loveaftermarriage

For eight years, Lara Quinn has lived with an unrequited love for her cold, untouchable boss, Marco Blackwell, the powerful CEO of Blackwell International Holdings and heir to an ancient bloodline. He is brilliant, ruthless, and already engaged to his elegant childhood sweetheart. To everyone else, he is untouchable. To Lara, he is the dream she can never have. Lara does not believe in supernatural beings or in the legends that speak of humans bound to creatures born of the moon. Until one night changes everything. During the company's annual team building in the mountains, a violent storm traps them together beneath the Blood Moon. When desire breaks through restraint, Lara gives herself to Marco, unaware that one night of passion will awaken a bond older than time itself. By dawn, she bears his mark, and her life is no longer her own. The following morning, Marco returns to being cold and distant, treating her as if she means nothing after what happened between them. It breaks her heart, though she tries to hide the pain behind quiet smiles and lowered eyes. Back in the city, Marco proposes marriage. For one blissful moment, Lara believes her dream has finally come true until he tells her the truth. Their marriage will be nothing more than a contract, an agreement made to appease his clan and fulfill a prophecy that demands an heir. Once she gives him the child destiny requires, he will end their marriage and reward her with a fortune before marrying the woman he truly loves. Lara refused his proposal and threw the engagement ring at him out of anger, her voice trembling as she told him she would never marry someone like him. Still, she was left with no choice and said yes when life cornered her once again, forcing her to depend on the one man who had broken her heart. Even if it meant swallowing her pride and pretending she felt nothing, she wanted to stay by his side a little longer. It was foolish, she knew, but a part of her still hoped that one day, he might learn to love her too. But when she discovers she is pregnant, her fragile hope turns to fear. Determined to protect her child from the darkness that surrounds Marco's world, Lara runs. Yet Marco Blackwell is not a man who lets go of what is his, and now he will stop at nothing to find his wife. He thought fated mates were only a myth. But under the Blood Moon, one choice bound their souls forever. And now, as danger closes in, she must make an impossible choice: protect her child from the world that hunts them, or protect her heart from Marco Blackwell.

[Pure • Sweet • Enemies-to-Lovers • 1v1] Yun Ran—master physician, poisoner, and martial artist—was living her best life until lightning rewrote her résumé: now she’s the abused eldest daughter of a noble house. Forced into a wedding sedan by her scheming sister, she lands beside Highness Nangong Mo, rumored blind, crippled, and dying. Wedding-night script: Highness: “I’m a broken man; divorce me and be free.” Yun Ran (tearful): “I’ll stay till your last breath.” Inner monologue he hears: [Divorce? Why? Free mansion, endless gold. Once you croak, I’ll bury you and keep it all. Chef’s kiss.] Highness smiles thinly: “Charming plan, my dear.”

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.”

Lyra Moreau discovered she was married without ever saying “I do”!  What’s worse, her mystery husband turned out to be Percival Covington—the city’s most ruthless billionaire!  As the family’s scorned “illegitimate” daughter, she’s spent years hiding her genius mind while enduring abuse. She never imagined being bound to someone so dangerous.  When everyone expected him to annul their accidental union immediately, Percival stunned them all with his unexpected response: “My dear wife, why don’t we make this arrangement work?”

She, the second daughter of the Bluen consortium, a figure of envy among the rich second generation. No matter who she mentioned, they were all figures that others flocked towards. However, her boyfriend was getting married, but she was not the bride. She, who had always been so noble and lofty, was cruelly abandoned. He, the CEO of Valence Group, the intimidating young master of the Horne family and a prime example of the rich second generation. Little did people know, his bride ran away on the day he planned to register for marriage. He too, was cruelly abandoned. Laughably so, He was her soon-to-be brother-in-law. Seeing her angry and lonely future brother-in-law, she suddenly jeered, "We both have been abandoned. We would make a perfect pair." He pursed his lips in silence. The next day, he took her to the Civil Affairs Office to go through the marriage registration process, having her replace her runaway sister as his bride. (Declaration of Ownership Chapter) "Julia, I now realize that I have always loved you. Do you know that I think of you all the time? I married her just so I could have a secure footing in the company." Her ex-boyfriend, gripping her hand, whispered this soft confession of his misguided actions in the past. Before she could react, a strong hand appeared out of nowhere, fiercely grasping her ex-boyfriend's wrist. He cried out in pain, causing a stir among the guests at the wine party. He stood by her side, one arm draped across her shoulders, gently and passionately smiling while saying, "Wife, tell him, who am I to you?" Gazing at his handsome appearance, noble aura, and two bodyguards following him, her ex-boyfriend's face quickly drained of color, as if he had just realized something. (Cherishing Her Chapter) "Young master, the young mistress said something strange today." The housekeeper, trailing behind him, was reporting her daily activities. "What did she say?" "The young mistress said she wonders if snow flying in June would be beautiful." The housekeeper finished his report and carefully observed his reaction. After all, how could it be possible for there to be falling snow in the scorching heat of June? Once again, he pursed his lips in silence, then silently went upstairs. The next day. As soon as she stepped out of the main house, she was stunned. The sunrise filled the high sky while the expansive courtyard was covered in white snow. It was a vast expanse of white, as if it were midwinter, and countless snowflakes were dancing in the sky. The snowstorm was of extreme beauty.

