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"I would rather die than birth a monster's child." She spat. This drew out a low derisive chuckle from the tall figure standing in front of her. He grabs her jaw firmly, forcing her to look into his eyes. His other hand further securing her wrists tightly above her head. The wall meets her spine because of how pinned she is against it. Lips hovering close to hers, he whispers, "Not only are you going to carry my child and birth it. I am going to keep you buried under me for as long as I wish. Making sure my cock is the only thing that you know and remember. Ruining you for anyone else like I did before." Shattered into a million pieces by her sixth heartbreak, Gweneth gave herself to alcohol and a reckless one night stand with a stranger. The stranger happens to be none other than the cold, charismatic Calix Lamont—her highschool bully and a spawn of the devil. He is someone that she had given her all to run away from. A man that she had swore to never encounter again. Two months later, Gweneth is faced with the dreadful realization of a pregnancy. As well as an ironclad contract from Calix Lamont to be his contract wife and birth the baby—all against her wishes. Hello readers, every page like, every collection, comment, reviews, power stones, gifts, golden tickets are all welcome and highly relevant. Thanks in advance!

Willow Hale survives the crash. Miles was driving. He walks away without a scratch. That should have been the worst part. It wasn't. She wakes up in a hospital bed and finds her life already gone. Miles stands beside her bed, calm, composed, holding another woman's hand. His boss's daughter. Christy Cordell. He tells the doctors everything. Voice steady. Eyes soft with concern. They broke up weeks before the accident, he says. Mutual. He only stayed because leaving felt cruel. Then he adds the detail that changes everything. Willow left him. For Zane. His best friend. The one man in the room who could end the lie with a single word. Zane looks at the floor. And nods. Drugged. Broken. Surrounded by faces repeating the same rehearsed story, Willow understands too late what is being built around her. One careless comment about confusion after trauma is all Miles needs. He turns betrayal into medical fact. Her engagement disappears in one clinical breath. Her memories become unreliable. Her grief gets filed under head injury. So, Willow stops arguing. Stops crying. Let them believe she's broken. But she remembers everything. This was never confusion. Miles had already replaced her before the crash ever happened. Zane just helped him bury the evidence. They think they rewrote her life while she was too shattered to stop them. They think silence means surrender. They have no idea what she's building behind that silence. Some men destroy loudly. The dangerous ones do it with soft voices, folded hands, and no blood anywhere in sight. And the quietest knife always cuts the deepest.

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

WARNING: Mature Content. He Craved Revenge. He is known to be ruthless, power-hungry, and untouchable. She never had a life of her own. She's powerless, forgotten, and unwanted. **** Being the daughter of the wealthiest man in the country sounded like a dream, but to Anna, it was a nightmare. Stolen at birth by her father's mistress, and raised as the ‘illegitimate’ daughter of the powerful Steele family. She was treated as nothing more than a slave. Abused, neglected, and overlooked. Her life took an even darker turn when her half-sister chased her off a cliff, leaving her to drown in the raging river. To her family, she was dead, erased from their lives forever. Except Anna didn't die. She was rescued by a man she thought was her savior. Instead, he became her captor. Forced to sign a deal with the cold, mysterious stranger who pulled her back from the jaw of death, little did she know that agreeing to marry him would mark the very beginning of her real nightmare. **** For ten years, Alexander Vaughn had one goal: destroy the Steele family. They took everything from him, now he was back to take their lives. But then, she fell straight into his grasp. Perfect. Six months. That was all he needed to ruin her, and the rest of her family. And the white-haired thing didn't fight back. She signed the contract. And that was when everything started to fall apart.

Julian Winslow, the leader of the Winslow Conglomerate, appears gentle and refined on the outside, but is in fact scheming and cold-blooded. Sam Hughes, an orphan abandoned by her family, is a social butterfly in high society, flitting among numerous men, yet never giving her heart away. His encounter with her was a twist of fate, an inescapable destiny. He married her, pampered her, and spoiled her. He meticulously plotted every step against her, exhausting all schemes and vowing to lock her by his side, even going so far as to use their child as bait to trap her. Then came the night his first love and Sam were taken by the same kidnappers, and Julian had to choose. He chose his first love. Sam and her captors went over the edge of a cliff. When he heard the news of her death, his gentle and refined face remained calm and composed, and he only said 2 words: "I know." But did he? Did he really know what he had just lost — or what was coming next?

