The Billionaire's Bride Novels & Stories

[...]“Eleonor is my wife. She's mine, whether it's to love her, hate her… make her moan, or make her life miserable. She's mine, and mine alone.”[...] ㅤ Because of James Evans debt at Serendipity Casino, he's forced to accept the proposal of the mysterious Mr. Reviello, a mobster of questionable reputation. To pay off the debt, his daughter Emily must marry Mr. Reviello, the current leader of the household. However, she's fragile and would not endure that lifestyle. Therefore, the Evans family decides to trick Mr. Reviello and send the eldest daughter, Eleonor, to marry in Emily's place. ㅤ Humiliated at the altar, Eleonor spends two years without meeting her husband, cultivating a deep hatred for him. But everything changes when she has a casual night with a man she met at the club. That man is none other than her husband. Because of the breach of the infidelity clause, Eleonor is forced to enter a mental game with Reviello, in an intense relationship where he likes to dominate and be in control, and she doesn't like to obey. Until hate becomes love. ㅤ However, her identity as the wrong bride remains a secret. At least that's what she believes. After all, Giovanni Reviello also has his own secrets. ㅤ(+18 ONLY)

"I was promised a virgin bride. All I see is a whore." Alpha Darius spits with contempt. "And I was promised an Alpha for a mate, not a deceptive, cheating scum." Lenora swore she would never give her virginity to her arranged mate. Instead, she hires an escort the night before and cums on his dick all night. But come morning it's his hand lifting her veil and she's staring into his eyes-- there's not a trace of the man who fancied her. All that's left is disgust. It's too late to run, Lenora must survive her marriage even if he swears he hates her.

Serene’s heart raced as she stood in Nicholas’s dimly lit study, the scent of leather and whiskey heavy in the air. She’d been dusting the bookshelves when he entered, his presence filling the room like a storm. Now, he stood inches away, his black suit hugging his broad shoulders, his dark mullet framing a gaze that burned with intent. “You missed a spot,” he murmured, his voice a low growl, pointing to a shelf she’d already cleaned. Her cheeks flushed as she turned, the hem of her maid uniform riding up her thighs. “I-I’ll get it, Mr. Volkov,” she stammered, reaching up, but his hand caught her wrist, firm yet gentle. “No,” he said, stepping closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Let me show you.” His fingers slid down her arm, leaving a trail of heat, before guiding her hand to the shelf. His chest pressed against her back, and she gasped at the hardness of his body, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable. “You’re trembling, little maid,” he whispered, his lips brushing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Do I scare you… or do I excite you?” Her breath hitched as his free hand trailed up her thigh, slipping beneath the lace of her uniform. “Mr. Volkov…” she whimpered, but her protest melted into a moan as his fingers found her, teasing her through the thin fabric of her panties. “ Nicholas,” he corrected, his voice rough with desire, his touch growing bolder, circling her most sensitive spot until her knees buckled. “Say it,” he demanded, nipping her earlobe. “N-Nicholas,” she gasped, her body arching into him, surrendering to the fire he’d ignited. In that moment, the billionaire and his naive maid were bound by a hunger neither could deny.

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?

To save her mother, she had no choice but to make the marriage contract withe the mafia,but didn't expect to fall for him.Remeeting him, he uses all means to get her heart.Is there still anything that he still want from her?

In the crimson glow of a forbidden moon, Elara Voss locks eyes with Kael Blackthorn, the most ruthless Alpha the packs have ever feared and the world stops. One glance, one heartbeat, and the mate bond slams into her like a storm: primal, inescapable, terrifying. He claims her instantly, brutally, as his bride, his to possess, his to break, his to keep forever. But Kael isn't offering love; he's demanding submission. A dark pact seals their union: her bloodline for his power, her body for his control, her soul for the survival of his warring pack. Elara knows monsters hide behind those silver eyes, the same eyes that once destroyed everything she held dear. Yet every possessive growl, every punishing touch, every stolen moment in the shadows awakens something savage inside her, something that craves the beast who swore to ruin her. As ancient enemies circle and betrayal bleeds through the pack, the line between obsession and destruction blurs. He’ll burn the world to keep her. She’ll fight to the death to escape him. In a bond forged by fate and sealed in blood, can love born at first sight survive the darkness... or will it devour them both?

