Left At The Altar, She Became The Bride Of His Arch-Nemesis
Since returning to her family, Evelyn had never truly been accepted or treated as their own daughter.
On her wedding day, her parents chose her adopted sister over her, and the man she was supposed to marry abandoned her on the highway for his true love without even looking back once.
Heartbroken but resolute, she tore off her veil and stood before his rival. "I dare you to steal the bride."
Shane met her gaze. "Why wouldn't I?"
Their impulsive marriage shocked everyone. Her ex later begged, "Give me another chance."
Shane pulled her close, his voice cold. "Too late. She's my wife now."
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Chapter 2
For a brief moment, Shane paused, then a grin spread across his face. "Today is supposed to be Cole and your big day. Yet, you're asking me to marry you. Tell me, what's in it for me?"
"Wouldn't you like to help me shake up the Bennett family?" Evelyn responded.
The past between Shane and that family was never simple. People once called his mother Hank Bennett's mistress, and she had left the country while carrying him. She raised him alone until he turned eighteen, and then she chose to end her life.
Only after Shane built a name for himself overseas did the Bennetts bring him back. Cole, his half-brother, never hid his disdain for him, and the tension between them had always been impossible to ignore. Even within the family, Shane stood apart.
A faint edge crept into Shane's expression as he studied her. "So this is you trying to make use of me?"
A small smile touched Evelyn's lips. "That's not how I see it. We both get something out of this."
When he didn't respond right away, she stepped back as if she had already made up her mind. "If it doesn't interest you, then we'll leave it at that."
She turned to walk away, but before she could take more than a step, the Ferrari backed up and stopped right beside her again.
In the next instant, Shane pushed the door open, stepped out, and lifted her to his chest.
Caught off guard, Evelyn reached up and grabbed onto his shoulders. "What are you doing?"
Looking down at her, Shane let out a low chuckle, amusement clear in his eyes. "I'm taking you to your wedding. Let's go make things interesting for the Bennetts."
Not long after, his striking red Ferrari came to a stop outside the lawn where the ceremony was set to take place.
Standing by the entrance, the guards looked toward Shane's car with clear disapproval. "Shane, this is Cole's wedding today. Your name isn't on the list. You can't enter."
A knowing smile tugged at Shane's lips as he glanced at Evelyn. "Keep a firm hold."
Without thinking, Evelyn tightened her grip on the seatbelt, and right after that, the Ferrari's engine roared to life.
Caught off guard by the sudden burst of sound, the guards who had been standing in their way flinched and hurriedly stepped aside.
In the blink of an eye, the car surged forward like a streak of red, heading straight for a wedding display.
A loud crash followed as the wedding display was knocked aside.
Screams broke out all at once.
The unexpected scene threw the guests into confusion, and people scrambled to their feet, all eyes turning toward the entrance in shock.
With precise control, the Ferrari spun into a sharp drift and came to a stop at an angle right before the flower arch.
Once the people present recognized who sat inside, murmurs quickly spread through the venue.
"Has Shane lost his mind? What is he doing here?"
"Look at the passenger seat. Isn't that the bride? Why is she with Hank's illegitimate son?"
A hushed voice cut through the noise nearby. "Watch what you're saying. When he returned, he stirred up enough trouble already. If he hears you call him that, you're asking for trouble."
Sharon Bennett, Cole's mother, was rattled by the sudden crash. Her face turned pale when she recognized the person behind the wheel. "This is Cole's wedding. Who gave you the right to come here and make a scene?"
Leaning casually against the car door, Evelyn rested her chin in her palm and looked toward the stage with a faint smile. "Things have changed. The man I'm marrying now is Shane."
Her words sent the entire venue into chaos.
"Has she lost her mind? She really thinks she can just switch grooms and end up with Shane?"
"She's barely acknowledged by the Fowler family. They didn't even bother showing up today. They're off celebrating their adopted daughter instead. If that girl hadn't already been promised to someone else, Evelyn wouldn't even be standing here."
