Author Hassy

When Victoria became the secretary of the most ruthless billionaire in the city, she never expected anything more than keeping up with her strict boss. Reynold Turner is a single father and his kids badly wanted a Mummy. One day, the twins bumped into the clumsy secretary and they both announced, “Daddy, we want her to be our Mummy.”

Vivienne Montague, The Renowned Actress's name faded from the entertainment industry a month after her marriage. No one knows she was facing hardship in the hands of her Husband whom she sacrificed her career for because of Love. But that was the biggest mistake of her life as her Husband used that opportunity to maltreat her. When a light shone her way, Vivienne was always saved by a mysterious stranger who appears and disappears anytime he saved her from the cold hands of her husband. who is he? she began on a quest to find him but that didn't go well with her marriage.

A day before her wedding, Natalie had a one night stand with a man she didn’t know. She was set up by her step sister who hated her and was finding a way to get Natalie out of their lives. And she did succeeded as Natalie was sent packing by her Dad. Three years later, she got in to a marriage contract with a Billionaire in their city. Natalie didn’t reveal to him that she has a baby. But one day, Alex found out. Would their fake marriage progress or would Alex cancel the contract after finding out?

At the age of 23, Adriana wasn't interested in marriage because of her obsession with fictional characters. But her step-mom wanted to get rid of her, so she set Adriana up with a random stranger she met on a highway. Unknown to her step-mom, Harold turned out to be a different person, he was also the kind of man Adriana had always fantasized about. However, Harold wasn't interested in a wife that wasn't a Business Woman. But Adriana wouldn't let him go and she vowed to make him hers.

After the death of their father, King trident. Princess Monia and princess Merica were in line for the throne. Unlike Monia who was so soft and kindhearted Merica was the opposite and she didn’t want to rule the kingdom together with her sister. Even the generals weren’t in support of Merica but their Aunt was in support of her. As the story goes, many things unfolded. The Twins became enemy to each other and things got worse when Monia was about to get married. Will the Generals agreed to split the kingdom in to two? And Would Monia and the man she loves get married when her sister doesn’t like the marriage?

Betrayed by her step sister and boyfriend, Valerie Grey was spurred on by a strong sense of Destiny and Ambition to take revenge. She met Raymond Walter, the president of Walter’s Conglomerate who happens to be an elder brother to her Ex boyfriend Gerald Walter. Valerie didn’t hesitate to take his offer as his Girlfriend for three months because with that opportunity, she would get to deal with her Ex boyfriend and step sister. Her life with the Walters was smooth and beautiful until Raymond started to develop feelings for her.

Desperately in need of a job, Jacqueline registered for an Audition to become Zoey's Nanny. And as luck was on her side, she got the job. Unsure of what the little girl was made of, Jacky moved in to the same house with Zoey and her Daddy. But as days passed by, Jacky developed feelings for Harold Crystal, Zoey's Daddy. Zoey on the other hand wasn't happy with the way her Nanny looks at her Daddy and so, She started Bullying Jacqueline whenever she has the chance.

It was Love at first sight for Angelina. Zach possessed all the features Angelina desired in a man. She met him on the first day she got a job as a maid in his house. Angelina and Zach had a one night stand on his birthday, he had mistaken her for his Actress girlfriend on that night. Her Joy knew no bound, she thought Zach would fall in love with her after the night but things didn’t go the way she had predicted. Zach’s life became so complicated when he discovered Angelina was pregnant for him. But for Angelina, it was a dream come true. What happens when Zach’s girlfriend finds out his maid is pregnant for him?

Emily found herself in a devastating condition when her Dad fell ill. Her step mother wasn’t helpful and so was her step sister. Instead of finding a way to help her Dad, they made her life so unbearable and forced her to go raise money for the hospital bills. Emily left home in search of a job, She met a Billionaire who was so desperate to have a child but never wanted to marry. Emily agreed to be his surrogate, he paid her and she settles the hospital bills. But after she was put to bed, Emily never wanted to let go of the baby.

After discovering He has a child with a Waitress as a result of their one- night- stand in the Hotel she worked in, Ken fell in Love with her. For that, he broke up with his girlfriend who never has his time but that didn't go well with her. Maya tried everything she Could to get Ken back in to her life but at the process, she discovered he has a child. Her Motive changed, she was going to get rid of His new found Girlfriend and their Child Kiara so he would come back in to her life. But as Maya was plotting of a way to do that, Ken's Step mum too was devising of a way to take his company down.

