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After her twin sister elopes with her lover to avoid her betrothal, Giselle has no choice but to marry the ruler of Montegnera and King of the Wolves, King Fabio Castille, as a substitute bride. There's one small problem though. It is hate at first sight and, by some cruel twist of fate, Fabio turns out to be her soulmate. Of course it doesn't help that the King is still in love with her sister and is determined to keep desperately searching for her. But try as he might, he can't ignore the tension and bond between them, a tension so raw it keeps pulling him to her room every night... Can Fabio put aside his past feelings and accept his soul mate in spite of the betrayal? Can Giselle sacrifice her hatred for Fabio to secure a good match and protect her family's name from shame? Or will she accept the King's rejection and lose her soulmate forever? It wouldn't be easy for the new royal couple but one thing remains certain: only by learning to love each other would they be able to survive the dangers that threaten the peace of the kingdom. ** "Well, what are you waiting for? Get on the bed.." Giselle flinched but something rooted her on the spot. His chest was already bare, smooth yet solid muscle. She found herself having a hard time looking at him and focused on his lips instead. "This isn't about you," he said, voice barely above a whisper. "This is for the court. For my bloodline. I'll be gentle with you, don't worry, but don't mistake my gentleness for anything more." His lips brushed her collarbone. His hands were steady, his touch precise. A part of her wanted to push him away, but another part—the bond—ached at his nearness. Her skin prickled, her pulse surging. He took two steps forward and Giselle mirrored him by moving back on instinct. When his strong, calloused fingers trailed down her thighs, she threw her head back with a quiet moan. He stopped suddenly and she bit back a whimper, trembling nervously. Fabio traced her skin, his touch feather-light yet it felt like fire lit up within her. He pulled her thighs apart and she trembled, a tinge of fear dousing her arousal. "Have you done this before?" He asked plainly. Their eyes met and she shook her head. Surprise danced across his eyes but his expressionless face hid it well. He proceeded to slip his fingers where it ached the most, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "Your Majesty, I-" "Just relax," He said, not lovingly or anything but enough that Giselle's body seemed to follow his instructions, "Breathe and let go." He pushed his fingers into her in one full stride and this time she couldn't contain her moans. That intense bubble of pleasure bloomed within her, pulling tighter and tighter the more he pumped inside her. To his credit, he seemed concentrated on the job at hand, the muscles on his forearm working faster. Then, still inside her, he curved his middle fingers, hitting a spot she didn't even know existed. Giselle came apart. "Oo-ooh, oh my-" her thighs shook and she almost sobbed at the feeling. Fabio withdrew his fingers and it took everything not to chase after it. He shrugged off his shirt and tie, unbuckling his belt with an urgency that made that telltale pressure well up in her lower regions again. With long, black hair falling over his face, it was no surprise that she found him handsome, because he was. The bond sparked, pulling Giselle toward him like a string and she was on her knees before she knew what she was doing, her hands in his. "W-what are you doing?" she hesitated and Fabio grabbed her by the wrists, hoisting her up to face him. "Don't fucking do that, I don't need anything from you. Just let me fuck you and leave." He released her and she fell back on the bed, stunned silent. ** The ultimate enemies-to-lovers troupe with sizzling romance, dazzling royalty and fantasy. Fabio would do anything to push Giselle away and punish her for 'deceiving' her way to the throne but for how long?

Some say that the financial war in City C was a bloody sacrifice prepared by Atlas Hallow's ex-wife for the child who died in her womb. * The most ridiculous experience in Charlotte Miller's life was being forced to marry the man who should have been her sister's husband. After the marriage, she asked Atlas Hallow more than once, "Why me?" He pressed her under him, a deep and unfathomable smile in his eyes, "The Miller Family lost me a bride, shouldn't they compensate me with another one? Mrs. Hallow, I've never made such a bad deal in my life."

I was never supposed to exist in this world — just a shadow of someone else’s name. Raised in the labyrinth of Fujian, I knew nothing of Beijing’s blood-soaked secrets until my estranged father dragged me from my grandmother’s warmth. Now, I wear the face of a girl I’ve never met — the legitimate daughter he’s selling off like wine at a banquet. To Lu Xichian, I was just a body in the dark. Drugged. Delivered. Disposable. Now I live in a villa I don’t belong to, serve people who mock me, and carry the weight of a night no one dares to name. Lin Ruan, the girl meant to marry him, laughs over champagne. Sheng Wuang calls me obedient. And my father? He watches from the shadows, spinning webs I can’t yet see. But I’m not as breakable as they think. My name is Kui Fu. And I will not be erased.

