Age Gap

“Who are you?” I asked, confused. “The fiancé… of the girl who’s cheating on me with your fiancé.” On the day of my forced wedding, the last thing I expected was a stranger showing up with a claim like that. But when he realized I was being married off against my will, things took an unexpected turn. He gave me a choice — offering me both shelter and revenge. What I didn’t expect was that our union was already the ultimate act of vengeance. Because this stranger had just taken the prized bride from the enemy of his family.

What danger comes with the crazy idea of leaving your world and going to a magical one? Plenty. For example, you might become a student again at twenty-three, gain incredible power, and seduce the most unattainable professor. And the fact that she was lucky enough to be accepted into the best magical academy in Vellania doesn’t guarantee her luck will continue. But Felicia is full of optimism and eager to find out what fate has prepared for her in this new world. Only... what if this world isn’t as good as it seems to her?

I was left on the street without money or a job two days before the start of the school year. And that's when it all began. A hotel with criminal secrets, in which my stepfather Stas is somehow involved. And then a rude professor from “Media Management” decided to drag me into his spy games! Now I have to endure his bullying not only at university, but also every day at work at “Oreal”!

The healer came to serve. She did not expect to save king's life her first day or nearly lose her own. In a court ruled by secrets, each favor comes at a price. The king’s reward is generous, but what will he do when the quiet healer past begins to unravel… and her truth proves more dangerous than treason?

— Get out, — he says firmly, surprising everyone. I instantly flush. Lowering my gaze, I slowly make my way to the door. — I’m a little busy, — I dare to look at his angry face. — Come with me, — he turns and heads to the office. I have no choice. I follow him as if it’s a punishment. — Why didn’t you say? — he asks directly as the door closes behind me. — I wanted to, but... I didn’t dare, — I exhale with a creak. — Does it even matter? — I mumble, staring at the floor. — Does it matter? Are you serious?! — I’ve never heard so much anger in his voice. — Sorry... about that, — I feel moisture in my eyes. — This meeting shouldn’t have happened. You were right, we’ll both regret it. — I don’t regret it. — Because you have no feelings. — Sasha, — he breathes out in shock. We had an agreemen

"You want me to pretend to be your wife?" Kira wasn’t just surprised — she was downright shocked by what she heard. "And you want me to actually, I mean officially, marry you?" "Exactly," Timur confirmed. "You'll be my legal wife for a while. Then, when we return to Ukraine, we'll get divorced and go our separate ways." "And what makes you think I’d be interested in this? That I’d agree to take part in your little scheme? Don’t you have anyone else to ask?" "Your help won’t be for free," Timur quickly assured her, following Kira back to his car. "The hotel I’ll build in your town will be yours. And I’ll pay off all your uncle’s debts so he can keep his position as mayor. He’s counting on you to be reasonable."

She is at the party, smiling with all the flirtatious charm that eighteen-year-old girls possess and the confidence that comes from wearing a red dress that fits her like a glove, while sipping her non-alcoholic Shirley Temple, just as the rules dictate for good girls. He is starting to feel the effects of jet lag and the weight of running an empire at twenty-seven; his tailored tuxedo makes every woman turn to look at him, fascinated. Their eyes meet, and he realizes that leaving two years ago didn’t help at all—because the temptation hasn’t vanished. It has only become irresistible… and now it wears heels.

She was running from her past. He — never let go of his. When Yesenia found herself under a stranger’s roof, she did not yet know that the greatest danger was not the outside world, but those who could see straight through her. Mano never asks questions. But his silence is a mirror where hiding is impossible. Every glance, every quiet presence of his is a challenge — one almost impossible to resist. A dark tale of a love stronger than fear. A story of two souls slowly, inexorably orbiting each other — until it becomes too late to escape.

It all starts with a party. Another night, another shift, just routine for Felicia, a waitress used to blending into the background. But after that night, the shadows seem to follow her, and stepping outside feels… wrong. A chance encounter pulls her into a world where regret is a weakness and monsters don’t always hide their teeth. “So… is this your usual thing? Kidnapping unconscious girls?” “Let me think,” he said, furrowing his brow. “You’re number ten tonight. I’m falling behind. Need two more.” His voice dripped with mock despair, and as he sighed and looked away, it was as if her fear didn’t even register.

Kathia doesn’t forget her past—much less forgive. That’s why she’s determined to seek revenge. She’ll do whatever it takes to make the man who destroyed her life pay, even if it means staining her hands with blood. A game of seduction, a wedding, and one night—that’s all she needs to fulfill the promise she made years ago. Her mistake is believing that killing the most powerful mafia boss alive would be easy. When she thinks she’s succeeded, she runs—carrying a devastating secret. What she doesn’t know is that the baby growing inside her will be the only thing that saves her from Logan Klein’s wrath

Igor has everything a man his age could want: a successful business, a luxurious home, and a fiancée who looks like she stepped off the cover of a magazine. But his old friend, who once saved Igor's life, informs him that it is time to repay the debt and asks him to take care of his daughter. A wild red-haired girl bursts into Igor's life and destroys everything in an instant. However... was he really happy before he met her? And if not, can he change anything now?