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George caught Sigrid's boyfriend sleeping with his fiancee. To punish his fiancee, George said that Sigrid is going to be his bride, or her family would go bankrupt! Sigrid had no choice but to say, yes. What's worse, it's just a contract marriage! But she didn't want this kind of fake love at all. Though she tried to get rid of him, she gradually discovered his charm and tenderness. Day by day, she got his endless love, and she became the apple of his eye. Maybe it would be fine to stay by his side. She thought so. But all of the sweetness ended on that day...she found the secret of their contract marriage...

I'm due for a promotion when I stumble upon my husband entangled with his childhood sweetheart. After that, I'm secretly admitted to a psychiatric facility. I repeatedly tell the doctors that I'm fine, but all I get is worse abuse and humiliation. When Howard Armstrong visits me every month, I beg him to get me out. Each time, he says, "This is a proper establishment, so you have to follow the doctor's instructions. Don't be unreasonable!" On the day I'm discharged, he speaks to me tenderly and calls me his honey. Later, when I place a divorce agreement before him, he breaks down in tears.

HANNAH VILLEGA wants to be pure and virgin until she gets married. After seeing how her friend's life shattered because of love, she avoided men even more. But everything started to change when her eighteenth birthday came. Where during her first sleep as a fine woman, she woke up in the middle of the night only to find a naked man hungry for her warmth. At first she thought it was just a rare dream. But when she fell asleep the second night after and a night after that, she saw the man again and again, gradually making her realize that it's no longer just a dream—she is already stuck in nights with an incubus.

Having just arrived at the mysterious and apparently well-put-together Timber Creek School of Fine Arts, a timid nerd by the name of Porter Austin Fulton finds himself out of sorts as much as he had ever been back in his former hometown. That was until he found himself bunking in the infamous Bungalow 13 where the rebellious and the loud had been housed due to a lack of space in his originally chosen dorm. Of the most prominent rebels in the school, The most infamous of the offenders in terms of rebellion and loudness, Conri F. Rollins, or "Conway" as everyone called him,unfortunately for Porter they are forced to become bunkmates and he finds out the hard way what moonlight does to a high profile college wrestling jock.

“Maybe we should get a divorce. Name your prize and leave.” Dylan said and I hiccuped immediately. My heart beat increased rapidly. Just then, my phone buzzed and I knew why he wanted a divorce. My sister was back. Even after three years of dedication and loving him, it turned out Dylan never got over Lexa. He was quick to rush to her as soon as she arrived in the city. Tears welled up in my eyes realising I was nothing but a space holder for my sister. Fine, I would leave. But the next time you see me, I won't be the same. Goodbye forever, I’ll forget we ever met.

"I want you. Yield to me..." he announced again, this time pinning her down the sofa. *****After her royal family killed, a princess now lives inside the mansion of her most hated captor. Through the help of some good people, she was placed in the servants’ quarters instead of the dungeon.Working as a servant and growing into a fine young woman at the same time, she begins to long for freedom.It was a difficult goal to attain though, not when she had the King and the Crown Prince to contend with. However, what if this Crown Prince had an agenda of his own? What if, in some twisted destiny, he actually cared for her?Genre: Fantasy-Royalty, Historical RomanceAll Rights ReservedJMFelic Books 2020

ETHAN is the god of wars who is living his life freely in hell, while CASSANDRA is a flower goddess, who is living her life under her protective parents in heaven, who are the rulers of heaven. Everything was going fine until he laid his eyes on her. will there love will be the downfall of the universe? People say everything is fair in love and war But Is it fair to love the war? Or War for love?   ♡♡♡♡♡♡   There is magic and fantasy to love and to being loved   There is heaven and hell to love and to being loved   But what if the prince of hell, Satan himself fall in love with the princess of heaven, a pious angel?   Will it be consider as unconditional love or unforgivable sin?   ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡   I LOVE YOU FROM HELL TO HEAVEN AND BACK HE SAID.....   I LOVE YOU FROM HEAVEN TO HELL AND BACK SHE SAID.....            

Jason Halem believed in order, tradition, and his pack. Those were his principles. He had no concern with the issues of the heart and he was just fine with being alone until he met Jasmine Calvin, the walking chaos that stumbled into his office and ended up taking more than just his secretary position. She was not a werewolf like him but that didn't stop her reign over his entire life, for she was his mate. Jasmine Calvin knew how to work a man to her advantage and she had her eyes on the wealthy cold hearted Jason Halem. He intrigued her in every sense of the word and from the moment she saw him, she knew he would not be an easy case to crack.

"It's alright Luciana, everything will be fine—they're just like you.”"No they're not, they have wings." Luciana Morgenstern has been hunted all her life. The High Council told everyone it was because she was a hybrid, but Luciana knows they truly consider her a threat because she has abilities that could make her far more powerful than even the Council's leader—so they take away the one thing that allows her to use her gifts, and put her into the Angel Academy. She has lived in the Academy for nine years now, and at the start of her tenth year, a dozen new angels join. One of which, will turn her miserable life upside down as the Council's intricate web of lies starts to unravel . . .

After returning from studying abroad, I prepared to honor my childhood betrothal. But on the very day I went to pick up my wedding gown, I saw my million-dollar couture dress worn by a poverty-stricken girl whom my fiancé had been secretly supporting. When I demanded the gown back, I was scolded as a homewrecker and mocked as a loveless hag. My fiancé excused her, saying the girl had never seen the world, and I should be more accommodating. Well, I've always loved charity. If giving away a million-dollar dress counts as charity, then fine—I'll even let go of the engagement, too. But let it be known: not just anyone can be engaged to the Vance heiress.