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Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival

Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival

Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.
While My Husband Cheated, I Married His Powerful Brother

While My Husband Cheated, I Married His Powerful Brother

To help her husband build his business empire, Veyra worked two jobs, skipped meals, and sacrificed everything she had. When her mother desperately needed life-saving treatment, she couldn't even scrape together the money. Then, on a New Year's Eve flight, fate seated her beside her husband's mistress. That's when she discovered the cruel truth. Her husband had secretly amassed millions long ago. The wedding ring that belonged to Veyra now glittered on another woman's finger. The $500,000 that could have saved her mother's life had been spent instead on luxury gifts and pocket money for his lover. She lost her baby. She lost her mother. And finally, she lost every illusion about the man she'd loved for years. After leaving the airport, Veyra walked into a bar, kissed the most dangerous-looking stranger she could find, and spent one reckless night in his arms. By sunrise, she disappeared without leaving so much as her name. She thought it was nothing more than a farewell to her broken past. She was wrong. The stranger was Dorian-the most powerful, mysterious billionaire in the business world. Meanwhile, her cheating husband finally realized what he had thrown away. He begged on his knees, signed a postnuptial agreement worth billions, and swore he would give up everything if she would come back. But just as Veyra began plotting to reclaim everything that had been stolen from her, a mysterious car accident brought Dorian back into her life. Only then did she learn the truth. He wasn't a stranger at all. He was her ex-husband's older stepbrother. Now two powerful men are fighting for the same woman-one consumed by regret, the other determined to make her his. Sorry, cheating ex... I choose your brother.
Reborn Heiress: Reclaiming My Monster Billionaire

Reborn Heiress: Reclaiming My Monster Billionaire

Ginny was chained to a concrete pillar in an abandoned warehouse, bleeding and betrayed by the two people she trusted most. Her fiancé, Brant, and her adopted sister, Coretta, had just slashed her face open. Brant coldly admitted she was nothing but a disposable key to a vault, right before he tossed a lighter onto the gasoline-soaked floor. As Ginny burned alive in the roaring inferno, the heavy iron doors were violently smashed open. Bedford Parks—the notoriously ruthless, germaphobic "monster" of Silicon Valley whom Ginny had always feared—charged straight into the flames. Ignoring the blistering heat, he shielded her charred body with his own. A massive steel beam collapsed, snapping his spine. "I love you." He coughed up blood, whispering his final words against her blackened skin before dying to protect her. Hovering as a ghost, Ginny's soul screamed in agonizing realization. She had spent her life terrified of Bedford, yet he was the only one who truly loved her, while her supposed family laughed at her gruesome murder. Suddenly, a blinding white light swallowed the warehouse. Ginny gasped for air, opening her eyes to find herself sitting in the back of a luxury Maybach. She was eighteen again, wearing the humiliating clown makeup Coretta had tricked her into wearing on the day she was brought back to the wealthy Steele estate. Ginny stared at her reflection, her dark eyes turning cold and sharp. This time, she would tear her betrayers apart piece by piece, and she would protect her "monster."
Discarded By Him, Claimed By The Zillionaire

Discarded By Him, Claimed By The Zillionaire

I was Landon Mercer's secret girlfriend and loyal assistant for four years. I thought my absolute devotion would eventually win his heart. But he casually announced his engagement to a wealthy heiress, reminding me I was just a convenient nobody from an orphanage. When I got trapped in a horrific car crash and begged him to call an ambulance, he just hung up on me, annoyed that my bleeding was ruining his romantic getaway. He even blackmailed me with my orphanage's land lease, forcing me to attend his engagement party as a prop. At the party, his elite family and friends brutally humiliated me. They deliberately crushed my broken arm, poured red wine over my head, and kicked me into a freezing pond. When Landon finally pulled me out, he didn't care that I was suffocating and turning blue. "Are you out of your mind? You come out here and cause a scene during my engagement party?" He threw a stack of cash at my shivering body, furious that I had embarrassed him in front of his wealthy guests. Looking at the hundred-dollar bills floating in the muddy water, my four years of foolish love completely died. To him, I wasn't even human; I was just a cheap toy he could abuse and pass around. I didn't cry, and I didn't beg. I dragged my soaked, battered body into a car and headed straight to the penthouse of his biggest billionaire rival. It was time to burn Landon Mercer's world to the ground.
I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
News Flash Ex-husband, I'm Alive!

News Flash Ex-husband, I'm Alive!

