Marriage Novels

Morgan Hayes thought she was saving her family by marrying cold-hearted billionaire, Maxwell Prescott Fleming. When Morgan Hayes married her husband, she thought he would help save her family. Instead, she was the pawn of a billionaire's bloody vendetta. Maxwell Prescott Fleming is a god of power, control and unwavering vengeance. To the world, he's a beloved C.E.O. But within private walls, he's a man driven by a past that was taken from him. And Morgan? She's the ideal collateral damage. Entrapped in a loveless marriage, stripped of her freedom and forced to work off a debt she never incurred, Morgan soon discovers her husband never had any plans to save her; he was always her demise. But when she discovers a hidden photograph that ties her stepmother to Max's father, she knows the war between their families goes deeper, darker and much more dangerous than she ever dreamed. And Max? He's a potential villain in her narrative. But what if also the only one who can save her?

My family was slaughtered, and my only path to finding the truth was my upcoming marriage to Chace Johnston, the future Alpha. But two weeks before the wedding, I walked into a formal meeting room to find an ambush. Chace sat there with my cousin Blake Case clinging to his arm, announcing he was going to mate with her instead. To add insult to injury, he generously offered me the role of his "subordinate mate." It was a public slap in the face. Chace's mother, the current Luna, coldly threatened the few vulnerable survivors of my pack if I dared to refuse. They expected me to break down, to beg, or to submit to this ultimate humiliation. I didn't scream or cry. I simply looked at my smug ex-fiancé and his new bride, and made my request. "I decline," I said calmly. "Instead, I request to complete the bonding ceremony with the pack's fallen hero, Edmund Johnston." Edmund was the true Alpha heir. By marrying a ghost, I can uncover the truth behind my family's deaths and rise above Chace and Blake. But what I didn't know was that my "dead" partner was actually still alive, hiding in dark places I couldn't see, watching my every move.

My fiancé, Liam, the tech visionary, claimed amnesia after a car crash, conveniently forgetting only me. Then came the news: he was engaged to his childhood friend, Chloe, who supposedly needed brain surgery and a dream wedding before going under the knife. My brother, Ethan, found the texts: Liam and Chloe meticulously planning my heartbreak, the amnesia a cruel farce, the surgery a cynical ploy for sympathy. It was a calculated betrayal, a physical blow that shattered the future I' d so carefully designed, leaving me with a debt-ridden family and a forced marriage to a reclusive billionaire. But I refused to be his victim; I found an old book on self-hypnosis, a hidden skill from college, and made a choice to erase him completely.

Going against her parents' wishes, Molly insisted on getting married to the man she loved. Yet, she didn't find the happiness she hoped for within her marriage. After being cheated, deceived, and even imprisoned by her husband, she became overwhelmed by desperation and decided to commit suicide. But contrary to what she expected, her life didn't end. Instead, she found out she was granted another chance to do everything differently. With this brand new opportunity in her hands, she promised herself she would live a wonderful life this time around. However, destiny didn't want to give her a break as it kept dragging her into love traps.

"You are so wet for me, my little girl." "Yes daddy.ah.," I whimpered, my toe curling... "Look at me," he commanded, his thumb lifting my chin with practiced ease. "I need you to see the way I undo you, see how I will make you shatter for the first time." I was about to close my eyes in pleasure as he rode me to cloud nine when I saw Cole through the glass door. He seemed to have been standing there for a while from the look on his face and what made my heart fled to my mouth was that he was looking straight at us as Roman fucked me raw, his expression unreadable. "Fuck! Cole is here." 24 hours ago, I had a job, a boyfriend, and a promise to myself to stay pure until marriage. But when I refused to perform oral sex on my boss, I lost everything-my career, my dignity, all of it. Broken and desperate, I ran to my boyfriend Cole, only to find him in a groom's tuxedo, marrying another woman. He called me a nobody. He laughed in my face, mocking me for being old-fashioned and clinging to my virginity. If he could betray me like this, why shouldn't I sleep with his uncle Roman? I thought it would just be a reckless, vengeful one-night stand. Then Roman handed me a contract. He said my scent was the only cure for his insomnia. The deal would get my job back, pay for my brother's medical bills, and let me finally support myself. Do I refuse. or sign?

