How I Ended Up Married to the Villain Omega

Dashiel Nilsson was a forty-eight-year-old corporate titan who had never taken a day off in his life. So when he collapsed at his desk at four in the morning and woke up in the body of a twenty-seven-year-old alpha aristocrat inside an omegaverse novel his teenage niece had been reading, "overwhelmed" didn't begin to cover it.

Worse still, his new identity came with a husband — the novel's villain.

Amir Richter, eighteen, a supermodel omega with a face like a painting and a temper to match, wanted nothing to do with the alpha who'd bought him from his own family. He'd been prepared for the worst on his wedding night. What he hadn't been prepared for was Dashiel simply... walking away. No demands. No threats. No claiming.

Just a middle-aged workaholic's soul trapped in a young alpha's body, trying to figure out how pheromones work and why the beautiful omega sobbing on the other side of the locked door smelled like his mother's garden.

As Dashiel navigates a world of rigid alpha-omega hierarchies, noble politics, and biological instincts he barely understands, he makes a quiet decision: he will not be the monster the original Dashiel was written to be. He'll protect the omega he's been bound to — even if Amir would rather claw his eyes out than accept his help.

But the novel's plot has other plans. Obsessive alphas, scheming in-laws, buried family secrets, and a bond neither of them asked for will force Dashiel and Amir to confront a question far more dangerous than any villain:

What happens when the marriage that was supposed to ruin them both turns out to be the one thing neither of them can live without?

At My Boss's Mercy

She signed what she thought was an employment contract. It was a marriage certificate.

Damares Reese is twenty-six, broke, and running from parents who never let her forget the size of her body. When her best friend lands her a dream job as executive assistant to Derek Marville — the ruthless, impossibly gorgeous CEO of a century-old cognac empire — she signs on the dotted line without reading the fine print.

Big mistake.

The contract isn't for employment. It's for marriage. And buried in the clauses is a deadline: conceive an heir within six months, or pay five million dollars she'll never have.

Derek Marville doesn't do love. He buried that the day he buried his wife nine years ago. Now, with a family clause threatening to hand his empire to his cocaine-fueled twin siblings, he needs an heir — fast. Damares was supposed to be a means to an end. A temporary arrangement. A body to carry his legacy.

But she fights back. She bites when cornered. She looks at him like she wants to kill him and kiss him in the same breath. And every curve of her body — the body the world told her to hide — sets him on fire in ways he swore he'd never feel again.

What starts as a trap becomes an obsession. What starts as an obsession becomes something neither of them planned for.

Because Damares isn't just carrying his heir. She's dismantling every wall he built around his heart. And Derek isn't just her captor anymore. He's the first man who ever looked at all of her — every inch, every pound, every scar — and wanted more.

Two New Bosses for Cass

She's mopping floors and cleaning offices. She's not supposed to catch the attention of the owners.

But Theo and Liam Henssen aren't just billionaire doctors and twin brothers. They're two men who share everything — including the woman they love. And from the moment Cass faints in their hallway, hungry, homeless, and hiding secrets she can barely hold together, neither brother can look away.

Theo is calm, patient, and impossibly tender. Liam is fierce, guarded, and hiding a darkness that could swallow them all. Together, they've built walls around a grief no one else knows about. But Cass is slipping through every crack.

She tells herself she can't fall for her bosses. Definitely not both of them. Definitely not at the same time.

She's wrong.

As their worlds collide, Cass discovers that the men offering her everything carry scars as deep as her own — and that the family she escaped will stop at nothing to drag her back down.