The Bride Of Adarshan

(First volume complete) What could be worse than getting married to a demon prince as a human princess for a forced truce? Being in a place surrounded by demons was like a nightmare to Aelin. Demons and humans have always despised each other after all. But things only go downhill, when her husband leaves her shortly after they spend a night together to go fight a war with unknown beings which leaves Aelin at the mercy of her enemies

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

(TRIGGER WARNING: DARK THEMES AND MATURE CONTENT) Imagine being a powerless witch, the lowest of the supernatural food chain, when you're from a bloodline of some of the most powerful witches in the planet. Yeah. Tragic. But now on top of that, imagine finding out that you're the fated mate of some cold, ruthless Alpha King who's rumored to bath in the blood of his enemies and eat little witches for dinner. That's just bad luck at this point. But it's the life of Odessa Pierce. ––––– In a modern Earth torn by a century long war between the werewolves and witches, with humans stuck in the middle, Odessa Pierce's life is changed forever. She's unexpectedly chosen by the Alpha King of the North American region himself to be his BRIDE to seal a "truce". However, in a shocking twist, she discovers that she's mated to the ruthless Alpha King and now has to navigate her growing feelings for a man she thought she'd hate, while still trying to survive in a world that's out to eliminate her kind. As ancient prophecies and dangerous enemies arise, will she be able to pierce through the dark veil clouding the Alpha King's heart and make him accept her? Or will their forbidden romance ultimately crumble under the brunt of the secrets and revelations that begin sprouting? And what will be her role in this never-ending war? Follow Odessa and Kaelos in a dark, delicious ride filled with magic, lust, blood, and the kind of chaos only fate can create. ***** EXCERPT: "Odessa..." His whisper brought me back to reality, causing me to flutter my eyelids as I brought my gaze back to his silver eyes. "Focus. Tell me to shove it in." Argh, what's his fucking problem? "Since when do you care about what I think?" "I don't." He suddenly responded, causing me to clench my jaw. "If I wanted to, I'd simply tie you up without saying a thing and then fuck you until the entire pack hears you screaming my name. But..." He paused, his smirk turning into a grin as he brought his mouth to my ear and whispered. "... I want to see you beg for it. I want to see you grovel at my feet, pleading for the sweet release of me fucking you. The mate bond has heightened your sex drive, hon. And I'm the only one capable of taming it." ***** (This book is a 2025 WSA Entry. Your support is very appreciated! You can follow the author on Discord: @malachijayden.)

When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ --- She ran from the devil who raised her… And married the one who wore a crown. After her parents’ tragic death, Lydia Andreyevna’s life became a nightmare. Stripped of her name, inheritance, and freedom by her uncle—Lord Alexander—she was treated like property and promised to a Count four times her age. Desperate to escape, she fled into the cold night… and straight into blood. A stranger. Wounded. Beautiful. Terrifying. She should’ve left him. But she didn’t. She touched him once—and fate branded her forever. Her uncle caught her the next morning. Her escape failed. But when she begged Queen Olga for protection, the Queen offered her a deadly bargain: Marry the masked Grand Duke of Zolotaria. The king’s hunting dog. The butcher of the East. The devil in a crown. The man feared by kings. The heir to the throne. The same man she once saved. Ivan Romanov. They say he bathes in blood. That he kills without blinking. That he conquered kingdoms with a smile behind a mask. That no one sees his face—and lives. Some call him the devil. Others call him Death’s favorite son. But behind the mask is the same man she found dying in the dark. The same voice that haunted her dreams. The same hands she once held. Now, he’s her husband. Her jailer. Her obsession. She doesn’t know if she’s his prisoner, or his weakness. Cold and untouchable, Ivan doesn’t share his bed. Doesn’t share his secrets. But she sees it—the hunger in his eyes. The pain in his silence. The way he looks at her like she’s the only thing keeping his demons at bay. She should fear him. She should hate him. But the moment she dares to take off his mask… it’s already too late. Because Ivan wants her—her fire, her body, her heart. And in his world, what he wants, he keeps. Even if it means burning down the kingdom. She thought she was running from hell. She ended up in his bed. And the most dangerous thing of all? She doesn’t want to leave. ___________________________________ Just a Heads-Up: The spicy stuff doesn't happen right away. It begins from chapter 28. This story takes its time setting the mood and building the connection first—trust the slow burn!