Amelia Dinkins annulled her own wedding at the altar after discovering the affair between her fiancée and best friend only to end up in a one night stand giving her virginity to one of the party guests Drake Harris a widower who was amused by her bravery during the day. Drake Harris had vowed never to love any other woman after the brutal murder of his wife, unfortunately Amelia got pregnant and his parent found out, so to secure his heritage from his family as the first son he had to marry her, they both agreed on staying out of each other`s lane while they co parent, after the wedding, a lot of secrets came to light when Amelia discovered Annabelle Drake`s late wife`s secret diary. Will they be able to fall for each other while co parenting? Will the Mystery behind Annabelle`s death be solved? *** Epilogue "You are getting into a sham marriage again, I guess God really thinks highly of you", Drake said sarcastically. "So does he of you loser!" Amelia responded amidst tears.

Maya Evans has spent the entirety of her twenty-four years living under the suffocating expectations of her family. Raised by her aunt Ruth, who often treated her less like a niece and more like a pawn in her own personal game of control, Maya has always struggled to find her own voice. Her stepfather, Martin, is no less oppressive, constantly reminding her that her worth in life lies in her ability to secure a wealthy and stable marriage. His disapproval is the invisible hand that pushes her toward a life she feels she has no say in - a life bound by obligation and dictated by her family's rigid standards. Living in a small coastal town where everyone knows everyone's business, Maya feels the weight of her family's expectations pressing down on her every single day. It's a place that's picturesque and serene on the outside, but beneath the surface, it's a prison where the unspoken rule is that women marry for security, not for love. Maya's every move is watched. Her every action scrutinized. Yet, no matter how hard she works at the quaint café that's become her safe haven, or how hard she tries to make peace with the life they've chosen for her, she cannot escape the feeling that something essential is missing - a sense of autonomy, a chance to define her own path. Her family, particularly her aunt Ruth, has arranged for her to marry George, a man they insist is her only ticket to stability. He's wealthy, successful, and well-established, but Maya feels nothing for him except resentment and frustration. George's controlling nature, his condescending attitude, and the stark age difference between them make her skin crawl. But in her family's eyes, George represents the security that Maya has been conditioned to believe she needs. And so, she remains silent, hoping the engagement will be a distant memory in her mind's eye, even as she counts the days until her escape. One evening, after yet another heated dinner with her family, Maya meets Ethan Blackwood, a man who will change the course of her life. He's nothing like the men her family wants for her - in fact, he seems to have no place in the world she's known. Ethan is an enigma, a stranger in town with a quiet intensity that both unsettles and intrigues her. With his dark hair, sharp features, and the faintest hint of melancholy in his eyes, Ethan radiates an air of mystery that makes her question everything she's ever believed about love, security, and happiness. From the moment Maya and Ethan meet, there's an undeniable connection, one that both frightens and excites her. He treats her with respect and kindness, seeing her not as an object to be managed but as a person, a woman worthy of her own choices. For the first time, Maya feels seen and heard, not for her family's plans or her status as a "good match," but as herself - a woman with desires, dreams, and a heart that yearns for more than what's been offered to her. Every encounter with Ethan feels like a breath of fresh air, a glimpse into a world where she could be free from the weight of her family's expectations. However, as Maya begins to open her heart to Ethan, she begins to notice strange things about him - his reluctance to talk about his past, his frequent absences, and the air of mystery that surrounds him. It isn't until a chance encounter with a business associate of his that Maya learns the truth: Ethan is not just a charming stranger. He's a billionaire, one of the wealthiest men in the world, hiding from the press, the constant pressure of his family, and the suffocating demands of his high-profile life. The revelation shocks Maya to her core, not because she's repelled by his wealth, but because it's another layer of deceit that forces her to question everything about him. Had he been using her? Did he ever truly care for her, or was this another game for him to play? As their relationship deepens, so does the distance between them, and Maya is left questioning whether the man she's begun to fall for has been truthful with her at all. At the same time, Maya's family becomes more insistent about George, pressuring her to accept his proposal and end this rebellious phase of her life. Her aunt Ruth has made it clear that she will no longer be tolerated as a free spirit, and that her future lies with George. Martin, too, reiterates that a man like George is the only chance Maya has to escape a life of hardship and uncertainty. The pressure mounts, and Maya is torn between the man she's come to care for - a man who holds secrets she's not sure she can trust - and her family's manipulative plans. In the midst of this emotional turmoil, Maya must make a choice. Does she follow her heart, trusting Ethan even when everything she's known and been told seems to be unraveling? Or does she submit to the life her family has laid out for her, knowing she'll never feel the same way about George? Can she forgive Ethan's lies, or has she been blinded by her need for love and acceptance?

