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In the vibrant city of Cape Town, South Africa, Aisha and Khalil's lives intersect in a whirlwind of passion and possibility. Aisha, a talented winemaker, is haunted by a painful past and struggles to keep her family's winery afloat. Khalil, a captivating artist, is exploring the streets of Bo-Kaap for inspiration, while hiding his own troubled history as a refugee.

As they meet at a wine tasting in the Cape Winelands, their connection is instant and undeniable. But secrets and fears threaten to derail their budding relationship. Aisha's family pressures her to focus on the winery, while Khalil's nightmares escalate, rooted in his traumatic journey to South Africa.

As they navigate the stunning landscapes of Cape Town, from Table Mountain to the V&A Waterfront, Aisha and Khalil confront their demons and learn to trust each other. When a devastating fire threatens Aisha's winery, Khalil rushes to support her, confronting his fears to save their bond.

"Cape of Dreams" is a romantic tale of love, redemption, and vulnerability. Aisha and Khalil's journey is a testament to the power of love to heal wounds, overcome fears, and create a brighter future. Their story is a captivating blend of South African culture, wine, art, and the beauty of the human heart.

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Emma, a brilliant physicist, dedicates her life to pushing the boundaries of technology in her laboratory, striving to create robots that emulate human emotions and behaviors. Her world is turned upside down when an inexplicable event causes two of her robots to take on the essence of shooting stars. Unbeknownst to Emma, one of these celestial entities is intertwined with her fate—it's the reincarnation of her true love, Charlie.

As Emma navigates this surreal occurrence, she uncovers a gateway to an alternate reality where she can experiment with creating life. In this new world, she discovers Charlie, who has chosen to return to Earth as a robot, longing for the love he has cherished through countless reincarnations.

Together, Emma and Charlie embark on a journey filled with passion, adventure, and self-discovery, fighting against the challenges posed by their drastically different existences. As they battle to unite the digital and real worlds, Emma must confront the question: Can love transcend the boundaries of form and function? In their quest for true love, they will discover the depths of connection, the power of choice, and the eternal bond that has already bound them across time and space.

This novel is inspired by the Chinese Danmei novels, and the romance is between two men. When Jiang Yao first encountered Luo Xiao, the young boy resembled a piece of white paper. He was pure and untainted by the greed and despair of the outside world. Even so, the demon was moving forward, little by little and introducing various colors to this unblemished blank piece of paper, and slowly it turned into the most vivid and breathtaking painting. Luo Xiao's path takes him on a journey across the continent with the purpose of tempering himself through bloodshed and battle. By his side is Jiang Yao, a deadly guardian angel, ready to protect him in times of need, but after understanding the beauty of the diverse world, Luo Xiao is not longer willing to merely be protected and stay away from all approaching dangers. As the vast world allows Luo Xiao to embrace his future, he now aspires to stand at the top of the world alongside the Seventh Demon Prince, fighting to carve a path forward with relentless fierceness, ignoring fatigue and pain.

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?

"Why do you stare at me", I ask, still not looking away from the dancing fish, "because I am captivated by you,", he replies, not missing a beat, "and I am wondering what is going on inside that beautiful but sad mind of yours", before I could control them my eyes find his, "I am thinking, I just lost the most important person in my life, though I am deeply aggrieved by this, I cant help but feel happy when I am with you, as though nothing else matters when you are with me", I say honestly, I find myself again in a stare off with him, my eyes metal, his the magnets, not blinking, nor wavering. I feeling him inching closer to me or am I to him? I can't tell and I don't care, in this moment the air feels electrified drawing us inches from each other.

Penelope Celeste Titania is a 25-year-old mum in a depressing marriage with a café job, Meng Ai Tian is a Chinese actor who has never truly kissed a girl aside from in roles. The two are worlds apart but meet in the most unexpected and unusual of circumstances, starting a series of vivid dreams, that neither can easily escape.

