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Aayna is married to three brothers not because of choice, but because of her father’s belief in traditions and her own greed for her parents’ inheritance. Her only way out is a signed contract in which she must survive this marriage with no rebellion. No mistakes. Nothing that could trigger an early divorce. There is no way out for three years, but the longer she survives, the more inheritance she gets. Will she be able to end this marriage after three years, or will she fall in love with them and choose to stay? Read Married To Three Brothers to find out.

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

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Detailed Smut] [Strictly for Adults Only] Mixed POV: 3rd & 1st POV [COMPLETED] Soundtrack available on YT, IG, & FB SONG TITLE: 1. Claim Me - Shiroi Nami (Claim Me Captain! I'm Addicted to You!) 2. Found My Home - Shiroi Nami (Claim Me Captain! I'm Addicted to You!) Georgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Her longtime billionaire boyfriend proposed marriage, promising protection and financial freedom. But everything was shattered in an instant. Her brother’s tragic death at sea was initially pinned on a disgraced ship captain. Then, the case was closed and declared a drunken accident, but the wounds never healed on either side. Georgia was left to pick up the pieces: Left with an orphaned niece, a dying family business, and dealing with the angry people whom her father and brother owed money that was used to revive their agency… in fear. To make things worse, she was pushed overboard into the midnight sea before her wedding. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again— Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder. Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He is intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined. As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets. Nick risks his life for her, and despite his hunger for her, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again. Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere. As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight. But revenge comes at a price, and so does love. Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes. And when the world wants to silence her… He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her. Excerpt: “Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!” Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears. “Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!” “I’m begging you… Don’t tell anyone you found me… Someone tried to kill me…” His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?” Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough. “Yes…” Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean… “Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. "I swear to God, I’ll scream if you come one step closer, you pervert!” “I know you...” Nick stiffened. “What now?” “You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared. Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!” Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly. “Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently. “Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance. “Maniac!” she declared. That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush. His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods. His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant… Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.” Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face. Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile. “How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed like a vengeful sea witch. Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [COMPLETED] Camilla Watson-Veston was left with no choice but to leave her wealthy life behind and raise her son alone as an ordinary employee. A woman filled with rage and anger because of the betrayal of her one true love is indeed very dangerous. When all she could think of was revenge, karma has its funny way of rewarding those worthy with what they deserve. Sometimes not just one, but two or more blessings at once. What will Cammy do if the universe gives her not only two options to consider but three or more? Will she be able to choose which path she should take when nothing seems to be the right one? When freedom costs too much and happiness is hard to reach, will life turn Cammy into bitter from sweet? ********** Story Excerpt: "You’re fucking stunning, Cammy, and don’t let anyone make you think otherwise. Your husband’s a fool for letting you go. I’m going to show you exactly what you’ve been missing. Even if it’s just for tonight, I promise you won’t forget me. After this, I’ll be the only man in your mind," Greg said before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Was it wrong to accept it just because she was married, even though the man she was married to had been betraying her time and time again? Her mind let go of logic; she no longer cared if what they were doing was forbidden. She had made up her mind to surrender herself to him completely, letting him do whatever he desired with her tonight. So she whispered, “Turn off the lights…” Greg smirked, knowing the switch was just within reach, but instead of turning the lights off completely, he dimmed them to the faintest glow without removing his gaze from her. “Forgive me, Cammy. I cannot turn it off completely. I want to see your face when I take you to heaven over and over again while you are screaming my name.” Her hands traced his broad, strong chest, feeling its strength and solidity. ‘Oh God, I’m touching another man’s body!’ she shouted silently in her mind. Before her courage fully faltered, she felt Greg gripped on her wrist, as he released her lips, and whispered, “Not yet, Ms. beautiful. Let's take it slow… I want you to remember our time together as your best without any regrets. I want you to remember me as the man who made you feel important and wanted. Tonight you're the only woman in my life. The only woman my eyes see and my mind thinks of. You are mine, and mine alone. Do you understand?!” ********** A song excerpt that mirrors the emotion of the book. ***The song is not mine.*** I remember back when we were in love And we followed the fire in our hearts We moved every mountain we touched And we danced in the light of the stars I know nothing beautiful lasts But when I get to heaven I'll ask To go back to when we were in love… ********** The Author’s Completed Work: Book 1: CEO’s Contract Obsession - Contemporary Romance (CEO/Sweet Love), 2023 Book 2: The Royal Mark - Fantasy Romance (Werewolf/Fated Mates), 2023