"Oh Vakla, are you ready? In fairness, your marriage is social even if it's only contractual... And... Guess what, I saw Professor Harris earlier at the hotel, he's handsome, who would have thought You're going to marry a famous Professor in our school and he's rich, that's why the wedding is so special!" Lou promised my friend with a smile while we were inside the bridal car. She is my maid of honor. "It's good that it's fake... Uhmm, actually Mr. Harris este Gian and I would have liked a secret wedding because it was only contractual, so his grandmother didn't agree and he was the one who actually organized it and then the bad thing was that he invited it turned out to be their entire family. It ended up being a real wedding and even here in the church." I winced. "Yiiehh, it's beautiful that you're really Mrs. Harris after the wedding. Your husband is handsome, rich, and hmm the built ah...it's good that you can line up with Lee Min Ho or Oh Sehun!" I was thrilled by this promise, which is why I couldn't stop smiling. "Hey, you're young, you're red... I hope you didn't blush so the blush is natural..." He teased, which is why I felt ashamed of myself. "Oh he's fine, here's the ringing. Let's go." A little later, he said excitedly when the piano version of the wedding march song soared. It's Gian's father who walked me down the aisle because I didn't let my family know about it, even my grandmother. Before we get to the finale of this wedding, I would like to ask if anyone has any objections. Speak now or forever hold your peace!" Father asked. When no one answered, he turned to Gian and me. "If not, let us now continue. Gian Harris, do you take Ariyah Suarez to be your legal and one and only married wife? Do you promise to be faithful to her in good times and in bad, in richer and in poorer, in sickness and in health, to love her and to honor her all the days of your life?" Father asked Mr. Harris looked at me before answering. "I do." "How about you Ariyah Suarez, do you take Gian Harris to be your husband? Do you promise to be faithful to him in good times and in bad, in richer and in poorer, in sickness and in health, to love him and to honor him all the days of your life?" Father asked me next. I don't know but I felt electricity running through my whole body. First I took a deep breath. "Yes Father." I finally answered before looking into Mr.'s eyes. Harris. "If that's the case, we won't be flirting anymore and I know that this is what everyone has been waiting for. We have now witnessed the union of our lovebirds in front of our loving God. Gian Harris, you can kiss your good wife." Father smiled and promised that's why I blushed. I don't know what to do or what to do. After a while, Gian slowly grabbed my veil and slowly lifted it. At the same time as he raised it, I raised my face to look at him. I just swallowed when he slowly bowed but when he got close he stopped. "May I... don't worry it'll be just a swift kiss." He whispered but I don't know what happened to me. Instead of speaking, I suddenly turned around giving him a kiss followed by closing my eyes and holding his shoulders. "It's up to you Lord but this is my first kiss!" I whispered to myself while my lips were still touching his lips. I just came to my senses and opened my eyes when I heard the loud and loud applause of the people. It was only then that I realized what I had done and looked at him who was still shocked by what I had done. I just gave him a shy smile before I looked at the people who still couldn't get over what I did. "Heyyy, what the hell, when are you going to open up, you can swallow me!" I closed my eyes because I was so shy. Teaser Ariyah is a cheerful, vulnerable, mischievous, simple and naive girl who's just enjoying her life in her 20s. She grew up with her grandmother who had high dreams for her that's why she does everything even when she's old just so she can go to Manila and study at a prestigious university because she wants to be a famous interior designer one day. He also gave her a lot of money from his trust fund to buy a house for her to live in but in an instant it was all gone. His grandmother is old and sick that's why he doesn't want to let her know that's why when he looked for the house he bought, he only showed him a random house that was owned by a research specialist professor at the university he attended. Gian Harris, a cold, rich, serious, reserved, private, and an intelligent man who was also raised by his Mami'la. Gian is a driven and goal oriented person who likes to be alone while making a productive life in his 30s. Even though their lives are different and they met unintentionally, it was enough to make them part of each other's lives.

"How do you think he survived the fall?" she wondered aloud, looking up at the hole above. "If he did survive the fall, someone must have caught him. Or he fell on a softer ground-or someone looking up at the hole like you are doing now," Meredith, her chaperone and lady companion absently answered. Cressida rolled her eyes. "You're not even taking this matter seriously." "I'm not." "Why ever not?" "Because you're trying to waste our time talking about a myth." "No, I'm not," Cressida answered, closing her eyes and reveling at the heat of the sun above them. If there was anything she hated, it was the gloomy feel of the Town behind her. "We will be late. Your father will be looking for us." "Let them wait a little while longer," she murmured. "Your mother will have a faint if you do something strange today," Meredith said beside her. Cressida finally opened her eyes and turned to her companion, her heavy dress rustling as she shifted on the bench. "I am not planning to do something strange." Meredith merely looked at her as if she knew better. "I've known you all my life, Cressy. You don't have to say anything for me to realize you are planning something." When she didn't say a word, Meredith added, "Marrying the Lord of Easton is-" "-the worst idea of the lifetime, I know," Cressida cut in. Meredith shook her head with a faint smile. "If the Lord of Easton is an old man and ten times your size, yes it is. But he is not. He's merely a few years older than you and you've known each other-" "-and never liked each other all our lives. I know, this marriage will be horrifying."

