flashmarriage

They called Hàng Wàng Wùjī the perfect heir. To the broken yào Wèi Yīlíng, he was the warden who held his leash, the hand that fed him, and the only warmth in a frozen world. When Wùjī is murdered for getting too close to his clan’s darkest secret, Wèi is left with nothing but a piece of cold violet jade and a resolve forged in despair. He will not bring his keeper back to life. He will go into the past and rewrite the tragedy that made him. But the past is a labyrinth of silent horrors. Every step back—from the public humiliations to the private violations—shows Wèi that Wùjī’s suffering was not an accident, but a design. To save him, Wèi must unravel a legacy of cruelty so profound it stretches back to a sin against the heavens themselves. The closer he gets to the root, the more he risks: not just his own existence, but the memory of the love that became his reason to live.

What do people need in life? A house, a job and a partner, but if a house is just a one room studio, if a job is not stable and barely maintaining your basic needs and if a partner is the only thing they are giving to you is a married status, then can it also be called a good life? I, Andrea Patson, am the same. If I am going to have a house, then it will be the one that people only dream of having, a job that could make one admire me and a wife that makes people jealous. And at last, I bought an apartment—though it can't be called a penthouse, it is in an upscale residence—and I got a job that maybe didn't put me on top, but it really made people admire me.... And lastly, I proposed to a beautiful omega girl, who, for an alpha like me was like a perfect match and the object of envy for the others. So, my life was perfect, with the only thing left being my wedding, which was soon going to be perfect too, until… I got a text from my fiancé calling it off a day before the wedding. The guests were there, and the wedding hall was decorated, so what could I do in this situation? Of course, I picked another woman who was more perfect than my fiancé... That was what I thought, until I realized she was an alpha, too. Not only that, she ran away after the wedding with my marriage certificate, and after days of finding her, she appeared before me as my... Boss? ___________ [Warning] Female Alphas are Futa, plus it is r18, so there will be some scenes like that... And don't forget to give a review!!!

Sonia Sawyers, a thrice-divorced woman, marries Liam Sinclair in a flash marriage, believing he is the reincarnation of a past love she owes and wronged. Cursed to never find true romantic bliss unless she makes amends to the past love, Sonia plans to spoil Liam and give him the best life that he deserves, especially when riddled with a strange terminal illness that doesn’t give him much time to live. As they navigate their relationship, a new love interest pushed by his mother complicates matters and threaten their bond. Despite the curse’s power, which makes all the men she gets involved in be drawn to their soulmates when with her, she finds herself falling for Liam with each passing day. But then, amidst such matters, a man who resembles her past love’s reincarnation completely appears, complicating matters to the extreme. Sonia become torn between the two. Should she follow her heart and risk everything for Liam, or make amends with her past and potentially lose her only chance at happiness? As Liam’s mother pushes him towards another woman, Sonia faces an impossible choice. Will she follow her heart or fate? Can she break the curse and find true love with Liam, or will he leave her for his soulmate?

Adrian Verity, a ruthless CEO, does not forgive and he punishes his adopted brother without mercy. When Isabella, the unacknowledged daughter of a former maid, is caught trying to steal from him, he gives her a choice that could ruin her life. She must marry his adopted brother for six months, make him fall in love, and then break his heart, or face jail for her crime. The sisters only wanted to get rid of her, but Adrian’s plan is far crueler than they imagined. Every word, every smile, and every secret becomes a weapon in a marriage she never wanted. One wrong move could destroy them all and the one she is supposed to hurt may not be as naive as she thinks.

[Warning] This story contains mature themes including dark romance, obsession, power play, and elements of BDSM. Expect emotional manipulation, shame dynamics, and unconventional relationships. Reader discretion is advised. If there was one person Evangeline Hidalgo would kill,it would be Vincenzo Del Toro. But for the sake of her purity,she knew the only weapon she could possess should not have his blood on them--his tears would make a good substitute. *** Obsession is a damning fate and Vincenzo willingly walks towards it. From his expensive purchase of his bride to the sickening need to possess every breathing inch of her-Vincenzo finds himself in a one man cult.

