sub·sti·tute /ˈsəbstəˌt(y)o͞ot/ a person or thing acting or serving in place of another. Princessa a.k.a Cessa never imagine that she would be a substitute bride for her sister. But circumstances made her be just that. And to make matter worse her sister husband to be was the man who insult Cessa when they met for the first time. When they enter the marriage life, they spend a lot of time together and love grow between them. And how will their marriage life and love survive when the said sister return to claim her place.

*****PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS FORCED TO MARRY A BILLIONAIRE MANWHORE***** Getting married is a day most girls daydream about from childhood to adulthood. A day where you wear a gorgeous white gown and walk down the isle to your amazing groom. Girls plan the entire day, from the setting to the cake. But what do you do when you can have all of that, except the one important thing? Love. Sage Slade is in that very predicament. After finding out she's actually the granddaughter of a billionaire by the name of Andrew Emerson, a man who owns a variety of successful franchises. Sage is immediately forced into an engagement with the son of her grandfather's closest friend, Greyson Blackstone. Greyson's a manwhore and he doesn't hide it, Sage hates it and doesn't hide it. Putting them together is like fire and ice. One moment they could care less about each other then suddenly they're at each other's throats. Despite that, feelings develop, and inevitable heartbreak comes with it. A roller coaster ride most would say. But one that's too tempting to ride. Maybe there's a happy ending for the two. Then again, maybe there's not. HIGHEST RANKING #2 IN GENERAL FICTION #1 IN YOUNG ADULT #1 IN ROMANCE ****UNDER HEAVY EDITING****

Anna is your average small town girl. The only problem is that she moved to the city, after she finished college. Anna thought that she belonged in the city, but she was wrong. She stayed there for almost five years before deciding to leave. The only problem now is that she has nowhere to go. She can't go back home now; she's a disappointment to her family. Feeling disappointed in her choice, Anna goes to find a book to drown her sorrows in, and instead, she finds a magazine filled with articles by men wanting to find a bride without having to do any of the wooing. Anna is intrigued by one man in particular, Brent Donovan. Just by looking at his picture she can already tell he's a hot rough and tough cowboy, and that's exactly what she wants. So she sends him a letter, and let's just say the rest is history... ***THIS STORY HAS NOT BEEN EDITED. PLEASE DON'T COMMENT ON THE MISTAKES. I KNOW THAT THEY ARE THERE AND I WILL TRY AND FIND THE TIME TO FIX THEM.***

(A/N: A word of warning for anyone reading - I wrote this story when I was very young. So yes, it is corny, and yes, it does need a lot of editing. I've been told it's a fun read, and maybe one day I'll get round to giving it a proper reconstruction, but if you're a grammar Nazi/ perfectionist (and don't worry, so am I), this book probably isn't for you. Ta for hearing out my ramble :) A/N) Addie is a normal 17-year-old, with a passion for photography, wolves - and bad boys. So when bad boy Theo strolls into school, she's dead attracted to him. But creepy, mysterious deaths start occuring, And Addie has started adding things up. And they all lead to Theo. Could he possibly be... a werewolf? And even stranger too; could Addie be in love with him?

DISCLAIMER!!!!!! This book is probably very bad! Who am I kidding? there's no probably, it's very bad. There are probably some things that don't make sense or don't add up, and the writing in the first chapters (or all) is bad. I know I have improved but this was just a warning, so I don't get cussed out in the comments. Lol, jk. I wrote this when I was younger (I hated editing) so there are a lot of mistakes with capitalizing, punctuation, sentence structure etc. Read at your own risk. You were warned. ************ Excerpt. The pounding of my head could be heard from a mile away. I closed my eyes tightly and tried not to focus on the pain. I was becoming irritated by both the headache and the stupid chains. I opened my eyes and looked over at my sister, she was sleeping with her head hanging low. I looked away from her and pulled on the chains, ignoring the migraine I'm pretty sure I have. This is just pure cruelty, I really prefered staying in the room. I looked around the room, for what felt like the millionth time within this hour. I took a deep and long breath before I just let my hands hang to the sides of my head in the chains. My breathing slowed and I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes a while after I noticed that someone was in the room. "What are you doing in here?" I asked. ~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank #1 in General Fiction. New cover made by @lexusloveangels. Thanks again, I love it.

Erica York has lived her whole life in her small village with her family. Her parents work night and day to support their ever growing brood of children, but there never seems to be enough money. Desperate to keep their family alive Erica's father sells his daughter to an American man as a mail order bride. But what will happen when Erica meets her fiance and his family?

Rose McGregor flees the post-civil war south as a mail-order bride, with no other hope than to have a home of her own, a full stomach, and someone to take care of her. She never expected to find more pain and hardship than she's already suffered as her past catches up with her future. Least of all does she expect to find a love far beyond her wildest dreams in the arms of the stranger she has sworn to honor and obey.

This is the second book but it can be read independently. Disowned by his family and trapped into a loveless marriage Levi Matthews thought his life is over. The one bright spot is his beautiful daughter. Then his wife dies suddenly freeing him, or so he thought. Now he's a single father fighting to keep his daughter and the only way is to remarry. Deciding that he wants a marriage in name only he places an ad for a mail order bride. Hope Saunders is from a well to do family in Savannah Georgia that has fallen on hard times due to her father's gambling. She learns that she is to be married off to pay for her father's debts. Her fiance is a cold heartless man that has already buried two healthy wives and she has no intentions of being the third. Hope decides to take control of her own fate and answers an ad for a mail order bride. But is she making the right decision? She knows nothing of the man placing the ad except that he is a widower with a little girl and he lives out west. At least she was making her own decisions and being a romantic at heart she could only hope that she would find love with this stranger.

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"What the fuck..." Olivia could hear the barely audible voice surfacing in her mind as she began to wake up. Sunlight stung the backs of her eyelids, causing her to blink. A sting in her throat kept her from swallowing easily. She turned to the side where she heard the voice and her eyes focused on a guy, who was shirtless, and in the same bed as her. "Oh no..." she whispered as a painful sensation made its presence known. This can't be happening. I'm a good girl. I don't screw up, Olivia thought as she stared in horror at the figure beside her. Abruptly she stood up taking the navy blue sheets with her. Exposing the guy she also saw the dark red stain in the centre of the bed. She groaned aloud. "What have you done?" he shouted as he frantically tried to pull on his boxers. "What have I done? You did this!" she countered unsure of what really happened. "Do you even remember?" her silence spoke volumes, "There, then nothing happened, we just fell asleep..." "Naked? And if that's not enough evidence look at the bed..." she drifted off ashamed and watched his eyes focus on the bed. "Oh man, my sheets!" "This is not about your sheets!" Olivia yelled angrily as she moved around the room and picked up her clothes from the night before. Don't panic. It's okay. Maybe it isn't what we think it is, she tried calming herself as she awkwardly put on her underwear and dress. Dropping the sheet she made her way to the doorway and disappeared out of his bedroom. Swallowing three times she found her purse and coat beside the front door of the apartment. "We're not even going to talk about this?" "There's nothing to talk about!" Olivia shouted as she held her purse and shoes in one hand and slammed the door on the approaching figure.