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His deadline was a wife. Hers was his death. Their contract just got... complicated. As the sole heir to the powerful Blacks fortune, Ezekiel ultimatum is simple: marry a suitable woman in one month or watch his legacy be dismantled. In a moment of rebellion, he escapes to the city's most exclusive underworld club, where he's captivated by Jennie , a pole dancer whose grace hides a lethal precision. When a violent altercation erupts, Ezekiel acts on instinct, saving her life. It's a chivalrous mistake. Jennie isn't a damsel in distress—she's a ghost, an assassin who just botched his kill. Now, bound by a secret more dangerous than any prenup, they enter a façade of matrimony. He needs a bride to secure his wealth. She needs a cover to survive her guild. But in this gilded cage of lies, the most dangerous threat isn't the enemies at the gate... it's the slow, undeniable burn between hunter and prey.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

“Adrian,” Raya whispered, voice trembling. “Choose — her or me.” His eyes darkened. “Why should I choose,” he said softly, stepping closer, “when I can have you both?” Her breath caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered. He brushed a thumb over her lips. “No,” he murmured, “i'm yours as you're mine. Whether you want it or not.” ~~~ To save her father, Raya agrees to become the fiancée of a man who could destroy her. She thought she was walking into a simple contract. But when she steps into Adrian Blake’s world, she steps into a maze of power, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Adrian never loved Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry. He only needed her family’s influence to seize the Blake empire. But when Seraphina vanishes… Raya becomes the perfect replacement. She’s stubborn, penniless, and nothing like Seraphina. Except for one disturbing detail She looks exactly like her. His terms are everything she should refuse: • Pretend to be his fiancée. • Pay off her father’s impossible debt. • Leave when he says so. Simple. Until she realizes the man behind the cold mask isn’t simple at all. The more she falls for him, the more dangerous he becomes. Because Adrian Blake doesn’t want love. He wants control. And now, he wants her. When the truth about Seraphina begins to unravel, Raya must choose: Run before she’s swallowed by Adrian’s darkness… or stay and risk losing her heart, and her identity, to the man who already owns her.

It is no argument that human beings will do anything to get what they want and Alanna Rhee Ingram wasn't an exception to this rule. She believed that in order to get what you wanted there were sacrifices you had to be willing to make. Even if those sacrifices warranted one's death. Especially when the death of that person could bring you a step closer to your utmost goal.

The rules were simple: marry Damian Cross, play the perfect wife, and never let him see the truth. To the world, Ava Sinclair is the picture of elegance poised, wealthy, untouchable. But behind the mask lies a woman on borrowed time, driven by one obsession: uncover what happened to her sister, Lily, who vanished after crossing paths with Damian a year ago. Damian Cross is everything the rumors promise ruthless, brilliant, and dangerously captivating. He built his empire on secrets and shadows, and when Ava steps into his world, he recognizes a liar in his arms. Yet instead of exposing her, he binds her closer, offering her a contract that turns her hunt for answers into a deadly game of proximity. In his fortress of glass and stone, every smile hides a trap, every kiss blurs the line between truth and deception. Ava swore she would never fall for the man who might have destroyed her sister’s life but the deeper she digs, the more she realizes Damian Cross may be the only man who can shatter her… or save her. Because in this marriage built on lies, one truth is undeniable: No one leaves Damian Cross unscathed.

I never expected my life to change with a single signature. But when my sister's life was on the line, I had no choice—I had to marry him. A stranger. Cold, demanding, and impossible to love. The contract was simple: one year of marriage, then we go our separate ways. But life has a way of breaking the rules. The more time I spent with him, the harder it became to remember that this was supposed to be temporary. He was never supposed to care… but then he did. And I made the biggest mistake of my life: I fell in love. Now, trapped between the contract and my heart, I must decide—should I obey the rules, or follow my feelings… and risk losing everything?

Lucian Vale is the most powerful man in the decentralized world a reclusive crypto mogul whose digital empire moves markets and dismantles rivals without ever showing his face. Elara Cross is brilliant, guarded, and burdened by a history she refuses to explain. When global regulators threaten to expose Lucian's network and dismantle everything he’s built, he proposes a solution no one expects: a legally binding marriage designed to secure trust, alliances, and silence. For Elara , the offer is impossible to refuse. The contract is clear. No love. No public defiance. No emotional attachment. But as secrets surface and enemies close in, the lines between transaction and obsession blur. Power shifts. Desire complicates control. And the one variable he never accounted for her begins to rewrite the code of his carefully constructed world. In a marriage forged by strategy, the greatest risk is not betrayal. It is falling in love.

