CEO's Possessive Wife

Fading Memories

When Ronan accidentally texts her ex-boyfriend Gideon to assemble her bed, she doesn't expect him to show up-or to reignite old sparks in the most awkward of ways. But between steamy misunderstandings, mischievous matchmaking, and a very suspicious medical intern named Tobias, Gideon begins to suspect he's caught in a love triangle. For a man who thought he had moved on, Gideon is hopelessly drawn back to Ronan's chaotic world, where laughter and scandals are interwoven. Can they navigate love's messy strings and accept they just might be each other's fate?

An unwanted kiss

**Blurb**: When Blondie Apple escapes to Texas City for a fresh start, the last thing she expects is to be forcefully kissed by a mysterious, infuriatingly handsome stranger in the middle of the street. But that's exactly what happens when she crosses paths with Cavan Noah-a man whose breathtaking looks are matched only by his audacious arrogance. Caught in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, Cavan uses Blondie as an unwitting pawn to evade his pursuers. Furious and determined to hold him accountable, Blondie demands an apology, only to be swept into a whirlwind of danger, secrets, and unexpected passion. In a city where no one dares to defy him, Blondie's fiery spirit is a rare challenge to Cavan's dominance. But as the lines between hostility and attraction blur, both are forced to confront truths about themselves-and the undeniable spark that ignites every time they're near. In a tale of bold clashes and stolen kisses, **"An Unwanted Kiss"** will keep you on the edge of your seat, where every twist hides a secret and every touch threatens to break the walls around their hearts. Will Blondie hold her ground, or will Cavan's dangerous allure sweep her away?

Cunning President

On a dark and windy night, I found myself kissed by a handsome stranger-not just once, but twice! Who does he think I am, someone he can just kiss whenever he feels like it? And now he's saying he should take responsibility, get engaged, even marry me? Absolutely not! I left home to escape an arranged marriage, and now this man suddenly thinks he can swoop in and propose? No way... But why does this school seem filled with handsome guys? There are the cold ones, the gentle ones, and those with a devilish charm-and they all seem to have their eyes on me.

The Trillionare is Mine

Having a one night stand with Mark has been one of my greatest mistake in my life, I was heartbroken by My Ex Thomas, he cheated on me with Melissa, My step sister and after that I got drunken, had a one night stand with The Trillionare.

Destined To Be: The Trillionare is Mine.

Blurb: I'm Flora Grace, the only daughter of the Grace family, my parents were involved in a ghastly motor accident, which led to their death, leaving me alone to survive. I struggled with no one to assist or cater for my needs, I left my parents house where they were buried. After being rejected by my uncles and aunties, in our family house, I was banished by them, looking for a means to survive. But then I met Mark Grifford, he is tall, handsome with a good build and nicely trimmed mustache, his reassuring words and his kindness made me realised, I still have a reason to live, Mark is the Man of My dreams.

Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul-her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband's entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I'm out of your league."

Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After

Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

After Betrayal, She Claimed Her Empire

Serena Vance, an unloved wife, clutched a custom-made red velvet cake to her chest, enduring the cold rain outside an exclusive Upper East Side club. She hoped this small gesture for her husband, Julian, would bridge the growing chasm between them on their third anniversary. But as she neared the VIP suite, her world shattered. Julian's cold, detached voice sliced through the laughter, revealing he considered her nothing more than a "signature on a piece of paper" for a trust fund, mocking her changed appearance and respecting only another woman, Elena. The indifference in his tone was a physical blow, a brutal severance, not heartbreak. She gently placed the forgotten cake on the floor, leaving her wedding ring and a diamond necklace as she prepared to abandon a marriage built on lies. Her old life, once a prison of quiet suffering and constant humiliation, now lay in ruins around her. Three years of trying to be seen, to be loved, were erased by a few cruel words. Why had she clung to a man who saw her as a clause in a will, a "creature," not a wife? The shame and rage hardened her heart, freezing her tears. Returning to an empty penthouse, she packed a single battered suitcase, leaving behind every symbol of her failed marriage. With a burner phone, she dialed a number she hadn't touched in a decade, whispering, "Godfather, I'm ready to come home."

The Heiress' Secret: Ex-Husband, Meet The Real Me

For three years, Deanna endured scorn in a one-sided marriage. When Connor forced her to choose between her career and a divorce, she didn't hesitate-she walked away. Determined to reclaim her birthright, Deanna returned as the brilliant heiress to a medical conglomerate. Her ex and his family begged for another chance, but it was too late. With a tycoon father, a legendary healer mother, a CEO brother who adored her, and a showbiz powerhouse sibling, Deanna's life overflowed with power. Even her arrogant rival, heir to billions, only ever had a soft spot for her.

My Husband's Blindness, My Sweet Revenge

The roasted lamb was cold, a reflection of her marriage. On their third anniversary, Evelyn Vance waited alone in her Manhattan penthouse. Then her phone buzzed: Alexander, her husband, had been spotted leaving the hospital, holding his childhood sweetheart Scarlett Sharp's hand. Alexander arrived hours later, dismissing Evelyn's quiet complaint with a cold reminder: she was Mrs. Vance, not a victim. Her mother's demands reinforced this role, making Evelyn, a brilliant mind, feel like a ghost. A dangerous indifference replaced betrayal. The debt was paid; now, it was her turn. She drafted a divorce settlement, waiving everything. As Alexander's tender voice drifted from his study, speaking to Scarlett, Evelyn placed her wedding ring on his pillow, moved to the guest suite, and locked the door. The dull wife was gone; the Oracle was back.