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Conan Hamilton's true love secretly wears my wedding gown. She's pregnant, and she slips and falls when we argue. After being taken to the hospital, she's told that she'll never have another child. Conan is furious. He banishes me abroad to be a nun. A year later, he comes to the nunnery to take me home. However, all he finds is that I've long since broken free. I even have a child in my arms. His eyes are red as he snarls, "Are you trying to use the child to force me to marry you? Or do you just want to mock Queenie for not being able to bear children anymore?" He has no idea that the child isn't his. He also doesn't know that I'm about to marry someone else.

Sophie’s world crumbles when her boyfriend’s shocking betrayal on their shared birthday leaves her humiliated and heartbroken. Refusing to wallow in despair, she hatches a bold plan for revenge: proposing a contract marriage to the one man who can help her rise from the ashes—Damien Cavanaugh, her ex-boyfriend’s enigmatic and dangerously captivating uncle. Damien accepts her daring proposition but on his terms: their union will remain strictly transactional. Sophie must follow three unyielding rules—don’t touch him, don’t like him, and, above all, don’t fall in love with him. With a relentless drive for revenge, Sophie enters the marriage, determined to reclaim her power and transform her shattered life. As she navigates Damien’s world of wealth, influence, and closely guarded secrets, she discovers strengths she never knew she had. Together, they orchestrate a masterful plan to dismantle those who wronged her. But as Sophie and Damien are drawn into each other’s orbit, their carefully constructed boundaries begin to blur. The simmering chemistry between them becomes impossible to ignore, threatening to unravel the rules they both swore to uphold. Amidst a whirlwind of desire, betrayal, and hidden agendas, Sophie must confront not only the truths about Damien but also the vulnerabilities within herself. When the lines between vengeance and love blur, she’s faced with a dangerous choice: protect her heart or risk everything for the man who wasn’t supposed to matter. In this intoxicating tale of ambition, passion, and redemption, Sophie and Damien’s contract marriage may lead to victory—or destroy them both. —--------------------------- This book is the sequel Of Mommy please spare Daddy, but it can be read as a standalone.

“Oh my god! Please…” I choked on tears as I cried into the pillow. My hand fisted the bed sheet while he wrecked me with the intensity of his relentless strokes. “Aaaarhhh.” I cried out, unable to stop myself when he reached a spot I didn't know existed, and momentarily forgetting that I should be as quiet as possible. “Shhhh,” his tone was mocking as usual. I could see the taunt in his eyes he fucked me into the bed from behind, “keep it down stepsister. You don't want your mom to find out what her prim and proper daughter’s favorite hobby is, right?” Evelyn, an ordinary human and Brandon, the lycan prince have been academic rivals since they both resumed Zenith Prep. Evelyn hates him because he plays around and doesn't deserve to be a straight A student and Brandon hates her because she's a mere human and she should be a slave rather than his academic rival. Things changed when their single parents married each other and they became stepsiblings. With Brandon privy to Evelyn’s private life, he's able to uncover a secret he holds over her head to do anything he wants. These include things stepsiblings shouldn't be caught doing, things they both enjoy so much they don't want it to end. As they spend more time together, lines blur between what is and what shouldn't be. They both want to be with each other but not only is their family bond standing in their way but also the fact that Brandon has a caring mate. And maybe, a much bigger conspiracy would keep them apart forever.

"Say you love me, Calantha," Favian demanded, those oceanic blue eyes piercing deep into hers. "Uhmm... No, thanks. The deal was to get married for a year. Smile before those fucking cameras and pretend to be absolutely in love with, after which you pay me my fucking money. So Mr Drake, cash or transfer?" Her indifference and cold response caught him off guard. A week ago, he could have sworn she was hopelessly in love with him. Or was it all a show? **** Calantha Donovan’s life takes a devastating turn when she’s fired from her dream job, leaving her drowning in debt and with no way to save her brother’s life. Desperate, she crosses paths with the mysterious and aloof billionaire, Favian Drake, who offers her a shocking proposition: A one-year contract marriage. No strings attached, no love—just a business arrangement to save her from her spiraling fate. But when the lines between duty and desire blur, Calantha finds out about Favian's haunting past. Will the price of their passion be more than either of them can bear?

Sara's legs straddling Austin's lap, their lips clashed in a fierce, passionate kiss. The sound of their lips meeting was like a spark, igniting a flame that threatened to consume them. "Mmm," Sara murmured, her lips vibrating against Austin's. "I hate you," Austin growled, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her closer. His fingers dug into her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Sara's hands were just as busy, her fingers tracing the lines of Austin's face, her thumbs brushing against his lips. "I hate you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their kissing. Their lips parted for a moment, and Austin's tongue darted out, tracing the curve of Sara's lower lip. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Sara's hands began to roam, her fingers tracing the contours of Austin's chest. She reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. As she exposed his chest, Austin's eyes locked onto hers, a warning flashing in their depths. "You'll hate me tomorrow," he said, his voice low and rough. Sara's eyes flashed with defiance, her hands continuing to explore Austin's chest. "We don't like each other anyway," she said, her voice husky with desire.

Theodore Thatcher is a man used to getting what he wants—money, power, control. As a self-made billionaire, There's one thing he can't easily claim—his inheritance. To secure it, he must marry before turning 30. With no interest in commitment, Theodore decides to solve the problem his way—by making a deal with Nadia Vaccaro. Nadia, desperate to help her sick brother and pay off mounting medical bills, has no choice but to agree when Theodore offers her a proposition she can’t refuse: pretend to be his wife, and in return, he’ll cover her brother’s medical expenses. It’s a cold, transactional arrangement. No emotions. No complications. Just a game. But as their lives intertwine, the lines between what’s real and what’s fake begin to blur. Nadia finds herself drawn to Theodore, the man who holds her fate in his hands, while Theodore discovers that his feelings toward Nadia might not be as indifferent as he thought. With everything at stake, Nadia must decide: will she remain in Theodore’s game, or will she walk away before it consumes her? And Theodore, for all his wealth and control, must face the truth of what he’s willing to sacrifice to keep the woman who has become more than just a pawn in his game.