Fake Death

The story follows Vivian, a young woman whose mother has been diagnosed with cancer. As a result, Vivian takes on multiple part-time jobs such as a delivery rider, cafe shop attendant, etc to try and raise enough money to pay for her mother's hospital bills. Additionally, she turns to NFTs (Non-Fungible Tokens) to try and generate additional income by selling fashion illustrations made by her. One day, fate brings a billionaire named Rowan into Vivian's life. He needs someone to marry him so that he can please his grandmother, but the marriage would only be a contract marriage since. Initially hesitant, Vivian eventually agrees to the arrangement because she needs a lot of money for her mother's surgery. As they spend more time together, Vivian and Rowan develop feelings for each other. Despite the initial arrangement being purely a contract, they find themselves drawn to each other on a deeper level. Will they accept each other feelings by starting a real relationship together or they will divorce as soon as the contract is over?

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”

In my previous life, my husband had suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage, leaving behind a massive mountain of debt. For the sake of my son, who was still in high school, I sold the house my parents had left me, gritted my teeth, and worked three jobs to pay off the debt. Overworked and exhausted, my health deteriorated, and I eventually collapsed in the hospital. From my bed, I could hear my son, now a graduate from a prestigious university, smiling as he spoke on the phone. "Hello? Dad, it's me. Yeah, she's about to die. I bought insurance for her, so we should get close to one million. You and Aunt Rena should come back home right away." The "Aunt Rena" he spoke of was none other than my husband's childhood friend and neighbor who had known him for years. It turned out that the debts were all part of a massive money-laundering scheme between my husband and his childhood sweetheart. They had fabricated false accounts to hide their crime, and he had faked his death to escape the law. My son, eager to become the heir to wealth, had stood by and watched me work myself to death. When I next opened my eyes, I was back in the moment of my husband's feigned brain hemorrhage, the day it had all begun.

My fiancé proposes to my stepsister Thalia Yates in front of everyone at our engagement party. Furious, I pack my stuff and leave home. That's when Jude Pearson, heir to an international medical group, entered my life. He's a surgeon rumored to have zero interest in women. Yet he pursued me passionately for six months. Eventually, I accepted his proposal. For seven years after our wedding, he's been gentle and considerate, always putting my needs first. Then, I overhear his phone conversation with his mother, Helena Roberts. "Jude, it's been seven years, but you still have no kids. It's time for a divorce." "Since I couldn't marry Thalia, it doesn't matter who I married instead. I'll keep playing this role forever. As long as I'm around, she'll never be able to intrude upon Thalia's happiness." That's when the truth hits me—Jude has given up the family business to become a surgeon just to treat Thalia's heart condition. Our years of marriage are actually his way of protecting Thalia from afar. If that's the case, then I'll disappear from their world and let my absence be their happy ending.

The day before Chris Carter and I were supposed to get engaged, my parents sent me to prison. Three years later, when I was finally released, Chris was the only one who came to pick me up. I knew he despised me. I trembled, keeping my head down, hoping to slip away unnoticed. But he blocked my path, frowning. “Emily York? You stink.” He pinched his nose and told me to get in the car. I fell to my knees, desperately begging him not to take me home. If he did, I would die. He looked at me with chilling indifference and said, “Then go ahead and die.” I agreed. But later, he cried and begged me to stay alive.

When your billionaire alpha 🐺 only married you for duty, you rejected him and left for good by faking your death When you meet again, his eyes on 🔥. He wants to devour you. But he's interrupted. “Mommy who’s that?” "A stranger." “Say that again? Who am I to her?!”

Lorenzo Codrenzo, a billionaire playboy, is tired of his mother trying to control his life and is desperate to secure his inheritance. He approaches Sophie Winterfield, a young woman in a difficult situation, with a proposition. He offers her a deal: she will pretend to be his wife and in return, he will provide her with a safe place to live, take care of her and her child, and help her find her missing father. The deal comes with strict conditions, however. Sophie must play by Lorenzo's rules and must never fall in love with him. He makes it clear that he will never return her feelings and that their marriage is purely for show. Sophie, desperate for a solution to her problems, agrees to the deal. She moves into Lorenzo's luxurious mansion, and they start to play the role of a loving couple in front of the world. They attend high-society events, go on trips, and make public appearances together, all the while keeping up the facade of a happy marriage. As they spend more time together, however, Sophie begins to see a different side of Lorenzo. She starts to feel a connection with him and starts to question whether their marriage is truly fake. On the other hand, Lorenzo, who initially saw Sophie as nothing more than a means to an end, finds himself drawn to her and starts to question his own feelings. As they navigate the complexities of their relationship, they are faced with a dangerous enemy who threatens to tear them apart, and a shocking secret that shakes their foundation. Will they be able to survive the storm and make their fake marriage real, or will they lose everything that matters?

Angelique Cruz is just a normal 22-year-old Filipina living out her last vacation as a college senior to the fullest before going into the work force. But during her vacation trip with her friends, she makes a startling discovery: she is, in fact, the reincarnation of goddess Persephone. With this, she is forced to turn her back on her peaceful, average life and face a strange, antique world of myth and magic. Between longing for her previous life and adjusting to her newfound identity, she also finds herself at odds with Fran Treloar, the reincarnation of Hades and her supposed husband. Cold and demanding, he gave her no choice but to put up with a contract marriage with him. With the two of them bickering at first sight, will there be a possibility for cooperation, or even. . affection?

Aiden is a simple young man with a great life and a loving girlfriend. Aiden loves everyone and gets along with everyone… except Saint. Saint has been a nightmare and a bane of his existence since his college days. Aiden believed the universe was fucking with him when coincidentally, he and Saint ends up in the same agency and line of work– as secret agents, but Aiden tries his best to ignore Saint and mind his business. However, when he and Saint were suddenly promoted and partnered up, Aiden didn’t think anything could be worse than that. He was proven wrong when their first ever mission included them getting into a fake marriage and adopting a child to form a perfect family picture in order to catch a criminal. Aidan believed his life was doomed after that. He has never gotten along with Saint and has spent most of his life wishing he could murder him. But now he has to move into a house with Saint along with their newly adopted child, and act like a happy family. How the hell was that gonna be possible? Aiden has always been straight and his boss assured him this mission wouldn’t affect that since they’re only gonna be putting on a front, but that was before Aiden got kissed by Saint and liked it. Now, he wasn’t sure if he wanted those touches and kisses to be real or not. He never counted on falling for Saint of all people, or growing obsessed with their adopted child and not wanting to part ways with the little family that was fake from the very beginning.

He is a man who does not speak much, always puts on a straight face to hide his emotions, and is a little arrogant; he keeps secrets that many people are unaware of. She is a gorgeous and elegant lady who enjoys being direct in all situations, but she is also considerate and willing to intervene. .... Which he takes for granted!!