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The Untypical Marriage
20.0K·Aby Delami“If you think that you have been living in hell all your life, let me break that illusion for you,” Adrian said. He spoke slowly, his voice full of menace. “This place–this is true hell, right here, where I am. His statement, “In this place, death is not an escape, no matter how much you may yearn for it,” was enough to make the audience shudder, but all that tiny figure did was raise her lifeless, dull eyes. “Then help me, so I can remain here.” She replied, her voice barely above a whisper. There was a hint of a smile as she continued, “If I can't escape, then I should learn how to live in hell without getting burnt.” ********************************** In a world ruled by loyalties and bloodlines, Kira, the first daughter of the strongest family in the American mafia, finds herself entangled in an unexpected twist of fate. She was betrothed since childhood to the second son of the Italian mafia’s don, due to a blood alliance between both families. She was raised alongside him and always considered him as her everything, while joyfully waiting for the day they would finally get married. To her, their love story was set in stone. However, on the day of the wedding, Kira's world as she knows it comes crumbling down when receives a shocking revelation — instead of her betrothed, a different groom appears at her wedding. And to top it off, he was dressed in a prison uniform. What happens when Kira finds herself thrust into the clutches of Adrian Vasillos the infamous ‘devil’ of the Italian mafia? Will she be able to navigate this world of danger, intrigue, betrayal, tested loyalties, and forbidden desires where she must come face to face with her deepest fears? Or will she finally discover the true meaning of love and get her happy ending? Read on to find out more in this twisted romance series…
Claimed By My Husband and His Bestfriends
203·Serenity Just imagine a woman with three hot boyfriends who want to fuck each other as much as they want to fuck her. Yup, that’s literally the plot... well, also with an obsessed stalker who wants her men gone so he can keep her for himself. Expect steamy; straight sex; gay sex; bi sex, messy threesomes and unapologetic foursomes, voyeurism (because sometimes it’s hotter to just watch); and BDSM. When Myla’s husband can’t give her what he used to after he got paralyzed in an accident, so he offers her something else instead: his two best friends, who also happen to be his old lovers. Now she’s tangled in a world of blindfolds, whispered orders, and three men who can’t stop touching her… or each other. But passion this dangerous comes with a cost. Especially when an obsessed stalker is willing to destroy everything to claim her for himself.
Divorced Him Married His Brother
36·BeeluvShe married Cassian Rourke for money. She left him for love—the love he never gave her. Five years of a contract marriage. Five years of hoping proximity would turn into something real. But on their anniversary, when Lyra finally gathered the courage to confess her feelings, she overheard him confessing his to someone else. So she signed the divorce papers, packed her bags, and disappeared with the secret growing inside her. Two years later, she has built a new life. A quiet house. A beautiful daughter with platinum blonde hair and slate-blue eyes. Peace. Until she rents out her spare room to a tattooed grad student with a familiar last name. Luca Rourke. Cassian's half-brother. The family black sheep. And the only person standing between Lyra and the custody battle Cassian is threatening the moment he discovers Eleanor exists. His solution? Marriage. A fake one, of course. But the Rourke family doesn't play fair. And Luca's hiding secrets of his own, secrets that could destroy everything Lyra's fought to protect. Sometimes the greatest danger isn't falling for the wrong brother. It's falling for the right one.
Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 03)
214·The Filthy DiariesJulia loves reading BDSM erotic books. Her husband catches her reading one of those books and then they both try out playing s*x games where Julia gets to be a slave and she loves playing these love games with her husband. But will these games affect their marriage? Let's find out by reading how it all started and how it's going! This is book 03 of the slavery series. It is a continuing story.
After divorce, I am a billionaire
2.0M·Vivian For the sake of love, Lyra left everything behind and worked as a full-time wife for three years. But in the end, she realized that all her efforts were not as good as one look from her husband's first love. Disheartened, Lyra resolutely filed for divorce. "Sorry, I'm a billionaire! I want a strong man to be my husband." Immediately after, the whole internet exploded! A billionaire super rich woman, suspected to have divorced? So, all the CEOs are scrambling to court her. Melvin in front of the screen can not stand it, the next day held a press conference, the beautiful name: kneeling to beg his wife home!
Her Sister's Surrogate
2.0K·Ellie WyntersGrace has a secret—one that could shatter her family. She is in love with Hunter, her sister Helena’s husband, and the guilt is suffocating. So when their mother and Helena ask her to be Helena’s surrogate, Grace agrees, hoping this sacrifice will atone for her forbidden feelings. But carrying their baby might be the very thing that destroys her. If she is pregnant, once the baby is born, she knows she must leave—escape the torment of watching the man she loves build a life with someone else. But before she even finds out if she’s carrying their child, tragedy strikes, leaving Grace to pick up the broken pieces of their family. As grief and secrets collide, she is forced to navigate a path where love, loyalty, and betrayal blur, leading her toward an impossible choice.
