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“The night she almost died giving birth, her husband hung up and that was the moment she stopped loving him.” On the night she almost died giving birth, Ava Carter called her husband for help. He hung up. Mute, powerless, and trapped in a loveless marriage, Ava was nothing more than a mistake to Adrian Cole a cold, ruthless CEO who believed she had schemed her way into his bed and his name. While he brought another woman into their lives without hesitation, Ava bled alone, holding onto the last piece of hope she had left… their child. That night, something inside her broke. When she finally chooses to walk away, giving up everything including him Adrian doesn’t stop her. Not until it’s too late. Because the silent wife he once despised is no longer begging for his attention. The woman he ignored is now surrounded by men who see her worth. And the truth he refused to hear begins to unravel, piece by piece. She was never the villain. She was never the one who trapped him. And the greatest mistake Adrian Cole ever made… was losing her. Now, the man who once rejected her is ready to burn the world just to get her back. But this time Ava Carter is no longer his to claim.

He’s even more attractive up close, my nostrils are invaded with his expensive scent and sex appeal. My knees grow week in my seven inches platform heels. His perfect brow raised. “Did I not request for a private session?” My daze was broken as I blushed in embarrassment of literally eye fucking this man. I nodded slowly and cleared my throat. “There’s a no touching rule, sir.” I state breathlessly. He stared down at me intensely with a slight smirk on his full lips. “Go on.” ******** Yanna has been stripping for a year to pay off medical bills, unknown to her that she is the daughter to the former don of the Italian mafia. An unexpected private session with a mysterious man, changes the course of her life as he is none other than Enzo Bernadi, the current don of the italian mafia who had been promised a wife by the former don. What happens as she is forced to wed Enzo and has to adjust to the life a mafia don's wife. Expect thrilling plot twist, action, betrayals and most importantly, the steamy romance that'll brew due to their force proximity. *Expect mature scenes*

“But you…” he said, looking passionately into her eyes. “You could burn down the entire mafia until it’s nothing but charred rubble, and I would crawl over the embers with glee, so long as I could worship at your feet.” “If that’s love, then yes, I love you.” He lifts a shoulder. “I can’t feel anything but love for you.” Arya was forced into a marriage she never wanted to Leonardo, a powerful mafia boss whose name alone commands fear. Cold, ruthless, and merciless, he rules an empire of danger and secrets. Arya, tender-hearted, kind, and fiercely loyal, tries to resist him. Falling in love with a man like Leonardo is impossible… until she discovers that even the coldest heart has a weakness, and his might just be her. But in a world where enemies lurk in the shadows and betrayal can strike at any moment, love may come at a deadly cost. Will the reluctant mafia bride risk everything for love, or will her union remain trapped in fear and duty?

"Marriage was never on Ariana's mind. Living a lifetime with a man, living in a dream house, having children who look like him, and a partner - these were all beautiful daydreams that other girls might entertain, but not her. Ariana decided to live a single life and enjoy the rest of her days alone. However, what if she was forced to step into the shoes of her twin sister, who disappeared right before the wedding, and marry a man she doesn't know? Although some people might consider her lucky to be married to a young billionaire who owns an international venture company, Ariana doesn't feel that way. So, will her marriage go according to plan because people are pressuring her? Or would the results be different?"

The Demon King’s Bride The entire kingdom fears him. With white hair, piercing blue eyes, and a heart sealed by cruelty, King Edrion is known as the Demon King—a ruler who accepts betrothed brides… only to turn them into concubines and discard them without mercy. When a young noble lady is promised to the king, her fate seems sealed. But she refuses to give up her freedom—or the man she secretly loves: a guard from her own household. Desperate, they devise an unthinkable plan—to have a poor girl, identical to the noble, take her place as the royal bride. The girl agrees to assume a life that is not hers, believing she will become nothing more than another forgotten concubine in the shadow of the throne. What no one expected… is that the king would choose her. Now destined to become queen to the most feared man in the kingdom, trapped in a lie that could cost her life, she must survive the court, a forbidden desire, and a king who was never meant to look at her the way he does. Because the Demon King does not love. But when he chooses… he neither forgives nor lets go.

"Do you, Sarah Bernard of the Crystal-Cloud pack accept Philip Jaxon of the Blood-Slashing pack, to be your husband?" 'Am I doing the right thing? Will Sarah detest me for the rest of her life? Maybe I should confess now. My heartbeat increased and my head spun.' "Sarah?" I looked up and saw Philip watching me with hope in his eyes... How can I tell him that I am a liar? No... it is too late to turn back now. "I do" ****** Catherine has always been bullied since young because she was wolf-less, aside from her junior sister, Sarah, everyone was against her; not even her parents could protect her. Instead, they humiliated her for being an abomination. When she finally got a mate, he rejected her because she was wolf-less. Out of shame and quest to liberate from her current situation, Catherine had to take her sister’s position as Alpha Philip’s wife but unknown to her, it was her one step to hell. Alpha Philip only wanted her for his benefit. She traded her forever for her selfishness, she planned to run away but it was inevitable. If she wants the Luna position, she has to fight with her last blood. Can Catherine win or survive? Is she just a pawn in Alpha Philip's game?

