Marriage Novels

Gwendolyn, a young woman about to get married, sees her life crumble when her fiancé abandons her after being manipulated by her own sister, Guinevere. While Gwendolyn suffers from the betrayal and seeks to recover, her father, Sir Ulrich, reveals that Guinevere will be forced to marry a prince to settle a debt that threatens the family. Guinevere rebels and refuses the arranged marriage, defying traditions and family interests. In an act of courage, Gwendolyn decides to sacrifice her own happiness to save her father and preserve the family's honor. As the intrigues unfold, Gwendolyn finds herself involved in a battle for honor, loyalty, and control over her own life. In this thrilling story, Gwendolyn confronts her destiny and fights to take control of her own path. The plot is filled with twists and revelations, where the fates of Gwendolyn and the enigmatic prince intertwine in unexpected ways.

Selene Voss died the same way she lived-betrayed, brought low, at the feet of the man she once called her husband. Her first life? Was a mess. They named her Underworld Queen, but it was meaningless. She married into the Voss Syndicate at nineteen and they took everything from her-every scrap of authority, every title she'd clawed into existence. Her own council killed her the moment they decided a woman didn't have the right kind of blood to lead. The last thing she felt wasn't fear. It was pure, burning anger. Then she wakes up-three years earlier, on the very night she's about to sign away her life in marriage to Damian Voss. The Syndicate's deadliest son. The man everyone gossiped about but nobody ever challenged. Now, Selene knows the traitors before they unmask themselves. She knows which friends will stab her in the back, the exact moments the knives will fly. This time, the contract isn't her surrender. It's her weapon. That said, Damian hasn't changed. He's still dangerous. Still fixated on a wife he once watched die, a woman he's never managed to figure out. He remembers nothing of the life where she died, but he can tell she sits across from him like she's already won. Like she's already seen him die. And instead of backing away, he wants her even closer. As Selene works from the shadows, piecing her strength together again-twisting old enemies into puppets, secrets into leverage-she realizes this marriage contract is more than a document. It's the start of a war. This time, she plans to live through it. And the husband she never meant to love? She might lose that battle, twice. "You died once already trying to leave me," Damian says, pulling the contract from her fingers. "I'm not letting you sign your way out again." Selene just grins. "Better read the fine print, husband. This time, I wrote the terms."

The funeral was a quiet affair, a stark contrast to the life I'd just left. My husband, David, stood solemn, but I saw the hollow impatience in his eyes, checking his watch. My death was an inconvenience. They said I was forgotten, a ghost even before I died, especially by my sister Clara, whose theatrical sobs hid dry eyes. The memory of our 30th anniversary crash ripped through me: the screech of tires, then waking to the truth of David' s affair, messages from his lover filling the phone recovered from the wreckage. This knowledge was poison. The whispers at my funeral confirmed it all: "She never got over the scandal, forced into marriage." "Clara was the one he always wanted." The shame, the loneliness, the empty decades-they were all mine. So, I decided the end would be mine too. Back in our cold house, I filled the tub, laid out the sleeping pills, and swallowed them, one by one. There was no hesitation. This was a quiet act of surrender. Then, I gasped awake. Sunlight blinded me. The air smelled of lemon polish and old books, a scent not smelled in years. I was in the bed from our first apartment, my hands smooth and unlined. The mirror showed a young woman of twenty-two. The calendar read: October 1982. Three months into my marriage. David stood in the doorway, impossibly young, impossibly remote. "My mother wants us for dinner. Be ready by seven." His voice was the same, cold and transactional. At the Vance family dinner, my parents and Clara echoed the old accusations. "Eleanor, you must be making David happy. You know how much our family owes the Vances." I finally shattered the silence. "Trying my best? Is that what you call forcing your daughter into marriage to protect your reputation?" I looked directly at my father, my voice steady. "I' m done being the family scapegoat. You wanted this marriage, not me."

On her wedding day, Alina's fiancé deliberately chose to hold the ceremony next to a funeral to humiliate her. Alina decisively changed the groom, marrying a dying man. One was the daughter of a servant, who had struggled to survive. The other the richest man in town who was disfigured and on deathbed. Everyone mocked their doomed marriage, expecting misery and disgrace. Instead, Alina revealed brilliance no one expected-a renowned jewelry master, financial genius, and medical prodigy, and most importantly, she was supposed to be the real heiress! The elite social circle was in an uproar! As regret consumed her family and her ex begged for another chance, Kellan stood beside her, now devastatingly handsome. "We are perfect together. Stay away from my wife."

