

After being driven out by her stepmother, Nora Seth encountered Hans Frank, the most powerful man in the capital, and they quickly got married. Due to her ordinary background, Nora faced exclusion in the high society, but she was smart and resilient, never giving up. Through her efforts, she became a top designer, embarrassing the elite ladies. What made her happier was that Hans doted on her endlessly.

Photographer Cecilia Stone is pushed by her best friend to go on a blind date, but fate has other plans—she accidentally ends up with her friend’s older brother, Yves Jensen, and they marry on a whim. By day he’s a stern CEO; by night, he’s tender. To keep their marriage, he hides his identity,sparking a hilarious, heartwarming tale of marriage first, love later.

At his brother's engagement banquet, elite tycoon Larry Nell stunned society by marrying an outsider, Coral Baker, a whirlwind union fueled by rumors of a scandalous public kiss. In truth, she was just a paid stand-in, hired to play the dutiful ""Mrs. Nell"" amid his mercurial whims.What began as a transaction, his need for a decoy, her need for cash, slowly defied the contract. Amendments piled up, each edit eroding the cold terms with unspoken desire.By the end, no one remembered the pretense. Only the love story remained.
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Lisa Elsher's life takes a dramatic turn when she's betrayed by her sister and fiancé. Acting on impulse, she marries a wealthy tycoon she barely knows, and her life transforms in unexpected ways. As she fights back against those who have wronged her, she reclaims what rightfully belongs to her. Amidst adversity, she finds solace in the man who becomes her ally in times of trouble. When her ex-fiancé pleads for reconciliation, the man she recently met swiftly kicks him aside."Whoever touches my woman dies!" the man declares domineeringly.

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé suddenly asked me to give up the ceremony for his first love, Sofia. I turned it down cold in my former life, only to become the Chicago mob’s godmother at a lavish wedding. When Sofia heard the news, she was heartbroken and jumped into the sea to take her own life. Vincent blamed me for Sofia’s death. For the next thirty years, the words he said to me most often were: “Elena, if I had married Sofia that day, she wouldn't have died.” On his deathbed, he told our children: “Don’t bury me with Elena.” The year after he died, I fell gravely ill and passed away. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night before the wedding. Over the phone, Vincent's voice came again: "Sofia needs this title more than you do. Everyone knows I love you, so they respect you—but Sofia's different. She's just a poor orphan girl..." Before he could finish, I calmly replied, “Fine, I agree.” I turned and signed the papers to cut ties with the family. I flew to Sicily, home to the Salk Institute that I had always looked up to. In this life, I refuse to be his appendage.

After their parents passed away, Tonia Hays and her sister Lena lived together. To avoid burdening Lena, Tonia agreed to go on a blind date with Yandel Zane, the grandson of Lady Zane, whom she had unexpectedly saved. When they first met, Yandel thought Tonia was a gold digger. So he hid his identity as the richest man and the Zane Group's CEO, pretended to be poor, and married her immediately. Later, they had many amusing incidents as they got to know each other, and he gradually fell for her. He fiercely defended her at a banquet and dealt with her vicious relatives.They became closer, but due to some misunderstandings, they signed a one-year marriage contract.Because of his love rival and a rich young lady, Yandel's identity nearly got exposed. After many twists and turns, he realized his true feelings and wanted to get Tonia back. She also gradually became dependent on him. Eventually, through misunderstandings and protection, this contractual marriage changed into a real one.

On Lindsey's wedding day, the groom, Ethan, ran away. Lindsey then randomly found a handsome guy, Marcelino, at the wedding venue to complete the ceremony with her, humiliating Ethan's family. Marcelino, wanting to avoid a blind date, used the excuse of dealing with high-ranking executive embezzlement issues at a branch company. However, unexpectedly, he entered into a marriage of convenience with Lindsey and gradually fell in love with her.

"After five years together, Nessa’s mob-heir fiancé, Gianni, demands she let his female savior Isobel carry his child. Rejecting his absurd plea, Nessa uncovers a terrifying secret: Isobel is already pregnant. Heartbroken, Nessa destroys the wedding and flees to Estoria—never to look back. "

When the apocalypse arrives and Rosie Dixon is moments from death, a figure cuts through the horde with terrifying precision. The Zombie King's crimson eyes find only her: come with me. It takes her a beat to realize the most powerful undead creature in existence is Henry Miller, the boy who has quietly loved her for years. The horrors don't stop there. At the Miller family villa, his elegantly undead parents offer her raw meat and call her daughter-in-law with impeccable manners. Then her academic advisor calls with the real news: the cure requires the Zombie King's genetic material. Have a baby. Save the world. Rosie looks at Henry—cuddly and clingy by day, lethal and devoted by night—and opens a dating tutorial. First: win his heart. Then: handle the apocalypse.

It was Thanksgiving. Bianca, the former high school queen bee, was getting married. She sent an e-invite to our private school group chat, tagging everyone. I was going to ignore it. Then, she @’d me directly: "Alessia, I know you faked your wealthy background in high school to show off. But I'm the bigger person. I'll let you come tomorrow. See what a real mafia wedding looks like." Her minions quickly chimed in. "You're too generous, Bianca! No wonder you're marrying into the inner circle of the Castiglione family. You even forgave a vain fake like Alessia!" "Alessia? At a mansion wedding? She'll just humiliate herself if she shows up." The chat was filled with trash talk, but Bianca played the saint. "Let it go, guys. It's in the past. She has nothing anyway. Let's not be hard on her." Right on cue, everyone praised her noble heart. I lay in my husband's massive, cold bed. My fingertips traced the family crest on the silk sheets. His crest. The most feared mafia Godfather in North America. I let out a cold laugh. Back then, she stole my Vitali family name. She turned me, a real mafia princess, into a pathetic wannabe. She made me a target for bullying and humiliation. I opened the e-invite. My eyes narrowed. The venue was my family's estate in the Hamptons. And the groom in the photo looked awfully familiar. Short hair, hooked nose, a scar on his chin. Wasn't that Nico? My husband Rocco's driver? A slow smirk touched my lips. A bloodthirsty glint flashed in my eyes. I grabbed the burner phone Rocco left on the pillow. I texted his private number: "Your lapdog is acting up on my turf." Then I replied in the group chat: "Sure. I'll be there.