Astraea is banished from the underworld and sent to the human world after being falsely accused of murder. After being sent to live among humans, whom she loathes, she encounters a human who would turn out to be her saving grace in ways that she couldn't even begin to imagine. *** Zephyra has always had a hard life. Born to an abusive father and a weak mother, she has spent her entire life fighting for herself and believing that no one was going to save her, until one day, Astraea shows up, and Zephyra finally feels like she finally met her guardian angel. But what happens when the angel turns out to be a demon whose presence sucks out every last drop of her humanity and turns her into an empty vessel—literally? This book is rated 18+ with mature content such as: *Violence {lots of it} *Smut P.S: Characters might be mentally unstable sometimes. Enjoy!

There was breaking news in Beijing. “Master Qiao’s wife for twelve years ran away! Without taking her son with her!” Rumors spread like wildfire. Some said that Master Qiao was two-faced with a cold attitude which led to an unhappy marriage. Others said his wife got together with another man. And a few said, their son was too ugly. One day, the little boy found Ye Jiaqi and cried,” Qiqi, daddy says I was bought from a pet shop.” “How can you buy such a gorgeous son from the pet shop,” Ye Jiaqi replied, “You were obviously won… From a lottery.” … Twenty years ago, he had spoiled her to the heavens. Twenty years later, he spoiled both of them to the heavens and back. And from then on, Master Qiao had only one person in his heart.

A golden grave. A cursed tarot card in flames. The nauseating sex sound of her best friend with her boyfriend. A spiraling mental state and poverty at its cruelest… What could possibly top that kind of madness? A fate she never asked for—becoming the mortal bride of the Vampire King. ☆ Wish had always tried to be strong, but life kept knocking her down. Then she found a strange, lonely grave that changed everything. At first, she thought she was cursed. But then came him—the devastatingly charming, funny, and slightly dangerous Vampire King who seemed to not only love the tatse of her blood but every single thing about her. He fell first. She fell harder. But love between a mortal and the most hunting creature in the multiverse? That comes at a cost. She thought love would save her. Instead, it will test every part of her. ☆☆☆☆☆ Dive into a fantasy romance of heartbreak, healing, and fate—where the wrong people must be let go for the right one to rise. Perfect for fans of slow-burn obsession, monster royalty, and fated mates that hurt. |Daily updates is promised!| |Mature Contents ahead!| |And lots of exciting Royal drama!!!|

In a city ruled by power and privilege, love is the last thing billionaire CEO Ace Wolfe is looking for. With an empire to protect and a family legacy hanging in the balance, he needs a bride—fast. Not for love. Not for romance. Just for the contract. A name on paper. An heir in the future. But Alara Grey is anything but paper-thin. Working at a cozy coffee shop and struggling to support her younger sister and ailing mother, Alara’s life is a far cry from penthouses and black cards. She’s strong, grounded, and proud—until desperation forces her to consider the unthinkable. When her mother’s life hangs in the balance and every option runs out, Ace’s cold proposal becomes her only salvation. The deal is simple: marriage, wealth, protection—for a price. No feelings. No strings. No questions. But what begins as a contract signed in desperation quickly spirals into a passionate storm neither of them expected. Alara is drawn to Ace’s dangerous charm and bruised soul, while Ace becomes obsessed with the fiery woman who challenges him in ways no one else dares. As public appearances blur into private touches and stolen glances turn into sleepless nights, lines begin to blur—and so do hearts. Yet in the shadows, jealousy brews. Eve, Ace’s ex and an A-list model, wants her place back—and will go to any length to ruin Alara. Ryan, Alara’s unstable ex-boyfriend, returns with an obsession that becomes dangerously unhinged. And Percy, the trusted friend, hides envy behind fake smiles and betrayal behind loyalty. Alara must navigate fame, danger, and the weight of a world that doesn’t want her to belong—all while falling for the man who swore he’d never love. But when tragedy strikes and secrets unravel, both must confront a truth they never planned for: This marriage may have started with ink and a signature… …but it could end in real love. ⸻ CONTRACT BRIDE is a sultry, emotionally charged tale of passion, power, and sacrifice. With lavish settings, cinematic drama, and a heroine who rises against all odds, this slow-burn romance will leave readers breathless, rooting for a love that was never supposed to be. Perfect for fans of: • Billionaire + everyday girl • Contract marriage to love • Emotional twists with spicy scenes • Loyalty, betrayal, and second chances

