I Married My Stepdad

"They killed my twin sister Zoe, and in doing so, they created her revengeful monster...or Heiress they say" When Zoe was poisoned before her wedding, Chloe stepped into her place wearing the gown meant for her twin and vowing to burn the families that destroyed them. As Vincent Lanchester’s bride, she hides a heart of fire beneath a mask of obedience. Everyone believes she is Zoe, the perfect heiress. No one sees the mastermind beneath the veil, the fighter who hunts in silence, or the dangerous pull she feels toward the man she was sworn to hate. In a marriage built on lies, every kiss is a weapon… and every secret could be the one that brings them both down.

The dream of everyone with regard to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two complete strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.

On the day of our engagement, my Alpha mate Kane mistakenly thought that my mom had seduced his dad and almost killed his mom. He canceled our ceremony and forced me, who was eight months pregnant, to jump into the silver pit. Kane hated me for three years, and threatened me with my child to be the most humble slave in his pack, watching him and other women make love. "Aria, you destroyed my family! I will never let you go in this life!" Finally, I accepted my fate and stopped resisting, letting the guards throw me into the silver pit. However, when Kane found out that those things had nothing to do with me, he went completely crazy looking at the pool of blood in the silver pit.

In order to save my childhood friend, I was severely burned and became a horrifying, ugly creature. But she thought that I had stuck my nose into her business and ruined her relationship with her crush. After we got married, she mocked my face multiple times in front of others and even brought her crush back home while I was around. She hated me even on her day of death. She said that if she could return to the past, she would rather die in the fire and not have anything to do with me. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the moment before the fire. This time, I chose to give them my blessing.

I received a call the day before my wedding. "Miss McPherson, someone has thrashed your venue." I rushed to the hotel in confusion only to meet a woman waving my wedding photo. "You homewrecking skank! You seduced my husband and spent his money on this wedding!" The crowd believed her and went wild. Even the hotel manager piled on me. "I knew something was fishy when the groom never showed up! You're not his real wife!" The crowd turned into a violent mob. In that chaos, I miscarried. At the height of my fury, I texted my secretary: [Cancel the wedding, and kick Matteo Brando out of my company!] How dare he keep a mistress with my fortune! How dare she challenge me! I will destroy them!

In our five years of marriage, I had given in to my husband, John, for a grand total of three times. The first time was during my pregnancy. He had taken his ex-girlfriend Stacy, who had once taken three bullets for him, back home and cared for her. When I became angry, he immediately sent her away once she recovered. The second time was after childbirth, when I was ready to return to work. To repay a favor, he gave the position I had worked years for to Stacy. He said it was so I could rest well. I looked at my son, who needed me, and I conceded. The third time was during our son’s birthday. In front of the entire company, he had announced that Stacy was his wife, all so she could establish herself in the company. I gave him two choices: divorce or send her away. Without hesitation, he chose the latter and immediately sent her abroad. The fourth time was when my father suddenly had a heart attack and urgently needed surgery. He disappeared again. I searched everywhere for him to cover the hospital expenses, and I finally discovered that he had gone to the airport to pick up a pregnant Stacy, who was returning to the country. Because of that, my father missed the best chance for treatment and died. I was done giving in. I disguised the divorce agreement as our son’s medical bill and tricked him into signing it. No compensation or apology would matter. I did not wish to have him near my son or myself again.

TRIGGER WARNING: This story is more of mature content set in a mafia world. Dark romance will be widely explored, abusive language and violent scenes will appear too. Proceed with caution. **** A marriage of three years ended up in divorce. That was not the life Megan Clark envisioned when she married the love of her life Javier. In a span of one day, she lost everything . Her marriage, her father and her wealth, her ex husband took it all. Lorenzo is the ruthless capo who calls the shots in the streets of Chicago He had desired Megan since he laid his eyes on her. Something about her Innocence tingled the most darkest of desires inside him. HE MUST TASTE HER. HE MUST OWN HER. But there's one problem; She is married to his scum of nephew. When a chance presents itself, he swoops her off her feet. He will keep her under any cost. " I want a home, a family and I am willing to work on that. I want to struggle for it because a home with you Lorenzo is worth it, every struggle capo. " I want to have this dream, a fantasy of me and you, growing old with our hands together. Then we will look back and say we lived the dream." A deal, that's all they make. A game, that's what they will play but when the terms of his deal burn him and the game becomes more real, can he really entangle himself from the trap called love?

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he ask and I shudder. "Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter. "Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me. "I am a slut, only for you," I murmur. ******* I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend but Jack never saw me as a woman and rather he always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Just that, something ws soff in the eau he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and fire in his eyes. So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I will ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real ot if I wasn't Hallucinating. The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away bechause of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

Alexis thought she had it all: a thriving career, a charming husband, and a Pinterest-worthy life. That was before she walked in on Kevin and Stephanie, her cousin sleeping together. Without an ounce of shame, Kevin files for divorce from her and takes her company as his draining all her accounts. Left with nothing but a broken heart and empty savings, she’s forced to start from scratch. Desperate to pay a loan shark and too broke , she lands a cleaning job at the Carter Penthouse. It’s not ideal—but it’s a paycheck. And the perfect place to plot her revenge. There she meets Pierce Carter a cold billionaire and devilishly handsome—and unfortunately, her new boss. He’s arrogant. She’s petty. He’s got issues. She’s got bills. When Pierce makes a ridiculous bet with his best friend that he can last a week without firing her, Alexis sees an opportunity: get fired, walk away with a small fortune. But just when they think they’ve rid themselves of each other, fate has other plans. Pierce needs a wife to claim his inheritance from his late father, and Alexis needs the ultimate revenge: showing up married to a billionaire hotter than Kevin could ever dream of. It’s the perfect solution… until real feelings start to get in the way. A fake marriage is born. The rule is simple: You can look but you can't touch. No love. But who will break it first?

She thought love meant loyalty until her billionaire husband handed her divorce papers. Left heartbroken and pregnant, she vanished from his world, only to return five years later as a self-made billionaire and a mother of twins he never knew existed. She became a wife to his greatest rival, a marriage forged in hatred and revenge. When fake kisses started to feel real and long-buried secrets resurfaced, she found herself torn between the man who broke her and the other, who betrayed her trust. Amidst the ashes of everything sorrowful, her ex-husband looked at her with his own blood on his hands, and pain in his eyes, and asked: “What piece of my soul did you take with you when you left?”