It was a rainy night, and I was running wildly down the road, with that man behind me chasing relentlessly, a malicious grin on his face. Desperately searching for a safe haven, the lit-up bookstore not far ahead seemed to be my only glimmer of hope.
But I tripped. I tried to scramble back to my feet quickly, yet the rain and the slippery ground sent me crashing down again. A sharp pain shot through my knees, while the sound of footsteps behind me grew louder and louder. I frantically reached out to grab the gravel in the muddy water; my fingertips had just brushed against a sharp-edged stone when a low sigh echoed in my ear: "You can't run away."
I turned my head to look. He was already standing right in front of me, rainwater dripping down his distorted face, his eyes glinting with a crazy and cruel light. He slowly knelt down, one hand clamping my chin tightly to force me to meet his gaze, and a blood-curdling laugh escaped his lips: "I've finally got you tonight. You will be mine forever."
Will Claire survive? And will she successfully escape the attacker's assault?
This is a novel of extraordinary imagination—step in and seek the thrill and the answer.

She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.

In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.

Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual energy, bending it to her will. It’s intoxicating, addictive… and feared.

Enter Ryder Cornwall — cold, untouchable, and loyal only to the Coven. He’s assigned to protect her. But from the moment he tastes her magic, he wants more. Her scent drives him mad. Her secrets haunt him. And her body? It might just ruin him.

As their chemistry erupts into obsession, enemies close in. Katalim’s past is darker than anyone imagined. And Ryder must decide — break every rule for her, or watch her be claimed by a monster from the shadows.

Twisted Fate is paranormal erotica at its most wicked—dripping with forbidden heat, dangerous magic, and a love so intense it might destroy them both. It is perfect for readers who like their vampires dominant, their witches dangerous, and their romances deliciously dirty.

She was the girl he saved.
Now, she's the woman who refuses to let him go.

After escaping a lifetime of illness and pain, Holly is no longer Ava’s sick little sister—she’s fierce, fearless, and obsessed. David Hunt, Aka Mason Brown, the ex-spy who once betrayed her family and saved her from their murderous father, disappeared the moment she got him out of prison.

But Holly hasn’t stopped thinking about him since.
Ignoring her sister’s warnings, Holly abandons everything—her life, her country, her name—to track down David Hunt. And when she finds him? He’s not the ghost she expected. He’s thriving, hiding in plain sight, building a new life and trying to forget the sins of his past. But Holly won’t let him forget. She wants him. And she’ll fight anyone who gets in her way—including her own blood.

What begins as a one-sided obsession soon becomes something darker, more dangerous—and far more mutual. But when the daughter of David Hunt’s old enemy resurfaces with blackmail and a plan to destroy Ava and Orion once and for all, David is forced to become the villain again… and this time, he’ll use Holly’s love to do it.

In a world of secrets, manipulation, betrayal, and forbidden love—can obsession survive the truth?
Or will it burn them both alive?

After eight years together, my fiancé gave all his affection to the innocent-acting sneaky babysitter at home. Even when I was on the brink of losing my baby, he was busy helping her fulfill her wish to watch shooting stars.
I didn't cry or make a scene; I calmly finished the property notarization, sold my expensive engagement ring, and switched jobs to a top investment bank.
By the time he was frantically searching for me everywhere, I was safely in the arms of a business mogul who had secretly loved me for twenty years. "Late love is cheaper than dirt; your karma is just beginning."

The Zhang family needs an heir!
But this time, the father of “Zhang Chengyi,” a stern and serious young executive,
proposes an unexpected solution:
He asks the daughter of the nanny who used to take care of him to become a surrogate mother and bear a child to continue his family line.
But things take an unexpected turn…
The surrogate-to-be turns out to be a pretty young omega
named “Phapfan,” whose scent of fresh milk is tantalizing
enough to make an alpha like him lose composure!
Chengyi, who has always been cold and indifferent,
suddenly finds himself shaken by this omega, Phapfan.
Could this be more than just a typical surrogacy arrangement?

