Revenge Hunt: Marrying My Ex's Alluring Aunt

Poisoned Love: Guns And Roses

What are the odds...? Fuck that! Georgina's life turns upside down because of him. "Are you forcing me to marry you, Mr. Sajavedra?!" "Who told you that running away will save you, hmm? You can't, sweetheart..." Forced to marry a strange man, she found herself trembling because of his irresistible charm. Will she be able to resist him or become his sweetest sin? "Stop insisting on your ideals. You are mine. I know sooner or later you'll love me. I will make sure of that, Georgina." What kind of secrets did Alexandro was hiding? What kind of past Georgina has? Shadows lurking around them will soon fall underneath their feet. Will they ever survive between this turmoil? You want to know more? Check out the story of Georgina and Alexandro Livius.

Cheated Desire: Mistress For Hire

Arranged marriage is a big NO for Czarina Gilberts, a rebellious heiress, chooses to defy societal norms by becoming a hired mistress. How did a famous heiress choose such fate? It's simple; she's just bored and desperate. As Czarina entangles herself in the arms of a billionaire, she finds herself caught between troubles and temptations. Will she ever break free from the mess she has created? Can love truly blossom when the foundation is built on deceit? The best way to get back at a cheater is to let them taste their own medicine. Ciandrei Augustine, a wealthy and powerful man, hired a mistress after his uncle and wife's repeated infidelity. Determined to reclaim his dignity, he never expected to be captivated by the prideful Czarina. What will happen when his desires became stronger than revenge? Is he falling in love to his mistress? "What if I want more? What if it's you, Czarina?" As their lives intertwine, secrets and lies become the foundation of their relationship. Can love survive such a deceptive beginning? Will they find solace in each other's arms when the truth inevitably unravels?

Alpha Victor: Temptation Of The Falling Marriage

"You've ignored me for six years. Let's divorce." Rias's words echoed throughout the Ainsworth household, shattering the façade of their seemingly perfect marriage. Overwhelmed by regrets and a sense of being unloved, she made the difficult decision to end a relationship that was empty and devoid of love. Rias, as a Luna, struggles with the weight of her duty and the agony of leaving the man she secretly loves. Is there any hope that her husband will ever be truly hers? Victor, burdened by his own secrets, finds himself at a turning point when his wife asks for divorce. How can he let go of something he has long desired? Rias' proposal shakes him out of his slumber, forcing him to confront the issues in their marriage. Victor searches for a way to save their marriage, desperate to keep it from falling apart. As their world crumbles around them, he must find a way to mend the broken pieces and rebuild his broken marriage. Is it enough if he refuses to sign the divorce papers?

Villainess Seduction: Taming The Mafia Boss

She was the villain in their story, and she deserved to be alone for the rest of her life. Kassandra Tyler was chased out by her family, who blamed her for all the bad things that happened to them. She became homeless and wandered around other cities until she made a foolish decision. She will not let others make the same mistake she did. Not ever again. Is she ready to change her destiny? Or is she already afraid of falling in love again? He is dominant and selfish. Gabriel Cassano is a billionaire mafia boss who is ready to do anything to have the woman she loves. But no matter what he does, his opponent always wins, and he's always been the villain. Desperation strikes him, and he plans to kill him during their anniversary dinner. But he is stopped by a homeless woman. What kind of love she can give to someone like him, who has been the antagonist in other's love stories? Is she a blessing or a trouble in disguise?

Rejected Luna, Claimed by the King

As a wolfless charity case at the Hyde Pack's celebration, my world shattered when Braydon, my supposed protector, publicly announced Katherine Parrish as his Luna, erasing me. Heartbroken, I fled into a terrifying contract marriage with Alpha King Dallas Marshall for protection. Braydon's public assault and threats forced me to reveal my secret marriage, challenging the King. My "protection" felt like a prison. Braydon revealed I was a "key" to power, not a mate, confirming my fears. Enraged by my attempt to take a morning-after pill, Dallas forced me to swallow it, then branded my lips with a furious kiss. His chilling silence hardened my resolve. I immediately drafted an addendum to our contract, setting strict boundaries to reclaim control.

Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don

On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up. As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress. The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me. The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one. With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered. I chose the one man they never expected. I chose his father, the Don himself.

While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

In Bed With My Ex's Brother-in-Law

He left her on the streets. His brother-in-law picked her up. and made her his wife. On the day her ex, Mark, married the wealthy socialite Bella, Elena was thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back-humiliated, broken, and utterly alone. Until Eric Thompson appeared. Bella's older brother. Mark's powerful brother-in-law. And the most feared Alpha in the city. He offered her a hand when no one else would. Then, he offered her a deal: A marriage in name only. A shield against her past. A chance to rebuild. Elena accepted, expecting a cold arrangement between strangers. But behind closed doors, Eric's carefully guarded control unraveled-and so did hers. Their chemistry was explosive, their nights intense, and the lines between business and pleasure blurred beyond recognition. He was the one man she could never have. and the only one she couldn't resist. But when Mark realizes what he truly lost, and Bella discovers the secret behind her brother's bride, Elena must decide: Is this just a contract? Or is this the love she was always meant to fight for?