Married To His Secret Crush

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

Mae Wilson, only daughter of the Wilson family. She is a genius when it comes to business. In fact her name in the business world is something that makes people tremble upon hearing it. But the same can't be said for her love life. Her love life and career are the complete opposite. For someone of her standing and class, one would have expected her to be hovered around by a lot of guys but to men she is totally unattractive. Why? Well because of the person who escorts her to every date- Bella Davies. She has been her childhood friend since little and after they grew up people were more attracted to Bella than Mae. One fateful night determined to change her love life, she went on a double date with Bella which turned out to be a failure but at the same time a blessing and a curse. A curse being that her long time crush, Shaun Grayson, the only son of the Grayson family who had just come back to town, who she was very much in love with despised her and was attracted to Bella. And a blessing meeting Ethan- Shaun's secretary. Ethan is a gentle, kind hearted and loving human. The kind of guy that every girl would dream to have by her side. When she had given up on all hope on love, Ethan turns out to be her savior but when both get into a contractual marriage and are forced to fake being in love just three weeks after they met, he turned out to be her worst nightmare. "................ To our families and friends, we may appear happily married, but we both understand that our relationship is merely contractual and can be terminated at any time. In order to sustain it, we must both strive to please one another," he declared. "I fail to comprehend," she admitted. "I desire Bella to be removed from your life, and I request that you tender your resignation from your position at RX hotels..." "Ethan, Bella and I have been inseparable since childhood. I cannot sever ties with her just because you believe it is in the best interest of the child," she asserted. "I believe we have an appointment scheduled at the courthouse tomorrow," he stated. "For what purpose?" she inquired. "To sign our divorce papers," he responded. "You must be joking," she questioned. "If you cannot adhere to my conditions, then our marriage is not sustainable," he replied. "Ethan, please reconsider," she implored. "I have nothing left to consider. All I want to know is if you're in or out", he inquired with a cold look "I'm in.........." What will she do when she finds out that she had just become a tool in a game of revenge and struggle for power. In all these she still can't help but fall for him. Will her love be able to change him when she finds out his sole aim for marrying her ?

She had a child within her marriage, yet the child was not her husband's; she suffered abuse at the hands of her mother-in-law, her child was stolen, and her husband cheated on her. Six years later, an accident led her to intersect with the wealthiest man in the city, and his son evoked intense maternal love in her. The charming CEO started pursuing her; but her husband, whom she had loved for nine years, was also desperately trying to reconcile. What choice should she make for herself?

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

Marriage to Elrath was as good as a death sentence. But when Nira finally learns why she was sold off to a fairy, fear is replaced with something sharper. If this was all because of a problem, then she would solve it herself. No one was going to decide her fate for her.

Devastated by the death of her destined mate and her family, Reana refused to choose another mate for three years. But with the council breathing down her neck, she had no other choice but to consider her options: Beta Ryan, the one who was chosen by the pack to become her second chance mate. But to everyone's surprise, she chose a servant, Ryder. The pack members and the council were livid. How could they bow to a servant turned Alpha? It was already enough that their Black Moon Pack was magnanimous to strays – in the past, giving them a home and work to help their living conditions, but now, one of such people would become their Alpha? Impossible! No way! What if Ryder was a spy? An enemy in disguise? Meanwhile, Ryder, the servant, was more than that. He was the feared and revered Alpha Snow of the Southern Islands - the dared-devil who was at war with the moon goddess for three lifetimes, just for Reana. And this lifetime, he was going all out, laying all his cards down. Who cares what he has to become just to claim his woman? Since Reana would not marry an Alpha from other packs, yet, was destined to become a Luna, then joining her pack as a 'pitiful' servant was his best bet. *** Reana's heart skipped a beat. There was something about the way Ryder said 'My Luna' that sent a shiver down her spine. The possessive undertone was unmistakable, and for a moment, Reana felt a flutter in her chest. She looked away, trying to compose herself. Perhaps, he didn't mean it that way, after all, he was the first to call her that. It was either 'Luna Reana' or plainly 'Luna.' With this conclusion, she turned back to him, her face cold and indifferent as usual, intending to respond. "You're my cho—" She stopped herself, her gaze drifting to the smudge of blood on his cheek. She didn't like the stain; it marred his handsome face like a drop of red ink on a white ceremonial dress. Without thinking, Reana reached out to clean the blood. As her hand made contact with his warm skin, a jolt of electricity coursed through her. Startled and about to withdraw her hand, Ryder suddenly leaned into her touch. Reana's heart skipped another beat. Ryder's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity. "Does My Luna find me worthy to become her chosen mate?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I think I have good qualities. I don't have a mate, nor have I ever touched any woman. I'm still a virgin…" *** Please, check the review and character profile first, then prologue chapter before you dive into the story. It's very, very important. More tags~ #Rebirth #Obsession

On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?