WARNING!!! -Explicit and Dark Romance- For years after Livana lost her sight, she lived in the gilded cage of her family’s expectations—engaged to the man chosen for her, confined to the shadows while he managed the empire her mother left behind. But blindness didn’t make her powerless. She heard everything. The whispers in the other room. The treachery in her fiancé’s voice. The betrayal woven into every conversation with her cousin, all caught by the devices she secretly planted. She had a plan to escape—one she’d crafted meticulously. Until her sister proposed something far more dangerous. Involve the Blackwells. Their family’s most hated rivals. The ones Livana had been raised to despise. And the man her sister suggested? *Damon Blackwell.* The arrogant bastard who had tormented her since childhood. The same man she’d once—*against her better judgment*—ended up in bed with after being drugged and set up. The idea was reckless. Madness. But the thought of burning her engagement to Knox to the ground, of watching her father and stepmother’s fury as she tied herself to their enemy? Delicious. What she didn’t expect was Damon’s obsession. He was ruthless. Unhinged. Exactly what she should have anticipated from the heir to the Blackwell mafia. But Livana was no damsel. If he thought he could control her, he was wrong. She had her own games to play. And this time, she wouldn’t be the one losing.

When they first met, they quickly registered their marriage, and she became his woman. From then on, she was cherished by the man as the apple of his eye, not allowing her to suffer the slightest grievance. He, the dark and sinister king of the Sovereign Empire, also a business tycoon, a hidden noble, cold, ruthless, and domineering yet charming, used all his immense power and wealth to spoil his woman to the heavens. "King, the Young Madam says she wants a 50 billion diamond ring." "How can one be enough? Send her a truckload." "King, the Young Madam threw down the divorce agreement and ran away pregnant." That night, he cornered her against the wall, his deep, magnetic voice seductively saying: "Baby, where do you plan to go with my heir?" [Double Virgins][Extreme Pampering][Abuse Scum]

Betrayed by her own family, Ye Ningwan is wed to the notorious “blind” warlord Zhan Hanjue—everyone expects her corpse to be carried out within days. Instead, three days later she struts back to the Ye gates draped in priceless gifts. Ye elders salivate; she smiles sweetly: “Only looking allowed—I’m taking these home. After all, you gave me zero dowry.” “Insolent!” they cry. Zhan Hanjue steps in, voice frosted steel: “She’s mine now. Protecting her is my pleasure.” Later, Ye Ningwan stammers, “You’re… not blind?” He tugs her close, whisper hot against her ear: “Play along, my queen, and I’ll give you the world—starting with my heart.”

Just because she glanced at him once more in the crowd, she inexplicably "seduced" Capital's young Mr. Peary. So— "Uncle, I'm stuck at the police station." Soon, a large group of black-clad, gun-holding people stormed into the police station, nearly blowing it sky-high. "Uncle, someone says she is your wife and told me to take good care of her." In an instant, the woman disappeared, and a certain man physically demonstrated to her that he only has one wife. In public, he is the cold and ruthless CEO of MC. In private, he is a rogue husband who tries every means to coax her into bed. One day, a certain woman couldn't stand it any longer, clutching her waist and sobbing, "You're sleeping in the study tonight." The man hooked his lips, "You seduced me first, you proposed to me, you wanted to have a child..."

The rules were simple: marry Damian Cross, play the perfect wife, and never let him see the truth. To the world, Ava Sinclair is the picture of elegance poised, wealthy, untouchable. But behind the mask lies a woman on borrowed time, driven by one obsession: uncover what happened to her sister, Lily, who vanished after crossing paths with Damian a year ago. Damian Cross is everything the rumors promise ruthless, brilliant, and dangerously captivating. He built his empire on secrets and shadows, and when Ava steps into his world, he recognizes a liar in his arms. Yet instead of exposing her, he binds her closer, offering her a contract that turns her hunt for answers into a deadly game of proximity. In his fortress of glass and stone, every smile hides a trap, every kiss blurs the line between truth and deception. Ava swore she would never fall for the man who might have destroyed her sister’s life but the deeper she digs, the more she realizes Damian Cross may be the only man who can shatter her… or save her. Because in this marriage built on lies, one truth is undeniable: No one leaves Damian Cross unscathed.

WARNING: This book contains explicit, face slapping sex scenes and mature contents not fit for readers below 18+. If you love steamy romances and exciting scenes, this book is the one. By day, Damon follows her rules in the kitchen: chopping, kneading, burning his fingers, and surviving her sharp mouth. By night, she follows his. Damon Blackwell is a cold, dangerous billionaire who hates Christmas, women, and anything that smells like joy. Haunted by tragedy and trauma, and memories of the girl he once loved and lost, he lives like a machine: money, control, and pleasure without attachment. Then his grandparents and three ruthless brothers dare him to do the impossible: Live like a normal man for 12 days to Christmas: no staff, no luxuries, no protection, no control and no bad temper. He has to change and be easygoing with investors. Fail, and he loses the biggest business deal of his life. Indulgence is over for him. The only place Damon knows he can grab survival? A small-town Christmas cooking competition hosted by that one woman who broke his heart years ago. Merry Steele never expected to see Damon again. The man she left without a word. The man who haunted her dreams after she broke his heart back now stands in her kitchen offering a deal she can’t refuse: Cook for him. Sleep with him. Pretend to be his fiancée until the end of the year. The pay is tempting. The temptation is even greater. Before Christmas, can they resist the heat, desire, and lingering love they once shared and keep it strictly business? As family obligations, enemies, and a high-profile Christmas ball close in, Damon and Merry must correct old heartbreak, passion, and dangerous feelings. Will Damon ever forgive his fuckmate? Can Merry resist the billionaire who once stole her heart… or will old flames burn hotter than ever under the snow, the lights, and the Christmas feelings?

