Come Marry Me Now Novel

Felix Reuben is the gay and rebel son to his parents. When he wakes up one morning to his parents telling him he's to get married to the famous, most successful young gay billionaire in the country, he is baffled and takes it upon himself to do everything he can to ruin all their plans.

Amelia has slaved her whole life, working multiple jobs to help support her poor husband Caleb― only to discover he is a millionaire! When confronted, Caleb feels no guilt. He divorces her immediately to pursue his true love, leaving her with nothing to her name. “Kelsie is the woman that I love, the woman who truly deserves to be by my side,” Caleb said. “Now, sign the papers and I can end this farce of a marriage.” But thankfully, fate has yet to close all its doors on her. The messy breakup has led Amelia to meet the elusive Matteo Montgomery, the mysterious owner of X’el International Inc., and even though Amelia could have sworn that this is the first time they have ever met, Matteo seemed to hold more interest in her than ordinary. With her divorce finalized, Matteo’s courtship quickly grows more extravagant. He offers her everything, from a job as his secretary, a new penthouse apartment, and a permanent home in his heart. But just as Amelia’s heart begins to open up to Matteo’s sincerity, Caleb comes crawling back, determined to ruin her life.

Devyn Reilly isn't a socialite or mafia princess - she's down on her luck and it shows. Her rent is due, bills needed to be paid and she just got fired. Her singing career was going the same way as her life was - nowhere. But would all this be enough to make her go down The Rabbit Hole? Kieran Teague is a ruthless Irish mob boss, known to be so callous that even the Russian Pakhan of New York was wary of him. Stepping into his newly opened BDSM club, The Rabbit Hole, he did not expect to be intrigued by a lowly new dancer. However, the second she opened her mouth to sing, he knew he had to have her. Will the ruthless mobster be softened by the submissive siren? *Book 3 of The Mafia Trinity Series of Novels*

No one knew Jasmine's Sweet/Erotic Dreams were coming true except her. A challenge with her best friend lands her in a job in a billionaire's company. Things happen and she finds herself in a one-night stand with her boss leading to a marriage contract. After one year of Fake marriage, Abhinav her billionaire husband comes to know about her strange dream reality. He the man of control who had started falling for her already tries every method he could think of to gain control over his emotions and himself. Will he be able to get the peaceful life of a playboy with no emotions involved that he loved? Or will Jasmine's foreseeing dream of happily ever after will come true again? Follow the story to know more!

"Daddy? When are you coming home? Mommy's on the bed, and she won't wake up." Luca's voice shook, breaking up with tiny, hiccuping sobs. "If she's not getting up, wake her. She's just being lazy, " Bill barked. "Look, I'm busy. Go ask your mom if you need something, and stop calling me for every little thing!" Then he hung up, just like that. He was too busy flirting with his secretary to care. Me? Luca? We weren't even on his radar. What he didn't know was that I was already dead. But later, when reality slammed into him like a truck, he clung to my photo, sobbing and begging me not to leave. Too late.

I don't expect to be reunited with Reyn Aldric, the heir of Frostfang Clan, at a banquet to celebrate his ascendance. I also don't expect him to throw me out heartlessly. As I walk along a deserted street, my mind replays Reyn's mocking words. "You abandoned me for money and status, Ms. Valtara. Do you regret your actions now that I've become an heir? Throw this materialistic gold digger out! I don't want to see her anywhere near me!" And so, I'm thrown out of the banquet hall just like that. I fall to the floor. It's been five years. I didn't think he would still hate me so. Then again, it makes sense. Who wouldn't hate someone who left them when they were on the brink of death? But my dear Reyn isn't dead. He's alive and well; he can even get mad at me without worrying about it affecting his health. I'm about to die, though. I don't even deserve to be emotional. Why? Because my Heart of the Wolfkin beats in Reyn's body.

Vanya loved Cian with her entire heart. Despite being an omega in the feared Dragon claw pack, she prayed to the moon goddess day and night that she would make Cian her mate. Her prayers were answered, but at what cost? "What are these?" Vanya whispered her voice shaky, staring at the papers tossed on the table. She looked up at her husband of three years, the alpha of Dragon claw pack. "Cian, what is this?" "Sign the papers. We're getting divorced." He said with a straight face. "I'm rejecting you, both in human terms and on wolf terms." "I was with you only because you looked like her." He proceeded to say. "Sign the papers and get out of my house." Once his first love returned, he was quick to cast her away like used trash. After the breakup, fate brought them back together. But the Vanya of now was no longer the sad girl in love with him. Now the CEO of her own catering company, she vows to reclaim her life back. Cian realized he was in love with her, and tries to get her back. But there's a new man in her life now who claims to love and cherish her. Will Vanya forgive Cian, or will she move on from him completely? How will she handle the challenges thrown at her? How will she continue to rise to the top and overthrow her enemies? Or will she succumb to the voices?

Vivian is the most talented doctor in the Thorn pack. It took her three years to overcome the damage caused by her cold marriage. She once had a passionate relationship with Sylvain-Sornu--the dreaded second son of the King of Alf--but it is now a mere shadow of its former self. She was only aware that Silfen was a playboy before marriage, but after marriage, she realized how heartless he could be. She thought Sylvan loved her, only to realize it was just a self-serving joke." Since I can't mark my true mate, can't I just mark someone else to make do?" His callous words from years ago still haunt her dreams. The first meeting after three years of the Cold War, Vivian finally made up her mind, she left the totem of the wolf pack, moved out of their shared home, and proposed to Sylvain to sever their relationship. Everyone thought Sylvain didn't love Vivian, but Sylvain's reaction was unexpected. Attracted by her scent, but also confused by her indifference. Under Sylvain's cold exterior, the memories of the snow-falling kiss and the passionate full moon linger. William, Sylvan's brother, Nathan, the Alpha of Sterling pack, all the Alphas she meets are attracted to her, but the one she loves is slow to show. Is their once fiery connection truly broken beyond repair? Or has the disconnect between them been far worse than either party realized and has ruined their relationship forever? In a world where fate binds wolves together but free will tears them apart, sometimes the greatest battle isn't against rival packs, but against one's own heart.

My husband was praised by my friends as the perfect husband in the world. Everyone said he loved me to death and practically put me on a pedestal. Then came my prenatal checkup. My older cousin, Catherina Bow, called him with a farewell message before attempting suicide. Without hesitation, he abandoned me and rushed off in panic. I was six months pregnant at that time. My mother expected me to be the bigger person and “lend” my husband to Catherina, who was depressed. My brother snapped at me, "The only reason you’re still in this house is because Catherina spoke up for you. Whatever she wants, you should give it to her!" I found it absurd. I was supposed to be their family. She was nothing but a cuckoo in my nest. When I finally decided to walk away from all of them, they regretted their actions.

On the day Zachary Lake stands at the pinnacle of global technology, accepting his award, I'm lying in a hospital bed, abandoned by doctors because I can't afford treatment for kidney failure. On TV, the host asks him to call the person he's most grateful for. Without hesitation, he dials my number. "Shannon, do you regret leaving me?" he asks. I clutch the astronomical medical bill in my hand, the paper crumpling beneath my fingers. Forcing a light tone, I reply, "Can you take me on as your kept woman now that you're a big deal?" On screen, his face remains expressionless as he hangs up without a word. Then, his cold voice pierces through the broadcast. "Now, I have nothing to feel grateful for." But what he doesn't know is that when he was on the brink of death years ago, I was the one who gave him my kidney.