His word is law. His name alone strikes fear into the hearts of men. Vladimir Castillo—the devil in human form. Ruthless, calculating, and merciless. Feared by politicians, criminals, and the underworld alike, he rules with an iron fist. To his enemies, he is a monster. To his people, he is king. But he doesn’t care. They call him Red for his piercing, blood-colored eyes. They call him the Devil because mercy is a word he does not know. Then there’s Bella—beautiful, innocent, untouched by darkness. A delicate flower among her three sisters. But innocence does not save you from fate. When her father’s debt to the Blood Mafia Clan comes due, there is only one way to pay—her hand in marriage to the devil himself. Now, she is trapped in a world where power is everything, where death lurks in the shadows, and where one rule stands above all else: No one touches what belongs to the Devil. "I will never belong to you," Bella hissed, defiance flickering in her tear-bright eyes. Vladimir stepped closer, his red eyes burning like embers. His voice, deep and unshaken, sealed her fate. "You already do, Little Dove. You are mine." But as she fights to escape his grasp, one terrifying truth remains—can she ever break free, or will she become addicted to the darkness that is Vladimir Castillo?

It wasn't really the result I was looking for. In fact, it was even better. I never really thought that this would happen to me. I never believed someone could love, well, me. But they did. He did. And despite his 'reputation', despite his lifestyle, despite everything everyone had ever told me, I loved him just as unconditionally. But will everything stay in harmony? How long will my paradise last for until my past comes back? Will they haunt me? Catch me? Kill me? *** "Livia? Tiago?" I ask, my voice breaking slightly. If they're here, then.... "Where is he? Where's-" "Gattina." All the breath in my lungs disappear as I turn to find the source of the voice. Half-way through my turn, I can see his dark silhouette at the end of the hallway. When I breathlessly say my next word, it feels as if I can breathe properly again for the first time in over a month. "Lupo." I run towards him without a second thought, sprinting full speed at him, and jump into his awaiting arms. He engulfs me in the warmest hug I've ever felt, entrapping me entirely - not that I mind. I cry in joy at finally being reunited with him as I bury my head into his neck, burrowing myself into him and vowing never to let him go again. Unwrapping myself from him, I look up at into his eyes. They're filled with love and relief, the same emotions I imagine my eyes are filled with. That quickly changes when his face contorts into one of pain. "Cole?" my brows furrow in confusion. He lets out a pained and strangled noise before he drops to his knees, collapsing at my feet. I gasp when I see Viktor behind him, holding a bloodied knife. A/N: Hey guys. Be prepared for dark themes, mature language, mature scenes, and so much more. Enjoy the roller-coaster, you are locked in... - Potential PTSD triggers! - BDSM themes! - Mentions of rape! - Mentions of abuse! - Mentions of torture! - Gun play! - Knife play! - Dark kink! (Warnings will be put at the beginning of potential trigger chapters)

Remy's world is shattered when her fiancé betrays her on their engagement day because she was disabled. Vaughn Glory, a prestigious, renowned and leading high-end fashion company- her only legacy- founded by her late mother, Adelaide Vaughn, was taken away from her. It was handed over to her step-sister as a wedding gift, leaving Remy heartbroken and bereft of her mother's legacy. She flash married Deth Kaidën, CEO of Dek Global Corp, their union being one of convenience that blurs the lines between passion and duty. As the secrets beneath the perfect facades are revealed, Remy must confront the shadows of her past. Her world is shattered, Yes! But a shattered world can still be rebuilt. Dive into a world of privilege, power struggles, and shattered illusions, where the only way to survive is to confront the broken pieces of the past.

