contractmarriage

I signed for my sister's dinner. Not for love. Not for glory. Just so she wouldn't go to bed hungry again. Now I'm carrying his heir — and Clause 7 says I'll never see this baby's face. Elara is an omega with nothing left. So when Alpha Kael Blackwood — cold, haunted, called the Ice Alpha — offers her a contract, she doesn't hesitate. One year. One heir. $200,000. Live in his house. Carry his child. Leave when it's over. What the fine print hides: Clause 7. If the baby is a male heir — a True Alpha — Elara's parental rights end at birth. No visits. No goodbyes. Just a check and a locked door. She discovers this at fourteen weeks. After the morning sickness. After the first kick. After she's already named her daughter. Kael Blackwood is not a good man. He buried his entire pack at nineteen. He hasn't smiled since. But Elara sees the cracks. The hallway light he leaves on because she's afraid of the dark. Her sister's crayon drawings taped to his fridge. The way his hand hovers over her stomach — never touching — when he thinks she's asleep. He's not supposed to care. She's not supposed to want him to. When an old enemy discovers Elara's pregnancy carries the prophesied heir, the contract becomes a death warrant. Kael must choose: Follow pack law and lose her forever. Or burn his legacy down — and keep her. The Ice Alpha's Contract is a complete standalone dark werewolf romance. No cheating. No non-con. Pregnancy from Chapter One. Guaranteed HEA. ---

  “You were mine once,” Aiden murmured, pinning her to the wall. “And you will be mine again.”   Alina laughed softly, even as tears burned her eyes. “You chose another woman, Aiden. Now you don’t get to touch what you abandoned.”   Three years of silence. Three years of cold sheets. Three years of being the "Placeholder Luna."   Alina knew the terms: marry the powerful Alpha Aiden, provide an heir, and disappear when the contract expired. She played her part perfectly. But when Aiden’s childhood sweetheart returns to claim her throne, the rejection isn't just a formality—it’s a betrayal that leaves Alina shattered and exiled to the pack’s dangerous fringes.   Then, an accident comes that almost claims her life. Instead of death, she finds a savior: a scarred rogue, hunted by every pack in the territory. Where Aiden saw a contract, this stranger sees a Queen. Where Aiden saw a wolfless Omega, he sees a mate.   As the Rogue’s obsession with Alina grows, so does the danger. But back at the palace, Aiden is realizing that breaking the bond didn't stop the hunger. He wants his wife back. He wants his son home.   But the Rogue doesn't play by pack rules, and he has no intention of letting his rescued treasure go back to the man who threw her away.   The Alpha wants his legacy. The Rogue wants her soul. And Alina? She’s done playing by everyone else’s rules.

Not your regular billionaire romance She had a son with the most dangerous man in the city. And he can never find out. Four years ago, Aurielle Duval spent one reckless night with a stranger— a night that left her with a little boy who has his impossible blue eyes. She never learned his name. He disappeared before sunrise. And she rebuilt her life alone… until the day she walks into an interview at the world’s most powerful company. Its CEO is Kieran D’Angelo. Cold. Untouchable. Ruthless. The man she prayed she would never see again. He doesn’t recognize her— but he watches her, tests her, and claims her as his personal assistant. What Kieran doesn’t know is that Aurielle carries more than his past. She is the erased daughter of the D’Angelo empire— a child they tried to destroy before she ever opened her eyes. And the son she hides? He’s the living proof of a truth that could tear the family apart. When Kieran’s dark, charming cousin Dante returns— obsessed with Aurielle and hungry for power— a dangerous game begins. Love, obsession, and blood collide. And in a family built on lies, the woman they tried to erase may be the one who brings the empire to its knees.

Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

His gaze never left Damien. “We made a promise you seem determined to forget.” Damien lifted his head slowly. His voice, quiet and measured, "I never agreed to belong to anyone" "Starting from tomorrow," his father's voice echoed again, merciless, "you cease to be the CEO. I will take over all decisions until Darla comes of age." "If you want it restored, you know what must be done." Sometimes, fate doesn’t come gently… but it may still lead to something beautiful. Orabella was raised by her father, and though they had little, their life was filled with love until his death changed everything. After he passes, long-buried secrets come to light, including an agreement her father made years ago after saving a man’s life. Now, the man’s son is forced to claim what was promised. He offers Orabella a life far from everything she knows. As she stands at the crossroads between comfort and change, Orabella must decide whether to follow a man with a cold heart who never wanted her and discover if love can bloom where fate first demanded sacrifice.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

Five years ago, Gianna Aldo was left at the altar by the man she loved—and lost everything in a single, devastating day. Now a celebrated jewelry designer, she’s built a glittering life from the ruins of her past. But when fate throws her back into Zane Whitman’s world through a cruel twist she never saw coming, the wounds she thought had healed begin to bleed again. Long-buried secrets soon rise to the surface, threatening to unravel everything Gianna believes about their past. Yet she refuses to be shaken. She is no longer the broken bride who once waited in white. Instead, she is the woman who will burn his empire to the ground. This is the second installment in the Dark Revenge Series, though it can be enjoyed as a complete standalone. However, to gain deeper context, check out Book 1: Dark Revenge of an Unwanted Wife.

