Scratch Marks

Lies Before Vows is a gripping billionaire romance about duty, deception, and the unexpected power of love. Damon Caldwell, heir to a vast empire, must marry by year’s end or lose everything. Cold and logical, Damon fabricates a relationship with his grounded, no-nonsense secretary, Sienna Blake, just to escape his family’s matchmaking pressure. Sienna, burdened by family debt, reluctantly agrees—only to find herself thrust into the spotlight as the “secret Cinderella.” As the charade deepens through galas, vacations, and public appearances, real emotions begin to surface. Sienna glimpses Damon’s hidden depth and vulnerability, while Damon falls for her quiet strength and resilience. But their growing bond is tested by a vindictive ex-fiancée, media scandals, and a betrayal from within Damon’s company that costs Sienna her job. When faced with choosing love or legacy, Damon shocks the world by walking away from his empire to win back the woman he truly loves. Together, they rebuild from scratch, creating a company—and a life—based on truth, respect, and love. In the end, it’s not power or wealth that defines Damon’s success, but the woman by his side and the life they chose—together, on their own terms.

As the daughter of the Silvermane Pack's strongest Alpha, I was born with two enviable protectors. My brother, Adrian, couldn't bear to see me get a single scratch, and my mate, Liam, couldn't stand to see me shed a single tear. But at my transformation ceremony, Iris, an exile's daughter, stole the Moon Goddess Potion that was meant for me. She shifted first, becoming a rare, pure white wolf and capturing the awe of the entire pack. I only confronted her about it, yet my brother handed me over to enemy rogues as a bargaining chip for a truce. And my mate used wolfsbane to block my transformation, stealing my last chance to fight back. With their silent consent, I was tortured by my enemies until death was a mercy. Before I died, one of the rogues gloated, "So what if your father exiled me? My daughter, Iris, will soon be their Luna. The entire Silvermane Pack will be mine!" I died, consumed by hatred. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the day of my transformation ceremony. Eyeing the preening white wolf before me, I sneered. "Guards! Shave all her fur!"

Eros, the crown prince of the vampire kingdom, has always known that to reach his full maturity, he would need his promised feeding mate. But when he’s accused of brutal murders, he finds himself cornered by his father’s decree: to marry a sharp-tongued hybrid who fears neither his wrath nor the darkness that surrounds him — and who refuses to submit. With no other choice, Eros accepts Nina, the red-feathered fae, as his wife and future queen — a union Nina is determined to undo as soon as she can. But fate is cruel. Nina’s untamed spirit challenges Eros at every turn, awakening in him a raw, consuming obsession. Desire becomes uncontrollable, and before he realizes it, he marks her as his own. Now, running away is no longer an option.

I've been married to my Mafia Boss husband for 15 years. When we first got married, he couldn't even afford a ring, but I didn't care; I loved him. I hid my identity. I secretly used my family's influence to help him build his empire from scratch, and I even bore him two children. His adopted sister always mocked me, calling me an old-fashioned housewife and saying I wasn't good enough for him. To avoid embarrassing him, I always endured it. Until our 15th anniversary, because both me and his adopted sister wore red dresses, he told me to stay in the kitchen: "Sofia's right. That red doesn't suit you. Don't come out until the banquet actually ends. Stay in the kitchen. I don't need the Dons from New York seeing you and getting the wrong impression." I was completely heartbroken and didn't argue anymore. I dialed a number I hadn't made in 15 years: "Principessa?" "It's me," I said, my voice steady. "Tell those old fossils on the Council... Isabella Corleone is coming home."

(⚠️ WARNING HARD SPG) "How's your feeling,?" he asked her while laying down on the floor and rested his head on his folded arms. "I will never be okay again, even though these wounds will be healed but the scratch will remain forever, and that's a remembrance all the pain you made," she said while closing her eyes, she was shocked when he lay down next to her. "Would you tell me How can I erased that's scars," he said and she even feels his Fragrance breathe upon her neck. he wrapped his arms around his waist like he apologizing to her. "Let me go," she said and he release his arms. "What İ mean, is let me go home, İ won't sue you just take me back where the Placed I used to," she said and he just sighed. "NO," he said and she faced at him. "What do you mean no, you asked me what you need to do how to erase the scars you made," she said. "You can request anything except to let you go," his voice cold. READ AND ENJOY!