My father' s funeral was two days ago. Today, I married his killer. Five years later, I thought I had a quiet, comfortable life with Ethan, my steady, perfect husband who' d saved me from ruin. He was my rock, my savior, the only good thing left. Then, at a high-profile industry party, I slipped behind a potted plant and heard voices: Ethan and my ex-fiancé, Dylan. Dylan sneered, revealing their masterpiece of a scheme – Ethan had orchestrated my father' s bankruptcy and subsequent death just to get me to marry him, a sick consolation prize, all while pining over another woman, Scarlett. My world shattered. The man who held me as I grieved my father was the one who destroyed him. The lies didn' t stop there. I discovered his toxic obsession with Scarlett, a decade-long shrine of photos, and a horrifying plan in his notes: he paid someone to destroy my father' s last gifts to me. The final blow? A will leaving everything to Scarlett, not me, his wife. How could I have been so blind? My entire five-year marriage was a calculated lie, a twisted cover-up, not for love, but for guilt and a sick obsession. He didn't just ruin my family; he stole my choices, piece by piece. The next morning, Scarlett came to my house, a cruel victory lap as she planned a photoshoot within the home she expected to inherit. Ethan, my "loving" husband, rushed to her side when she faked a fall and screamed at me, then refused to believe me. After I collapsed, I woke up in a hospital bed to the news I' d had a miscarriage. Then Scarlett appeared again, casually admitting Ethan had been giving me "harmless" pills for years to prevent me from getting pregnant with his child. She then shoved me down the stairs. That' s when the fog cleared. I walked out of that hospital, leaving a single note: I want a divorce. No looking back.

"I'm being forced to marry the Cruel Mafia Boss." Joanna Smith's perfect life suddenly took a drastic turn when the Cruel Mafia Boss demanded for her to be his new bride. "Do you wish to know why I married a fragile woman like you?" He had asked her, his voice dripping with coldness. Joanna nodded her head, wanting to know the reason behind her marriage with such a dangerous man. "You are paying a debt, sweetheart! A debt your father refused to pay off before his death!" He laughed metaphorically, as though he had said something funny. "You are mine now, Joanna. I'm gonna do all kind of crazy things to your body, make you crave me, want more and beg me to F**k you mercilessly!" He smirked evilly at her.

My wife, Sarah, always had a radiant smile, bright and flawless, just like the diamond necklace she wore. Everyone at the party, celebrating the pinnacle of my architectural career, saw us as the perfect couple, living in a stunning penthouse. But beneath the facade, a chilling rot was eating away at our foundation. Two weeks ago, hunting for a charging cable in Sarah' s car, I stumbled upon a burner phone. It lit up, revealing not just flirtatious texts, but explicit photos and mocking conversations between my beautiful wife and my ambitious mentee, Alex. They called me "The Old Man," a relic to be managed. The discovery was a physical blow, turning my decade-long marriage into a carefully constructed lie. Every shared glance, every subtle touch between them became a dagger. I saw Alex meticulously undermining me, charming clients, systematically taking over not just my marriage, but my entire company. The pain of betrayal was excruciating, but the calm that settled over me was even more terrifying. How could I have been so blind? How could the woman I built a life for, the man I trusted like a brother, conspire so intricately against me? The architect in me, trained to see structures and systems, knew one thing: this wasn't just an affair; it was a planned takeover. So, I gripped the cold metal railing of my penthouse balcony, the city lights blurring below. I wouldn't just leave. They wouldn't find me. I would disappear completely, to die and be reborn as someone else, someone who didn't remember the name Sarah. And my final design would be my escape.

"I like your voice, so talk more." He lifted her chin gently. "You don't have to hide your voice from me, I won't tell you to shut up. You can tell me anything that makes your heart feel heavy. Please do not feel alone." Diana's eyes searched into his. She searched for the honesty she wanted. She wanted to ask Alpha Darren: didn't you make me feel alone by hiding me from everyone after marrying you? ***** Diana, a mute woman and daughter of the mistress of a Beta, is forced to marry Alpha Darren to replace her sister who ran away. Diana does not love Alpha Darren because she knows him as a cruel Alpha. So she tried to end their marriage. But after a year of trying, Diana has not succeeded because Alpha Darren always has a way to keep their marriage. Also, Diana's mother doesn't want her to get a divorce because they have to pay a huge amount of compensation. Diana felt miserable because she was only used as a tool for other people's interests. All Diana wants is genuine love. Will Diana find the love she seeks in her marriage with Alpha Darren or will she still decide to divorce and choose a man who is waiting for her?

emily works as an assiatant for Aiden davis a well known talent agent for three years shes been by his side and one day he comes to emilys house asking for a favour only problem is she has to marry him for six months so he can revieve his trust fund seen as he helped her younge sister a while back she agrees but does she keep to the deal and stay for the six months or does the sabatage get to much making her leave stay tuned to find out.

