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He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand. I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration. By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married. Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied. Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him. When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking. He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?" I smiled, signed my name, and walked out. I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won. I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me. Game on.

I watched him from across the room, my heart pounding so violently I thought it would give me away. The man who had once promised me forever… didn’t recognize me. Three years. Three years of laughter, tears, whispered secrets, and midnight confessions—all erased from his mind like they had never existed. The life we built together, the nights we spent dreaming of a future, the mornings we woke in each other’s arms—gone. And yet, even without memory, he still drew me in. There was a pull I couldn’t explain, a spark that refused to die. But the world around us had changed. His mother, his ex-girlfriend Lina… they wanted to rewrite our story. They wanted to convince him that I was nothing. That I didn’t belong. I had two choices: leave and disappear, or stay and fight. I chose to fight. Because some loves don’t fade. Some hearts refuse to forget—even when the mind does. And I would do whatever it took to remind him… that I was his wife. That I was the one he had chosen. That I was the one he had loved. Even if it meant facing every lie, every betrayal, and every secret… alone. Because love like ours doesn’t wait for memory. It waits for hearts to remember. *** He woke up without his memories. But not without his instincts. Samirah thought losing him was the hardest thing she’d ever face. She was wrong. Watching her husband look her in the eyes… and not recognize her? That was worse. Now, she’s just a stranger in his hospital room. A stranger wearing his ring. A stranger carrying a past he doesn’t remember. But something isn’t right. Because even without his memories… He watches her too closely. Trusts her too easily. And reacts to her like his heart knows what his mind has forgotten.

The much-awaited “engagement of the year” brings together two powerful business families—the Browns and the Ashfords—in a dazzling display of wealth, status, and ambition. As elite guests gather and alliances quietly form beneath the glamour, Sherly Brown stands at the center of it all, poised to be engaged to the charismatic and influential heir, Harry Ashford—a man she has secretly admired for years. But behind Sherly’s composed exterior lies a past marked by betrayal, loss, and isolation within her own family. While the world sees her as a fortunate heiress stepping into a fairy tale, Sherly knows she is merely a figure in a carefully maintained illusion. As the celebration reaches its peak, an unexpected tension grips the hall—Harry is nowhere to be found. Whispers spread, unease grows, and the perfect evening begins to fracture. Just as doubt takes hold, Sherly receives a chilling message that shatters her hopes and hints at a devastating truth. When the doors finally open, what awaits is not the beginning of a dream—but the unraveling of one.

One day, a mysterious package arrived at my home. Inside was a quantum computer. Its performance far surpassed the technology of modern humanity. With it, anything could be hacked. Even the “Akashic Records,” the culmination of all knowledge and technology across the entire galaxy.

The Interstellar Era brought a new reality for humanity. Pollution and space pirates became the latest problems for the government. To Mu Ning, however, things weren't simple. At the height of her career, she got in an accident and ended up becoming a task executor. After completing countless missions and finally returning to her own world, she was greeted by two adorable twins… glaring at her. The worst part? They looked an awful lot like her. After digging deeper, Mu Ning almost wanted to beat herself up. Six years had passed since her accident, and another soul had taken over her body, leaving chaos everywhere. Bringing down her parents? Check. Ruining her sibling’s career? Check. Forcing a marriage with her long-time crush and earning the worst impression possible? Check. Mistreating her own children? Check. Destroying her entertainment company? Check. The checklist went on until Mu Ning’s head throbbed. Her only comfort was that she still knew tons of Earth recipes and had the spirit farmer to purify the land she owned. With danger hanging over her like a blade, Mu Ning had to fix everything and survive... while swearing to find the soul that messed up her life. And at the same time, she had to deal with her husband’s scheming white moonlight, an adopted daughter trying to steal her place, and a mother-in-law who couldn’t stand her! Rolling up her sleeves, Mu Ning let out a cold laugh. After living in so many worlds, very few things could truly scare her. ......................................................................... Extract 1: "Sign this divorce paper, if you still have even a little shame left." The cold, distant crown prince of the empire, Liam, looked at Mu Ning with complete indifference. Mu Ning felt her heart twist painfully. She had liked this man for more than five years. But some relationships simply couldn’t be forced. With a quiet sigh in her heart, Mu Ning signed the divorce papers. .......................................................................... Extract 2: [Alert! To survive, you must kiss Mu Ning within 10 seconds!] Liam blinked at Mu Ning with an innocent expression and blurted out, "Wife, my system is asking me to kiss you 10 times." System: "..." Liar! Mu Ning smirked coldly. "Get lost."

