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Starting of a new destiny ✨️

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.
Madhu_Sarkar_8138 · 1.3k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

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.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 470.8k Views

HELP! MR. BILLIONAIRE IS INSANE!

A cheating partner was a cliche twist and the one thing Hazel Callway could never forgive, so how could she be the cheater... when she didn't even remember doing it?! . . Hazel Callaway had what many would call a perfect life. A successful career, a promising future, and a fiancé who claimed to know nothing other than loyalty and faithfulness. He loved her deeply, never looked at another woman, and was obsessed with her. At least, that was what Hazel believed, until a brutal car crash took her life. But when Hazel opened her eyes again, she wasn't dead. She was in a strange room… with a complete stranger hovering above her. And worse—this dangerously handsome man was calling her his wife! How could she cheat on her fiancé?! That wasn't even the strangest part. Hazel no longer existed. Her name, her records, her past—everything had been erased. She had a new identity, a new life, and no way back. It didn't take long for Hazel to discover that her so-called deadbeat fiancé was never what he claimed to be. He wasn't innocent and powerless. He belonged to the most feared and prominent family in the country. He had dark secrets which Hazel was the center of it all. Worst of all— He was a cheating scumbag obsessed with his real fiancée, his globally adored childhood sweetheart. Hazel had never been loved—she had been used! Used for her brilliant mind, forced to work, plan, and build behind the scenes while he took the credit. Used to secure her dead parents’ assets. Used as a disposable tool until she outlived her usefulness. And when she finally realized the truth— She was already dead. But his greatest mistake was crossing her. Because Hazel Callaway doesn't forgive betrayal. Hazel didn't know how she got this new identity, but now, she was married to her ex-fiance's uncle, a billionaire whose power is absolute and whose unhinged mind makes his human consciousness numb to the pain of whoever crosses him and his wife. And she wants revenge. What better way to strike your enemies than doing it right under their noses? She would rain hell on them! ... This book is in the Webnovel Spirity Contest. Support by adding to your library and voting.
Grace_Kylie_6044 · 6.1k Views

The Price of an Heir

Suho has always lived between two worlds. One shaped by legacy, pride, and expectations he never chose, and another shaped by a heart that feels too deeply for the life he is meant to lead. He is cold, silent, charming, and smart when it comes to business. But he is gentle by nature, emotionally deep, and quietly devoted when it comes to his love. But love was never allowed to be part of his carefully arranged world. It was always meant to be negotiated, controlled, and contained. At this point in his life, Yerin is his everything. His first love, his only love. He is willing to go to any length to keep her, even when his family repeatedly refuses to accept her. Torn between a heart that refuses to let go and a lineage that demands an heir to carry the Kim legacy, Suho takes a decisive step, trying to hold on to Yerin without disappointing the family that expects obedience and continuity from him. Then Hauen enters his life. Not through affection, but through a contract. Chosen not as a partner, but as a solution, Hauen becomes his wife in a marriage built for convenience. An agreement meant to secure an heir and protect the Kim family’s legacy. In return, Hauen enters this marriage to save her father’s bankrupt business. She is warm and gentle, yet guarded. Strong in quiet ways, carrying her own unspoken burdens. To the world, their marriage looks flawless. Polite smiles, perfect appearances, a union without cracks. To them, it is nothing more than a carefully written business contract, set to end after eighteen months. But life has little patience for plans built without truth. In the midst of calculated decisions and emotional restraint, fate pushes Suho into the lowest point of his life, breaking him in ways he never expected. Stripped of control, certainty, and pride, he is forced to confront the parts of himself he has never imagined. At his most fragile moment, the question is no longer about legacy or contracts. It's about Who will stay when everything collapses? Who will stand beside him when life is hard for him? And when life offers both unbearable loss and unexpected grace, will Suho have the courage to accept them? This is a story of love that begins as an obligation, fractures under destiny's test, and slowly transforms into something honest, real, and beautiful.
Rhea_Fictions · 108.3k Views

Terms And Conditions Of Love

⚠️ Mature Content (18+) Explicit scenes, dark themes, and strong sensual elements. Read at your own discretion. A signature on paper. A promise with an expiration date. Fan Xiao Ying is a simple waitress living a quiet life, dreaming of fashion and independence. But everything changes the day Gu Jing Yu, a cold and infuriatingly handsome billionaire, storms into her diner with a proposal: marry him. The reason? Only by marrying Xiao Ying can he secure his father’s billion-dollar inheritance. The contract is clear: one year, five million dollars, no love, no interference, no crossed lines. Yet living under the same roof is far more dangerous than either of them imagined. Pretend affection becomes undeniable sparks. Jealousy creeps in where indifference once stood. And when the world of the elite turns ruthless with rivals scheming, secrets unraveling, and betrayals waiting around every corner. Xiao Ying and Jing Yu must learn to rely on one another. Their hearts refuse to obey the rules, but fate has its own terms. From the bustling streets of Beijing to the glamour of Canada and the sun-soaked shores of Thailand, passion, betrayal, and desire intertwine. When a pregnancy tests the boundaries of trust, and an accident threatens everything they’ve built, Xiao Ying and Jing Yu face the ultimate question: will they walk away when the contract ends or realize that somewhere between the clauses and fine print, their hearts have already signed a different agreement? One contract. One year. A lifetime of love that neither expected.
heavy_sleeper · 1.8k Views

The Dragon's Heart: Unspoken Passion

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
yonanae · 194.2k Views

My Sister Insisted on Swapping Marriages, and I Became a Marchioness Instead

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.
Mo Qi Jian · 392.7k Views

Reborn in the 1970s — Married a Proud Rough Man

Qin Mei accidentally transmigrated to the 1970s. The original owner of the body was also named Qin Mei. She wasn't in an arranged marriage without choice, but rather coveted Jie Jingchen. Having heard from somewhere that he was going to marry a primary school teacher, she decided to strike first, creating a fait accompli and forcing him to marry her. Her methods were despicable, but they were effective. The original owner was a massive troublemaker; at only eighteen, she had already become a widow, branded as a husband-jinx. The 'Chong Xi' marriage failed, sending the person on their deathbed to their grave, and she was nailed to the village's pillar of shame. ... She has none of the original owner's memories. As someone from the 21st century, how is she supposed to survive in the 1970s? Fortunately, the original owner found her a husband before she died. She'll cling to his thigh, live off him, curry favor with her parents-in-law, dominate her sisters-in-law, tear apart the "green tea bitches," help her eldest sister-in-law, kick her brother-in-law, encourage her disabled younger sister-in-law, and ride the spring winds of reform to get rich. ... "Why isn't Sister-in-law here to take care of you yet?" Jie Jingchen's mouth twitched. He looked at the busy figure by the next sickbed; his wife was taking care of another man. "Are you sure he's your husband?" Jie Jingchen couldn't help but ask. "Are you kidding? Would I mistake my own husband?" Qin Mei glared at him. Not until the man's wife arrived and she was beaten up for being the "other woman," did Qin Mei become completely bewildered. After taking meticulous care of him for a week, who on earth had she been taking care of? ... Under a tree, the neighbors sat together chatting. "So-and-so's daughter-in-law died from drinking pesticide." "Why drink the pesticide herself? Why not give it to her in-laws? If you're not afraid of dying, why would you be afraid of poisoning their whole family? If it were me, I'd definitely drag their whole family down with me to be buried together. That way, I wouldn't be lonely on the Yellow Springs Road." Qin Mei couldn't help but chime in. "..." Everyone was speechless. This conversation... made all the in-laws tremble in fear.
Ting Xi · 353.7k Views