Audreana McCullough Green

"You promised me your virginity and your body. I was foolish to pass on the first, but like a debt collector, I am here to take the latter which belongs to me. Your body is mine, Rosianna." A loved one who became a stranger and a heart filled with secrets... “Oh, Rosy,” Santos whispered, his voice sending shivers down her heated body. “Do you remember?” “What?” she asked, even though she feared that she already knew what he was asking. He leaned closer to her ear. “That night six years ago? Right here, in this house, in this room...you begged me to take your body” Her eyes closed at the pain of the memory. “Let me go, Santos. I don’t want you anymore.” she lied. Pressing his body against hers, his hand slid underneath the towel and caressed her there. She leaned into him and moaned throatily. He nibbled at her ear, and whispered, “That’s not what your body is saying, darling.”

"She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was f*ck*ng intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to wh*r* around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. S*x is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this sh*t and get more money. If there are rules against having s*x while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!"

"Shying away from your wifely duties, little wife?" He questioned in a husky voice, lowering his face to hers. Ariel quickly turned her head away, "No, Mr. Chaz, you're misunderstanding me again," She voiced quietly. Aiden scoffed, not believing her. He looked down at his chest and found her slim hand still placed against it. "You're quite corny, Ariel. Saying you don't want me, yet you're hands are all over me," Aiden whispered in her ear. *** After overhearing her father and stepmother planning how they were going to marry her off in place of her Stepsister to the unsuccessful son of their debtor. That night, Ariel plans her run away, but that same night, Ariel mysteriously gets kidnapped. Waking up to discover she'd been kidnapped by the same people she was trying to run away from made her life seem like it had hit rock bottom. Now, she was going to be forced into a marriage with a man she didn't know and didn't love. But, would everything remain the same for her when she discovers that her new husband was the richest Billionaire in the country? Chaz Aiden was a successful billionaire with billions of businesses all over the world and zero interest in women, especially after his mother had divorced his father for a richer man. When his grandmother asked him to do him a favor by marrying the Hudson family's daughter, he knew it was for the sake of greed. He swore to make his new wife's life a living hell, making sure he reminded her that she would always be an object he purchased, contracted and never to be loved.

"Relax, Ruby. No one is this tense around their fiancé." I tried to do as he said and relax so I leaned further into him and pressed my back to his front which seemed to ignite a different reaction from him. "Not that kind of relaxing. You're only going to get me hard." He hissed in my ear. I smiled and decided to be naughty and play dumb. He held my arm tightly, "Ruby, stop." He warned. "I'm not doing anything, Oliver. I'm merely acting my role. Perfectly." I said innocently. "You really want to play this game?" He replied. "We're executing our role flawlessly. People are watching." I told him with a smile. "Then they'd better gobble this one up." In one swift move, he spun me around and smashed his lips to mine in the presence of everyone present at the party. Ruby Carter turns down a proposal from hot billionaire Oliver Harrison and in a cruel twist of events, her boyfriend turns out to be a cheater who never loved her. Heartbroken and sad, she goes on a drinking spree and ends up in bed with the man she turned down, Oliver. An argument ensues between Ruby and her father regarding her stance on Oliver which unfortunately lands Ruby's father in a coma.The board members see this as a chance to usurp powers from the Carters’ hands and seize control of the company. Ruby, alone and helpless, has no other option than to accept help from the only one offering to stand by her side, Oliver, in the form of a fake relationship. Initially, things were going as planned but along the line, Ruby starts to see Oliver in a different light. A series of ups and downs which were meant to tear them apart actually ended up bringing them closer and making things a little more clearer. Maybe he isn't that bad after all? Or maybe she has just been playing her role all too well…

"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night—the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it—it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it—especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?

