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A master thief infiltrates a powerful family to steal a priceless sapphire, but her failed invisible escape exposes her. Forced into a dangerous bargain—becoming the heir-bearing wife of the family's ruthless heir—she must outsmart them all to claim the real gem.

On the night of the Night Crown final, legendary racer Caleb Knox is betrayed by his fiancée Celeste and business partner Victor, who share a kiss while remotely steering his car toward a cliff. Caleb's brother dies, Caleb disappears, and the lovers steal his team, fortune, and legacy. Five years later, the racing world worships Victor and Celeste as a power couple. They never expect the quiet tow-truck driver saving garage owner Sofia Reyes from a sabotaged car to be Caleb. Forced back behind the wheel, Caleb joins Sofia's failing team and turns every race into a public reckoning. As danger pulls the new partners closer, they uncover the affair, murder plot, rigged bets, and control system behind the old crash. Caleb can take back everything they stole, but his final choice will decide whether he becomes another ruthless king or the man Sofia believes survived the fire.

Quincy Lewis, the Dragon Clan's fourth daughter, vowed to marry her mortal savior, Calvin Luke, and help him rise to power, tolerating one hundred mistakes. Her three brothers followed, disguised as powerful magnates to aid him. Unaware they were her brothers,Calvin grew partial, convinced his mortal love was the key. But each act of despair cost Quincy a dragon bone. With only three left, his final acts of betrayal shattered them all.

At the party the night before our wedding, I came across a couples' challenge post online: [If I weren't an option, who would you most want to marry?] I smiled as I asked my fiance, Julian Hayes. He didn't hesitate. "Vivian." Vivian Bennett was my younger sister. My best friend chimed in. "Honestly, Vivian does understand him best. Every time you two fight, she's the one who stays up talking to Julian until dawn." Vivian reached over and gave him a playful punch on the chest. "Better keep your fiance in line, sis. Can't have him pining after me all the time." The whole table erupted in laughter. My mother, Margaret Bennett, gave an amused tsk. "It's just a joke. Besides, Vivian never complains the way you do. It's only natural that Julian likes her." Julian glanced at me. "It was just a joke. What, you can't take one again?" I didn't respond. I looked down at the confirmation form the wedding planner had just sent over. The gown, the bouquet, the music, the menu. All chosen to Vivian's taste. So this wedding, from start to finish, had only one thing that was mine: my name in the bride's place. If it didn't matter who the bride was, then there was no point in having this wedding at all.

Agent Lillian transmigrates into tycoon Logan's story as his kidnapped fiancée—6 hours from death. She fights free, signs a 3-year contract marriage, but the cold billionaire soon begs: 'Honey, don't leave me.' The villain script? She rewrites it into everyone's obsession.

Marrying the wrong person was an accident, but it made him fall in love with her at first sight.

Pregnant heiress Adelina is framed for adultery by husband Godfrey, Bishop Aldous, and uncle Geoffrey. Godfrey kicks her belly and locks her up to be burned in three days. Maid Brigid helps her escape, but Adelina falls from her horse and collapses in a blizzard.

On her wedding day, auditor Irene is forced to marry Seville, whose three brides supposedly died. A grave bears her name and a date seven days away. She learns all three brides were her—her identity erased repeatedly for an inheritance—and sets a trap to expose the scheme.

Tasked with impersonating the Prime Minister's daughter, Lisa must become Crown Princess—without ever revealing who she really is!

Three days before my wedding, Adrian canceled it for the fifty-second time. He came to the Palermo workshop to approve my gown’s crest embroidery, but the moment I stepped out from the fitting curtain, he snatched up his holster and radio. “Torino bastards smashed Bianca’s vineyard, surrounded the estate. Lia’s terrified, so I have to go. The wedding is off.” Once, I would have stopped him and demanded to know who mattered more to him, me or Bianca. This time, I simply let him go. Thirty minutes later, Bianca posted an Instagram Story: [You’re the only shelter for me and my daughter.] The photo showed Adrian holding Bianca close, with Lia in his arms, calling him Dad. They looked like a real family. My parents sighed. “Seraphina, is the wedding in Hawaii off again? We’ve already sent the invitations to every renowned Italian family. What will this do to the Bellini family’s honor?” I shook my head, tapping the backup invite. "The wedding goes on. In three days, I’ll still be a bride. Just not Adrian’s."