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I had never imagined my life would eventually turn into a business deal. But when my father's hospital bills reached a surprisingly huge amount, I thought that was all not until my landlord decided I was better off homeless. At this point, I had no choice but to sign a contract with Alexander Pierce, a man whose presence alone screams arrogance and pride with power. The deal was simple: marry him for a year and three months, feign to be his devoted loving wife, and in turn, I will regain my financial freedom. But I can't say there was something simple about Alexander. His gaze burns too deep, his touches linger too long, and harder it becomes to state what's real or fake. I signed a contract. I never signed up for falling in love. But tell that to my heart. Author’s Note: The story continues… Read the full Part 1 here: https://selar.com/186u7cb888 Join my WhatsApp channel for updates and new releases: https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbBtKOQE50UfXertGw0a

[Mature Content. Dark Romance. Drama.] What would you do if your loving husband returned home with his secret second family? That is exactly what happens to Claudia Hoffman. Her happily married life is torn asunder when she comes home to her husband's mistress, her abusive half-sister Clarissa and their daughter. Claudia's own daughter, Aurora, is then pushed down the stairs, and Claudia is framed for the attempted murder of her own daughter. Desperate to clear her name and protect her comatose daughter, Claudia is forced to seek help from the psychiatrist assigned to her case—her devil of an ex, Ray Gatlin, the man she left on bitter terms. Ray is cold, calculating, and dangerously powerful, a certified sociopath with immense wealth, influence, and a decade-old grudge against the woman who once humiliated him. He agrees to help her, but only if she signs a “pet contract” that binds her to him, granting the devil complete control, even over her own body. With no other choice, Claudia signs that insane contract . Now trapped in a dangerous bargain with the man she once loved, she must navigate a twisted game of revenge, obsession, and lingering desire. But as old emotions resurface and buried truths unravel, she discovers something far more terrifying: Ray may have had a hand in her downfall. Can she thaw the heart of a devil and prove her innocence,
Or will she lose herself to the contract she signs? * Commissioned cover art by @durudara Follow and contact me on Instagram: @foreverpupa *

He called her plain to her face. She needed the money too badly to walk out. Ruby Brown has spent a year as Ethan moore's assistant. Invisible. Underpaid. Running his errands, absorbing his cruelty, surviving on office coffee and stolen muffins to pay for her sick aunt's care. He has never once said thank you. So when he sits her down, closes his door, and says he needs her, she braces for the worst. What he offers is somehow stranger. "I need a fiancée. You fit the profile. Move in, play the role, sign the contract. I'll pay you Ten thousand dollar monthly Until the contract expires, you get Twenty Thousand upfront." A fake engagement. His penthouse. His rules. Two people who can't stand each other, living under one roof, pretending to be in love. What could go wrong? Everything. Because Ethan didn't plan for the quiet moments between the performances. The mornings she hums in his kitchen. The night she calls him out on his cruelty and he doesn't fire back. The way Mateo Brooks looks at them both and says "She's good for you" and Ethan doesn't laugh. He signed a contract to use her. She signed one to survive. Neither of them signed up for this. Enemies don't fall in love. But apparently, nobody told them that.

At Twenty-three, Scarlett Bellingham signs a ten-year contract with London’s most powerful billionaire, Jude Maguire. To the world she is the perfect wife; elegant, fashionable, composed and untouchable. But behind closed doors, their marriage is just an agreement on paper. Scarlett keeps her end of the deal smoothly even when she unexpectedly gets pregnant. She refuses to let motherhood weaken the life she has spent years building being Mrs Maguire. As the contract comes close to its expiration date then Micheal Gerard, a rival CEO who likes Scarlett shows up. Scarlett then finds herself at the center of a dangerous game as her carefully constructed world starts to crumble . Jealousy from a love interest develops. Hatred and betrayal from family surfaces but the truth is far more dangerous than anyone could imagine it to be. When the truth is finally exposed , Jude is forced to choose between the empire he controls and the woman he never intended to love. But Scarlett doesn't wait for him to choose as she walks away. Leaving behind the man who finally learned how to love and the children she calls nothing but a contract bonus. But she returns and this time not for survival but to destroy everything and take control.

