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On my 18th birthday, my father, the senator, gives me the gift he thinks every little girl dreams of. The man of my dreams, and the wedding to match. Stefan Zoric is heir to an elite worldwide modeling agency. Practically a prince. My arrangement is simple, as far as sham marriages go. I give him my virginity, behave as the perfect wife, and he'll pay for the college degree my father found irrelevant. But I don't want to be the perfect wife. I want him to want me the way I want him.

I always knew marriage for me would never be to a man of my choosing. As a young girl, I was all too aware of the power I wielded in a world where men were supposed to be the superior gender. To the underworld, I was just a mafia princess. To my family, I was an equal. To my soon-to-be husband? Well, that was yet to be determined. But I prayed Enzo Bianchi was ready for me because I was damn sure prepared for him.

When her father surrenders to an invading kingdom, Amarylla doesn't realize she's part of the treaty until it's too late. Drugged to prevent resistance, she's swept away to the dark, tortured kingdom of Terelaus, where she is forced to marry the Fiend Prince. When Amarylla holds a dagger to his throat on their wedding night, she and the Prince come to a tenuous arrangement of their own. But he may not be the greatest danger lurking in the Cursed Palace.

A horse race in trousers on Rotten Row. Visiting a gaming hall in a dress that would make her mother faint. Sneaking an invitation to a masquerade ball attended by only the wickedest, most debauched members of society.... None of these things are scaring off bookish but strong-willed Amelia Bishop's stuffy, egotistical fiance.

Kash Kamdar is the king of a peaceful but powerful island nation. As Loa Mali's sovereign, he is always in control, the final authority. Until his mother uses an ancient law to force her son into marriage. His prospective queen is a buttoned-up intellectual, nothing like Kash's usual party girl. Still, from the moment of their forced engagement, he can't stop thinking about her. Dayita Samar comes from one of Loa Mali's most respected families.

I’m being sold off to the Bratva as part of a business deal… I’m a regular American girl, an artist trying to make a name for herself. But then Daddy tells me I’m a part of his business arrangement… I have to marry a cold, intense Bratva guy twice my age, whether I want to or not. Our marriage binds our families, giving both parties skin in the game. Nobody cares that my skin doesn’t want to be sold off to him. He says my innocence sparks an obsessive need in him. He wants me purely for himself, like an object he possesses. They say that time heals all wounds, even the most ...

I never wanted an arranged marriage to a stubborn but scorching hot alpha. Fate has other plans. Wolf shifter Xander saves me from becoming a cult's living sacrifice. The seers reveal we’re fated mates that can break the curse on his pack. I can’t keep my eyes off his infuriatingly sculpted body, Yet this brooding alpha makes me want to pull out my hair and tear off his clothes. Torn between duty and his first love, the Alpha doesn't want me as his Luna. But we agree to an arranged marriage to save his kind from extinction. His fiery touch unleashes a power I never imagined possible. ...

Young, smart, and attractive, Nori is a college senior with a promising future. Majoring in Economics, she dreams of becoming rich and successful. Focused, she doesn’t have time for a man after her last relationship failed drastically. That is until her world dramatically collides with Kaleb's, who is ruggedly handsome and mysterious. He’s the type of man who isn’t what he seems to be, and his effortless charm reels Nori in like a fish on a hook. Kaleb is not the average young man in his early twenties. He has seen and done more than most men twice his age. Coming from one of the ...

He’s been watching me for months. And when his chance comes…he forces me into marriage. I’ve been trying so hard to prove myself to my Irish mafia dad, but it all falls apart. When my mission collapses, a much older Bratva guy shows up to save me. But he’s no hero. He’s a cold, callous Russian who uses this opportunity to make me his Brava bride… He calls me his Irish Princess, but it’s not meant to be romantic. He’s been observing me, watching me from the shadows like a stalker. When he finally has me at his mercy, he handcuffs me and subjects me to a medical exam. And when...

There were rules in the cash-for-beauty game. The money held the power. The beauty followed the rules and jumped through the hoops. The bride. I knew what everyone would think if they knew the truth about my marriage. They'd be shocked and appalled. And rightly so. I was a young, modern, independent woman, and I'd done the unthinkable. I'd sold my virginity to a spoiled rich boy. To a stranger who didn’t love me. And yes, I'd done it all for money.

I’m an outcast and forced to marry a rude Alpha. I’m an Omega from a bad family. There is no lower status in the pack than mine. I’m shocked when the rude Alpha of the rival pack claims me as his mate. I know his reputation…but I have no choice but to give him my innocence. I’m from a family of losers, and my mating with an Alpha is their chance to gain status. It doesn’t matter that my new mate has a bad reputation. It doesn’t matter that the witch in me had hoped for someone less cruel. I have to serve him and satisfy his need to mate and breed. I enter the mating ceremony, ...