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

The Keaton Family of Veridia, possessing a fortune of hundreds of billions, controls the economic lifeblood of the entire city. Preston Keaton, the head of the Keaton Family, is a refined and gentle man, self-restrained and courteous, exuding an extraordinary noble air with every move—a perfect gentleman. Evelyn Grant had once seen him from a distance at a banquet. The man was surrounded by a crowd, his features handsome and refined, his demeanor cultured and elegant—he was like the unattainable moon in the sky. She never imagined he would notice someone like her. She certainly never imagined being cornered by him, trapped like prey with nowhere to run. Panicked and helpless, she said, "I have someone I like!" The man lowered his gaze, trapping her in his embrace with a faint, soft laugh. "I know, but..." "So what." —— Evelyn knew the truth from the start. A woman of her status had no future with Preston Keaton. So when she finally decided to leave, she was calm. But she was blocked at the door by Preston. The man forced her back step by step, his smiling expression sending a chill through Evelyn's entire body. An intimate kiss landed on her forehead, his voice chillingly cold, "I'm sorry, babe." His smile vanished completely, replaced by a suffocating sense of pressure and loss of control. "You can't leave."

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.

My wife is pretending to be a bad student again. ###### After raising a foolish wife for nineteen years, she left a divorce paper and ran away! Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked calm: "She doesn't know the way, she won't get far." The subordinate reminded: "Madam has run abroad to compete..." Young Master remained expressionless: "She is a bad student, always last in every competition." The subordinate wiped his sweat: "But, Madam is a judge this time..." Mr. Emperor furrowed his brows: "Heh, what does a country girl know besides planting?" The subordinate wanted to cry: "A global top academic competition... in the men's category... as a judge..." He, who has a leg condition, suddenly stood up from the wheelchair: "I'll go compete!" = = At the competition venue. Looking at his foolish wife dressed as a man, handsome and charming, dominating all the awards; then in a long dress, radiant and mesmerizing, becoming a goddess revered in the fields of global medicine, pharmacy, botany, and even astrophysics... His eyes deepened: "No matter how amazing, she's still my woman!" Who would have thought, she arrogantly tossed a divorce paper: "Here, sign it!" [1v1 sweet love story, both heart-wrenching and heart-warming]

Betrayed by the person he trusted most, he was brutally besieged by enemies. He fought his way out of the encirclement and went undercover in the city, only to accidentally marry a magnificent female CEO! With his formidable medical skills and strength, Zhou Fan dominates the city, a charismatic dragon playing among the flowers!

The Fifth Young Master of the Yan Family has immense power and unmatched beauty, but his personality is unpredictable and his methods ruthless, making everyone afraid of him. Until he took in a young girl of unknown origin. The young girl, soft and clingy, was not only unafraid of him but followed him around all day, pitifully saying she wanted to repay him. In the end, he cherished her as a treasure, spoiling her to the core, wishing he could give her everything, only to find out she had no idea what liking someone meant. He angrily cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous: "Little Gua, if you keep making trouble, don't blame me for being rude." [1V1 Sweetheart, super indulgent!]

Five years ago, Wen Man was framed by her stepsister and spent an absurd night with a man she never met. She was pregnant for ten months but nearly died in the fire with her children. Five years later, she returned with the burden of a blood feud on her shoulders, and she was accompanied by a mischievous baby prodigy beside her. She had teamed up with her precious daughter to fight her scumbag father and get rid of her scumbag sister, turning the entire capital upside down. However, amidst their fight, how did she suddenly end up with another prodigal son? Moreover, her son insisted on forcing his CEO father to her door too. The son she got for free acted cutely and pretended to be pitiful, unhesitatingly throwing a tantrum to acknowledge his mother. The ultimate CEO Mo was confident of his victory. He immediately transferred the money. "Wifey, this is the empire that I've built for you!" Wen Man, "Get lost!" She had an intelligent daughter that she wanted to check the DNA of every man they met. She had an equally intelligent son who greeted her as his mother the first time they met. Did he detect her through their mother-and-son insight? Although their story was always full of twists and turns, sincere and sweet emotions were the best evidence of the protagonists' growth. Epilogue: A Conversation Between The Two Babies Mo Zhi did not know why, but the first time he saw this woman, he felt very close to her. He was convinced that this must be his mother. Wen Xiaoluo's eyes widened. "That's my mother! Where's your own mother?" A hint of coldness flashed across Mo Zhi's face. He answered gloomily, "I don't have a mother!" "How pitiful."Wen Xiaoluo sighed. Then, her eyes darted around. "How about this, we'll go look for your father tomorrow and make him marry my mother. That way, my mother will also be your mother!" #Female Lead: Kind, strong, skilled in medicine. She was not aware that she gave birth to a pair of twins five years ago, and she wanted to take revenge on the person who framed her. #Male lead: Cold and domineering, a rich and handsome CEO. He had a soft spot in his heart for his children. He mistakenly thought that the female lead was a woman with ulterior motives.

