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Amelia Carter’s life was ruined in one night. Humiliated publicly by Adrian Knight, the cold and ruthless billionaire she had secretly loved for years, she disappeared from his world forever. Three years later, she’s back—strong, confident, and hiding a secret that could destroy Adrian’s powerful empire. She’s carrying his child. But Adrian isn’t the man he used to be. He’s ruthless, cunning, and determined to take revenge on the woman who humiliated him. As their lives collide, Amelia must protect her son, navigate the dangerous Knight family, and resist the man who still ignites a forbidden desire inside her. The question isn’t just whether Adrian will forgive her… it’s whether Amelia can survive the twisted game of love, betrayal, and family power that has only just begun.

Gianna Michaels, a passionate fashion design student, is set to marry Xavier Castillo, the enigmatic billionaire, as part of a long standing family arrangement. However, Gianna's parents, who aren't who she thinks they are, are set out for far more than the benefits of the arranged marriage. What would happen when the truth finally comes out? Would these two people find love in this arranged relationship and overcome all the odds or the villains are going to win this time just like they did 19 years ago?

On the night she thought would be the happiest of her life, Elena Vale was destroyed. Accused of betrayal. Shamed in front of the elite. Thrown away by the man she loved. And the worst part? His powerful father watched it all… without stopping it. Broken, jobless, and desperate to save her sick mother, Elena accepts an offer she never expected. “Marry me,” Damian Blackwood says calmly. “Not my son.” Cold. Dominant. Untouchable. Damian Blackwood is a man who does not love. Their marriage is meant to be a deal. A quiet revenge. A calculated move. But behind the contract lies a dangerous truth. Damian knew more than he should have. And Elena is not as powerless as she seems. As hatred turns into desire and revenge turns into something far more dangerous, Elena must decide: Will she remain the weak girl they humiliated? Or will she rise… and become the only woman powerful enough to bring the Blackwood empire to its knees? In a world of wealth, secrets, and betrayal, love may be the cruelest weapon of all.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

When my relatives adopted him, I didn't think much of it. But as we grew up, I started to hate him. He was perfect. Smart, charming, effortlessly good at everything. My parents, my teachers, even strangers-everyone loved him, and everyone started comparing me to him. "You should be more like him." "Why can't you do it like he does?" I thought he hated me too. Our silent competition, our cold stares-I was sure he wanted nothing to do with me. So imagine my surprise when our families arranged our marriage. I thought I was trapped in a loveless political marriage with my long-time rival. I was ready to grit my teeth and endure it. But slowly, strange things started to happen. He always knew where I was. My friends began to distance themselves. Anyone who showed interest in me disappeared. And his smile...It never quite reached his eyes. Turns out, he didn't hate me. Turns out, my husband is a hidden yandere. And now? He's making sure I can never leave. --- "I thought he was my rival. Turns out, I was always his obsession". "..........."

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

Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?

A one-night mistake changed everything. When Abby Brooks discovers she’s pregnant, the last person she expects to be the father is her cold, powerful boss, Liam Sterling,. A man who values control, reputation, and success above all else. Forced to work under the same roof while hiding a secret that could ruin them both, Abby struggles between protecting her heart and facing the truth. But Liam Sterling isn’t the kind of man who walks away from what’s his especially when he learns he has a child on the way. Love, power, betrayal, and desire collide in this intense office romance where the line between boss and lover disappears. Will their past mistake become their greatest regret… or their forever?

When a human enters a contract marriage with a soul, neither expects the union to expose a haunting and tragic truth.

He ruined her family. She became his wife to survive. When Ivy Carter’s father is framed and imprisoned, her world collapses overnight. With enemies closing in and her family destroyed, Ivy accepts the one offer she swore she never would—marriage to Damien Cross, the ruthless billionaire CEO responsible for her downfall. Their marriage is a contract. No love. No trust. No escape. But living under the same roof turns hatred into tension, and tension into something far more dangerous. As secrets unravel and powerful enemies target Ivy to control Damien, the line between protection and possession blurs. Because Damien Cross doesn’t lose what he claims. And Ivy was never meant to be his weakness— She was meant to be his undoing.

One crazy night in Vegas. One blurry chapel. One marriage certificate neither of them remembers signing. Elara Kane wakes up married to Damian Voss — the same ruthless CEO who just bought out her company and left her jobless. He wants an annulment yesterday. She wants to strangle him. But two pink lines on a test stick change everything. Now the ice-cold billionaire has a wife he can’t divorce and a baby on the way he never asked for. What starts as a fake marriage to save face turns into something dangerous: Damian can’t keep his hands off her. Every night he claims her, fills her, whispers “mine” like it’s the only word he knows. Elara fights it — she swore she’d never need a man — but every time he’s deep inside her, every time he looks at her belly like it’s his whole world, her heart cracks a little more. Scandal hits hard. The press calls her a gold-digger. The board wants him to choose: empire or family. Old enemies smell blood. And Elara has to decide if the man who ruined her life is worth risking her heart — and her future — all over again. A steamy, addictive ride of accidental vows, surprise pregnancy, and a CEO who’ll burn his world down to keep what’s his.

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.

[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.

Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

"You sold yourself to save them. Now I'll destroy them to keep you." Five years ago, Seraphina Winters made a devil's bargain. Her stepmother's medical bills were crushing her family. Her father was drowning in debt. Her stepsister Madison begged her: "Please, Sera. You're the only one beautiful enough. The Ashford family is desperate for a bride." The deal was simple: Marry Damien Ashford, the dying heir trapped in a wheelchair. Play the devoted wife at charity galas. Smile for the cameras. When he dies—six months, maybe a year—collect your widow's inheritance and save your family. No love. No touch. Just a transaction. Seraphina signed the contract in blood-red ink and became Mrs. Ashford overnight. For five years, she's lived in a golden cage. Her husband is cold, distant, barely speaks to her outside of public events. He sits in that wheelchair like a king on a broken throne, watching her with eyes that seem to see straight through her soul. She tells herself she's doing her duty. Tells herself it's temporary. Tells herself not to notice how devastatingly handsome he is when he thinks she's not looking. Then her stepsister Madison crosses the line. At the annual Ashford Foundation Gala, in front of Manhattan's elite, Madison humiliates Seraphina publicly—calls her a gold-digger, a whore who married a cripple for money, announces that their father gambled away everything and Sera's "sacrifice" was all for nothing. Seraphina runs from the ballroom in tears, her perfect facade shattered. Three days later, Madison is found dead. The news reports it as the work of the Ghost—New York's most feared assassin, the phantom who kills for the city's most powerful crime lord. Seraphina should be horrified. She should be grieving. Instead, she's watching the press conference, and a silhouette in the background catches her eye. The way he moves. The shape of his shoulders. That specific tilt of his head. Wait. She knows that silhouette. Her hands shake as she turns to look at her husband, sitting in his wheelchair across the room, eyes fixed on the television with an expression she's never seen before. Dark. Possessive. Satisfied. "Damien," she whispers. "What did you do?" He doesn't answer. But when he finally looks at her, his eyes are absolutely glacial. "I told you, Seraphina." His voice is velvet and violence. "In our wedding vows. Til death do us part." He stands up. Seraphina stops breathing. Damien Ashford walks toward her—no wheelchair, no weakness, nothing but lethal grace and terrifying power. He's been lying for five years. About everything. "You're mine," he says, backing her against the wall, his hand sliding possessively around her throat—not choking, just claiming. "You sold yourself to me. Signed the contract. Said the vows. And I've been waiting, Seraphina. So fucking patiently. For you to stop seeing me as the dying man and start seeing me as the monster I actually am." "The Ghost," she breathes. His smile is beautiful and terrible. "Your husband. Your monster. Your killer."

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.”

Gu Xia, known as the Red Monster, had always been the quirkiest one among women. She had an extraordinary personality, exceptional job, and magic touch. Loving to play the fool to catch the wise, she had been causing chaos everywhere since her youth. One day, she was suddenly whisked away and married by a man called "Little Fox," thinking she would just swindle some money from this supposedly foolish son of a landlord. Little did she know, this son was not only smart, but he also deeply imprinted her with a 'Little Fox' of his own. This trick turned into a lifetime, leaving her with a heart so consumed and soul so corrupted she had nowhere to escape. The story features strong leads, both male and female, delivers a deadly dose of sweetness, and is a hilariously heartwarming tale of pampering! Also, highly recommended is the completed hit novel by Pigpig, "Youth Begins with Meeting Him."

[Love After Marriage] Due to family interests, they got married, but in fact, they do not love each other. He has no interest in marriage, and neither does she. Moreover, she proved to everyone that she is not easy to mess with. By marrying into a rich family, her cunning stepmother and jealous sister will have nothing to do but please her. Hearing that her husband has deeply loved a woman for many years, she didn't care, as she had many ways to make him hate that woman. As for him, a tall and handsome but extremely unromantic guy, she had strong views: having peace, or getting a divorce!

She was framed by her sister and accidentally had a one-night stand with him. Later, he found various unreasonable excuses to force her to live with him. To seek revenge, she reluctantly agreed. "I...I thought you were gay!" She slowly retreated to the corner of the wall. "I thought you already knew the answer to that question that night," he said, emphasizing the word "that night". Later, to get a celebrity's headline news, she secretly sneaked into a grand engagement banquet. However... "Everyone, this is my fiancée." He said to the guests, holding her waist. Upon hearing this, her stepmother and sister were both stunned. With his help and her own efforts, she thought she was going to live a happy life. However, her company suddenly had a new boss... "You! You eat my food, live in my house, sleep with me, and how dare you deduct my salary!" "What about that night you slept with me and only gave me $50?" He said. She thought to herself: How could a billionaire be so petty about just $50! She would definitely divorce! Six years later... "Mommy! This uncle said he'll be our daddy if we pay him just $50! Should we get him?" "Mommy! I agree with that!"

Her first encounter with Qin Sijue is an unexpected one. While trying to hide from her pursuers, she accidentally barges into his changing room. Yet, their paths crosses again fatefully—after a fake marriage, she legally becomes his bride. She imagines that they will only interact before the agreement ends, after which they would have nothing to do with each other. However, Qin Sijue comes over with two red booklets—their wedding certificate. "Take them for an appraisal and see if they're real".