Follow Instagram @sere_nity_lee for new info novel of Serenity Lee [Mature content] [WSA 2022] || Vol 1-3 END "So, you are, my lecturer?" Audia asked as the two of them were on their way in Alvin's private car. Alvin cleared his throat once. "Yes, that is so." "No wonder I feel like I know your face," said Audia, matching her memory. "What do you teach, huh?" "Architecture." Audia nodded her head while her mouth formed an 'o' shape. 'Uh? .... Wait ... what?' Suddenly the nerves of her brain suppress the memory in the hippocampus. "Mr. Mandala?" Audia asked for sure. Which immediately got a nod from Alvin. "No way!" Audia screamed in disbelief. Her eyes narrowed at Alvin. "Why?" asked Alvin in surprise. A Mandala H, that's what Audia remembers when the new lecturer introduced himself when he first taught. Wearing a plaid shirt, smooth hair, neatly slicked back, glasses always perched on his sharp nose. Came with a bag containing his laptop and a textbook for teaching. Lecturer arrogant, pretentious cool, stingy smile, flat face, killer. Very different from Alvin who is now her husband. Unexpectedly 'that Mr. Mandala' and Alvin—her husband, turned out to be the same person. 'That annoying person turned out to be my husband?' she thought. 'Oh noooooo!' * * ******* ** The bride-to-be suddenly withdrew from the marriage due to an arranged marriage. Then run away and the news is not known. The groom-to-be was left speechless in front of the invited guests. Worry for a moment. Canceling the marriage contract or looking for an impromptu replacement bride. Until his eyes caught a woman in a white dress sitting among the invited guests. The other ones were students at his campus where he had just taught. As a substitute teacher. How will the story of their marriage continue? Will the seeds of love grow between these two strangers? With a myriad of question marks in the bride's heart, why was she chosen among the many other single women who were also present at the grand wedding of the son of one of Indonesia's well-known real estate entrepreneurs. cover: www.freepik.com === INCLUDE COLLECTION/TAP LOVE/ADD BEFORE READING. SO THAT THIS STORY IS IN YOUR READING LIST AND GETS NOTIFICATIONS WHEN NEW CHAPTER UPDATES ^^ CONTINUE SUPPORT THIS STORY, by throwing BLUE STONE'S POWER STONES FOR THIS STORY! — 1 POWER STONE WILL GET 1 FREE VOUCHER TO OPEN THE LOCKED BOOK. DON'T FORGET, A 5 STAR REVIEW YES! THANK YOU

In Every Page I Found You Subtitle:Peace,with a name Some stories don’t scream. They whisper — like a wind passing through old diary pages. Like a name you never expected to say again, but still do… in your mind, in your memories. It began somewhere around August 15th, when she was just a girl who thought she knew love. And then he appeared — not with roses or grand gestures, but with a strange charm, calling her “madam” while unknowingly tearing down every wall she had built. He was annoying. He was late. He was unreadable. But somehow… he was home. Their world wasn’t loud. It was made of: -stolen glances across the road -voice notes that never made it to the end -birthday surprises, annual day memories, and hidden tears - coffee dates, long drives, evening walks, and homely visits. -diary entries that said "Please, don’t leave." -and eyes that kept saying "I’m still here." She wrote poems. He gave silence. He showed up. Then faded. Then showed up again. No promises, no declarations, just... presence. But love has strange timings. And people have complicated hearts. This isn’t a fantasy where everything works out — this is real. Messy. Poetic. Raw. This is a story of falling in love with someone who was never officially yours… but never really anyone else’s either. If you’ve ever: kept screenshots to remember how it felt waited for one “good morning” smiled at a voice message you replayed a hundred times or written a diary entry hoping someone would magically read it… This story is for you. ~ Author’s Note Hello readers! I don’t know how you found this book — maybe through a recommendation, maybe by accident. But maybe that’s exactly how the story begins too. Accidentally. Silently. But meaningfully. This book isn’t just fiction. It’s memory. It’s emotion. It’s for the girl who held back her tears and smiled anyway. It’s for the boy who loved but couldn’t say it out loud. It’s for you, if you’ve ever paused at 2 a.m. with a diary on your lap, wondering “Did they ever feel the same?” I poured every raw emotion into this. No filters. No edits. Just honesty. So if you feel something while reading — even a little — let me know. Add this to your collection. Leave a comment. Share it with that one friend who’ll understand. Because sometimes, stories are all we have when people forget. Thank you for not leaving the pages. With love, Charu

When Dawn Collins agreed to marry a stranger, it wasn’t for love—it was for survival. All she wanted was to keep her siblings safe, but fate threw her into the arms of Adam Manchester, a man whose heart still belonged to his wife in a coma. But just when Dawn melts the ice around Adam’s heart and finds herself falling for him… his wife wakes up. Now, torn between guilt, love, and betrayal, Dawn must fight not only for her place beside Adam but for the life she’s built—because some hearts refuse to let go, and some wounds refuse to heal.