My best friends and I were out dancing at one of the hottest clubs around, when I heard the two words I loved most. In a loud, rough, gravely tone I heard, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around looking everywhere in the darkness of the club with the mixture of strobe lights in my face, but I didn’t see anyone. There was no way it could be possible. He was a dream. Just a dream. It wasn’t real.
Just then I heard it again, a little louder this time, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around searching through the mixture of the surrounding bodies. I still didn’t see anything. I thought I must be losing my mind. I shook my head to clear it.
But then I heard it a third time, louder than the rest, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around and that’s when I saw him.
Standing tall and lethal where people had moved back away from him to give him space was my dream guy.
He wore black jeans that fit him like a second skin just like his black wife beater. The black wife beater showed off his sleeves of tattoos. Black tennis shoes that looked expensive. A black hat that he wore backwards covering up his inky, black hair with a chunk of hair peeking through. A black right eyebrow piercing and black earring in his ear that stood out on his very pale skin without blemishes or flaws. His green eyes that were so bright and multi-colored they practically glowed in the darkness of the club. His lips were pale pink, perfect and oh so kissable with the bottom lip a little puffier than the top.
My dream man has somehow, some way, came to life, and I am going to figure out how.

He’s my ruthless CEO by day. By night, he pretends to be the android I won in a lottery. I used him to get revenge, unaware every humiliation, every intimate night, was endured by Silas Vanguard himself. Once I uncovered his decade-long obsessive scheme, I decided to play along — and make him pay for every lie.

For Alejandro, a powerful CEO—rich, handsome, a shameless womanizer, and used to getting his way—it came as a shock that his new secretary refused to sleep with him when every other woman had fallen at his feet.

Maybe that was why none of them lasted more than two weeks. He got bored of them fast. But Valeria said no, and that only made him chase her harder, coming up with different strategies to get what he wanted—without giving up his fun with other women.

Without realizing it, Valeria became his right-hand woman, and he needed her for everything, like he couldn’t even breathe without her. Even so, he didn’t admit he loved her until she hit her limit and walked away.

I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world.
My husband was handsome and seemed to love me deeply. His gentle and attentive nature made my family and me believe that he was the best husband in the world.
However, everything changed when a woman from his past appeared and uncovered the truth about their history, revealing the real reason he married me.
It turned out that I had been deceived. All his affection and care were nothing but an act. Our marriage existed solely as a way for him to take revenge for the pain caused by his younger sibling.
Could I still bring myself to hold on to this marriage, when my heart was already filled with disappointment?
This was never the marriage of my dreams.

For the sake of maintaining her sister’s marriage, Rose was schemed by her mother and sister having slept with her sister’s husband, Vincent.
“Vincent’s drunk now. Come to his place.”
They naively thought they had Vincent fooled so easily. However, who would have thought Vincent had already known their scheme at the very beginning. And he didn’t immediately expose their scheme. Instead, he just cooperated with them to complete their show. One night, Vincent caught the drunk Rose at the bar and brought her to a hotel.
“I’m so hot. Can you help me with the heat?”
“Sure. But don’t regret it.”
“I love you, only you. Not a substitute for your sister.” Vincent gently whispered in her ear and his lips curved in a smile.

I feel the gentle scrape of his teeth against my nipples, first one, then the other. He takes one into his mouth, sucking it in, his tongue dancing over my sensitive skin while his teeth graze gently. My hand instinctively reaches up to grip his hair, pulling him closer as I guide his mouth harder against my breasts, the sensation overwhelming and too delicious to resist.

His hand slides up under my shirt, his fingers splaying across my warm skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. With a slow, careful roll of his hips, he presses himself against me, igniting a fierce, pulsing heat that spreads through my entire body. 

Suddenly, I could feel his dick jerk to attention beneath my undulating hips, and he places his hands on either side of my head as he began to groan loudly. 


After moving to a small town, she feels an irresistible pull towards an ancient castle perched on a hill. Unbeknownst to her, this castle is home to the Alpha Prince of a hidden werewolf pack. Each night, she experiences intense dreams about the prince that make it hard to tell what’s real and what’s just in her head. What she didn't know was that they had actually met when Alpha was 7 years old, and she was taken away from him and never heard from again. Although he had great power and noble status, he never stopped missing her. Many years later, they finally met again. As their lives intertwine, the chemistry between them intensifies, leading her to wonder if their bond is destiny or something far more perilous. Caught between her dreams and reality, she must confront her deepening feeldeepthe Alpha while uncovering secrets that could alter everything she knows.

