"In this heartwarming tale of love and self-discovery, Princess Amada finds herself trapped in a loveless marriage and suffocating under the pressures of royal life. But when she meets Alex, a charming and kind-hearted entrepreneur, she begins to see a glimmer of hope for a happier future. As they fall deeply in love, Amada must navigate the complexities of her royal duties and the secrets of her past in order to be with the man who has captured her heart. Will she find the courage to follow her heart and risk everything for love?"
Chapter 1: The Weight of Royalty In the grand estate of the royal family, Princess Amada sat by the window, staring out at the lush gardens below. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back like a river of sunset hues, and her piercing blue eyes seemed to hold a depth of sorrow that belied her youthful age. As a member of the royal family, Amada's life was one of luxury and privilege, but it was also a life of duty and obligation. From a young age, she had been groomed to take on the responsibilities of a future queen, and every aspect of her life was carefully controlled and orchestrated.
But Amada's heart longed for something more. She yearned for freedom, for adventure, for the chance to experience the world beyond the gilded cage of the palace. And she longed for love – true, passionate, all-consuming love. As she sat by the window, lost in thought, a soft knock at the door broke the silence. It was her loyal lady-in-waiting, Elara. "Your Highness, the king requests your presence in the throne room," Elara said, her voice low and respectful. Amada sighed, knowing that she had no choice but to obey. She rose from her seat and smoothed out her elegant gown, a masterpiece of silk and satin that sparkled in the sunlight. As she made her way to the throne room, Amada couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. What did her father, the king, want with her now? Was it another lecture on her duties as a princess, or perhaps a announcement of a arranged marriage to some distant prince? The throne room was a grand, high-ceilinged chamber filled with courtiers and advisors, all of whom bowed low as Amada entered. The king, a tall, imposing figure with a stern expression, sat on his throne, his eyes fixed intently on his daughter. "Amada, my dear, I have summoned you here today to discuss a matter of great importance," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "As you are aware, the kingdom is facing a time of great turmoil. Our neighbors to the east are threatening war, and our economy is struggling to recover from the recent drought." Amada listened intently, her heart pounding in her chest. What did this have to do with her? "I have decided, therefore, to arrange a marriage between you and Prince Ryker of the neighboring kingdom," the king announced, his words dropping like a bombshell into the silence. Amada felt as though she had been punched in the gut. A arranged marriage? To a prince she had never even met? It was a fate worse than death. "But, Father, I –" she began, her voice shaking with emotion. The king held up a hand, silencing her. "I will not be swayed, Amada. This marriage is necessary for the future of our kingdom, and I expect you to accept it with the dignity and grace that is befitting of a princess." Amada felt a cold, hard lump form in her throat as she nodded, her heart heavy with despair. She knew that she had no choice but to obey her father's wishes, but a part of her died inside as she accepted her fate. As she left the throne room, Amada couldn't help but wonder what the future held for her. Would she ever find true love, or would she be forever trapped in a loveless marriage, a pawn in the game of royal politics? Only time would tell.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.