Flash Marriage Novels

Mafia

One wardrobe malfunction. Two people who don't belong together. Three awful "Be my wife." Everyone else is at this party to marry the host. I'm only here until I can get a ride home. When my dress rips in the world's worst-timed wardrobe malfunction, I go find somewhere quiet to fix it. So I'm sta

Mafia

I walked in on my fiancé sleeping with my maid of honor... On the day of our wedding. I did what anyone would do: Threw my ring in his face and found somewhere quiet to cry. But then something else happened. Something unexpected. In that quiet place... Someone found me. Anton Stepanov is like som

Billionaires

Waking up from an emergency appendectomy, Ana reached for her phone, expecting a comforting text from her boyfriend of three years. Instead, a trending video popped up, showing him passionately kissing her stepsister on an Aspen balcony. "She's just my assistant. Efficient, but boring. She'll get ov

Romance

To save her family from a crushing financial crisis, Alaina Carney signed a one-year contract marriage with the cold, untouchable billionaire, Alaric Wynn. But her toxic ex-boyfriend, Damian Horton—the very man who engineered her family's ruin—refused to let her move on. When Damian discovered Ala

Romance

Josie sat in City Hall in her white designer dress, waiting to sign the papers that would finally make her Mrs. Austin Montgomery. But at 10:20 AM, the billionaire heir called to cancel their wedding. The reason? His fragile female friend, Ivey, had sprained her ankle in a minor accident. Austin a

Romance

I was carefully folding a new silk nightgown, ready to fly to New York and surprise my fiancé of several years, Donald. Then my phone pinged with a photo from my stepsister, Cindy. It was a high-resolution image of her and Donald, tangled together naked on messy bedsheets. On his arm was the one-o

Romance

I sat alone at the upscale restaurant for an hour, waiting to finalize the details of my engagement party. Then, my fiancé's assistant called to tell me Earl wasn't coming. My stepsister, Molly, had suffered another perfectly timed "emergency," and Earl was at the hospital holding her hand. This was