She was never meant to be chosen. When her sister disappears without a trace, the only thing she leaves behind is a message that wasn’t meant for her: “Your match has been confirmed.” Desperate for answers, she makes a dangerous decision— She takes her sister’s place. But the moment she steps into his world, everything feels… wrong. Adrian Cole is not a man who misses details. He watches too closely. Questions too carefully. And worst of all— He acts like he already knows she isn’t the woman he was supposed to meet. As secrets begin to surface, she uncovers something far more terrifying than a missing sister… A contract she was never meant to see. A system built on control, identity, and silence. And a truth that ties her family to a past she doesn’t understand. But she’s not the only one hiding something. Because the deeper she goes, the more dangerous he becomes— Not just to her secrets… But to her heart. And when her sister finally returns at the worst possible moment— She’s forced to face the truth: Was she really stepping into her sister’s life… Or was she always meant to replace her?

In the middle of the castle garden stood a table prepared for an elegant tea, draped in white lace, set with blue-and-white porcelain, tiered trays of pastel pastries, and crystal cups releasing the mingled scents of roses and spiced leaves in the warm afternoon air. And in the midst of this carefully arranged ensemble lay Mirabelle Luchs. Her wild curls were spread across plates and among the tempting desserts. Her dress had been pushed up to her hips, her legs bent and braced against the edge of the table, trembling. Elegant male hands pressed them farther apart while she desperately tried to close them. Between her legs was the head of a man. His pointed fox ears twitched with amusement as his tongue moved over her again and again. ---- Mirabelle Luchs wakes up in a world that should not exist. A feudal beast kingdom ruled by instinct, hierarchy, and conquest. A world where aristocracy is carved into bloodlines and women like her are used to secure peace after defeat. She inhabits the body of an unmated duchess from the losing side of a brutal war. Sheltered until now. Politically valuable. Offered by treaty to powerful beast nobles from the victorious realm. Men who do not hide their expectations, their presence, or their hunger. Mirabelle is unprepared for medieval court life, for beast instincts worn openly, for how closely power and desire intertwine in this world. But she refuses to remain a passive prize. With a modern mind and a sharp sense for social dynamics, Mirabelle begins to turn the rules against those who seek to control her. Provocation becomes a choice. Submission a performance. A mature reverse harem fantasy set in a medieval beast world, featuring political marriages, power games, and a female lead who refuses to be ruled quietly. Also it is slow burn;)

Amara Piers is living the dream everyone double-taps on Instagram. For ten years, Sebastian Creed hasn’t just been her husband; he’s been her entire world. As the charismatic CEO of a global empire, Sebastian is the man who has everything, yet he acts as if Amara is his only prize. The handwritten morning notes, the spontaneous anniversary trips to Paris, the way he looks at her as if she’s the only woman in the room—it was the "perfect" marriage. Or so she thought. The facade doesn’t crack; it shatters. On a mundane Thursday morning, a stranger delivers a sentence that turns Amara’s fairy tale into a psychological horror story: “Ma’am, I’m sorry... but your marriage certificate and your child’s adoption papers are both fake.” In one heartbeat, Amara realizes she isn’t a wife, and she might not legally be a mother. The man she worshipped hasn’t just been keeping secrets; he’s been orchestrating a decade-long performance. As the walls of her high-end life close in, Amara must face a terrifying reality: Sebastian Creed didn't marry her because he loved her. He "captured" her. Now, the woman who was once his greatest treasure is becoming his greatest threat. To reclaim her life and walk away from her husband's child, Amara must disappear from a man who has the resources to find anyone, anywhere. But how do you run from a man who knows your every thought before you even think it? She was the woman he claimed to love. Now, she’s the one woman he can’t be allowed to keep.

“No… I won't.” “Oh, petal, I wasn't asking. You WILL marry me.” **** Dr. Kiyomi, a neurosurgeon rogue lycan, lives in & never leaves the human hospital— the safest place for her. That’s until a high-profile mafia surgery goes wrong and she’s blamed for it despite being on leave. Suddenly the limelight is on her, forcing her rare last name back into the memories of people who have long wanted her dead — the Bogdan Lycans. As if that isn't enough, the Ivanov Russian mob is after her with vengeance in their hearts. Scared, Kiyomi leaves the hospital pretending to be a night-shift male nurse — which works, only for her to be kidnapped at the hospital’s entrance, by the cruel lycan queen’s guards who drag her to the queen Sakura’s human home. — — — Sakura Watanabe; the soulless crazy queen known to screw up everyone for fun. She ruins everything she touches and sucks the life out of everyone around her. She is bad, cruel, and a menace who does whatever she wants, however, and whenever she wants it. When she hears of Dr. Kiyomi’s misfortunes, she is curious to see what will make that lycan break, and orders that Kiyomi be brought to her, so she can sign the infamous Sakura contract that always leaves the signee dead, dead and dead. What Sakura doesn't factor in is the fact that the woman who walks through her door is her soulmate. And even worse is the desire she gets to protect Kiyomi. Not one to relent in the hands of fate, Sakura forces Kiyomi to sign the oppressive contract. What happens when Sakura's heart starts beating for Kiyomi, and she goes after everyone who hurt her soulmate? Will she cancel the contract and embrace love, or will she stay the stoic soulless queen with nothing to live for? And even better, how long can Sakura fight fate?