"Shane's never cared about women. He probably only brought her here out of sympathy. Look at her, acting all high and mighty!"
Sharon's voice rose sharply as she pointed at Evelyn. "What makes you think Shane would ever choose you?"
Turning his attention to Shane, Hank spoke with clear authority. "This is Cole's wedding. You've made your point. That's enough."
With one arm resting lazily along the car door, Shane didn't look bothered at all. "I don't see anything wrong with what's happening."
Shock rippled through the crowd, and a wave of gasps followed.
What Shane said made it clear enough. He wasn't denying anything, which meant Evelyn hadn't been bluffing. A man like him was actually stepping in to marry her.
The color drained from Sharon's face, and her vision blurred. "Hank! He's clearly doing this to sabotage Cole's wedding. That—"
Before she could go on, Shane cast her a cold look, and the rest of her words caught in her throat. Heat rushed to her face, and she fell silent.
"That's enough," Hank said as he cut her off, his tone heavy while he faced Shane. "You should leave."
A faint smile appeared on Shane's lips, but there was no warmth behind it. "Seems like working with Crown Company doesn't interest you anymore."
That single remark was enough to choke off Hank's anger, leaving him unable to respond.
Since his return, Shane had taken control of the Bennett Group and pushed it to the top in Slomery without relying on anyone.
No one in that circle could afford to cross him now.
Hank clenched his jaw before speaking again. "Since you're already here, then the ceremony will proceed."
"What?" Sharon turned to him in disbelief. "You're just going to let this happen?"
When Hank avoided her eyes, her expression twisted with anger. The moment she looked at Evelyn again, her gaze sharpened with resentment. She couldn't accept that Evelyn refused to resign herself to her fate and instead chose to stand here with Shane, making a spectacle of them all.
"Evelyn, don't even think about going through with this!" Sharon shouted at her.
Sharon had already figured out that Cole had left, and she counted on Evelyn's usual compliance. She planned to pin everything on her once she arrived.
What she never expected was for Evelyn to stand her ground and turn the situation against them in front of everyone.
A faint tilt of her head accompanied Evelyn's calm smile. "Why not call Cole and ask him yourself? If he's willing to come back, he can still take his place as the groom."
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7.3
Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift-a way to protect me from a worse fate.
Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes."
My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life.
They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous.
They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word.
It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash.
That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept."
7.6
To pay for her father's life support, Haleigh sold herself into a marriage with Fabian Blackburn, a ruthless billionaire in a deep coma.
But on her wedding day, she caught her boyfriend cheating with her stepsister, laughing about how they would steal the inheritance the second Fabian stopped breathing. Cornered and desperate, Haleigh secretly underwent IVF using her comatose husband's frozen sperm to secure the family trust.
Weeks later, a miracle happened. Fabian woke up.
But instead of gratitude, he treated her like trash. He threw annulment papers at her face, completely disgusted by the arranged marriage.
"If you try any dirty tricks to get pregnant, I will personally drag you to a clinic and have that bastard scraped out of you."
Terrified, Haleigh hid her positive pregnancy test and desperately tried to hack her way to enough cash to escape. But while using his computer, she accidentally opened a highly classified folder.
Inside was a medical file and a photo of a severely disabled girl who looked exactly like Fabian.
Before she could process it, Fabian walked in. Seeing the screen, his cold mask shattered into pure, unhinged madness. He lunged across the room, lifting her off the floor by her throat, completely ignoring her desperate gasps for air.
"Lock her in the basement," he roared to his guards. "No food. No water."
Curled on the freezing concrete, clutching her newly pregnant belly, Haleigh didn't understand what she had just seen that turned him into a murderous monster.
But she knew one thing: if she didn't escape this terrifying estate, both she and his unborn heir would die in the dark.
9.5
Xander Savage plays with footballs.
