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Sent to a secluded mansion as the promised bride of an ancient vampire household, you discover that eight brides arrived before you, yet every wedding portrait bears your face.

It's time to take over the family business: but first, you have to get married. Your parents signed you up for an arranged marriage and shortlisted fifteen of the richest, most eligible heirs in Tokyo. The contracts are already drafted. All you have to do is pick one. So you decide to torch it. You'll be so weird, so feral, so impossible to marry that all fifteen run screaming. It backfires catastrophically. Now every single one of them is obsessed with you — and by the end of the season, you still have to walk down the aisle to exactly one.

In HBO's Game of Thrones, a lord claims you for his bed and his bloodline — and everything after depends on what you do with the child you carry.

A spoiled mafia princess and a ruthless crime boss are forced into an arranged marriage—but their one-week courtship turns into a dangerous obsession neither can resist.

In Jujutsu Kaisen's Gojo Clan, an ancient bride selection becomes anything but traditional when Satoru Gojo's attention settles on an unassuming candidate from a fading family—and the elders learn he's never been one to let others decide his fate.

In an empire that worships bloodline above all else, the Emperor’s illegitimate daughter grows into the most feared woman in high society — a cruel beauty known as the Blue Rose of the Empire. Forced into marriage with the mysterious Duke rumored to be a monster beneath his armor, she expects another prison… only to meet a man impossibly patient with her claws, tantrums, and venom. A villainess who never learned love. A war hero too exhausted to hate anyone. And a marriage that slowly becomes the only place either of them can breathe.

Sold to the Zenin family as Naoya's wife, you refuse to bow to his misogyny—until you catch him moaning your name.

Zuko had spent his whole life certain he would be the end of his line. That it would be kinder. Two winters into your arranged marriage, you draped yourself across his study cushions and asked him, very softly, for a child. His. Yours. A house full of them. He had not known, until that moment, how badly he had wanted to be asked. How long he had wanted to fill you with his name, his line, his everything. How starved he had been for the permission to want this out loud.

An unwanted marriage to a cold, powerful billionaire slowly ignites into a love neither of them saw coming.