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, sexual content, kidnapping, alcohol use, betrayal and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. — “Is there no other way?” I asked, totally subdued by the fact that this nightmare marriage was the only solution. “No, there isn’t,” he said coldly. “I can’t afford to lose my son and have you turned into a sex slave by the Romanovs.” “Your son?” I scoffed, the memory of him taking my virginity and vanishing without a trace slicing my heart. “You seem to have forgotten that you never intended on taking things further with me. God, you’re no different from the Romanovs!” He assessed me coolly with those dark eyes and then said with a note of finality, “He’s my son, Niamh, and you’ll have to become my wife.” My father was killed. My uncle sold me to the Russian mafia syndicate. And now, the man I hid my son from for five years—Massimo Valentino—is forcing me to be his wife. My survival and the safety of Matteo depend on this hated forced marriage. But the situation is worse than I thought: I am the key to a hidden vault that the Texas underworld is willing to kill for. With the war raging outside and a major betrayal brewing inside the Italian mafia syndicate, my safety depends entirely on Massimo. I have to forgive and trust the man who ruined me, or lose everything. This is the first installment in The Valentino Princes Series.

Five years ago, Stephanie was branded a homewrecker and cast as the villain in her sister’s love story. “The woman who tried to steal her sister’s fiancé.” “Homewrecker genes are hereditary. Like mother, like daughter.” Those whispers followed her everywhere. Now, under her grandfather’s pressure, she was forced to meet his friend’s grandson, Cliff Graham, the most notorious womanizer in the country. Cliff wants only one thing: a marriage that will satisfy his grandfather. “Be my wife for one year in the public eye.” It is the perfect deal. Her reputation could be restored. Her grandparents would finally stop pressuring her. Yet, to his surprise, she refuses. “I’m sorry, Mr. Graham. I can’t comply with your wishes.” Discord: https://discord.gg/VXhcPVEjcD 1 bonus chapter for 1 review

Tang Yanxi never expected her life to take such a dramatic turn. In a twist of fate, she found herself married to Sheng Jianan, the enigmatic and aloof heir to a powerful business empire. On their wedding night, he presented her with three strict rules, setting the tone for their unconventional union. Initially, Tang Yanxi viewed their marriage as a ridiculous charade, assuming their relationship would be nothing more than two strangers living under the same roof. However, she soon discovered that her mysterious husband had other plans. "Darling, we should contribute to the continuation of humanity," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sweetheart, regular exercise is essential for a healthy lifestyle," he insisted, his tone playful yet persuasive. Where was the promised distant and cold-hearted man? What happened to the three rules he had so firmly established? Tang Yanxi's frustration reached its peak as she demanded, "Will you please just be quiet?!"

As everyone knows, He and she were childhood sweethearts, and he doted on her excessively. But on their engagement, she suddenly called off the wedding and went abroad for another man. His heart broke. Three years later, when she return to the country, her family faced bankruptcy, and she forced a marriage with him, causing a public outcry. Everyone waited to see her become a discarded wife, little did they know, he set a trap just to force her to come back and marry him.

She was framed by her sister and accidentally had a one-night stand with him. Later, he found various unreasonable excuses to force her to live with him. To seek revenge, she reluctantly agreed. "I...I thought you were gay!" She slowly retreated to the corner of the wall. "I thought you already knew the answer to that question that night," he said, emphasizing the word "that night". Later, to get a celebrity's headline news, she secretly sneaked into a grand engagement banquet. However... "Everyone, this is my fiancée." He said to the guests, holding her waist. Upon hearing this, her stepmother and sister were both stunned. With his help and her own efforts, she thought she was going to live a happy life. However, her company suddenly had a new boss... "You! You eat my food, live in my house, sleep with me, and how dare you deduct my salary!" "What about that night you slept with me and only gave me $50?" He said. She thought to herself: How could a billionaire be so petty about just $50! She would definitely divorce! Six years later... "Mommy! This uncle said he'll be our daddy if we pay him just $50! Should we get him?" "Mommy! I agree with that!"

Gu Xia, known as the Red Monster, had always been the quirkiest one among women. She had an extraordinary personality, exceptional job, and magic touch. Loving to play the fool to catch the wise, she had been causing chaos everywhere since her youth. One day, she was suddenly whisked away and married by a man called "Little Fox," thinking she would just swindle some money from this supposedly foolish son of a landlord. Little did she know, this son was not only smart, but he also deeply imprinted her with a 'Little Fox' of his own. This trick turned into a lifetime, leaving her with a heart so consumed and soul so corrupted she had nowhere to escape. The story features strong leads, both male and female, delivers a deadly dose of sweetness, and is a hilariously heartwarming tale of pampering! Also, highly recommended is the completed hit novel by Pigpig, "Youth Begins with Meeting Him."