After a night of reckless excess, Isabella had no choice but to take her cousin's place in an arranged marriage to Benedict-the notorious billionaire known for his ruthlessness following the tragic death of his pregnant wife. Soon, Isabella discovered that life as Benedict's wife was filled with lies and constant threats. But what terrified her most wasn't the man she must face-it was the secrets that begin to surface about that life-changing night. Taking Alessia's place forced her to live with a man who might either ruin her or be her salvation. Could she carve out her own destiny, or would she fall for the dangerous pull Benedict had on her?

After a tragic accident, Camilla's mother is critically ill in the hospital, and the medical bills are piling up. Desperate to save her mother's life, Camilla accepts a contract from Logan Delaware to be his bride unaware that he is the company's CEO for the new job she got and that his father, is her mother's former business partner and sworn enemy. When Logan proposes a contract marriage to Camilla in order to secure his inheritance, he is unaware that she will be his new secretary. Since she has signed the contract before she knew about her mother's history with the Delaware's; Camilla decides to use the marriage to get close to Logan and get revenge for her mother's past betrayal despite her mother's warnings. As Camilla continues in her marriage with Logan, discovering secrets that might be too dangerous. She is confronted with romantic attractions and must make a decision to either let go of the past and fight for her love or stick to her revenge plan.

Trapped in a marriage built on cruelty and lies, Sophia had learned to hide her pain behind a perfect smile. Her husband, the charming guy she once believed in, had become a man she barely recognized. Dante, the ruthless mafia boss who bullied her in highschool resurfaced with one thing on his mind; revenge. But the moment he saw Sophia again, broken, but still beautiful and defiant, his plans begin to crumble and the line between hate and desire seemed to blur. She loved an angel. Married a monster. Now the devil wants her for himself.

"You'll sleep in a separate room," he said. "Unless you decide not to." I took the deal for the money. One year. No sex. No emotions. But Julian Styles the cold, filthy-rich CEO of Styles Corporation wasn't just a contract. He became an addiction . I told myself not to want him. Not when he touched me like I belonged to him. Not when he kissed me like he was unraveling. And just when I started to fall for the man I was never supposed to love... I was kidnapped. Tied to a chair. Used as leverage. And when he found me, he didn't speak. He just burned everything in his path. "You weren't supposed to matter," he whispered. "But you do. God help me, you do. Welcome to a fake marriage worth two billion dollars...And a love story that was never supposed to happen.

The first marriage ended because the husband could not provide mental support. The second household was also forced to run aground due to a gambling case. Even after the third time as a wife, Namira could not feel happy. Moreover, the sad memories of that first night made her traumatized to reopen herself. So, how will she live her life again?

The Scorpion Organization has taken control of the world through black magic and the financing of prohibited operations by smuggling diamonds from Africa to the rest of the world, and while its secret gang is confronted by a unique security man (Ahmed Sabry); On another front, (Noor Maxim) resists the organization's attempts to control the kidnapping of the son of the dearest woman to his heart. In a third line, the organization tries to recruit a secret man to interfere between a famous painter and his wife to arrange a hellish game that ensures the organization's continued dominance over Europe and the world. Thus, the events of the novel proceed in three parallel lines: Nour assists his wife in recovering her kidnapped son from the clutches of the gang, using all the tricks and cunning means in which he excels, while the intrusion succeeds in spoiling the woman's marriage and the painter sets out to start a whole new life, and finally, the security man storms Ahmed Sabry walks the smuggling gangs down to their leader, where he can expose their plans and destroy the big mastermind.

In a world engulfed in blazing desires and searing conflicts, Rachel becomes a pawn in the hands of her ruthless father, sold to the fiery Alpha King, Brandon. Bound by marriage but consumed by despair, Rachel's world ignites with unexpected flames when she discovers her pregnancy. Determined to escape Brandon's fiery grip, she flees Pack Manowi, knowing she is just a breeding tool to him—a mere flicker in his blazing ambitions. Months later, as Brandon's regret scorches his soul, he realizes the inferno of memories with Rachel has sparked a love he cannot extinguish. Desperate to reclaim what he lost, he searches relentlessly, flames of remorse licking at his every step. It is under the scorching gaze of the full moon that fate fans the flames of their reunion. But as the embers of their love smolder, a new inferno rises. Kennedy, a captivating Alpha intertwined with Rachel's destiny, emerges from the flames, declaring his claim over her. "Rachel, I'm here to claim you as my mate!" his voice crackles with intensity, promising a different kind of blaze. Defying the scorching challenge, Brandon's voice cuts through the air, a defiant inferno in its own right. "No, Rachel! I am your mate. Not him! You're my fate!" His fiery determination reveals a depth of love that can't be extinguished. Caught in the midst of their passionate duel, Rachel's heart becomes kindling for a burning decision. As the inferno of emotions threatens to consume her, she must choose between the warmth of Kennedy's embrace and the searing blaze of Brandon's ardor. In the heat of the moment, her choice will unleash a wildfire of consequences that will test the limits of love and reshape their destinies forever. In this scorching tale of desire and redemption, Rachel, Brandon, and Kennedy will be engulfed in a whirlwind of flames, where the heat of their connections threatens to either forge an unbreakable bond or reduce their world to ashes.