I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
408.0K·prefer_not_to_sayIn the aftermath of a wild company dinner, she—intoxicated and misguided—found herself in her boss's room... Whispers of his cold indifference to romance and his ruthless decisiveness were legendary, painting a grim fate for any woman who dared entangle with him. ... In one month: the sight of a positive pregnancy test sends her mind racing to one thought—she must run, now or never! As she makes a break for freedom, he's hot on her heels, turning her flight into a captivating chase where her wings are no match for his resolve!
Glory Deception
52·-Six years into our marriage, my husband always said he was too busy to come see me. So I decided to fly back and surprise him myself. But when I walked into the coffee shop he frequented the most, the cashier sneered and asked me, “Why are you harassing my boss’s husband?” For six years, I had been working on a classified NASA project, believing my husband was just as busy with his own work. Only now did I discover that he had already built another perfect family. Even more ridiculous—he had been using **my benefits** to support them all this time. When I exposed the truth, he didn’t apologize. Instead, he threatened me: “Six years of your career—are you really willing to destroy it just to expose me?” Until the moment NASA Security and the FBI knocked on the door, the lie he had spent six years weaving finally collapsed.
When My Superstar Husband Fell for His Sister-in-Law
2·-The funeral had barely ended when my celebrity husband brought his pregnant sister-in-law home. "My brother is gone, and she's pregnant and needs care. As a public figure, I have to be responsible." Axel Franklin—America's hottest A-list star—spoke these words like he was delivering a press statement, calm and indisputable. He carried Ella's luggage and gave her our master bedroom. And I could only watch coldly from the sidelines. The first week, she was relatively quiet. The second week, she began to infiltrate. She brought warm milk to the study, her voice soft and fragile: "Filming is so exhausting, you need proper rest." At dinner, she coughed lightly, hand pressed to her chest: "Axel, I feel a bit stuffy. Could you tell me about some interesting experiences from your shoots?" In the middle of the night, she pretended to have breathing difficulties, calling Axel into her room to sing her to sleep. I wasn't an outsider to this world—I was an investor's daughter, intimately familiar with the entertainment industry. I'd grown up surrounded by schemes and manipulation. I could see her performance was flawless, every move calculated with precision. But when I looked at Axel, his eyes held patience, even tenderness. "You'll be more comfortable if you lie on your side when you rest." As he said this, his fingers gently touched her face. My heart clenched painfully. How I wanted to remind him—I'm your wife, not her. But the words stuck in my throat, leaving only the violent pounding of my heart. Five years ago, I gave up the chance to join the board of directors for this marriage. I abandoned my edge in the financial world just to be a quiet star's wife. Now I understood—in his eyes, a pregnant sister-in-law was more worthy of his protection than I was. I walked into the study, my fingers ice-cold as I dialed the phone. "Dad." My voice trembled but held unprecedented determination. "I want a divorce."
My Husband, Her Lawyer
0·guotongOn my grandmother's birthday, my own sister ran her over with a car. I meticulously assembled every link in the chain of evidence, determined to bring justice for my grandmother's soul. But my lawyer husband changed his mind at the last minute. In court, he defended her instead, claiming I had framed her.
The Mafia Boss's Surgeon
2.0K·-I saved his life in Aleppo. He never knew. Neither did I — not until I walked into my own engagement dinner and recognized the man at the end of the table. Dominic Caruso. Head of the most powerful crime family on the Eastern Seaboard. The same man I'd kept alive on a surgery table fourteen months earlier with artillery going off three kilometers away. I married him anyway — not for love, not for money. Because my father gambled with my mother's grave and lost, and Dominic Caruso was the debt collector. Three years. I learned his world, played his wife, buried everything I actually was underneath everything the role required. Then he brought her home. A dancer from his club. Red dress, oval diamond, a fall staged perfectly at the bottom of a marble staircase with fifty witnesses and his eyes on me. Apologize, he said. I said no. I drove home, put the divorce papers where he couldn't miss them, and left for Syria at three in the morning. He found out the truth two weeks later — all of it. The setup. The lies. And the surgeon in Aleppo. Now he's at my checkpoint with UN credentials and nothing left to lose. I have twelve patients and a flight to catch. He can wait.
My Husband Donated His Loyalty
0·D.D.At 1:45 a.m., I came across Claire’s post—a photo of a pregnancy test, captioned: “Thank you, Elias Bennett, for making me believe in miracles again.” The comments were full of congratulations. He was tagged as “the child’s father.” We’ve been married seven years and never had any miracle. So I booked a different kind of “miracle”—an abortion tomorrow morning. He gives her a child to prove his loyalty; I give up mine to prove I can live without him.