I knew I was in trouble the moment his hands settled on my waist.
The kind of trouble that steals your breath and makes your knees weak.
He wasn't gentle. He wasn't patient. He was everything I'd been pretending I didn't crave.
And once he had a taste of me, he made one thing very clear: I wasn't going anywhere.
This intimate diary pulses with raw desire, intoxicating tension, forbidden adventures, and breathless role play that leaves hearts racing and bodies trembling.
Take your seat, let your fantasies spark to life, and surrender to a wave of unrestrained passion that builds to unforgettable highs.
Warning: Intended for readers 18+ only.

A riddle in the skies. A puzzle spanning worlds. A prize, locked behind seven keys...  Serena Carterett leads a team of masqueraders, shapeshifters and reformed thieves. Fighting crime’s their job; solving ancient mysteries, not so much. But when the seven dreams riddle lights up the skies, that’s got to change. The riddle speaks of treasure; better yet, a door, protecting an unimaginably dangerous power. In the wrong hands, this power will threaten the future of the Seven Realms — and the distant past. As treasure-hunters spread across the worlds, Serena musters her band of misfits for the greatest mission of their career. To win could be everything; to lose, unthinkable. The challenge is on. Who will unlock the door?

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

Sparks fly when attorney Kathy Brooks agrees to represent Charles Morgan, Jr. in a high-profile lawsuit against a powerful government defense contractor. But when Charles’ hidden agenda threatens to expose the government’s dirty little secrets, what started out as the case of a lifetime could cost Kathy her heart, her career and even her life.Just Dreams is a page turning action packed romantic legal thriller set in Miami complete with military heroes, FBI agents, spies and hackers. If you like fast paced romantic suspense, then you’ll love Just Dreams. Just don’t start it at night if you want to sleep.

Finally, fucking finally, his finger reaches my clit, and a low moan escapes me at the first circle he rubs into it. I widen my thighs, needing more, daring to demand more. And he gives it to me, stepping closer so the tip of his cock rubs against my clit through his boxer briefs as his fingers slide through my wetness to my opening.
"Look how wet you are for me," he huskily says. "I can hear it. Can't you?"


Sarah, Kamila and Laury, are three girls find themselves caught up in unusual situations that lead them to satisfy their most intimate desires and play their dirtiest games. All three are good girls and face situations no one would imagine, like accepting an indecent proposal from a stranger in an elevator. Or telling their dirtiest fantasy in a dare at a party, while being overheard by a predatory CEO. Or perhaps spending the night in the same room with two perverse brothers...

Natches Mackay separated himself from his family years ago, except for the two cousins who gave him the only family he’d known. Now he’s being dragged back into his father’s life in ways that could destroy him and the one woman who tempts him beyond reason: Government Agent Chaya Dane, who has fought to put her own past behind her. A mission in Somerset, Kentucky, brings her back into the dreams of Natches–and into the shadows cast by his father, suspected in the theft of government missiles. And it could cost Chaya more than she ever imagined.

Chloe Nightshade was destined to be the next Alpha of the Night Pack—until everything changed in one devastating moment. Stripped of her wolf and cast down to the lowest rank, she must navigate a world where power is everything and she has none.

When the infamous Alpha Marcus Shadowmere claims she’s his fated mate, Chloe’s world turns upside down again. But Marcus doesn’t remember a broken girl—he remembers someone else entirely. Someone Chloe can’t recall being.

“You don’t remember me at all, do you?”

In a realm where wolves determine worth and enemies lurk in shadows deeper than anyone suspects, Chloe must uncover the truth about what really happened to her. But the closer she gets to the answers, the more dangerous the questions become.

And the secrets she’s forgotten? Someone will kill to keep them buried.

“I’m done being a victim. I’m done being protected from my own life.”

Can a broken bond be healed? Can forgotten memories be reclaimed? Or will the secrets threatening to tear apart the pack world destroy them both first?

Some fates are worth fighting for. Others are worth dying for.

A tale of lost power, forbidden love, dangerous secrets, and the strength that comes from within.

“Moan for me,” he whispers into my ear. The feel of his breath turns me on even more. I gasp as his thumb rubs against my clit. I can feel the pleasure building in my core. “I want to hear you calling out my name.”