"I wasn't ghosted, darling. I was 'Underworld-ed'. There’s a massive difference." I’m Madison. A professional stalker with a PhD in "Who is that girl in his tagged photos from 2019?". I thought my biggest problem was Tyler not replying to my texts for 4 hours and 12 minutes. Little did I know, my digital footprint was so massive and obsessive that it caused a literal system crash in the Afterlife. The demons were exhausted from overtime, the paperwork was piling up in heaps of brimstone, and the Prince of Hell? He was officially done with my constant "Is he online?" inquiries. So, they did the only logical thing: They kidnapped me. Now, I’m stuck in a dimension where the dress code is a human rights violation, the VIP lounge looks like a cheap motel, and the ruler of the Underworld—Prince Astaroth—is a thousand times hotter than Tyler but has the emotional intelligence of a teaspoon. But they underestimated one thing.You don't bring a professional stalker to Hell and expect her to follow the rules. MY GOALS : If I’m staying in Hell, we’re switching this 'tacky' fire-and-brimstone look for a 'Luxury Old Money' aesthetic. Immediately. I might have arrived here as a heartbroken stalker, but I’m leaving as the most feared, most fabulous "Toxic-Slayer" these realms have ever seen. "Honey, if you're going to Hell anyway, you might as well do it in six-inch heels."

She gave him five years. He gave her divorce papers. When Callum Reid woke up from a near-fatal accident, he remembered everything — except her. Except Elara. Except five years of a love so complete it had reshaped both of them. Into that void stepped Victoria Ashford, his ex, who had been waiting for exactly this moment. With deliberate, practiced cruelty, she rebuilt Callum's world without Elara in it. And Callum — confused, empty, desperate for an anchor — believed every word. Elara didn't fight it. What was she supposed to do — stand over a man who couldn't remember her and demand love back? She signed the papers. She walked away. She rebuilt herself from ash. Two years later, she's the CEO of Voss Creatives, the most talked-about design firm in the city. She has a name, a spine, and a life that owes nothing to anyone. And then the deal that throws her back into Callum Reid's orbit. He doesn't remember her. But something in him won't leave her alone. He's cold, he's confusing, he shows up everywhere — and every time she looks at him, she has to choose, all over again, not to feel it. But Elara has secrets. And the accident that stole Callum's memory was not an accident. And the truth, when it finally surfaces, will not be quiet. *Some love stories are about falling. This one is about what happens after you've already hit the ground — and what you do when you find out it wasn't an accident that you fell

Louis Smith never believed in love, he always thought of it as a dead weight. Claire Montgomery never allowed herself to hope for it. When a one-month contract marriage becomes the only way for him to secure the CEO seat he’s worked for his entire life, he is left to ask the one person he found fitting— and she agrees because deep down she would love to fully understand the complexities of the marriage her friends have idolized. She’s been quietly carrying the weight of family expectations, personal insecurities, and the fear of being alone in a world that measures women by their marital status. Accepting this contract is her chance to step into control of her own story, even if it’s only for a month. Living together, sharing small moments, pretending to be a married couple… it doesn’t stay pretend for long. The walls they’ve built around their hearts begin to crumble, leaving them vulnerable in ways neither anticipated. And when fear, pride, and past pain collide, the contract ends and so does the fragile trust they’ve started to build. For him, it becomes a lesson in loss. For her, a test of self-respect. And for both, the realization that love doesn’t follow contracts or timelines. Now he has three months to prove he’s more than the man who walked away… to show her that love isn’t something you fear, it’s something worth fighting for.

I watched as Dad looked at me with some kind of angered expression, as usual he believes her.  " Fiona, how many times do i have to tell you to have some respect for my wife? Whether you like it or not she's now your mother. Is this a way to treat your mother"?  "She can never be my mother, she doesn't even have the qualities of being a mother. Why do you always side with her? Can't you see the way she's treating me"?  "Enough Fiona"!!! "You promised mom that you'd always love me and take care of me, but I'm a slave in my own father's house"!! "Hey, don't try to manipulate my husband, what you did was wrong and you expect me not to caution you? Go to your room" I just watched as Dad expression fell, she was manipulating him and turning him against his own daughter.  "You heard her Fiona, go to your room".

Lucas Elliott, the formidable CEO of ZigLan Corp. is known to the boardroom as "The Ice King" and to the underworld as the lethal Elian. Behind his iron mask, he battles with Cystic Agnosia, a rare neurological disorder that leaves him suffering from cold-induced seizures and psychological isolation . He has built his life on absolute control, until one night of drug-induced passion with a stranger shatters his icy resolve. Beatrice Kingston, a talented designer from the humble streets of Oakhills, is the victim of her sister’s cruel envy. Orchestrated into a high-stakes betrayal, she finds herself pregnant with the heir to an empire she doesn't understand. When Lucas discovers her, he whisks her away, to hide her from the vipers in his own family and his ruthless rival, Damien. As the "Ice King" begins to melt under the warmth of Beatrice’s presence, the war turns deadly. With Damien tightening his grip on the government and the underworld, Lucas must navigate a minefield of sabotage and secrets. In a world where love is a liability and power is a death sentence, Lucas and Beatrice must decide if their fragile bond is a sanctuary or a target.

