Future Wife

|Excerpt| Iris was taking small steps to her husband's study. She had a medical file in her hand with tears in her eyes while she tightly gripped the file. Without knocking she entered the study to find her husband with a lawyer beside him. "Honey..", Iris started while looking down but was cut by a dark alluring voice. "Don't honey me you filthy women, just sign these divorce papers and take whatever you want and get out of my estate." Listening this Iris looked up and gasped as she looked in the dead eyes of her husband. | • | Iris Knight or now just Iris has been through alot in these past two years. Navigating her way since she got that report has been quite a task. Now broken beyond repair or as she believes she just lives without any hope... | • | Tristan Knight had it all money, power and most importantly the love of his life. But losing her due to some morphed photos have turned him into a ruthless and cold man with only goal being to find his flower... | • | So what will happen when Tristan and Iris finally after two years come face to face. Regrets, hatred, love, forgiveness, misery, happiness, sadness, hope, jealousy and trust; with so many emotion cruising what and who will win at what stake? With two most important question remaining like a mystery; What happened to Iris in the past two years and what was there in the file...

Hailey Amaranth, did everything just to make her husband Hunter Lewis love her. A man that she took and should have married her best friend. Hunter promised that he will make Hailey's life miserable and hell. Chaotic, both hurt and both destroyed. Who amongst the two is the real victim, the abductor abused, or the abducted abusive? Is there any hope that they can reconcile or will the wounds remain to deepen in their hearts?

“You want one hundred thousand dollars for your body, fine. Produce me an heir within six months and the money is yours when the baby is born.” The coldness in his voice sends a shiver up my spine. “Are you serious?”“Yes.”“B-but what about the other part of my request?” I stammer out.“What other part?” he asks with his eyebrow raised.I clutch the contract close to my chest. “The part where I get to leave. If I have your baby, Ansel, can I take the money and walk away?”When I was bought at an auction by my ex-boyfriend whom I hadn’t seen for many years, he signed a contract with me, as long as I gave birth to him a child, I could get the money and leave. but after I gave birth, he regretted it.

Eve was a lover girl through and through that was why when Sinclair Stone came professing his undying love for her, Eve couldn't help but fall in love with her prince charming. Eva gave up everything; wealth, royalty and fame just to be with the love of her life. But, just after the wedding, Eva became a forgotten piece in her own home. The man she loved, turned his back on her. Troubled by this, Eve began seeing answers, anything that would help her fix her marriage and that was when she found out; Sinclair Stone never loved her, she was just a pawn in his game.

“I have always loved you, Ava”. He cups her cheek but she swats his hand away angrily. “Oh, after you chased me or before?”. She says with a smirk. Ava is accused of theft by her husband, Caleb Reed, on the day she finds out she’s pregnant with his child, even though she has been stuck in a loveless marriage for years. Caleb asks Ava to leave and she does. Years later, Ava returns to the States with a girl who looks like Caleb, and Caleb wants his family back. But will Ava agree after all the years of torment, especially now that she has gotten everything she could ask for?

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Nominal marriage with some rules: no entangling. Everything is only business. Not being in love. It's only a one-year agreement, so the rules shouldn't be difficult to follow, should they? Except fate still has a way of ruining every best plan...

Five years ago, Aaron Hunter personally sent her to prison. Five years later, he ruined her innocence at her wedding. When the misunderstanding cleared up, the man turned into a spoiled wife maniac. Mr. Hunter, on the eve of Valentine's Day, let us celebrate a little ~ how do you celebrate? To celebrate, we get divorced. The man thought for a few seconds, to celebrate, a bed is enough.

Anais Vale vanished three years ago, breaking the terms of a legally binding marriage contract with billionaire CEO Cassian Vale. To the world, their short-lived marriage was a mystery. To Anais, it was survival. But when a mysterious legal summons pulls her out of hiding, she’s forced to return—not as a woman in love, but as a wife under obligation. Cassian, ruthless and unreadable, never divorced her. Their original contract still holds, and now he wants her back—if only to fulfill the remaining years and protect his corporate empire from a hostile takeover. Emotion is not part of the deal. But the contract hides more than just legal conditions. It conceals a past filled with betrayal, a family legacy steeped in secrets, and a shared history neither of them fully understands. Anais returns as a woman determined to endure it quietly. But things change quickly: she discovers Cassian’s health is failing, that someone wants her dead, and that her own tragic past may be connected to his family’s crimes. As the truth unravels, Anais is forced to confront who Cassian really is—and who she must become if she wants to survive in his world. Along the way, both begin to transform. Anais, once passive and self-effacing, begins to find her voice and strength. Cassian, seemingly heartless and stoic, is forced to feel and face the consequences of his past. Their story is a collision of control and vulnerability, love and guilt, power and protection. What begins as a contract slowly becomes a reckoning—and a second chance neither of them expected. But second chances come at a cost. And not every ending is fair.

Two years of flash marriage, she gives her everything into it, thinking one day she would be able to steal his heart. A marriage where nobody knew that she was Krish Goenka's wife who was known to be the most eligible bachelor and the richest man in the country, she tried everything, still, he looks her as a burden to him as the marriage itself was forced on him. He treated her like a showpiece in his home that doesn't worth his attention and precious time. A marriage that was nothing to him but everything to her as she kept giving a chance to this marriage until she finds out that he was seeing another woman. How could she still beer it? Finally, she took the final decision as she left his home leaving him a note of goodbye. But, who has expected that her disappearance would drive the cold-hearted CEO crazy? He gave the cold warning to all his men either to find his wife or leave the job. “ Sir, the woman you are looking for is actually dead for two years, ” “ What??? ” What was that? If his wife was dead, then who was the girl living with him for two years, a GHOST? Author's Note: The story is not paranormal, keep patience and join the thrilling ride of Krish's journey to find his wife, Abha.