"The Bride Who Was Left Behind" "Midnight After the Vows" "Veil of Shame" "When the Groom Never Came" **** “Left at the altar. Broken in front of the world. And in the arms of a stranger by midnight.” Calliah thought she had it all — the perfect dress, the perfect man, the perfect day. But when her groom vanishes and her father collapses at the altar, her dream wedding spirals into a nightmare. Drenched in rain, drowning in shame, she stumbles into the city’s most dangerous slot house — and into the arms of a green-eyed stranger with a wicked smile and secrets of his own. One night. One mistake. One man who makes her forget. But forgetting has a price. Because some scars don’t fade with time… and some strangers aren’t strangers at all. A gripping dark romance about heartbreak, survival, and the fire that rises from ruin.

She was the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family—abandoned by her father, oppressed by his legal wife, and humiliated by the so-called sister. She watched her mother perish in a raging fire and was thrown into the flames herself. Her name was Janice. And she died in that fire. Ten years later, under a new identity and the name “Janet,” she survives in silence. Forced by her stepmother to marry a wealthy heir rumored to be "paralyzed and disabled," she becomes entangled in a vicious struggle of family betrayal and ruthless power games. With cold eyes, she watches the hypocrites who once trampled her into the mud—one by one, they will become prey on her road to revenge. Her wheelchair-bound "husband" Philip, the feuding brothers Charles and August… But what she didn't expect was that the boy who once quietly handed her a handkerchief all those years ago would become the most unpredictable piece in her game of fate. She has returned—not for hatred, but to personally end the past that was once crushed beneath their feet.

Riley Bennett is a sharp, fiercely independent screenwriter from Los Angeles, weighed down by her family’s mounting debts and her mother’s critical illness. As she struggles in a cutthroat publishing industry, a chance encounter at an Upper East Side gala introduces her to Alexander Grant—CEO of the Grant Group, heir to a British noble family, and a cold, calculated titan of finance. Alexander is under immense pressure from his aristocratic family to marry before his 27th birthday or lose his right to inherit. Disdainful of love and emotionally distant, he proposes a solution: a marriage contract. Riley, desperate to help her family, reluctantly agrees. Their three-year agreement is clear: no romance, no intimacy, no interference in each other’s personal lives—but in public, they must act like a picture-perfect couple. What begins as a calculated arrangement quickly spirals into something far more complicated. Living under the same roof, Riley's warmth and sincerity begin to thaw Alexander’s icy exterior. She uncovers the traumas he hides beneath his controlled facade, while he finds himself captivated by her spirit—an unexpected, irreplaceable presence in his life. Just as emotions begin to surface, Alexander’s aristocratic first love, Elena, returns to the spotlight, announcing their “rekindled romance” to the media. Crushed and feeling like a mere pawn, Riley launches a “self-destructive breakup plan”—wild parties, tabloid scandals, and daring outfits—hoping Alexander will walk away. But Alexander doesn’t. Instead, his jealousy reveals emotions he can no longer contain. When Riley is nearly humiliated at a high-society gala, Alexander publicly claims her as his wife in a dramatic, protective gesture—turning media frenzy into a declaration of devotion. As they grow closer again, Riley’s famous ex, Hollywood actor Lucas Ward, reappears offering both affection and funding for her new screenplay. Alexander opposes it, leading to a heated argument and yet another emotional rift. Meanwhile, Elena fakes a pregnancy to trap Alexander, triggering chaos in the family and threatening his inheritance. Caught between love and legacy, Alexander makes his choice. He flies to Los Angeles, finds Riley backstage at her script premiere, and kneels before her with a heartfelt vow: “If I could rewrite the contract, I’d write your name next to forever.” Riley lets down her guard. They stop running from their feelings and rewrite the rules. In the end, Alexander gives up part of his control over the company to keep what matters most—her. Riley’s script is adapted into an Oscar-winning film, marking her breakthr In a contract built on conditions, love was the one clause never written—yet the only one that couldn’t be broken.