On the night of her engagement, Stella Norton, the adopted and unworthy second daughter of James Norton, is accused of infidelity and replaced by her own sister. Humiliated and heartbroken, Stella is cast out of the hall under her father’s orders while her mother looks on. In a daze of pain and betrayal, she wanders into a club, desperate to drown her sorrow—only to fall into the arms of a stranger ~Adrian Carter~ whose presence feels dangerously magnetic. By morning, she wakes to a shocking reality. Adrian holding out a marriage certificate. “Mate, we’re married,” he said. "What mate?" What marriage?" "We were never school mates, how do you call me mate?" She shrieked. Adrian Carter, the cold and mysterious heir of the Carter Empire had a secret no one knows…he is the Alpha of the most powerful pack in Crown City. But fate doesn’t stop at secrets. As their worlds collide, Stella discovers that her own past is far from ordinary. Hidden truths, prophecies, bonds, and dark forces begin to rise—testing not only their love but their very fate. Will their marriage survive the storm of destiny? Can love survive when destiny itself demands blood and truth? Or will it consume them both?

Betrayed by her husband. Pushed off a rooftop. She is reborn four years before her death on the very night she was drugged. This time, she swore she’d change her fate. Instead of following the same path, she ran straight into the arms of Su Ye, the cold, mysterious CEO. The next morning, she woke up with a ring on her finger, with him calling her “Mrs. Su.” Wait—what?! From that moment, her life flipped upside down. While she chased her long-lost dream of becoming an actress, her powerful new husband spoiled her endlessly. And when her ex noticed her again? She had only one answer: Sorry, I am married, and he doesn't share. The ex's interested. She’s not.

Isla Kim, head of marketing, is in a tight spot. Her mother’s medical bills are piling up, and one desperate night, she takes a temporary escort gig. The man she meets? Her CEO, Damien Frost. He’s precise, cold, and for the first time, intrigued. Seeing potential in her intelligence, discretion, and… compatibility, he offers her a contract: marry him, carry his heir, and the company will ensure her debts and family are taken care of. Isla knew it was a bad idea, but what could she do? Her mother's life was on the line. ------- Damien Frost has everything: wealth, power, a company that bends to his will… except for one thing. His family demands an heir, and no matter how many therapists he consults, nothing works. Until he sees her. One glance, one subtle move, and he’s intrigued in a way he can’t explain. But she’s his employee, and he is a CEO who doesn’t mix business with pleasure… or at least, that’s what he tells himself. One contract. One child. One rule: keep it professional. But every look, every interaction, draws them closer to a line neither of them thought they’d cross. Snippet: "Ms Kim this, Ms Kim that. You've never said my name before." "I'm trying to be professional. Something you clearly don't understand else you wouldn't be sitting here in this ridiculous outfit at a bar of all places." "Wow, professionalism." I rolled my eyes sarcastically. "You call leah by her name... why isn't that an issue." "That's..." "Different. I know. She's been your assitant for nearly a decade while I'm the girl you hired to give you babies." "You're more than just that to me, Ms-" He swallowed the last words but I heard them. A bitter laugh escaped my lips and raised my head, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall. "You won't even say it." I spoke in a low voice, scared of the words ready to be ripped out of my mouth, and the emotions they brought. "I know this is just a deal and I shouldn't expect more from you than you've given me... but can't I be selfish enough to ask for that one thing?" "I... I can't say it." "Yeah, no shit." I scoffed bitterly, standing up in my broken heels and messed up dress. I couldn’t be in his presence a second longer or I'd break. "I can't say it because I don't want our relationship to be more personal than it is." He yelled before I could leave. "Personal? Personal! I'm supposed to have your child Mr Frost, it doesn't get more personal than that." A beat of silence stretched and he released a heavy sigh, extendjng an arm toward me. "Let's just go home, we can talk about this later." "No." I shook my head violently, tears spilling from them. "I'll go home. You can go fuck yourself... and Leah while you're at it." Part of me wanted to turn back to see if he was chasing after me, or even contemplating doing it. But I couldn't face yet another rejection in the same night. I walked and walked until my feet felt heavy and by the time I reached my house, there was no one behind. "Of course, what did I expect?" To Damien Frost, I'm nothing but a tool.

