Wrong Number Romance Books

My mother-in-law, Teresa Hawke, said she was trapped inside her burning villa. I called my husband, Asher Jensen, begging him to save her. But he was too busy at some bar, flirting with his childhood sweetheart, Melanie Lanner. It wasn't until I begged him, over and over, that he finally went to save Teresa. But Melanie was snatched from that same bar, tortured, killed, and dumped. He acted like none of it mattered until I got pregnant. Then out of nowhere, he threw it all back on me, saying it was my fault. Asher pulled every string he could to bankrupt my family, driving Mom and Dad to leap to their deaths. Then he rounded up a gang of violent psychopaths and threw me in with them. I begged again and again, but he just watched me with that dead stare. "You'll suffer like Mel did before she died! She left this world in agony. Why should you get to live? That's not fair." 99 stab wounds—that was how many it took before I finally bled out and died. And then, I woke up, right back on the day Teresa screamed for help from inside that burning villa.

I return to the country after attending an international anesthesia academic conference. That's when I see the news of my boyfriend and twin sister getting married. I'm anxious to verify its authenticity, but my sister drugs me and induces me. "A substitute's child will only be an unwelcome bastard even if it's born. I'm just helping it move on to a better life." Then, she slices me open with a scalpel. She gouges my womb out, causing me to die from significant blood loss. Meanwhile, my boyfriend believes her lies. He's sure he's not the father of my child. He ignores my messages begging him to save me. Instead, he spreads the word about me eloping with someone else. He even wipes all traces of me from his life. "I will never see her again, forever and ever." Five years later, surveillance footage of my sister cruelly murdering me surfaces.

I secretly invite my in-laws over for the New Year, hoping to surprise my husband, Huxley Carlson. But the moment my father-in-law steps through the door, Huxley's secretary shoves him out. He slams into the shoe cabinet, throwing out his back. She sneers. "Who do you beggars think you are, strolling into Mr. Carlson's villa like this? You're this broke and still have the nerve to call yourself his father-in-law?" I immediately call for the housekeeper to help him, but the secretary blocks her. She even shoves my mother-in-law. "You really think you're the lady of the house?" she snaps. "Mr. Carlson hired the housekeeper to serve him, not to waste time on you or your useless parents." My mother-in-law is so enraged that she suffers a heart attack on the spot. I call Huxley in a panic, begging him to come to the hospital. But he sounds utterly unmoved. His voice is cold and mocking as he says, "Jen told me what happened. The nerve of you, bringing your parents to my house! Now you want me to rush to the hospital because your mom's pretending to be sick? "Tell them to get out! If she dies, she dies. Hell, maybe it's a blessing—just in time for the New Year!"

"I want three things..." He whimpered softly. "To see you...to touch you and to kiss you...Red" "Red?" I mumbled softly, staring into his sapphire eyes. "It fits you, just like the color of your hair," his lips curved into a smirk. "And you are mine from now on... Red" ~~~~~~~~ All Ava wanted wanted was to get revenge on the man that had ruined her entire life. To slip into his life, break down his walls and get rid of him but never would she have thought it would come with a price. She wanted revenge but instead... she was tempted and trapped by the wrong Alpha.

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.” It was followed by a mission report I knew too well. On the night of the mission, there had been an attempt on my life. My blood had almost run dry before I was saved. When I woke up at the hospital, I found out that I had lost a baby I did not know I had been carrying. I wept bitterly in Victor’s arms, but I did not tell him about the baby. I did not want him to worry about me more. Now, I finally found out — Summer had been attacked that night as well, and Victor’s orders had been: “Save Summer first.” My tears soaked into the paper, smudging his handwriting. “Alright,” I said softly but firmly into the silence. “If my marriage had been a lie all along, I’ll disappear from your life. Forever.”