[WARNING! FOR 18+ ONLY] After a fight with her stepmother, Beverley Holmes suddenly received a wedding invitation that made her face pale. Not because it was from her ex-boyfriend, who was getting married to another woman. It was because the bride's name written on it was her own! How could it be?! So, her stepmother didn’t lie to her? The woman had actually sold her to pay off a multi-million dollar debt? Then who is her future husband? *** The first time Brent Oliver saw his future wife on the wedding altar, he vowed never to be seduced by her beauty and sexiness. However, he didn't expect that the more time he spent with her, her innocent, virtuous, and hard-to-get demeanor would be so seductive that it drove him crazy. Can he continue to maintain his relationship with his secret lover? Or is he stuck with his alluring wife instead?

"You must be crazy woman. This is my house. You are my wife. You do whatever I ordered you to do" His hold on my arms went deep like a peircing needle. Even at the situation I was in, I didn't back out. "You married me as a wife not as a slave. I'm not going to succumb to your demands" I seethe. "Oh is that so? Then I will show you who is the master here" It happened so fast. I found my body being pushed to the nearest wall with his lips hot on mine. ~~ He wants her the very first time he set his eyes on her. He wants to claim her as his. When he set his eyes on something, he gets it by hook or by crook. He's Antonio Di Salvatore, a reputable business man in the eyes of people and a dangerous mafia boss in the underworld. She's the daughter of the most influential business analyst in the country with the blood of business. A spitfire but a lovely woman. She hates him yet she fears him. A man that is consumed with obsession and a woman that is engulfed with hatred.

Harriett Edwards has been in love with Damien Daniels since childhood, so when both their parents arrange for them to be married, she gladly accepts even though she was well aware that it wasn’t what Damien wanted. For the three years of their marriage, she devoted her life to him with the hope that she would be able to change his mind and eventually get him to fall in love with her. It all comes crashing down when someone fabricates a picture of her cheating with Damien’s brother, Adrian. After seeing the pictures, he coldly said. “I want a divorce!” And even when she confessed her love to him, his reply was cold and hurtful. “I know. It doesn’t matter. I don’t love you.” What he didn’t know was that in her hand were pregnancy test results from a mistake he made due to his drunken state. Years later, they both meet at a friend’s wedding and he is shocked to see her with a set of identical twins that looked just like him. “Are they mine?” He asked. Harriett laughed and replied, remembering his own words. “It doesn’t matter, Damien. They don’t need a father.”

Wayne Anderson is a highly successful man. A billionaire. A business tycoon. But there was one stain in his story—he was once married, and his wife cheated on him. They divorced, and it was a messy affair. It has been a few years since that happened, and Wayne has been putting all his focus on his empire. That is until he meets Andrea Payne. She was someone he knew as a child, his younger sister's best friend. He wasn't expecting to see her grown up as a beautiful woman. She seemed clumsy, but she has this air of confidence about her as she kept proposing business ventures to him. Andrea needed his help as her father was once again scammed out of his business.

"I watched as she bent her head and kissed his lips. She seemed to be on cloud nine. My breath was stuck in my throat. Though I could only see his side view but I couldn’t miss the shirt on his body. He was still clad in a shirt though the lower half of his body was exposed. It was a shirt I had specially picked for my husband this morning. A custom made shirt that I had gotten for him on his last birthday and he was currently in it while being with another woman. **************** Cora Watson held onto her husband’s promise from three years ago and did whatever she could to please him. She loved him dearly even if he,himself forgot about his promise and shattered her heart,ruthlessly. Now,she’s had enough!She would get divorced from him and would never let him or anyone trample over her ever again!"

"How dare you do this to me, so because somebody paid you to r*p* an innocent woman, you went ahead with it. Where is your dignity? How dare you do this to me? I am going to call the police and have you arrested. I know you are a male prostitute, but how could you accept to do this" I cried while hitting him over again, while he looked so confused. He frustratedly flung my hands away from him just as I was about to hit and turned us over and he was now on top of me. "Me, a male prostitute?" He asked and I nodded while trying to break free from his strong *ss grip. "How dare you call me a prostitute. Do you know who I am?" He asked angrily. "Of course, I know who you are, you are a shameless male prostitute who robbed a woman of her innocence. And do you feel insulted by the term male prostitute? Oh sorry let me correct myself, I mean gigolo" I said with tears dripping down my eyes, even after all the fights I had put up, I still let those bastards win. "Dont you ever call me that again in your life, and I did not r*p* you." He started with an angry look etched on his face. "How dare you say that!" I shouted." "Hehe" he laughed angrily. ****** Eliza Greene’s life turned upside down when the bride of Billionaire heartthrob Ryan Blaqk eloped on their wedding day, leaving her an innocent journalist to cover up for her and she is forced to marry Ryan in her place. It’s a contract marriage, his prestige and pride intact, for the retrieval of the stolen property of her late parents. How will she cope with the sudden changes in her life? And how will the two of them get along?

