two years, and that woman still has no idea." "If she hadn't beaten Serene to first place, Henry would never have left behind his life as a rich heir and planned such an elaborate scheme to become a working-class man living in a cheap rental home. The way that cheap, penniless woman looks at Henry is so amusing." "We agreed that the punishment ends when Henry and Serene get engaged. It looks like time is almost up. We've probably punished her 108 times in the past two years." "The first time was lying to her that Henry didn't have a suit for a job interview. She worked tirelessly for 72 hours straight before she earned enough money for one, but that suit was given to the domestic help to use as a cleaning cloth. The second time was tricking her into believing Henry had a high fever. She forfeited during the finals of a scientific research competition to race home and take care of Henry in the hospital…" "Sigh. Too bad it's coming to an end. I'm going to miss entertaining myself with her."

"Five million dollars to be my wife for three months," "I'm not interested, Mr. Miles..." "I'll make it ten million. So, what do you say?" May couldn't say no to the tempting offer her boss had given her especially now that she needed money badly to start a new life with her unborn child. "I will do it," little did she know that the reply was going to change her life forever. One month ago, twenty-five-year-old May Walter got her heart broken by her boyfriend of two years whom she had spent her recent years, worshipping for the sake of the love she had for him. May thought being betrayed by her boyfriend was the worst thing that could ever happen to her, but her fate proved her wrong after she got drunk and ended up on the bed with her boss. Nothing was worse than this, May had told herself as she cried her eyes out, but finding out later that she was carrying her boss's child was the worst nightmare she wished to wake up from. Weeks later, May's boss was sitting in front of her, asking her to be his contracted wife for three months for some hidden reason he never told May about. She desperately needed the money to start a new life with her baby, but would this marriage end well?

“Sign it.” Axton’s calm voice echoed in the room. The kind of calm that made silence deafening. He pushed the divorce papers across the polished desk, his expression cold and composed. The pen rolled until it stopped in front of her hand. Isla’s fingers trembled slightly as she picked it up. The golden ring on her finger glinted under the office light, a cruel reminder of everything that was about to end. Three years of marriage, three years of smiles and unspoken tenderness, now reduced to a signature line. They had never married for love, binded by a contract signed for convenience, destined to expire the moment it no longer served its purpose. And yet somewhere along the way, Isla had forgotten it was only temporary.

When I open my eyes again, I notice that I'm lying on the bed of my archnemesis, Ashton Ford. Ashton calmly puts on his clothes before tossing a card at me, telling me to get out. He then looks at the caretaker stationed by the door and asks helplessly, "Is Sunny still throwing a tantrum? Tell her that we're going to be engaged soon. She can't leave women in my bed just because she's angry." I'm about to say something when a stream of comments appears before my eyes. "Here comes another one hoping to sleep her way into a prestigious position. Mr. Ford only loves Sunny. If she didn't comfort him, he might have taken his own life after what happened to Elizabeth a long time ago." "Can the author stop trying to force these flings onto him? It wasn't easy for Sunny to achieve success after taking over as the female lead. I want to see them live a sweet married life." "Unless Mr. Ford's dead first love, Elizabeth Miller, comes back to life, no one can possibly touch Sunny's position in Mr. Ford's heart." Confusion is written all over my face. I'm Elizabeth Miller. Since when did I become Ashton's first love?

‼️🚨 Before you read this story, please beware that it contains a lot of adult content(dominance/submissive abuse), therefore it is unfit for readers below the age of 18. Jace Morray is a Billionaire and Anastasia Green is just a simple girl living with her stepmom and step sister. A case of mistaken identity ties her into a 100 days contract marriage with Jace. Never did she expect that this contract marriage would be filled with tears, sexual torture, conflicted emotions/feelings…..

The playboy billionaire needs a wife to secure his inheritance. His PA needs money to secure her brother's future. What better way for both than to pretend marriage? Except for one small problem: the heart wants what it wants!

When you finally reach your 18th birthday and escape from the fate of being bullied, You find out that your alpha mate is the bully. He rejected you in public at the alpha king's welcome ceremony and exiled you to become a rouge. Alpha king: She is mine!