On the day of my wedding, my fiance, Oliver Parker, asks me to take off my wedding gown. He wants to let his childhood friend, Angela Summers, be the bride instead. In helplessness, he tries to explain, "Angela has leukemia. Her dying wish is to be a bride and have a wedding. Once I've fulfilled her wish, I'll marry you." Everyone seems to think I'll just go along with it and wait for him to come back and marry me. After all, I've spent three years preparing for this wedding. I've poured my heart into every detail and devoted so much time to making it perfect. However, while Oliver and Angela celebrate their wedding that night, I gave my biological parents a call to tell them I'm coming to be with them. I board a red-eye flight out of Stonevale, leaving everything behind without looking back. … Three years later, I flew back to Stonevale with my husband, Daniel Holden, to attend the anniversary celebration of the Holden Group's Stonevale branch. However, I never expected to run into Oliver at the airport. "You've been gone for three years. Isn't that enough time to let things go? Angela's leukemia is cured, and we're divorced now. Come back to me. Let's finally have our wedding. Don't be so stubborn anymore!"

"You may be a monster, but you can't make me do anything, so quit acting like you own me." She said to him pretending he had no effect on her. "Do you need another spanking? Shall I bend you over again and remind you who you belong to as I find the most erogenous zones on your body even you didn't know existed. Shall I remind you whose name you'll scream as you come, if I let you come?" He said, the fiery passion in his eyes betraying his calm voice. Destined to end the war between two packs and be the bride of Alpha Caleb, Davina never thought she'd end up being his Son's luna instead. Keith was exiled years ago for a crime he did commit. But now he was back. And ready to take back all that was rightfully his including that beautiful Davina, even though she'd rather murder him than admit any feelings for him.

“Let me go!” He laughed, crimson bleeding into his irises and his fangs glinting with delight. Wrapping her legs around himself he cupped her behind that peeked from under the shorts she had on, licking at her ear, purring. “Did you like my presents?” Nyx scowled, pushing hard at his chest, hating the way her breath hitched in her throat from his touch, hating the little gasps that left her lips from the tingles she felt when his hands continued to graze her skin. “The flimsy clothes or the fact that you just turned me a feeder?” “Both. I thought you'd appreciate my gifts.” “Give me the antidote,” Draven cocked a brow, almost laughing at her pinced expression. Slowly bringing his face closer to hers, their lips merely inches apart he spoke, “Beg for it,” “You promised! You said you would give it to me!” “I didn't say when, did I? Maybe if you try to be a good little girl, I might as well be generous and offer you the cure you so desperately seek.” ††★★†† On the verge of the 21th century with vampires seizing power from humans, domineering them and plunging them back into the medieval times, Nyx a human hunter struggling to adapt to having the undead around becomes a vampire killer herself. Until she crosses path with the ever-so-deadly King of vampires, Draven. Claiming her under the ruse of a mate bond and condemning her to a life of slavery, he makes her the empire's whore. But as the pair grows close, Nyx slowly begins to pry off his bravado and shatter his world, opening the cold hearted vampire to a new kind of emotion. When the court demands a pure blooded queen, he knows he has more to protect than just the empire.

On the day of our wedding, my fiancé, Shawn Chandler, insisted that I wear a bridesmaid’s dress while having a million-dollar wedding gown custom-made for his childhood sweetheart. “Jessica said she wants to fulfill her dream of wearing a wedding dress. She’s been looking forward to seeing me get married since she was little.” I threw the bridesmaid’s dress into the trash. His expression darkened as he scolded me, “Why are you so unreasonable? Even if you wear a bridesmaid’s dress, you’ll still be the bride. And if it weren’t for the fact that you’re pregnant, I wouldn’t be marrying you at all!” Placing my hand over my belly, I slammed the door and left. That night, he posted wedding photos with Jessica Jordan on his social media. Five years later, Shawn and I met again at a charity gala. He was invited as a specially invited donor, with Jessica by his side in a custom designer gown. The two behaved intimately. When he saw me crouching in a corner sorting a donated box of old clothes, he frowned and walked over. “Tiana Larrinson, you refused to wear that bridesmaid’s dress back then, and now, you’ve fallen so low that you’re rummaging through other people’s old clothes? “Look at you, sneaking into events like this by picking through scraps. You should’ve just listened to me back then.” I was confused, and it took me a long time to remember who he was. What he did not know was that the items up for auction at this charity gala were my and my daughter's old clothes.