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

(The end of the main text) The little bride who became Asia's richest man, strutting around City A. Scumbag looking for forgiveness? Think as far away as you can, and roll that far away from me! Old classmates mocking her? Throw a face full of rich and handsome at them, showcasing love at 360 degrees. "This house is so beautiful." Instantly, the property added one more garage. "That celebrity is so handsome!" The young idol announced his retirement that very night. "Husband, let's break up!" "99 billion, marry me!" "I won't!" The first day, the man who confessed his love to her disappeared. The second day, the man who proposed to her married someone else. The third day, all the male colleagues in the company quit. On the nth day, she knelt down to propose, "Husband, marry me!" [The new book "The Emperor's Favorite Marriage Addiction: Baby, Don't Flirt" has been published.]

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".

A marriage contract lasting three years, a marriage in name only, as if they were strangers. To provide for her child, she went out to work in a large corporation, only to find her boss was actually her contract husband... "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I chose the company because the salary was high enough." The man flipped through the resume in his hand and asked casually, “Why did you take a year off from university when you were 19?” “I, when I was a freshman... something happened in my family.” “Is that so? Then why do you have a scar on your lower abdomen?” “I had appendectomy...” His gaze was inscrutable. ...... After a three-year marriage, she signed the divorce agreement with a heavy heart. She turned and walked away with dignity and poise, like a splash of light ink. But why did this man keep pursuing her?

Recommended new novel: A heartwarming story set in the '90s, "Back to 1990, She Set the Surgical World on Fire" When Xie Wanying returned to 1996 and said she wanted to become a doctor, many laughed. "A phoenix begets a phoenix, a dog begets a dog. If a truck driver's daughter can become a doctor, then pigs can climb trees." "Not only do I want to be a doctor, but I also want to be a female thoracic surgeon," Xie Wanying declared. When medical relatives sarcastically told her, "There is not a single female leading thoracic surgeon in the country—who do you think you are!" After the college entrance exams, Xie Wanying entered the top surgical class in the country with the highest provincial science score, began as an intern in a top-tier capital hospital, and was fought over by the heads of surgery departments. She performed the world's first minimally invasive heart valve repair, marking the first surgery in the female surgical field! The Overseas Returnee Faction senior brother was a hot bachelor in the capital's circle and changed his QQ profile picture to one with his junior sister Xie. The young boss was a handsome man who came to the hospital every day to bring flowers and offer diamond rings. Not to mention the horde of well-wishers that had practically broken down the door of old Xie's house... —————— "No woman loves a man who's not a little bit bad." When a woman married him, everyone said, "This woman must be a bad woman who would stop at nothing to curry favor with him." Everyone was curious about what kind of person Mrs. Xiao was when they heard that Mr. Xiao had gotten married. "My wife has overshadowed me. Everyone knows she is deaf, so they blatantly speak ill of her in front of her and openly discuss the bad things they plan to do to her," Host: ............

[Complete 1V1 Pure Romance] Zhong Xiaoxiao had transmigrated. When she opened her eyes, she found herself on her wedding night, "You might as well prepare to be a widow." Before she could understand what was happening, her cheap husband had fled, and she became the vilified and reluctantly married country bride. Life is like a dream, but one must carry on. So what if her reputation was in tatters? Rolling up her sleeves, she set to work with her whole family. When they met again, even if they couldn't get a divorce, acting as a fake married couple was still an option, right? However, as she continued to pretend, she actually fell... [New recommendation "Reborn Husband Tender Wife"] A different style, I hope everyone will support it! Additionally, there's a big fan group: 827327490

"Hubby, I don't want anymore, I feel terrible..." "Baby, be good, finish up this medicine." The handsome man embraces the woman in his arms, coaxing her tenderly as he feeds her the medicine. Joanna Lawrence stumbles upon Ashton Heath, the most esteemed scion in all of Closia City, and ends up sleeping with him for the night. After he offers her benefits in exchange for their marriage, the newly appointed Mrs Heath suddenly has the power to have everything she ever wished for. "Hubby, I slapped the Movie Queen Faye today, was I too much?" "Baby, does your hand hurt? Let me rub it for you." "Hubby, I maxed out your credit card, are you angry?" "Baby, are you happy with your purchase? Let me know when you need more." "Hubby, I'm tired today, I don't want to move..."

