The Abandoned Bride Married A Tycoon Novels & Stories

Beatrice Pagett has always deeply loved Edward Maddock, even though they married by contract. After a year of passionless marriage, she decides to seek a divorce, longing for a life away from the pain of unrequited love with Edward. Edward realizes too late the grave mistake he made and decides to fight with determination. He wants to undo the past and win back Beatrice's love. He strives to regain her affection and rebuild the lost time. Now, the question is whether Beatrice will give a new chance to the man who rejected her. In this story of second chances, their fate is shaped by the desire to start anew and the caution that comes from the scars of the past.

"I marked her... to protect my title. But I left the one who owned my heart behind." Sienna loved Alpha Ryder with her whole soul, even if their bond wasn’t fated. On the night of her wedding anniversary, her world shattered: betrayed by her husband, drugged. Someone saved her, unbeknownst to her, he was Alpha Ryder. And their path shouldn't have met. Now, Ryder must mark another, Renna, the manipulative she-wolf chosen by the elders. With blackmail, lies, and political pressure mounting, Sienna becomes nothing more than a pawn. Left with no name, no power, and no home, Sienna is forced to stay in the Alpha’s house as a servant... while her once-lover sleeps beside another. But S

"I break every tie I have with you today, Isabella. Go and never return!” Isabella Moonfall was accused, cast out of her pack and left for dead. Years later, she comes back as a healer and walks straight into another accusation—and a prophecy that makes her son a target. Now hunted by rival Alphas and betrayed from within, she must survive long enough to uncover the truth and protect her children.

A fierce storm erupts on a mountain peak at 25,561 feet, trapping me in the mountain camp under heavy snow. My husband, the leader of the mountain excursion squad, ignores my desperate pleas and hands the last oxygen tank to his beloved true love. "You're a professional climber—you won't die from missing a few breaths," he snaps. "Olivia has always been frail. Without oxygen, she's done for!" I watch as the two of them lean on each other, making their way down the cliffside, and I fall into complete despair. He's already forgotten that my body hasn't been able to survive without oxygen at high altitudes since saving him two years ago.

The Thornes built their aromatherapy business generations ago, but their ancestors made a fatal mistake and brought down a divine curse. For ninety-nine generations, every Thorne heir drew their punishment on their eighteenth birthday. Julian Thorne was the last. He drew the worst punishment: death from hemorrhage in ten months. The only way to break it was to marry a witch from the Old Bloodline and complete the life transference ritual. The witch inscribes a sigil on a parchment and infuses the child's blood essence on it, and the curse transfers to the parchment. I was that witch. My family owed the Thornes a blood debt going back three generations, so I married Julian, gave him a chi

To save her husband, Arabella willingly risked her own life. But when she opened her eyes in the hospital, he was already gone. Her face was left disfigured. Her marriage was over. And the baby she gave birth to wasn't the male heir his family had desperately wanted. In their eyes, Arabella was no longer a wife. She was nothing more than a burden they were eager to cast aside. They believed her life was over. They were wrong. Because from the ashes of her shattered life, a new woman would rise. With a new identity, a new face, and a heart that no longer knew mercy, she would return to reclaim her dignity, protect her daughter, and make every person who had destroyed her pay for every one of

My name is Audrey, and I'm the adopted daughter of the Bailey family. Four years ago, the Bailey family faced a devastating financial crisis. Just when bankruptcy seemed inevitable, a mysterious benefactor emerged, offering salvation with one condition: a contract marriage. Rumors swirled about this enigmatic man—whispers claimed he was hideously ugly and too ashamed to show his face, possibly harboring dark, twisted obsessions. Without hesitation, the Baileys sacrificed me to protect their precious biological daughter, forcing me to take her place as a pawn in this cold, calculated arrangement. Luckily, in those four years, the mysterious husband never asked to meet in person. Now, in

I went to pick up my older brother who was out at a gathering. That was when I overheard him ask Nathan, "Haven't you been dating someone? It's been so long, and I still haven't met her." I suddenly tensed up. Nathan and I had been together for three years, but we had always kept it a secret, so no one knew. Nathan replied lazily, "She's not my girlfriend, just a pastime. It's not like I plan to marry her." I clenched my fists and pushed the door open without hesitation.

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. “You're angry?” he growls. “Angry enough to commit murder,” she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to di

It was the fifth year of my secret marriage to the CEO. At the company's annual gala, her male assistant got down on one knee and proposed to her in front of everyone. The way she looked at him was filled with nothing but affection. Caught up in the crowd's cheers and chants, she said yes. After the gala, I signed the divorce papers and handed them to her. Her assistant put on a sheepish, apologetic face and said, "I'm so sorry—I just wanted to know what it felt like to propose. Please don't be upset, Mr. Gabehart." She rushed to comfort him, then barely glanced at me and said, "You'd better think this through. At your age, honestly—who else would want you if you leave me?"