Powerful. Steadfast. New York’s most eligible bachelor. Rafael Sebastian had been labeled every good and wicked thing in the corporate world. At the stage of my heartbreak from my crumbling marriage, I literally ran into him as a s*xy stranger that hit my hot buttons at first sight. He left me breathless with a single word and an irresistible smile. But there’s more to Rafael than meets the eye. He was an enigmatic force with more secrets than answers. So when we got caught in a media scandal that’s unintentionally my fault, the huge business deal he was trying to close almost plummeted to the brink of failure. To escape the rumors that trapped us, he had a proposition—a tempting solution that could save my pride and his tarnished reputation. But could I really live a life painted with lies? I know this was a bad idea, but that was something I’d just think about later...

I, Clyde Rosenberg, reject you. I want nothing to do with you. You have my name and that is the only thing you can get from me. My heart belongs to another and it will be till I die, so act like we aren't married because I will never love you or regard you as my wife.” Tears flowed down Kaia’s face at his rejection, a rejection from the man she married. Kaia Beaufort is the illegitimate child of the Beaufort home. Hated by her family, especially her step-sister Hazel who was adored by her father. On the night of Hazel's engagement party, drugged by Hazel, Kaia ended up becoming intimate with drunk Clyde Rosenberg, her sister’s fiancée, and a ravishing handsome billionaire. A s*x video was leaked from the night of their encounter and Kaia was forced into a loveless marriage with Clyde. Clyde rejected Kaia but Kaia insisted that she would stay, just to make him see that he will one day need her in his life. But when Clyde divorces her and sends her packing, she swears to keep her pregnancy a secret, take revenge, and make him regret everything.

When Grace's father is hospitalized and her brother is sent to jail by her own fiancé, who then seizes the family fortune, she retaliates by breaking off the engagement and impulsively marrying her ex-fiancé's business rival. What she thought was a simple transactional marriage turns out to be anything but—her new husband is clingy beyond belief. He demands her company for meals, business trips, and even requires her to soothe him to sleep. Discovering he harbors a true love, Grace presents him with a ready-made divorce agreement to set him free. "Divorce?" He rips the agreement to shreds. "Let me tell you, Grace. I only do widowhood, not divorce." Grace is baffled—hadn't he professed love for another? "True love is you, unrequited love is also you..." he declares, pulling her into an embrace, "It has always been you, from the beginning to the end!"

‼️BOOK TWO OUT SOON. Ivy Harrington is thrust into an unexpected challenge: to claim her share of her late father’s inheritance, she must marry before a looming deadline. Desperate yet determined, Ivy proposes a fake marriage to Sabastian Cain. A wealthy, enigmatic stranger whose charm and sophistication conceal a darker truth. But fate has other plans. Sabastian Cain is no ordinary man. A creature bound by time and tragedy, he has spent centuries searching for the soul of the woman he once lost. And now, in Ivy, he has found her again, the reincarnation of his first love and first wife from the early 18th century. But Ivy doesn’t remember him. She doesn’t remember the love they once shared or the blood-bound vow she made before death tore them apart. What starts as a simple arrangement becomes a journey into a realm of ancient feuds, deadly alliances, and a love that defies the boundaries of life and death. As shadows from the past begin to surface, Ivy finds herself caught in a web of secrets, longing, and a fate she never asked for. Torn between disbelief and the undeniable pull toward a man who claims to have loved her for lifetimes, she must decide: will she embrace a history she cannot recall, or will she run from a love that refuses to let her go? But the past never stays buried. And neither do the monsters that lurk in the dark.