In the kingdom of Lunaria, every full moon brings a mercy the people have learned to exploit—a one-hour rewind that erases mistakes, crimes, and consequences. Everyone forgets. Everyone except Elara Thorne, the royal librarian cursed to remember every reset for the past five years. Living in silent torment, watching the same murders, betrayals, and lies repeat endlessly, she's learned to survive by keeping her head down and her mouth shut. Until the night she witnesses Crown Prince Cassian Noctis—the kingdom's most powerful and ruthless ruler—standing over a body that vanishes when the moon resets. Except there's no body. No crime. No victim. The murder hasn't happened yet, but Elara saw it as clearly as a memory: Cassian will kill someone in exactly thirty days, during the next full moon. Desperate to prevent it and terrified of the prince who's never shown mercy to anyone, Elara makes a catastrophic mistake—she reveals her curse to him. Now bound by a dark contract and forced into a fake engagement to help him hunt the real killer, Elara discovers that Cassian remembers the resets too. He's been alone in this nightmare just as long as she has. And the murder she saw? The victim is Elara herself. With only thirty days to unravel a conspiracy that spans five years of erased time, Elara and Cassian must trust each other or die trying. But the closer they get to the truth, the harder it becomes to ignore the burning attraction between them—and the devastating secret that connects them: one reset night five years ago, they shared more than memories. They share a daughter neither of them knew existed.

Bride of the Night Court They told me the Night Court doesn’t take brides. It takes sacrifices. On the night my village burned, I was dragged into a palace built from moonstone and silence—where immortal nobles smile like saints and bleed like monsters. And at the center of it all stood him: the Night Court’s ruler. The man they call a curse in human skin. Cold. Untouchable. Unforgiving. He didn’t save me. He claimed me. A forced marriage. A crown I never asked for. A court that wants me dead the moment I step inside its gates. Because I’m not just a human girl in a vampire realm— I’m the one thing the Night Court has feared for centuries: the bride who can break their immortality. Now I’m trapped in a kingdom of velvet threats and ancient laws, bound to a man who swears he doesn’t love… yet watches me like I’m his last breath. He calls it duty. I call it a cage. But the more I fight him, the more I realize something worse than the Night Court is hunting me. Something that started the fire. Something that wants my blood—not to kill me… To awaken what I truly am. And if I’m not careful… I won’t just fall in love with the king of monsters. I’ll become his downfall. Or his queen. Touch her, and the Night Court bleeds.

Six years ago, Princess Lyanna Graves publicly rejected the vampire king at their wedding altar calling him a soulless monster unworthy of love, and walked away, leaving Azrael Thornfield humiliated in front of his entire court. Now, six years later, her kingdom has fallen. Her family is dead and the only person who is offering her shelter is the vampire king she once refused. But Azrael is not doing this out for mercy. “I’ll grant you safety, and in return I want everything that belongs to you, including your body, and your pride. I’ll break you into pieces until you forget what it was like to reject a king.” Lyanna is left with only two choices: accept his cruel proposal or die. She chooses survival. Their revenge marriage is filled with games of dominance and possession which slowly transforms into something far more dangerous. Azrael who married her for revenge is suddenly terrified of losing her, and Lyanna who married him to survive realizes she’s falling for the monster she once created. for updates, you can join my discord server: https://discord.gg/yjX92fDdw

No feelings involved—until he became obsessed. ||Mature content|| Desperate to save her mother and escape her father’s debt, Alina signs a sudden contract marriage with Damian Thorn—the powerful heir of the Thorn family. But the man she expected to fear becomes her unexpected protector, spoiling her and tearing down her defenses piece by piece. Alina wanted safety. Instead, she stepped into a world where love is dangerous… And her husband might be the biggest danger of all. Cover by Tieu Man Thau pinterest

Five years ago, attorney Celeste Morgan destroyed the most dangerous man in the country Dante Navarro, heir to a criminal empire. Her victory made headlines. His downfall made history. Now, she’s the one in ruins. Her husband’s betrayal has shattered her perfect life. Her reputation is in ashes. Everything she built with blood and brilliance is gone. Then, on the night she loses everything… she meets him. A stranger with eyes sharp enough to strip her bare. A touch that feels like sin. One night of forbidden desire until dawn reveals the cruel truth. She’s just slept with the man she sent to prison. And he’s been waiting for her. When Dante reappears with an offer “Be mine for three years. I’ll give you back your power… and your revenge.” Celeste is pulled into a deadly game of dominance, desire, and deception. By day, she’s his lawyer. By night, she’s his obsession. But as passion blurs into something far more dangerous, Celeste uncovers a secret that changes everything Her brother’s death wasn’t an accident. And Dante Navarro may be the only man who can help her uncover the truth… or the one who caused it. Two enemies. One irresistible temptation. A war built on lust, lies, and lethal secrets. In a world ruled by sin and revenge, someone will win. Someone will burn. And no one will walk away clean.