It was never meant to be a union. Only a transaction. When Seraphina, the illegitimate daughter of a Southern High Lord, is bartered off in marriage to the cold High Lord of the North, she expects cold stone, colder glances, and a life spent in silence. Instead, she finds herself at the heart of an ancient fortress pulsing with secrets, where every shadow watches, and every man may not be wholly man. Her husband, Lord Aevriel, rules with a cold gaze and iron restraint. Rumored to have murdered his own father to ascend, he is feared by his men and obeyed without question. But beneath his composed cruelty lies something darker, something not entirely human, and Seraphina has just become its most dangerous temptation. Aevriel? He doesn’t want a wife. He wants silence. Obedience. Peace in the haunted dark. But Seraphina makes peace impossible. Their banter is vicious, barbed with heat. Their hatred dances on the edge of something hungrier. Lust coils beneath every glare, every insult, every reluctant brush of skin. He calls her fire. She calls him frost. But neither of them is prepared for what the other truly is. Forced to act as a Southern spy in the North, Seraphina must survive a court of quiet wolves and masked intentions, all while hiding her defiant fire. But as she clashes with Aevriel, their disdain turns volatile, charged with hatred, lust, and the hunger for control. She expected to be owned. She never expected to match him. As Seraphina navigates the cold politics of the North, and Aevriel’s dangerous kin sniff too closely at her Southern scent, something ancient stirs, a truth buried in blood. He was something else... not only wolf. Not human. Something... older. Now, with Seraphina under his roof, and in his bed, the past returns in ways he can’t control. Whispers of prophecy. Bloodlines twisted with something darker. And Seraphina may be the key to unlocking what he’s spent a lifetime running from. They were never supposed to want each other. They were never supposed to need. But in a castle built of frost and secrets, hate and hunger are often the same thing. And what begins as a transaction... might just end in ruin.

She was the overlooked country girl, ridiculed by all, who married Ethan Lancaster—the most powerful man in the city—for the sake of her sister. By day, she lived humbly as a quiet housemaid. By night, she shed her disguise, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty, stepping into the role of a billionaire’s secret stand-in bride. When her secret identity was exposed, the social elite eagerly waited to see her fall from grace. But instead of collapsing, she rose—crafting luxury perfumes, developing miracle cures, and leaving chaos in her wake. And that cold, untouchable CEO? He became hopelessly obsessed. Cradling her in his arms, he declared to the world: "She’s mine. Touch her, and you answer to me."

