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Clarity Coast Omegaverse

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What do you do when your sister’s getting married and your ex is the best man? 

 

Being dumped sucks. Being dumped after four years and getting kicked out of the house? That sucks more.

 

Sadly, I can’t avoid him forever. Not when he’s the best man in my sister’s wedding. But like hell am I facing him alone. 


So how can a painfully single Omega get out of this mess? Not a clue, but I’ll tell you what not to do. Ready? 

 

Don’t hire a pack of male escorts to take you to the wedding. If you do, you can’t sleep with them. No matter how incredible they smell or how well they treat you. 

 

Definitely don’t let them take care of you, and don’t let them show you pleasure you’ve never had before. 

 

And you absolutely cannot, under any circumstances, fall in love with them. They’re not yours.

 

Because when everything is said and done, this is just pretend… right?

Content Warnings: Emotional negligence (domestic, from ex), mistreatment (by ex), somnophilia, primal/CNC, erotic asphyxiation, recreational drug use (cannabis), minor violence (in defense of heroine)

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Three billionaire Alphas. A marriage of convenience. What can possibly go wrong?

 

Being an Omega is incredible. Being a fat Omega no one wants? Not so much.

But I don’t need to be wanted, I only need to survive. There’s five years left until I get my trust fund, and I can put my toxic, abusive, fatphobic family in my rearview mirror.

 

That’s my plan, and I’m sticking to it—until three Alphas offer my family a deal.

 

Three Alphas who are ridiculously rich, scorchingly hot, and claim they need me. For one year.

 

The deal: Marry them for one year to help save their company, and I walk away with my trust and my freedom. Simple. Easy. I don’t even blink before I sign on the dotted line.

 

I thought it was just a marriage of convenience and nothing more. I didn’t count on my husbands caring about me. Protecting me. Craving me. Seducing Me. Making me feel things I never have before.

 

Now a year doesn’t feel like long enough. But that’s what we agreed. One year, and we all walk away.

 

All good things come to an end. I just hope I can keep my heart from breaking when it does.

Content Warnings: Emotional Abuse (from family), Mental Abuse (from family), Physical Abuse (from family), Verbal abuse (from family), severe fat phobia

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