Her sister's fiance was said to be dead in an accident, but her parents won't give up on this marriage for their own benefits. Of course, they won't sacrifice her sister - she's always the favored daughter. But as for her, well, they never cared for her. That's how she became a substitute bride for her sister, marrying a dead person. Until she finds out... he wasn't dead at all!

Melisa was a lonely girl destined to be unloved, but fate had other plans when she began having strange dreams—visions of a life where she was forgotten, abandoned, and trapped in a loveless marriage. Forced by her parents to stand at the wedding altar in her sister’s place, she was meant to marry Tristan Soveir, the notorious playboy. But fate twisted once more, and the groom was also swapped—to none other than Leonard Soveir, Tristan’s eldest brother and the powerful heir of the Soveir family. Thrown into an unexpected marriage, Melisa is no longer the timid girl who once faded into the background. This time, she refuses to be a mere substitute for Olivia. With memories of her dream guiding her, she steps forward to change her fate. Follow her journey as she unravels the mystery behind these dreams and fights to carve a new path for herself. Will she still remain in her sister’s shadow, or will she claim a life of her own? "I will never become the pathetic me from my dreams."

Elizart, originally purchased as a plaything for the first princess, rose from the depths of slavery to become the King of the Kingdom through sheer determination. His victory, however, felt hollow without the love he yearned for. He married the stunning thirteenth Princess Zarniya, believing that he had everything he desired. Yet, Zarniya's heart was irrevocably bound to her slave, Madriel. When Madriel perished, Zarniya’s spirit shattered, and she too succumbed to the grief, leaving Elizart alone. As time passed, Elizart’s grip on sanity began to fray. Driven by desperation and obsession, Elizart embarks on a journey through time, intent on reclaiming his lost love and altering the course of history. This saga of power, obsession, and madness reveals the profound depths of his desire and the extreme measures he will take to claim the woman he believes is rightfully his.

All my life, I’ve felt like a side character in someone else’s story. But now, it’s finally my time to shine. Imagine having the worst day ever—betrayed by my best friend, losing my parents, getting hurt by my first love, losing a competition, and spilling coffee on myself. Then, waking up the next morning to find out you're a superstar, with everyone knowing your name and adoring you. Sounds crazy, right? But that’s exactly what happened to me. Navigating this new reality, I must figure out how to handle fame, fortune, and the sudden attention while uncovering the mystery of how this transformation happened. Along the way, I'll face challenges, make new friends, and discover the true meaning of being in the spotlight. ---

To save her family from imminent bankruptcy, Su Wanwan, the youngest daughter of the Su family, is forced to impersonate her runaway elder sister, Su Mingwei, and marry Lu Tingchen, a powerful tycoon in Jiangcheng. Thus kicks off a whirlwind "marriage of convenience" where each seeks what they need.

Kaitlin Hasley has been in love with Samuel St. James. She was 16 when her brother Nathan brought Samuel to their home for the first time. Samuel was 23 at the time. By miracle or just plain faith seven years later, Kaitlin ended up getting married to Samuel. Kaitlin thought that she would get her happy ending unfortunately it was not meant to be. Samuel had already let someone into his heart and was reluctant to let her in. After four years of marriage, Kaitlin was mistreated and unloved. Kaitlin has to choose between staying with Samuel and keep living the way she has been for the past four years of leave and making a new life for herself.

You ain't my real bride….who the hell are you?” He growled darkly in a deep husky tone, causing cold shivers to run down her spine. Daphne surprisingly finds herself on a wedding altar exchanging wedding vows with a man she knew nothing of and literally considered as a stranger. Her sister disappeared strangely on her wedding day and Daphne is forced to take her place. What happens when her sister suddenly resurfaces and begin to pester her life claiming she stole her man and that she would do anything she could to destroy their marriage? And she is forced to live in fear and uncertainty. She discovers her parents were hiding a deep secret. What could her parents be hiding? And how is it connected to her past life?

What if someone suddenly claimed you as a mate? Yeah, Chelsea Amora's life suddenly turned complicated when an Alpha werewolf suddenly claimed herself as a mate. Everything happened suddenly, even Ace, whom Chelsea didn't know at first. Must be her husband? At the time of the wedding, Jack, Chelsea's lover, suddenly disappeared. This forced Chelsea to marry an alpha werewolf and an arrogant CEO named Ace. Yeah, the alpha werewolf who, moments ago, claimed himself as a mate. Chelsea's life gets more complicated after marriage; many facts and secrets are revealed. Chelsea is not an ordinary human. How could she be?

