F Marry Kill Generator Novels & Stories

I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school. As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up. "Did you fall asleep last night?" I froze for a moment before nodding obediently. In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant. He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused. Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest. "This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?" He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger. There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.

Mine, my wolf said. Who's yours? I asked. The answer was Alpha Damir. I told my wolf to shut the hell up. --- Some vows are made in grief. Some are made in blood. I made mine on my knees in the rain, pushing dirt over the only two people who ever loved me, with smoke still in my lungs and fury so hot it had nowhere left to go. I came back from the UK and something felt wrong before I even reached the gate. The mansion was on fire. My father was already gone. My mother had seconds left and she used every single one of them to give me a name. Alpha Drakan. I carved that name into the inside of my chest and made a vow. Find him. Look him in the eye. Carve his heart out while it's still beating. Except Alpha Drakan was already dead. Two months in the ground. My parents died last night. Dead men don't order killings. Which meant I had the wrong name and the wrong man. My mother hadn't known. She was dying, she couldn't have known. But the name was Drakan and the blood was Drakan and the throne belonged to Drakan. His son. Damir, Alpha of Vordheim. Next of kin to a dead man and sitting on everything that name owned. My mother had pointed me here and here was where the answers lived. He was the one I suspected. The one I was watching. The one I had every intention of killing when the time was right. And then the moon goddess, who clearly has a vicious, twisted, absolutely unhinged sense of humour, went ahead and made him my mate.

she had everything she ever wanted—power, fame, a luxurious lifestyle, and the privilege of being the heiress to the most renowned wealthy family in the city. Her parents fulfilled her every demand, often within minutes. As the designated successor to the family empire, her future seemed perfectly paved. But she gave it all up for love, and hid her real identity. Defying her family’s wishes, she chose to marry the man her heart desired. Yet, it wasn’t the romantic union she had dreamed of. The marriage was nothing more than a signed contract. In exchange for donating her blood to a woman he introduced as his sister, in return she would be paid handsomely. Money, however, was the least of her concerns. She didn’t need it—her wealth was already vast. What she truly desired was his love. She agreed to the arrangement, hoping that in time, he might fall for her. But after four years of marriage, not once did he look at her with affection, let alone a soft smile. But what happens when he finds out she's an heiress to the wealthiest family in the country?

Mia never cared about having a mate. For an Omega, your life was just as meaningless as your death. But her wolf wouldn’t stop yearning the moment she realized she actually had one. And the worst part? Her mate was Khalid—the Alpha’s first son, a man known to hate weakness with every bone in his body. And if there was one thing other wolves called Omegas, it was weak. But Mia isn’t just any Omega. And she isn’t the only one catching unwanted attention. Khalid’s brother, Dilan, has his own reasons for wanting Mia—and not all of them are pure.

Ankti- Sweet, an innocent girl with a pure heart and with a dream which she wants to fulfill. She wants to make her dead parents proud. She only wants love which she never got after her parent's death. Arav- He is smart, handsome, rich, everything which a girl wants for a partner, he is ruthless for the outside world and soft for his loved ones. He is like a coconut, hard from outside and soft from inside. What will happen when their life takes a U-turn? What will happen when Ankti has to marry Arav instead of her cousin, and Arav has to marry Ankti to protect his family's reputation. Will they accept each other? will they start a new life with each other? Let's start a journey of their life and see what will happen in their life.

The story of a girl who was forced to marry a paralazed son of the Haydenon a sick bed but fell in love with him and helped him healed.

After a forced divorce, Maia Burgess became trapped in a web of lies that led to her apparent death in a fire.A year later, she resurfaced. Maia was now the CEO of Starlight Entertainment and determined to expose those who had wronged her.She became the top dog in high society. However, rumors started swirling that Maia was involved with not one, but three dashing men.Business tycoon Cedric Larkin dropped a multi-billion-dollar deal to spend a private moment with her in the back of a car. He even playfully called her his wife again.With a prominent lawyer and a rising movie star both competing for Maia’s affection, Cedric had trouble reuniting with his ex-wife.After he declared his intention to remarry Maia, the burning question on everyone’s lips was: Will Cedric win her back?

　　When my husband’s brother died in a gang war, Luca came forward to “take responsibility” for his widowed sister-in-law, Sophia, and her son. 　　He used his connections to move Sophia’s son into a top-tier private academy while pushing my son down into the slum streets. He described it as "essential grit for a Mafia heir." He purchased Sophia a penthouse and a million-dollar car, yet stopped the support money meant for our child and me. 　　My son died in the street, beaten to death by some worthless thugs over a piece of rotten bread. As for me? My head was smashed in a back alley by a drug addict searching for the last ten bucks in my pocket. 　　Only when my spirit left my body did I see the truth: Sophia had controlled everything the entire time. 　　Then, I opened my eyes. I was back. One day before the wedding. 　　I did not lose even a moment. I called off the wedding with Luca and dialed his uncle, Vincenzo. If Luca wanted Sophia that much, fine. This time, I would give them exactly what they desired.

Their corporations are merging, but their families have been rivals for decades. Now, to secure both empires, they are forced into a marriage neither of them wants. He is commanding, shrewd, and determined to control her every move but she is clever, audacious, and refuses to be anyone’s pawn. What starts as a strategic contract evolves into an attraction neither of them can ignore. One year, just a one year contract, and a battle of hearts neither expected. In a world where love is weakness, falling in love may be their greatest risk.

What if one typical day you wake up, addressing you'll be a bride within five hours? Knowing you don't have a boyfriend and engage to anyone. Then within in five hours, you become the wife of the famous Multi-billionaire businessman, handsome, but the most arrogant in this world. Will you say I do or I don't?