Matrimonio Forzado Con Mi Cuñado

Acostarme con mi mejor amigo fue algo que no debería haber ocurrido. Nos hicimos una promesa cuando éramos jóvenes, pero la promesa fue olvidada hace mucho tiempo, al menos por él, pero no por mí. Yo no olvidé que era mi príncipe azul. Salía con chicas, cosa que no me importaba porque yo aún era menor de edad. Dormíamos en la misma cama hasta el día de hoy, pero nunca cruzamos la línea. El problema comenzó cuando su prometida no se presentó a su boda, y tuve que jugar a ser su novia por el día solo para salvar las apariencias. Esa fue la fecha en que todo cambió. Tuvimos la noche más caliente y me dijo que no debería haber pasado porque estaba saliendo con mi mejor amiga, Candice. Eso me golpeó en las tripas. Debería haber sabido que nuestras promesas estaban fuera de lugar. Debería haber sabido que nuestras promesas fueron olvidadas hace mucho tiempo. Eso duele, pero nada duele más que descubrir que estás embarazada del hijo de tu mejor amiga y no puedes decírselo porque está enamorado de tu amiga.

"Bind her up," I heard a woman's stern command. They roughly shoved me to the ground, placing my arms on a bench and tying them with ropes. "It’s an honor for you to be a surrogate candidate for our King! HOW DARE YOU try to escape?! Now you’ll pay the price!" As his partner handed him a pair of pliers, he flashed me a purely evil smile. My heart sank into my stomach. The king? Surrogate?! I had no idea what he was talking about... "NO PLEASE! Listen, you’ve got the wrong person..." They didn't even let me finish before they pulled out the nail on my index finger. "Ah-----" I thought I knew pain, but his actions proved I didn't. I had never experienced such torture; my helpless screams filled the entire dungeon. Tears streamed down my face, and my hands were soaked with innocent blood. The woman sat not far away, legs crossed, smiling at me. Soon, she raised her hand to signal everyone to leave and then crouched in front of me, slowly untying the ropes around me. "I know it's not you, but a she-wolf escaped. We'll use you to replace her. So, if you want to survive here, shut your mouth and do as you're told." Just like that, everything changed... *** Betrayed by my fated mate and my best friend. I, the powerful daughter of an Alpha, was scheduled to be executed on the false allegations of murdering my father and his comrades. Fate had other plans as I escaped but landed myself on an island ruled by a mysterious king, Asher Ludwig... No matter how difficult it is, I will fight my way back and reclaim everything that belongs to me!

Shadow Stalker and Isabella Romano were the best of friends until one fateful day when they watched their peaceful village ruthlessly attacked by a savage pack. In the aftermath that followed, one experienced the death of a parent, the other disappeared off pack lands without a trace, and when they finally reunite years later, sparks fly, hearts break, passions smolder, and one wolf's betrayal could spell the end of life as they know it. Warning: This series is copyrighted under New Zealand law. All works related to The Fated series belong solely to Venom01. Any attempt to list any part of this on a website under a different name will result in prosecution.

Life wasn't faithful for Hazel. With a job at stake, a pile of debt and a stressful life. Hazel is a hardworking woman who has dreams and ambition of becoming a successful independent woman. Running from one job to another has never been easy for her. She believes investing herself and time is the most important skill in becoming successful. However, sometimes, being overly truthful put you in a lot of trouble. She slapped her boss after witnessing him harrasing one of his employees. Damon Lorenzo, a young eligible bachelor in New York City. Cold and arrogant. A Playboy in the eyes of the world but inside a man who needed the love and care. Hazel and Damon aren't fond of each other. They find every chance to fight. Nevertheless, love swept you up your feet at unexpected time. Will Damon find the love and care he yearns for? And will Hazel be able to get her revenge on Damon as she promised? Will love really win against the hatred in the hearts of the two musketeers?

Sharanya Sharma, a kind innocent and beautiful girl. Arnav Singh Raizada, handsome, successful and arrogant CEO. She is an angel. He is an ogre. She is the embodiment of love. His heart is full of hatred and revenge. Arnav was rude and arrogant, but his heart was like coconut, it was soft inside. He falls for Sharanya and her innocence. But the things twisted and one incident changed his life. He started hating her and the hatred was beyond the limit. Arnav's mother dramatically forced Arnav and Sharanya into marriage. He took signed on the divorce papers along with the wedding papers. He just made a contract while marrying her. Will Sharanya be successful in gaining a victory over his heart? Will she able to awake his love, his feelings stifled in his heart for her? Let's embark on the glorious journey, filled with love, hate, drama, jealousy and sacrifice...