She was trapped in the darkness. He ruled over it. Zarya Rogov, born to be a sacrifice. Always kept in the dark, she learned to live along with it. To the world, she was just another spoiled princess but only the walls of the Rogov's mansion knew the true tale of her unending sorrows. She thought escape would mean freedom. She thought the world outside would save her, only to realize she loved the mansion walls that trapped her more than to be caught by the actual beast out there. But it was too late, she was trapped again and his cage was cruler, colder and reeked of wrath. Sergei Morozov, the Pakhan feared by all. The man who walked over those he crushed mercilessly. His next target was her father, and to crush that old man, he captured his daughter, made her his wife, and decided to keep her as just a mere accessory in his mansion, just a mere caretaker for his son. That was his plan, until he found himself unable to look away from her, he found himself craving her, loosening his tie in her vicinity just because she was just too hard to resist. He hated the feeling because he promised himself that he would be the one to take her life and no one else, not even god. But one thing he knew for sure, he craved her more than he craved to sin, and she was worse than a sin, she was addiction, and he was hooked. WARNINGS: FORCED MARRIAGE. NON-CONSENSUAL RELATIONSHIP. POWER IMBALANCE. PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION. OBSESSIVE/POSSESSIVE MALE LEAD. GORE.

Carl Damien, a powerful and fierce- looking alpha of Moon Stone Pack. Everyone in the pack depended on him, they make demands of him, expecting him to take care of them. Every decision he makes is either good or when it is the other way round, he has to deal with the consequences on his own. Meagan Swift, a human, a medical doctor who is dedicated to her job and has no time for anything else. Having a relationship is at the bottom of her list - after getting cheated on by her first love and boyfriend. And she has made it a mission to stay away from men. On a phone call, Meagan got the news that her best friend is getting married and she has to carry out the chief’s bridesmaids function after several protest. Alas! The wedding takes an abrupt turn in Meagan’s life. She meets a stranger who makes her panties wet with just few words - little did she know that he is more than a man. He is something more. Something beyond her imagination. He’s the alpha, not just that, he wants her. He wants her to be his mate and he is not taking no for an answer. Her normal life as a human. Her job. Her mapped out plans for future. Everything is at risk because the dangerous looking alpha always gets what he wants.

I thought he was my soulmate. I was wrong. On our one-year anniversary, Matthew didn't give me a ring. He gave me to a monster. To pay off a debt he couldn't afford, he sold me to the king of the underworld: Romeo Rossi. In one night, I lost everything. My boyfriend was a liar, my home was burned to the ground, and I became a prisoner in a cold, golden mansion. Romeo is a man who takes what he wants. He is ruthless, dangerous, and now... he owns me. But as Matthew’s lies start to fall apart, I realize that being "stolen" might be the only way to survive. Romeo isn't just my captor, he is the only one who can help me get my revenge. The innocent girl Matthew sold is gone. In her place is a woman who is ready to fight. Matthew sold me to a monster to save his own life, but he made a huge mistake. Because now, the monster is on my side.

"What do you mean. I have to marry you?"I asked as he faced me with a very dirty glare. "You'll just have to accept it missy". "What if I don't?"I asked folding my hands underneath my breast. "Then you'll have to pay me the money you owe me" "But I don't have such money " I whined. "Then face the consequences. You'll get jailed"His thick voice sent shivers down my spine. "You said it's just a few months stuff right?"I asked taking my eyes down to the ground. "A year to be precise" Well I'm Brianna Salvador and I just landed myself in huge trouble. I didn't mean to break his car. I just got angry so I hit it so hard with a rock and it broke. Brianna Salvador is a half American and half Filipino, she's out to make ends meet and prove to her parents that she can also become independent but when she gets herself into a huge problem she's forced to get married to an Italian demigod Diego De Lucas. Is an Italian business man out to take what belongs to him. He's inheritance is siezd by his grandmother and the only way to get it back is if he gets married and begins a family. He meets Brianna in a very odd way and decides to marry her to get his fortune back.