Ign Names

Who knew "I DO" came with a price tag? *** Charlene, or Charlie, was an orphan. She had lived jumping from one foster home to another, where people told her what to do, what she could be and not, and what she deserved, which was not much. At 18, she said enough. She pursued a career as a model, taking her life into her own hands. At 20, she met Collin, a wealthy CEO who promised to marry her. She thought her dreams were finally coming true. But like everything else in her life, her fiancée ended up being a disappointment as she caught him cheating, leaving her with a broken heart and a career in shambles. Desperate to get her life back on track, she accepted an unusual job proposal. She agreed to marry the son of the man she saved by accident. In exchange, she would receive substantial compensation. Yeah! Why not? Right? It was not as if she had to fall in love with him. It was a mere business transaction where she had to act as his wife. Besides, love was overrated anyway. Money was what made the world go round. It was the immediate solution to her problems. That was where Isaac Saunders came into the picture. He was her unwilling groom, forced by his father to marry her. He was the sole heir of his family's billion-dollar company. But he had to marry the woman of his father's choosing to inherit his father's legacy. So, how would this arrangement even work when he only saw her as another gold digger? On the other hand, she only looked at this marriage as a contractual transaction. What then? How would these two deal with their new living arrangement, staying in the same house and playing husband and wife?

Every year, my wife, Jessica Lowe, prepares a huge surprise for me on our wedding anniversary. On the night of our tenth anniversary, she enters the banquet hall with a scantily-dressed male model. She demands that I take off my suit and put it on him instead. I refuse and take out a divorce agreement. In retaliation, Jessica slaps a thick stack of photos onto the table. The photos show me at my most humiliated, shameful, and pathetic moments. She sneers, "Michael Jefferson, you talk about divorce all the time. But each time, you always end up crawling back to me with your tail between your legs, begging me to take you back. "Tell me, what will your comatose mother think if these pictures of you get out? Will she finally wake up in the hospital from shame and embarrassment?" However, Jessica doesn't know that my mother, Eleanor Brown, passed away months ago.

WARNING: This book is strictly for mature readers. It contains extremely explicit scenes🔞, violence and vulgar words. Readers' discretion is strongly advised. When upcoming fashion designer, Serena Voss, lands a contract deal to create custom made riding gear for the notorious Frost Vipers' MC, she sees it as an opportunity for her to save her collapsing brand before Christmas. But nothing prepares her for the moment she walks into the clubhouse and meets Knoxx "Havoc" Whitlock, the club's dangerously hot president with sexy tattoos and a ruggedly handsome face. {Funny enough, they have met before, days ago at a coffee shop where she was so rude to him after she had mistakenly spilled her coffee on him}. Knoxx, on the other hand, remembers her quite well...the sharp mouthed woman who has been on his mind since the coffee shop incident. Glad to have Miss Attitude as his employee, he intends to thoroughly tame her in every way possible...including on his bed. No doubts, they are highly attracted to each other, have burning moments on the sheets, but their chemistry gets complicated along the line when Serena uncovers a buried truth: her brother died in a hit-and-run on Christmas Eve five years ago, and the bike in the police report matches one from the Frost Vipers' garage. As Serena digs deeper, she discovers that Knoxx is strongly connected to her brother's death. When a rival gang, Widow's Bite MC, launches a violent Christmas week ambush and Knoxx's second in command, Gavin aka "Bishop" happens to be with enemy, Serena must decide whether to run for her life or fight for the man who has claimed her body and soul. This Christmas, love isn't soft. It's consuming and savage.

Samantha Sonnet, my wife who's also a hospital dean, decides to replace my name with Nicholas Spark, the intern's name on the surgical atlas that I've spent the last three years drafting without my permission. That atlas is then published. I burn the only original draft of the atlas in front of the entire department. Samantha blames me for being brash. "He's just leaving his name there so that he can ensure a smoother project closeout." After dusting the ashes away, I reply, "My academic achievements will always be mine. Since someone else's name is printed on my achievements, that means they are no longer pure." Later at midnight, Samantha hands me a glass of warm milk in an attempt to apologize to me. When I regain consciousness once again, I've already gotten strapped to a surgical table beneath a huge spotlight. I see a scalpel glinting coldly right above me. "You're a man of purity, right?" Samantha murmurs into my ear. "Three people's blood will be coursing through your veins soon enough. You'll be impure soon enough!" At the moment, Samantha is livestreaming an illegal organ removal surgery. As I stare at the camera hovering above my head, I say coldly, "If you've recorded enough evidence, then it's time to turn off the camera! Tell Captain Hardy that I've gotten my hands on the evidence he wants!"

