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Before my wedding, my fiance's secretary dumped out all the Dom Perignon champagne I had ordered for the guests and replaced it with Yoo-hoo. I turned grim instantly and demanded an explanation. But my fiance—who had always claimed to dote on me—stood firmly in front of his secretary to defend her. "Susie only had your best interest. Don't ruin the mood for everyone." His pack of so-called friends burst into laughter, egging him on. "Come on, don't be petty, Giselle. It's just a few bottles of Dom Perignon. Don't be so selfish." Yet their eyes were enveloped in evident malicious amusement. At that moment, one thing became certain: this fiance had to be replaced.

FERRIZA KEITH PASTRANA was raised alone by her mother so she was striving to finish her college to help her mom despite the lack of money. Her classmate offered her a big money in condition of she will be an intruder of a mafia's wedding. Ferriza was hesitant but Chloe, her classmate, manipulated and used her mother-- Ferriza's weakness. Without knowing the life of the mafia, she still continue it without thinking the life that awaits to her after intruding the mafia's wedding.

"Promise me you'll never look for him again." His loud voice reached my ears. He was mad, and I knew it wasn't a good sign. "Answer me, Liliana." "I won't." My voice cracked. "I promise, I won't search for him ever again." All her life, Liliana had always been known for being weak and wolfless. At the ripe age of eighteen, she was yet to awaken her wolf, and if that wasn't embarrassing enough, then Liliana had no idea what was. Like she didn't already have enough on her plate, Liliana finds herself torn in between two irresistible men; her stepbrother's best friend, and her stepbrother himself. Liliana knows she's in the middle of a brewing disaster, but she can't deny the thrill of the forbidden pull between all three of them. As the attraction between them waxes stronger, will Lilliana make the right choice, or will the red hot pleasure scorn her forever?

After Letitia was sold to the Duke of Kerstone, the least she expected was the Duke telling her they were to get married. To say she was bewildered was an understatement. *** "Married?" She echoed his voice in the carriage and the man simply nodded his green emeralds twinkling in delight. Why he seemed happy, she had no absolute idea. He was getting married to her! An uncouth, rude woman! He knew nothing about her! Why in hell does he seem happy?! *** She had planned to marry the man that she loved and he loved her in return and not just jump into the marriage with a man, even though handsome and warm, she didn't know a thing about, though it was the custom and norms of the society very well known to her as well. But what choice did she have? She was sold. He had bought her. She belonged to him now. All of her. Her body and her soul. She had one thing to be thankful for though. Escaping the evil clutches of her Stepmother and her two daughters. Her situation was like jumping from fire into hot oil. Except the hot oil wasn't all that very much bad. Will she agree to marry him or just go along with her plan of running away? But, everyone has a dark side... A dark part they so badly want to bury, a secret they want to keep... Even if it's impossible. But when that secret is threatened after thrown into a life of dramas and setups? Will that secret remain a secret to the end? That dark side, would it still be buried until the end? Letitia really hoped it did. Find out in *THE DUKE'S BRIDE IS A MONSTER!* COVER DOESN'T BELONG TO ME. CREDITS TO OWNER.

My name is Janet Chance, and I am a researcher focusing on cancer drug development. I have a blissful family life and a career worth fighting for. However, just as I am about to go save a life using my newly researched drug, I discover that the car specifically used to transport the drug has inexplicably disappeared. Upon checking the surveillance footage, I learn that my high school classmate, Melissa Lane, has driven it away. "What do you mean it's your car? This is my husband's car!" I snap back anxiously. "Give me back my car! Right now!" Just as I finish speaking, I hear a crowd's mocking laughter coming from the other end of the phone. "Do you know who you're talking to?" "Your car? This car belongs to the wealthiest man in the country!" Melissa immediately adds, "I'm about to marry the wealthiest man in Azlude! He was worried about my safety, so he specifically allowed me to take this car. "He told me it's very well protected with its bulletproof glass. How dare you say this car is yours, you penniless loser?" In order to take back the drug, I have no choice but to rush over to Melissa's wedding venue. That is when I see the man embracing her in the poster is Samuel Fuller, who is none other than the husband I have been married to for the past three years.

