Fiction Made Me His Wife

Olivia and David Herrington have been married for almost eight years and have a daughter together, David and Olivia got married because of Olivia's pregnancy. Olivia looks like an ordinary house wife but there's a secret she's even keeping from her dear husband. What do you think Olivia's secret is? And how long will it stay a secret?

Sophia Weasley decided to end her life after losing everything in her life, and she almost had said HELLO to the god when her sister-in-law saved her life by taking her to the hospital in time, and there, she found a new reason to live when the doctor told her about her pregnancy. Recalling all the pain that she suffered from her Ex-husband and also knowing that he had to do nothing with her or her babies, she decided to raise her babies on her own. Every time when her babies asked about their father, she made up a story because they were too small to understand the word ‘DIVORCE.’ It worked in the beginning, but as years went by, her white lies seemed to be playing out. Until one day, her babies decided to find their father on their own. * Book 1: Billionaire's Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Completed) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch

For three years, I played the humble housewife to protect Gabriel’s ego, secretly using my power as the Pearl Group’s heiress to build his empire from the shadows. But at his victory gala, the man I made a King crowns another Queen—the woman who abandoned him when he was broke. "While others were just present," Gabriel sneers, his arm around his ex, "Anna was the fire behind my success." He thinks my silence was weakness. He thinks his contract was earned by merit. He’s about to find out that the humble woman he sidelined owns the very stage he’s standing on. I’m done being your sun, Gabriel. Enjoy the darkness—because by morning, I’m taking the light with me.

I returned home after studying abroad for three years, only to find that my brother’s girlfriend had brought her entire family to live in my mansion. The moment they saw me, they pinned me against the floor. "How dare you! Call him your sweetheart, spend his money, and now you're here to take my mansion? " When I saw the girlfriend’s crazed antics, I was shocked. “Who did you say owns the mansion?” “It’s my boyfriend’s, but it’ll be mine sooner or later. It has nothing to do with you.” With her parents, she yanked off the ancient pendant on my neck and crushed my heirloom bracelet. They even tied up my limbs, put me on the table, and positioned me in a humiliating pose to post online. Her brother pinned my legs down and reached under my shirt…

My husband is a whore and a powerful politician running for Governor he has a flawless public image. But behind closed doors, I’m the wife who cleans up scandals, swallows betrayal, and signs my name under his ambition. I gave up my Law career to protect his, learned to ignore the women, to stay quiet thinking I could save my marriage until I couldn’t. Then his intern moved into his orbit. Young. Dangerously hot and Off-limits . What starts as an affair turns into a secret that could destroy a marriage, a campaign, and more than one life. This isn’t a love story. And it isn’t what people expect from a political marriage gone wrong. It’s about what happens when a woman who has spent years cleaning other people’s messes finally makes one of her own. Everybody thinks they know how this story goes they don’t

WARNING!!! This novel contains sexual contents that are only suitable for mature minds. Should not be read by underages. "On your hands and knees," he growls out while opening a drawer, digging into it, and bringing out a condom. I hear him but I'm preoccupied with the sight of him ripping open a condom with his teeth like a feral animal and rolling it onto his hard cock. "What did I say, Samantha?" He doesn't wait for my response, just pushes me onto all fours. His tip pressed against my entrance for a second, sliding up and down through my pussy, coating his cock with my wetness. Then he plunges inside me in one swift thrust. *** Samantha is forced to marry Lucenzo even though she doesn't want to. Lucenzo has no place in his life for a wife but one look at Samantha and he wants her in his bed and under him.

Monte and Ericka agreed to marry only on paper to avoid the pressure from Monte's grandfather, who wanted him to marry Almira Madrigal. Monte believes Almira is connected to the death of his sibling, Montana. However, their happy couple life, and starting falling to each other, was replaced by a series of tragedies, leading to Monte and Ericka's separation. Monte thought Ericka was dead. But when he discovered that she was alive, She already had children. How can he regain Ericka's love, especially since she has built a new life with someone else and their children? Will he be able to reclaim the woman he let go, or should he continue pursuing her despite the intense pain?

Warning: This book is an explicit 18+ taboo romance containing graphic sexual content, age-gap relationships, cheating, betrayal, non-consensual elements in a drunken context, strong language, and dark obsessive themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Synopsis Nineteen-year-old Elara Voss is still a virgin a fact she’s fiercely guarded while juggling college classes and late-night shifts as a waitress at an upscale club. She’s only been dating Kael Rivera for a week, and they’ve already planned to lose her virginity together on his birthday. But one reckless night, rowdy customers push excessive alcohol on her. Drunk, dizzy, and unsteady on her way home, Elara is “rescued” by a tall, commanding stranger in his forties. In her alcohol-fueled haze, she throws herself at him, kissing him desperately and begging for his touch. The stranger, Damien Rivera, tries to hold back, but Elara’s need overrides everything. They end up in a luxury hotel where he claims her hard and deep for her very first time. Elara screams through the pain and pleasure, her body arching as she demands more, lost in the most intense ecstasy she’s ever known. Damien obeys, fucking her relentlessly until she’s shaking and spent. The next morning, shame crashes over her. Elara accuses Damien of rape, sobbing that she was saving herself for Kael’s birthday. Damien calmly insists she initiated every moment and even offers to send her money, but she refuses and flees in tears. That same evening at Kael’s birthday party, Kael excitedly introduces Elara to his father. The world stops. The man who took her virginity so perfectly the one whose touch she still craves is Damien Rivera, Kael’s dad. Horrified and panicking, Elara tries to bury the secret and stay loyal to her boyfriend.

At seventeen, love feels infinite and endings feel impossible. Arielle never planned to fall in love during her final year of high school. Noah never planned to let his guard down. But when quiet glances turn into late conversations and unspoken feelings surface, they find themselves caught in a connection neither of them is ready to name or walk away from. Set against the fragile edge of senior year, Promises We Made at Seventeen is a slow-burn, dual-POV romance about first love, fear, and the weight of choices made too young to fully understand, yet too deep to ignore. As expectations, rumors, and the future press in, Arielle and Noah must decide whether honesty is worth the risk and whether promises made before adulthood can survive what comes after. Tender, dramatic, and emotionally raw, this story explores what it means to love someone while still learning who you are, and how some promises no matter how small can change the course of a lifetime.

Five years into marriage, Silvia Serra becomes both Dante Valenti's most lethal weapon and his most invisible presence. She shields him from bullets. She crosses a freezing river for him. Her scars accumulate, and his response is an assumption that it is how things are meant to be. In time, Dante grows repulsed by the violence clinging to her. He derides her lack of charm and gives his warmth to another woman instead. He allows others to grind down her dignity, and with a new lover in his arms, he openly stains her name. Silvia tolerates it so she can continue guarding him. Everyone mocks her as if she's numb to it all, driven away again and again, but never truly gone. Then comes the night of pounding rain. Cast aside without ceremony, Silvia erases every sign she was ever there and leaves with finality. Dante treats it as nothing more than sulking, convinced she will return within three days. Later, the once-untouchable Don was seen on his knees at Silvia's feet, stripped of all pride, begging her to turn back and look at him just once.