"Five million dollars to be my wife for three months," "I'm not interested, Mr. Miles..." "I'll make it ten million. So, what do you say?" May couldn't say no to the tempting offer her boss had given her especially now that she needed money badly to start a new life with her unborn child. "I will do it," little did she know that the reply was going to change her life forever. One month ago, twenty-five-year-old May Walter got her heart broken by her boyfriend of two years whom she had spent her recent years, worshipping for the sake of the love she had for him. May thought being betrayed by her boyfriend was the worst thing that could ever happen to her, but her fate proved her wrong after she got drunk and ended up on the bed with her boss. Nothing was worse than this, May had told herself as she cried her eyes out, but finding out later that she was carrying her boss's child was the worst nightmare she wished to wake up from. Weeks later, May's boss was sitting in front of her, asking her to be his contracted wife for three months for some hidden reason he never told May about. She desperately needed the money to start a new life with her baby, but would this marriage end well?

I signed my own divorce papers thinking they were an investment in our future. Craig handed me the stack of documents with a smile, telling me it was to secure assets for our unborn children. I trusted him more than gravity, so I didn't read the fine print. Hours later, at his promotion party, I watched him announce his engagement to Chanel, the company heiress. I rushed to check the folder I had signed. It wasn't a trust fund. It was a complete dissolution of our marriage. I received no alimony. He kept the house and the stocks. And the box for "no child visitation" was already checked. The cruelest twist came the next morning. I stared at a pregnancy test with two pink lines. I was pregnant with the child of a man who had just tricked me into a divorce and called me "dead weight" in a text to his mistress. When I tried to disappear and rebuild my life, Craig didn't let me go. His ego couldn't handle my silence. He kidnapped me, locking me in a warehouse to "fix" our marriage, delusional enough to believe we could be a happy family after he caused me to lose the baby. I thought I would die in that cold, dark room. Then, a truck rammed through the wall, engulfed in flames. Felix, the quiet assistant I had barely noticed for five years, walked through the fire to get me. As he carried me out of the burning wreckage, leaving Craig behind, I realized he wasn't just an employee. He had been waiting to save me all along.

The kiss was cold. Not just the late hour, but his eyes, fixated on a spiking graph over my shoulder, measuring my every breath. "Perfect," Ethan murmured, pulling away. "The oxytocin response was exactly as predicted." He wasn' t talking to me. Our kiss, a desperate attempt to reconnect, was just data for his obsession: Project Seraph. Our home had become a lab, our life an experiment. I, Ava, a software engineer who' d set aside my career for his, felt like a ghost, a tool in his grand design. That night, a thin line of light from his locked office door beckoned. I used a backdoor I' d coded years ago. The room was a laboratory. And in the center, a shimmering, life-sized hologram of Sophia Reed-his dead ex-girlfriend. "Soon, Sophia. Soon you'll be whole again," he vowed, his voice filled with a reverence he hadn't shown me in years. Then, the horror. He saw me. "Ava? She' s served her purpose. Her neural patterns, her emotional responses… they were the perfect raw data to rebuild you." He filtered out my "weaknesses," my "softness," using our intimacy, our arguments, just to gather data. I stood frozen. It wasn't just a project. It was a resurrection. And I was the sacrifice. He didn't grieve her; he resented me for not being her. The chilling realization of his malice, extending even to my devastating miscarriage years ago, hit me like a physical blow. My love turned to ash. I would not be a template. I would not be erased. This wasn't about saving my marriage. This was about survival. And justice. I would burn his project to the ground.

Billionaire contract marriage "I'll make her fall for me and then abándon her!" A daring bet--Who falls for who? Scarlett Kingston is an actress with a promising career. However, Scarlett doesn't believe in love. For her, it's a big waste of time ...until she meets the CEO of an entertainment company, Ryder Thompson. Ryder is a playboy who plays around with the feelings of women...He is enraged when he finds a woman who isn't affected by his charm...He sets out to win her heart but Scarlett proves more though than he imagines. He then gets into a bet with her, In six months, he'll make her fall for him. However, there is a condition. For that six months, they have to live as a married couple. But who falls for who?