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Completed] [Join my Discord server to see more pictures of Amy and Henry. https://discord.gg/2uRyaUNAYg] She’s broke and lost everything, left with nothing but debts and liabilities. He’s rich and has everything, heir to a multi-billion company. Two different people, drawn together by their needs or is it fate? **** Amelia Bell was only 22 years old when her parents, brother, and sister-in-law died in a car crash. Her brother’s injured children are now her responsibility. She sold everything that she owns, she's in huge debt and all she can do now is just cry her eyes out. And then it struck her… the answer to her question… where will she get money for the operation? Right… she hasn't done everything so far, she hasn't tried selling herself yet. It was a desperate move but she had no other solutions left. She was immediately pulled back from her thoughts when the man shouted. "This is insane, his qualifications are simply impossible… Now he asks me to find him a pure and innocent one this time… Even if they signed a 6-month contract to be his, those women still fell in love with him even if they knew that after 6 months they would be evicted from his life… … I will never be able to find that pure and innocent woman that he is looking for even if I offer them 5 million upfront." Without hesitation Amy ran after the man, climbing up the stairs as fast as she could. "Excuse me, mister." "What do you need miss? I'm in a hurry." "I want the job… The 6-month contract, I can do it." "So I guess you also heard that I need a pure and innocent woman, even I don't know what it means." "Will a virgin count? I-I'm a virgin, perhaps t-that's what your boss wants, right?" Amy boldly stated. Then finally the boss, Mr. Welsh faced her… She didn’t expect him to be this young, perhaps almost her age. She was imagining an old man or someone not as handsome as him. “You should not stop breathing angel, that’s dangerous, you might faint. Who knows what will I do to you once you become unconscious.” Amy gasped, ‘What the hell just happened to me,’ she cursed internally while still staring at the man in front of him. He then leaned closer to her. “I've heard you've got something for me. I can't wait to receive your gift, my angel. I'm Henry.” ******** The book cover is AI-generated and edited by the author, please don't use it without permission.

NEW. MASS UPDATE check out my other novels too!! *** Everyone thought Grant was a broke, useless son-in-law living off his wife’s family. They mocked him. Humiliated him. Treated him like trash. But they were wrong. Behind that quiet smile is a man with unimaginable power… the wealthy young master of the prominent Morgan family. Grant was never the leech they thought he was. He was simply repaying a debt to Daisy’s father—three years of marriage and silent protection. Yet the James family never saw his worth and instead made his life unbearable in every possible way. Daisy James never loved her husband. She pitied him at best… until she started to see the man behind the mask. The way he protected her when no one else would. The quiet strength in his eyes. The secrets he carried alone. Now Daisy’s heart is betraying her. She’s falling for the man everyone calls useless, only to discover he’s the most dangerous man of all. During his time in the James family, Grant uncovers a buried secret tied to his past, one that could destroy everything he’s vowed to protect. And when Grant’s true identity is revealed, Daisy will have to decide: stand by the man she’s only just begun to love… or watch the James family’s darkest secrets consume them both.

Elena Thorn never expected to cross paths with the ruthless and cold CEO, Ryan Redland who got rid of her like some nuisance. She never imagined that her fate would be sealed with him by a contract marriage, forced on them both. She is spoiled, free spirited, and daring. While, he is a man of control, order and silence. Despite the consistent tension, a costly romance simmers. What starts as a reluctant union quickly spirals to something sinister. With a dangerous love triangle, a vengeful, greedy and power-hungry secret rival in play, their union is one filled with love and betrayal. Can their bond survive the endless twists of deceit, pride, lust and betrayal? Will this contract be much more costly than they both bargained for?