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

Five years ago, Stephanie was branded a homewrecker and cast as the villain in her sister’s love story. “The woman who tried to steal her sister’s fiancé.” “Homewrecker genes are hereditary. Like mother, like daughter.” Those whispers followed her everywhere. Now, under her grandfather’s pressure, she was forced to meet his friend’s grandson, Cliff Graham, the most notorious womanizer in the country. Cliff wants only one thing: a marriage that will satisfy his grandfather. “Be my wife for one year in the public eye.” It is the perfect deal. Her reputation could be restored. Her grandparents would finally stop pressuring her. Yet, to his surprise, she refuses. “I’m sorry, Mr. Graham. I can’t comply with your wishes.” Discord: https://discord.gg/VXhcPVEjcD 1 bonus chapter for 1 review

Five years ago, Gianna Aldo was left at the altar by the man she loved—and lost everything in a single, devastating day. Now a celebrated jewelry designer, she’s built a glittering life from the ruins of her past. But when fate throws her back into Zane Whitman’s world through a cruel twist she never saw coming, the wounds she thought had healed begin to bleed again. Long-buried secrets soon rise to the surface, threatening to unravel everything Gianna believes about their past. Yet she refuses to be shaken. She is no longer the broken bride who once waited in white. Instead, she is the woman who will burn his empire to the ground. This is the second installment in the Dark Revenge Series, though it can be enjoyed as a complete standalone. However, to gain deeper context, check out Book 1: Dark Revenge of an Unwanted Wife.

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. Forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess, and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies would be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. ... “Mr. Lu, it seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Westley’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other, and also we are complete strangers?” Evie nodded in confidence. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible, and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Westley's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” ... “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's an almighty giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. While the world waited for news of their divorce, they were instead blindsided by a single post from the country’s most powerful man: "Whoever said we were getting divorced? Keep waiting; too bad you’ll be waiting forever." The Internet exploded and the entire town was confused. #Sweetheart #1v1 #Secretidentity #Genius #Quicksweetsatifyingrevenge #faceslapping

Salin just wanted to survive. Drowning in debt, desperate to pay for his mother’s surgery, he had no way out. The last thing he expected was that one kiss with a stranger would turn his world upside down. Jun-Ho was cold, dangerous, a mafia heir and scarred by a past that made him reject any kind of touch. He had never felt desire. Never wanted anyone. Until Salin. One kiss changed everything. Fear turned into craving. A frozen body stirred. But Jun-Ho didn’t know how to deal with it, so he made an offer Salin couldn’t refuse: “Pretend to be my fiancé. In return, your debt disappears.” Salin agreed. Because he had to. But also... because he wanted to. Jun-Ho’s gaze promised pleasure. His touch trembled. And Salin wanted more. But Jun-Ho wanted too, and couldn’t act on it. And that slowly tore them both apart. Salin teased, surrendered, backed off, then tried again. Jun-Ho burned, torn between fear and longing. Between panic and pleasure. And when the touch finally happened… it was too much. Intense. Addictive. Overwhelming. The problem? Neither of them knew how to stop. What started as a deal turned into obsession, desire, and danger. ~ Mature Content Warning: This story explores psychological trauma, themes related to organized crime, healing, intense romance, and therapy. It includes a chapter with involuntary substance use and an attempted assault. While there are no explicit or graphic scenes, some content may be sensitive. Reader discretion is advised. Note: This story has a happy ending. (This Book is also being published in Portuguese )

