Widow For Men

Brittney Hale lost her husband and inherited his debt or so she was told. When men came to collect what he owed and found no body to punish, they took her instead. Sold and forced into another marriage, Brittney planned her escape on her wedding day. A stranger saved her. A stranger kidnapped her. Lucas Devereaux was never her savior, he was her enemy. Blaming her family for his parents’ deaths, Lucas took Brittney to break her, to use her, to hurt the people who never came for her. But Brittney was not the weak pawn he expected. And when another man steps in to save her, the truth begins to unravel. Who is Brittany Hale? Why was she truly married? And why does the entire mafia world seem to want her?

That year, during the Sicilian arms trafficking conflict, my lover of three years, Silvio, deliberately betrayed my transport routes at a critical moment in a deal with the rival "DiMarco" family, causing me to lose all my territory. He immediately defected to the DiMarco family's leader Marina, becoming her lover. As he left, he didn't even bother to disguise his betrayal, coldly tossing out, "What we had was just business, nothing personal." While I was burdened with my family's blood debts and pushed to the edge of a cliff, Lorenzo, who had secretly harbored feelings for me since childhood, found me and offered his family's entire fortune. "Isabella, don't be afraid. In my eyes, you'll always be Sicily's most formidable Queen of the Arms Trade," he said. He took the Colt pistol from my hand, and his voice was gentle yet resolute. Five years later, my power resurged. I was about to completely crush Marina's smuggling network and reclaim everything I had lost. My caporegimes, the captains of my organization, were ready and waiting for my command. But on the night before the operation, my weapons warehouse suddenly exploded, turning priceless arms into worthless scrap metal. I barely escaped through the thick smoke, my body covered in burns. In a secluded monastery, I overheard Lorenzo and Silvio whispering outside my door. "You really had the guts to blow up the arsenal. Weren't you afraid of blasting her to pieces too?" Silvio's voice carried a mocking tone. "If she died, just died. I've always loved Marina. If it weren't for that unlucky family marriage lottery five years ago, I wouldn't have had to endure this ugly bitch for all this time." Lorenzo's voice was ice-cold and unfamiliar. I closed my eyes, feeling like a dagger had pierced my chest. Explosion. Arranged marriage. Ugly bitch. So those five years of shared hardship were just his unwilling choice after losing a high-stakes gamble. "I married her to keep watch. If it weren't for me paving

Poppy died from exhaustion at work, lying helplessly on her cold desk. She died a virgin who had never been with a man, leaving behind many regrets, and because of those regrets, she was given a second chance. When Poppy opened her eyes again, she found that she had transmigrated to another world. She was overjoyed and intended to find a handsome man in this new world. However, all of Poppy's hopes were shattered when she realized that this world was in the midst of an Apocalypse! [Welcome to the Virgin Survival Guide System!] [To survive in this frozen world, the Host must seek warmth from the affection of others. If the Warmth Meter reaches zero, the Host will die.] Poppy was stunned, not only did she have to survive in the middle of a frozen world, but now her life was also in danger!

I knew my husband, Josh Perkins, had faked his death and taken on his younger twin brother's identity—but I never said a word. Instead, I went straight to the commander of the military district and filed an official report of my husband's death, requesting his name be permanently removed from the service rolls. In my last life, my brother-in-law died in an accident. Josh gave up his rank as regimental commander, abandoned his own name, and stepped into his brother's shoes—all to spare his fragile sister-in-law from becoming a widow. Back then, I recognized him immediately. I confronted him and demanded to know why he was pretending to be a dead man. But Josh just looked through me, cold as a winter morning. "Riley, I know you're grieving Josh. But I'm not him. Don't mistake me for my brother." He shielded that delicate sister-in-law of his behind him, then shoved me into the icy river and warned me not to harbor delusions. Later, our five-year-old daughter cried, asking why her daddy didn't want her anymore. For that, she was dragged to the cowshed for "reflection"—left there, starving, for three days and nights. My mother-in-law called me a curse, a jinx who'd killed her son, and threw my daughter and me out with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Josh made sure everyone knew I'd "gone mad"—that I was lusting after my brother-in-law before my husband was even cold in the ground. The whole town turned their backs on us. That last winter, I wandered the streets with my girl, dazed and numb, until the cold finally took us both. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the very day Josh buried his old life and stole his brother's.