Camila Anthony, Was tagged as the most useless and the most ugliest among her two siblings. She had no friends in School, at Home or anywhere. She Fell in love with an handsome guy in the same class she was, it was a one sided love until he got to find out Camila was in love with him. As time went on, he fell in love with Camila too and at the same day he wanted to confess his love to her, Camila lost her memory and everything about her changed.

After graduating from High school, Emma Lillian and Ben found themselves in a situation they never expected. Emma's Mum found her a suitor because she didn't like Ben as he was not a billionaire. Emma couldn't leave Ben and things got worse when she found out Ben's New girlfriend was pregnant for him

Being the daughter of the Richest woman in the city, Emma Lillian Always earned for her Mum's attention but her mum was always absent from her life. At the long run, Emma found love but it wasn't the kind of a family her Mum wanted her to get married in to. Would her Mum allow her to marry the Guy she fell in love with? Dive in to the story to find out

Following the betrayal of her boyfriend and adoptive sister, Vanessa found herself pregnant without any knowledge of her baby's father. And five years later, she never deterred from her goal of finding her real parents. But her quest was interrupted when she met Alfred Whittaker, the president of G.I conglomerate and the most revered tycoon in the city. Not only did Alfred claim custody of her baby, but he also wanted her to marry him, to go against every logic she had ever constructed around herself. And as the path to achieving her dreams became narrower, she was left with no choice but to confront her fears; to marry Alfred. ~~~ As Vanessa navigates through life with Alfred, more contending forces stand in her way. What if the answer to her quest lies within his family? And what if those answers will the catalyst for the strength of their bond or its destruction?

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.

She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.  

Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.

She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith-the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room-Manhattan's most exclusive masked club-she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

I was at my own engagement party at the Sterling estate when the world started tilting. Victoria Sterling, my future mother-in-law, smiled coldly as she watched me struggle with a cup of tea that had been drugged to ruin me. Before I could find my fiancé, Ryan, a waiter dragged me into the forbidden West Wing and locked me in a room with Julian Sterling, the family’s "fallen titan" who had been confined to a wheelchair for years. The door burst open to a frenzy of camera flashes and theatrical screams. Victoria framed me as a seductress caught in the act, and Ryan didn't even try to listen to my pleas, calling me "cheap leftovers" before walking away with his pregnant mistress. When I turned to my own family for help, my father signed a document severing our relationship for a five-million-dollar payout from Julian. They traded me like a commodity without a second thought. I didn't understand why my own parents were so eager to sell me, or how Ryan could look at me with such disgust after promising me forever. I was a sacrifice, a pawn used to protect the family's offshore accounts, and I couldn't fathom how every person I loved had a price tag for my destruction. With nowhere left to go, I married Julian in a bleak ceremony at City Hall. He slid a heavy diamond onto my finger and whispered, "We have a war to start." That night, inside his secret penthouse, I watched the paralyzed man stand up from his wheelchair and activate a screen filled with the Sterling family's darkest secrets. The execution had officially begun.

I was sitting in the Presidential Suite of The Pierre, wearing a Vera Wang gown worth more than most people earn in a decade. It was supposed to be the wedding of the century, the final move to merge two of Manhattan's most powerful empires. Then my phone buzzed. It was an Instagram Story from my fiancé, Jameson. He was at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris with a caption that read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." He hadn't just gotten cold feet; he had abandoned me at the altar to run across the world. My father didn't come in to comfort me. He burst through the door roaring about a lost acquisition deal, telling me the Holland Group would strip our family for parts if the ceremony didn't happen by noon. My stepmother wailed about us becoming the laughingstock of the Upper East Side. The Holland PR director even suggested I fake a "panic attack" to make myself look weak and sympathetic to save their stock price. Then Jameson’s sleazy cousin, Pierce, walked in with a lopsided grin, offering to "step in" and marry me just to get his hands on my assets. I looked at them and realized I wasn't a daughter or a bride to anyone in that room. I was a failed asset, a bouncing check, a girl whose own father told her to go to Paris and "beg" the man who had just publicly humiliated her. The girl who wanted to be loved died in that mirror. I realized that if I was going to be sold to save a merger, I was going to sell myself to the one who actually controlled the money. I marched past my parents and walked straight into the VIP holding room. I looked the most powerful man in the room—Jameson’s cold, ruthless uncle, Fletcher Holland—dead in the eye and threw the iPad on the table. "Jameson is gone," I said, my voice as hard as stone. "Marry me instead."

Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened her life if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!

"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.