Most young girls have their crush, which they tell their best friend about incessantly. Selena belongs to this group of teenage girls, and for more than a year she has been sighing for the handsome Felix, who is the school's basketball star. Unfortunately, this charismatic 18-year-old is the dream of every teenage girl attending this high school, so Selena's strong infatuation is only poured over the pages of a notebook. The 16-year-old would never dare say a word to him, and would still be sighing in secret if it weren't for her friend's crazy idea. By a strange coincidence, a notebook with a story about Selena and Felix lands in his backpack, and this heralds the beginning of their dangerous relationship. A teenage girl who thought he was the prince of her dreams becomes trapped in his ill love. She doesn't know what the obsession is until one day she hears a disturbing phrase from his lips: “If I can't have you, no one will have you.”

After an unlucky night and thanks to the actions of her perverted boss, Erin is under a predicament, a proposal that as much as she wants she cannot refuse. A new life and a challenge started when she moves to a house with five famous and atractive guys. However she have to keep the secret of her existence to the fans and the media. How she would survive when she started to know the life as a famous person? Will she crumble or will find something else

Grace Johnson is given a second chance at life after being burned alive by her contemporaries.Now, she’s forced to live in a new body with a new gender. Will she be able to fight her killers while trying to adjust to being not just any man but a Prince named Quicke?

O shit' wait did I just heard them pronounce I and the demon husband and wife

Billionaire Alexander Blackwood needs a wife to secure his empire. Struggling waitress Elena Carter needs a way out of her financial troubles. A contract marriage seems like the perfect solution—strictly business, no emotions. But Elena is hiding a past more powerful than he imagined, and as passion sparks between them, Alexander finds himself breaking his own rules. When secrets unravel and enemies resurface, will their fake marriage turn into something real, or will the truth tear them apart? A gripping billionaire romance filled with passion, deception, and unexpected love.

The story is about two enemies, they're famous for their extra work. both boys are works for famous short films, photoshoots, YouTube works and a lot, they're like famous in the girl groups. one has Soft style and innocent style, another one has gentleman and attitude characters. both are different and there fans are different too.

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

Carmela never wanted to marry Logan Cross, the cursed and forsaken fifth prince. Thrown into exile within a desolate palace, he was treated as if he didn’t exist, unloved and unwanted. When Carmela's family was forced to sacrifice one of their daughters to wed him, she was chosen against her will. Filled with resentment, she treated Logan with cruelty, neglected him, and ultimately betrayed him. She eloped with another man only to learn too late that he had used her to gain wealth and power, all while secretly loving her own sister. By the time she realized her mistake, Logan had already risen to the throne, no longer the powerless outcast she once scorned. And his first act as king? Sentencing his unfaithful wife to death. As the guillotine fell, Carmela closed her eyes, awaiting the end. But when she opened them again, she was back in her wedding gown ten years in the past. This time, she will not make the same mistakes. She will love Logan, cherish him, and protect him from the fate that once awaited them both. But will he ever trust her after everything she had done? And more importantly, is the curse truly as simple as everyone believes? --Excerpt The iron scent of blood filled the air. Carmela’s knees ached against the cold, hard platform as rough hands forced her down, the heavy chains around her wrists biting into her flesh. The crowd below roared in anticipation, their faces filled with scorn, with hatred. She wanted to scream, to tell them she wasn’t the same woman who had once scorned their king. But it was too late. Above her, the executioner stood poised, his hands gripping the lever of the guillotine. The sharp steel glinted under the dim sunlight, its edges stained with old blood. "Adulteress," the royal advisor announced. "Traitor to the Crown. Unworthy of His Majesty’s mercy." Carmela lifted her head, her tear-streaked face searching for him. And there he was. Logan Cross. No longer the outcast prince she had once abandoned, no longer the quiet, unwanted shadow that the world ignored. Now, he was a king a powerful, terrifying one. His once hollow golden eyes burned with icy fury, his lips pressed in a firm line. He sat on his throne, watching as justice was carried out, unmoved. She had done this. She had pushed him away. Betrayed him. Left him to suffer alone. And yet, she had loved him too late, far too late. "Your Majesty," the executioner spoke, awaiting his command. Logan’s gaze met hers for the briefest moment, filled with something she could no longer understand. "Proceed," he said. Carmela's breath hitched as the blade came down. Darkness consumed her. Then— She woke.

