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Andrea Silva se vio obligada a casarse con el supuesto novio de su hermana gemela, Camila Silva, tras la huida de su hermana. Andrea quedó profundamente desconsolada al descubrir que el hombre con el que acababa de casarse estaba enamorado de su hermana y que ella solo era una sustituta hasta que Camila regresara. Andrea pensó que podría enamorar a Damine Fel, pero ¿qué pasaría si su hermana regresara y quisiera recuperar a su novio? ¿Qué pasaría si su esposo la obligara a divorciarse? ¿Qué pasaría si descubriera que estaba embarazada de él, pero él no quería saber nada de ella?

She’s the one woman who said no. Now he’ll do anything to make her his even if it means breaking every rule he built his empire on. Ava Sinclair doesn’t bow. Not to billionaires, not to power, and definitely not to Luca Hart the cold, calculating tech mogul who thinks everything has a price. When he tries to buy her company and erase her legacy, she slams the door in his face. She doesn’t expect him to come back. She definitely doesn’t expect him to come for her. Forced into a temporary partnership to contain a public scandal, Ava and Luca collide behind closed doors sharp tongues, sharp tempers, and sharper attraction. He’s grumpy, ruthless, and infuriatingly hot. She’s stubborn, brilliant, and determined to hate him. But every fight pulls them closer. Every look burns hotter. And when the anger cracks, the need between them is vicious,raw, consuming, inevitable. Then the threats start. The shadows close in. Someone wants Ava silenced. Someone who knows she’s not just a woman with a sharp mind and a guarded heart She’s the living vault for secrets that were never supposed to surface. As her hidden past unravels, Ava realizes the most dangerous thing isn’t losing her company. It’s losing herself. And Luca? He’s no longer fighting for a deal. He’s fighting for the only thing he’s never been able to buy, break, or control: Her. In a world built on lies, they’re each other’s only truth. And the deeper they fall, the more everything around them burns.

In the steamy streets of Miami, 23-year-old Maya Torres works hard washing dishes to buy medicine for her sick mother, her only light in a world of pain.  With a cruel brother who steals, a sister who mocks her worn old clothes, and a lonely heart, Maya’s life is a struggle—until a stormy night changes everything.  Cleaning a shadowy bar owned by the Mafia, she hears a gunshot and finds a bleeding stranger.  Brave but scared, she saves his life, not knowing he’s Diego Salazar, a ruthless Mafia boss with a crippled leg and a heart hardened by betrayal.  When Maya’s family drags her into Diego’s dangerous world, she’s forced to work for him, sneaking into rival clubs to steal secrets.  Diego’s harsh words cut deep, but Maya stays strong, her mother’s life on the line.  As they share quiet moments, something sparks—could this cold man learn to love? But secrets unravel, and a shocking betrayal from someone close threatens to destroy Maya’s hope.  With danger closing in, a hidden truth about her past could change her life forever.  Will Maya outsmart the Mafia’s deadly games and find love, or lose everything? Dive into this thrilling tale of courage, love, and secrets—you won’t stop turning the pages!

When Isadora Giordano is forced into a contract marriage with the disfigured billionaire whose scarred face and missing hand have spawned endless town gossip—her world shatters. Darren Barlowe has everything money can buy—except love. He makes a deal with Isadora’s desperate father: He clears his debt in exchange for his daughter's hand in marriage. On their wedding night, Darren uncovers her deception. She has a lover and she finds him repulsive. Fueled by pride and heartbreak, he offers an escape clause: two months as his wife. If she still detests him when the contract expires, she walks away wealthy and free. Isadora's walls crumble as she discovers the wounded soul behind the fearsome reputation and unexpected feelings begin to surface. But when her former lover reappears and a deadly conspiracy unfolds, she must choose between the safety of her past and a scarred man who might be her future. Can they can survive the forces determined to tear them apart?

Todos sabían que Mariana era la falsa heredera que corrieron de los Morales, ¡sus verdaderos padres eran rancheros perdidos en el monte! No le quedó de otra más que seguir aguantando al junior de los Javier sin derecho ni dónde caerse muerta, sin chance de irse aunque quisieran patearla. Hasta que oyó que el junior de los Javier se iba a casar con la verdadera heredera de los Morales, ¡y a Mariana le cayó el veinte! Bien, bien, bien, ¿te quieres casar con su némesis? Dio media vuelta y regresó a la crema y nata. ¿Rancheros? ¡Qué va!, ¡su familia era la más poderosa! ¡Y tenía cuatro tíos que la consentían hasta el cielo! Pero Mariana era de las que se cobran solas, ¡iba a recuperar con sus propias manos lo que ella misma había dado! No pasó mucho tiempo para que a Javier le diera chorro: sin Mariana, su vida se hizo un caos, su empresa se fue al hoyo, su prometida cayó del pedestal, ¡parecía que se le venía el mundo encima! Cuando llegó rogándole a la puerta de Mariana, solo vio cómo ella alzaba una ceja, sonreía y abrazaba al empresario guapetón que estaba a su lado. —Nel, no vuelvo con quien me dejó —pensó Mariana mientras le clavaba la mirada a Javier. Después de que Javier se fue echando chispas, Mariana también le dio una patada al empresario que estaba a su lado. —Perdón, ya lo dije, no vuelvo con quien me dejó —susurró mientras veía alejarse a ese vato que alguna vez significó algo para ella. El joven Dante, que había cancelado el compromiso sin siquiera conocerla, se hincó llorando y suplicó: —¡Mi amor, perdóname!