I had never imagined my life would eventually turn into a business deal. But when my father's hospital bills reached a surprisingly huge amount, I thought that was all not until my landlord decided I was better off homeless. At this point, I had no choice but to sign a contract with Alexander Pierce, a man whose presence alone screams arrogance and pride with power. The deal was simple: marry him for a year and three months, feign to be his devoted loving wife, and in turn, I will regain my financial freedom. But I can't say there was something simple about Alexander. His gaze burns too deep, his touches linger too long, and harder it becomes to state what's real or fake. I signed a contract. I never signed up for falling in love. But tell that to my heart.

One girl. One chance. One royal destiny. When Everleigh is chosen in a mysterious lottery to attend the kingdom’s princess school, her life is thrown into a world of power, intrigue, and hidden agendas. Among rival candidates who will stop at nothing to see her fail, and a childhood friend who harbors a dangerous secret, Everleigh must navigate a web of secrets, ambition, and unexpected love. As the royal ball approaches and destinies are revealed, Everleigh will discover that some choices can change everything—and that the greatest gamble may be trusting her heart.

Celesta is a young woman living her life day by day. She wakes up, goes about her routine, and spends time thinking about different things. Sometimes she feels like she doesn’t fit in, but that’s probably normal. People around her seem to have things figured out, and she tries her best to do the same. She enjoys quiet moments and occasionally wonders what her future will look like. There are days when she feels a bit off, but that happens to everyone. Most of the time, things stay the same, and nothing really out of the ordinary happens. Her story continues, one day at a time, as she tries to figure things out slowly—if anything changes at all.

Every she-wolf in Crescent Ridge knew the Nightwood name. Lola did not. She grew up in the pack orphanage with no bloodline sponsor, no rich family background, no seat among the pack’s royalties. Some wolves were born into power. Others had to fight for every inch. Lola fought. She worked day and night, building something out of nothing until the Moon Goddess finally blessed her with a fated mate—Alpha Tristain Herdez. He was Powerful, respected, desired by every she-wolf. Five years after their wedding, their house was still empty. The pack physician revealed the truth: Tristain could never father a child. Lola kept his secret and buried herself in work, building a company that all of Texas admired. Then she collapsed during a press conference. Stage four cancer. Less than a year to live. While she prepared to leave a legacy behind, Tristain returned home one day with a newborn, claiming the baby was abandoned at the pack gate. But the child had Tristain’s face and her best friend’s eyes. And Lola was running out of time to uncover the truth.

💍 Il est PDG. Milliardaire. Froid. Calculateur. 🔥 Il l'a épousée. Elle ne sait pas pourquoi. 💔 Il veut la briser. Mais elle n'est pas celle qu'il croit. --- Imelda Pearce mène une vie simple. Petits boulots, café du matin, et un vide dans le cœur laissé par un père disparu. Jordan Taylor est l'héritier d'un empire. Puissant. Mystérieux. Il ne laisse rien au hasard. Leur rencontre ? Une mise en scène. Leur histoire ? Un piège millimétré. Il lui offre tout. L'attention. Le luxe. L'amour dont elle rêvait. Puis il l'épouse. C'est là que tout bascule. Derrière les portes closes, le masque tombe. Jordan Taylor n'est pas le prince charmant qu'elle imaginait. Il la veut pour une raison qu'elle ignore. Une raison qui remonte à son père. Mais Imelda n'est pas une proie facile. Et quand elle commencera à creuser, c'est tout l'édifice de sa vengeance qui tremblera. --- 🔥 Dark Romance 💼 PDG Milliardaire • Froid • Calculateur 💍 Mariage • Manipulation • Secrets 🌙 Double point de vue 💔 Il veut la détruire. Elle pourrait le sauver. Ou l'achever. --- "Je ne t'ai pas épousée par amour, Imelda. Je t'ai épousée pour te regarder tomber."

หนึ่งคนเติบโตมาพร้อมอิสระ เส้นทางชีวิตเป็นสิ่งที่เธอเลือกเอง อีกหนึ่งคนกลับต้องใช้ชีวิตภายใต้กรอบความคาดหวังและความต้องการของผู้นำครอบครัว การตัดสินใจทุกครั้งไม่ใช่ของตน หากเป็นของ “หน้าที่” ที่แบกรับไว้ ทว่าโชคชะตากลับนำพาให้หนุ่มสาวทั้งสองได้มาพบกัน ความแตกต่างกลายเป็นบทเรียน ความใกล้ชิดกลายเป็นคำถาม อิสระคือการหลุดพ้นจากกรอบ หรือคือการกล้ายอมรับผลของการเลือก ท่ามกลางอุปสรรคจากครอบครัว สังคม และหัวใจของตนเอง ความสัมพันธ์ที่ก่อตัวขึ้นจะนำพาพวกเขาไปสู่เส้นทางใด อิสระที่แท้จริง…สามารถออกแบบร่วมกันได้หรือไม่