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Runaway Groom: An Accidental Love Story

When fate plays matchmaker, even running won’t save you. I’m Alexander Christopher Ethan: Ace the Great if you ask me and I’ve mastered two things in life: disappointing my father and dodging responsibility like it’s an Olympic sport. Seven years ago, a car crash stole my mom and almost took me with her. Dad shipped me abroad to “recover,” and I did… by partying, flirting, and pretending adulthood was someone else’s problem. Then one phone call ruins everything: “Come home.” My welcome-back surprise? An arranged engagement. To a man. A CEO Dad personally handpicked without bothering to ask me. I laugh. I argue. I throw the man’s photo into the fireplace without even looking—and I run. Biggest. Mistake. Ever. Dad’s men chase me through the city until I end up bleeding in an alley with a shattered leg. I’m sure this is how I die. Then he appears. A stranger who fights like an avenging angel and looks at me like I’m worth saving. Maybe it’s the blood loss, maybe it's destiny, but I kiss him, right there in the middle of the chaos. When everything settles, I lie: Lost phone. No home. No idea where to go. He believes me and offers one night. I take it. Then I take another… and another… until one night becomes a week and I’m stupidly, recklessly falling for him. His name is Gabriel. No family. No past. Just the life he built with his own hands. He calls me his shameless brat. I call him my angel. But angels don’t stay forever. My father's men eventually finds me. They drag me home to face my arranged fiancé.....the man I’ve been running from. It’s him. Gabriel. My angel. My lover. The self-made CEO who climbed from orphan to the head of my family’s empire. The man who pulled me from the burning car seven years ago and saved my life. The man I was always meant to marry. And now he realizes the truth: Ethan. Ace. The spoiled heir he was promised, and the runaway he fell for… are the same person. We were both running from this engagement… straight into each other’s arms. I thought I could outrun destiny. All I did was fall in love with it. Now we’re standing in the wreckage of lies, heartbreak, and second chances, and I have only one question: Was this fate… or the universe’s cruelest joke? Either way, I’m done running. Not from him. Not from us. Not from the future I tried so hard to escape. Because sometimes the person you’re meant for… is the one you’ve been running toward all along. TROPES • Arranged Marriage (But Make It Accidental) • Secret Identity / Mistaken Identity • Love at First Sight… Twice • Orphan-to-CEO Fiancé • “I Fell First, But He Fell Harder” • Shameless Brat × Patient Angel • Runaway Heir Meets His Destiny • Trauma Healing Through Love • Found Family • Fated Mates (Whether They Like It or Not) WHAT TO EXPECT • A spoiled heir who needs a reality check-up • A self-made CEO with a soft heart and hard fists • Explosive chemistry. • Healing old wounds while making new memories • Banter, chaos, and one extremely stressed-out father • A love story where destiny laughs the loudest Fate didn’t just play matchmaker it played me like a damn fiddle. And honestly? I’m not even mad about it. Ready for the chaos? Turn the page. Ace the Great One is about to get married… whether he likes it or not.
H_P_1345Azura · 14.3k Views

Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.
Violet_Melody99 · 1.2m Views

The Grand Duke's Soulmate

IMPORTANT NOTE: Please be known that this book wouldn't have made it this far without the support my dear writing buddy Rachel E. Canton who is a great writer of SINS OF THE SERAPHIM - https://www.webnovel.com/book/sins-of-the-seraphim_26438336605116805 and Derek J. Perna To Rachel & Derek, Thank you for everything! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the last heir of Ardel lost everything, fate would bring her to her rightful protector. Anna Adhemar, the forgotten princess, found herself betrayed by the Regent. Hunted by the Bargesians and the ruthless slave traders, she desperately fled for her life. Rescued by a mysterious man, her newfound safety was short-lived as she succumbed to a potent aphrodisiac. Then, she awoke in the arms of the fearsome Knight Commander of Gerhard, stripped bare, in a foreign kingdom. Fear, confusion, and a sense of profound devastation enveloped her. But the man before her declared, "I am your husband. I married you last night." Then, with unwavering determination, he vowed, " You're my woman now. No one can hurt my woman." --- Kyren Raychard, the Crown Prince who had chosen to forsake the throne and become celibate, led the Knights of Gerhard to safeguard his kingdom’s border from slave trading activities. Outside his camp, he found Anna poisoned and delirious. The healer informed him of the only cure, of which he must race against time to give and honour her. For the first time, he felt an overwhelming instinct to protect and claim her as his own. Unaware of his deepening affection, he belatedly realised his feelings as he stood on the brink of losing her. Bound by a soul-binding spell, their fates intertwined…
Rana_Chim_Chim · 1.2m Views

