Christina went to sleep twenty-two and free. She woke up twenty-seven, traumatized, and married to the man she hates most in the world. Kayne Blackwell. To her, he isn't a husband. He is a massive, tattooed stranger wearing the face of her high school bully. She doesn't remember falling in love. She doesn't remember the wedding. She is trapped in a marriage she doesn't remember choosing. Kayne isn't interested in patience. He is cashing in a debt. He saved the only friends she trusts in this strange new reality, and now the bill has come due. The price? Her cooperation. He has forced Christina into a twisted deal of mandatory therapy and inescapable dates, desperate to spark a memory of the obsession they shared. He claims he wants to help her remember. Christina suspects he just wants to own her. But as the sessions get darker, she begins to fear that the only thing worse than forgetting... Is finding out why she fell for the villain in the first place. This story is part of a series but can be read as a standalone.

Charlotte Jones had a perfect life. She was rich, beautiful, and married to the man of her dreams. Nothing could stop her-until an accident put her in a coma for five years. When she finally wakes up, she realizes the world didn't wait for her. Her life is gone. Her friends are gone. And the worst part? Her husband has moved on. But Charlotte isn't the type to just let go. The past isn't just a memory to her; it's the life she was promised. And she knows one thing for sure: What Charlotte Jones wants, Charlotte Jones gets. Including Mr. Jones...

Ophelia learned early that survival is quieter than hope. As the Tyrant King's wife, she lives beneath a crown that was never meant to love her. She walks his halls with care, speaks with restraint, and offers kindness the way others offer shields. Every smile is deliberate. Every silence is chosen. She does not dream of affection only endurance. She believes she is living on borrowed time. The king she is bound to, rules without mercy, without warmth, without explanation. His distance is constant. His gaze unreadable. To Ophelia, he is cruelty refined into discipline a man who could end her life with a word and chooses, inexplicably, not to. She tells herself this is indifference. She tells herself this is disgust. She tells herself it means nothing. Because believing otherwise would be dangerous. She does not see the restraint in his stillness. The care hidden in his control. The way his voice softens when hers falters. The way his hands disappear behind his back when she flinches so she never has to fear them. Ophelia believes love is a weakness she cannot afford. She convinces herself that whatever grows in her chest is gratitude, not longing. Habit, not attachment. Anything but the truth she refuses to name. What she does not know what she cannot imagine is that he loved her the moment he saw her. That his silence is fear. That his distance is devotion. That every boundary he keeps is a promise not to frighten the woman he would never forgive himself for hurting. He does not ask for her love. He does not demand her trust. He hopes only that one day she might look at him without fear. That she might sit beside him and stay. That she might see him as something other than the monster the world made him. And as Ophelia slowly falls for the man she believes will never love her, she does not realize that the most dangerous thing in his kingdom is not his crown but how deeply, hopelessly, he already belongs to her.

David Harrington once had it all. A wife A family A home built on love A privileged life Now he's lost everything. Served with divorce papers at the very firm he built, David falls from perfection to headline. Emily - the only woman he's ever loved - is done. But he's not. Haunted by who he destroyed - and by a secret he's run from for decades - he'll do whatever it takes to win her back. Emily isn't just done - she's rebuilding. Devastated but not destroyed, she's forging a new life for herself and the boys. But when a sophisticated and enigmatic hotelier steps back into her world, she realises she isn't quite finished with love. But is he a safe harbor - or another beautiful shipwreck? Ava never meant to fall for him, and now she's left with an awful decision. Does she chase a love that was never really hers? What about the woman she can't stop measuring herself against? Emily isn't just the wife Ava envied. She's the reflection of everything Ava wishes she could be. The affair was just the beginning. The aftermath is where the real story lives. Follow for spoilers: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61578834088188 Music playlist: 👉 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uoptfoogWScDIfzPAolHG Updates every Friday and Saturday. © 2025 LolaLovesParis - All Rights Reserved.

