Love Marriage Hate and Revenge

The Billionaire's Hidden Marriage

Past mistakes and second chances. Daisy finds herself caught up in a complicated situation. Years ago, she manipulated Kingsley Blackwood. Now, she has his child, and she is also working for Kingsley's company. Going back to the city where she was born, Daisy also has to deal with her ex-fiancé, Dylan Noble, and her sister, Maisy, who betrayed her trust and hurt her in the worst way possible. Can Daisy face up to her past and make things right, or will her mistakes keep holding her back? Is love in the cards for her? *** As she got closer to him, she took the time to study him. She was amazed at how handsome he looked. He was so handsome, it was cute, how he had these pumped, plump lips, raised eyebrows, natural raised eyebrows, almond eyes, a sharp nose, and a defined face. He was just too handsome, which was a great contrast to the angry eyes he pointed towards her. "I asked you, what the fuck do you want?" he shouted at her. She swallowed saliva and gathered all her strength. "I am here to help you," she said. She opened the buttons on her blouse and let it fall behind her on the ground. His gaze was as fierce as a sword, making Daisy feel guilty enough that she dared not look directly at him.

The BILLIONARE ALPHA

Ruby Reginald, is a young event planner hoping to make a partner in her firm when one night she meets Edward. They kind of have a one-night stand. Reginald doesn't know Edward's real identity, he happens to be a young billionaire, and he is also a werewolf. An alpha. When Ruby finds out that Edward isn't human, she can't cope and runs away to make a new life for herself, But she ends up in a worse mess than the one she ran away from and has to run back to Edwards for help. Can love between a human and an Alpha exist? Can Ruby overcome her fear towards Edward? Is it love?

Entangled Destinies: Love, Betrayal, and Redemption

A story of love, betrayal, and the quest for redemption. Stacy, an orphaned young woman, finds comfort in Caspian's love, only to be abandoned when he chooses wealth over their bond. Determined to reclaim her lost love, Stacy navigates the challenges of life on the streets. Despite the hardships she faces, her spirit remains unbroken, fueled by the hope of finding true love and redemption. Meanwhile, Regan, a compassionate bystander, finds himself drawn into a dangerous situation when he witnesses Stacy being abducted. His heroic intervention sets off a chain of events that leads to unexpected sparks that create a deep connection between them, igniting a passionate romance that exceeds their differences.

THE BILLIONAIRE'S SCANDALOUS WIFE

A great loving, happy family is greatly disrupted when the wife(mother) is found in a scandal. Celine finds herself in trouble with her billionaire husband Nicholas, when his ex-girlfriend comes into play to separate her family and marriage. A visit causes a series of events in Celine and Nicholas's marriage, will their love prevail?

THE THRONE

I am an orphan not born of tittle or a good home. My aunt took me in and raised me as a servant in her home until she kicks me out of her house one evening and there my destiny will begin. I was all alone with no purpose and no direction when fate led me to the three princes of our land and the sons of our majesty the king. One of the prince will hate me, another will have sympathy for me and the other one is going to fall in love with me. When all the tricks, lies and politics are over, There is only one seat at the throne and one ruler of the kingdom. And i am going to take that seat.

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.

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.

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

I stood at my mother's open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest's voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone-he brought Charla with him. He claimed she'd had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret

After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"

Beg For My Love, Cold-Hearted CEO

Since she was ten, Noreen had been by Caiden's side, watching him rise from a young boy into a respected CEO. After two years of marriage, though, his visits home grew rare. Gossip among the wealthy said he despised her. Even his beloved mocked her hopes, and his circle treated her with scorn. People forgot about her decade of loyalty. She clung to memories and became a figure of ridicule, worn out from trying. They thought he'd won his freedom, but he dropped to his knees and begged, "Noreen, you're the only one I love." Leaving behind the divorce papers, she walked away.