In a world where ancient spirit are bound by the cold iron and the Oracle rules through fear, two souls find themselves ensnared in a web of divine control. Soren, a man of lethal silence and terrifying power, was never meant to be a servant. He is an anomaly a force of nature whose very presence makes the shadows bow. Amara, a woman of the soil, is the ground, his forced spiritual anchor. Bound by a mystical force that mirrors their heartbeats, they are prisoners in a palace of gold and secrets. But what the Oracle intended as a leash has become something far more dangerous, an unbreakable obsession

The office turns into a battlefield. Vivian faces sabotage from within, and a mysterious figure named Daniel,a ghost from their past begins orchestrating a takeover. Despite Vivian’s public coldness and ruthless treatment, Well silently acts as her protector. He begins to uncover a web of betrayal involving the staff, realizing that the person trying to bring down the company is someone close to him.

Maria wakes up in a stranger's bed, naked and confused, with no memory of how she got there. A handsome man emerges from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and calls her "Wifey". He shows her a marriage certificate - it turns out they got married the day before! Maria's shocked and demands a divorce, but her dramatic parents arrive, embracing the unexpected union. As tensions rise, Maria storms out to find her best friend, determined to clear her head.

Alone and desperate to get out of debt, Ava begins to work odd jobs to keep herself afloat. She calls her gift for singing a silly talent and uses it to earn small cash at local bars. But a simple song from her was able to put Leon Prescott to sleep in seconds. Leon is old, wealthy and has insomnia. He walked into the bar that night hoping to spend the money he didn’t need on girls who needed it. Ava was the lucky girl of the night. She sang to him, he fell asleep immediately. Something that never happened. He needed her, he had to find her but she was gone. Destined to meet again, Ava is handed a contract. Move into Leon’s mansion as a live-in personal assistant and sing him to bed every night and get a hefty pay. The desperation caved in and killed her independence. She accepted, thus walking into a life of love, pain, and war.

[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.

He thought he was the one pulling the strings. He thought she was just a tool to be used in his ruthless game of revenge. He was wrong. Zane Dankworth is a man who has never lost. To destroy the enemy who ruined his life, he needs the perfect tool; the Director’s beautiful daughter, Ruby. She was supposed to be a temporary fix, a pawn to get him what he wanted, and nothing more. The rules were simple,Don’t get attached. But as Zane draws Ruby deeper into his dangerous world, the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. Every time he uses her, he finds himself wanting to protect her instead. Every lie he tells her feels like a dagger to his own heart. In a game of love and lies, who will be the first to fall?

SYNOPSIS They say the enemy of my enemy is my friend but what happens when that friend becomes an enemy you cannot escape? Fiona Brett's rise as a promising actress is abruptly derailed when her parents, desperate to save the family from financial ruin, accept a marriage proposal on her behalf from a man she barely knows. Forced to shoulder the burden of her family’s survival, Fiona is compelled to sacrifice her own dreams. Seeking solace, she turns to the love of her life, Alexander only to discover him entangled with her own sister. Betrayed and heartbroken, Fiona meets a tragic end at the hands of those she trusted most. But fate gives her a second chance. Reborn on the very day everything fell apart, Fiona awakens with a burning resolve: revenge. Determined to reclaim her life, she strikes a dangerous deal with her fiancé, a pact laced with thorns and unforeseen consequences. As her past wounds begin to heal, Fiona finds her heart ensnared deeper than ever by Manson’s dangerous game yet even he is unaware that he, too, has been caught in its snare. Together, they step into a world far darker than Fiona could have imagined: a world of deception, hidden truths, ruthless manipulators, and long-burried sins. She soon realizes that the game she thought was hers alone is far larger than any personal vengeance, orchestrated by forces far beyond Manson, herself, or any other player. In a tangled web of greed, betrayal, and power, one question remains: who will emerge victorious?

Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

After being brutally killed by her husband and stepsister after child birth. Isadora Hayes miraculously goes back in time to six years before everything happened..... Will she be able to stop the inevitable. Can she change her fate bounded in the hands of her envious stepsister and horrible scum husband Will she be able to love the one person that truly loved her

She is silence. He is power. In a world where decisions are signed in blood and trust comes at a high price, emotions are a weakness. Mirey Ellis lives by strict rules: Don’t fall in love. Don’t stand out. Don’t let yourself believe. But he always comes wearing a tie. And one day, he leaves without it. From that moment on, everything that was supposed to remain impossible begins. Passion. Control. A game. And the silence where every heartbeat is heard.