A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary. She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn’t offer anything to her except his talent on the bed. After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go. Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, “Sarah, you can trust me. I won’t ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn’t, then I wouldn’t have cut off relationships with all other women. Don’t you believe me now?” Sarah sobbed gently, “If you have accepted that it’s over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don’t you see how it’s hurting me?” Charles stared at her, “She’s just another woman from my past!” The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, “Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I’m your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!” Angrily, Charles shouted again, “Sarah, I’m your man!” “Uh? My man?” Sarah laughed and stared at him. Tears began to slip down her cheeks, “Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set me free, I’m begging you!”

Amara is cursed as a second chance mate to her alpha who blames her for getting his first mate killed. Alpha Matteo doesn't want a second chance mate as his first mate was in love with someone else and had to be with him. He's tired of being someone's second choice, but when he gets a second chance mate in the she wolf who is his daughters nanny and the one he pretends to blame for his first mate's death, well what is an Alpha to do? Lana, his daughter, loves Amara and will be thrileld to have her as her mom. The two have a special relationship. As Matteo wrestles with himself to do things better with his second chance mate, he also struggles with his grief. Amara isn't sure how to react to Matteo as she is attracted to him, but loving him is painful as she fears his hate for her will never allow him to love her back. Can the two work past all the challenges they face, can their painful love turn into true love, or are second chance mates really the curse everyone things they are?

Isabella Winter dibutakan oleh rasa sakit hatinya, setelah mengetahui fakta bahwa kekasihnya telah mendua. ia di pertemukan dengan seorang pria, bernama Lucas Cassano lalu menjalin hubungan penuh intrik dan menggairahkan hanya untuk membalas perbuatan yang di lakukan oleh masing-masing pasangan. "Tidurlah denganku, karena hanya itulah yang kita butuhkan sekarang."

"How much for one night?" He asked and she felt tears forming in her eyes due to the humiliation. "Leave me!" She said angrily, trying to free herself from his grip. He chuckled humorously seeing her fruitless action. "Don't act innocent baby. I know how you orphans sleep your way up." He said and jerked her towards him. Tears ran down her cheeks hearing him. She felt humiliated! He brought his face dangerously close to hers and whispered in her ear, "Name your price for one night and submit yourself to me." "I said leave me! I am not-" "Drop the act. I can give you any amount you ask for. Just one night and it will be over." Saying he nuzzled his face in her neck. *** Killian Sullivan. A twenty-two years old man with rage running deep in his veins, eyes looking down at everyone and heart full of hatred for others. A sadist who enjoys others' pain and suffering. He has got everything he wanted- Money, fame, power and girls. That is until a girl refused to sleep with him and he took it as a challenge. Amara. A seventeen year old orphan (soon turning eighteen) with dreams in her eyes, lips spread into a smile and heart full of love. Her life was going smoothly until one day she met with the devil who destroyed her Completely. What will happen when Amara slapped Killian in front of everyone and he decides to get revenge on her? What will happen when they both hate each other with their guts but are forced to be in a contract marriage? How did a mere slap result in a contract marriage? Will love blossom between them or will the sins of Killian overshadow their relationship? Read the story to find out!

It’s her. It’s my mate. I looked at the girl from afar using my enhanced vision. I can’t be seen closer to the guesthouse and I know I’m breaking the rules but fuck! I can’t stand the sweet scent lingering all over my pack since they arrive. Since she arrive. She is tall, and even from those shabby clothes, I can tell she’s fit and curvy. Her long golden-brown hair has natural curls at the edge. I love how the shape of her eyes matches her high cheekbone and- Oh, fuck. Not again. I can feel my cock reacting from just looking at her. And even from this distance, her scent is intoxicating that I can’t help but be enticed by it. Fuck. If only I’m not an Alpha, I won’t have this much control! I might have run down this hill to reach her, claim her, mark her, kiss her--ohh, fuck!