Cio transmigrated into a Western fantasy novel and woke up inside the body of the kingdom’s most sacred figure: the Saintess. In the original story, the Saintess was supposed to be pure, graceful, and untouchable… a living symbol of faith. Too bad the soul inside her is none of those things. Cio has only one dream: lie low, act holy, and get rich by selling citrus juice. But the Church is watching. The nobles are suspicious. And the coldest man in the empire Grand Duke Charmant is assigned to investigate her. At first, Charmant believes the Saintess has been replaced by a fraud. Because no real Saintess would whisper modern curses under her breath, hide oranges in her sleeves, and build a secret citrus business behind the cathedral. Yet the more he watches her… the more dangerous it becomes to expose her. Because Cio’s “fake miracles” start changing the kingdom for real. Her citrus drink turns into a revolution. The people adore her. The economy shifts. And the Church begins preparing a trial that only ends in one thing: execution. Now Charmant must choose. Turn her in and save the empire’s faith… or protect the most suspicious Saintess he has ever met and risk becoming her greatest heresy. Because the moment Cio smiles and says, “Relax, Your Grace. I’m just selling citrus…” Charmant realizes one terrifying truth: this Saintess body won’t stop selling citrus and neither will his heart.

Sara Falcone, the eldest daughter of the prestigious Falcone family, has always been bright, ambitious, and determined. Groomed to take over her father’s empire, she quickly rose to prominence as the company’s CEO, earning respect in the business world. But when Falcone Industries teeters on the brink of bankruptcy, her world begins to crumble. Desperate to save her family’s legacy, Sara turns to the last person she ever thought she would, her greatest rival, and once, her secret crush: Luca De Augustino. Cold, calculating, and infuriatingly powerful, Luca offers her a way out, but at a cost. In exchange for rescuing her company, she must agree to a contract marriage with him. Luca De Augustino, heir and CEO of the mighty Augustino Group, was raised to lead without compromise and to never bow to anyone. Yet there was one person who always challenged him, Sara. Years ago, when she confessed her feelings, he shattered her heart with cruel rejection. Seven long years have passed since that day, but fate brings them back together. Now, bound by a one-year contract marriage, Sara must navigate a dangerous game of pride, power, and unresolved emotions while Luca sees this as his chance to finally claim the one woman who once loved him. ~~~~~ “You think I'll help you just because you pathetically kneel in front of me!” Luca chuckled. “What happened to the woman who always held her head high in pride?” “If you don't want to help me, then just say so!” Sara raised her voice. Standing up, she turned to leave when Luca grasped her hand, thus making her turn to him. “Fine, I'll help you. But there's a condition,” Luca pronounced. “And what's this condition?” asked Sara. “Become Mrs. De Augustino. In short, marry me, Sara Falcone.” ~~~~~ *All the names and places used in the story have nothing to do with the reality. It's a fiction.*

She died on her wedding day, betrayed by the man she trusted the most. Given a second chance at life, she wakes up in another woman’s body as the contract wife of the most feared mafia boss. Their marriage is fake. Their contract is clear. Feelings are forbidden. But she remembers the future, and she knows one terrifying truth. In this timeline, her husband is the one destined to kill her. To survive her second life, she must rewrite her fate, outsmart the mafia world, and never fall in love with the man who holds her life in his hands. This time, she will not be a victim. She will survive at all costs.

[Will be back in March] Come clean up the body," the towering Alpha huffed into his phone, tossing a sharp glance at the bed. Levi blinked. He was apparently the said 'body.' In his past life, Levi was 'Slime,' a legendary assassin known to topple governments. Now? He had transmigrated into the body of a delicate Omega who had literally been fucked to death by a monstrous Type B Alpha. Type B Alphas were rare, lethal, and overwhelmingly dominant. The original host died mid-climax. Now, the Alpha believes he has found his fated soulmate. He has no idea that the 'fragile' Omega in his bed is a retired killer calculating his exit strategy. ***[Snippet] Levi quickly shut his eyes when the Alpha tossed the phone on the bed and walked naked to the bathroom. Peeping through his lashes, Levi wondered what would happen now. He had woken up in this body during the intense climax, right when the bulky Alpha was biting his neck. Fuck, that was hot. ​[#Smut #FaceSlapping #SlowBurnPowerReversal #Mpreg #Showbiz #TragicWetCatGong]

