I am a well-known good girl in the wealthy circle. Because on the road I obediently paid the hooligans a protection fee, people mocked me behind my back, saying I had no brains. Everyone says I'm encouraging the arrogance of bad people. But later, when I was cornered, it was these hooligans who rode their flashy motorcycles and gathered around me. Among the crowd, a boy with white hair lifted his arrogant smile on his face. "After accepting the protection fee, naturally, this person is under my protection."
Carter loved outdoor adventures. While exploring an unknown cave with friends, he got trapped inside by poisonous gas. Carter wouldn't let me call for outside help, saying there was an undressed girl in the cave and he needed to protect her privacy. I abandoned my concert with millions of fans to rescue him alone, inhaling the toxic fumes that left me unable to speak. Carter got down on one knee and proposed, vowing to protect and never leave me for life. On our wedding day, that undressed girl from the cave stood beside me, holding the microphone and laughing carelessly. Carter patted my head comfortingly, "Sweetheart, the bride always has to say her vows. Since you can't speak, let her say them for you." I listened as they sweetly exchanged vows and professed their love, then turned and signed an organ donation form. Seven days later, my poison-filled body would be sent to Carter's research institute for dissection.
A marriage built on deception. A love neither expected. And a truth that could destroy them both. **** He married a stranger. She became the only truth he ever wanted. When Adrian Alaric Montrose, a duke of Langford, agrees to an arranged marriage, he expects a union of convenience, nothing more. But the quiet grace of his new wife disarms him, her warmth awakening a tenderness he never imagined. What he doesn’t know is that his duchess is not Lady Evelina Harcourt at all, but Clara Whitlow, a humble girl who traded her freedom for her mother’s life. **** She stepped into another woman’s world— and found the one man who could see her truth. Clara Whitlow never meant to deceive anyone. But when desperation forced her into a noblewoman’s place, she became the Duchess of Langford overnight. Cold halls turned warm beneath her care, and the duke who’d never known love began to fall for her kindness, her laughter, her heart. But secrets can only sleep for so long. When the truth surfaces, Clara must face the man she loves, and the ruin her love has wrought. BOOK TROPES: Arranged Marriage Marriage of Convenience (turned real love) Identity Swap / Impostor Bride Forbidden Love Class Difference Romance Hidden Identity Love Born from Deception Slow Burn Romance The Duke Falls First Found Family Redemption & Forgiveness Emotional Reveal / Secret Comes Out
Five years after marriage, my husband suddenly passed away due to asthma, leaving me and my son alone and helpless. Friends lamented that I became a widow at such a young age, and my parents urged me to quickly remarry with my son. However, I firmly disagreed and insisted on staying to mourn my husband. But on the day of my husband's third anniversary, I unexpectedly heard my father-in-law angrily questioning my uncle: "Clearly, it was your brother who had asthma and your brother who died, yet you pretended to be dead to take care of sister-in-law. Was it worth deceiving your own wife and children?" "In these three years, Xiao Lin mourned for you, raising Lele alone. You gave your niece a home, but have you thought about this: from the day you pretended to be dead, Lele lost her father too." At that moment, my blood ran cold, and I realized that the one who died three years ago was not my husband Zhou Zian, but his twin brother Zhou Ziping. And my three years of mourning have been nothing but a joke. That night, I dialed my parents' number: "Dad, Mom, I agree to remarry!"
In her previous life, Xu Ruan was arranged by the head of the family and married Ji Cheng, a soldier in the same village. She listened to the nonsense of her good sister, misunderstood Ji Cheng's personality, divorced him and fled the village, and lived in a big city very poorly. In her second life, she went back to the night she married Ji Cheng, and saw the swelling after Ji Cheng took off his underwear was huge. She had done this thing in her previous life and couldn't close her legs all day long. She felt that she had misunderstood him in her previous life. He looked handsome, lived a good life, and had a particularly strong stamina. In this life, she must make up for the lack of husband and wife life in the previous life, and continue to live well with Ji Cheng in this life. (The setting is a chronological essay in the 1980s, an alternate background, rural life, and a living essay. All the settings are the author's private setting and do not substitute for the real situation.)
When I was eighteen, my father let my stepmother marry me off to an infamous politician. "This is how you'll repay us for raising you." Liam took a bullet for me. As the bullet pierced his chest, he gasped, "Ava, run." "I'll repay her debt. If that's not enough, take my life instead." I ran. My family's bodyguards never found me again. Five years later, Liam became a Silicon Valley titan, his face gracing the cover of Forbes. He signed a prenuptial agreement that gave me half of his company's shares. He said, "Everything I have is yours." The gossip in our circle was always the same— Others clawed their way to the top for fame and fortune. Only Liam did it for the one he loved. The day he topped the list of the world's wealthiest, he placed a wedding ring on my finger. We stood in the seaside villa we had designed together, ready for our wedding. But just then, a panicked girl's voice suddenly echoed in my mind: "Mom! Don't marry Dad!"
