loveaftermarriage

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 • VERY slow-paced • 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

Arianne Summers was once the most feared woman in the business world—until love became her fatal mistake. Publicly betrayed by her fiancé, her empire stolen in a calculated corporate takeover, Arianne vanished from the spotlight, determined never to return. Five years later, her quiet life is interrupted by an unexpected knock. On her doorstep stand two scheming four-year-old twins holding a handmade sign: “Marry Our Uncle!” Their uncle, Franz Rochefort, is a world-famous actor reluctantly thrust into the role of CEO after his brother’s death. Overwhelmed, underestimated, and struggling to keep both his company and his family together, Franz needs help—even if he doesn’t know it yet. What begins as a logical, temporary arrangement quickly spirals into chaos as fake dates turn real, old enemies resurface, and two tiny matchmakers launch Operation: Make Uncle and New Aunt Fall in Love. In a world where power is currency and love is a liability, Arianne must choose—revenge against the past, or the unexpected family she never planned to have. A ruthless CEO. A reluctant superstar. Two scheming children. And a love story that was never part of the plan. #ceoromance #reversedroles #slowpaced #loveaftermarriage special thanks to @schreient_rui

Esme Wynter’s marriage to Lennox Mercer was written like a business plan. He gave her protection and power; she gave him peace and a convenient alliance. She told herself she didn’t need love. He made it clear he didn’t believe in it. But when the test site collapsed, Lennox threw himself over her without hesitation— and Esme’s last memory was his heartbeat against hers before everything went dark. When she opened her eyes again, she was surrounded by blinding white light, unable to move forward, and unable to return. Then a guide told her she and him were not fated, and their connection had become a curse, one that doomed them both whenever they tried to love. And then came the rules: You must not fall in love with him. You must ensure he finds his destined partner in each lifetime. You must not intervene beyond your designated role. Break them, and one—or both—will die. Fail all five lifetimes, and your souls would be erased forever. Each time Esme awakens, she forgets the last. Each time, she meets him again— as a king, a freedom fighter, a general, a mercenary. And each time, her heart betrays her before her mind can remember. And in his own distant eyes, there is the hidden craving for her love, like a man trying to recall a dream he’s not supposed to have. She was never meant to fall for him again. But perhaps… he never stopped loving her.

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

“I shall always chase you my bird, golden golden golden my love, my Canary I the wolf shall follow you”.  Three very unlikely people come together in love. A quiet chubby plain looking girl whose friends have all married but her.  A Duke who's been overseas for almost all his life following the emperors order. And a soon to be Viscount who spends all his time in books and business. What the Emperor and Canary’s father out toftehr to lessen the power of the Duke and bring more power to them with the viscount turns into what others didn’t image it would turn into a love story. What turns into them both trying to win the marriage of Canary to gain the diamond mine and she’s that would gain them more power turns into something more tragic. With betrayal, heartbreak, gainful trust and love. Who will Canary choose and when she has chosen or the man her parents has chosen for her. Will it truly be love and end in peace or will something more sad? This is the love story of The Canary and The Wolf. 

The Setup Elena Thorne is a woman with a legacy to save. Her family’s textile business is on the brink of collapse, threatening the livelihoods of hundreds of workers. Julian Vane is a billionaire with a cold reputation and a ticking clock; his grandfather’s will demands he marry by his thirty-fifth birthday or lose his position as Chairman of Vane Holdings. ​The Deal The two strike a cold, calculated bargain: a one-year contract marriage. Julian provides the five-million-dollar bailout Elena needs, and in exchange, Elena plays the role of the devoted wife to secure Julian's inheritance. The rules are strict: separate rooms, no real romance, and a clean divorce after 365 days. ​The Conflict As they move into Julian’s hollow, glass-and-steel penthouse, the line between acting and reality begins to blur. Their first public appearance at a high-stakes gala proves they are a powerful team, successfully fooling Julian’s suspicious grandfather. However, Elena begins to see the lonely, guarded man behind Julian’s "Ice King" persona, while Julian finds himself drawn to Elena’s genuine heart and fierce loyalty. ​The Stakes While they are partners in a "business transaction," the outside world is watching. With prying reporters, a skeptical family, and their own growing chemistry, the two must decide if they are just playing parts in a play—or if the only thing more dangerous than losing their companies is losing their hearts.

