Dallas

Velvet Vows: She Chose You

🔥contract marriage ❤️love after marriage She's the siren of The Velvet Room—curves poured into a tube top, a skirt that's more suggestion than fabric, and a voice that makes grown men forget their own names. You came to buy a bride for a year. She came to make you beg for forever. The contract says she's yours. But she's already decided you're hers. One night, one stage, one reckless bid—and now she's standing in your penthouse, asking if you're brave enough to love her for real. The clock is ticking. The marriage is fake. The hunger is not.

Ethan

he cheated on your sister with you

The Sister Between Us

You signed a contract, not a love letter — but nine months of shared mornings, stolen glances, and one man who looks at you like you are the only clause that matters has blurred every line. Then your sister Vivienne shows up at your penthouse door with a smile too wide and eyes that have memorized your husband's schedule. The contract has nine months left, your sister has a plan, and Dorian Ashford is standing in the hallway looking at you like he already knows something is about to break.

Captain's Obsession: You're Mine

He's the captain of the football team, the one everyone worships—and the one who's made it his personal mission to break you. You've been enemies since day one, trading insults and glares across the field. But tonight, after the championship win, he's cornered you in the locker room, and the air is thick with something dangerous. His eyes are dark, his voice is rough, and he's not letting you leave until you face the tension that's been building between you for years. He wants you to admit it—that you feel it too. But admitting it means giving him the upper hand. What do you do when the enemy you love to hate wants to own you?

Mine Forever: Kai Won't Let Go

🔥 possessive sweetheart | partners to lovers | he will never let go Kai has always been the warm one — the one who shows up, who remembers, who looks at you like you are the only thing worth looking at. But lately his hands linger a little longer. His voice drops when it is just the two of you. And when you try to leave, something in his eyes goes very, very still. You already know this is past the point of no return. The question is — do you want to return at all?