A few days before her wedding, Melanie's world shatters when her fiance cruelly walks away—only for her to discover he's marrying her sister instead, at the venue meant for her. Heartbroken, humiliated, and abandoned by her family, Melanie ends up in the arms of a cold, powerful stranger: Leonard Westwood, the ruthless billionaire CEO with secrets of his own. He offers her a way out: a two-year contract marriage. No love. No strings. She accepts. But nothing is ever just business when two broken hearts are forced to share the same space. As Melanie steps into her new life, she’s pulled into a twisted web of jealousy, obsession, and betrayal. Rose won’t stop until Melanie is ruined. Adrian, the man who left her, suddenly wants her back. And Leonard’s past won’t stay buried—not when a former lover returns with a vengeance. Worst of all, a hidden truth about Melanie’s identity threatens to turn everything upside down. What happens when they uncover the childhood bond they once shared—but long forgot? In a world of lies, power, and revenge... Will Melanie survive the game she never asked to play—or will falling in love cost her everything?

"Why?? What did I do to deserve this??" "Kill her." Esther De Geire, princess of SilverCrest Empire was killed brutally by her own family. All memories of her life flashed through her eyes and she realised that the family she ran after, never cared for her. When she opened her eyes, she was lying on bed of unknown man. "Where am I? Am I reborn?" The answer was No. Then why is she in a strange man's room who is looking at her with eyes that was filled with happiness and relief. "I will take my revenge no matter what." "Let me help you wifey." The guy looked at Esther with a sinister smile. 'My wife is so innocent and sweet. How can she hurt a fly?' The guy was thinking. But what he didn't knew was that Innocent Esther was a lethal weapon. With a catastrophe that's coming soon, will they be able to stay alive to take revenge or the destruction will be inevitable?

"To survive a death prison, she married a broken prince. To protect him, she played nurse, wife—and shield. But in the end, who saved whom from the deathly prison, where life itself is a game?" ... When Yan Shuixin transmigrates into a novel, she wakes up in a dungeon—midway through a wedding to the infamous Prince An. The empire believes he’s a traitor. Blinded in one eye, disfigured, and crippled, Prince An was thrown into a death prison where nobles gamble on which inmate will die next. He's the royal everyone mocks, the man no one dares to stand beside. But Yan Shuixin knows the truth. She’s read the book. Prince An’s scars were earned saving the emperor, not betraying him. The prison itself is a trap—engineered by the ambitious Prince Jin to eliminate rivals and seize the throne. In six months, the emperor will uncover the truth and send a rescue. But by then, only a handful of the 330 prisoners will still be alive. And the prince’s new bride? Buried with the rest. Now cast in that doomed role, Yan Shuixin has one goal: survive. So she tends to the prince’s wounds, warms his bed, shields him from enemies, and refuses to fear the man fate discarded. She doesn’t expect him to care. She only hopes he lets her live. But when the rescue comes, so does his former fiancée—begging for forgiveness. Prince An only tightened his hold on Yan Shuixin and said coldly: “The mistress of Prince An’s manor is her. Anyone who dares covet her—will be disfigured.” And just like that, the girl who clung to him to stay alive... Had stolen the heart of the forgotten prince. ... Ever since Xiao Ye Heng lost his sight and was disfigured, his heart had turned to ashes. Then came the shattered leg—and with it, his descent into hell. He had long given up on living. He simply waited to die within those prison walls. Until Yan Shuixin appeared—like a beam of sunlight cutting through the gloom. She lit up the life he thought had lost all color, warmed the heart he believed had frozen beyond redemption. She became his reason to live. His obsession. His fate. My Other Works: 1. The Imperial Concubine is the Most Favored in the Harem 2. How to Stop the Villain from Going Crazy

The Bride They Burned He married me for a bet. Then made me bleed to entertain his friends. I was the perfect wife. Obedient. Loving. Devoted. Until my husband turned my life into a game. > “Walk on glass to save your son.” “Smile while you bleed.” “Beg like a good girl.” And when I finally broke, they ended me—with a knife to my heart and laughter in their eyes. But I didn't stay dead. I returned in a new body. More beautiful. More dangerous. And this time—I won’t cry. I won’t beg. I’ll make them fall for me. And then I’ll destroy them. One by one. ---

