Trade 143

Blub. Ariella Valencia became Mrs. Thorne to save her family, not her heart. Damon Thorne, the man she married, doesn’t trade in affection. He trades in power, secrets, and control. Beneath the diamond rings and curated smiles lies a prison dressed in silk. When Damon’s estranged brother, Jace, resurfaces with proof that her marriage was built on a lies, Ariella’s illusion begins to shatter. With a mysterious informant feeding her truths and Damon watching her every move, she turns seduction into strategy and love into leverage. But Damon isn’t a man who can be played, and Ariella is done being owned. In a war of love, loyalty, and legacy, only one will walk free.

Una is a lowly shapeshifter who is too weak to transform into her wolf form. Despite her imperfections, she found her mate—Hevian, the son of the Alpha of the Sabre Pack. They governed the Nacht Territory; his family would do everything to amass great power. When his father finds out that Una’s blood is unique, they choose to sacrifice her on their wedding night. Hevian killed Una. And because of her strong resentment, she was resurrected as a demon incapable of love. But when she started her revenge on everyone who wronged her. Una learns Hevian’s secret, and she’s willing to trade her immortal life to be with him…again.

Staring straight into her eyes, a playful smile curls his lips. "If you agree to be my pet for a year, then you and your father will be free." The devil whispers coldly, with his eyes full of desire. To save her father who stole from the ruthless mafia lord, Theo Rodriguez. Everyone surrenders to him, but she dares to confront him. Even though she is trembling with fear, her tearful eyes show determination. She knows this will drag her to hell, but still, she says yes. Will this deal that started as a pleasure trade by force grow into more? Will they crave and fall for each other? Or will they just break up when the contract expires, leaving their passion behind?

He needed a womb. She needed $250,000. No strings, no love, just a contract. When broke and desperate Isabel Manor agrees to become a surrogate for ruthless billionaire Isaac Dun, she’s prepared to trade nine months of her life to save her brother from a deadly debt. She didn’t expect to be living under the same roof. She didn’t expect the rules to change and she definitely didn’t expect one night to ruin everything. Isaac has sworn off women since his ex-wife shattered his trust, but when Isabel enters his world, everything he thought he wanted is tested. But when secrets come knocking and the past refuses to stay buried, the contract isn’t the only thing at risk.

She sold her blood to save a dying Alpha. She didn’t expect him to steal her heart. After discovering her lover’s betrayal, Eirene Ravenor lost all faith in love—and in herself. To survive, she made a choice: trade her blood for power, for safety, for anything that would make her forget. But the Alpha who bought her lifeblood wasn’t like the others. He was fierce, haunted, and dangerously drawn to her—the woman whose blood could keep him alive. Bound by a deal written in crimson, their worlds collided between survival and sin. And when desire began to replace the pain, Eirene realized the cruelest twist of fate: sometimes, the heart you save is the one destined to break you.

Natalie Joy Figueroa is a twenty-two year-old young woman, sexy and tall. All the men were distracted by her beauty. Expectedly , her feelings fall on a scrap man named John Dave. John Dave Fermindoza is a twenty-three-year-old young man, handsome , tall and mascular. He is the opposite of the life that Natalie has. John Dave lived alone and made the trade to earn for his education and to meet his financial needs. The saying that Natalie always hears, "The poor are only for the poor and if you are rich you are only for your fellow rich." Will Natalie break her audible belief for the rich and the poor? Will be she able to fight her love for the scrap man even if they have different statuses in life? Is is true that there are no poor and rich in love?

Dark Romance "Will you trade in yourself for your father", I asked in a blank voice. "Yes",she whimpered out in an instant. Just like that my game was starting. The prey has taken the bait. Lorenzo Demario, The Don of the Italian Mafia, He's referred to as the Devil's God, He's on a revengeful quest, looking for the murderers of his parents. He finds adulterated evidence against the Spanish mafia. He decides to use their heir against them,the heir they are all unaware of. He orchestrates an elaborate plan,a sure way to get his revenge but that all melts away when their eyes meet. Sapphire colored eyes clashing with forest green ones. But along the line,he realizes that the heir,his tool for revenge, is his childhood best friend and sweetheart. He has to decide between love and Duty. Adrianna White, She suffers from multiple personality Disorder, She has a facade of a shy girl. But at night, she's something else, She becomes a terror at night, She becomes "El Diablo" She feels hate and loathing towards Lorenzo for destroying her family,especially when she finds out he's her childhood love. She agrees to trade places with her sick father. But the lines of hatred blurred and turned into love. She falls in love and realizes that her life is her biggest lie. What happens when they realize that the Russian Mafia pitted them against each other? What happens when they discover that the Russians separated her from her biological family, the Spanish Mafia? It's now more than a game of revenge It's a game of death and Adrianna's psychotic side is coming out to play! Read to find out how it all ends A match fated by goddess Aphrodite herself, A match made in heaven.

The day of the verdict, Simon—my fiancé—begged me to take the deal. "I know you're innocent, but Nancy's pregnant. I can't let her go to jail." Tears. Fake concern. "This is for your own good," he said, holding my hand. I signed it. In my last life, I refused—and paid for it with prison, torture, and infertility. This time? I played along. By morning, headlines screamed I'd stolen trade secrets. Nancy? Front and center. "Yeah, it was her. I saw her sneak into Johnston Group with my own eyes!" But when court opened that afternoon, Clark—yes, the plaintiff—stepped up and dropped the case. Then, in front of everyone, he pulled out a ring, dropped to one knee, and said, "Heidi Wynn, this time... will you marry me?"

The day I give birth, I have to endure the pain of the scalpel cutting through my skin because I'm allergic to anesthesia. Marcus Lambert weeps by my side and says, "I don't care whether we have a girl or boy, sweetheart. We're not having any more children. You're all I want…" But later, he has an affair, even allowing his mistress to have his son. He indulges in her and allows her to torment my daughter, which I went through hell to bring into this world. Meanwhile, I keep Marcus' cancer a secret from everyone. Since he and his mistress are tormenting my child, I'll take his life. It's a fair trade, isn't it?

Seavora City, Carmoria. Nathan Ziegler's side chick, Sophie, was melting down—again. He shoved the divorce papers at me. "Just sign. It's for show. Gotta keep her calm." I clutched my dress, gave a small nod, and signed. No fuss. No scene. As I turned to leave, one of his buddies snorted, "Joelle's way too obedient. Bet she'd fetch the divorce decree if you asked." Nathan lit a cigarette, smirking. "Wanna bet?" To them, I was still the silent pushover. The girl who'd cry in court but still do what she's told. Trade one paper for another—marriage for divorce. I stared at my phone. The message I'd received earlier: [Why don't you just marry me?] I typed back: [Okay.]