Delfina’s heart shatters when her so-called fiancé, Filippo, abandons her at the altar on the day they are meant to exchange vows. His excuse; he must rush to the side of her stepsister, who was coincidentally involved in an accident. Refusing to be discarded so easily, Delfina confronts him, only to witness a cruel, heartless side of Filippo she never knew existed. Broken and desperate, she pleads for help, but her family turns their backs on her, choosing silence over justice all because their marriage was an arranged alliance. Rescued by her best friend, Delfina seeks escape in a nightclub, determined to drown her pain in alcohol. What she never expects is to spend one reckless night with the very man she should never have crossed paths with—an encounter that leaves her pregnant. Dominic Silvestri is the feared heir to the underground mafia world, ruling from the shadows with an iron fist. Ruthless and untouchable, there is only one thing preventing him from officially claiming his father’s throne—an heir. Years after that unforgettable night with a mysterious woman, Dominic sees her again but this time, with a young boy who looks unmistakably like him. With his father watching and enemies closing in, Dominic has no choice but to offer Delfina a contract marriage—one designed to deceive his father and secure his position. But Delfina didn’t return just to survive. She comes back with two goals; to make her family pay for their betrayal and to stop Filippo from selling the shares she owns in his company. What happens when the dangerous man she’s supposed to fear wants to keep her around like a possession until he gets what he wants? Will Delfina use him just as ruthlessly as he is using her? And what will become of them when enemies from both sides unite to tear them apart?

"Sign the paper, Maya. It’s the most money a girl like you will ever see." Maya thought old Mr. Sterling was just the kindest regular at her diner—a man who liked his coffee black and his eggs over-easy. She didn’t know he was the patriarch of a billion-dollar empire. And she certainly didn't know that his final wish was for his ruthless, ice-veined son, Reid Sterling, to marry her. To Reid, Maya is a calculating grifter who "charmed" a dying old man into a payday. To Maya, Reid is a silver-spooned prick who wouldn't know a hard day's work if it hit him in his custom-tailored chest. The Deal: One year of marriage. Five million dollars. No touching. No feelings. But as Maya is pulled into a world of vultures in silk suits, she realizes the Sterling family secrets are deadlier than the debt she’s trying to escape. And Reid? He’s beginning to realize that the "gold-digger" he hates is the only person who actually sees the man behind the money. "You’re just a clause in a contract, Maya. Don't forget that." "Trust me, Reid. For five million dollars, I can forget you even exist."

Luna always thought her life was ordinary—until a single car accident changed everything. Waking up with fragmented memories, she discovers a shadow from her past is watching her, someone who knows her in ways even she doesn’t. Bound by a one-year contract marriage to the enigmatic and fiercely protective Ethan, Luna finds herself caught between buried secrets, a mysterious figure from her childhood, and the truth about her father—a truth someone wants to keep hidden at all costs. As memories resurface and danger closes in, Luna must decide who to trust: the man sworn to protect her, or the ghost of her past who knows her better than she knows herself. One year. One contract. One chance at survival—and love.

Forced into signing a marriage contract under unknown circumstances, Cassia is brought into the Duke’s world with no way out. What begins as obligation quickly turns into something far more complicated. The Duke is distant, commanding, and impossible to ignore. The closer she gets, the stronger the pull becomes, even when every instinct tells her to resist. Semi fast paced Romantasy, after initial burn in FtMtDoD will focus on romance and kingdom-building. thank you for reading

Kira has spent her life believing she's cursed - a wolfless embarrassment her father barely tolerates. But when she's forced into a contract marriage with the cold and terrifying Lycan King, she learns the truth is far more deadly. *** Derek Wolfe didn't ask for a wife, just a womb for his heir. Emotionless, merciless, and built entirely from brooding muscle and trauma, the Lycan King intends to use her, then send her back where she came from. But when an assassination attempt exposes the lies surrounding her birth, he realises he's married something far more dangerous than a powerless girl. P.S: This is a slow-burn love story.

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

The mistake her father made when he was young forced her to marry him. Handsome and wealthy, yet full of danger, she knew she must never be entangled with him. But after two years of married life, his indulgence and tenderness gradually seeped into her heart... * Just when she innocently thought they were heading for a perfect ending, He brought up divorce at her lowest and most heartbroken moment, when her father died and she lost their child... Since then, she has been poor and downcast, never able to enter his world again... * After four years, they met again. He was still as spirited, with his wedding to his fiancée approaching. With tears in her eyes, she finally realized all her struggles in finding a job over the past four years were because of him... * It turns out their marriage was nothing more than a scheme he devised with her father for the woman he deeply loved... All this time, he had never said those three words to her because he never loved her... * Who would have thought that she would bear his child again, even though they now belonged to separate worlds?... Only to discover in the end that his revenge on her had just begun...