Marked by birth to serve and dedicate her mortal life to the Namelessly one, Maeveth had always comprehended that her life would never truly belong to her. With ebon skin, midnight hair, exquisitely slanted ears, she bore every trait of a Bride of the Nameless one, save for the singular dissimilarity that set them apart from elves: ancient magic pulsing beneath their veins. Yet she also understood that, so long as she abided beyond the elves’ reach, she could indulge in a semblance of freedom. But that fragile thought began to scatter when darkness befell her home; her mother and sister perished under ominous circumstances, driving Maeveth to believe that this was punishment from the Nameless one. Maeveth had no other option but to accept the life bestowed upon her. For two years, she had known only the cold console of solitude. But when Gravhan, the formidable King of the dark elves, laid eyes on her, he was resolute in his desire to claim her at any cost even if it meant abducting her to his castle. As days passed, the line between what is proscribed and what is right began to fade. Maeveth stood not only on the brink of surrendering her heart but also of provoking the Nameless one's wrath, and the calamitous punishment that would follow.

Alessia Bianchi has survived ten years in silence, bound to the Morano crime family to repay her late father’s mysterious debt. But when her service nears its end, a new chain is fastened around her neck, marriage to Luca Morano, the family’s feared and volatile heir. Luca is every bit the monster they warned her about: powerful, merciless, and dangerously captivating. He’s known for breaking rules and women. But when his obsession with Alessia ignites, so does something unexpected… desire, protection, and a hunger to possess her completely. Torn between her loyalty to a lost love and the storm Luca awakens inside her, Alessia discovers her fate was never hers to escape. Buried deep in her memory lies a secret her father died to protect an encrypted weapon that could eliminate the Atlan Syndicate and crown the Moranos kings of the underworld. But claiming that power means choosing a side, losing herself in the process and even loosing Luca's soul. As war erupts, loyalties fracture, and blood stains white silk, Alessia must decide: Will she give herself to a man born of darkness… Will Luca ever truly love her without possessing her? What if the very secrets hold were the reason her father died? Will Lorenzo rise again not as her saviour but as her enemy? Or rise from the ashes of her past and take control of a world that tried to silence her?

A signature on a contract. One year. No emotions. No mess. But some rules are meant to be broken. Kaya never expected to marry Leon Feng, the cold, calculating, and irritatingly gorgeous CEO. Their deal was simple: a fake marriage to keep the board off his back, and a generous payout for her silence. But nothing about Leon is simple. Not his past. Not his rules. And definitely not the way he starts looking at her like she’s the only thing that makes sense. In a world of boardroom betrayals, brutal secrets, and headlines waiting to explode, Kaya must navigate the most dangerous part of their contract: the feelings they swore they’d never catch. Because falling in love was never part of the agreement. And neither of them are prepared for what happens when business turns personal.

Scarlet Winter's life had been a rollercoaster as she battles to provide for her parasitic family. Yet, It is not enough until she was used for debt repayment... In repayment of her been adopted, she must comply to the agreement... she must become his wife. But then fate had another plans for her... A path that unveils the errors of the past and present.

On her wedding day, Isabella thought she had it all — the man she loved, the perfect dress, and her family’s blessing. Until she discovered the groom she adored was secretly in love… with her sister. Betrayed and left for dead, Isabella wakes up five years earlier — before her engagement, before the lies. This time, she won’t be their victim. This time, she’ll make them pay. And she’ll use their most dangerous enemy — the ruthless CEO who once destroyed her family — as her weapon… and maybe her lover.