At 40 and with three kids, the last thing I needed was my husband suddenly working every day with a gorgeous, talented, much younger French prima ballerina. But life didn't care. Late nights. Missed dinners. A shift in his voice when he said her name. And just like that, the marriage I thought was unshakable began to crack. Now I'm forced to face the truth: Every pas de deux has a breaking point. And ours... might be reaching its final step. ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚♪𝄞₊˚⊹ 🩰 A marriage cracking after 16 years 🩰 Emotional cheating 🩰 Mild OW drama 🩰 Holiday angst 🩰 Mischief, fluff & cute moments 🩰 Maybe not enough grovel... and small doses of pettiness 🎄 Yes, there's an HEA. It is Christmas, after all... ✨

I'M SORRY IN ADVANCE, THIS IS JUST A PREVIEW. THE REST OF THE STORY WILL BE AVAILABLE ON PATREON. . . Lily thought she knew her husband. She thought their life and their daughter meant love and loyalty. Then a seventeen-second video went viral, exposing him-the Mayor-in a public affair with a much younger woman. Humiliated and betrayed, she watches him spin lies to the media, move in with her replacement, and leave her to face the fallout alone. This is a story of heartbreak, resilience, and the fight to reclaim dignity when the world has already taken it away.

MONTANA He was the love of my life-until he left me standing in the wreckage of our marriage. Five years later, Jared Manelis is a world champion boxer, and the father of my daughters. The man he is today is galaxies away from the boy with blood on his knuckles who once promised me forever. Now a stranger, with the world at his fingertips and a talent for irritating me to no end. But when he's left fighting for his life after a championship match, everything changes. Suddenly, the man who broke me is back inside the walls I built to keep him out. Now he's asking questions we've both avoided for years; while our present battles to keep us apart, our past fights to be brought to the light and bind us together again. JARED Five years ago, fame, pride, and one stupid choice cost me my marriage-and the family I'd always dreamed of. Now I'm with a woman I don't love, have an ex who smiles at everyone but me, and a daughter too nervous to meet my eyes. Then I'm shot after the biggest night of my career-and all I can see is her. When death caresses your cheek, you know it's time to fight for what you want. So I force my way back into her world, where she can't ignore me anymore, and begin my fight for the truth, a chance to be us again. I'll remind her why she chose me all those years ago and show her why I'm worth choosing again.

When a ruthless crime lord hires a soft-spoken woman for what should have been a forgettable job, he expects compliance-not competition. She looks harmless: gentle voice, polite smile, eyes that seem too kind for his world. But innocence is her favorite lie. She knows exactly what she's doing. Every man who looks at her becomes a pawn, every touch an experiment in control. She collects attention the way others collect weapons-patiently, deliberately, without remorse. And when she grows bored, she discards them without a second thought. He has ruled his empire through fear, desire, and absolute dominance. Lust has always been easy. Jealousy has never touched him-until he watches her smile at another man. Until he realizes he wants her attention locked on him and him alone. The more men circle her, the more violent his need becomes. But she is no victim. Every woman who dares look at him too long earns her quiet fury. She memorizes names, studies weaknesses, and smiles sweetly while plotting ruin. Possession is not his alone to claim. What begins as mutual fascination turns into obsession. What becomes obsession twists into something toxic, devouring, and dangerously intimate. They don't fall in love-they collide. He finally meets his match in a woman who refuses to submit. She finds her equal in a man who refuses to let her go. In a world where power is everything, they are willing to burn empires, bodies, and themselves to keep each other-because if they can't be owned by anyone else, they will destroy anyone who tries.

I was never a woman who believed in promises. They always felt like wishes, soft things people made when they didn't know how else to hold on. Judas Mercer made them anyway. And somehow, he kept every single one. He waited for me when the world didn't. Built a life while I was still learning how to belong to one. Loved me in a way that I could finally trust. What I didn't realize was how much of our life already existed beyond me. How some bonds didn't begin with us but were already settled and familiar. She was a presence that had always been there. The woman from our past and our present woven into the spaces I thought were ours alone, standing there with us all along. Because Judas kept his promises. He just kept his secrets too. ~S~S~R~A~Y~N~E 🦋Perceived cheating 🦋Possessive MMC 🦋Dark romance themes 🦋high spice content

They say a woman like me shouldn't love a man like him. I'm too loud. Too volatile. Too willing to burn everything down just to make a point. But Matthias Moretti didn't pick me for my sweetness. He picked me because I'm the only woman in this cursed city who can take his violence, match his obsession, and ride him like owning him is a birthright. He was supposed to be a holiday sin I'd laugh about later, a sweat-soaked distraction I used to bury my past. Then one savage little truth blew the floor out from under me and everything we built. Now he's tearing apart his own empire trying to drag me home, razing anything that stands between us. He shouldn't worry. I'm not hiding. I'm waiting.