Arianne never expected to be sold like a business deal, but when her father’s company collapses under debt, he strikes a desperate bargain with Lucian Sinclair. In exchange for saving him from ruin, the ruthless billionaire demands Arianne as his wife. Trapped in a cold, loveless marriage, Arianne quickly realizes she’s nothing more than a trophy wife. Lucian keeps his distance, yet his possessive control over her life is suffocating. Determined to make him love her, she fights to break through his icy exterior. Slowly, cracks appear. She catches glimpses of the man beneath the billionaire—brief moments of warmth, of something more. Just when Arianne begins to believe she’s winning his heart, she finds herself drawn to Rowan,Lucian’s charming, seemingly kind cousin. With Rowan, she feels seen, desired.But just as she begins to trust him, she discovers he’s not who he appears to be. One stolen kiss, one whispered confession—and Lucian catches them. Now, Arianne must decide: Fight for the man she vowed to claim or escape to a love game she never understood? In a world of power and betrayal, love is the deadliest game of all.

Lin Evangeline live a simple life, live streaming making beats. But when the estranged father summons her home with a marriage contract in hand, life threaten enermies. She didn't have a choice but to marry Note: Been watching too much chinese tiktok drama BONUS: Every 50 collections +1ch (use +) Every Review +1ch (use +)

Lena, was a writer, but suddenly, one of her novels flopped, and her publisher terminated her contract. Her mother was ill, and her father was no longer alive. She was extremely distressed. In order to arrange money for her mother’s treatment, she went to the bank to take out a loan. However, the bank refused her request, stating that her husband had strictly forbidden them from giving her a loan. Not only that, but the manager also warned her that if they went against his orders and approved the loan, her husband would destroy the bank. Lena was stunned. Because she was unmarried.

Danielle Morgan has spent years chasing a ghost, the man responsible for her father’s murder. When a crucial clue leads her straight to Jonathan Carter, a powerful yet enigmatic CEO, she takes a desperate gamble: marry him, get close, and uncover the truth. But Jonathan has his own demons. Haunted by his best friend’s sudden suicide and a past he refuses to confront, he’s not as unsuspecting as Danielle believes. Their marriage, built on deception and hidden agendas, quickly spirals into a dangerous game neither of them can control. As passion and suspicion collide, the lines between enemy and lover blur. What happens when the hunter falls for her prey? And when secrets finally unravel, will their love survive—or will it destroy them both?

The sugary sweet life of the beautiful young Miss Asher. Plunged into wealth and riches, while growing under an umbrella shade from the stench of poverty and struggles. The Riechard family's lovely little Miss, who grew absent from her parents love; from a young age living under the Reichard family household. She waxed quickly older with time. Becoming a woman of noble virtues and good characters. Graduating from a top institute of medicine and a perfect fiance who loves and pampers her along with his family. Her world came to crash, when false news flies all over the city. Showcasing her life; painted as immoral and loose virtue, tarnishing the perfect image and reputation once built. Pushed from the once family that raised her, canceling her engagement proposal and left devastated. ----- A rainy night in Tyle city. The silhouette of a petite woman walked under the rain in the empty street, amidst the heavy beating and showering droplets. She dragged her weary herself through the cold and judging streets fully drenched as a lifeless corpse pushed around. Her clothes stuck to her from the rain, with eyes devoid of an actual sight. Crossing the deserted roads across the street, when a car collided into her, falling unconscious on the wet road. Asher opens her eyes, slowly to the soft warmth around her, feeling like death had taken her; only to see an intravenous inserted in her hands and beside her bed a man stood there holding a paper. " Miss, my boss saved your life. In exchange he wants a marriage contract with you. "

Chen Mumu was getting ready for marriage but during the pre-wedding, he suddenly announced that he was not going to marry her! instead, he proposed to her sister right in front of her and to make matters worse, her sister accepted the proposal! Chen Mumu is mad, she is livid and most of all, she needs a perfect revenge plan. During her ex's engagement ceremony, she spots just the right person to do this with, her ex's boss and the most feared man in the capital, Xu Jingli!! Hehe! Just you wait, I will make you grovel back on your knees to beg me! Ex; And how will you do that? Chen Mumu; I have found a new golden thigh!

