Who Did Fuutarou Marry

“I don’t want her in my life, Mother. She’s just a piece of shit like the rest of them … Get her out of here now!” Alpha King Diego was the most fearsome there ever was, ruthless in business, and cold-hearted toward love. Being crippled only made him fiercer. So when his mother bought Fibi to be his wife, Fibi knew that her misery had just began. Sold by the man she called Father, she never even got to know her true mate. That is, until fate brought him her way at a time when all hope was lost. As it turned out, her mate was already mated to the stepsister she didn't even know she had. How is this even possible? What is her best way forward? Already married to Alpha Diego, will she fight for a place in his cold heart? Or will she go after her true mate? Either way, it's a fight to the finish for her.

Having a baby will only ruin her body and her career. After Nate kept on pestering Quinn about having a baby, she couldn’t, she didn’t want to get pregnant. Adoption was never an option for her until she found her long lost friend. After so much pestering, she agreed to carry the baby for Nate. Nate, having the chance to lay with his crush, used the opportunity to get back with her. He looked for ways to make Paige stay with him for long, making Quinn angry and jealous. Will Quinn be able to hide her jealousy for long? Will Nate find out the secret Quinn is hiding from him?

Five years locked away. Her only child taken away. One cold, disabled billionaire husband. Liana Dakota will do anything to get her daughter back, even marry Logan Grey, a ruthless, reclusive CEO in a wheelchair. The deal is simple: be his fake wife, save her child. But nothing is ever simple. Not when her past still haunts her. Not when the man she once loved disappeared without a word. And definitely not when her heart starts to betray her… again.

The heir to the New York mafia family, the Donovitch crime family, chose me as a potential fiancée candidate. But I refused to become his wife and the future Madre of the Donovitch family. Because in my previous life, he missed the desperate call from his childhood sweetheart on our wedding night. That led to the sweetheart being killed by a Mexican cartel in revenge. He vented all his frustration on me, using sulfuric acid to disfigure me, tearing off my limbs. He tormented me for five long years. Finally, he used the punishment method for a traitor to stuff me into a gasoline barrel and burn me alive. In this life, I will definitely change my destiny. He has a thing for his stepsister, so I'll let them have each other. But this time, that cold and arrogant man ends up crying and begging me to come back.

Why, though? Why did he disappear all of a sudden? What truth do they need from me? What do they mean by only I will know about his disappearance? I need answers and their silence is killing me! ••••• A powerful business deal forces both Alexander and Hazel into an arranged marriage of convenience on both side of the family. Sparks fly between these two strong individuals of similar interests but what happens when constant scandals, deceit and misunderstandings threaten to pull them apart. Will their love be strong enough to let trust drive their patched relationship, or will they break each other endlessly?

Hindi ko kailanman inakala na ang isang desperadong desisyon ay tuluyang magbabago sa buhay ko. Nang lumobo ang bayarin sa ospital ng aking lola, wala akong ibang pagpipilian kundi tanggapin ang isang hindi pangkaraniwang alok—ang magpakasal kay Conrad, ang bulag ngunit malupit na tagapagmana ng makapangyarihang pamilya Laurier. Sinasabi nilang ipinanganak siyang nagdadala ng kamalasan dahil namamatay ang mga mahal niya sa buhay. Ngunit kailangan nila ng asawa para sa kanya, at kailangan ko ng pera. Dapat sana, isang simpleng kasunduan lang ito. Ngunit mula nang pumasok ako sa kanyang mundo, napagtanto kong may higit pa kay Conrad kaysa sa mga bulung-bulungan. Ang kanyang pagkabulag ay hindi kahinaan—bagkus, ginawa siyang mas matalas, mas mapanganib. Bawat salitang binibigkas niya ay may bigat, at bawat dampi ng kanyang kamay ay nagpapadala ng kilabot sa aking balat. Hindi niya ako pinagkakatiwalaan. Iniisip niyang isa lang ako sa mga babaeng nais samantalahin siya. Pero paano kung unti-unti kong makita ang totoong lalaking nasa likod ng malamig niyang maskara? At mas masama pa—paano kung mahulog ako sa kanya?

After I landed in the hospital—again—from working myself into the ground, Jacob swore he was done playing house stockbroker. "Starting tomorrow, I'll do anything. Haul bricks, deliver pizza, whatever. I'm not letting you carry this alone." His eyes were glassy as he stormed out of the exam room like he was about to save the day or something. Then the doctor walked in and handed me a report. I was pregnant. Again. Heart racing, I chased after Jacob... and froze. He was standing outside some super VIP room. The same guys who used to bang on our door for money were suddenly all respectful. "Mr. Klein, should we block her door again tomorrow?" Jacob twirled our engagement ring around his finger. "No need. She already lost one baby paying off those debts. The test's over. Time she knew who I really am." Then my best friend—Lillian Morvain—strolled out and wrapped her arms around his waist like she belonged there. "Jacob, don't go soft. Your tests usually last at least five years. What if she's just another gold digger? Plus... I'd miss you." He hesitated. Smirked. "Fine. We'll do it your way. She's not going anywhere anyway." I stood there, clutching my stomach, sliding down the wall like the air had been punched out of me. Later, I pushed open the office door. "Dr. Spencer, I need a termination. Three days from now."

Damian Cross had everything — a thriving company, a respected name, and a carefully built image of control. But one reckless night shattered it all. He only wanted to escape the loneliness that came with success... until he met her. She was supposed to be a stranger he’d forget by morning. Instead, she became the hatchet he couldn’t bury. Years later, fate brings her back. Damian tries to walk away, but every step pulls him closer to that night. Against logic, against reason, against the odds — he does the one thing he swore he wouldn’t. Just when everything feels perfect, a single truth cuts deeper than a blade. She disappears without a word, leaving him broken all over again. Damian swears he’s done, but destiny isn’t done with them. When he finds her again, haunted by the past, he faces one question: What if the only way to save her… is to lose himself?

The Nation of Gryaz has fallen, crushed under the foot and the flying cities of The Empire.Red_Two, a scientist forced to recreate the technologies that had failed him, learns about the Time Travel Project, and makes a vow to steal the device to save himself, and potentially undo the destruction of his home nation. But as he travels into the past, and meets the kindest man and scientist that he has ever known, will Red_Two be able to truly carry out his original goals, considering what is at stake if he does so?Will the spy that he meets let him, or will she simply destroy his world, as he once destroyed hers?

"Did you really kiss the Alpha?" Gary asked me and turned to the man bathing in the darkness. "Is she the one you were telling me about?” "Yes," he coldly said and turned around, walking away. "Please," I begged, crying. "Alpha Asher, please. I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to, please forgive me.” I begged, crying profusely and Gary looked at me, pity flickering in his eyes. "Please, Alpha. Let's help her. She could be useful to you one day,” he suggested and Alpha Asher stopped in his tracks. I almost shot Gary a dirty glare. What did he mean by useful? I didn't leave my pack to come here and serve another fucking Alpha! The Alpha I kissed at that! I was about to ask what he meant by useful but the pain in my leg reminded me of what was at stake. To serve him for a while and then be free, or to die and not be able to do anything again. "Useful?” Alpha Asher asked, breaking my thoughts. "Yes, yes. I'll do whatever you want. Just help me, please. I don't want to die." I begged. "Anything I want?” he asked again, smirking. ”What could this man be thinking of that's making him smirk?” I mumbled to myself, trying to distract myself from his attractive lips. ”Answer me, woman. Would you do anything I want?”