Elise finds out she isn't human but a dark faerie, the dark faerie prince Ezra wants she to himself as she is his destined mate but she is also werewolf Kyros fated mate.
What happens when she ends up in a love triangle with a werewolf and the dark faerie prince?

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, his hands trembling as he cupped my cheeks. "You'll always be my best friend."
"And you'll always be mine."
I pressed my lips against his, needing to taste him, to feel his lips on mine, to know that at this moment, he was mine.
Olivia Martins has always been an outcast in the Nightshade pack.
She's an omega, and the pack she grew up in never failed to remind her that she'd never be one of them.
It wasn't so bad growing up—she had her best friend by her side.
Caspian Storm, son of the alpha of the Nightshade pack, befriended her when they were both little, and they've been inseparable ever since.
Their friendship started out sweet and innocent, but it developed into more.
Olivia knew that it couldn't last forever because Caspian would find his mate—and what they had would come to an end.
Yet, she couldn't guard her heart.
And when her worst fear comes true, she flees.
Will Olivia and Caspian find their way back to each other?
Or will the threat of Caspian finding his mate keep them apart?

"Daddy..."The little girl points to...The Man of My Dreams!!!

Before I could escape, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to his rock-hard chest. I didn't meet his gaze.

Sabrina's POV

As I worked on the little angel's hair, I felt a draft and realized that the lace on my dress had fallen, exposing my bare back down to my hip bone. I shuddered and quickly turned around, hastily adjusting my hair to cover as much as possible.

**** Travis's POV***

The strap of her dress had slipped off her shoulder. My gaze darkened as I saw her exposed back down to her hipbone, and I had to resist the urge to brush my hand against her flawless skin.


Introducing Sabrina Iris Kline, a captivating journalist, unyielding in her pursuit of truth, unafraid to expose the veiled underbelly of society. Enduring relentless threats to her life, Sabrina remains steadfast, having already suffered immeasurable loss. Yet, the course of her existence takes an extraordinary twist when a mysterious enigma begins to materialize within her dreams—a man entirely foreign to her waking hours.

Within the mesmerizing depths of "Dreams Come True...", readers shall embark on an enchanting odyssey, where the boundaries between reality and fantasy dissolve into ethereal whispers. Will Sabrina's heart surrender to the irresistible allure of this haunting stranger? Or shall he forever linger as a figment of her imagination, teasing her with a love she once believed unattainable?

What if fate has more in store for her? What if she is destined never to encounter the man who brings solace to her restless mind, cradling her tenderly within her dreams?

Prepare to traverse a realm where true love defies the constraints of probability, where Sabrina's unwavering resolve collides with an enigmatic connection that transcends the confines of time and space. Will she unravel the enigma shrouding her enigmatic dreams, or shall she eternally wander amidst a realm where reality merges with fantasy?

Step into the pages of "Dreams Come True..." and unlock the concealed enigmas nestled within, as love and destiny converge in an indelible tapestry of mystery, ardor, and the extraordinary power of dreams.

"Harder, Daddy."
That's what I whisper in my sleep. Every night.
To a man whose face I've never seen, whose name I don't know, yet whose touch feels more familiar than anything I've ever known.
For weeks, the mysterious man from my dreams has haunted my nights. I told myself he was nothing more than a fantasy, a secret desire my mind created.
Until he walked into my reality.
My new boss was supposed to be my escape from those impossible dreams. Instead, he turned out to be the man who had been owning my nights.
Powerful. Ruthless. Dangerous.
The kind of man everyone fears, the kind of man I should run from.
"I own this place," he said, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own this empire, and I own you too."
I never expected the stranger from my dreams to be the infamous Mafia Boss. I never expected his world to be filled with enemies, betrayal, gunshots, and threats that could destroy everything I know.
But when danger comes for me, he is the only person standing between me and death.
He says I belong to him.
I should hate him for it.
I should fear the darkness that follows him.
But the more I uncover about the man behind the power, the more I realize that my greatest danger may also be the only person who can save me.

Eline, a philosophy major, and a secret werecat, is caught off guard when Draken Gallagher, the campus playboy and her self-proclaimed nemesis, suddenly takes a keen interest in her. The twist? Draken is a werewolf.

