Prisoner In Your Arms

Trapped With No Way Out

Anya's life takes a turn when she finds her boyfriend Misha in bed with her cousin Katya during her grandfather's birthday party. Devastated, she ends up in a bar where she meets a mysterious man and spends the night with him. What she doesn't know is that the stranger is Alexei Petrov, the same man her grandfather has arranged for her to marry in order to unite two of Moscow's biggest fortunes. When Alexei recognises her on her wedding day, he believes it's all a plan to trap him. Furious, he vows to make their marriage a living hell. What begins as a power struggle between the two becomes complicated when the attraction between them grows, despite their hatred and mistrust. But just when Anya thinks they might have a chance, she finds Alexei with his lover in a cabin during their anniversary celebration. The lover, in a fit of cruelty, pushes Anya down the stairs. Viktor, Alexei's best friend, finds her badly injured and decides to help her. He is the only one who knows the truth and becomes her protector while she fights to survive and protect what she carries in her womb from a world where everyone seems to be against her. Anya will realize that not everything is what it seems. In a world of passion and betrayal, she discovers how far love can go before it becomes a dark obsession.

Prisoner In The Mafia's Arms

Ariadna Kallistos had it all: beauty, wealth and a bright future, with a seemingly perfect life, engaged to the man she considered to be the man of her dreams, she thought she had her life figured out, but everything changed unexpectedly with the death of her sister Melina, and the ruin of her family. Dimitrios Galanis, an enigmatic and dangerous man, is not only a powerful CEO but also a feared mob boss with a very meticulous plan, to ruin the Kallistos family and force Ariadna to marry him, with one goal, to take revenge for the suffering that Ariadna and Leonidas caused his sister Antara in the past. Hurt by the disappearance of his sister, and eager to fulfill his revenge, he will make Ariadna suffer from the first moment of their forced marriage, while fighting against the attraction and desire that she awakens. Dimitrios will have to deal with an increasingly rebellious Ariadna, who is determined to use the power that comes with being the wife of the mafia boss to her advantage. The two will try to resist what they feel. He is willing to carry out his revenge, and she will do everything possible to obtain the freedom she so longs for.

Surrogate Love: Carrying The Son Of The Millionaire Enemy

Amelia Roberts, a young woman, is cruelly betrayed by her father and forced to be a surrogate mother for the ruthless millionaire Stevenson Westcott. After giving birth to her son, Oliver, Amelia is separated from him and left to fend for herself. Determined to get her son back, Amelia embarks on a dangerous mission, accepting a job as a personal assistant to Oliver, now a mischievous four-year-old boy. Disguised as a man named "Alex," Amelia deeply connects with her son and becomes his accomplice in fun pranks. But there's an unexpected obstacle in her path: Terrence Westcott, Oliver's single father and Stevenson's grandson. Terrence, a man obsessed with order and cleanliness, begins to feel an irresistible attraction toward his new assistant "Alex," an attraction that drives him to the brink of madness. As Amelia and Terrence grow closer, sharing moments of tenderness and complicity with Oliver, the sparks between them become harder to ignore. But their path to love is riddled with obstacles, from Terrence's manipulative grandfather to his capricious and intolerable fiancée, Clara. When the truth about Amelia's identity comes to light, it triggers a series of events that test her determination and love. Amelia must fight against conspiracy, betrayal, and dangerous enemies to reclaim her son and protect her new family.

My Blind Fiancée

"Does love come from sight?" Two men obsessed with the same girl. Ava is a very beautiful and innocent girl who lost her sight after the accident in which her parents died. She was placed under the custody of her father's nephew, an unscrupulous man who kept her imprisoned for years. She manages to escape now that she knows he wants to force her into marriage. If he succeeds, he will inherit her parents' fortune. He is also obsessed with possessing her. Mateo Licciardi is a powerful businessman who doesn't believe in conventional relationships. Love? That's not something he believes in, until destiny places an angel in front of him. He is determined to do whatever it takes for her. He will try to show her his world, hoping she understands and doesn't drift away from his side. He won't let Teodoro Miller harm her. The two will face off in a power struggle to win her.

Kidnapped by the Arab

Ahmed Khan is a tormented man, he was unfaithful in the past and lost the one he loved the most. Now fate has brought a beautiful girl into his life. They spend a night together by mistake, and this mistake will completely change his life. What will happen when he kidnaps her and takes her to Dubai, now that he has become a Sheikh due to a promise made to his father? Mia is a beautiful girl who is forced by her stepmother to marry a dangerous mafia man whom she doesn't love. She spends a night with a stranger by mistake. What will happen when she is kidnapped by the Arab? Will she be able to adapt to the strange traditions of a country she doesn't know? Carlo Román is an Italian mafia boss who will tirelessly search for his kidnapped girlfriend. He is willing to do anything to get her back.

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch—a titan of industry and my best friend’s father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband’s Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn’t find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn’t even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father’s legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn’s party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara’s health and managing every detail of Caden’s empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I’d drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause—if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I’d forgotten.

The Humble Ex-wife Is Now A Brilliant Tycoon

For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"

Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles

I watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved. He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, and tapped his screen again. "Done," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. That was Dante Moretti. The Underboss. A man who could smell a lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an annulment decree disguised beneath a stack of mundane logistics reports. For three years, I scrubbed his blood out of his shirts. I saved his family's alliance when his ex, Sofia, ran off with a civilian. In return, he treated me like furniture. He left me in the rain to save Sofia from a broken nail. He left me alone on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a glass of whiskey—her favorite drink—forgetting that I despised the taste. I was merely a placeholder. A ghost in my own home. So, I stopped waiting. I burned our wedding portrait in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the ashes, and boarded a one-way flight to San Francisco. I thought I was finally free. I thought I had escaped the cage. But I underestimated Dante. When he finally opened that file weeks later and realized he had signed away his wife without looking, the Reaper didn't accept defeat. He burned down the world to find me, obsessed with reclaiming the woman he had already thrown away.

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

The Forgotten Mother's Vow: Taking Back What's Hers

Isabelle's love for Kolton held flawless for fifteen years-until the day she delivered their children and slipped into a coma. He leaned to her ear and whispered, "Don't wake up. You're worthless to me now." The twins later clutched another woman's hand and chirped, "Mommy," splintering Isabelle's heart. She woke, filed for divorce, and disappeared. Only then did Kolton notice her fingerprints on every habit. They met again: she emerged as the lead medical specialist, radiant and unmoved. But at her engagement gala, she leapt into a tycoon's arms. Jealous, he crushed a glass, blood wetting his palm. He believed as soon as he made a move, Isabelle would return to him. After all, she had loved him deeply.