
Substitute Bride Of The Crippled Billionaire
MOONLIGHT BLUE · Ongoing · 225.2k Words
Introduction
Logan Brown, the dream lover of every woman in H city, was rich, handsome and incredibly powerful and most of all, he was Emma's fiance.
But because of an accident that happened two years ago which caused his disability, Emma refused to marry him and made Elena the scapegoat.
After that one-night stand, Elena was forced to become the substitute bride and marry the crippled Logan Brown in exchange for work capital for her family.
But just when she thought she was hopeless, she seemed to find Logan different from what rumors said.
Chapter 1
“Miss Elena, kindly sign this paper then you can take your order.” the delivery man said as he handed a paper and a pen to her.
With a smile on her face, Elena took the paper and signed it after which she took the product from the delivery man.
“Have a nice day Miss Elena.” The delivery man went back into his car and drove away.
Elena walked back into the house, opened the item she had ordered, and took a glance at it. It was a necklace and cardigan that she bought for Jeremy, her boyfriend of three years now.
It was during her freshman at the university that she met Jeremy and It was a love at first sight. Ever since her encounter with him, she had secretly loved him and wished she could be his girlfriend.
Jeremy was the most popular man at the university and the dream of all the girls, and Elena knew he would not just pick her as his girlfriend when there were other girls more beautiful than her. So she only focused on her studies while secretly admiring him.
However, it was during her best friend’s party that Jeremy walked up to her she told her his feelings and they began to date.
Fast forward to three years now, and it was still a miracle how Jeremy proposed to her and she gladly accepted to marry him.
…
After getting ready in a pink gown, Elena glanced at herself in the mirror and saw how beautiful she was looking.
What a stunner.
Her snow-white skin looked smooth and delicate under the shining light and her clear eyes were so enchanting that they could pull people at first glance. Her lips are so gorgeous that a man would love to kiss them.
Elena looked at her perfect appearance in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.
Squeezing the room key in her hand, Elena took the gifts walked inside her car, and drove away. On her way, she tried calling Jeremy to tell him that she was coming to visit him, but there was no answer from him.
After dialing his number more than five times, Elena concluded that he could be busy which was why he did not pick up her call, so it was more like a surprise to him.
When she got to the hotel room, Elena used her key to open his hotel door after which she went inside.
The first thing Elena saw when she entered inside was that the room was covered with clothes from a man and woman, and Elena slowly opened the door.
Every step was painful as if she was walking on a blade!
Inside, a man and woman embraced passionately, naked and unaware of her arrival. That man caressed her body gently and left so many kisses on her breast. She couldn't help moaning and put her arms around his neck.
"Jeremy, I don't want to marry that cripple. I just want to be with you. There came the woman's charming voice.
"Don't be afraid, sweetie. I won't let you go!" Jeremy grinned evilly, "You are with me now. How can you think of another man?"
Their familiar voices made Elena furious because she could tell that man was her fiancé and the other was her sister.
"Jeremy! What are you doing?" She shouted, and her eyes were full of grief, "How can you do this to me?"
"Elena!" Emma screamed. Seeing Elena, she hurriedly pushed Jeremy away.
Jeremy was startled, picking up the clothes and covering Emma's body. Then, he put on his pants as if nothing serious happened.
"Emma, what are you doing? That's Jeremy! My fiancé. How can you.." She closed her eyes, unable to believe what she saw.
Emma put on her clothes. She got up, and took her hand with her eyes full of guilt, "Elena, I'm sorry, we truly love each other.
Elena threw off her hand and said, "If you truly love each other, what about me?"
"Elena, don't flatter yourself! You know I love Emma all through!" Jeremy tenderly embraced Emma. Thinking of the man whom Emma would marry, Jeremy turned around to look at Elena with hatred, "You're from the Bush family too. Why does Emma have to suffer instead of you!"
"So what?" Tears already blurred Elena's eyes. She spoke slowly with a last shred of hope, "Jeremy, have you ever loved me?" Even if a little...
"Do you think you can compare with Emma? How can you ever compare with her?" Jeremy, who was always gentle, showed a brutal look.
Elena's nails were dug deep in her palms, very painful, but not as painful as the bleeding wound on her betrayed heart!
"Elena, please help me. That man is next door. As long as you marry him, Jeremy and I can be happy!" Emma said urgently as if her request was proper.
Elena finally understood her intention. She could no longer control her anger, raised her hand, and slapped her, "Do you want me to help you be together with each other? You must be daydreaming! I will never sacrifice for your love!"
Jeremy's eyes were full of hatred. He grabbed her hand and said, "Elena, you don't have a choice. If you don't marry, then Emma has to. I can't see her being with somebody else and I can't let her suffer!"
"What.." Elena turned around, and before she could move, the pungent smell ran to her nose at once. Her head was hurting with confusion. And her body lost strength, collapsing to the floor.
As she passed out, she vaguely heard Jeremy's voice, "Elena, don't blame us. You'll have to blame your fate."
The ruthless and decisive words made the last hope in her heart shatter into smoke...
Her headache was so hard that she almost felt her head was going to explode.
Elena rubbed her head and woke up. The first thing she could see was darkness, and she felt the soft mattress beneath her, making her wonder where she was.
It seemed that someone was on the other side of the bed, moving slowly to her and pressing her on the bed. She could vaguely see a pair of bright obsidian eyes.
"Who are you!" Elena shouted, only to be interrupted by the man.
He said in a low voice, "Isn't this what you want in the first place? Why can't I?"
She remembered this voice! It was Logan Brown, the man whom Emma was going to marry!
"Wait, I'm not..." She tried to explain and the man pressed on her again...