The Unseen: The Bride of the Night Synopsis: On the morning of her forced wedding, eighteen-year-old Asiya runs—not toward freedom, but into the waiting jaws of something ancient. Fleeing her father’s control and the ghosts of a past no one believes, she finds herself drawn to a mansion that shouldn’t exist—a place that breathes, remembers, and chooses its own inhabitants. Inside, she meets Rael: a cursed vampire-jinn prince bound to a dying house, abandoned by a runaway bride, and days away from losing his power forever. Desperate to survive, Rael offers Asiya a deal: marry him by contract, and he’ll protect her from the life she left behind. But this house doesn’t just shelter secrets—it feeds on them. Asiya begins to lose her memories. Whispers echo through the halls. And the bride who fled before her may not have escaped at all. As the house wakes, pulsing with wrath and longing, Asiya must unravel a century-old betrayal—and decide whether she’s a sacrifice, a savior, or something far more dangerous. Because in this house, nothing stays buried. And no bride walks away unchanged.

“I… I feel weird,” Rielle whispered, cheeks flushed and eyes glassy, her small body trembling between the three alphas. “Weird… how?” Theron murmured into her ear, his tongue flicking the shell before his teeth grazed it—slow, deliberate. She gasped, overwhelmed and innocent. “I-it’s warm. In my chest. In my stomach. Everywhere. It’s… nice. A little scary… but I—I want more…” Zeven cursed under his breath. Eryx’s hands flexed around her waist. “That’s not weird, little one,” Zeven said, brushing his lips down her jawline. “That’s your body begging.” Before she could respond, Theron pulled her closer, his forehead resting against hers. “You want more?” he growled. “Then we’ll give you everything.” Behind her, Eryx knelt, his hands sliding up her thighs as he pressed his face into her back. “We’ll take it slow…” he whispered, voice tight with restraint. “Let us show you how it feels… to be worshipped.” — Rielle never thought anyone would want her. Limping. Stammering. Unable to shift. A bastard daughter hidden in the servants’ quarters. Mocked by her pack, beaten by her stepmother, ignored by her Alpha father. She wasn’t a daughter—they barely treated her like a person. Her days were filled with scrubbing floors, enduring punishments for crimes she didn’t commit, and shrinking into corners to avoid attention. Her only power was in surviving… quietly. And just when she thought her life couldn’t get any worse—they sent her away as a political bride. A living peace offering. She wasn’t being offered to one Alpha… But to three. The infamous Alpha Triplets of the Bloodfang Pack—Alpha Theron, Alpha Zeven, Alpha Eryx—ruthless rulers of a territory whispered about in fear. Wolves said anyone who entered their domain either returned changed... or never returned at all. They told her not to expect affection. They told her she was nothing more than a duty. And at first, the triplets treated her exactly like that. But Rielle never fought back. She never yelled, never begged. She simply smiled and endured like she always had. Until they began to notice her scars and her strength. And they couldn’t look away anymore. As Rielle struggles to survive in a place where even the moon seems colder, something inside her begins to awaken. A power long forgotten. A bloodline others would kill to possess. And the triplets? They may be the only ones who can protect her.

In this Victorian-era world of eldritch horrors and forgotten gods, Lucien Albrecht runs a simple business—if something is cursed, godly, monstrous, or downright evil, he’ll take care of it. No questions, no morals—just results. Of course for the right amount of money. But his life takes an unwanted turn when Sella Varcosta, an elite hunter from the Black Chapel, finally tracks him down. She’s spent many hours training to kill him—until she discovers the truth: if she doesn’t drink his blood, she will die. And the Black Chapel of Assassins wants him dead. Again. Unfortunately, Lucien is the last person to rely on. He avoids attachments like the plague, refuses to be controlled by anyone—including fate—and would rather set himself on fire than be someone’s lifeline. But with witches on the rise, gods and goddesses and beasts escaping their own tarot cards to cause havoc, and a a deadly plague corrupting and killing the land slowly, Lucien and Sella are forced into an uneasy alliance. As they dive deeper into the fractured history of their world, they begin to unravel mysteries, villains, and something far worse than curses or corruption—a forgotten cycle of death and rebirth, one that binds them together in ways neither of them understand. And when the final hunt begins, only one thing is certain—they will either save each other, or destroy everything in their path.

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”