When I got off the plane, a notification popped up on my phone. It was an announcement of my wife's wedding to her lover on social media. I rushed to the company, but I was stopped by the HR director at the elevator. "You are fired. Our company doesn't need freeloaders like you." I was utterly confused. Wasn't this my own company? "Is this a direct order from Claire Luna?" I inquired. "Haha, you are just a nobody in the company. Why would our president Ms. Luna bother with you?" "This is Mr. White's order!" I laughed in disbelief. Since when did Evan White speak for my wife? "Where are they?" I asked the HR director. "They are finally having their wedding on the top floor of the banquet hall. You need to leave now as the top floor is only accessible to the executives." Upon hearing that, I pushed the HR director away. I immediately pulled out my identification card and tapped it on the access scanner. "Beep. Highest authorization confirmed. Welcome back."

Emily was the mute wife of Eric Wilson who treated her like trash. He kept her as his sex slave and maid, refusing to let her go until she steals away one night, unable to bear it anymore. Fate reconnects their paths years later, after she had become a successful designer and she has to plan his wedding. Tainted by memories of the past, she is determined not to let the jerk walk over her anymore, especially after she has found her voice!

I woke up as the Villainess, but instead of a halo, I got a Scythe. However, my power has attracted the world's most dangerous monsters: A possessive Werewolf, a bloodthirsty Vampire, a Tentacle-wielding Professor, and a Biblically Accurate Angel with a thousand eyes. They think I'm their prey to be tamed, but they forgot one thing: I am Death itself.

My little sister Willa? Always played the noble princess—even during the freaking apocalypse. She was pregnant and still trying to look like some graceful queen. I told her to end it. Safer that way. She slapped me. "Shut up. How can you be so heartless?" Meanwhile, I skipped meals so she and her rescue-pet gang could eat. When I collapsed from hunger, she snorted. "Drama queen. Think of it as a free weight-loss plan." I dragged her to the base, the safe zone, and nearly died doing it. She snatched the last of my rations. "The baby and I are good. Give the rest away." I died from my injuries—frozen, starving, forgotten. Willa? She got crowned a saint. Even landed the baby daddy—the Deputy Governor—and kicked off her perfect little fairytale. Then I woke up. Back to the moment she asked me to swear I'd protect her and the baby. This time, I laughed in her face. "Die for all I care."

At the bachelor party the night before the wedding, the truth-or-dare penalty was brutal—show the most hidden photo on your phone. Gina, Peter's so-called "girl bro," lost. She just grinned and cast her screen onto the big TV. A marriage license filled the screen, stamped by the county clerk. Names: Peter Cooke and Gina Draper. Date: yesterday. The room went dead silent. I stared at Peter's drained face. Gina didn't flinch. She patted his shoulder. "Oops. Guess you found out. Joey, don't take it seriously. Just a dumb bet. I wanted to see what the county clerk's office looked like, so I dared Peter to register a marriage with me." She leaned in, eyes on me like I was the joke. "You're still getting your wedding tomorrow. The vows, the ceremony. I just borrowed your fiancé for a stamp. Don't tell me you're jealous of his buddy." Peter jumped up and pulled me in. "Babe, listen. You're the only one in my heart. It was just a joke." He pulled out the diamond ring, dropped to one knee. "I'll file for divorce first thing tomorrow. It won't mess up our noon wedding. Invites are already out. Don't make this a scene in front of my friends. Once we're married, all my money's yours, okay?" I smiled. He had no clue how any of this worked. Didn't even know divorce came with a thirty-day wait. I didn't take the ring. I pulled out my phone and blasted a group text canceling the wedding.