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Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle
Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.
His To Claim
22 year old Camille Allister has never hated anyone. She had never hated homophobic people or patriarchy or climate change and the downsides, but she despises Aaron Flitch, her new boss. He’s uncouth, makes rude jokes about her to everyone and goes as far as insulting her fashion taste, which was in
HIS to CLAIM
"He ruined me...yet I crave the ruin." After losing everything-her family, her home, and the very essence of who she once was-she's left with nothing but the mercy of one man, Marcelo Dominique. Cold, ruthless, and feared in every dark corner of the city, Marcelo didn't save her out of kindness. H
His To Claim!!!
Erotica, Dark Romance ___ Left with no other choice, former heiress, Carla Dawson must work as a stripper in Velvet Steam. She doesn't wish to fall lower by selling her body to the highest bidder-until his icy finger slid into her pussy. Carla wants to feel his fingers roaming the virgin walls of h
Scarlet Moon: His to Claim
"You are weak; I don't want you." His voice was cold as ice. He rejected me in front of the entire academy; it was supposed to be the most memorable day of my life, but instead it became a mockery. He rejected me, and they laughed. I didn't want them to see my pain through tears, so I held them b
His Mafia Princess To Claim
As far as arranged marriages went, theirs was the most arranged of all. She knew him as her hero-the only person who didn't see him in the shadow of the man people feared. So, when it came time to end the war that spanned months, Vera Petrova became his only choice. As far as wars go, this was the
His Ruthless Claim
Isla Rivera's mistake was being too good at her job. When she uncovers money laundering at Vitale Imports, she becomes the captive of Dante Vitale - a dangerous mafia don who needs her forensic accounting skills to find the traitor stealing from his empire. The deal is simple: find who's taken fift
HIS ALPHA'S CLAIM
When she saved his life in the depths of the forest, she never expected to lose him. But fate had other plans. Years later, in her true town, still haven't gotten her wolf, she's face to face with the stranger she nursed back to health - now the Alpha Prince, with a reputation for ruthlessness
His Wicked Claim
Ava Monroe is a brave journalist chasing the truth behind a series of killings that have been tagged as animal attacks in Chicago. Her search led her to the powerful and most feared Moretti Mafia family. To get answers, Ava decides to go undercover-but she doesn't expect to meet Lucien Moretti, the
To Claim My Ex
.....I stood in front of the big nursing school. Finally I'll be able to pursue something I really love without anyone giving me conditions or telling me what to do. And as for love...I've left all that behind. Love is not for me. It didn't exist with Liam, it won't exist with anyone else. There'
Her Last Name, His Claim
She left him five years ago, long before he became the ruthless billionaire the world now fears. Now she's ready to marry again but first, she needs his signature. Except Enzo Wayne doesn't plan to let go. He's waited five years to remind her what belonging means. One signature, one demand, one im
Reborn to Claim My Harbinger
I was Sarah, my powerful Aura marking me as the next Harbinger's mother, a sacred role in our Havenwood Commune. But my first life ended in the cruelest betrayal. Now, reborn to relive that very day, High Elder Josiah, his gaze seething with reborn malice, declared my Aura "tainted" before the ent
Mafia's Claim! Crazy Obsession
Dark, frigid eyes look back into hers. She flinched and moved her eyes over the floor to avoid his stare. How could someone be so gorgeous while still having eyes that were too chilly to look into? Who the hell is this guy? Gosh! Is he a human? How come his eyes are so dark and cold? Mia could
Reborn To Claim My Billionaire Enemy
When I woke up on the muddy bank of the freezing river, I unlocked a brutal, unfiltered preview of my actual future. For the past six months, I had been the town's ultimate joke, chasing after a city boy who looked at me like a diseased insect. Everyone thought I jumped into the river because he re
Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex
⚠️ DARK ROMANCE CONTENT WARNING This is a very dark mafia romance intended for mature readers (18+). It contains a morally gray anti-hero, obsession, possessiveness, emotional manipulation, explicit sexual content, and disturbing adult scenes. If you crave danger, obsession, and morally complicate
Bloodmoon Claim
In the heart of the Silver Lake pack, the Alpha's daughter, Lyra, is a force to be reckoned with. Strong and fierce, she's destined for greatness, but the pack elders refuse to accept her as their future leader. According to tradition, a female alpha must have a mate by her side, and Lyra's search f
Mine To Claim: The Alpha's Silent Mate
Warning: This book has erotica content Rejected by her mate. Betrayed by her pack. Left to die in the wild. Alina swore she'd return stronger and destroy the ones who shattered her life. But when a brutal attack leaves her scarred and broken, salvation comes in the form of Kennedy - the enigmatic
Reborn To Claim My CEO Husband
Elliana Lewis lay dying on the freezing concrete of a federal penitentiary, her ribs shattered by a guard's heavy boot. She had been flawlessly framed for murder by the one person she trusted with her life: her sweet, innocent stepsister, Jovita. During her final prison visit, Jovita wore their mo
Alpha's claim
Amelia groaned as he pulled her close their skin touched, she barely registered anything aside from his hot breath on her neck and the passion in his eyes, the Stars danced across her vision as he shoved her harder against the desk. Then he was on her, his whiskered jaw scratching her cheek, his hea
Alpha's Claim
Mira's true identity as a werewolf hieress is revealed when she's sold to The Dramen Pack. She's haunted by those who seek to destroy her. Mated to Evan, the ruthless pack heir, by a forbidden bond. Can she trust him to protect her, or will their love become her greatest danger.