They're born to destined to be together. Their past life was vivid in his eyes. He was waiting to meet her and finally one day he did. However, unlike him he was a stranger to her. But she didn't know why, she felt her love towards him. Their paths intertwined and they chose to walk together. There was love, there was joy, and there were also tragedies. He needed her and she needed him. It was all about them.

Evelyn Vance had the "perfect" life planned, right down to the silk ribbons on her wedding invitations. But minutes before walking down the aisle, she discovers her fiancé in the bridal suite with her own cousin. Facing the humiliation of a lifetime and a room full of the city’s elite, Evelyn refuses to be the victim. She storms out of the room and into the path of a devastatingly handsome stranger. "Marry me," she demands. "Right now. No questions asked." To her shock, Silas Vane, a man with cold eyes and a silhouette that screams power checks his watch and simply says, "Deal." Evelyn thinks she’s found a convenient stranger to save her pride, but she has no idea she just married the city’s most ruthless billionaire. Silas is a man in desperate need of a "respectable" wife by midnight to secure his family’s multi-billion-dollar empire. What starts as a desperate act of revenge quickly spirals into a dangerous game of cat and mouse. As Evelyn discovers the true identity of her mysterious new husband, she realizes she hasn't just escaped a bad marriage, comma she has entered a world of dark secrets, corporate wars, and a physical attraction that threatens to burn her "fake" contract to the ground. He needed a bride to save his fortune. She needed a groom to save her face. Neither expected to lose their hearts.

"Lets get married " he said in his cold husky voice .Ling Mei glanced at him with fiery eyes . " Go to hell Mr.Feng I don't want to be your wife . what happens when Ling Mei is forced by her grandfather to attend the feng's household event ? she catches the young master's attention and he decides to make her his wife ,Ling Mei tries to avoid him .She doesn't want to become the nation's Husband wife .

On the day I was to marry the love of my life, the ceremony was bathed in blood. The Vampire Emperor, Azrael Bloodbourne, tore me from the altar and dragged me into his dark and dangerous world. He says I am his bride. His possession. His key to a legacy no vampire has ever dared to dream of. But as I struggle against his shadow, another figure emerges from the cold. Ezryn Graemor, Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe, kidnaps me for his own desperate purpose—to lift a curse that has haunted his bloodline for generations. I thought he only needed me for my blood… but every glance, every touch, betrays a truth far more dangerous. I am his fated mate. In Azrael’s darkness, I feel a fire I shouldn’t crave. In Ezryn’s wintered touch, I feel a pull I can’t resist. Now I must choose to either surrender my body to the Vampire who claims me as his Empress, or risk everything for the Lycan whose soul is bound to mine. Either way, my heart and my life hangs in the balance. WELCOME TO BOOK ONE OF MY FANTASY SERIES.

At 27, Clara Torres is one of the top prosecutors in the DA's office. She is beautiful, brilliant, and unstoppable in the courtroom. But beneath the sharp suits and flawless arguments lies a past too heavy to carry. Years ago, she made one reckless choice. One unforgettable night with her high school rival, the dangerously charming Ethan Ashford, and nothing has ever been the same. She has tried to bury the memory and it's consequences, but some secrets refuse to stay hidden. Now Ethan is back, determined to claim her heart no matter the cost. But Clara's walls are high, and the shadows of their shared past are too dark. Will he break her walls, or will the secrets she guards destroy them both?

She signs a marriage contract to survive. He needs it to inherit an empire. A ruthless CEO on the verge of losing his father's multibillion-dollar company offers a one-year contractual marriage to a woman drowning in financial ruin. The terms are explicit: no love, no expectations, no future. The marriage exists solely to satisfy a final condition imposed by his manipulative, power-obsessed father. She will play the role. He will maintain control. But forced proximity fractures the arrangement. Cold commands blur into possessive behavior. Emotional detachment gives way to obsession. And as the public celebrates their flawless union, the private cost of the contract escalates beyond what either anticipated. When the truth behind the inheritance condition and the marriage contract is exposed, the illusion collapses-forcing a reckoning neither money nor power can resolve. A story of control, coercion, obsession, and redemption, where love is not guaranteed, but choice becomes the ultimate rebellion.