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Alessa found herself in the unexpected role of replacing her older sister as wife, after the latter refused to marry a man who had supposedly suffered burns to ninety percent of his body during a terrible accident. However, Alessa's adoptive father's motivation was purely financial, as he wanted to take advantage of the fortune the deformed man had. So Alessa was pressured into marrying this billionaire tycoon. Once she arrived at the mansion, her life became a daily challenge, as she had to deal with a superficial and appearance-obsessed husband, while facing personal insecurities due to her own body. The pressure to live up to the physical standards imposed by society aggravated her self-image, especially as she didn't fit the traditional standards of beauty. However, behind the billionaire's façade was a secret that escaped everyone's notice: a supernatural dimension that encompassed his entire family lineage. This mysterious secret was about to unite Alessa's fate with that of the billionaire in unimaginable ways. Thus, Alessa's life became a complex labyrinth, intertwining relationships, superficial appearances and hidden secrets. She would have to navigate these challenges to discover the true meaning of this unusual relationship and unravel the mysteries surrounding the family of the man who became her husband.

Adeline was a journalist. She was a career-driven woman, who would do anything for her passion. she was independent, smart and a strong female lead, who was willing to take risks. What if she had no choice but to pretend to be a guy as part of her job to expose a mafia boss? He was not only a mafia boss but also the god of the underworld. He was all alone throughout his entire life without much knowledge about the female species. What if he caught feelings for Adeline who was disguised as a petite guy with a clumsy attitude? Would he find her true identity? ******************** As I neared him, I stumbled upon the carpet and I landed on his lap with my stomach on his thighs with a yelp. Unintentionally, my left palm made direct contact with his crotch. He jerked at my sudden intrusion, wrapping his arms around my waist. Both of us were too shocked to move, suddenly I could feel him grow harder under my palm, my eyes widened. I couldn't see his reaction, I stood up from his lap as if my ass caught on fire. He was frozen to his spot as if he couldn't believe what happened now. My face flushed with embarrassment. He didn't even take a glance at my face. "I'm sorry, sir, It…” "Let's get back to the office.”I was cut off by his voice. For some reason, my eyes strayed to his crotch and I could see his bulge very much visible on his front. "Mr. Sandros!" he yelled my name. I snapped my eyes to his face to see him already looking at me, my eyes widened. Join the journey of Adeline Sandros

I looked up, desperation rising in my chest. With no way to repay the debt, begging was all I had left. “Please... give me a year. I’ll pay back the loan. I just need time to find—” “No. There is no time,” he cut in, his voice calm but final. “You have only one choice,” he said. “Marry me—since you didn’t bring the money to clear your family’s debts.” My throat went dry as I stared at him. “It’s simple. Marry me for one year. That’s the deal. You want your mother out of jail? You want your father not to join her after getting out of that hospital bed? This is how.” * Natasha Williams had two dreams; to become a successful doctor and start a family with the love of her life. Everything seemed perfect until her sister ran away and bailed on her arranged marriage, putting their family in a tough position. Now Natasha was the only one who could fill her shoes and save her family’s reputation, but she couldn’t abandon everything she’d worked for. But when she catches her boyfriend proposing to another woman, her whole world shatters. Heartbroken, she had no choice but to agree to the marriage proposal. Her groom, Sylvester Manson was not a man to reckon with. He was the infamous billionaire heir of the Manson empire, and all he needed was a wife to secure his inheritance. Bound by a contract marriage, their fates are intertwined, but what happens when they blur the lines between reality and fantasy? Will they be consumed by their duty or passion?

The day that I divorced my third husband, the system told me that I had completely failed my mission. I had married three times in this world and they were all targets that were supposed to fall for me. But every single one of them chose to divorce me because of Wendy Somerfield. The system pitied me for doing my best for the past 30 years, so it asked me to target my son. It said that if my son could confidently choose me, between me and Wendy, then I could live. However, it was no exception that the son I gave birth to after 40 weeks of pregnancy chose Wendy, just like my three ex-husbands. They all even pinned the cause of Wendy's illness on me. My first husband, who was my childhood sweetheart, pretended to be softhearted, but he was actually ruthless. He actually tried to convince me to donate one of my kidneys to Wendy. My second husband, who I met on a blind date, used a scalpel to personally cut open my body. My third husband, who I fell in love with at first sight, even threatened me with my son. While spitting out blood from my mouth, I agreed to their requests with a smile. However, when they saw me being pushed out of the operating room, those people who turned their backs on me went crazy.

