Ruby

"Who would want a woman like Hazel?"
On the night before our wedding, my fiancé Randy said this in front of everyone.
I stood outside, listening silently before walking away.
Sure enough, at the wedding, he abandoned me to save my sister who was jumping from a building.
"The wedding continues!"
I said with a smile, turning to embrace my disabled husband.
Afterward, I did exactly as they wished, ensuring they would never be apart.
Half a month later, I looked at my ex-fiancé with contempt.
"Compared to my husband, are you even worth mentioning?"

I'm Sophie White, an orphan who was arranged to marry Bay City's most powerful devil—the ruthless, dangerous, and devastatingly handsome Adam Foster.
"Adam, please..." I whimpered as his touch set my body aflame. From the bathroom to his massive bed, he claimed me relentlessly until dawn, leaving me breathless and burning with desire.
But beneath our passionate nights lurked a terrifying reality. My fairy tale marriage became a nightmare of obsession and control. He monitored my every move, threatened my unborn child, and kept me prisoner in his golden cage.
Everything changed the night he led me to his secret basement—a chamber of horrors where his own father had tortured him for five years. As I stared at the chains and shadows of his past, I finally glimpsed the broken soul behind those cold eyes.
Was this vulnerability real? Or was I falling deeper into the trap of Bay City's most dangerous predator?
Just when I thought I knew all his secrets, I discovered something that would shatter both our worlds forever...

The most humiliating moment of my early life was when my father drove my mother and me out of our home. From a pampered heiress, I fell to the depths of a bar hostess. It was there that I encountered a man I would never forget for the rest of my life. After a one-night stand, I accepted his proposal—who could refuse someone they had admired for so long?
I thought I'd found redemption, but it turned out the pregnancy was a misdiagnosis! From then on, Raymond offered me nothing but money and sex. In this loveless marriage, I endured five years. Just when I thought my life would remain this way forever, he brought a little boy home.
Watching my stepsister's smug smile, my world crumbled. "Raymond, let's get a divorce!"

Volume 1: Elise's Story
"Your body craves me even as you deny it," Dominic growled, his fingers tracing the mark on my neck, sparking electric shocks that made me arch into him. "I can smell your slick heat."
"Fuck you," I hissed, but as he slammed me against the wall, his powerful thrusts turned my resistance into desperate moans and shattering orgasms.
After Noah abandoned me for his true mate, I struck a raw deal with Dominic Blackwood: his protection as Alpha in exchange for being his Luna. As he saved me time and again, our nights exploded in wild passion, and I fell hard for the dominant beast.
Framed for serial murders, I endured his brutal interrogation—a blend of agony and ecstasy. Now, with his "dead" fated mate Zephyra returning, I'm left wondering: Is he my anchor or my ruin?
(Volume 1 explores betrayal, dominance, and forbidden lust.)
Volume 2: Zephyra's Story
"Stay," he growls against my throat, his hands gripping me tight as our bodies grind in a heated rhythm, building to primal screams and quivering climaxes.
I'm Zephyra, haunted by lab nightmares and a sadist's rape. With Alpha Noah's fiery passion consuming me and my therapist Amara as my fragile support, I fight to hold on. But when Ophelia emerges, claiming she's my daughter from that horror, and Amara's deception unravels—she's the rapist's mate—everything breaks.
Will Noah still claim me with tender thrusts in the darkness once he uncovers the full truth?
(Volume 2 delves into vengeance, secrets, and raw sensuality.)

