Accidental Bride

Caster Valley, Kansas, is a small peaceful town where nothing stays a secret for long. Where no paranormal phenomena ever happen. And it's the last place any murders ever happen. At least, that's what some of the townsfolk thought. Weston Brooks doesn't know what to believe. On his eighteenth birthday, strange unbelievable things begin to happen. Not only is his family in shambles, but the magic powers he was born with are out of control which divides them even more so after an accidental mishap that leads him to run away only for him to wind up at his best friend's house, who he has a crush on. Unfortunately, the bad luck he constantly has is only getting worse because his best friend's mother places a curse on them to never interact romantically without disastrous consequences happening. Now, with his misfortunes, he also begins to see a strange ghostly truck. At first, he ignores it. But then one day, he gets the courage to follow it. But that might have been his biggest mistake... Or maybe it was his fate. Being led to the bridge where he finds a black truck, the same black truck he's been seeing is at the bottom of the cliff by the bridge, and inside is the dead body of Barry Bloomsdale--a person everyone in town knows. Now, he gets thrown into a deep mystery and must solve the case with the help of the police chief's son and his cousin as well as a mysterious black cat that insists she's there to protect him. As they investigate, what they learn just might frighten Weston.

On our wedding day, she didn't say "I do." She toasted my health, slid a poisoned needle into my goblet, and watched me choke on my own blood. My last sight was her stepping over my body into the arms of the man who bought her. I thought that was the end. I was wrong. I woke up in the Valerian Empire as Cale von Valerius—a discarded, "crippled" Third Prince who everyone expects to die quietly in a corner. But at the Imperial Welcome Banquet, she walked through the doors. Same face. Same voice. Same cruel beauty. Now, she’s Lady Evelyn, the newly betrothed bride of my ruthless older brother, the Crown Prince. She doesn't remember the blood on her hands or the altar where I died. She thinks I’m just a harmless, coughing prince with one foot in the grave. Let her think that. I’ll let her walk down the aisle again—right into the trap I’m building underneath her feet.

Andrew Chappatti is nothing. To the Ciaro family, Boston's most powerful crime dynasty, he's a nameless handyman who fixes electronics and keeps his head down. Married to the don's favorite daughter, Emilia, as a dying wish, he's spent two years as an invisible, unconsummated husband. A joke. A pauper. A nobody. But when the city's most dangerous drug lord, Lesner, crashes Mrs. Ciaro's birthday party and claims Emilia as his bride, Andrew does something no one expects: he stands up and calls her his wife. Humiliated and broken, Andrew runs into the night. That's when the black SUVs arrive. Dragged to a hidden mansion, Andrew discovers the truth his father died to protect: he's not a handyman. He's the heir to the Chappatti Cartel, the most feared criminal empire the world has ever seen. And tonight, a hundred men in red bow to him as their leader. Lesner thinks he's taking Emilia in three days. He doesn't know who he's dealing with. The underrated son-in-law is about to become the most dangerous man in Boston. ---

In the heart of Manhattan, Levi Sheldon lives a life of desperation as a poor employee at Grit n Gold jewelries, berated by his boss and mocked by coworkers. To the world, he is a baboon with two legs who cannot process a clerical invoice. Yet Levi hides two secrets: he is a former mafia lord of the Eastern Front who vanished years ago and he suffers from Prosopagnosia, neurological disorder that prevents him from recognizing faces. His personal life is fractured. His wife, Jennifer ,carries on an affair with Major Maurice Langre, serves Levi divorce papers, slaps him and brands him pathetic. Retribution begins with fate. Levi is visited by his former second-in-command, Benjamin Freeman, bearing a message from Baron Cendre and a legendary gift: Adolf Hitler’s ivory-handled pistol. An accidental briefcase swap at a liaison office transfers $990,491,822,041.42 in sovereign bonds and 984 gold bars into Levi’s name. Now a hidden trillionaire and the Almighty Mafia Lord once more, Levi travels to Germany to reclaim command of the Eastern Front, shocking General Griggs and humiliating Jennifer and Maurice. Assigned an extraction mission to rescue Deborita, Hogano’s wife, from the Bonanno and Gambino cartels, Levi’s tactical genius outshines the military elite. His face-blindness becomes a weakness. At a high-society party, Jennifer exploits his condition, posing as Emilia Yugoslav and tricks him into revealing diversion tactics. The mission erupts into truths. Deborita confesses she was never kidnapped but fled after Hogano poisoned their son. Emilia Yugoslav is exposed as a traitor and cartel partner. Captured in a cell with acid-coated bars, Levi learns Jennifer has abandoned Maurice for Mafia Lord Hector Moreau. Trapped in betrayal, Levi must escape a fortress owned by the woman he once loved. Power, vengeance and survival collide, Levi prepares his ruthless return home.

A mistake. A stain on the family name. *** Those were the labels Adrian Cross grew up with. His mother slipped into a coma the day he decided to leave it all behind. Though she had always placed his stepbrother above him, Adrian stayed for her. Enduring the elites’ humiliation and his father’s cruelty, Adrian gave up his secret identity to fulfil his filial duty. Then he was thrust into a bride selection deal, earning the elites’ uproar. Badly beaten, Adrian accidentally rescued a game company mogul who willed his company to him. Reeling from everything, Adrian raced to his mother’s side and found she was awake. His two years of effort reduced to scorn, Adrian’s resolve to finally cut ties with the Cross family was stronger than ever. His status-conscious family had no intention of letting that happen, though. They thought they had him right where they needed him, but Adrian levelled up the game. The Phantom is back. The Spider Network reactivated. As the elites scramble to know and recruit the same man they sneer at, everything they thought they controlled begin to unravel, and beside him, a phoenix stands to burn their world to ashes.