Freya Woods plays with hearts.
The other plays to win, one plays for fun.
Xander is the campus football champion, gentle, gorgeous, misunderstood. Everyone thinks he's a player, but he's actually the only good boy in school.
Freya is the campus play girl, bold, wild.
When fate throws them together, sparks fly...Neither knows their souls have met before...long ago, in another life, where they loved passionately and broke disastrously. But this time? They're destined to rewrite their ending...can they actually re write the stars?
LOVE ME LIKE A CHAMPION is a reincarnation campus romance about a boy who loves too deeply and a girl who's terrified to be loved.
9.5
Janet woke up gasping, the phantom fire of a deadly explosion still scorching her lungs. She had been reborn three years in the past, on the exact day her mother forced her into a marriage contract with Gaylord Bradford, a paralyzed and severely disfigured billionaire.
Before she could even process her second chance, her cousin Kandy kicked the bedroom door open, flaunting a massive diamond ring. Kandy, who had also been reborn, smugly announced she had stolen Janet's Wall Street golden boy fiancé, Jax Adler.
"You're going to marry that paralyzed monster," Kandy spat, gloating that she would build a billionaire dynasty with Jax while Janet wiped drool off a rotting corpse. Kandy expected Janet to have a complete mental collapse, completely unaware that Gaylord's own medical team was secretly injecting him with lethal neurotoxins to finish him off.
But Janet only felt a cold, clinical pity. Kandy's "prophetic" memories were a polluted lie. Jax was actually sterile and dying of irreversible kidney failure, while Gaylord wasn't a dying freak—he was a dormant god whose body was merely in a high-dimensional hibernation. Why would Janet mourn losing a doomed fraud?
Leaving her delusional cousin behind, Janet packed her bags and headed straight to Gaylord's maximum-security military cell. She physically tackled his corrupt doctor, drove three bio-electric silver needles into the crippled king's spine to awaken his deadened nerves, and looked him dead in his glacial blue eye.
"Sign the marriage contract," Janet whispered. "I will make you walk again, and we will take back everything."
9.0
Eileen woke up in a trashed hotel room, her head pounding with the pathetic memories of a despised Hollywood actress.
Outside the window, paparazzi were already screaming about her manufactured cheating scandal, but the real nightmare was waiting at her door.
Her paralyzed, billionaire husband, Carlisle Vinson, looked at her with pure disgust while his butler shoved a divorce settlement at her chest.
"Mr. Vinson is offering a severance package of fifty million dollars, provided you sign immediately and vacate the premises."
The original owner had left her an absolute mess.
Her trusted assistant had sold her room number to the press to frame her, and a playboy had scammed her out of her entire two million dollar life savings.
If she signed those papers and lost the Vinson family's protection, the breach of contract fees and her enemies in the industry would swallow her alive in days.
Eileen felt a cold fury override the original owner's lingering panic.
Why should she take the fall and be thrown out on the streets while the parasites who set her up lived out their wealthy fantasies?
She had died once, and she wasn't about to waste her second chance playing the victim.
Eileen slammed the heavy divorce folder shut right against the butler's chest.
"I'm not signing," she said with a terrifying, absolute calm.
She stepped behind her husband's wheelchair, ready to shield him from the cameras, secretly cure his dead legs, and make everyone who betrayed her bleed.
9.5
How far are you willing to go for your family's company?
Eloise Jane Lopez is the one true child of the Lopezes, and due to her sick father's wish, she needs to marry a man she doesn't know to keep the company her parents manage in order. And the man she will marry is none other than Cosmo Dominguez, a multi-billionaire, whose supposed fiancée was Eloise's step-sister but got pregnant, leaving Eloise with no choice but to be the substitute bride.
After the wedding, Cosmo laid out another agreement with Eloise, that the marriage would only be temporary, and that they would have to separate after two years.
Can they uphold the signed agreement until the end, or can they stop the feelings forming between them?