[Love After Marriage] Due to family interests, they got married, but in fact, they do not love each other. He has no interest in marriage, and neither does she. Moreover, she proved to everyone that she is not easy to mess with. By marrying into a rich family, her cunning stepmother and jealous sister will have nothing to do but please her. Hearing that her husband has deeply loved a woman for many years, she didn't care, as she had many ways to make him hate that woman. As for him, a tall and handsome but extremely unromantic guy, she had strong views: having peace, or getting a divorce!

Her first encounter with Qin Sijue is an unexpected one. While trying to hide from her pursuers, she accidentally barges into his changing room. Yet, their paths crosses again fatefully—after a fake marriage, she legally becomes his bride. She imagines that they will only interact before the agreement ends, after which they would have nothing to do with each other. However, Qin Sijue comes over with two red booklets—their wedding certificate. "Take them for an appraisal and see if they're real".

【Double C1V1】A certain gossip magazine exposed that the newly crowned actress Mu Yan spent the night at the villa of a certain already-married business mogul, accusing her of being a mistress intruding into someone else's family. Mu Yan posted on Weibo, "I went back to my own home, what business is it of yours?" Young Master Jiang from the Jiang Family, known for his immense power and noble grace in Upper City, reposted the Weibo, causing a city-wide uproar. At home, Mu Yan looked at the man beside her who kept refreshing her Weibo on her phone. "Since when did you learn to direct and act all by yourself?" The man was displeased, "You won't acknowledge me, and you won't let me fight for it myself?" Mu Yan, "..." She really couldn't tell who had been the domineering one forcing her to sign the marriage papers back then. If love were a poison, when he first met her, he was already poisoned to the core, with only her being the antidote. A secret love story in the entertainment industry.

Ashley Hamilton believed she had the perfect life. She was married to a man she loved and trusted, and she carried the child they had dreamed about together. But her world shattered the night she discovered the cruel truth. Her husband had been having an affair with her half sister, the very woman who had always envied her life. The betrayal alone was devastating, but it was only the beginning of Ashley’s nightmare. That same night, the man she trusted with her life murdered her without hesitation. To erase his crime, he framed her for cheating on him and left her to die with the truth buried forever. As Ashley lay on the cold floor in her final moments, she realized she had lost everything, including the life of her unborn child. But fate was not finished with Ashley Hamilton. Instead of death, she wakes up six years in the past, before the marriage that destroyed her life and before the people she trusted turned into her killers. Given a second chance, Ashley vows that this time she will not be the naive woman they once manipulated. This time she will take back everything that was stolen from her. Determined to rewrite her destiny and make those who betrayed her pay, Ashley forms an unexpected alliance with the most powerful and untouchable man in the country, a cold and dangerously influential trillionaire whose wealth and influence dominate the business world. Their relationship begins as nothing more than a calculated agreement, a fake marriage designed to help Ashley infiltrate the elite circles where her enemies thrive. With the power of the trillionaire behind her and revenge burning in her heart, Ashley steps into a dangerous game of secrets, manipulation, and high society scandals. As she carefully dismantles the lives of the people who once destroyed hers, she begins to realize that power comes with a price and that the man beside her may become far more than just an ally in her revenge. In a world where betrayal runs deeper than love and enemies hide behind perfect smiles, Ashley Hamilton is ready to prove that the woman they once killed is the very woman who will rise to destroy them.

These days, could one really time-travel just by dreaming? And to become a silly princess at that. Well, marrying a domineering man wasn't too bad. His taking a concubine wasn't the end of the world either. But why was she forbidden from liking anything except him? That was just too domineering! She had to escape! Ah, but upon escaping, she realized he was a half-demon who didn't understand love... and, moreover, a half-demon who had a three-lives connection with her...

Salin just wanted to survive. Drowning in debt, desperate to pay for his mother’s surgery, he had no way out. The last thing he expected was that one kiss with a stranger would turn his world upside down. Jun-Ho was cold, dangerous, a mafia heir and scarred by a past that made him reject any kind of touch. He had never felt desire. Never wanted anyone. Until Salin. One kiss changed everything. Fear turned into craving. A frozen body stirred. But Jun-Ho didn’t know how to deal with it, so he made an offer Salin couldn’t refuse: “Pretend to be my fiancé. In return, your debt disappears.” Salin agreed. Because he had to. But also... because he wanted to. Jun-Ho’s gaze promised pleasure. His touch trembled. And Salin wanted more. But Jun-Ho wanted too, and couldn’t act on it. And that slowly tore them both apart. Salin teased, surrendered, backed off, then tried again. Jun-Ho burned, torn between fear and longing. Between panic and pleasure. And when the touch finally happened… it was too much. Intense. Addictive. Overwhelming. The problem? Neither of them knew how to stop. What started as a deal turned into obsession, desire, and danger. ~ Mature Content Warning: This story explores psychological trauma, themes related to organized crime, healing, intense romance, and therapy. It includes a chapter with involuntary substance use and an attempted assault. While there are no explicit or graphic scenes, some content may be sensitive. Reader discretion is advised. Note: This story has a happy ending. (This Book is also being published in Portuguese )

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.