"I know you're pregnant, Valentina. That's why you have to die tonight. Two lives for the price of one, efficiency was always my strong suit." On her third wedding anniversary, Valentina was gifted a shallow grave. Her husband, Kennedy, the man she adored, was never a billionaire. He was a fraud who drugged her, watched her drown in a poisoned bath, and ordered her burial so he could marry his mistress. He didn't know the gardener would hesitate. He didn't know she would crawl out of the mud, pregnant, broken, and alive. And he never imagined that ghosts would come back with teeth. Dragged from the storm by Ian Kingston, the Titan of industry, Valentina is saved by a man so powerful that Kennedy is nothing more than a disposable bookkeeper in his empire. To the world, Ian is a monster. To Valentina, he is survival. But Ian doesn't see a victim. He sees Misha, his vanished wife, the mother of his two children, the woman who disappeared without a trace. "You have 365 days to prove you aren't her, little bird. Until then, you will sleep in my bed, wear my name, and obey every rule I set." Trapped in a deadly case of mistaken identity, Valentina signs the contract. She becomes Misha Kingston, cold, ruthless, untouchable. Wrapped in emerald silk and Ian's dark protection, she walks back into the world that tried to bury her. The next time Kennedy sees his dead wife, she isn't in a coffin. She's in the arms of his boss. Wearing a queen's crown. Looking down at him from a throne of gold. But as Ian's control turns into obsession, Valentina faces an impossible truth. She is hiding a child conceived by her enemy... While being claimed by a king who refuses to let her go. He buried a wife. He's about to kneel before a Goddess.
Betrayed by CEO Husband

Betrayed by CEO Husband

Knock... knock... The door opened immediately and they were both surprised for different reasons. "Who are you?" Andaru asked coldly. "You bastard! What are you two doing in this room, huh?" The angry Dean lunged at Ndaru and hit her on the right cheek, then pulled back and hit her again. "Andaru!" Linar was startled to hear Tita's shout as she quickly approached the outer door. "Stop it, Dean!" Linar tugged at the back of Dean's shirt. Linar continued to push Dean away from Andaru's torso several times. Linar went down to touch her chest with one hand and tried to breathe regularly. "Go away, Dean, like you said, we'll separate the way I want," Linar said. "So you chose him, your lover, over me, your own husband?" "Don't reverse the facts. I wasn't the one who could cheat on you, until you cheated on me and got pregnant, and you acted as if there was no problem." "Go away!" Buggh!!! Prang!!! This was about the fair reality of life, though it was never fair to her, about the betrayal of the universe against her who glorified loyalty. And now, as the main actor in her life and in the name of the health of her soul, Linar chooses to seek happiness elsewhere, but once again the universe is not on her side, God even gives her a fetus in her belly, the reason that makes her home crack. Which path did she take? How does the universe determine her fate? You can find it in every part, packed with easy language and real storytelling.
My Heart Belongs to You

My Heart Belongs to You

Viren the ML of the story who doesn't believe in romantic commitment. Living in NYC for a long time and his past experiences gave strength to his belief. He is the only son of the biggest industrialist Rai Bahadur. He is the CEO of the company. He is a ruthless businessman for the outer world but was very considerate and loving where his family matters or the persons he loved were involved. Viren is the most desired bachelor. He was tall and well-built with sharp features. Girls would die to have him. Due to his past baggage, he didn't have faith in commitments, love, and marriage. Priya, a middle-class girl, and assistant to Rai Bahadur was a chirpy, soft-hearted girl who could do anything for her family. She was a beauty with brains. She was fair with big doe-like eyes, thin pink lips, and long black hair. What will happen when both of them are tied in a contract marriage for one year.? One can not control whom to fall in love with, and the same happens with them. They fell in love with each other. Oblivious to each other 's feelings, they continued their awkward, unwanted relationship. Circumstances take a turn and they decide to dissolve their marriage. With mutual consent, they file for divorce. After being separated they realize their feelings. Will they continue divorcing after realizing their feelings or would they come together? "Why are you so skeptical since the morning You can share your problems with me" "It is nothing, Viren Ji. Just a little bit " "Priya, you know you can trust me. Maybe we can help each other." "I didn't get what you wanted to confide in." "Tell me your problem then only I can give you a solution." "My sister is pregnant and her in-laws want five million and then only they will take her back. My brother is in his final year, which makes me the only bread earner of the family. Not only this last month my father suffered a stroke so his medical expenses are there. My salary barely meets the end. I had applied for a loan but today the bank has rejected it as there was nothing to give them as security." she spoke in between the sobs. Just then the server arrived with their order. Priya composed herself. The food was served. Priya ate only a little bit; she was way too depressed to eat but Viren forced her to eat. Viren ordered dessert for both of them. " Priya, I can arrange for the money you need. For that, you have to marry me on paper. Rest now as you were the one handling it for me. Dad is in critical condition and his only wish is to see me settled. You can think it over and reply to me in the next two days. As I had said we both can help each other only if you want." Join their journey of twists and turns to know about them.