They all believed she was dead—including herself. Until she opened her eyes in a body that looked exactly like hers, in another era of life. A body that had endured the same betrayal. The same face. The same name. The same pain. In her quest to seek justice for the girl whose body she occupied, she encountered Golden City's most powerful tycoon—Lucien Draven Vale—revered as a business god. Without ever meeting, they signed a marriage contract through his assistant. He needed a wife. She needed power. A one-year marriage with no obligations—husband or wife—they were to live as strangers under the same roof. Her goal was clear: get justice, then disappear. He only needed a wife in name; more so fulfilling family nagging But somewhere along the line, she was forced to choose between the man who would turn the world upside down for her… and her desire to leave and protect herself. Was this fate’s second chance… or a trap with a prettier disguise? This isn’t your typical damsel-in-distress, waiting for her knight in shining armor. She is fire herself—a woman who never needed saving, only needed her husband power, to do whatever she wants. This is my WSA 2025 entry. If you love a fiery heroine and powerful drama, please vote and add to your collection, it would go a long way. Thank you! Enjoy your reading Other books: The Crown Enchanted Embrace (ongoing) You have any questions or inquiry or you want to get mini teaser about our characters. get me through.... Instagram and discord IG handle: astra_knight_xx Discord: Astra_knight_

His gaze never left Damien. “We made a promise you seem determined to forget.” Damien lifted his head slowly. His voice, quiet and measured, "I never agreed to belong to anyone" "Starting from tomorrow," his father's voice echoed again, merciless, "you cease to be the CEO. I will take over all decisions until Darla comes of age." "If you want it restored, you know what must be done." Sometimes, fate doesn’t come gently… but it may still lead to something beautiful. Orabella was raised by her father, and though they had little, their life was filled with love until his death changed everything. After he passes, long-buried secrets come to light, including an agreement her father made years ago after saving a man’s life. Now, the man’s son is forced to claim what was promised. He offers Orabella a life far from everything she knows. As she stands at the crossroads between comfort and change, Orabella must decide whether to follow a man with a cold heart who never wanted her and discover if love can bloom where fate first demanded sacrifice.

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.

She is a mess, burdened by a broken heart from an abusive relationship and haunted by nightmares stemming from her guilt over surviving an accident that took her mother’s life and left her sister in a coma. That is, until she meets him. Andriana finds comfort in his warmth, but Karlye is a mysterious man with secrets and enemies lurking in the shadows. Her feelings for him are complicated by her insecurities and their differences in social status. When he discovers her pregnancy, he vows never to let her go, revealing the darkness within him. Will she hold on for the sake of their baby, or will she choose to leave?

Excerpt... We were too close. I knew we were too close, but neither of us moved. The office was dark except for the glow of our laptops. It was past midnight. We'd been working for hours, building the case, connecting pieces, and somewhere along the way we'd ended up on the same side of the desk. Shoulders almost touching. Close enough that I could smell his cologne "This is a bad idea," I whispered. "I know." "We agreed. Fake engagement. Professional. No complications." "I remember." His eyes dropped to my mouth, lingered there. "Doesn't change the fact that I want to kiss you." My breath caught. "Roman..." "Tell me you don't want it too." His voice was rough, low. "Tell me I'm reading this wrong and I'll move. I'll go back to my side of the desk and we'll pretend this never happened." I should have said it. Should have lied. But I was so tired of lying. "I can't," I whispered. "Can't what?" "Tell you that you're wrong." Something flashed in his eyes, dark and hungry. He leaned in slowly, giving me time to pull away. I didn't. Journalist Amara Reyes has spent sixteen years chasing the truth about her father's death. Heart attack, they said. Case closed. Everyone moved on except Amara. Now someone is watching her every move, roses appear where they shouldn't, messages turn from warnings to threats, and the closer she gets to the truth about what really happened sixteen years ago, the more dangerous everything becomes. Roman Vale is a billionaire CEO who doesn't tolerate loose ends, cold and ruthless, the kind of man who can destroy you with a single phone call. When Amara starts digging into Vale Industries, he sees a problem that needs to be eliminated. But Amara isn't easy to eliminate. When blackmail forces them into a fake engagement, the line between enemies and allies disappears. She needs his resources, he needs her silence, but the deeper they dig, the more they realize their fathers' deaths sixteen years ago weren't coincidences but murders. Two fathers, two deaths, one killer who's been hiding in plain sight for over a decade. The threats are escalating, the stalker is getting bolder, and falling in love might be the most dangerous thing they've ever done because the person who killed their fathers is still watching, still waiting, and won't stop until both of them are dead.