"Marry me, and it's the best revenge against them!" Young Master Xavier's words moved Hannah Lowell, who was facing the betrayal of her fiancé eloping with her half-sister. "We will just be a nominal couple for one year, and once the time is up, we will divorce." Young Master Xavier's words dispelled Hannah Lowell's concerns about a flash marriage. One day, Young Master Xavier's lie was uncovered. Hannah Lowell suddenly transformed into an enraged beast: "Benjamin Xavier, you big liar!"

On the first day Eve Sherman was taken back by her biological parents, she was forced to marry a man she had never met. After marriage, the two lived separately and didn't interfere with each other. Two years later, Eve Sherman got a promotion and heard that her company's CEO married young and spoiled his wife excessively. However, little did she know, the often-envied CEO's wife turned out to be none other than herself…

Upon his release from prison, she unexpectedly entangled with a mysterious prominent figure, directly obtaining their marriage certificate, and was spoiled to the skies! "Young Master Law, the Young Madam has been confessed to by a scumbag." "Break his leg for me!" "Young Master Law, someone is slandering the Young Madam as being kept." "Send the scandalous dirt of the opposite party to the trending searches!" "Young Master Law, it's bad; the Young Madam eloped with another man." The handsome and noble man was furious and immediately chased after her: "Let's go! Bring the cannon to blow him up!" One day, a reporter interviewed him: "Mr. Law, do you have any dreams?" The man looked at the girl with a doting smile: "Yes, to flirt with Cecilia, pamper Cecilia, and have Cecilia bear buns!" Everyone was shocked, and the next day, all the headlines in Stellerton became - The Eldest Young Master Law, unexpectedly a wife-doting fanatic! [1V1 absolute spoil of dual purity, the female protagonist is responsible for the beauty, the male protagonist is responsible for the pampering!]

She was reborn by borrowing her twin sister's identity; from then on, the useless young miss of the Sterling Family transformed into a goddess who crushes all. Just as she was having a blast taking revenge on the scumbags, she found herself entangled with the most mysterious man from the Valerius Clan. In Aurora Sterling's eyes, Damien Valerius was just a scoundrel, a drama king, and a shameless rogue! However, to Damien Valerius, this slyly mischievous little fiancée of his was the antidote he never wanted to be without for his entire life.

My new novel, "Rebirth of a '90s Spicy Little Wife: Young Master Mo, You're Too Hard to Seduce!", is now being serialized! Please give it your support! Gifting her mansions, luxury cars, and designer bags is his daily pampering. Accompanying her to raise hell and punish scumbags is his basic pampering. Before her rebirth, she was bullied, deceived, and had her life stolen from her. She loved him deeply but dared not confess and died a miserable death. After her rebirth, she makes a comeback, punishes the scumbags, and builds a fortune. She devotes herself to loving him, and from then on, reaches the pinnacle of her life. She said, "Mr. Nathan, having you in this life is enough!"

"You look so familiar, Miss, have we met somewhere before?" He looked at her with a smile.

Her three-year marriage to Tristan Grayson, in the end, was nothing but a joke. In the eyes and heart of Tristan Grayson, there was only one woman, and her name was Maggie Monroe. As for her, Mika Summers, she was merely a prop for a smokescreen. And so, covered in blood, she escaped his world... However, he refused to let her go. Finally, at the end of her rope, she said: "Tristan Grayson, what will it take for you to finally let me go!" "You are my woman, Tristan Grayson's. How could I possibly let you go?" ...