loveaftermarriage

I’m Anna, and I was sold. My father traded my future to the wealthy Howard family for a check, treating me more like a business transaction than his daughter. I stood at the altar alone; my groom didn’t even respect me enough to show up, sending his vows through a cold, crackling phone line instead. The night that followed was a blur of shadows and betrayal. Drugged and disoriented, I fell into the arms of a man I didn't know... only to realize later that the "stranger" was Matthew Howard himself. He wasn't the "ugly, impotent" man the rumors promised; he was something much more dangerous. I’m done being a pawn in their games. Between my father’s greed and the Howards' suffocating arrogance, I’ve been backed into a corner and now, I’m fighting my way out. The marriage was a lie, but my revenge will be very real.

I never expected my life to change with a single signature. But when my family’s fortune was on the line, I had no choice—I had to marry him. A stranger. Cold, demanding, and impossible to love. The contract was simple: one year of marriage, then we go our separate ways. But life has a way of breaking the rules. The more time I spent with him, the harder it became to remember that this was supposed to be temporary. He was never supposed to care… but then he did. And I made the biggest mistake of my life: I fell in love. Now, trapped between the contract and my heart, I must decide—should I obey the rules, or follow my feelings… and risk losing everything?

#Malepregnancy #omegaverse #Enigma According to an ancient law said to be created by the Moon Goddess, an Enigma must marry into the weakest pack in order to raise its status and keep balance among all packs. The law also allows him to take up to three other wives of his choosing, as long as one of them comes from the Alpha family of the weakest pack. However, BluePack, the weakest of all, complicates everything. The pack has no princess from its Alpha line. Instead, it has only a prince, one many people don't know about. His father, Alpha, hid him away for reasons that remain undisclosed. The court is firmly against the idea of the Enigma marrying a man, even if he is the only option available. To them, such a union is unthinkable. But... how could an ancient law be ignored?! What decision will Lord Jethro, the Enigma himself, make?

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

Akash Sharma has always believed his charm can conquer anything—until Meera enters his life through a forced marriage neither of them wanted. Arrogant, proud, and certain she will eventually submit, Akash abandons her without listening to her truth. But when he returns, he finds a woman who refuses to beg, refuses to bend, and dares to ask for a divorce. What begins as ego, anger, and resistance slowly pulls them into the seven stages of love—where pride must burn before love can survive.

Kang Li woke up in the body of the sickly beauty, the youngest daughter of the Kang family in Aoli Village, who had been spoiled and pampered all her life. The original host had a tough life, first being dumped, then marrying a divorced man in a fit of anger to become a stepmother, only to find herself unfortunately becoming the control set for another stepmother in the courtyard. She could certainly be considered a top contender for cannon fodder among supporting female characters. But to Kang Li, none of this was a problem. All she knew was that the so-called divorced man was a returned overseas research talent, busy with work, with a high salary and good looks, and was hardly ever at home. In these times, where food and clothing were scarce and communication was done by shouting, marrying him was nothing but good news to her, who just wanted to live the life of a salted fish. Kang's Mother: ...my daughter's gone silly! Brothers (sisters-in-law, nephews, and nieces): ...our sister (young auntie) has gone mad! However, apart from the head of the household, Captain Kang, the rest of the family were all sweating on Kang Li's behalf, worried that the delicate and frail treasure of the house (sister, young aunt) wouldn't be able to handle the grievances of being a stepmother and might hurt herself from the stress. The villagers who knew about the Kang family's situation gathered together, spewing sour words and gossiping, especially those who bore no good will and were just waiting to see the Kang family's downfall. Yet, Kang Li's life after marriage was not only blissful, but her husband doted on her, her stepchildren adored her, calling her mom the moment they opened their mouths. They clung to her like people possessed, and the wife (stepmother) had them following her every step. A certain flabbergasted system: I thought the host I was bound to was bronze-tier, but it turns out she's actually king-tier. - Luo Yanqing was naturally indifferent, with only work on his mind, but somehow, he started to find himself looking forward to holidays, although he rarely managed to go home once a whole year.

Quiana Sutton and Durrell Landon have been secretly married for three years, with Quiana Sutton silently playing the role of his first love's stand-in. Until she learns his ex is returning, and she decides it's time to divorce and move on. But on the day of their divorce, Durrell Landon gets into a car accident and loses his memory. Now amnesiac, he insists they're soulmates and refuses the divorce—declaring his undying love and devotion. One day, Quiana Sutton realizes he never lost his memory and was just manipulating her. She cuts ties, focuses on her career, and demands the divorce. Durrell Landon's elaborate schemes backfire, and he's left on a long, hard road to win her back, finally realizing that honesty is the only way.

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.

She's a photography genius. However, she finds herself bullied by her stepmother and stepsister, and thus, isn't able to showcase her talent. He's the young master of Sharp Edge Group, cold and ruthless. However, he fancies her. With a marriage certificate, he forces her to marry him. She goes from a fallen Cinderella to an enviable Young Madam Lu. He supports her as she soars freely in the world of photography. Oppression and anti-oppression, hunting and fleeing. They are destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

Once, Mu Anhan walked out on the man who loved her to madness—only to die and discover the price. Reborn, she clings to Gu Xiaozhan’s sleeve and whispers, “One more baby?” The tabloids sneer: “She’s nothing but a baby-maker, soon to be dumped.” Then her masks fall—perfume empress, top hacker, miracle doctor, AI genius, design prodigy. Now Nobel laureates queue at her gate. At night she curls in his arms, red lips teasing. Gu Xiaozhan lifts an eyebrow, voice low and scalding: “Ready for round three?”