Ethan Moore spent ten years being the perfect husband. He worked sixteen hour shifts so his wife Claire could carry designer bags. He paid off his mother in law's credit card debt four times. He covered his brother in law's DUI lawyers, his daughter's private school tuition, and every vacation, every spa trip, every brunch bill that his family racked up without ever once saying thank you. And when he lay dying in a hospital bed with three cracked ribs and a punctured lung, not one of them held his hand. "I called the insurance company this morning. The payout is $750,000, but with the accidental clause, it bumps to 1.2 million." His wife crossed her legs and scrolled through her phone without looking at him once. "What about the stock options from his company? Those vest on death, don't they?" His mother in law leaned against the doorframe with her arms folded. And then his daughter, the girl he carried on his shoulders at county fairs, the girl he stayed up with during thunderstorms, looked up from her phone and said the words that stopped his heart. "You know he's not even my real dad, right? I just want to know if I still get stuff. I really need a new phone." He woke up three years in the past with every memory of his deathbed burned into his brain and a system that returned every dollar he spent tenfold. The man who once apologized to a waiter for sending back cold soup now buys $400,000 suits without blinking. The man who skipped his own father's funeral because his wife said they couldn't afford the flight now carries $20 million in his back pocket. The pushover is dead. And the people who killed him don't even know he's coming.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

Fairytales had it, "The princess kissed the frog and the ugly creature magically became a handsome prince." But what if the frog prince's curse can't be broken even with the true love's kiss? Meet Prince Ling, the crown prince of Earth Kingdom within the realm of the shapeshifters. He is not only known for his social status, luxurious clothes, and good looks but also for being a great Casanova. Who would have thought that this handsome prince has actually an ugly real form of a frog? This is the darkest secret that the Earth Kingdom holds up to this day. Will the ladies that fell head over heels for him laugh or cry out of despair? That matter aside, Prince Ling's coming of age is just around the corner yet his father is still hesitant of passing the authority to him. You might ask, what's been holding his majesty back? Well, it's Prince Ling himself. He's a troublemaker, cannot sympathize with his fellow citizens, and lacks the maturity and ability to lead. Little did he know, there's another thing that's holding his father back from ascending him to the throne - he's bound to die on his 21st birthday. The crowned prince's everyday life changed when he met the third princess of Water Kingdom when he was out for "bride hunting". Their fates got intertwined with each other, and the secrets of the past are slowly appearing on the surface. Will meeting the third princess of Water Kingdom help prevent the destined tribulation to be set upon Prince Ling?

Harry Solomon thought his wedding day would finally prove his worth to his family. Instead, he stood alone at the altar while his bride rushed to his brother's hospital bedside. "Where the hell are you?" Mona's voice cut through the phone like ice. "Frank is in the hospital and you're nowhere to be found!" "I'm at the church! It's our wedding day, Mona!" Harry's voice cracked with desperation. "It's just a wedding—delaying it doesn't matter, but Frank's condition can't wait!" For twenty-four years, Harry had been the forgotten son—the one who disappeared as a child, the one who returned to find his place taken by his "perfect" brother Frank. Every achievement stolen, every relationship destroyed, every moment of happiness crushed under the weight of a family that never wanted him back. But when Frank's "dying wish" becomes marrying Harry's fiancée, and the family demands Harry sacrifice his very heart to save his brother, Harry discovers the ultimate betrayal: it's all been a lie. "You want my heart?" Harry's voice turned cold. "Don't you realize that would kill me too?" "Frank needs that heart more than you do," his father replied without hesitation. Bleeding out in a warehouse, abandoned by everyone he'd tried to love, Harry makes a desperate wish on a shooting star. When he wakes up six years in the past, he has one chance to rewrite his story—and this time, he's done being the family sacrifice. Sometimes the only way to save yourself is to lose everything.

Ethan Morrison spent eighteen years believing that if he loved harder, sacrificed more, and endured in silence, his family would finally accept him. Instead, the day he awakened his legendary bloodline, his parents forced him to his knees. "You don't deserve that power," his father spat. When Ethan refused to surrender his future to his favored brother, twenty brutal lashes tore his back open until he collapsed in a pool of his own blood. Locked inside a cold basement and abandoned to die, he clung to the only person he thought would save him. His fiancée. Instead, she drugged him, stole his bloodline for another man, and watched without remorse as his brother claimed everything that should have been his. "You'll understand one day," she whispered. No. She would be the one forced to understand. Cast aside as a powerless nobody, Ethan is offered a marriage no one wants—a union with Serena Clarke, the beautiful Virgin Priestess cursed to remain in an endless coma. To everyone else, she is nothing more than a burden. But fate had other plans. The moment Ethan touched his new bride, an ancient True Dragon awakened within him, while Serena's legendary True Phoenix Body answered his call. Together, they unlocked a power that could shake the world. The discarded son became the heir of legends. The broken man became the strongest Dragon. And the woman who betrayed him? She can only watch in regret as Ethan marries into her own family... becoming her aunt's husband, the very man she once abandoned. He is now her uncle. "They whipped me because they thought I was weak," Ethan said, his dragon aura shaking the heavens. "Now they'll kneel because they finally know who I am."