The Billionaire Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

With a guttural roar that cut through the bar’s chatter, he drained the last of his drink and hurled the glass across the room. It exploded in a shower of glittering shards in the middle of the crowded dance floor. People gasped, startled into silence, their eyes turning to him with utter disbelief. This was Noah Miller heir to the Miller conglomerate, the man who’d built a hospital overnight, the one whose name was synonymous with power and poise. To see him like this — drunk, reckless, unraveling in front of strangers was unthinkable. “Isn’t he the one who bought that fancy hospital for his fiancée Rach?” someone muttered from a nearby table, their voice loud enough to carry.

"I left him while you were still growing inside me. I chose you over everything he had. And I would choose you again a thousand times." I reached across and put my small hand over hers. She turned her palm up and held it. "Promise me something," she whispered. "Anything, Mama." "Never marry a billionaire." .... *Twenty three years later.* .... The restaurant was beautiful in the way that expensive things always are, all dim gold lighting and white linen and the kind of silence that money buys so that rich people never have to hear the world outside. I sat across from Gabriel Weston and watched his mouth move. He was saying the right things. They always say the right things. Flowers on the ta

I said. “You already were,” he replied calmly. “The difference is that you negotiated the price.” I took the card. Not because he told me to. But because I chose to. That night, as I lay in the unfamiliar bed, my phone buzzed. Unknown number: Congratulations on marrying into a world you don’t belong in. Another message followed. You won’t last. I stared at the screen, jaw tightening. “Watch me,” I whispered into the dark. Somewhere across the penthouse, a door clicked softly.

The man I loved was now the most hunted man in the world, and I was the woman who had helped him burn his empire to the ground. But as he looked at me, a slow, dangerous smirk spread across his lips. "He thinks he won because he took the money," Alaric whispered, his eyes flashing with a predatory light. "He forgot that I don't need a bank account to destroy him; all I need is my wife."

Listening to her it was as if she was explaining something as simple and natural as making a cake, and not weird and crazy as marrying a man she was already engaged to. “Wait, hold up,” I said, finding my voice. “Let me get this straight, you want to pay me to marry your fiance? Why?” “It dosen’t matter. It's only for some months. Then you will be free and I’ll give you five million dollars.” She said. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. If she was willing to spend that kind of money then obviously it did matter and I told her so. “Why don’t you want to marry him?” I asked.

Blurb Adrian Vale does not believe in love. He believes in control, contracts, and winning. When his powerful grandmother makes marriage a condition for inheriting the Vale family empire, Adrian decides to solve the problem the easiest way possible and he hires a woman to play the role of his fiancée. Lena Brooks is not special, she is not wealthy, connected, or ambitious. She is just a woman trying to survive, drowning under medical bills and responsibility. When Adrian offers her a deal that could save her family, she agrees to pretend to love a man who swore he never would. What starts as a business arrangement quickly turns into something neither of them planned. Because Adrian’

I couldn't do anything. I sigh and raise my white transparent veil attached to my bridal hair down. I stand up gently. I can hear Panela's voice already from the living room. There was no car to take me to the church so she volunteered to go bring her father's Range Rover so she could drive mom and me to the church where my groom will be waiting for me already. Now that she is here, it is time to go and become the billionaire's unwanted bride. **** Aidan's POV It is done already, I have a wife now but she is just a wife on paper. It is our wedding night but it doesn't feel special like every other people's wedding night.

He tried to straighten his shoulders and attempted to stand up but Alex pushed him back down on the chair. "But you see Noah, my daughter Serena is very important to me. And she made a request that I can't refuse. She wants you to be hers. And I am going to give her what she wants. You. So get ready for your wedding son and don't worry about the costs. I'll cover everything. Noah stood up abruptly. This is absurd. He doesn't have to listen to some businessman and his daughter! This is the 21st century. Who does he think he is!

After getting off on the wrong foot These two found friendship and love when they least expected. THE BILLIONAIRE'S UNEXPECTED BABY After his bride-to-be betrayed him with his best friend just before their wedding Ken was determined to have nothing to do with Vivian, now seven months later she was working as a cleaner in his house; the good news: she's carrying his child, the bad news: he was about to find out who his real enemies were NANNY TO THE BILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTER One mistake that will either make or break them.

, Ashley checked on the clock. "Obviously we're gonna be fashionably late", Christopher rolled his eyes. "Yeah I can't do that, my dad gets mad if I'm even a minute late", Ashley snorted. They all turned to her and glared. "Ashley, you're a billionaire's wife" "You're coming along with a billionaire" "Your dress is probably worth more than everything spent at that dumb party". Chloe, Christopher and Rita all said at once. The last one gave her pause. "H-how much is the dress?", She asked in trepidation.