As the CEO of Sebastian Pictures, I held all the authority. I was the one who called the shots, constantly in the spotlight. I was meant to be the man in charge. Until I met Eloise, she was a junior art director at my subsidiary company. She also happened to be my best friend’s ex-girlfriend. To her, I was Mr. Dangerous in a suit—her new boss. For me, she was a challenge I couldn’t resist. I was used to getting what I wanted. I craved to own her, possess her. Now, we’d gotten ourselves tangled in a game where neither of us could win. But here’s the thing: the more we played, the more she turned the tables. She had me breaking my own rules.

"What about you? You know you can't just drink your troubles away." "Hey, don't judge me! I've had a crappy week," I scowl back at him defensively. Betrayed by a boyfriend and fired by the company. Worry clouds in his eyes, but it's gone in a blink of an eye, replaced by a mask of indifference. Suddenly, I fall out of the barstool, and strong arms swiftly wrap around my waist, stopping me from embarrassing myself further. "Woah, you okay?" his warm breath fans against the nape of my neck, sending tingles up my spine. Or maybe that's just the alcohol. He pulls me closer, his arms wrapping tightly around my upper body to keep me steady. I can feel the firmness of his abs pressing against my back, and I gasp. "That's enough for you, ma'am. Do you have someone to take you home?" the bartender asks. I would call Candy, but she's probably busy at work and I know after seeing me hammered like this, I would have to open up about my f*ck*d *p week and I'm still not looking forward to that. So, my only hope is the s*xy stranger. I try to ask him to help me to my car, but my slurred words make it uncertain if he understood. He glares down at me, nostrils flaring, and firmly states, "No. I'm taking you home." *** Kiara Black and Trey Thompson have a one night stand after meeting each other at a bar, attempting to find solace from their personal problems. Days later, Kiara attends a welcome home party for her best friend's brother that she's never met before. After finding out that she accidentally slept with Candice's brother, she makes it her mission to avoid Trey at all cost, but he's determined to make her fall in love with him.

"You feel so f**king good." a deep voice, one I knew all too well, grunted. I watched my husband Daniel and my assistant Esme banging each other right on my table. My hands flew to my mouth as realization dawned on me, the shock from seeing and hearing them made me shift back, stumbling against the table, and I pushed the chair backward. "Did you hear that?" I quickly dodged and stepped back from the glass view. "What?" Daniel hissed impatiently. "I think I heard-" Esme trailed off, "Never mind, just hurry up already." "No need to rush, there is still time before the b*tch lands." His statement was like a slap to my face, my ears were ringing. "Really?" "Yes, baby, a few more rounds for us." "Once she's back, I can't have you." "I know, but it's just for a while, you know it's you I love, it's her money that's keeping me." Their mixed chuckle ran across the room, traveled up my nerves, and made my heart sink to my stomach. *** When Elsie uncovers the affair between her husband and her trusted assistant, her world shatters. The dual betrayal by the man she loved for years and the assistant she relied on leave her devastated and nearly hopeless. But after the initial shock, Elsie regains her strength. She contacts a lawyer to prepare for divorce and makes a bold move- switching jobs and joining the company of her longtime rival, Albie. What starts as a search for solace turns into something much more dangerous. Albie's relentless pursuit leaves Elsie feeling increasingly drawn to him, despite her resolve. Will she lose herself in a passion she never expected, or find a new path to healing?

"I agree. I will grant her the divorce she seeks." These words were haunting Angelo Giordano. His wife of two years had divorced him and was now working in his office and Man! she is s*xy, beautiful and a passionate worker. "Are you ashamed to let anyone know that you were married to me?" He whispered in her ear in the elevator which made a shiver run down her spine. "I don't give a d*mn about the past." Alessia told him but she slapped herself mentally. Who was she kidding. Now she has Draco on one hand and Angelo on the other. Is it right to have these thoughts about Angelo when she is happy with Draco? At the altar standing with Draco, will Alessia change her mind? Or her happily-ever after is written with Draco?