Logan tore off the bath towel around his waist and pressed against Elena with his torso. "Little kitty, let's have some fun."
His thin lips found its way on Elena’s neck and as his lips repeatedly brushed against her neck, his sensuous breath around her ear aroused her at the same time.
Elena then lifted her chin and her hand on Logan’s chest suddenly tightened. The stiffness in her breath was spicing up the sensuality between them both.
Logan’s lips were glued to Elena’s's alcohol-tasting ones; his demeanor was dominant and rough.
One followed by another, the kiss became more intense and passionate.
His sweet tongue pried open her pearly teeth before it swept in as if he wanted to take in all of her womanly fragrance.
Logan then undressed Elena with unhurried gestures which made an already-weak Elena even more lost in herself.
The delicate dance between the two filled the room with a lingering redolence.
"You're such a temptress!"
Elena was on the verge of succumbing to the teasing. Coupled with Logan’s relentless assault on her sanity, she felt as if there was a fire inside of her threatening to consume her!
Her hand slowly slid off Logan's back as she flipped on top to sit on him. Her tender lips widened and closed seductively as she gasped for breath.
"I'm sorry, I can't take it anymore..."
Logan narrowed his eyes as he could no longer hold back.
Simply said, at that moment, Logan needed the woman in front of him.
It became even harder for Elena to resist herself after Logan's tease. With that, she knitted her brows tightly as she moved her body to be even more in sync with him, helping him in his pursuit without any hesitation.
He held onto Elena's tiny waist lightly with one hand to guide her.
Before Elena could understand what had transpired, a certain secret garden that yearned to be furnished was instantly filled in the next moment.
The tilled soil in the garden was filled with seeds of exquisite flora before it was covered with more soils, filling it to the brim which gave people a sense of satisfaction.
After a chaotic battle— Elena collapsed powerlessly on his torso before she was flipped around under him.
"Woman, do you think I'm finished? After you picked this fight?"
Logan ignored Elena’s savage struggle as he continued his onslaught without stopping himself.
Due to the pain, Elena immediately regained consciousness from her weak state. Seeing the stranger on top of her, she panicked.
"Aah! Who are you! What are you doing?! Get off of
me!"
Logan grabbed Elena’s pounding arm, but his lower-body movement sped up as he lowered his head and suckled on her glory.
Elena was powerless against the barrage, and since she was no longer lubricated, she was in pain.
Under Logan’s continuous invasions, Elena could no longer endure the assault and she finally blacked out...
Last Chapters
#201 Chapter 201
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#200 Chapter 200
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#199 Chapter 199
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#198 Chapter 198
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#197 Chapter 197
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#196 Chapter 196
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#195 Chapter 195
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#194 Chapter 194
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#193 Chapter 193
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#192 Chapter 192
Last Updated: 3/3/2025
You Might Like 😍
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
Omega Bound
Thane Knight is the alpha of the Midnight Pack of the La Plata Mountain Range, the largest wolf shifter pack in the world. He is an alpha by day and hunts the shifter trafficking ring with his group of mercenaries by night. His hunt for vengeance leads to one raid that changes his life.
Tropes:
Touch her and die/Slow burn romance/Fated Mates/Found family twist/Close circle betrayal/Cinnamon roll for only her/Traumatized heroine/Rare wolf/Hidden powers/Knotting/Nesting/Heats/Luna/Attempted assassination
The Prison Project
Can love tame the untouchable? Or will it only fuel the fire and cause chaos amongst the inmates?
Fresh out of high school and suffocating in her dead-end hometown, Margot longs for her escape. Her reckless best friend, Cara, thinks she's found the perfect way out for them both - The Prisoner Project - a controversial program offering a life-changing sum of money in exchange for time spent with maximum-security inmates.
Without hesitation, Cara rushes to sign them up.
Their reward? A one-way ticket into the depths of a prison ruled by gang leaders, mob bosses, and men the guards wouldn't even dare to cross...
At the centre of it all, meets Coban Santorelli - a man colder than ice, darker than midnight, and as deadly as the fire that fuels his inner rage. He knows that the project may very well be his only ticket to freedom - his only ticket to revenge on the one who managed to lock him up and so he must prove that he can learn to love…
Will Margot be the lucky one chosen to help reform him?
Will Coban be capable of bringing something to the table other than just sex?
What starts off as denial may very well grow in to obsession which could then fester in to becoming true love…
A temperamental romance novel.
From Substitute To Queen
Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.
Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.
In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?
From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!
The mafia princess return
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?
Wrong.
One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.
So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.
Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.
Enter him.
Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.
It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.
But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.
And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.
Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.
And now, he’s not letting me go.
The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride
Yet Alexander made his decision clear to the world: “Evelyn is the only woman I will ever marry.”
Invisible To Her Bully
My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate
My drunk stepfather remained indifferent, his weight suffocating, making it hard to breathe as my heart raced.
Suddenly, the door slammed open, and two figures burst in.
"Get off her!" a deafening roar echoed.
I didn't expect the twin brothers who'd bullied me at school to come charging in like gods to save me.
After my grandmother passed, I had to move in with my mom and stepdad, who treated me like a servant. I prayed every day for my 18th birthday to come, so l could leave and escape this broken home.
However, on my first day at my new school, l encountered the legendary twins everyone feared.
To make matters worse, the Moon Goddess revealed they were both my mates!
After helping me out with my stepdad, my twin mate cornered me, played with my hair, and whispered possessively, "You belong to us, our little mate..."
Rise of the Banished She-Wolf
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.
Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.
Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates
When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.
But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.