Lydia Martin, a Null scentless and powerless defect in a world of dominant werewolves. Sold by her pack to settle a debt, she becomes the property of Damien Blackwood, a billionaire Alpha shrouded in terrifying rumors. He hasn’t shifted in a decade, and his winter cold eyes hold a secret more dangerous than his reputation. Damien didn’t buy her for submission. He bought her for her silence. As his personal lab assistant, Lydia handles the cursed serum that keeps his monstrous transformation at bay. But when her latent Omega power, a force that can calm or command any wolf awakens, their transactional hellscape ignites. Now, the man who owns her needs her to survive, and the pack that discarded her wants her dead. In a war between ancient curses and stolen power, Lydia must choose to either break the Alpha who bought her or save the man who might be her fated mate.

WARNING! DARK ROMANCE. she thought after graduation it’d be boring, like blazers and deadlines and maybe shitty coffee. not… this. not waking up next to someone who could buy a whole city just because he felt like it. fate probably packed its bag, booked a one-way flight, and said “good luck, babe,” because what kind of joke is marrying the man everyone whispers about but no one’s actually seen? he doesn’t talk much. he doesn’t need to. the room bends around him, and somehow she’s the idiot standing there pretending she’s not scared. he’s cold, or that’s what she tells herself, until he’s not. until the smile looks like danger and the touch feels like a threat dressed up as affection. and maybe it’s love. maybe it’s something uglier. maybe it’s both, tangled so tight she can’t tell which is choking her first. either way, there’s no running. not from him. not from what he is. Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE

DISCLAIMER‼️ This novel is a work of fiction. All names, cities, events, and characters are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real people or situations is purely coincidental. Do not copy, paste, or redistribute any part of this story without the author’s permission. Follow IG: @cahyaniputeri95 ●●●●● Dewi thought marrying Topan—the coldest young CEO in all of Florentia—would mean a life full of rules and piercing stares. And she wasn’t wrong. The man is strict, unpredictable, and makes her heart work overtime every single day. But behind his icy attitude and that deep baritone that always sounds angry, Dewi starts noticing things she never expected: small gestures, rushed touches, and quiet protectiveness that slowly turns her world upside down. Just when their marriage begins to warm up, a storm from her family hits hard. A hidden truth about her parents is revealed. Merry is not her father’s biological daughter. Old affairs resurface, and divorce threatens to tear Dewi’s family apart. Before Dewi can breathe, Topan’s past shows up at their door—Marinka, the ex-fiancée who once ruined his life. And then there’s Ryuji, Topan’s older brother… the man from Dewi’s own dark past. The man who left her years ago for a model. Brotherly conflict, the Sagara family’s chaos, anger, miscarriage, and the fear of losing each other slowly eat them alive. Can Dewi and Topan keep holding on… when the world keeps pulling them in opposite directions? ......... “As long as you’re my wife, I’ll protect you. Whatever it is, just be honest with me. I’m here… and I won’t leave.” “Why don’t we just separate?! Why?! Don’t force something that’s already broken from the start!” .........

ava a kind and beautiful women who last her family in young age...from then she is living with maron family who was best friends to her parents... but the son of mr maron named devid hates her alot from young age because his father always priorities her over him ... which made him insecure from childhood.. he went to abroad for his studies after he came back his father wants him to marry him to ava... because he knows he can't trust her with somebody... cuz it's avas parents last wish .... as devid will taken over the ceo position... after marriage devid treat her bad and use her .. even they is something big happened in her life... but he ruin it .. that's where the story begins .. where he realised the guild love and feelings for her .. but she is not more his... for more information stay tuned....

Only the queens of old-the lost queens, the ones whose names had been struck from the histories-had once possessed such a gift. They were remembered not with reverence, but with dread. For the power of luminance was said to enchant the will of others, to bind devotion, to awaken desire so deep it unraveled kings. A gift that could topple thrones.

On the night of her engagement party, Alayna Sandra discovers her future contract husband is cheating on her with her own sister. She's shattered, broken, and furious all at once. So when she finds his stepbrother, Dafa Halton, she marries him instead. But now, why is her ex fiance the one begging her to come back? And who would have thought that his useless stepbrother would turn out to be the best man she's ever met. -Love Reclamation: Escaping My Contract Husband, Finding His Stepbrother By Yuliaresi Anjelina