"I watched my daughter die while he fucked his mistress. Now I'll burn everything he loves to the ground."
When I married Dorian Ravencroft, I thought I'd hit the jackpot. Instead, he accused me of getting knocked up to trap him, then abandoned us both. I raised our sick little girl alone while he paraded his college flame Belladonna through every high-society bedroom in the city.
When Isolde's bone cancer gave her weeks to live, I made my devil's bargain—thirty days with our dying daughter for divorce and my controlling stake in Ravencroft Group. The bastard agreed, then cut off every cent I had.
While I begged hospitals to treat my baby, he dropped six figures on a private fireworks show for his mistress—$600,000 that could have saved our daughter's life. That night, my daughter died alone in agony.
Rock bottom? When my uncle sold me to his loan sharks to cover his gambling debts. As they tore at my clothes, Leander Kingsley—the man I almost gave myself to in college before Dorian came along—kicked down the door.
Now we're destroying Dorian piece by bloody piece, falling into bed between revenge plots. But I've discovered Leander's family owns half the Eastern Seaboard—and has wanted Ravencroft blood for decades.
In this world of power, sex, and betrayal, am I finding love or just another man using my body for his endgame?

"Please, no—stop!" I begged, but Alexander just snarled, pinning my wrists above my head as he rammed his throbbing cock into my slick, unwilling pussy, stretching me wide with brutal force. "Fuck, you're so tight, you dirty little whore—take every thick inch!"
I'm Nora Frost—wait, Nora Traynor—sold like a cheap commodity by my greedy parents for $100 million to Alexander Claflin, Kingsley City's savage billionaire beast. Post-wedding, he uncovered my secret pregnancy and detonated: labeling me a cum-slut, and snarling demands to slaughter the "bastard spawn" in my womb.
The bombshell? That baby was his—conceived in our filthy, passion-fueled one-night fuckfest. He melted, worshipping me with desperate love, vowing an eternal family... until a car crash erased only me from his memory—every trace of Nora, our child, our love—while he recalled everyone else. Cue his manipulative ex, Vivian Brooks, slinking in like a venomous snake.
And I caught them mid-fuck: "Oh fuck, Alexander, pound me harder—deeper!" she wailed, "Yes! Fill me up, baby—make me scream!" "FUCK YES! I'M CUMMING!" she shrieked, his roaring climax spilling into her as they collapsed in tangled ecstasy.
Devastated, I fled. Five years later, I return with our son—a mini-Alexander, with piercing green eyes and dark hair. When he spots the boy, realization dawns: this isn't simple. As buried truths erupt and Alexander hunts me with obsessive fury, one scorching question ignites: Will our rekindled fire heal us... or destroy everything?

Mi esposo, Raymond, es el CEO más joven y poderoso de Skyview City.
Pero en una reunión familiar, caminó hacia mí con un niño y una mujer a su lado.
—¡Sr. Brown, quiero el divorcio! —dije.
Él me levantó directamente sobre su hombro y desgarró mi ropa.
Mientras entraba en mi cuerpo a la fuerza, solté una risa burlona entre jadeos.
—No pierdas mi tiempo buscando novio.
Caroline se enamoró de Raymond a primera vista. Cuando se volvieron a encontrar, Caroline había sido expulsada de su casa, y terminaron pasando una noche apasionada juntos. La familia Lopez tramó un plan fingiendo el embarazo de Caroline, obligando a Raymond a casarse con ella. Como resultado, la reputación de Caroline quedó arruinada debido al embarazo falso. Raymond también creyó erróneamente que ella no lo amaba, así que comenzó a presumir de una relación con Emily, y al final se atormentaron profundamente el uno al otro.
Debido a que el autor no se siente bien, ahora se cambia a un turno cada dos días, ¡gracias por su apoyo!

—¿Quién querría a una mujer como Hazel?
La noche antes de nuestra boda, mi prometido Randy dijo esto frente a todos.
Me quedé afuera, escuchando en silencio antes de alejarme.
Como era de esperar, en la boda, él me abandonó para salvar a mi hermana que estaba saltando de un edificio.
—¡La boda continúa!
Dije con una sonrisa, girándome para abrazar a mi esposo discapacitado.
Después, hice exactamente lo que ellos querían, asegurándome de que nunca se separaran.
Medio mes después, miré a mi ex-prometido con desprecio.
—Comparado con mi esposo, ¿tú siquiera vales la pena mencionar?