Broken Ring This Marriage Will Fail Novels & Stories

Aurora’s life turned to hell six years ago when her parents died in a rogue attack. Blamed for their deaths, she went from being the Beta’s cherished daughter to the Moon Rises Pack’s punching bag. Now she’s nothing more than a slave – beaten, starved, and forced to hide just to survive each night. She’s convinced she’ll never have a mate, never escape this nightmare. When Arthur catches her scent at the Mating Ball, the mate bond hits him like lightning. After years of searching every pack in Europe, he’s finally found her. His Luna. But not everyone wants to see a broken, worthless girl become the mate of the continent’s most feared Alpha. With enemies determined to destroy them and Aurora unaware her salvation has arrived, can their bond survive the forces trying to tear them apart?

His first love barged into my office and stood before me, mocking, "He doesn't love you at all." I rolled my eyes. "I don't know whether he loves me, but I am Mrs. Brooke now. And who are you, exactly?" I was surprised that there was still someone so clueless in this day and age. Marriage was all about mutual benefit; the idea of love was downright ridiculous. To me, Noah was just a means to an end—a tool that would double my worth. I had never taken him seriously.

|COMPLETED| "You're mine," His possessive words slowly pushed into my head causing me to shiver uncontrollably as his breath skimmed through the base of my neck. "I'll kill him." My heart stopped. Adriana Carter's life is a whirl wind as it continues to surprise her as time moves on. As the strong, beautiful werewolf is given away in marriage due to a huge family crisis, she can't help but make lemonade with the lemons life gave to her by falling in love with the supposed husband who is not her mate. Suddenly, an extremely handsome abomination awakens in the supernatural world, putting her life apart again. It's quite simple really. She is his and he is coming to take her back. WEREWOLF ROMANCE! Started: 15th of June 2020 Finished: 4th of February 2021 Status: Completed [60,000-80,000 words]

Luna Lawson was kidnapped and taken to the Dragons' kingdom. Will she be able to get her revenge on the handsome dragon king who killed her father and kidnapped her older sisters? find out

My grandmother didn't have much time left. Before she passed away, she entrusted me to my boyfriend, Hunter Jones. As we held hands with our fingers interlaced, he promised to register our marriage in front of my grandmother's sickbed. However, the day after we registered our marriage, Sarah Moore, Hunter's female colleague, posted a picture of a marriage certificate with her and Hunter's names on it. There was a caption, stating, 'I know you have no choice but to agree to marry her. But as long as I'm the person you love most, I'm satisfied with only one month.' I went to find Hunter, intending to question him about what was going on. Instead, I overheard him chatting with his friend. "I'm indebted to Audrey's grandmother. I promised her that I would take care of Audrey for the rest of my life, so I have to take responsibility for her. As for Sarah, I can die without regrets if I can be her husband for a month in this life." His friend laughed and said, "Poor Audrey White. Aren't you afraid she'll get angry and run away when she finds out that the marriage certificate you got her was fake?" Hunter fell silent for a moment. "She will never find out. I'll just tell her that there was an error in the registration system and that we need to re-register. Audrey trusts me so much. She won't suspect anything," he added. However, his plans shattered when he tried to contact me to re-register our marriage. That was because he received my wedding gift for him, along with a wish that he and Sarah would have a long and happy life instead.

After everything she thought was certain slips through her fingers, Clara is forced to confront a future she never imagined. Just when it seems there’s nothing left to hold on to, an unexpected encounter offers a path she isn’t sure she’s ready to take. Will she reclaim her power and settle old scores, or walk away before the past consumes her?

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

"He was destined to be mine, until he looked me in the eyes and called me a mistake." Branded a curse. Feared by her pack. Ivy has lived in the shadows, hated for a tragedy she can’t remember and haunted by a wolf that refuses to awaken. However, everything changed on her eighteenth birthday when fate cruelly binds her to the one boy who once swore to protect her, Ryker, the future Alpha... and the one who now wants nothing to do with her. One night, one bond, and a rejection so cold it shatters everything she dreamed of having. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes. And some bonds refuse to be broken. No matter how much you try to end it. Can you really go against fate? Or will you yield to the desire of being claimed?

I was born into hardship, but my beauty led to my adoption by the Maddox family. When I was 18, they brought home two boys. Dustin Holland, a piano prodigy, quickly bonded with my sister, who was the darling of our social circle. Nathan Holland remained in the shadows. He didn't like to talk, laugh, or even show the normal emotional fluctuations of a person. His stubborn, wooden gaze was like that of an abandoned stray dog. Diagnosed with emotional detachment disorder, he became my project. I vowed to heal him. He locked me in a dark room, scarred my face with a branch, and encased my favorite doll in plaster. I forgave it all, thinking he was just traumatized. The elite in the circle mocked us, urging me to abandon him, but I kissed him publicly, declaring, "I love Nathan. Anyone who hurts him will pay." Then a fire tore through our home. Nathan stepped over my broken body to save my sister, his eyes wet with rare tears. Turned out, his disorder had a cure. It was just not me. Reborn on the day they arrived, I looked at the taciturn boy and sneered, "Dad, must we take in every stray?"

I spent five years pursuing Derick Tucker before we finally set a wedding date. But in the 100 days leading up to it, he was off partying all over the place, barely showing his face. The night before the wedding, he said he was going to a bachelor party and never came home. Instead, I got a message from a girl he knew from college. It was a photo of them in bed together. [Sorry. He went a little too hard last night. Don't expect much from him on your wedding night. [Oh, wait, I forgot. He doesn't even love you. Who knows if he'll even be able to perform? Looks like you can't even settle for my leftovers.] I held up the message and confronted Derick. He didn't even flinch. "She's not wrong. I'm not married until tomorrow. What's the problem with having some fun before that? "You're used goods yourself, and you expect me to stay pure for you? "If you can't handle it, then don't marry me. But can you really walk away?" After humiliating me, he stormed off, convinced I would swallow it like I always did. But this time, I was done. I picked up my phone. "What you said before, about taking responsibility. Does that still stand?"