He compares himself to a rainbow, but what exactly does a rainbow made up of colors mean? Ephraim Ivonis Yousef Zallega Jr is a competitive young man, who was forced to become a man so that he won't be like his brother who lost the Zallega's legacy. He tried hard and did not fail himself to continue his family's legacy. Dignity. Pride. Honor. Reputation. Zallega. Men. He promised himself that he would not embarrass his father who was a respectable man in the field of Construction and Politics. Ivo was forced to be successful at a very young age before he met the high-maintenance girl that he never imagined to have, Zuri Aniyah Altavas. The lady she wanted to witness her growth on becoming a woman and became his life. But what exactly is the reason why Ivo’s reputation has been damaged? What was the lie believed to keep the two of them apart? What exactly is the truth hiding behind the clouds that only blue skies like Zuri’s eyes believed? Can love survive when everything is falling apart? Or... can love pulls them together again as they will abide after so long years as they fight against the odds?

Mirabel Cole was violated by her stepfather and her boss. Later when she thought she had found love, he was not patient enough to wait for her to be ready but raped her as well. Thinking that that is the way of the world, she sets out to get her revenge on all men. She used her beauty and skill to deal with men leaving alot of heartbreaks and corpses in her wake. Who would blame her indeed, she was made into what she is by the society.

Jocelyn Marie is a widow who took over her late husband’s business. She threw herself into her work to dull the pain of her loss. After being invited out by Vincent, her business partner, and enjoying a fun night out with a bunch of his rough and tumble marine friends, she realizes just how lonely she is and is determined to take back her identity and her desire. When several of them show interest in her, she doesn’t hesitate to jump in with both feet. The marines are all interested in a multiple-partner relationship due to a promise they made to each other back in the service. They promised if any one of them found an exceptional woman who had a healing heart and was willing to take them all on, they would want the opportunity to share her and her love in the hopes she would be able to save them from themselves. For Jocelyn, she wants to get into this multiple-partner relationship to find herself again and bring meaning and joy back into her life. She has been falling down her own slippery slope of emotions, hardships and addictions. She wants to grab life by the horns, heal and just run with it. However, when they are faced with several adversities, terrible secrets, an unexpected pregnancy and heartbreak, can the group survive when the odds are stacked so high against them? Includes: Reverse harem, multiple partner

"I, Alpha Dante Moretti, don't want your money. I want your name. And I want you." Julian Vane was the "Golden Prince" of the city until his family's empire was burned to the ground. In a single night, he went from a King to a prisoner, sold by his own brothers to settle a blood debt with their greatest enemy: Dante "The Butcher" Moretti. Dante is cold, ruthless, and obsessed with control. He forces Julian into a "Blood Marriage, a vow that makes Julian his property. The plan was simple: break the Prince, take the Vane family secrets, and discard the remains. But Julian is no longer the pampered heir they remember. Betrayed by his blood and caged by a monster, Julian discovers a darkness within himself that matches Dante’s own. As the line between hate and obsession blurs, the "Golden Prince" must decide if he will kill the man who owns him, or rule the underworld by his side. In a world of silver-plated guns and red-stained silk, Julian will learn that silence is a weapon, and Dante will realize that he didn't just buy a husband, he invited a predator into his bed. "You can own my body, Dante. But if you touch my soul, I’ll make sure yours is the first one I send to hell."

Avery Mane hits rock bottom. She’s dumped, humiliated, bullied by coworkers and her stepfamily, and nearly killed in a car accident. But when she wakes from her coma, everything changes. Hovering above her is an invisible screen. A mysterious system offering tasks and rewards that only she can see. Every challenge she completes upgrades her life, beauty, confidence, luck, and her finances. Avery transforms from overlooked nobody to the woman everyone wants. Now her cold billionaire boss, his dangerously magnetic rival, her regretful ex-boyfriend, and even her loyal bodyguard find themselves fighting for her heart… and her body. And Avery is finally ready to choose the life and the love she deserves with her obsessive and loyal men.

I am born with a body that draws men in, but the moment I marry, I develop a terrifying allergy to them. Every time my husband and I try to be intimate, my skin erupts in violent rashes, and I nearly suffocate. Still, I want a child so badly that one night I climb into his bed in secret, willing to gamble with my life. Strangely, nothing happens—no hives, no swelling, no shortness of breath. My husband even takes me to a clinic, where the baby is confirmed healthy. For the first time, I believe life can return to normal. Eight months in, we share a bed again. The allergic reaction hits instantly, worse than ever, and I'm rushed to the hospital. When the procedure ends, he is nowhere to be seen. I step into the hallway and hear him talking with his friends. "Did you see her face? Swollen like that. Ridiculous." Leonard Carter swings a vial of the custom serum he has been giving me and snorts. "I engineered this formula myself. It makes her break out the second a man touches her. It keeps her off me. "She wanted a baby so badly. Fine. She's carrying mine and Hannah's. That should make her feel accomplished. "When she gives birth, I'll let her spend the rest of her life calling herself Mrs. Carter." Blood drains from my face. The child I've been cherishing isn't even mine.