The Alpha's Forsaken Bride

The Last Echo Of Eternity

In a world where time is not linear but a series of shifting echoes, Toby's life is anything but ordinary. Born with the unique ability to hear the echoes of the past and future, he lives in constant flux, his memories blending with the moments yet to come. When he discovers a forgotten city buried in the folds of time, Toby learns that the echoes he hears are not just of history-they are warnings of an impending catastrophe that threatens the very fabric of existence. As he uncovers the secrets of the ancient city, Toby meets Philip, a man who claims to be from a future he has not yet lived. Bound by a strange connection that transcends time, Toby and Philip must work together to unravel the mystery of the city's fall. But with each step forward, Toby's reality begins to fracture, and he must decide: Can he alter the course of time without destroying the very future he hopes to save?

Falling For My Step-brother

When her mother marries a billionaire businessman, nineteen-year-old Lauren Parker is forced into a new life filled with private jets, penthouse rules, and one impossible housemate-Ronan Pitts, her cold and arrogant new stepbrother. He's everything she's not: rich, emotionally guarded, and painfully attractive. From the moment they meet, sparks fly-but not the good kind. Ronan wants nothing to do with her, and Lauren is determined to keep her distance. But the more they're thrown together, the harder it becomes to deny the tension simmering beneath the surface. Living under the same roof, desire turns dangerous, and boundaries blur. Secrets unravel and emotions spiral, Lauren finds herself torn between what's right... and what her heart wants most. She knows falling for him is wrong, but some temptations are too strong to resist.

The Mafia Vows of Vengeance

Swaby Nolan was born into a world of blood and loyalty, the daughter of one of New York's most feared mafia bosses. But when her family is betrayed and slaughtered in a ruthless coup, she is forced into hiding, presumed dead. For years, she has bided her time, sharpening her skills and building alliances in the shadows. Now, Swaby returns-not as a helpless heir, but as a cold-blooded strategist set on avenging her family. Her plan? Infiltrate the empire of the man responsible for her family's downfall-Matteo Costa, the new king of the underworld. Matteo is as ruthless as he is captivating, a man who trusts no one and sees betrayal at every turn. But when Swaby steps into his world under a new identity, sparks fly in a deadly game of cat and mouse. As the line between revenge and desire blurs, Swaby must decide-will she destroy Matteo and claim her vengeance, or will she lose herself in the dark allure of the man she swore to kill?

Moonbound: The Alpha's Last Vow

Cursed by the Moon Goddess, Alpha Andy Parker has spent a century trapped between man and beast-his soul fractured, his fate sealed. The only way to break his torment is to find his true mate before the next blood moon. But time is running out. Barbara Hill never believed in fate. As a rogue, she has spent her life running from packs that would see her as nothing more than a pawn. But when she crosses into Nightfang territory, she finds herself face-to-face with a monstrous wolf-one whose golden eyes burn into her very soul. Andy knows Barbara is the key to breaking his curse, but the shadows of his past threaten to consume them both. As ancient enemies rise and betrayals unfold, they must decide-will they fight together, or will the curse claim them both under the light of the blood moon?

Against all odds: crowned by fate

Harper Quinn has always been a fighter. From working multiple jobs to support her younger sister to chasing her dream of becoming a top fashion designer, she's never let anything stand in her way. But when an unexpected opportunity arises- a high-profile contract with a luxury brand- she finds herself face-to-face with Holden Mercer, the man who shattered her heart six years ago. Holden, a self-made billionaire and CEO of Mercer Industries, never expected to see Harper again. Their love was intense but doomed by his family's interference. Now, with fate throwing them together in a high-stakes business deal, old wounds reopen, and unresolved emotions ignite. Harper is determined to keep things strictly professional, but Holden has other plans. He's willing to fight for the woman he never stopped loving. As past betrayals resurface and new challenges threaten their second chance, Harper must decide- will she let love in again, or is she better off walking away?

