Fiancé

Astrid Jones had just gotten into college and was juggling studies and her part time waitering job at the popular Queens House, when she met Robin DeMarco, the well known billionaire. Robin's fiancé had just jilted him just few weeks to their wedding, so he was in desperate need for a substitute bride he would pay handsomely, to go down the aisle with him and they would get divorced after three months. Astrid had accepted the proposal because of the pay and had went on with the fake marriage. However, fate had other plans for her, when she started budding feelings for Robin towards the end of their contract term. Would he ever love her back, especially when his ex fiancé was back in his life? Astrid was forced to choose, either to fight for her love or leave like the contract had stated.

Ria thought her life was perfect—a devoted fiancé, a bright career, and a future she could taste. But on the night it was all meant to begin, her world shattered. Drugged, disgraced, and waking up beside a stranger, she’s left betrayed by the two people she trusted most: her fiancé… and her adopted sister. Devastated but fueled by vengeance, Ria is drawn into the dark, magnetic world of Alex—the mysterious man from that night. He’s ruthless, guarded, and somehow the only one who sees the fire burning behind her broken smile. But as she digs deeper into the web of secrets and deceit, Ria uncovers a buried truth about her own past—one that threatens to destroy everything. Now torn between the thrill of revenge and a chance at something real, Ria must choose to surrender to the darkness or fight for a love that might finally set her free.

When they were in a proximity of 20 meters, she threw coffee on his secretary. When they were in a proximity of 2 meters, she hit him where the sun doesn't shine. When they were in a proximity of some mere centimeters, she broke his nose. Now, she broke his vase of a million dollars and he is ready to take his revenge. He wants her as his fake fiancée and act the part but what happens when they are surrounded by people believing they are in love and the flowers really do blossom? Amelia Carter is ready to be the fake fiancée but is she ready for the slow caress and steady hands of Mr. Alexeev? Mr. Alexeev is ready to take revenge while making sure he gets out of the arrangements of his mother but is he ready to take on the clumsy but pure Amelia? What happens when the burning red of their attraction forms something akin to... love?

The night before our wedding, my fiancée let her so-called "best friend" butcher the gown my late mother had sewn, chopping it into a revealing mini dress. I rushed over with the ruined dress in my arms, ready to demand answers: only to catch their voices through the door: "Imagine him expecting me to wear something a dead woman stitched. What a curse!" Through the narrow gap, I saw my distant, frigid fiancée flushed with color, straddling his lap. "What we did at the bridal shop wasn't enough," she murmured. "Tomorrow, walking down the aisle in this tiny dress you made me, it'll be even more exhilarating." Their lips met. My hand froze against the door, and inside, something broke with a soundless crack. If she longed for thrills, I would grant her some.

Demi Moore—the “manang” secretary of TC, fantasizing her boss named Quiver Tejada, the man who’s sexually attracted to his twin’s fiancée. Matagal pinangarap ni Demi na mapansin siya ng boss niya ngunit hindi ito natutupad. But her innocence and kindness moved the playful yet ruthless twin brother of Quiver who named Tei; Demi’s other boss. One night, she surrendered her virginity to her boss. She got pregnant by one of the Tejada brothers ngunit hindi niya alam kung sino sa dalawa ang ama ng batang dinadala niya. Si Quiver ba na minamahal ang fiancée ng kakambal niya o si Teiver ba na nakatakda ng ikasal sa babaeng pinakamamahal ni Quiver?

Even though she was born into a rich family and was the only daughter. Her lifestyle was simple. Mitch Alcantara wanted a peaceful life. Until one day she met the most unpredictable and hot-tempered man. And to her surprise, this man is her fiancé. Can she escape her fate?

She is rejected three times, one by her mate an Alpha`s son…secondly by her fiancé a Witcher Hunter, and finally her soul mate, a Vampire Prince. But they say that the fourth time is the charm right? as she gets kidnapped by him. He is a ruthless and coldhearted Alpha King of the Barbaric Rogues, who hates her.

I took a bullet for my boyfriend, Leo. When I woke up, I decided to play a little game. I told him I had amnesia. I wanted to see what he'd do. Instead, I saw a flash of excitement in his eyes. Next thing I know, he brings in his cousin. Dante. The Don of the family. "This is your fiancé, Dante. You've been engaged for two years." Dante. The man who supposedly hated me. Now he was staring at me like I was his whole world. "Yes," he said. "I'm your fiancé." Fine. I'll play along. I need to know what game Leo is playing. That night, I saw it. Security footage in Dante's mansion. Leo, in bed with another woman. He kissed her like he was starving. Pushed inside her. And he talked trash about me. "Let my cousin watch Bella for a while. She's so damn needy. You're what I really need, Scarlett." My heart shattered. He pawned me off on another man. Just so he could screw around. Fine. Two can play at that game. I'll get myself a new fiancé. I put on the wedding dress. I kissed Dante—a deep, devouring kiss, right in front of Leo. And that's when he finally broke. He lost his mind. Told me he was wrong and begged me to come back.

By day, Carlotta spins stories. By night, she serves drinks. Her life was simple. Until her good-for-nothing brother offered her as collateral to pay off a massive gambling debt to a ruthless underground casino. Now she's the reluctant fiancée of a powerful mafioso rumored to have a cruel streak... and a bedroom secret that's the talk of the criminal underworld: erectile dysfunction. Carlotta would've found it funny if it weren't her life on the line. To make things worse, fate throws in another complication: her dangerously attractive new driver-slash-bodyguard. With abs worthy of a thirst trap and a face that screams "Asgardian demigod". He's the kind of temptation a woman in her situation absolutely does not need. Just when she thinks it couldn't get more absurd, her cold, mysterious fiancé summons her to his penthouse suite with one chilling demand: He wants a taste of what's been promised. Her.

After receiving the report for an STD test, I went back to the barbeque restaurant, and there I ran into a young woman who was about three months pregnant. She asked me to let her cut in line, and, feeling sorry for her, I agreed to help her out. I quickly made arrangements for her and made sure she had a seat. But to my shock, after she finished her meal, she had a miscarriage. The girl posted about the incident online, and before I knew it, I was trending on social media, facing a wave of cyberbullying. The internet users went even further, digging up my health records and finding that everything came back positive. [She's positive for everything—she's clearly a woman with a messy private life!] [No wonder she caused the woman's miscarriage just by being near her—she's a biological hazard!] The cyberbullying got so bad that it pushed me into depression. Even my fiancé turned against me, accusing me of being filthy and breaking up with me. The emotional weight became too much, and in my pain, I drove straight into a reservoir. Meanwhile, the girl gained millions of followers online and skyrocketed to fame as a popular influencer. It was only after I died that I learned the shocking truth—this girl was my fiancé's first love. To boost her own popularity, she and my fiancé had come up with this entire scheme together. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when she asked me to let her cut in line.