Zain Yan is one of Shenzhen most powerful and ruthless business tycoons. To the world, he is a flawless CEO. But inside him lives a heartless wolf—trapped in a cage of hatred and revenge. Years ago, on a blood-soaked night, Zain lost his mother and his younger sister. The man responsible for their deaths was none other than Uncle Lu Kang— the same man Anya once trusted like family. That night turned Zain’s heart into stone. Now fate brings Anya into Zain’s life— a simple, hardworking, and innocent girl with no idea about the sins of her past. Zain gives her an important project, pushes her talent forward, and keeps her close… but his intentions are far from pure. To Zain, Anya is supposed to be a pawn— someone he can use to get closer to Lu Kang and destroy him completely. But destiny plays its own cruel game. Anya’s brilliance attracts dangerous attention, and the underworld ruler known as the Dragon King discovers who she really is. To eliminate a future threat, he orders her death. The girl Zain meant to use… becomes the girl he risks his life to protect. Caught between bullets, blood, and betrayal, Zain makes a shocking decision that changes everything— A forced contract marriage. In front of the world, and especially in front of Uncle Lu Kang, Zain declares Anya as his wife. The man who killed his family… and the girl who now carries his name— are tied together by a marriage built on revenge. Is this marriage merely a weapon? Or is Anya the only weakness of the Heartless Wolf? When buried truths begin to surface, when the real connection between Dragon King and Lu Kang is revealed, and when Anya finally learns why Zain chose her— It won’t be just a relationship that breaks… but the very cage imprisoning a wounded heart.

Betrayed by her own family, Ye Ningwan is wed to the notorious “blind” warlord Zhan Hanjue—everyone expects her corpse to be carried out within days. Instead, three days later she struts back to the Ye gates draped in priceless gifts. Ye elders salivate; she smiles sweetly: “Only looking allowed—I’m taking these home. After all, you gave me zero dowry.” “Insolent!” they cry. Zhan Hanjue steps in, voice frosted steel: “She’s mine now. Protecting her is my pleasure.” Later, Ye Ningwan stammers, “You’re… not blind?” He tugs her close, whisper hot against her ear: “Play along, my queen, and I’ll give you the world—starting with my heart.”

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

She, the second daughter of the Bluen consortium, a figure of envy among the rich second generation. No matter who she mentioned, they were all figures that others flocked towards. However, her boyfriend was getting married, but she was not the bride. She, who had always been so noble and lofty, was cruelly abandoned. He, the CEO of Valence Group, the intimidating young master of the Horne family and a prime example of the rich second generation. Little did people know, his bride ran away on the day he planned to register for marriage. He too, was cruelly abandoned. Laughably so, He was her soon-to-be brother-in-law. Seeing her angry and lonely future brother-in-law, she suddenly jeered, "We both have been abandoned. We would make a perfect pair." He pursed his lips in silence. The next day, he took her to the Civil Affairs Office to go through the marriage registration process, having her replace her runaway sister as his bride. (Declaration of Ownership Chapter) "Julia, I now realize that I have always loved you. Do you know that I think of you all the time? I married her just so I could have a secure footing in the company." Her ex-boyfriend, gripping her hand, whispered this soft confession of his misguided actions in the past. Before she could react, a strong hand appeared out of nowhere, fiercely grasping her ex-boyfriend's wrist. He cried out in pain, causing a stir among the guests at the wine party. He stood by her side, one arm draped across her shoulders, gently and passionately smiling while saying, "Wife, tell him, who am I to you?" Gazing at his handsome appearance, noble aura, and two bodyguards following him, her ex-boyfriend's face quickly drained of color, as if he had just realized something. (Cherishing Her Chapter) "Young master, the young mistress said something strange today." The housekeeper, trailing behind him, was reporting her daily activities. "What did she say?" "The young mistress said she wonders if snow flying in June would be beautiful." The housekeeper finished his report and carefully observed his reaction. After all, how could it be possible for there to be falling snow in the scorching heat of June? Once again, he pursed his lips in silence, then silently went upstairs. The next day. As soon as she stepped out of the main house, she was stunned. The sunrise filled the high sky while the expansive courtyard was covered in white snow. It was a vast expanse of white, as if it were midwinter, and countless snowflakes were dancing in the sky. The snowstorm was of extreme beauty.