Once Married

I return to the country after attending an international anesthesia academic conference. That's when I see the news of my boyfriend and twin sister getting married. I'm anxious to verify its authenticity, but my sister drugs me and induces me. "A substitute's child will only be an unwelcome bastard even if it's born. I'm just helping it move on to a better life." Then, she slices me open with a scalpel. She gouges my womb out, causing me to die from significant blood loss. Meanwhile, my boyfriend believes her lies. He's sure he's not the father of my child. He ignores my messages begging him to save me. Instead, he spreads the word about me eloping with someone else. He even wipes all traces of me from his life. "I will never see her again, forever and ever." Five years later, surveillance footage of my sister cruelly murdering me surfaces.

Marriage is like a company contract that is worth a hefty sum of money in which it should be carefully thought of before affixing one's signature. Her life was full of lies and mysteries. Lies that were formed and used just to protect her and mysteries from her past, the past that she had already forgotten because of an incident that cause his brother's life. Eight years later, she was arranged in a marriage to her English Professor through the alliance of her Grandfather and her soon-to-be husband's Grandmother. But the said alliance is just a cover up to protect her from someone. Someone that can either tell her the truth or cause destruction to her peaceful life.

Due to an accident, my wife and I lost our lives in a massive fire. When we open our eyes again, we find ourselves back on the day we registered our marriage. In our last life, everyone thought we were the perfect couple. Little did they know that my wife, Queenie Lloyd, refused to consummate our marriage. Right before my death, I found out that I was nothing but a replacement for her first love. Queenie had intended to remain chaste for him for the rest of her life. After being reborn, neither of us speaks of the past. By an unspoken agreement, we get a divorce that very day and go on to live separate lives. Eight years later, she attends an industry summit holding her childhood sweetheart's arm. She's now a rising star in the business world. I am dressed in plain clothes. When she notices me, she walks over with a champagne glass in hand. "Mr. Lawrence! Even if you still have feelings for me, you didn't have to disguise yourself as a waiter just to approach me. Are you still trying to convince me to get back together with you?" she sneers. I ignore her and smile as I wave at someone nearby. My son runs over to me and tugs on the corner of my shirt. "Mommy said she's tired, Daddy. She wants to know when you're coming to pick us up," he tells me. Upon hearing this, Queenie's face stiffens immediately, and she almost drops her wine glass.

Naya is the adopted daughter of the Genreys but has never been to been treated like their child. Her life takes a drastic turn when she was forced to into an arranged marriage by her adopted parents to Leon Valois in exchange to save her sisters life. Leon, the illegitimate son of the Valois family, is crippled, hated, and underestimated. Manipulated into this marriage, he has his own reasons for agreeing, ones that could destroy the very family that cast him aside. In a world of betrayal, family secrets, and scheming rivals, Naya and Leon find themselves drawn to each other in ways they never expected. As they fight their enemies and their growing feelings. Naya and Leon must decide if love is worth risking everything. Their marriage started as a cruel deal, but will it end as their greatest strength?

Five years ago, I died—my life as Irene Lancaster ended, along with the child in my womb. Pushed off a cliff by the woman who bore the man I once loved. But the true betrayal? He made her do it. To them, I was nothing. A mistake. An obstacle to be removed. But I survived. And now, I’ve returned with a new name, a new face, and the wealth and power of the richest man in the country. I came back for one reason—revenge. Cold. Ruthless. Nothing else mattered. Not even him. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. And the heart I thought had turned to stone... still remembers what it was like to love the one who destroyed it.

Silver Grayson is a college student who is studying culinary arts at Western College. She has always dreamt of finishing college with good grades and living the best of her life without any worries or drama. But what happens when her parents inform her of her sudden marriage to Luca Corleonesi, a mafia boss.

Brittany Anderson is a young lady who has done nothing but made her father's company remain in the top three list of companies in the whole of America. The time to make a bigger sacrifice came, and that was to marry Ace Miller, a young CEO in America. What happens when Brittany is arranged to marry him, to make her claim what was rightfully hers? He was once the reason behind her smiles each day, but all of a sudden, became her nightmare. What possibly went wrong? She has agreed to marry him even when they both had a sour past together, but that wasn't enough to get what she wanted. She still needed to make more sacrifices and, this time, something greater than getting married to him. Would she come out successful? Or would she allow her anger ruin all that she has worked for? Would she still let her hatred from the past lead her? Or would she let go of the past and let the present lead? What happens when secrets, lies, betrayals began to reveal itself, leaving everyone guilty, including Brittany? Let's find out......

"So reject me now. Reject me as your mate let us be done with this!!" “Let me forget that I was ever married to you!” Viola shook her head slowly, tears blurring her vision. "And tempt fate?!” “No Leonardo! I will not give you, or our enemies the satisfaction!” Viola walked away with her head held up high, managing to withhold her tears till she got out of the room. …. Viola Santangelo, beautiful and fierce, prophesied to inherit an impressive amount of power has been sheltered by her grandfather her whole life. Now, her grandfather wants her to marry the daring and powerful Alpha King Leonardo Durante who has never had a girlfriend for longer than three months. Their union has been fated by the moon goddess herself and a prophesy that has been foretold right after her birth. Leonardo is determined to hate his new bride and mate, after all she was just a pawn in their game of power and werewolf politics, a trophy to have. And with Viola being plunged into the world of the supernatural very quickly, she finds out that she has a lot to learn, about her powers and her heritage and whether or not she wants to be married to the Alpha King, a position that is not only dangerous but highly sought after.

The 99th time Owen Anderson slides a ring onto my finger, his adopted sister, Monica Morgan, calls again. And just like that, for the 99th time, he ditches me at the altar to be with her, who's having another depressive episode. I'm fed up. I yell after him as he walks away, "Go ahead! Walk out on me, and I swear I'll marry someone else!" He doesn't even flinch. Instead, he snaps, "Can you stop being so unreasonable? We can get married anytime, but Monica's the only sister I've got." Then, he turns and walks away, leaving me standing there like a complete fool. What he doesn't realize is that this time, I mean it. Later, when he gets down on one knee for the 100th time, his older brother, Chris, slips an arm around my waist and says, "Sorry, Owen. She's your sister-in-law now."

In Reychelle City, a contest was held to crown the most beautiful woman. After my cousin scarred my face, she seized first place with ease. What she never expected was that this year's contest wasn't for fame; it was to select the future wife of the Third Prince, a ruthless, bloodthirsty eunuch. That very afternoon, gifts poured in by the cartload. My betrothed panicked. That night, he tore up our engagement contract and carried my cousin into the bridal chamber. The next day, she trailed her lacquered fingertips across my cheek and sneered, "Alicia, with your ruined face, who would ever want you? Perhaps the beggar at the street corner might take you in." I caught her wrist, let out a cold laugh, and said, "Who told you I would marry a beggar?" Before her stunned eyes, I pushed open my parents' chamber doors. "Mom, since Maggie doesn't wish to be the prince's consort… let me take her place." Three years later, before the eyes of a shocked court, the Third Prince entered the grand hall with me at his side, with two children in tow. No one had foreseen it. This body of mine, blessed with the rarest gift of fertility, was the perfect match for a man believed incapable of siring heirs.