Not your divorced!

Vanessa: money, fame or husband?

Vanessa is on the verge of losing her dream husband, marriage and the new fame she'd been exposed to when she got married to the famous billionaire, Gregory Thompson. What she give up to save one?

Winter Knight

A coming of rank story.... In a world where reverence and ranks separates people, Diah tries by all means to climb up ranks. Once a slave, determined and witted out, she sets to becoming a soldier and eventually became the knight the godsdom has longed for for centuries...she scaled through difficult tournaments and had to die at some point, what significance does her death and possible resurrection mean?

Not getting a Divorce!

Daemon excused himself to leave, he pecked Anita good night and made for the exit. While he stood at the valet waiting for his driver, he spotted movement on the terrace, he wondered who could be there, seeing the party was at the opposite wing, inquisitively he made his way to the terrace. As soon as the elevator door swing open, his eyes caught the face he won't forget in a hurry, he was perplexed cause her beauty had increased in between the period he hasn't see her, he'd seen her at the awards but was distracted, right here, she looks different, maybe it's the moonlight playing tricks on him or it's the sun patterned dress she had on, the dress hung on her body with charm, exposing her beautiful curves, the slit at the side gave a peek of her lush thighs, he watched as she opened the bottle while checking to see if anybody was around, the moment her lips touched the bottle, he felt his mouth salivate, she gulped down the contents with her eyes closed, she seemed to be having a good time, he stepped out of the elevator and walked the stairs to where she was standing, as he drew close, he heard moans that stopped him dead on track, he had to stop cause each note pinched a nerve in his body. He shook it off and walked up to her. "Never witnessed a bottle being kissed passionately like that, i'm jealous" he said trying hard from not replacing the bottle. In shock lunar choked and spat out the drink in her mouth. "Whoa, easy'" He collected the bottle from her, kept it on the ground and pat her back while she coughed "easy". Being this close to her is sweet torture, all his mind could envision is him caressing this soft spotless skin he's patting, she smells so good. He quickly snapped back to reality, any more and his body would react to where his mind is taking him, since his ex wife, he hasn't felt anything being close to a woman before, his stoned body has graduated into a tornado of currents. "Are you okay" he asked as soon as she stopped coughing. "Yeah" she nodded "thanks, um l, i'm not supposed to be here, i am so sorry, i'll head back to the party now, if you'll excuse me" she turned to leave and he grabbed her hand. "Wait... You don't need to return to the party"

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

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!"

Beneath His Ugly Wife's Mask: Her Revenge Was Her Brilliance

Elliana, the unfavored "ugly duckling" of her family, was humiliated by her stepsister, Paige, who everyone admired. Paige, engaged to the CEO Cole, was the perfect woman-until Cole married Elliana on the day of the wedding. Shocked, everyone wondered why he chose the "ugly" woman. As they waited for her to be cast aside, Elliana stunned everyone by revealing her true identity: a miracle healer, financial mogul, appraisal prodigy, and AI genius. When her mistreatment became known, Cole revealed Elliana's stunning, makeup-free photo, sending shockwaves through the media. "My wife doesn't need anyone's approval."

Marrying Her Was Easy, Losing Her Was Hell

"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."

Born For Starlight: The Mysterious Wife Who Stole My Heart

Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"

Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband

“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”