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Aria, a simple and caring young woman, suddenly finds herself caught in a secret marriage with Dorian Calderon, a widower known for his cold and possessive nature. It all started with an accident involving her younger sister, Mira, who ran over Dorian's twin sister, Lina, who was pregnant at the time. As a result of the accident, Lina lost the child she was carrying and also her ability to have children. In an attempt to protect his sister's reputation, Dorian mistakenly believes Aria was the one responsible for the accident, even though she wasn't the one at fault. In the confusion, Dorian feels the need to "fix" things by forcing Aria to bear him a child, believing it will make up for Lina's loss. However, the truth is that this decision was orchestrated by Dorian's parents, who intentionally sacrificed Aria to protect Mira's career, which was at risk. Now, Aria is forced to live a life in a marriage built on lies and manipulation, with a man who is not only arrogant but also full of secrets and oppressive power. In this forced union, Aria struggles to find her own path while being trapped in a relationship full of tension, deceit, and unspoken feelings.
Aria could still remember the smell of antiseptic lingering in the hospital hallway. Cold. Sterile. Unforgiving-just like the man who now stood before her, arms crossed, eyes unreadable.
"You will marry me," Dorian Calderon said without a trace of emotion, as if the words meant nothing, as if her life wasn't about to be torn apart by them.
She stared at him in disbelief, her lips parting to protest, but no sound came out. How could she respond to such a sentence? Marriage? To him?
Dorian was the last person she ever imagined being tied to. Cold, ruthless, and far too powerful for someone like her to ever defy. The Calderon family name was one that made even the most influential people in the city pause. And Dorian? He was the shadow behind the throne, the one whose words carried consequences that could ruin lives.
And now he wanted hers.
"W-What are you talking about?" she finally managed, voice trembling.
"You heard me." He stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over her smaller one. "You'll marry me. No negotiations, no arguments."
Aria shook her head, heart pounding. "This doesn't make any sense. Why would I-"
"You know why," he cut in sharply. "You hit Lina."
"I didn't!" Her voice cracked, eyes widening. "I wasn't even driving. It was Mira-"
"I don't care," he snapped. "You're the one who took the blame, aren't you? That makes you responsible. And someone will pay for what happened to my sister."
Aria's knees weakened, but she forced herself to stand tall. She had taken the blame. No one had asked her to-but the moment Mira had shown up at their apartment, blood on her hands and tears streaking her cheeks, Aria had known what she had to do. Their parents hadn't hesitated. They had looked at her with cold eyes and a single command: "Fix this."
It was always Aria. Always the one to clean up the messes, to sacrifice.
Dorian's voice lowered, becoming more dangerous. "Lina lost her child. Her womb. Her future. And she won't get justice unless you give me what I want."
"And what exactly do you want from me?" she whispered.
"A child," he said bluntly. "You will marry me and give me an heir."
The words struck her like a slap. Her breath caught, her stomach turned.
"You're insane," she whispered.
He didn't blink. "No. I'm desperate."
She wanted to laugh, to scream, to run. But she couldn't. Because he held the power. He knew she had taken the fall for a crime she didn't commit. And if she refused?
He would drag Mira into the fire instead.
"What happens if I say no?" she asked, her voice like glass on the verge of breaking.
Dorian's gaze hardened. "Then I go to the police and give them evidence that your sister was behind the wheel that night. The hospital cameras, the parking lot footage-yes, I have it. I've always had it. I was waiting to see how far you'd go."
She froze, horror crawling through her veins.
He had known.
All this time, he had known the truth-and let her believe otherwise. Let her believe she was shielding Mira from justice. But in truth, he had only been testing her. Playing her like a pawn in his carefully crafted revenge.
"You're a monster," she whispered, voice thick with fury.
"Perhaps," he said with a shrug. "But monsters don't lose. Make your choice, Aria. Either you marry me and your sister walks free... or you refuse and watch her go to prison for vehicular manslaughter."
She looked down at her hands. They were shaking. Her world had always been small-work, home, Mira. She didn't ask for much. She had dreams once. Of opening her own flower shop. Of falling in love the way people did in books-with soft kisses and warm hands and whispered promises.
But that was no longer her life.
"I'll do it," she said finally, the words tasting like blood. "I'll marry you."
Dorian's expression didn't change. No satisfaction. No victory. Only steel.
"Good," he said. "We'll keep it quiet. No one needs to know. Not yet."
"Why?" she asked bitterly. "Ashamed to be seen with me?"
He tilted his head, eyes narrowing. "Ashamed? No. I just don't want anyone asking why the woman who ruined my sister's life is now sharing my bed."
She flinched. The cruelty in his words pierced deeper than she expected.
Dorian turned to leave but stopped at the door. Without looking back, he said, "Be ready by Friday. We marry in private. No ceremony. No guests."
And then he was gone.
Aria stood in the silence, her body shaking as tears blurred her vision. She pressed her hands to her mouth to stop herself from sobbing. Her life had just been sold for a lie. And the worst part?
No one had even bothered to ask if she wanted to be saved.
As the door shut behind Dorian, Aria's phone buzzed. A new message.
Mira: Don't hate me for this. Please. I didn't know they'd do this to you.
Her blood ran cold.
They?
Her fingers hovered above the screen as her mind raced.
Just how deep did this betrayal go?
A tiny, innocent baby girl was found curled up near a dumpster behind the city hospital. Her cries pierced the night, but no one cared. Wrapped in a threadbare blanket-her only witness to a betrayal no one saw. Elsewhere in the city, another baby girl slept peacefully in the arms of an elegant woman, in a bed adorned with gold. Her name was Celestine Avarelle, daughter of the wealthiest and most powerful family in the country. She grew up with love, the best education, and all the luxuries money could buy. They were twins. But only one was acknowledged by the world. While Celestine learned to play piano and dance ballet, her twin-Seraphina Vale-clung to life with bloodied hands. She was raised in the dark alleys of orphanages and the streets of the city. Poverty was her mother. Humiliation and loneliness were her family. But Seraphina never gave up. Behind her cold gaze burned a fire that never faded-a fire that demanded answers. Who was she? Why was she discarded? And most of all... who was to blame? As fragments of the past began to surface, Seraphina's world changed forever. A misplaced medical record, an old letter, and a reopened scar-all led to one truth: she was the daughter who was switched, discarded on purpose to protect the Avarelle family's name. Now, Seraphina stands between two choices: take back the life that should have been hers... or exact revenge in a way that will change their world forever. Because not everything that is thrown away stays lost. Some return to burn everything down.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?