My sister was an angel sent from heaven, but I was the reincarnation of a debt collector. At five, I bit a rabid dog to death in the village. At seven, I burned down a neighbor's house. At eight, I drowned a childhood friend. The entire village feared and hated me, wanting to burn me alive to rid of the menace, but only my twin sister protected me, pleading on my behalf. To quell the anger of the villagers, my parents sent me to a psychiatric hospital for ten years. But on the day of my discharge, I learned that my sister had been humiliated by a school bully and had committed suicide. Standing by my sister's cold corpse, my mother, with reddened eyes, said to me, "If you truly are a debt collector, then go and collect the debt for your sister!"
I spent five million dollars to have a disfigured male model surgically transformed into the spitting image of my ex-husband, Dante Moretti. I made him as my toyboy. I thought Dante wouldn't care. After all, in our seven years of marriage, I had once collapsed from sheer exhaustion and was hospitalized. He was in Seattle at the time, finalizing an arms deal. On the day my mother passed away, he was at a victory banquet, basking in the praise of other Dons. When a rival family’s attack landed me in the ICU, with doctors warning I might not make it, he merely had his underboss deliver a black card with a message: anything short of death was acceptable. As the formidable Don of the New York Mafia, he was notoriously cold and ruthless. Just as I was convincing myself to be a good, understanding wife, a piece of news sent shockwaves through the entire underworld. The power-obsessed Dante, who saw women as disposable, had skipped an important family meeting to go on a vacation to Monaco with a club waitress named Isabella Rossi. So I ran away. I left his world for good. Just as I was losing myself in the counterfeit comfort of Dante's stand-in, the door to my apartment was kicked off its hinges. Dante emerged from the shadows, a menacing silhouette in a bespoke suit, and strode toward me. With bloodshot eyes, he yanked me out of the other man's arms. "Elara, do you have a death wish?"
My family sold me on my twentieth birthday. They threw me into an underground fighting ring to die. I was choking on my own blood, seconds from death. Then the arena went silent. From the highest box, a man spoke. “Her life. I’m buying it.” His name was Vincent Moretti. The Don. A monster who owned the entire city. And for eight years, he owned me too. I killed for him. I bled for him. I took bullets for him. At night, he’d trace the scars I earned in his name and claim my body as his prize. Everyone in the underworld whispered that I was Don Moretti's only weakness. Until the day he gave me my final mission: a photograph of another woman. “Become her,” he ordered. “Infiltrate the Russo family. Get close to my enemy.” His fingers traced my cheek, a gesture I once thought was love. “Don’t be afraid,” he whispered, his voice a blade of ice. “I spent eight years carving you into her perfect copy.”
In the dead of the night, Stella Rose lifts her arms to the moon, ready to finally shift into her wolf form. But instead of transformation, there is only crushing silence. No wolf inside her. Devastated and embarrassed, Stella flees to the only person who offers comfort. Holden, her secret human boyfriend. In a world where humans are kept unaware of wolf shifters, their love is dangerous. Holden is a poor nobody, and being caught with him means ruin for her and death for him. Yet, Holden is the one person she can’t imagine living without. As betrayal brews within her pack, Stella faces not only the moon's rejection but also the question of who she truly is, with or without magic in her blood. Can she defy tradition and fight for love? Or will her greatest secret tear her world apart? The answers will not come easily, but… Stella is a wolf on the rise. Wolf on the Rise is created by C.M. Moore, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
On the 10th divorce Married for a full five years, Mason Hart sent me to the defendant's seat for the 9th time. This time, he held Lily Xavier's pregnancy test report in his hand, pleading with the judge to terminate our marital relationship. I expressionlessly took out the video from that night. In the footage, he bit my ear tightly and whispered, "Don't go, don't leave me." The judge ultimately rejected his request, declaring that we remain husband and wife. After the court session, he comforted Lily Xavier in a whisper, holding her slender waist: "Don't get too complacent, I will keep filing lawsuits until we are completely separated." I did not refute him, only bowed my head. I stubbornly believed that one day he would understand who truly deserves to be cherished. But that day, the director took advantage of me, getting me drunk until I vomited blood at a banquet. I could only kneel in the corner of the private room and call him for help. However, Mason Hart only remembered the Lily Xavier who was afraid of the dark, coldly abandoning me at the roadside. He even told me not to pretend to be pitiful. "What are you pretending for? Who doesn't know the drinking capacity of Agent Mu? You're just drunk, your bones aren't broken." "Listen up, otherwise next time in court I will file for divorce again." Covering my chest and bending over, I slowly nodded. Next time in court, I will respect your decision.
I am the true daughter of the Grant Family, yet my parents claim to the outside world that I am just an adopted daughter and have made me the assistant of Molly Grant, the adopted daughter of the Grant Family. I immediately decided to leave, but who knew my parents would use a contract to threaten me. Oh well, considering they are my biological parents, I didn't read the contract carefully. Is this how my biological parents trap me?! I really don't care about this little money, but it seems things are becoming more interesting.