Princess Ella walks down the aisle to marry the man who destroyed her life. Behind her mask lies a secret powerful enough to bring a kingdom to its knees-and a revenge plan years in the making. To the world, she is a quiet and obedient queen. In truth, she is a survivor who has come to finish what war began. But King Augustine is not a man easily deceived. Cold, intelligent, and dangerously observant, he quickly realizes his new bride is hiding more than she shows. Instead of exposing her, he watches... waits... and begins a silent game where every glance, every word, and every move becomes a test. As tension builds inside the palace, a survivor from Ella's past arrives-someone who can reveal her identity and destroy everything she has planned. Now trapped between revenge and survival, Ella must decide how far she is willing to go. Because in a marriage built on lies, one truth could ruin them both- or bring them closer than either ever intended.

Forced into a marriage she never chose, nineteen-year-old Lorraina becomes the pawn in a dangerous game of vengeance. On the day she turns twenty,what should have been a milestone of hope,she is wedded to a man she knows nothing about. She had no idea that her husband didn't marry her for love... he married her to make her pay for her father's sins. Treated like a servant her entire life, Lorraina's world turns darker when she becomes nothing more than a plaything in her husband's ruthless She's trapped in a loveless, cruel union, and she begins to lose hope. But deep inside her broken spirit, a question refuses to fade: Can fate intervene? Can a miracle save her before she's completely destroyed?

After ninety-nine punishments under the family rule, Clara Whitmore had finally earned her freedom to choose her own marriage. Dragging her weakened body, she hurried forward, desperate to share the news with her childhood sweetheart, Adrian Hayes. But what she saw instead froze her in place. Adrian was down on one knee, proposing-to Sienna Mercer, the girl who had once stolen her identity. "Sienna, marrying Clara was my responsibility... but loving you is instinct," he said. So love had been nothing more than a cruel joke. The man who once swore he would marry no one but her had already changed his heart. With her world collapsing around her, Clara dialed home. "I'll agree to the marriage alliance in Kingshaven," she said.

A loveless marriage, a stone cold husband and a brutal arrogant man was what destiny brought before Ava Leon. Her marriage was an arranged mistake, she was his unwanted bride and he was her stone hearted husband. He treated her like a filth until he found a convenient reason to have her sent to prison. But something went wrong and the woman that stood before him few years later has same features to his late wife. She died, yes, he had her given a proper funeral and everyone mourned her death but another version of her just emerged. Who's this fellow, looking explicitly like his dead wife. Was she cloned or was she a twin that no one knows about? Ava Leon was dead and Aurora Blake has been reborn. Tables turn, personality merges with identity and when things ought to get easier, nah, it got tougher. The death of Ava Leon was not going to be spared by the birth of Aurora Blake. The former was a servant , the latter is an heiress. "On your knees, Adrian Lester!..."

Alexandra Macholin Kings is a rich and powerful man who had never experienced love from a woman all his life.starting from his mom down to his ex who broke the last string making him the monster he turn out to be.But what happens when he was forced to marry Joanna Daniels ? A beautiful lady from an average family who's grandpa Daniels was in good alliance with his own grandfather Kings whose only wish is to see his grandson get married and have kids for him. His grandpa thinks that Joanna is the rightful person to change his son...to stop him from hating on woman.But is he right?Was she able to change his perspective about women? Did their marriage work out?.

A virgin at thirty? A plus-size? Yes, that's Hera. After a painful heartbreak, she shuts herself off and chooses to focus on her career. Well, that's until She meets Mason aka Viper, the leader of Shadow riders motorcycle club on her way to her best friends wedding. He stakes his claim on her but life has a way of messing people up. Past traumas and bitter Ex's crawl on them. Hera has a secret, will Mason accept this side of her when he learns about it? *** He is ready to settle, she only wants to play around. He is Jepoy aka Zero. The deadly weapon of the club, yet she elopes his traps, avoiding his claim. She was not always like this, a traumatic marriage changed her. He saved her from him, but he can't save her from the hell she lives in everyday. Chloe knows she isn't ready to settle, Jepoy knows he must stake a claim on her. Two wounded souls, two different destination, is there a future for them? TRIGGER WARNING: The story contains sensitive information.

"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack-until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha-including her ex-husband-will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."