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After her father’s business empire vanished in a single night of fire and blood, Lyra Belrose went from the city’s most eligible heiress to its most desperate debtor. With a ten-million-dollar price tag on her head and enemies closing in, she has only one move left. She breaks into the high-security penthouse of the most dangerous man in the elite circles—Silas Vane, the man they call the King of Sin. But Silas doesn’t want her arrested. He doesn’t want her apologies. He wants the one thing money can't buy: her total, unyielding submission. He proposes a deal that sounds like a lifeline but feels like a leash. "Ninety days, Lyra. You play the devoted wife to the world, and you follow every command I give behind closed doors. At the end of it, the ten million is gone." The last thing she wanted was to sell her soul to a monster. But for Lyra, the devil’s contract is the only way to survive. Sell your body to the King of Sin for three months. How hard can that be? Excerpt: "How many, Lyra?" I gasped, my fingers digging into the edge of the mahogany desk as the low vibration hummed inside me, relentless and cruel. "I... I don't know..." I said, letting out a moan of irresistible pleasure. "Count," Silas growled, his voice a dark warning against my ear. I could feel the heat of him behind me, the silver remote in his hand a silent reminder of his absolute control. "Three!" I shrieked as he dialed the intensity higher. "Wrong." My knees buckled, but he caught my waist, his large, calloused hand pinning me flush against him. "You missed the first two pulses while you were busy trying to defy me. Now, we start over. And this time, if you lose count, I won't just use the remote." I tried to turn my head, but his grip tightened on my hair, forcing me to look at our reflection in the floor-to-ceiling glass. "Move again," he whispered, his lips grazing my burning ear, "and you'll find out exactly why they call this a sinful debt." ~★~ A/N: This book is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. All characters, locations, and scenarios are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real-life events or persons is entirely coincidental. Disclaimer: This story contains mature themes, high-tension power dynamics, and explicit content. Please read responsibly. All rights reserved.

Five years ago, Stephanie was branded a homewrecker and cast as the villain in her sister’s love story. “The woman who tried to steal her sister’s fiancé.” “Homewrecker genes are hereditary. Like mother, like daughter.” Those whispers followed her everywhere. Now, under her grandfather’s pressure, she was forced to meet his friend’s grandson, Cliff Graham, the most notorious womanizer in the country. Cliff wants only one thing: a marriage that will satisfy his grandfather. “Be my wife for one year in the public eye.” It is the perfect deal. Her reputation could be restored. Her grandparents would finally stop pressuring her. Yet, to his surprise, she refuses. “I’m sorry, Mr. Graham. I can’t comply with your wishes.” Discord: https://discord.gg/VXhcPVEjcD 1 bonus chapter for 1 review

Hua Manman never expected to transmigrate into a satisfying palace-intrigue novel, becoming the cannon fodder female supporting character in the book. She tried to turn the tables, but discovered that as long as she didn't act according to the plot, she would feel a heart-wrenching pain as if being stabbed by a knife. In that case, she might as well just lie flat and be a salted fish! But what was baffling was, why did that Prince Zhao, known for being sinister, ruthless, and treacherous, always like to stare at her? ... Prince Zhao discovered that something seemed to be wrong with his ears. As long as he stared at someone, he could hear that person's inner thoughts. For example, right now, Hua Manman was crying with tears streaming down her beautiful face: "To be able to receive the Prince's favor is truly a blessing this humble servant has cultivated in a past life!" However, what she was thinking in her heart was— "Oh my, this chili oil today has quite a kick! It's making me cry so hard I can't even stop." ... (1v1, Sweet)

[Frail Beauty + Disabled Big Shot + Interdimensional Space with Supplies + Cannon Fodder Fake Heiress + Period-Setting Farming + Gourmet Food + Medical Skills + Sweet Doting Romance + Multiple Identities] Gu Jiaojiao, a medical doctor, had just received the medical interdimensional space her grandfather spent a fortune creating for her when her soul transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the cannon fodder fake heiress. By a strange twist of fate, she also married a paralyzed, rugged man!! No problem, she has a hundred billion in medical supplies. Her disabled husband can be fixed up to turn his fortunes around. The money, treasures, and her disabled husband's disability pension are all hers! Gu Jiaojiao, wielding her medical space, rises to the pinnacle of the medical industry. But unexpectedly, she finds she can also dominate in other fields, trampling all those with ill intentions under her feet. Too many secret identities, what can you do? In her spare time, she torments scumbags and crushes the big shot's unwanted romantic admirers. * The rumored taciturn and decisive big shot figures the only way to keep his beautiful, wealthy young wife is to have a baby, and fast. If one isn't enough, then have another...

