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Compromises were meant to be made. Sacrifices were expected to be given. It was all nothing but the consequences of her own decision; a decision she would begin to regret soon. She was asked to give up on her dreams, but she refused to listen to them. Instead of putting a stop to her ambitions, she chose to pursue them. Ayla chose to fight against all odds which aimed at bringing her down. Meanwhile, she tried her best to make a home out of the unfamiliar place she was thrown into. But who knew that the circumstances would only make her build walls around herself, shutting everyone out, including her own husband. On the other hand, Claude only watched as his wife grew distant. For him, their marriage was nothing but an arrangement carried out under the orders of their elders. What he failed to realize was that she would find a way to creep into his heart, squeezing in between through the cracks. But will it be too late for him to realize the fact that he had indeed fallen for his stubborn wife? What lengths will he be willing to go to mend their relationship? Moreover, will Ayla even allow him to succeed? Join the couple on their journey as they both find their own ways to make their contractual marriage work.

On their tenth wedding anniversary, Aysha Dalsin spends the entire day preparing a surprise for the man she has loved for years. Candles, flowers, his favorite meal, and a promise to herself that this night will save their broken marriage. Instead, she watches her husband, Adrian Damascus, bring another woman into their home. Hidden in the shadows, Aysha hears the words that destroy everything she believed in. “I never loved her. You are the only one that’s real.” Humiliated and heartbroken, she walks away from her marriage, only to be forced off the road hours later in what everyone believes is a fatal accident. The world buries Aysha Dalsin. But five years later, a mysterious billionaire known as Seraphine Vale rises to the top of the business world. Beautiful, untouchable, and feared by everyone, she has built an empire from the ashes of the life they tried to destroy. When Seraphine finally steps into the same room as Adrian and his new wife, Mira, the couple freeze in shock. The woman they buried is standing right in front of them. This time, she isn’t back to beg for love. She’s back to take everything they have. Because revenge is sweeter when your enemies never see you coming.

Akana is a lowly desert nomad, while Sidastir Den Raffiben is the Elven king Eiter Kingdom. Eiter, a once full of life kingdom is now, nothing but the ghost of its past. The story begins with a marriage contract between two people; one who cannot feel cold, and the other is an Ice mage. They say it's pure fate. Together they set out on their path to Virtus Scolaris, the most prestigious institution in all of the Nine Kingdoms. Slowly throughout their time there, the couple nurtures an unbreakable bond. Akana is far from welcomed at the school. He was considered barbaric and should not move among the civilized races of the Nine Kingdoms. However, everything changes when Akana loses his way back to his chambers and stumbles across an empty cold alley. The situation becomes toxic when a violent incident reveals Akana's hidden abilities and brings light to his people's darkest secret. A story in a world where monsters walk amongst humans, the truth is rarely pure and never simple, and to face the truth raw is to face the ugliness of our being. In a world where the price for love is losing your own existence, where you stand one moment away from flipping the switch, what would you choose?

Everyone in the upper crust knows that I love Sasha Ramirez more than anything in the world. For many years, I have done everything for her silently. When her mother was sick, I secretly hired all the most famous doctors all over the nation just so they could cure her. When she started her own company, I invested large amounts of money in order to pave her path to success. Whenever I came across something nice, I'd always present it to her on a silver platter. We've been married for 12 years. I've always believed that my love will eventually make her feel moved. But what I don't expect is that Sasha has been cheating on me with her male secretary, Gavin Shaw, behind my back. When I see an ultrasound scan of Sasha's pregnancy, as well as countless couple photos that Gavin has sent to me, I feel my heart breaking. Instead of kicking up a fuss, I calmly call for a shareholders' meeting and dismiss Sasha from her position as the CEO. I want her to understand that she's nothing without me.

Mae Madison has been a childhood lover of Raymond Wright. They had pictured themselves becoming a couple someday until disaster struck them. Will their relationship even survive? Mae's family business went bankrupt and his father died because of a heart attack. Raymond wasn't left out too in this chaotic disaster, as he lost his only sister to the cold hands of death. Mae was angry, he accused Raymond of leaving her when she needed him most, and before he'd explain himself, she broke up with him. Raymond became a shadow of himself, he needed her too by himself, but now she's long gone. He became cold, heartless and suffered from Schizoid Personality Disorder for the remaining days of his life. 3 years later, Mae came looking for a job in Monroe Groups to start over her crumbled life, but the truth won't be farther than that. It was Raymond's company, and he was the new CEO. “What happened when their cross paths, A Forgiveness, Salvation or more hatred to ensue between them?” “Will Mae even tell the cold CEO he had a son with her for the past 3 years after their separation?”