Rosalie Truscott's dreams of marrying for love are shattered when circumstances force her into an arranged marriage with Adrien Vasanten, the son of the country's wealthiest man. Resolute not to fall for a man she knows can never be truly hers, Rosalie's plans take an unexpected turn when she finds herself in love with Adrien, who despises her for separating him from her stepsister, the love of his life. Determined to conceal her true feelings, Rosalie faces heartbreak when Adrien serves her divorce papers. Vanishing from his life with a carefully guarded secret, she unexpectedly crosses paths with him again, and her concealed truth comes to light. Forced to confront buried emotions, Rosalie discovers Adrien seeks a fresh start. As they navigate this unexpected twist, Rosalie grapples with the question of whether to succumb to her feelings or if this marks the end of the road for both of them.

He was born from darkness… She was never meant to survive it. When Evelyn stumbles upon a dying man in the woods, she doesn’t realize she’s just saved a vampire prince—one cursed by blood, bound by fate, and hunted by his own kind. Lucien Virel is no ordinary vampire. A deadly prophecy marks him as the destroyer of his bloodline, and the moment Evelyn touches him, the curse shifts… binding her to his fate. Now Evelyn bears his mark—a blazing symbol on her skin that ties their lives, their souls, and their deaths together. As ancient forces rise and betrayals close in, Lucien must choose between breaking the curse or breaking the only girl who ever made him feel alive. But the closer they grow, the more dangerous it becomes. Because love was never part of the curse. And someone is willing to spill blood to make sure it stays that way.

Ayenne's nearly perfect life has been ruined by a misconception that throws her life into chaos. Ayenne has paid off the depth of the false accusations leveled against her; she intends to commit suicide by jumping off a bridge and drowning herself. When she was clinging for her mere life while drowning in the river, she met Ali. The fearless man who rescued her. That also marks the beginning of her new life, and her bleak existence gradually becomes more vivid as Ali provides her with another reason to live and stay alive. However, Ayenne can’t ignore her cruel past as it pursues her once more. When she faced her dark past. The picture of her filled with happiness and contentment in Ali's embrace slowly fades as a series of events occur in Ayenne and Ali's lives that put their love and faithfulness to each other to the test.

"You were never meant to be mine... but now that I have you, I'll destroy the world before I let you go." Amara Voss only wanted a quiet life, one far away from the brutal underworld that tore her family apart. But fate has other plans when she crosses paths with Dante Moretti, the ruthless and dangerously seductive kingpin of the Italian Mafia. He claims her. He marks her. He obsesses over her. What begins as a debt her father owes becomes an obsession neither of them can control. Trapped in a golden cage of diamonds, secrets, and blood, Amara fights for freedom. But can she survive Dante's dark world... or will she fall deeper into the arms of a man who would kill for her? Because when a Mafia King is obsessed, there’s no escape.

Buried deep in the Aster estate was the Heartwood—ancient, sacred, mine. Told my husband, Julian Aster—back when he actually listened—that if it ever fell, I'd die with it. At first, he freaked out. Flew in glacier water, hired a whole squad of plant experts to nurture it 24/7. Then one day, just because his childhood friend—Isabella Duvall—got a scratch from the bark, Julian had the Heartwood ripped out. The second it crashed, I choked on glowing blood—ichor. My power? Gone. Barely standing, I grabbed his arm. "You knew. If the Heartwood dies, I—" He laughed. Straight-up mocked me. "Sera, come on. That fairy tale? Only Grandma still believes that crap. Is that mayo on your mouth? Relax—it's a tree. I'll buy you a forest if you want." Overnight, my hair turned gray. Skin cracked. Eyes dulled. Still, I dragged myself to his grandmother, Henrietta. "I kept your family safe for two hundred years. That's why the Asters thrived. But the Heartwood's gone. Debt's paid. One day left. Whatever happens next? Not my problem."