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.”

Tang Yanxi never expected her life to take such a dramatic turn. In a twist of fate, she found herself married to Sheng Jianan, the enigmatic and aloof heir to a powerful business empire. On their wedding night, he presented her with three strict rules, setting the tone for their unconventional union. Initially, Tang Yanxi viewed their marriage as a ridiculous charade, assuming their relationship would be nothing more than two strangers living under the same roof. However, she soon discovered that her mysterious husband had other plans. "Darling, we should contribute to the continuation of humanity," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sweetheart, regular exercise is essential for a healthy lifestyle," he insisted, his tone playful yet persuasive. Where was the promised distant and cold-hearted man? What happened to the three rules he had so firmly established? Tang Yanxi's frustration reached its peak as she demanded, "Will you please just be quiet?!"

Humiliated by her ex-boyfriend's mother, Song Qiao was forced to end her first love. Facing the cold sarcasm from her half-sister, on the street in a fit of anger, she randomly grabbed a man, "Sir, do you have a girlfriend? If not, let's get married!" The man squinted at her and nodded, "Sure!" Marrying Lu Jingchen, Song Qiao received the utmost pampering, but just when she was falling for it, she discovered the reason behind everything... Five years later, Song Qiao made a strong return. Just as she stepped into An City's international airport, she was directly apprehended, and she was greeted with the squinting smile of a man, "Mrs. Lu, after traveling for five years, have you missed me and our son?" However, Song Qiao remained unfazed, her red lips slightly parted, "Sorry, Mr. Lu, we are already divorced. Please call me ex-wife!" The man was indifferent, pulling her into his arms, "I haven't signed the divorce agreement, and I haven't gone through the divorce procedures. How could there be an ex-wife to talk about?"

A romantic proposal at the graduation ceremony made her the happiest bride in the world. However, this happiness only lasted for a week as they had a major accident during their honeymoon on the island. "Madam, we've done our utmost," the doctor said. After hearing this, she was hopeless and desperate. Suddenly, he appeared and said coldly, "I can save your husband, but I have a condition." He was her only chance, but his condition was... "Divorce him, marry me," he said, his face expressionless, but his words shocking. As is well known, love cannot be forced. Apparently, he didn't care as long as he could make her belong to him...

Betrayed by her ex and sister, she got married to him in a flash. From then on, she was extremely pampered by him. "Sir, your ex is in hospital, being beaten up by madam. Would you like to go to the hospital or the police station to bail her out?" "Again? I'll call the director." "Sir, madam ruined her ex-husband's company and the guy would like to ask for your help." "What kind of ex-husband is he!" "Sir..." He stood up and immediately rushed home. This little devil caused him trouble every day; she must be punished! However, he became the one deeply immersed in her charm that night. He held her and said gently, "Baby, I will handle it, no matter how big the trouble you make, as long as you behave well and don't get away from me." "Why? You don't love me at all." "Who said that? I love you so much!" Someone said, she is so hot and charming; no wonder he is so obsessed with her.

Xiao Jinghuai's home has a little thing, soft and adorable, lively and mischievous. Rather than calling her a wife, it would be better to say it's like having another daughter. Some people say: "Young Master Xiao pampers his wife to the point where she only needs to open her mouth to be fed, she's almost become useless!" "Whoever says that, throw them into the sea to feed the sharks!" Another person says: "Young Master Xiao's wife really doesn’t look that great, nowhere near as beautiful as so-and-so!" "Whoever says that, gouge out their eyes to feed the dogs!" Yet another says: "Young Master Xiao spoils his wife excessively, he has become a tyrant of his generation!" "Who says so?" Turning around, just to see the girl's bright and charming little face, "I said it! So what do you want?" He pulled her into his arms, didn't want anything, just wanted her to be his little princess... (Even in this world full of charms, I only have eyes for you.)

||-Ongoing-|| 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, internally simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. --- She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him-the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing -absolutely nothing- to do with the monster that always left her in perplexity. --- He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place. For with her, nothing wrong could ever be right.

Sereniah thought she was escaping her past. Instead, she was delivered to an island that doesn't appear on any map... to marry a man she had never met. Lord Declan is handsome, enigmatic-and bound by a destiny that could either save his dying people or destroy them. The island answers to him, its beauty laced with shadows, and its secrets cut deeper than the tides. Drawn to Declan's impossible warmth yet wary of the danger that clings to him, Sereniah finds herself caught in a web of ancient bloodlines, forbidden truths, and a connection neither of them can resist. But love here has a cost... and on this island, nothing-nor anyone-is truly safe. On one hand, a "Bloody" secret could bind them forever. On the other, a betrayal could tear their world apart. An island that breathes. A man whose blood can save his people. And me-the choice that could destroy them both.