"Sign the papers Muse, and I will keep you safe and bring you revenge served cold on a golden platter." "You are my family's enemy Pierre." "Are you speaking of the family who abandoned you and put you here?" "They are still mine!" The laughter that rang out was filled with disbelief and amusement. "Look here Muse, those papers are not a choice. You will sign them and you will belong to me. I might be your enemy, but I am still your salvation." ~~~~~ Muse Vitale has always lived her life as the beloved adopted daughter of the Vitale family. Her perfect happy world shatters to pieces when the real Vitale heiress returns the take her place after twenty two years. Colleen Shamar is the Real heiress who becomes the villain in Muse's wonderful story. She slowly turns everyone against Muse and paints her as a bad person. Muse is cruelly cast out of the place she had once called home and into the dark confines of prison. Her entire life crumbles before her eyes. However, she finds an unlikely ally in Pierre Donovan who is the cold and calculating heartless business rival who reaches out to her and lifts her out of the dark pits of hell.

On the day of her wedding, Ivy Quinn vanishes, leaving behind only a note: "I’m sorry, I can't marry a blind man." To protect her son from heartbreak, Elizabeth Winters strikes a desperate deal—Ruby, Ivy’s identical twin, must take her sister’s place at the altar. Trapped by duty and family pressure, Ruby agrees, believing it will only last until Stefan’s eyesight is restored. But from the moment they marry, Stefan senses something is different about his "wife." The woman beside him is nothing like the shallow fiancée he once knew. She’s sharp, resilient, and understands his business in a way Ivy never did. Against all odds, he falls harder than ever for this new version of her. And Ruby? She never expected to fall in love with a man who was never meant to be hers. But just when she finds the courage to tell him the truth, Ivy returns, ready to reclaim the life she abandoned. When Stefan finally opens his eyes, will he see the woman who truly stood by him—or will he be too blind to recognize real love? ****Excerpt**** “By the way, did Ruby come to the wedding?” he asked, catching her off guard since she hadn't expected him to ask her that all of a sudden. Was he already suspecting that it was her and not Ivy? Ruby’s fingers froze on the door handle for just a fraction of a second. It was enough to set off alarms in Stefan's head. “I—uh…” She hesitated, but only briefly. “No. She had work. She couldn’t make it.” Was he suspecting a switch already? What must have set off the alarm in his head? Stefan hummed, tilting his head slightly. “Oh, I see. How is she, then? I hope she's coming to visit one of these days?” Her fingers tightened on the handle, though her voice remained steady. “Yeah. She would, the moment she is chanced and can come.” A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Stefan’s lips, though he kept his expression neutral. Interesting. Very interesting. His wife had just lied to him and he didn't know why. Even though he was blind, he'd find out why soon enough.

Eleanor never planned to marry him. She was supposed to be a guest, a quiet spectator in a world of glittering wealth and refined power — until a twist of fate placed her in her sister’s wedding gown, standing across from the enigmatic heir of the Wright family. Their marriage begins as a fragile truce between strangers, bound by family expectations and public appearances. But behind the polite smiles and polite distance, a slow, undeniable pull begins to grow. In the hush of moonlit corridors, at stolen moments between lavish gatherings, Eleanor catches glimpses of the man behind the tailored suits — a man who is as guarded as he is magnetic. Yet the deeper their hearts entwine, the more dangerous their world becomes. Every look, every whispered word risks exposing feelings neither of them can afford to admit. In a marriage built on circumstance, Eleanor must decide: will she protect her heart… or risk everything for the love that’s quietly taking root?

"A girl runs away on her wedding night, leaving another to marry in her place — a tale of identity, silence, and sacrifice."

MATURE CONTENT Who hasn’t dreamed of living in a castle — even if just for a moment? That’s exactly what happened to Amber-Ruby. She discovers that her charming friend and colleague Duncan has been hiding a huge secret: he’s a prince. He claims he needs her help — his terminally ill sister has only 72 hours left, and all she wants is to live like a normal girl one last time he asks her to switch places since she looks exactly as her sister. “It’s just for 72 hours,” she says. “What could possibly go wrong in a castle?” Everything ! Because the reason Duncan gave her was a lie. And what started as a harmless roleplay turns into a dangerous trap. Amber-Ruby is now part of a royal scheme she never saw coming — and she may not survive it. Tangled in a royal web of secrets, danger and desire. ---