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

So, I woke up on the day I was supposed to be executed. You know, normal Tuesday stuff. My head was chilling on a wooden platform, and there was this tiny blade dangling right above my neck. Cute, right? Just waiting to slice through and end my fantastic life. Naturally, I thought, "How do I get out of this mess?" And what genius idea came to mind? Pregnancy! Yep, I faked a pregnancy. And not just any pregnancy — I told the Emperor, the very psycho who ordered my execution, that I was carrying his child. Spoiler alert: I was definitely not. But hey, it worked! I kept my head attached to my body. However, when the universe is determined to mess with you, even a fake baby bump can't save you forever. I kept up the act for a whole month before finally running away. Ah, freedom! No more psycho Emperor, no more looming execution, just me, living my best fake-pregnancy-free life, laughing like I was finally out of a bad soap opera. Or so I thought. Because of course, luck had to have the last laugh. Somehow, I ended up being the mother of the male lead. You heard that right. The male lead. In this ridiculous story, I’m not even his real mother, but here I am, stuck inside the palace with a literal murderer, aka the Emperor, who — plot twist! — killed the male lead’s actual mom and turned her into a freaking energy crystal. And now, I'm supposed to save the day. Me, the villainess who's not even supposed to be here. How? No clue. But one thing’s for sure, luck and I need to have a serious talk. Screw you, luck!

Delfina’s heart shatters when her so-called fiancé, Filippo, abandons her at the altar on the day they are meant to exchange vows. His excuse; he must rush to the side of her stepsister, who was coincidentally involved in an accident. Refusing to be discarded so easily, Delfina confronts him, only to witness a cruel, heartless side of Filippo she never knew existed. Broken and desperate, she pleads for help, but her family turns their backs on her, choosing silence over justice all because their marriage was an arranged alliance. Rescued by her best friend, Delfina seeks escape in a nightclub, determined to drown her pain in alcohol. What she never expects is to spend one reckless night with the very man she should never have crossed paths with—an encounter that leaves her pregnant. Domenico Silvestri is the feared heir to the underground mafia world, ruling from the shadows with an iron fist. Ruthless and untouchable, there is only one thing preventing him from officially claiming his father’s throne—an heir. Years after that unforgettable night with a mysterious woman, Domenico sees her again but this time, with a young boy who looks unmistakably like him. With his father watching and enemies closing in, Domenico has no choice but to offer Delfina a contract marriage—one designed to deceive his father and secure his position. But Delfina didn’t return just to survive. She comes back with two goals; to make her family pay for their betrayal and to stop Filippo from selling the shares she owns in his company. What happens when the dangerous man she’s supposed to fear wants to keep her around like a possession until he gets what he wants? Will Delfina use him just as ruthlessly as he is using her? And what will become of them when enemies from both sides unite to tear them apart?

Suho has always lived between two worlds. One shaped by legacy, pride, and expectations he never chose, and another shaped by a heart that feels too deeply for the life he is meant to lead. He is cold, silent, charming, and smart when it comes to business. But he is gentle by nature, emotionally deep, and quietly devoted when it comes to his love. But love was never allowed to be part of his carefully arranged world. It was always meant to be negotiated, controlled, and contained. At this point in his life, Yerin is his everything. His first love, his only love. He is willing to go to any length to keep her, even when his family repeatedly refuses to accept her. Torn between a heart that refuses to let go and a lineage that demands an heir to carry the Kim legacy, Suho takes a decisive step, trying to hold on to Yerin without disappointing the family that expects obedience and continuity from him. Then Hauen enters his life. Not through affection, but through a contract. Chosen not as a partner, but as a solution, Hauen becomes his wife in a marriage built for convenience. An agreement meant to secure an heir and protect the Kim family’s legacy. In return, Hauen enters this marriage to save her father’s bankrupt business. She is warm and gentle, yet guarded. Strong in quiet ways, carrying her own unspoken burdens. To the world, their marriage looks flawless. Polite smiles, perfect appearances, a union without cracks. To them, it is nothing more than a carefully written business contract, set to end after eighteen months. But life has little patience for plans built without truth. In the midst of calculated decisions and emotional restraint, fate pushes Suho into the lowest point of his life, breaking him in ways he never expected. Stripped of control, certainty, and pride, he is forced to confront the parts of himself he has never imagined. At his most fragile moment, the question is no longer about legacy or contracts. It's about Who will stay when everything collapses? Who will stand beside him when life is hard for him? And when life offers both unbearable loss and unexpected grace, will Suho have the courage to accept them? This is a story of love that begins as an obligation, fractures under destiny's test, and slowly transforms into something honest, real, and beautiful.

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.

[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.