—

"I'm interested in you, Eline," his straightforwardness caught me off guard, and I felt my heart stop beating. It felt like I had been knocked out of breath. "I like you and my wolf and I want to get to know you better…"

I was speechless.

He paused, studying my reaction, and then spoke again, his tone carrying a hint of vulnerability. "Eline, there's something about you that I can't quite explain. You stir something in me, something my wolf doesn't understand."

"I also can't quite explain why the campus playboy is interested in me all of a sudden? Besides, Draken, aren't wolves supposed to be natural predators of cats? So why's your wolf interested in me? I don't get it at all."

"That's what I don't understand also, Eline. I don't understand why my wolf has taken a sudden interest in a cat."

"Try questioning it," I said.

Draken laughed, stepping even more closer to me. He was invading my personal space and for some reason, I didn't seem to mind it. He brushed a bit of my hair from my eyes, lowering his voice to a whisper as he spoke. "As a werecat, does your cat exist as a mind of its own?"

"No. Why do you ask?" I was forced to hold my breath with how close he was. I knew inhaling his scent would do things to me…to my body.

Draken smiled softly, his eyes reflecting a hint of mischief. "As for werewolves, their wolves exist as another entity. My wolf being attracted to you is what makes this so intriguing. My wolf, Grey, can't figure it out either. He just knows that he wants to mark you as his own, to claim you as his mate."

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

“Claudia,” a die-hard fan of the novel Solo Hunter,
is reborn into a powerless and fragile body… even weaker than F-rank!

But wait! He, who was supposed to be a side character doomed to die,
somehow survives thanks to “Alan Miller,”
the gorgeous male lead whose actions are nothing like what the novel described.

To make matters more confusing,
Claudia turns out to be the long-missing heir of the prestigious Heart Family,
gone without a trace for 8 years!
Is this really the same story he once read?

Now that the original plot no longer applies,
how will he survive in this perilous world?
And what exactly… does the novel’s mysterious male lead want from Claudia?!

The fake heiress and I died twice fighting over the same thing—which of us would get adopted by that wealthy couple.

The first time, I got the necklace. I became their daughter. I thought I'd finally have everything I'd ever wanted. Three months later, they drowned me in the bathtub.

William's voice still echoes in my head. "This is your fault! If we'd taken Chloe instead, she'd still be alive!"

The second time, I gave Chloe the necklace. Let her have the good life. I thought that would keep me safe.

Five years later, Chloe turned up dead in their mansion. The Harringtons called the cops on me. They said I broke in and killed her out of jealousy. I died in prison, broken and tortured. The last thing I heard was Catherine's voice through the visiting room glass, cold as ice. "You belong in the gutter."

The third time, I open my eyes again.

I watch the couple smile at us, all warmth and kindness, and one question burns in my mind. Which daughter do they actually want?

Ethan built me a "Relationship Assessment System." A hundred points a month. Below eighty, we break up. Above a hundred, he marries me.
I believed it. For five whole years.
For that one point, I changed my accent, threw out my work clothes, shut down the little restaurant my mother left me, and molded myself into whatever shape he wanted. But every time I scored ninety-nine, he said: "You're still a little short. Try harder."
The night of the charity gala, the head chef walked out. I called in suppliers, rewrote the menu, and saved the entire fundraiser. When the applause came, Madeleine stood there in champagne couture and accepted every word of praise as the project lead.
My proposal. My work. Brushed aside with one breezy line — "Claire helped me run some errands too."
That night, Ethan opened his tablet and gave me points.
Ninety-nine.
Still ninety-nine.
It wasn't until late at night, when I hacked into the backend, that I saw the directive set to "Auto-Execute":
Ensure the overall score cannot exceed 100.
Created: five years ago. The first day we became a couple.
There had never been a "just work harder and you'll pass." Only a fraud with its ending written in stone.
The next morning, he deducted twenty-two points. The reason: I hadn't handed over my mother's little restaurant as a stepping stone for his hotel project.
This time, I won't agree.