[Main Story Completed] What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** **Cover is mine**

Matapos ang pagkamatay ng kanyang ina dahil sa isang sakit, lumipat si Callie sa bahay ng kanyang lola sa Central Visayas, kung saan niya nakilala si Lucian sa paaralan ng kanyang tiyahin. Sa simula, malayo ang loob nila sa isa't isa, ngunit kalaunan ay naging magkaibigan sila. Unti-unti, nahulog ang loob ni Callie kay Lucian, kahit alam niyang iba ang kanyang nararamdaman-mas naaakit siya sa kapwa niya lalaki. Nagkaroon ng kumplikasyon nang ipagkanulo si Callie ng matalik na kaibigan ni Lucian sa pamamagitan ng pagsisiwalat ng kanyang lihim na damdamin. Nagdulot ito ng sakit at kalituhan kay Callie. Dahil dito, pinag-isipan niyang lumayo kay Lucian upang kalimutan ang kanyang nararamdaman. Ngunit tanong niya sa sarili-ang paglayo ba talaga ang magpapagaling sa kanya, o mas lalo lamang siyang masasaktan? Sa muli nilang pagkikita, humarap sila sa mga tanong tungkol sa tadhana, mga damdaming hindi pa lubusang nawawala, at kung may bagong simula pang naghihintay kay Callie-o kung mananatili siyang nakakulong sa pagmamahal na hindi maaaring masuklian.

Aria’s life was simple; a medical student, a devoted christian and a future she could control—until the night it all fell apart. Tricked, she found herself saving a wounded man who shouldn’t exist. His presence stirred something primal within her, a pull she didn’t understand and a fear she couldn’t ignore. Bound to him by an invisible thread, she couldn’t escape the intensity of his gaze—or the heat of his touch. But nothing could prepare her for the danger that awaited. Forced to accompany him on a treacherous journey, Aria found herself thrust into the deadly politics of a kingdom ruled by a formidable king and his twin sons—one charming yet distant, the other cruelly intoxicating. Amid whispered secrets and simmering tensions, Aria becomes a pawn in a game far darker than she imagined. “You don’t get to decide my future,” she spat, her defiance flickering like a candle against his towering presence. The King’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Your future was decided the moment you walked into my court, Aria. And you have no other place in the world except by my side.” Her pulse quickened as he stepped closer, the rich timbre of his voice rolling over her like a storm. “You will bear my mark, stand by my side, and serve as my queen. Do not mistake this for a choice—it’s an inevitability.” “I would rather die,” she shot back, her voice trembling as his hand tilted her chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Then you’ll die with my name on your lips,” he said, his thumb brushing against her jaw. “You belong to me, and not even death will change that.” The man she travels with hides a past that could shatter her resolve, the twins threaten to unravel her very being, and the king sees her as more than just an advisor—he sees her as a temptation he cannot have. As desire tangles with deception, Aria is drawn deeper into a world of forbidden touches and unspoken truths. In a tale of passion, betrayal, and dark secrets, Aria must fight for her life, her heart, and the truth—before everything she knows burns to ashes.

..Saw my hubby, but I was in another woman's body, and this time he wasn't my husband, his uncle was. ~ A voice suddenly cut through the silence. “Oh my goodness, you're finally awake Mrs. Blackwood!” Mrs Blackwood? That was.. I tried to speak, but my voice was a mere whisper. The nurse, a kind faced woman with a warm smile, helped me sit up and handed me a glass of water. As I sipped, fragments of memories began to resurface. A car crash.. screams? and Kenneth's face? But why couldn't I put two and two together? "Can you help me to the toilet?" I asked the nurse, my voice still weak. The nurse nodded and assisted me out of bed and my legs trembled beneath me as I walked, unaccustomed to bearing my weight after such a long time of bederiding Once in the bathroom, I stared at the mirror, expecting to see my own reflection but the face staring back at me was unfamiliar, younger and prettier. A jolt of fear immediately coursed through me. Who was this person? "Mrs. Victoria Blackwood?” I heard the nurse call out from behind and it dawned on me.. that name belonged to Alexander Blackwood's wife, my husband's uncle! A wave of panic washed over me. What was happening? Why was I in this body? I stumbled backward, the nurse catching me by my waist. "Steady Mrs. Blackwood. You're still recovering." But I wasn't recovering. I was lost. Trapped in a stranger's life.