His Regret Her Revenge

Modern

For two years, I was the invisible force behind tech billionaire Kieran Douglas, convinced that our "private" romance was his way of protecting us from the tabloid spotlight. I managed his mergers, warmed his bed, and waited for a future that didn't exist. The illusion shattered at 6:00 AM when a Page Six alert debuted Kieran's "real" romance with socialite Aspen Schneider. Before I could even process the betrayal, Kieran sent me a cold, professional text: "Order flowers for Aspen. Pink peonies. Her favorite." When I tried to walk away, my own mother called me a disgrace and threatened to lock my inheritance forever unless I married a sixty-year-old businessman to save her failing estate. At a high-society gala that same night, Aspen intentionally crushed my burned hand in front of the cameras, while Kieran stood by and dismissed me as a "mediocre assistant" who had overstayed her welcome. I stood in the cold New York rain, drenched in champagne and humiliation, realizing that every sacrifice I made for Kieran was a joke. I was a ghost in a penthouse that was never mine, discarded the moment his "soulmate" returned. To the world, I was just a placeholder whose time had run out. But Kieran forgot one thing: my father's multi-million dollar trust fund unlocks the moment I legally marry. I didn't need love; I needed a signature and a shield. I walked into a discreet law firm and signed a marriage contract with a man I believed was the city's most notorious, scandal-ridden playboy. I thought I was marrying a degenerate "beard" to buy my freedom and secure my revenge. I didn't realize the man who signed that paper wasn't a playboy at all, but Gaston Collins-the most powerful and dangerous man on Wall Street-and he had no intention of letting our fake marriage stay fake.

Romance

I flinched as his breath fanned my face, my body trembled in his arms. This was the chance, but was I scared? His eyes affected me in so many ways, as they held grief, pain and regret. Our stare was our way of communicating. It was intended, emotional and agonizing. I was hiding the knife behind me

Romance

The last thing I remembered was the cold night air and the unbearable pain as my body hit the pavement. My husband, Mark, and his boss, Ms. Jenkins, had pushed me from the thirty-second-floor office window. "She's just a trophy wife," Mark had sneered. Ms. Jenkins had laughed, her arm wrapped aro

Romance

I gave him seven years. Seven years of unwavering support, sacrificing my Georgetown scholarship and a promising career to stand by Carter's side. But at Thanksgiving dinner, while his mother gifted his "friend" Sofia a vintage Chanel bag, my reward was a $20 Starbucks gift card. Then, Sofia move

Billionaires

Lauren short is an orphaned CEO with a serious identity crisis. As in her nearly identical cousin and her mother's twin sister are constantly trying to take everything from her by pretending to be her and her mom. Her aunt failed to steal her father, but her cousin successfully stole her fiancee. Th

Romance

Seven years. That's how long I’d been trapped in a marriage where 'we' felt like a generous lie. My husband, Ethan, barely spoke to me, his eyes always on Chloe and his burgeoning career, never on me. Just weeks before the end, in a rare moment of cruelty, he looked me dead in the eye and said, 'I r

Billionaires

Stefano Rossi, a multi-billionaire and the CEO of a company. He'd planned his revenge on the smith family, for what they did to him, years ago. Kevin Smith and his parents had duped him of his money when they were still business partners. And he planned on executing his revenge on their sweet, inno

Romance

I married tech mogul Ethan Hayes for one purpose: to save my dying brother. Five years, a gilded cage. Curator by day, desperate sister by night, I endured his coldness and countless affairs. Then, a falling sculpture, a blinding pain, and the secret hope of three months was violently extinguishe

Romance

They told me it was a contract marriage, a deal to save my mother' s life. In reality, it was my own slow death sentence. For three years, I was hired to be Chloe Davis' s husband, the man she blamed for ruining her life after her high school sweetheart dumped her. I endured her endless parade of

Romance

Catherine (Cat) Landon thought she had built a life of trust and love with her husband, Alex Dawson-until she discovered he had emptied their savings to buy a diamond ring for his mistress. Heartbroken and lost, she sought escape in a club, only to be mistaken for a stripper and paid for a one-night

Romance

My seven-year marriage to the heir Kobe Kidd began as a contract. I was the respectable placeholder wife he needed. In exchange, I got the stability I'd craved my whole life. I kept my side of the bargain perfectly, except for one mistake: I fell in love with him. Then, his first love, Felicie, cam

Modern

I worked three double shifts at the garage just to buy a velvet-boxed cake for my wealthy girlfriend, Arleen. But when I pushed open the VIP room door, I saw her lover kissing her bare leg. She didn't push him away. Instead, she laughed and swirled her martini. "I only forgot Finn because I knew

Romance

She wanted revenge. She never meant to fall for the man she was supposed to destroy. After losing everything in a scandal that shattered her family, Ava Sinclair rises from the ruins with one mission - to take back her power and bring down the empire that crushed her father's name. Cold, brilliant,

Mafia

For seven years, I was the loyal fiancée to Julian, the city's most ruthless Mafia Don. Then I found a mint condom wrapper in his bathroom and a voice note from his young assistant, Valentina, bragging about his relentless appetites. When I confronted him, he didn't apologize. Instead, he gaslit

Adventure

Jeremy Ace, A young man who lives alone in an deserted hill in Houston Texas. He was only 28 when his wife and only son were murdered right in his face by his boss named Greg who was an arms dealer. Ace happened to have unveiled an evil plan which his boss was asked to carry out, Greg was to deli

Fantasy

I woke up in a hotel suite, still in my tuxedo, on my wedding day, October 12th, 2014. My fiancée, Sarah Jenkins, stood before me, her face pale, telling me to get out. The jarring part was that in my memory, Sarah was dead. She had died ten years later, throwing herself in front of me during a car

Modern

For seven years, I hid my identity as a wealthy heiress to be with my boyfriend, Ewing. I followed him across the country and made myself small so he could feel big. On Thanksgiving, he ditched our celebration for his first love, Bree, who supposedly had a "burst pipe." Later, she posted an in

Romance

My team lead looked at my termination letter, unable to meet my eyes. He said it came from the top, nothing he could do. I was the scapegoat for a supposed error, fired from the company because Chloe Davis, Nathan Hayes' s high school sweetheart and co-founder, was back. Suddenly, I saw Nathan get

Young Adult

The air in the Peterson' s mansion was thick with the smell of money and expensive perfume, a suffocating celebration for Tiffany Peterson, the valedictorian with a perfect SAT score of 1600. I stood in the shadows, a ghost at a party I knew too well. This scene had played out before, exactly-the s

Romance

My life with political hopeful Ethan Hayes was a gilded cage in the Hamptons. We hosted glittering fundraisers, surrounded by donors and power brokers. I thought I had everything, a perfect facade. Then, my half-sister Brooke feigned a champagne glass accident, theatrically blaming me. Ethan, my

Horror

The last thing I remembered was the blinding glare of headlights. When I woke, my world was darkness and pain, my hands - my tools - shattered. My fiancé, Liam, the city's celebrated neurosurgeon, became my rock, his voice a soothing balm. He claimed the drunk driver was caught, our unborn son Leo