Dray Sinclair has my hand in marriage—and my wrists in shackles. I don't recall who upped the stakes. All I know is that suddenly, my whole life is in his hands. Snakes come closer, wearing smiles, wanting my favour. Dray moves as a suitor, stealing moments with me in the shadows of corridors. But his dazzling mask is transparent to my eye. He still is, and will forever be, evil to his core. There is just one semester left at the academy, and my family has made it clear I’ll be passed off to Dray Sinclair almost the moment I graduate. I am his betrothed, I am his suffering; his loathing...

Arranged marriage in the twenty-first century. What could go wrong? Everything. Hayley Espel has been told her whole life that she will be marrying Julian Nicholson. Their parents started Espel and Nicholson Holdings, and their union will only strengthen the company. Hayley doesn’t care about the business. She’s been in love with Julian for as long as she can remember. She would marry him even if he didn’t have a single cent to his name. Julian, however, hates being arm-twisted into marrying Hayley. He will never trust an Espel, and he makes it clear to Hayley that he couldn’t care ...

"If you dare leave me for another - if you ever look at another man - if you ever let anyone else touch you...I’ll not let him live, Beauty. I won’t stop until I’ve ground his face into the dirt, until I’ve pulled out his eyes for looking at you, broken his mouth for daring to speak to you, until I’ve pulled out his guts, and," I glare at her, "smeared his blood on the ground." Her breath hitches and her pupils dilate. My thirst for violence seems to fulfill a need deep inside of her - one she doesn’t bother to hide from me, either.

I force her into an arranged marriage, because she belong to ME. I’m a Bratva predator, the heir to a powerful dynasty and much older than her. She once gave her plus-size body to me, raw and unguarded, but it was forbidden. Now, I’m back to claim her and have my revenge. Now, I’m back to take her as my arranged Bratva bride. She once thought she could escape this cruel world, to have an ordinary life. She once trapped herself in my strong, protective arms. I haven’t forgotten the sweetness of her curvy body when she gave it to me. I haven’t forgotten the way her heart broke when ...

Bound by blood to a mafia king I never wanted. He hunts me down and doesn’t stop until I’m his. Dario Costa. Mafia king. Obsessive. Stalker. I hate him for kidnapping me, caging me, stealing my freedom, and claiming I was his to take and keep. He wants the secrets my family died to protect, secrets that could destroy his rivals. And he’ll use my body to strip the truth from me. I try to resist. But his touch is a drug—slow, brutal, all-consuming— and now I crave him like an addict. I see the man beneath the king— the one who kills to keep me safe… and holds me like I’m his ...

He's next in line to rule the Irish mob, and he’ll do anything to make me his. I’ve been sheltered from the dangers of my family’s criminal activity for most of my life, but when one mistake puts me in debt to the Irish, I have no choice but to accept responsibility and agree to their demands. As Declan MacKenzie’s fiancée. Rumors paint the notorious womanizer as ruthless, wicked and devastatingly handsome. But I don’t know what to believe. You see, I’ve actually run into the Irish mobster before. The Declan I met was intelligent, a fellow art lover, and undeniably gorgeous. ...

Some girls get diamonds. I got an arranged marriage to the Russian mafia’s grumpiest billionaire. My parents call it an alliance. Translation: I’m being traded to settle a debt. I knew him from when we were young, but he’s changed. Not just by getting way taller and filling out in all the right places. But now his innocent teasing has turned to intense eye contact and filthy promises. But it’s all fake. Fake marriage, fake kisses, and fake feelings. He was definitely not supposed to knock me up before the ink on our marriage contract dried. And I wasn’t supposed to get pregnant ...

I’m forced to marry four cruel Bratva Pakhans. And now I’m pregnant. They’re all at least a decade older than me, and they want an alliance. So I’m kidnapped, locked in a room, and forced into a wedding dress. Now my virgin, plus-size body is theirs, and before I know it, I’m pregnant with their heir… I’ve been sheltered from the Bratva world like a sweet, innocent lamb. But they drag me into their violent, blood-filled underworld against my will. Their cold, strong hands take my warm, luscious body. Their piercing eyes follow me wherever I go. When I’m in danger, they kill ...

The black ops Alpha rejected me and left me with nothing but a secret baby… He played me and made me an outcast in my pack, bullied and tormented constantly. Now I’m sacrificed by the pack and forced to be his mate to secure our alliance. I run, but I’m dragged back and given to him. Now I have to surrender to the Alpha who broke me… He left me in the middle of the night, leaving nothing but a note. And a pregnant belly. My pack despised me, treating me cruelly and bullying me every step of the way. Now I’m offered to him as his arranged bride, and I have no choice. If I don’t ...