Lyra Ashford, a young doctor, believed her life with her fiancé, Lucas Arden, was just beginning. But everything changed when Lucas suddenly left to go abroad, postponing their wedding without even asking her. He simply assumed she would wait for him to return. But Lyra, to protect her family, she agreed to marry Rowan Pierce instead—a man she never imagined she could love. At the altar, Rowan made it clear he would not accept a marriage of convenience. He wanted Lyra to choose him freely, not out of obligation.

At just twenty-four, Harper Thorne is the heiress to Ashford Industries, but power comes with a deadly price. With her parents gone and her ruthless uncle, Clark Thorne, circling like a vulture, Harper must fight to keep her family's legacy. According to her late father's will, she has ten days after her twenty-fourth birthday to get legally married, or lose control of the company forever.. Emotionless. Calculated. Desperate. Harper needs a husband fast, someone quiet, unthreatening, and easy to disappear when the time comes. She finds her answer in the kitchen of a luxury hotel: Jay, a soft-spoken, kind-eyed chef. She offers him five million dollars to marry her. No strings, no questions, just a signature. But Harper’s carefully built plan is a lie built on a bigger lie. Because “Jay” is actually Julian Rhodes, the reclusive billionaire CEO of Titan Enterprises and the most powerful man in the country. He’s been silently investigating Clark for years, and Harper’s offer gives him the perfect excuse to infiltrate her world and bring down his target. What begins as a fake marriage becomes a high-stakes war of secrets, control, and unspoken emotions. Harper thinks she hired a shield, but she unknowingly invited a predator into her home. If the world discovers Jay's real identity, Harper’s empire will crumble. But if Julian fails, Clark will destroy everything, and Harper’s life may be the price. She paid for protection. She got a man who plays by no one’s rules but his own.

Katherine has never had anything. Abandoned at birth. Raised in an orphanage she ran from at fifteen. Survived the streets. Became a stripper because it paid better than starving. So when a desperate wealthy family offers her a deal, she takes it without thinking twice. The deal: Pretend to be their daughter Elena till they find the real one and Walk down the aisle. Marry the man Elena was promised to. The man: Damien Corsetti. Billionaire. Ruthless. Rumored to have killed his first wife for betraying him. Katherine isn't scared. She's been through worse than some rich man with a reputation. Besides, she's not staying. She'll play the bride, take the money, and vanish. Except Damien doesn't let her vanish. Except Damien looks at her like he's been waiting for her to slip up since the moment she said "I do." Katherine thinks she's running a con. But Damien doesn't get conned. Damien doesn't get fooled. And Damien definitely doesn't let go of what's his. She wanted a fairy tale. She got a nightmare dressed in a three-piece suit. And the worst part? She's starting to like it.

Lara's trauma went from mild to chronic when she divorced her husband and went ahead to get inseminated from a sperm bank. She wants to be a single mother. Love has become a fairytale and men were only a bunch of liars and deceivers. She's done with marriage and love. Being a single mother would be the best decision she'd ever made. How would she have known that she made the wrong decision at that moment and fate turned her failure to fortune when she realised that she was carrying the child of the billionaire mogul Curtis Rodney. “You have just an option…” Curtis declared. Other options do not apply to him, he always has his way and the woman before him now has no option but to accept his decision as her only option. “And what is this option of yours?” Lara snapped at him.