The mother of Mr. Burr, the hospital director, was critically ill and needed emergency surgery. My wife, wanting to help her beloved crush, Cedric Grey, take the spotlight, deliberately kept the surgery time from me. By the time I finally arrived—late, Mr. Burr stopped me from entering the operating room and scolded me harshly for being unprofessional and unethical. Once I realized what my wife was doing, I handed the lead surgeon position over to her beloved crush. “Well, since you're so eager to shine,” I said coldly, “you’d better not screw it up.” The nurses tried to talk me out of it. They said I was being impulsive, that this was a rare chance to prove myself. However, none of them knew that I was the only doctor in the entire country capable of performing this rare and complex heart valve surgery. Even if Cedric managed to buy time with some miracle drug and made it look like the patient was improving, without my diagnosis and surgical skills, the operation was doomed to fail. And when that happens, he’d be held responsible. As for my wife, her blind favoritism would come back to haunt her.

On Rose's first night in a nightclub, she ends up in bed with the son of the renowned Billionaire. she wakes up the next morning and runs away with his money. Christopher was born with a golden spoon. His parents are so rich they could buy him the whole Lagos state but, he didn't grow up in Nigeria. His father sent him to the states even before he could talk. On his first day in Lagos, he meets Rose. They had one night of passion and the next day Rose was nowhere to be found. She left with his money and his heart. He did everything possible to find her but, it was like she never existed. Rose left Lagos that very morning because she doesn't want to be involved in a life of prostitution, but fate had a way of trapping her. she got pregnant and gave birth to a child. What will happen when they cross paths again and Christopher wants his child? Will their passion be reignited or will they let go of the sparks between them and settle on how to take care of the child separately? Christopher gives her the option of either marrying him or he takes his child away from her and she goes to prison for stealing his money. what will she do? will she go with him as his wife or do what she is best at, running away?

"The 10th circle of hell was actually the earth, and being alive is the real tormention." Naenia Lovercraft is a ghostwriter who's in a dire need of money, but because she's an epitome of a mad woman, every potential client tries to run for their lives away from her. Well except for this skull-mask wearing guy who introduced himself as Lord Serenade. He was indeed interested in making her write his gory fantasies and buy her works. However, it comes with certain conditions and it should include Neania herself. To live with him. In an old mansion. In the middle of nowhere. Thus, with mysteries to unveil and countless crimes relating to violence, one must connect the dots for everything before the cops arrest the wrong culprit. But in a world full of temptations and sins, who could really stay true to righteousness and prove that there's really a wrong culprit?

Mi matrimonio con Zaid, desde el principio fue un secreto. Matrimonio oculto por tres años, fui su esposa que no se podía ver la luz. A los ojos de otros, él era el primer bisturí del Hospital PAZ, altivo y noble, arrogante e indomable; Y yo, solo era una practicante insignificante del departamento de anestesiología a su lado. Incontables medianoches, esperaba sola en la fría Residencia Ríovista a que regresara, Pensaba que solo si me esforzaba lo suficiente, si era lo suficientemente gentil, algún día él vería mis virtudes. Pero la realidad me dio cruelmente una bofetada. —¿Puedes no ir a buscarla? Agarré la esquina de su ropa suplicando en voz baja. Él se rió ligeramente, con desdén: —Solo es un contrato, ¿te volviste adicta a actuar? Día tras día, presencié su ternura hacia esa chava, No hice escándalo ni grité, dejé un acuerdo de divorcio y me fui. Después, la gran nevada cubrió Puértis, el conocido "Bisturí Zaid", arrodillado en la nieve con ojos rojos me rogó reconsiderar: —¿Podemos no divorciarnos, esposa? Las lágrimas que derramó a mis ojos ya no tenían temperatura, sonreí indiferente: —¿Acaso también tienes personalidad actoral? Perdón, no tengo tiempo para acompañarte en la actuación, el contrato ya expiró, si quieres ligar, haz fila primero.

Marisol Ríos estaba enferma; le quedaba poco tiempo de vida. Ese día tuvo una revelación: frente a la muerte, todo lo demás carecía de importancia. Su familia, egoísta y abusiva, que solo sabía aprovecharse de ella... ¡ya no los quería en su vida! Su prometido, David Peña, el mismo que acababa de pedirle matrimonio para luego involucrarse con su propia hermana, Lucía... ¡tampoco lo quería ya! Despojada de todo, por fin podía ser libre... Poco a poco, en su círculo social comenzaron a circular rumores sobre ella. Que Marisol se relacionaba con gente muy influyente. Que se le veía acompañada de hombres más jóvenes. Que su fortuna personal crecía sin parar y derrochaba dinero sin medida. Que Marisol... Tiempo después, cuando aquellos que la habían despreciado descubrieron su situación, uno tras otro, desesperados, le suplicaron llorando su perdón. Sus padres, con fingida dulzura: —Mi niña, tú siempre serás nuestra hija querida. Anda, regresa a casa con nosotros, ¿sí? Su ex prometido, el traidor: —Marisol, a la única que quiero es a ti, lo juro. Por favor, dame otra oportunidad. Pero ya era demasiado tarde. Un sujeto de semblante endurecido se interpuso. —Si alguien se atreve a molestar de nuevo a la señorita Ríos, le romperé las piernas. ... Tiempo después, ese caballero, una figura poderosa y casi inalcanzable, se arrodillaba ante ella. —Viva o muerta, Marisol, tú eres mía. Alonso Garza nunca se consideró a sí mismo una buena persona. Como cabeza de una de las familias más poderosas, había forjado su camino con decisiones implacables y una determinación férrea, labrándose una reputación temible. Nadie habría imaginado que aquel sujeto formidable y peligroso llevaba a una joven guardada en lo más profundo de su ser, y así había sido durante ocho años. La poca ternura que poseía, estaba reservada por completo para ella.