When acclaimed forensic pathologist Su Jian’an is presumed dead after a brutal assassination attempt, her world—and heart—are shattered beyond repair. Five years later, under the new identity of Lin Anran, she resurfaces as a brilliant interior designer determined to claim justice for the life she was robbed of. Hired by the powerful Gu Group to renovate their Manhattan penthouse, she steps into the orbit of CEO Gu Jinci—the very man whose cold obsession and family intrigue drove her into hiding. Haunted by a tragic past and driven by a promise of vengeance, Anran must navigate a labyrinth of corporate conspiracies, falsified DNA tests, and whispered boardroom betrayals. All the while, she protects one precious secret: the little boy at her side holds the key to Gu Jinci’s buried guilt—and his shattered heart. As storms of deceit give way to unexpected tenderness, both must reconcile grief with love, control with trust. When truth finally breaks through the darkness, will two broken souls find that the brightest light comes from the moon’s own reflection?
All Leandra Saint Yves ever wanted in life was to be free. She thought her life would change after the unfortunate event that happened during the field trip. Meeting the feared vampire prince, Hades Cardinal, was undoubtedly the harshest thing happened to her, because he took her to be his slave, in his kingdom. Slavery in the vampire kingdom wasn't a joke, and Leandra would just have to learn that. Tied to him for almost a year, the relationship between them became profound, until challenges surface and they were torn apart. Having left Leandra all alone through the years, Hades was determined to win her back, no matter the cost he would be forced to pay. With his desire for revenge, sharp fangs, and a shattered soul, will Leandra let Hades coax her again after the tragedy happened years ago?
This is the eighth year of my strategy against Lucas Ford, and it seems I am about to succeed. But when the message of his true love returning from abroad arrived, he did not hesitate to abandon me at the wedding. The system judged my strategy as a failure and is about to annihilate me. I told him that if he left, I would die. But he didn't believe it and sneered: "Stop making a fuss about dying every day, yet I've never seen you actually die." Then he turned his head without looking back to find his true love. I told the system: "Let me leave this world in advance." It wasn't until Lucas Ford personally dissected a female corpse, which still had a tiny embryo inside, that he completely broke down.
One morning, I woke up to find myself ten years in the future I realized I had actually become a big star And I had a wealthy husband Faced with my husband's coldness and a crumbling marriage I suddenly discovered that I was pregnant? In the mirror, a woman who looks exactly like me smirks at me I inexplicably feel a thrill in my heart. She tells me, "Emma Evans, I'm done playing, it's all yours." When I awake from the nightmare, everything has changed. The dormitory's single bed in my memory has turned into the light blue silk bed of today, and the digits on the clock have jumped forward ten years. So, that means I'm now twenty-nine years old?
Thirty days into the silent treatment with my husband, he proposed a trip to mend our relationship. As soon as we landed, he snapped my ID card in half, smashed my phone, and abandoned me on a deserted island to fend for myself. When someone asked if he was being too harsh, he was accompanying his childhood sweetheart to her prenatal checkup, sneering contemptuously: "It's her own fault for being so petty. I was just using IVF to fulfill Faye's wish of becoming a mother, and she threw a fit demanding a divorce." "The baby will be born in eight months. There's fresh water and food on that island, so she won't starve to death. I'm just teaching her a lesson." Eight months later, holding his newborn son contentedly, my husband unusually asked his assistant: "It's been so long, hasn't she made a fuss about coming back to the States yet?" He didn't know that I had died on the very first day I arrived on that lonely island.
I am a fake heiress, yet I am also the most outstanding heir in the history of the Shields Family. When I learned that I was not the biological daughter of the Shields Family, I had little reaction because I wouldn't leave the Shields Family; I just had one more sister. But when my parents brought back my delicate sister, I looked at the obedient girl in front of me and chuckled softly. "Ella, be good, and your sister will take care of everything in the Shields Family for you."
It was that night everything all started!! The night that changes everything!! The night that turned the cold_ hearted wolves into a monster? The conflict was all started by the witches and humans. The witches came and killed the adult wolves during the full moon and they'll die... Leaving the offspring wolves behind. They went to the wolves cave and stole the moon ring and the the little she_wolf girl? Who said to be the Alpha. The witch took the moon ring and the elf Stone, running away with the alpha. "But unfortunately? The child slipped from their hand in that process and they lost trace of her. Many years pass, the wolves are dying? They need the moon ring and the alpha, in other for them to live. Now, they're on a quest to find the girl and the witches. And also, the witches are looking for her, she's the only one who can activate the moon ring. She's the Alpha, the leader. Ride with me as we embark on this journey how this two different spieces, are in a quest to find the Alpha.
Celine entered into a planned marriage not knowing he is the same man they had promised to marry when they were still young. her supposed sister gets jealous of her and destroys the marriage as Celine had lost her memory. She leaves the country pregnant after signing a fake divorce. She knows herself as the Ex-wife but legally she is still married.