To the world, Princess Ilaria of Caelwyn is a bride of duty. To her heart, she is a woman desperately chasing the love of the husband who will not look her way. All she ever wanted was for him to care; for him to turn his gaze toward her with the same fervor she carried in her heart. No matter how many times he pushed her away, no matter how cold the silence between them became, she never gave up. Not once did she allow herself to see him as someone unworthy of her love. To her, he was always worth it. And when love at last took root, when it bloomed against every storm that tried to tear them apart; when two hearts finally found each other and dared to beat as one… fate, as cruel and merciless as it is, reminded them that there were forces even love could never conquer. --EXCERPT-- Levan pressed his lips to her temple, his lips trembling as though the kiss itself might shatter him. One hand cradled her face with the kind of gentleness he had never shown anyone, while the other threaded weakly through her hair, trying futilely to soothe the sobs wracking his wife's body. His breath break unevenly, his eyes were shut tight, as if by closing them he could pretend this moment would never come. As if the world might let them stay this way forever. As if the reality of it all could be discarded just so that they could live however they wanted. He let his mouth fall against her cheek and linger there, tasting the salt of her tears as though they were his own. He did not move for a long while… because if this sorrow was the final piece of her he was allowed to carry, he wanted to etch it into his very soul. He wanted to remember the way she shook in his arms. He wanted to remember the sound of her muffled cries. He wanted to remember the warmth of her skin pressed so desperately against him. He wanted to remember her as his wife; his beloved. "Live, my love," he whispered, his voice raw and breaking, the words choking out of him like a prayer he could barely force past his throat. He buried his face against her hair so she would not see the tears spilling freely down his cheeks. "Even if it's far from me… live." --×-- >> Tags: [soft comfort • fluff • slow-paced *very* • angst • sweet • romance • slow burn • comedy • fantasy] >> Here if you like SLOW BURN angsty romance. >> Main conflict starts wayyy later. >> Word count per chapter: 1.5k ~ 2.3k

“Please, let me touch you,” his voice breaks, pleading. I laugh, overwhelmed by the irony of the situation. Because the very man who persecuted me so much is now the one reduced to nothing before me. His hair is a mess, eyes baggy with dark circles that note the sleepless nights. Those eyes once only reflected hatred for me, but now they’re begging desperately. “Why won’t you just let me come to you? Why does that bastard have to be near you all he wants but I’m not given any moment to even smell you?!!” His rage is laced with pain, his voice filled with bitterness and evident fear. Fear of losing me. “Why?” I ask. My voice is low, but steady. “Why should I let the man who’s abused me for so long come anywhere near me? Why should I give the man who’s watched his family and everyone humiliate me every moment of my life a chance?” My eyes burn with rage, tears welling up as I think back to the countless torture I had to endure. “Tell me why I should come back to the man who’s questioned my dignity and let another woman take my place!!!” “No, Lei, no,” his voice shakes, quiet as though every word costs him. The sound of his voice is barely audible, like it is drowning in regrets too heavy to undo. He draws near, hands trembling with eyes wide with guilt and regret. “It’s all over now. Sign the divorce papers if you still have a bit of a conscience left inside.” His quivering face turns tight with anger. “Why? So you can run off to those good for nothing goons who leer lustfully at you?!” His voice lowers, but remain steady and stern. “I will never let you go, Lei. Never!” I smile. My defiant eyes alone telling all there is to know. Because for me, there is never going back to him. •••••••• Leiara Rhys, the sole heiress to the Rhys Development, has always faced life head-on with one motto: “If it isn’t death, how bad can it be?” When she’s forced into an arranged marriage with Colson Hayes, heir to a rival company, she braces herself like always, determined to bury the fear, the pain, the grief deep inside. But nothing prepares her for the cold hatred in her husband’s eyes. A hatred rooted in a grudge she doesn’t understand. As Colson quietly vows to ruin her, Leiara becomes a pawn trapped between two powerful families and impossible expectations. Abused and subjected to all sorts of violence by her husband, family and his lover, Leiara’s carefully guarded heart begins to fracture. After all, the human heart isn’t a diamond that cannot break, nor a barrel that cannot overflow. When Leiara discovers that she isn’t the main character in this marriage but merely the mistress, the world she built on pain begins to crack. Forced to coexist with the main character, the true focus of her husband’s affection, she must remain in the background as she always has. But just when she’s ready to stop hoping and let go, something utterly unexpected happens. The very man whose eyes once reflected only her mistakes and imperfections now holds a tenderness and longing she doesn’t know how to trust. A boundless love she cannot seem to fully explore. And for Leiara, the irony of it all is just too cruel, yet too breaking to ignore. But one thing is for sure; she is no longer a puppet to be mistreated as they see fit.

Kang Hauen’s family is on the brink of ruin. To save them, she agrees to a contract marriage with Kim Suho, a cold CEO who demands a child within a year. The marriage is strictly business: no love, only duty. Yet, living under the same roof, Hauen discovers the man behind the icy exterior is more complicated than she imagined. But Suho’s heart belongs to another, the woman he truly loves. Trapped between obligation, desire, and jealousy, Hauen must navigate a world of luxury, secrets, and intimacy she never expected. In a marriage built on contracts, who will win the battle of hearts, and who will break first?