Lillian is a tough and sexy journalist trapped in a loveless marriage with a billionaire who openly cheats on her. For fun, she keeps a secret call-boy on the side, and doesn’t think much of it - that is until she discovers her call-boy is actually billionaire CEO James Romero. Afraid to trust love again, Lillian attempts to squash the relationship with James - but the demands of her professional pursuits, a feud with her husband’s pregnant mistress, and the stressful resurgence of her dark past bring her back to his unshakeable love time and time again, until she realizes the significance of their connection and gives in to the happiness that she deserves.

I didn’t mean to fall into the novel. I just wanted to escape my life for a while—divorce papers, betrayal, the man I loved who turned out to be a monster. But now I’m *her*, Elara Veyne, the naive heroine about to marry Lord Kael Draven, a man history will call a tyrant. I know how this ends: blood, ruin, and a love that was never real. This time, I won’t say 'I do.' This time, I’ll rewrite the ending—before the ink dries on my fate.

I didn’t choose to be reborn into this world of ink and destiny—I clawed my way in. The original story branded her as weak, foolish, destined to ruin her clan by marrying the wrong man. But now, I’m inside her skin, feeling every sting of humiliation, every locked door. The plot demands she falls for the charming traitor. But I know how that ends: betrayal, exile, death. This time, I’ll twist the narrative thread by thread. Because if the author can write fate, then I—its prisoner—can rewrite it.

On her wedding day, Emery faces a bitter truth: she's marrying a man twice her age to save her mother's company. But when she walks down the aisle, a handsome stranger awaits, not her intended groom. A mix-up, a shocking kiss, and a desperate plea lead to an unexpected, fake marriage with the country's wealthiest bachelor. Can she survive a year of pretense without falling for the man she accidentally married?

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. 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. 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.

Tomorrow, Ivy's life changes forever: a marriage to a stranger to clear her father's debts. But tonight, she seeks one last wild freedom. What begins as a rebellious one-night stand spirals into a chaotic wedding day and a horrifying discovery. Was she married to the wrong man, or is there a darker truth woven into the fabric of her destiny?