A modern royal setting, the male lead has a leg disability. Five years ago, their statuses were worlds apart. He was the Prince of a nation and she was a commoner; they were fated to end in divorce. When others mocked her for marrying a cripple, she would only give a faint smile. When they divorced, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Am I..." Five years later, they met again. The next day, he came with money to pester her relentlessly.

The legitimate younger sister insists on exchanging marriage, sending me to become the Marchioness. 【The main wife of the Marquis Mansion only wants to make money, whether love is involved depends on her mood + exchanged marriage group + hair-pulling + rough man self-strategy】 After Qin Yuan was reborn, she discovered that her legitimate younger sister was also reborn. Not only did she snatch Qin Yuan's previous life's husband, the poor scholar, but she also strongly facilitated Qin Yuan's marriage to her previous life's brother-in-law, Dingbei Marquis. Although it's strange why her legitimate younger sister did this, when a pie falls from the sky, you have to catch it! In the previous life, the legitimate younger sister was envious of her: "Since childhood, Qin Yuan could only pick what I didn't want. Why did she become the Prime Minister's wife and enjoy honor and glory, while I was abandoned by my husband, dominated by concubines, and suffered alone all my life?" In this life, the legitimate younger sister is desperate: "Why is Qin Yuan living even better?! Where is my Prime Minister's wife position? Why is my husband still a sesame official? Not only is the mother-in-law difficult to deal with, but there is also a childhood cousin coveting him fiercely!" Qin Yuan chuckled: "This forcibly offered position of Marchioness is quite nice, tut tut... I can do business, excel in medical incense, have strategies, and possess brilliant plans. In the previous life, it was all due to my own efforts that I schemed to become the Prime Minister's wife. My naive good sister." In the previous life, her husband locks himself with her legitimate younger sister, but in this life Qin Yuan won't expend any effort pushing him upwards; isn't it better to achieve it by herself? — Dingbei Marquis, who postponed marriage to protect the borders, is a War God in armor, and a handsome gentleman without a beard, with a line of women fond of him reaching a myriad. On the wedding night, he abandoned his young wife, thinking coaxing her is enough. Later... He discovered she didn't care at all and was constantly coaxing him for fun. Marquis Mansion daily: Dingbei Marquis kneels at the door: "I know I exist in your heart, madam, please give me another chance." After a while, Qin Yuan: "Depends on my mood." Others: Tut tut, The Marquis is just the Marchioness' lickspittle, professional.

Modern medical virtuoso Su Tang transmigrates into the body of a 1970s Shanghai belle. Fearing for her safety, her parents send her—along with their entire fortune—to the military family compound. The original owner of this body had been spoiled and willful, causing trouble everywhere she went. In the end, she was divorced and met a tragic fate. Familiar with the plot, Su Tang knows that only one person can protect her—the husband she has never met. She prepares herself mentally, but when she finally arrives at the compound and sees the cold-faced, rugged man standing before her, she still swallows nervously. He looks so fierce. He wouldn’t hit someone, would he? … Lu Xiao’s marriage was arranged by his parents. He had never met Su Tang. All he knew was that his wife was a pampered young lady who had never lifted a finger. He despised such petty-bourgeois habits and held no favorable impression of her. On the day Su Tang steps into the family compound with her marriage certificate, Lu Xiao takes her luggage with a cold expression—only for something soft and warm to be pressed into his hands. His little wife stands on her tiptoes, carefully tying a hand-knitted scarf around his neck. “I heard the northwest winds are like knives,” she says softly in a gentle Wu dialect. “So I specially added some cashmere.” Lu Xiao’s Adam’s apple bobs. The tips of his ears quietly turn red as he picks up all her belongings. City girls were good at firing sugar-coated bullets. He definitely wasn’t falling for it. But later… Every time Su Tang spoke to him in that soft, coquettish tone, Lu Xiao found himself wishing he could climb to the heavens and pluck the stars just for her.

How can life be the same, no matter who you spend it with? Xue Yue got married. To save her brother's life, she sold herself into marriage for 500 yuan. He Lang hadn't been home for several days. He never would have thought that upon returning, he'd find his room occupied, his bed slept in, and... an extra wife. He Lang couldn't wrap his head around it: He wasn't even there, so how was he 'married'? Is anyone going to do anything about this? ... Later, "Wife, when are we going to get our marriage certificate registered?" "Weren't you unwilling back then?" "Who was unwilling? Who? Who was it? I'll go beat them up." "..."