Jane Fitzergald, a 22 year old medical student and the illegitimate daughter of the Harrison family, was forced to take her half-sister’s place as a substitute bride to the eldest son of the Harrington family, Ethan, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months to live. She dealt with mockery right from her wedding from everyone and was a victim of vicious plots due to her naivety which caused a strain on the relationship with her new husband whom had already decided to be on good terms with. Unbeknownst to her and everyone else who looked down on her husband, he was not what he seemed. Ethan Harrington knew that she was not his bride but he didn’t mind as long as she stuck to his words, his known health status was a front to cover his escapades. He’s set to unmask some plots but what happens when he starts to fall for his naive wife who shows him the love and care he never got? Will their budding love be cut off or will they weather the storm together?

The seventh time Claire Fisher bailed on our marriage license appointment, I finally cut her out of my life—for good. From then on, if she was at a party, I wasn't. When she was scheduled to perform at our college's anniversary celebration, I made sure to leave early. The moment my company announced a collaboration with hers, I resigned without a second thought. Even on Christmas Eve, when she showed up at my parents' house with gifts, I slipped out with a half-hearted excuse about "visiting a friend." I blocked her number. Deleted her from my contacts. Burned every bridge and salted the earth behind me. No calls. No texts. No social media. I didn't reach out. She couldn't reach me. Simple as that. For the better part of my life, I was hopelessly in love with her—waiting on her, caring for her, putting her first in every way that mattered. I gave her all of me without ever holding back. But after the seventh time she left me sitting alone at the City Hall, something inside me broke. I was done. If that meant spending the rest of my life alone, so be it. Better that than sitting in an empty apartment, listening to the silence, holding on to hope for someone who never planned to show up.

Malik has never been the one to follow rules but after a life threatening incident, he’s assigned a bodyguard that has to be with him 24/7. And he hates it. Steel guns, bloody bullets and staring death right into the eyes, he has no fear. Wilder Thompson is entrusted to keep an eye on the popular pop-star. Bring together 24/7 every day meant having their decisions and wants clash all the time. Both have a different meaning of life but there’s something that will change their lives in a good positive way and steer them together.

I have been bound to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He is pureblood, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I… I was chosen as nothing more than a “temporary Luna,” a political pawn to steady the pack’s power. In all those years, he was never truly mine. Last night, at the Silverfang Pack’s full-moon feast, he openly entwined his hand with a young Omega’s while I sat abandoned at the far end of the Alpha’s table. Every gaze cut into me—wolves whispering, mocking, savoring the spectacle. It was his 200th betrayal. When the feast ended, Ryan didn’t even look at me. His words were sharper than fangs: “Don’t forget, your Luna title is only temporary.” At dawn, he descended the Alpha’s staircase, his voice cold and commanding as if I were a servant: “Prepare the council’s tea. Now.” I met his gaze without flinching, my voice steady, stripped of all submission. “I’m sorry, Alpha. That is no longer my duty.” He seems to forget—we were never bound by a mark. Ours was an agreement, nothing more. And today marks the third-to-last day before that agreement ends. Three nights from now, I will leave Silverfang Pack. I will no longer be his Luna. I will no longer be anyone’s possession. I will return to the secluded Herbal Academy, reclaim my research. And this time, when I walk away, I will never return.

He moves closer to me, dangerously close and pins my both hands with one of his. My body wanted his, this time there was no denying it. "What do you say Miss Iris?" His husky voice questions"what we have is just chemistry." I object"So?" His lips is on my nose as he asks that."I have a boyfriend." I object again.This time it's like I am trying to remind my body that it has an owner, and that owner isn't the man standing before me, but my treacherous body wouldn't listen."Break up with him." "But...." My last objection was cut short as his lips ruthlessly descended on mine cutting off every last bit of sanity, I may have had in me. His kiss seemed to say 'forget everything else' and that was exactly what I did. What Iris Adelana wanted was just a signature from Mr Enyinnaya Amadi to give her legal rights as her father's successor, but Mr Enyinnaya wants something else; A weekend in Dubai, and that is what he gets. However, one weekend seems to be insufficient and Enyinnaya is requesting for more. Will the fierce and stubborn Iris give in to his desire? especially now that she has his signature and her father's wealth.

Fortune and zacks relationship seemed to be moving smoothly.The two lovebirds felt like nothing could ever separate them. Zack on the other hand was not a simple man as he had a frightening secret identity.Either ways, things didn't turn out as they thought, fortune and Zacks love story was unexpectedly cut short. "Fortune please think about this rationally, you can't leave zack because you found out he has a five-year-old child with his ex-lover which he didn't know of". Fortune's best friend, Asia advised but it was too late. Fortune was compelled to leave zack due to the circumstances she found herself in. Few years down the line, fortune fell in love with her childhood crush and she believed he was the one destined for her but she didn't know she was in an unrequited relationship which was short lived. " alex what is the meaning of all this? I come to y-your house j-just to find you in bed with another woman?" "Zack, please come t-to city hospital. F-fortune tried to kill herself" Asia trembled as she reported to back on the phone. "Damn it! Alex how dare you hurt fortune! I don't care who you are, you must pay for this!