The Billionaire Secret Game

When struggling journalist Becky Lynchburg lands an exclusive interview with reclusive billionaire Damien Lancaster, she expects a routine exposé. Instead, she uncovers a world of secrets- one that ties him to a mysterious past and a vow that has dictated his entire life. Damien has spent years building an empire, keeping his heart locked away behind steel walls. But Becky's fiery determination and undeniable charm threaten to crack his carefully crafted facade. As she digs deeper, she finds herself caught in a dangerous web of lies, power, and an attraction neither of them can ignore. But Damien's past isn't just a shadow- it's a storm waiting to break. And when secrets are exposed, Becky must decide: walk away with the truth or risk everything for the man who was never meant to love?

Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

A Billion-Dollar Mix-Up: Pregnant With The Mysterious CEO's Baby

After the crash erased any hope of recovery, Vivian chose IVF to honor her fiancé's wish to have a child. A mistake during the procedure changed everything, and the baby turned out to belong to William, a billionaire known more for mystery than presence. Faced with the fallout, William offered her a hundred million dollar contract. "Carry the child to term, and the money will be yours." At first, Vivian refused because she believed her dignity could not be bought. That resolve collapsed when she saw her fiancé, barely out of the ICU, entwined with her stepsister. Crushed by betrayal, she signed the contract and married William. The public mocked her choice and claimed she had married nothing more than a pretty face. Time proved them wrong. Doctors later praised her work for reshaping medical research. Among hackers, her code became legend. On an international stage, Vivian's brilliance held an entire forum in awe. Amid the stunned crowd, William stepped forward and wrapped her in a gentle embrace before kissing her softly. "Have you enjoyed yourself enough? It's time for us to go home." The audience erupted in disbelief. Meanwhile, the man who once scorned her now begged for another chance.

Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now

The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you're eager to see me, you'd better join the queue, darling."

HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance)

Trigger/Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised. It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language. This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire. ***** "Take off your dress, Meadow." "Why?" "Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost." ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn't share what's his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.

Trading A Fake Marriage For A Real Vow

Bryson once gave Helena his whole heart, yet betrayal followed when he wed another. He claimed her absence forced his hand, insisting the other woman was only a substitute. Helena refused to accept this false marriage or any more of his excuses. She gathered evidence, secured much of his fortune through court, then stunned everyone by marrying Bryson's own brother. Rumors whispered that Callum longed for someone out of reach, until one day, he posted a picture of intertwined hands, bands matching. On a trip, he introduced Helena as his beloved wife. When Helena wasn't around, one of his friends asked, "What about the girl you've loved for so many years?" Callum's gaze fell upon Helena's silhouette. "She stands right beside me."

Marrying My Runaway Groom's Powerful Father

I was sitting in the Presidential Suite of The Pierre, wearing a Vera Wang gown worth more than most people earn in a decade. It was supposed to be the wedding of the century, the final move to merge two of Manhattan's most powerful empires. Then my phone buzzed. It was an Instagram Story from my fiancé, Jameson. He was at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris with a caption that read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." He hadn't just gotten cold feet; he had abandoned me at the altar to run across the world. My father didn't come in to comfort me. He burst through the door roaring about a lost acquisition deal, telling me the Holland Group would strip our family for parts if the ceremony didn't happen by noon. My stepmother wailed about us becoming the laughingstock of the Upper East Side. The Holland PR director even suggested I fake a "panic attack" to make myself look weak and sympathetic to save their stock price. Then Jameson’s sleazy cousin, Pierce, walked in with a lopsided grin, offering to "step in" and marry me just to get his hands on my assets. I looked at them and realized I wasn't a daughter or a bride to anyone in that room. I was a failed asset, a bouncing check, a girl whose own father told her to go to Paris and "beg" the man who had just publicly humiliated her. The girl who wanted to be loved died in that mirror. I realized that if I was going to be sold to save a merger, I was going to sell myself to the one who actually controlled the money. I marched past my parents and walked straight into the VIP holding room. I looked the most powerful man in the room—Jameson’s cold, ruthless uncle, Fletcher Holland—dead in the eye and threw the iPad on the table. "Jameson is gone," I said, my voice as hard as stone. "Marry me instead."