Meet Nina! Nina was pretty, fierce yet sweet. She was shy, yet so easy to get along with. The thing about Nina was that she had an easy-going attitude to life making it a breeze for anyone who wanted to approach her. Her life was a simple one, so perfect for her. That was until her perfect life crashed, with everything she had known, everything she had planned taken from her as she was forced out of her English city home and thrown into the American cowboy fevered town of Samsonville, Texas. The town that was filled with cowboys, ranches and intriguing boys who kept a secret, a secret that she has no way of running from. I mean how could she? Werewolves where fast creatures and once they set sights on their pray the pray was theirs for keeps.

"As you have done before, all you have to do now is sign a three-year marriage contract with me. And after our marriage contract ends, I will give you more than you can get now. I will give you everything to make sure that my ex-wife can still live in luxury after I divorce her." The day after her divorce, Vivianne White got that crazy offer from a man she didn't know. She didn't understand why, but Darren Hart, whom she had only met once in a nightclub, wanted her so badly that he kept pestering her until she finally accepted his offer of a contract marriage. . "I won't be shy with you because I know you are wealthy. So prepare a lot of money to make me your contract wife, sir." Vivi thought the contract marriage was as simple as being a dining and chatting companion for Darren, who looked very lonely. But she didn't realize she had voluntarily entered the tiger's cage when she signed the marriage contract with Darren. . "I contracted you to be my wife for three years so that you could be the object of my lust. That is your primary duty as my contract wife, so do well during this contract." And when Darren shows his true colors, can Vivi survive the three-year marriage contract? Or when another chance comes, will she prefer Lucas Warren, the ex-husband she still loves?

Asher Evan is a young CEO, billionaire, and buyer entrepreneur playboy, a knave, he is known for his ravenous and underhanded method of acquiring businesses. He is on a mission to take a bride from the old money families to improve his status among society's elite. Joan Hargreaves is the heir to Hargreaves Corporation, she left home for college when she was eighteen years old to avoid taking over the family business. She however returns home when she receives a letter informing her of her father's death. When she returns home, she finds her family business in a financial constraint due to her stepmother and uncle's mismanagement. While trying to save her family's company, she discovers an old tradition between families, an alliance forged through marriage, a marriage arranged between powerful families simply for gains. When Asher finds out that Joan is the heir to Hargreaves Corporation, a company he's been trying to take over, he approaches her and made her a deal she couldn't refuse. He would help Joan save her family's company, in return, she would marry him. Joan apprehensive of Asher's deal asks that they get engaged first, but unknown to her Asher plans to steal Hargreaves Corporation from Joan. But Asher never imagined falling into his trap.

One unforgettable night. One irreversible mistake. When Ivy agrees to a one-night distraction to escape her heartbreak, she never expects to wake up in the arms of the wrong twin. She thought she was with Ethan King—the charming, protective billionaire heir she'd secretly loved for years. Instead, she ends up in the bed of his colder, ruthless twin brother, Aiden. Weeks later, Ivy discovers she's pregnant. And the father? The man who wants nothing to do with love… or her. But Aiden has secrets. Ones that could shatter their world and force them into a dangerous game of lies, obsession, and buried feelings. Caught between two brothers, Ivy must choose: the man she once loved or the one fate has tied her to forever.

CAN YOU LOVE THE DEVIL? IF HE TURNS OUT TO BE YOUR KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR?... A woman with no memory of her past. Twenty-eight year old brooklyn journalist, Aya Mayhem gets caught up in a brutal case that almost takes her life. Aya's interest in the case leads her to a new world she could never have believed existed. A dark cold world, filled with vampires. She's trapped in a nightmare, one filled with blood sucking vampires and she is forced to accept the truth about vampires, vampires who want her dead because of her past. A past that she has no memory of. But what would she do when no one believes her. Not until her case leads her to the city's billionaire playboy, Malcolm Baal. who believes her story about vampires and joins her to fight against them. but what would she do when she finds out that her hero turns out to be one of them? Can she still trust or even love a vampire? *Can she break the forbidden rule and pursue a romance with a vampire? A sacred romance. **Caught between Heaven and Hell, Aya and Malcolm must travel down a path of mystery and terror as their pasts are slowly revealed and their passions ignite, in a world that smells like blood and tastes like fear.