"My reason to live"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Hakan Nur--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yunus Nur, handed him the keys to the Nur's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his reign. After the ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on state matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Nur estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who he had lost connection to the day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the coffin, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door to his study clicked as then entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. The man then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he stared back at the ceiling, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of your late mother" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? merely curious to who it was? Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" Nur's eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>
DeryaYildirim · 4k Views

Billionaire's Hidden Wife

She lived as Zhao Mei, the forgotten girl no one wanted, an invisible shadow in a foster home that used her more than they raised her. Poor. Powerless. Unseen. One leaked clip changes everything. Overnight, she becomes the girl at the center of a national scandal linked to Zhang Wei, the cold, untouchable heir to one of China's most feared dynasties. To silence the chaos threatening his empire, he's forced into a marriage contract with the last girl he ever expected to protect. But fate was never finished with her. A near-fatal accident pulls them out of the public eye and shattered memories begin to return. She is not Zhao Mei. She is Liu Mei, the long-lost heiress of a tech dynasty that was erased by the family of the man she ever loved. Her past was buried. Her name stolen. Her bloodline hunted. Now she rises with a vengeance. With enemies closing in, with a mastermind desperate to finish what he started, and with Zhang Wei torn between the truth and the legacy he was born into Mei must decide what she stands for: Her grief. Her revenge. Or the man fate tied her soul to. In a world ruled by power, secrets, and dynasties a hidden wife will rise, an empire will tremble, and a forgotten heiress will reclaim the throne written in her blood. Get ready for a story of power, secrets, identity, and a love that should've never existed. If you enjoy slow-burn intensity, dynasty drama, and unstoppable character growth, welcome to The Billionaire's Hidden Wife.
Sharon_Gwen_0944 · 5.5k Views

Scarred Under Moonlight

She was never meant to be ordinary. From the moment she was born, every whisper of the wind and every flicker of the fire in her eyes foretold that she would be the first female Alpha in her pack’s long history. A leader not only strong in body but unshakable in spirit. She grew up knowing that her path was destined to be a great Alpha who would lead her people with pride, protect her territory with honor, and carry the weight of her pack on her shoulders without faltering. She was strong. She was untouchable. She was unbroken. But destiny has a cruel way of testing the ones it favors most. On the night before her eighteenth birthday the sacred day when her wolf would finally awaken and her true power would rise her world was shattered beyond recognition. Under the pale glow of the moon, what should have been her moment of hope and transformation became a night of betrayal and violation. Scarred in both body and soul, she was torn apart by someone she thought was nothing more than a passing stranger, a mere human. A man whose face haunted her dreams and whose touch carved fire into her skin. But the truth is darker than she ever imagined. Her attacker was no ordinary human at all. He carried within him the blood of legends. He was the last heir of the royal Bloodline Pack, a lineage older, stronger, and more feared than any other. His identity had been hidden by an ancient spell, a witch’s craft woven so carefully that no wolf could scent what he truly was until the veil was lifted. And the veil was only meant to fall when the rightful heir was ready to claim his throne. That night, under the cursed moonlight, his secret was revealed. Now, bound to him by a fate she cannot escape, her scar is more than just a reminder of her pain. It is a mark of destiny, tying her to the one wolf she should hate most, the Alpha Prince who broke her. But fate is crueler still, for her choice is not simple. She is hunted by enemies lurking in the shadows, packs hungry for blood, and secrets that threaten to consume everything she loves. The world around her teeters on the edge of chaos, and the burden of her choice grows heavier with every heartbeat.
Riverspearl · 2.5k Views