I was kneeling on a Persian rug in my custom Vera Wang, staring at the headline that ended my life: my father had been arrested for a massive Ponzi scheme. I reached for my phone to call my groom, Claudius, but he disconnected the line. Then I heard the sound that stopped my heart—the deadbolt sliding home from the outside. Two floors down, my mother-in-law was already calculating the cost of my survival. To save the family’s stock prices, they decided a "grieving widower" was better than a disgraced bride. Claudius didn't even flinch. He downed a whiskey and gave the order to the staff. "Do it." The door swung open, but it wasn't my husband. It was the housekeeper and a maid wearing medical gloves. They pinned me down, ignoring my screams, and plunged a syringe of potassium chloride into my neck. They scattered pills across the floor, staging a perfect suicide while I felt my heart rhythm fail. "I'm pregnant. Please." I sobbed into the silk cushions, but they didn't pause. As the darkness swallowed the room, I realized my entire marriage had been a transaction, and I was now a liability to be liquidated. How could the man I loved sign my death warrant? Why was my best friend already wearing my engagement ring before my body was even cold? But they forgot one thing: I was an Elliott, and we always have a contingency plan. The poison didn't kill me; it only woke me up. When I stood up from that chaise lounge, the bride was gone. I was holding the secret ledger that would burn their empire to the ground. "Have a lovely audit."

She lost everything-her husband, her home, her best friend. Then fate handed her a billionaire, a child in need, and a second chance. After a brutal betrayal, May Hemlings is left broke, pregnant, and humiliated. But when she saves a child from a car accident, her world collides with billionaire John Bells and his grieving son, Saint. What starts as a nanny job turns into a high-stakes deal: Live with John for one year, play the perfect live-in nanny, and walk away with $50 million. But secrets don't stay buried. The child in her womb isn't her ex's-it's John's. And their fake marriage? It's getting dangerously real. Between boardroom wars, jealous exes, and a powerful family that wants her gone, May must decide: walk away with the money... or fight for the unexpected legacy she's building-love, family, and a future worth staying for.

I was running barefoot through a slick, rainy New York alley, chased by my foster parents' hired muscle and a swarm of bloodthirsty paparazzi. They had just sold me to a repulsive pig, Dusty Stephenson, in exchange for a lucrative family business deal. When I refused to be their puppet and escaped my own engagement gala, they didn't even bother to cancel the event. Instead, they found a cheap lookalike imposter to stand on stage in my place. Through the ballroom doors, I watched the fake "Eleanor Nash" smiling next to Dusty, accepting the applause of hundreds of oblivious guests. My foster parents were happily sealing their corrupt deal, stealing my identity to force the marriage through public opinion. When my best friend Arlie crashed the party to expose the fraud, Dusty's mother viciously ordered the security guards to grab her. How could the people who raised me be so completely ruthless? They treated my life like a disposable commodity, and when I wouldn't play along, they simply replaced me to keep their disgusting lie alive. I couldn't just hide in the shadows and let them destroy my name. I pushed open the heavy ballroom doors, walked straight through the stunned crowd in my ruined, damp dress, and stared them down. "I am the real Eleanor Nash. And in three days, I will expose this entire conspiracy."

Arabella has been trained all her life her to be a dutiful wife, her family's crumbling business empire, Arabella is coerced into a loveless marriage with billionaire Asher Blackwood, who sees her as a weak and insignificant pawn, he despises due to her weak nature. Asher struggles to accept Arabella, as he wants someone else than Arabella. Arabella is also drawn to Arlo, who cares for her more than Asher and sees her as human rather than a pawn. But slowly Asher and Arabella fall for each other but it seems too late, as Asher has bitten more than Arabella can handle and Arabella would stop at nothing to make him pay as he had underestimated the power of a pawn. What happens when a dutiful daughter is forced into a loveless marriage with a billionaire who sees her as a pawn, not a partner? Can a loveless marriage turn into a love that lasts?