Married Without Dating

Seven years ago, it was love at first sight when I met Lucas Yates, who was still a nameless thug at the time. For him, I chose to leave my wealthy family. After seven years of dating, he throws me a grand wedding the day he finally becomes the head of Devil's Advocate, a mafia organization. On the day of our wedding, his childhood friend, Yelena Jackman, crashes the venue. She confesses her love for Lucas, but he rejects her without any hesitation, vowing he will only ever love me in this life. Just as we're exchanging rings, Lucas' enemies show up to cause trouble. When he sees the gun pointing at me, he lunges forward to protect me without a second thought. Yelena, who should have run, takes three bullets while protecting Lucas and falls into a coma due to severe blood loss. Overwhelmed by guilt, Lucas sends her to the best hospital in the world. I have the same blood type as Yelena, so in the attempt to save her life, I donate so much blood that I go into shock. Guilt leaves me with sleepless nights. Every day, I pray she'll wake up. I'm even willing to look after her for the rest of my life if I have to. Lucas keeps comforting me, saying that I don't need to feel so guilty, as Yelena did all of it of her own volition. He says he'll take up the responsibility of making it up to her. I'm extremely grateful to Yelena for saving Lucas and allowing me to have such a wonderful husband. However, on the day of our third wedding anniversary, I receive a mysterious message. "Lucille, you shameless homewrecker! I'm his lawfully wedded wife! If you know what's good for you, you'd better scram and go as far away as you can. If you don't believe me, you can always head to City Hall to see just who is registered as Lucas' lawful wife!"

Everyone in Sparrowville said that Margaret Chapman was the happiest woman in town. Gavin Hartley showered her with gifts—a sapphire ring, an asteroid after her name—treating her like she was the center of his universe. Margaret had always believed it, too. Until the day she accidentally discovered the woman he had been hiding in his villa. For ten years, he had kept her there—his childhood sweetheart. After she lost herself to schizophrenia, she had said, "Margaret is me." And so, for nearly seven years, Gavin had courted Margaret and cherished her, playing out a love story that had never truly been hers. Margaret's heart crumbled to ash after she found out the truth. She left without looking back, moving to a country thousands of miles away. But she never imagined that Gavin would lose himself to rage, his eyes burning red as he nearly tore Sparrowville apart. "Where the hell is Margaret?!"

I lose my memory and wander the streets, surviving on scraps and the kindness of strangers. Then, Miles Blackwood from the Institute of Medical Research finds me and takes me in. He tells me that I'm his long-lost fiancee who ran away years ago, and that he's spent every ounce of energy searching for me ever since. As I'm frail and riddled with illness, he watches over me as I take my medication every day, tracing the scar on my lower back with a strange, tender affection. But everything shatters the day I regain my memory. I accidentally overhear Miles speaking to a friend. "Miles, you forcibly removed Cassidy's kidney for Claudia back then. That was what caused her to lose her memories. And in the end, you let Claudia take all the credit for the research. "Now, after Cassidy's been suffering out there for years, you're bringing her back just to use her for the artificial kidney project? Aren't you worried that she'll regain her memories?" Miles scoffs. "She's incredibly grateful to me now. Besides, she's just a sickly woman. So what if she finds out? As long as we succeed in the research on artificial kidneys, Claudia will become the star of the medical world. As for Cassidy? She'll have made her contribution to the medical field." A cold chill rushes through me in an instant—I am Cassidy.

On Mia Larson’s birthday, her mother, who had been her anchor, passed away. Her husband, Nick Ford, did not celebrate her birthday, nor did he attend her mother’s funeral. Instead, he was at the airport, picking up his one true love.

Lucas Ashton and I have secretly dated for five years. We're preparing to announce our relationship during a business dinner. However, he doesn't mention a word of it during the dinner. Instead, he leans close to me and whispers half-jokingly, "I'm sick of sleeping with you and want to call it quits. Shall we not disclose our relationship?" I smile and nod. Then, I point at Emily Lane, his first love. "This is Lucas' girlfriend." In my past life, I pleaded with him not to leave me. All that got me was torment and death.

IF FALLING IN LOVE IS A CRIME,THEN I'M GUILTY OF IT🥺🥺 I FELL IN LOVE WITH A GUY,GOT REJECTED AND NOW, I'M IN LOVE WITH HIS UNCLE 💕💕 MY STEPPING STONE TO A ROLLERCOASTER OF REVENGE Chelsea Smith faces a terrible heartbreak from her childhood sweetheart Adams Hemsworth. he ditched her for a famous actress and model and told her she's a chubby fat hag. Pained and heartbroken,she leaves the country and returns fully changed,a nice figure,a fat bank account and most especially dating Adam's uncle as a sweet revenge. Adams is devastated and tries to win her back but she's back and the first thing on her mind is revenge.

“I fall for her, June Bentley, my brother’s fiancée. Yeah, this is silly, and many of my friends may get startled if I declare the truth. They can see me as a third wheel in my brother’s engagement, but I don’t care about their opinions. Though, I really love her at the first place. The moment I meet her as my private teacher is the time when I start developing my feelings to her. There is no other people I really want to see. It is only her and forever will be her. Yet, unexpectedly, after getting engaged to my brother, unexpectedly, she often spends more time for me. Among those times, she suddenly confesses her feelings to me. Her admission certainly makes me happy, but I realize that our love might be impossible to happen, but we decide to go through it, through the thick and thin, whether it is happy or sad.” -Stacy Barfield-

Hailey, in love, dove into her marriage full of heart and hope. When this kindergarten teacher said yes to marrying Rome, it was like venturing into uncharted waters. For Hailley, marrying a fun-loving, mysterious man, like Rome, was exciting! It was like being on a road without a map. What made it so exciting was that she never knew what direction her husband, Rome Martinez, might go. Hailey finds herself a bit lost as she discovers she does need a little normalcy. But Rome didn't want boundaries. Without rules to guide them, would their marriage survive or crash on the rocks of misunderstanding or jealousy? What would their marriage look like without boundaries? As individuals, will both parties' needs be met? Or will this marriage be tailored to meet one partner's needs, physical intimacy, and emotional comfort level? Can Haiely and Rome maintain a healthy, happy marriage without boundaries? To have the answer to these heartthrobing questions, this is one married story you will want to read!

The surname Ferrer is famous for bearing the title of a billionaire. Celestine Calli Grey is a girl with dreams; she was born wealthy, but everything in her life changed when her father died. She had no choice but to stop in order for them to survive. And this year, after passing the scholarship examination, she will return to study in a private school in the province where she now currently lives. She thought that no one could ever replace her at the top, but when the class began, her dream was dashed when she met Isaiah Levi Ferrer, the son of a billionaire. How will this two deal with each other? Will the hatred she feels eventually give way to love? Or will her competitiveness succeed? “I want the person to love me for who I am, not for how much money I have.” – Isaiah Levi Ferrer. “I don't need a man to succeed; all I need is myself.” – Celestine Calli Grey

Three days before my wedding, my younger sister staged a scene—one where I supposedly abandoned her in the mountains. She claimed I locked her in a cabin, left her to be nearly assaulted, and that she barely escaped with her life. Furious, my fiancé dragged me up the mountain and locked me in that same cabin. He said, "Wendy, a woman as vicious as you won't learn her lesson without punishment. I already told you I'd marry you. Why go after Chloe? Since you're so desperate to climb your way up, you can stay here until the wedding day." I begged him, over and over, but my scorched throat could only force out hoarse, grating sounds. Three days later, Mickey O'Brien stood at the altar in his suit, waiting for me. What he got instead was my remains.