Billionaire bad boy Jack Fernando and his fiancee Beatrice Claire were a couple who acted recklessly and wildly. They loved partying and wouldn't want to trade their freedom for anything in the world. They never gave a shit about anyone's opinion. Jack is ordered by his father to settle down before he can be eligible to inherit the Fernando fortune. He gives Jack a deadline. Jack uses this opportunity to propose to his girlfriend Beatrice. Unfortunately, she abandons him and travels out of the country with her rich new lover. Jack's next line of action is to sign a marriage contract with his secretary—Briana. He promises to give her a huge amount of money after the deal was complete and he says the contract will end after six months. Two months into their fake marriage Jack is furious that Braina, his secretary is pregnant. He is very sure he isn't responsible and he thinks she cheated on him. Does this pregnancy change anything? Will Jack terminate the contract? Will Jack and his secretary fight to eliminate the evil that intends to destroy them both or will they part ways forever as so many challenges come at them? This is indeed a Contract of love and tears!

Zara Adigun never believed in fairy tales especially not the kind that involved arrogant billionaires and cold, calculated marriages. But when her father fell ill and her family is drowning in debt, she agrees to a one-year marriage contract with the most powerful and emotionally detached bachelor in Lagos (Dami Adeyemi). The deal is to pretend to be the perfect couple in public, live together under strict conditions that she must comply with, and leave when the contract ends with no strings and no emotions attached. But Dami’s icy rules begin to melt as Zara’s fire draws out the man he’s buried deep beneath his grief and guilt. The closer they get, the harder it becomes to stick to the rules, until secrets from the past threaten to destroy everything they were nurturing. Jide Adeyemi—Dami’s estranged brother and Zara’s first love came into the picture to reignite old flames and dark family secrets, Zara finds herself caught in a dangerous love triangle where trust is fragile, and the truth is a weapon. Now, she must decide: 1. To follow the terms of the contract. 2. Run back to the man who once broke her heart, or 3. Fight for a love that was never meant to happen. When hearts are bound by fate, will love survive the truth?

On our first wedding anniversary, my husband came home with a woman who was six months pregnant. He introduced her as his cousin, someone who had fallen on hard times, and asked me to take care of her. I was just about to agree when fragments of imaginary commentary floated through my mind: [She's just my 'cousin'. Uh-uh, that's a cliche.] [Poor supporting female character! A maid by day, the husband's bedwarmer by night.] [But she totally deserved it! If she hadn't broken up the main couple, they'd have a whole soccer team of kids by now!] Wait—what? Supporting female character? Me? And what's this about breaking them up? So now these two get to cheat under my roof, and somehow I'm the villain? Before I could process it all, my husband was already dragging her luggage inside. "Alice doesn't like fried food," he said matter-of-factly. "And nothing too salty or spicy. Make sure you keep that in mind when you're cooking. "Oh, and pregnant women love sweets. Go out now and buy a cherry cake. The one from that bakery in the suburbs."

I’m the princess of the Hillrose Family. He’s Blair Falcone, Don of the Falcone Family. A perfect match. We were New York's power couple, the envy of everyone in the underworld. Until three days before our wedding. One minute, we were lost in each other, his body moving inside me, his lips trailing fire across my skin. The next, he calmly announces, "Flora, there's something I have to tell you." "Legally, I already have a wife. The old man married me off to her six years ago. She's the daughter of a man who took a bullet for him." "If you can live with it," he continued, "our marriage is still on. As planned." I stared at him in disbelief. "What about me? What were our six years?" He took a slow drag from his cigar. "I know what this is. So, what's it gonna be?" My hand instinctively went to my stomach. He didn't know. I was going to tell him my happy secret tonight: I was pregnant. But now, I wasn't going to tell him a damn thing.

On my 30th birthday, my husband, Miles Harrington, was out of town on a business trip. To make it up to me, he had a cake delivered. What arrived at my door was a Superman cake that looked like it belonged at a three-year-old's birthday party. I was about to call him when my phone rang. "Honey, you're not gonna believe this. That bakery messed up my order and sent you the wrong cake." I didn't think much of it. Instead, I posted the story on my social media account as a funny little birthday mishap. Comments started pouring in almost immediately. [Was it really the bakery's mistake, or does your husband have a kid somewhere?] I laughed it off. Miles and I had been together since college. We dated, got married, and built a life together. Other than not having children, we were the kind of couple people envied. But as the post gained traction and the comments kept coming, I decided maybe it was time to delete it. Before I could, I got a direct message from the bakery. [Hi there. I wanted to clarify, the delivery driver didn't mix up the orders. Mr. Harrington bought two cakes. He accidentally swapped the delivery addresses.]