When Arianna marries billionaire Zach Price to save her family, she doesn't expect to fall in love with a man who'd always consider her a second choice. An unexpected turn of events brings the couple closer together, but can a marriage based on lies and deceit ever survive? ***** When Arianna's older sister, Olivia, decides to run away on the day of her wedding, Arianna is forced to take her place to save her family from ruin. But her new husband is angry, heartbroken, and seems to hate her guts. The cold, elusive billionaire Zach Price has never quite struck Arianna as the kind of man she'd want to spend her entire life with. She was more than content with her sweet, thoughtful boyfriend Noah, but when circumstances force them together, Zach and Arianna's hearts get entangled in a way she never saw coming. As the couple grows closer, they must battle the demons of their past and of the lives they left behind - especially when Olivia returns and decides she wants Zach all for herself. Content/Trigger Warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual abuse, and mentions abortion and miscarriage. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren Tachibana

𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. Aira Roy wanted a soft love, sweet kisses, slow mornings, and the kind of man who'd worship her heart. What she got was him. Ivan Simenio. Sin wrapped in silk. CEO by day, mafia by night. And completely, shamelessly obsessed with her. And from the second he laid eyes on her, she became his favorite addiction. It was one night, and she forgot every man before him. Aira was never the same after his hands, his mouth, his name on her lips. ₊ ⊹✧˖°. Tropes~ •Desi X Videshi •Grovelling •Dad's rival •Grumpy X Sunshine •Age Gap •Dark Romance •Touch her and die •Obsessed MMC

He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate. And he was trouble. "Mine" he growled. And the next thing I knew, everything went black.

Celestine Colton was a survivor, against the turmoil and abuse against the werewolf kind in a world run solely by humanised factions, she's a cuffed butterfly tied down to a name she does not know and a name she cannot fulfil until every question about her family, her choices and life is answered. Starting with Nicolai Darkling, a tormented reign of terror in a world he couldn't claim, on a throne he could not call his until a mating was made. Overthrowing both his siblings to a seat at the throne table, he held his dear mate close to his side, no matter how hard she tried to run. She was his, he was certain of it, even if deserving her was no longer on the table. If only they knew the truth of the wolf with the touch of the flame, that fire cannot kill the one who's blood is embedded with it. Only one did. A joke to Celestine, Alastair didn't cherish her, but tried to use her and Elias tried to force her hand. Her record for mates is almost diabolical. Love is not a liability. Nor is it a curse. It's a gift they should have cherished, not questioned. But is it too late. Not at Nocturne. Not at a school that needs Celestine and Athena more than most need air to breathe. It's time a new chapter was set in course, and to uncover what Celestine knows in her heart, it's to find herself first at a school with more secrets than the Bermuda Triangle. What will happen when something else comes to play? Or someone else.

My fate would no longer be dictated by the Gods and Goddesses that took shape in a world with more realms than known. I grew up in a society that shaped werewolf women inferior to feral men. Nicolai Darkling was no exception and neither was the men who raised me to be on the Werewolf council. He was a lie in the shape of a bond. A bond that many of you believed was genuine, and many of you thought I should have accepted. A rejection in a mate bond was never taken lightly. A bond the Kings and Queens of realms and ruins got wrong. There have always been two sides to one coin. The 'head' and the 'tail.' Some saw it as the one person owning one coin. Four coins, and only one lands on the good. The gods threw four coins on my fate. Or so I originally believed. Everyone else got one coin. So, why the fuck was mine an outlier in every realm? Nicolai Darkling, Elias Cardinal, Alastair Fawn...and Creed Legion. Who I now knew was Prince Creed Emberflame. Two of them harmed me more than I thought possible. Three of them are purebred royals who used me for their own self-righteous needs. Four claim to be mated to me. And only one of them is my true mate. My true name is Celestine Leviathan, House of Leviathan. Werewolf. Fire elemental. Survivor. The Houses in the elemental realm were demolished to form the four seasons and high kingdom.