The Godfather's Blood-Stained Betrayal
3.0K·-On our third anniversary, I activated my plan to fake my own death. At dinner, he told his men in Italian: "She's so obedient, she won't cause trouble." He never knew I understood every single word. As the mafia don's "trophy wife," I had long discovered his mistress and the high heel she deliberately left in my home. I refused to endure it any longer. Ten days from now, only the gun he custom-made for me and a pool of blood will remain on the seaside cliff. Don, those ninety-nine times you said you loved me—I don't want them anymore.
Scarred Heart: A Mafia Revenge
378·-Three years into our marriage, I overheard my husband on the phone: "That useless woman—if she can't bear a son, just dispose of her." He didn't know I was still clutching today's positive pregnancy test in my hand. His mistress sent me a screenshot of a bank transfer, the note reading: "To my true love." At the gala, she flaunted my work in my face. He slapped me in public and locked me in the basement. The night of the shootout, he shielded her with his life as they fled. I clutched my bleeding belly and crawled into the forest. Just wait, mafia don. I'll send you to hell with my own hands.
The Gold Bars My Husband Gave His Mistress Were My Dowry from My Father
651·-I was having afternoon tea when I stumbled upon a video. 【My billionaire boyfriend gave me a beachfront villa, plus custom gold bars engraved with my initials!】 【He says it’s just pocket change from his family. Is this man marriage material?】 The video went viral. Comments flooded in, all envying her luck. I thought it was just another flexing influencer—until I zoomed in on the engraving and froze. That was my daughter Lia’s initials. The villa’s deed number matched the one in my personal trust file. How did my prenup assets turn into her boyfriend’s love tokens? ……
Love Has Left the Pier
17·-Zachary Twain's female secretary is pregnant.He shows up at our home with her in tow on our ninth anniversary.He speaks to me in a nonchalant manner."She's a picky eater. Don't offer her the same thing twice. Also, she's easily spooked at night and needs someone close by. So, pack up your things. You're moving to the guest room."I don't say a word. I pick up the suitcase I've already packed and calmly make my way to the exit.The butler tries to stop me, but Zachary sneers and says, "She can act out all she wants. She'll come crawling back in three days anyway."Everyone laughs at his words.They place a ten-million-dollar bet right in front of me, wagering that I won't make it through the night and that I'll return crying and begging for Zachary to let me in like a lapdog.However, they don't know that the Maybach someone arranged is already waiting outside.This time, I'm leaving for real.
When My Husband Broke My Fingers for His Mistress
12·-On my wedding day, my husband, Isaiah Cruz, broke my fingers one by one—those fingers that once danced over piano keys. All because I accidentally tore the ribbon on my bridesmaid Kali Jacobs' Victorian-style dress. Later, I discovered Isaiah only married me because Kali had rejected him. He never truly loved me. So leaving was my only option. Yet after I left, he went off the deep end. --- The events of the wedding remain vivid in my memory. I was clad in a custom-made Victorian-style wedding dress, eagerly anticipating marrying the man I loved more than anyone. It was meant to be a simple act—helping my bridesmaid Kali tie a ribbon on her dress. But who would have guessed the fabric was so delicate it would tear easily?
Heal With Love
2.0K·ishita I nodded with heavy heart and gently made her lie on her back. Hovering over her, I kissed her like there is no tomorrow. Her lips moved softly against mine till the salty taste of our tears burned on our taste bud. As I thrust into her, as gently as I can, I felt our heart beating as one. We looked straight into each other's eye and for the first time, our tears even escaped as one which showed nothing but a crave to live our future together.
Mr.Right
623·ThatgoofyNerdApril White finally thinks she has a grasp of life but of course, that couldn't last. Her Fiancé does the unforgivable and cheats on her whilst her job and finances go rushing down the drain. Now she needs a new place to stay after she's being thrown out of her fiancé's house. She turns to her best friend for help. Little did she know it was God's way of bestowing upon her a Mr.Right.
The Slave Who Sold Herself (Book 1)
1.0K·John SavageColleen desperately needed money, but she had no chance of finding anything better than a dead-end, low paid job. She tried making money as a prostitute, but she detested the idea and found that the “johns” tended to rip her off. Finally, as the result of a chance meeting with a professional call girl, she was offered employment that seemed to be the solution to all her troubles: a one-year contract paying more than she had ever imagined earning. Of course, it would not be easy. For one year she had to be a slave, and she was left under no illusions about it. Her duties would be sexual, kinky, and often painful. She would be kept as a prisoner, chained, bound and whipped (or worse) when her Master decided she needed punishment. But she had no idea that the Master’s wife also intended to use her, and she was the real sadist… Book 1: The Slave Who Sold Herself Book 2: Tanya's Toy