Halfway through my wedding, five months pregnant in a custom gown, waiting to say "I do."
A woman stood up and stopped everything.
"I'm so moved seeing you both live in the house I designed." She raised her champagne, smiling like she owned the place. "The architecture, the interiors, the gardens—all mine."
My fiancé Dorian didn't even explain. Just helped her out, left me standing there in front of a hundred guests.
That's when it hit me: I'd been living in his ex-girlfriend's custom-built dream house for three years.
I found the blueprints later. Every page in her handwriting: "S loves morning light," "island height for S," "bathtub sized for two."
Date stamp: March 2019—a year before we met.
I confronted him. He shoved me, impatient.
I fell down the stairs. Lost the baby.
He was in the hospital hallway on his phone: "Don't worry, I'm coming over. We can't let rumors destroy Seraphina's career."
I lay there touching my empty stomach, and something clicked.
I was going to take that house back. Then tear it down myself.
Brick by brick. Smash it all.

When my roommate Sutton woke up from a wet dream, she was literally glowing. She claimed it was the most mind-blowing romantic experience of her life—the man’s silhouette, his scent, his body heat felt impossibly real.
Even crazier? When she checked her phone, there was a strange new number saved in her contacts. It belonged to the man from her dream.
While the rest of us shrieked about destiny, our moody roommate Jessamine just stared at the screen and dropped a chilling warning: "Things that come looking for you in dreams should stay buried."
We all wrote her off as a jealous freak.
That is, until I started noticing Sutton’s face growing more haggard by the day—and the fact that her "perfect boyfriend" refused to speak a single word to her.

My body was still shaking from the last creampie, his cm leaking slowly from my swollen py to the sheets. I trembled as he reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out two items, my pink rose vibrator and a pair of shiny ne clamps.
"Look at you," he murmured, his voice thick with lust and desire.
"You're drenched with desire for your stepbrother."He leaned over me, sucking hard on my left ne until it became hard. Then he used the ne clamps on me. I gasped sharply at the intense pinch, arching my body into him.
"Fk—Marcus!"
"Shhh. You can take it." He repeated the process on my right ne, clamping it firmly. The chain dangled between my breasts, tugging slightly with every breath and sending sharp sparks of pain and pleasure straight to my py.
My n***s throbbed and throbbed.He smirked down at me, clearly enjoying my whimpers.
"Beautiful. Now let's see how loud you get when I use this on that greedy little clit."
Marcus switched on the rose vibrator and pressed the soft silicone directly over my swollen ct. The powerful suction immediately came on, pulling and vibrating against my most sensitive spot.
"Oh my god—" I cried out, my hips jerking violently against the sudden overwhelming sensation…
WARNING
This is a dark, addictive collection of 100 erotic short stories focusing on bm, forbidden incest/taboo family relationships and office sexcapades. It makes use of extremely graphic sl content. All these stories would do is create unbearable sl tension in your mind and body with sensual activities like fingering, messy creampies, whipping, dominance, cm dripping and raw filthy descriptions. Read and get soaked in pure lust!

Book One: Chasing Broken Desires.
Book Two: Chasing Broken Dreams.
Book Three: Chasing Broken Destinies.

Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city, finally gave the one thing he always refused to give…his heart. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the facade that he brings.

Jenna Davis, the girl that got stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. She is the girl that stole the small-town Sheriff's heart. She finally made her way to the altar and did not repeat her experiences from the past.

Jenna gives this Sheriff everything that he desires.

But her past does come back to haunt her the very night of her wedding day. The monster that has been lurking in the shadows rips Jenna away from Tyler.

Can Tyler find Jenna before it is too late?

Will their relationship survive the consequences of the evil that is yet to come?

My childhood sweetheart, Henry, gave me a glass of milk the night before my Harvard interview.
I thought he cared.
Until I woke up with my waist-length hair hacked off and my brain drowning in sedatives.
Later, I found him at a cafe, laughing with the prettiest girl, Madison, in our class.
"You actually cut her hair? You're insane, Henry!" she giggled.
"Truth or dare, babe," I heard him. "She's fat anyway. But you need that Harvard spot, Madison."
The boy who promised to marry me traded my dream to impress someone else.
I didn't scream. I didn't cry.
Let him have his joke. I'm taking my life back.

⚠️ WARNING: This book will ruin you for vanilla sex. Side effects include spontaneous wetness, missed deadlines, "one more chapter" syndrome at 3 AM, and explaining to your partner why you suddenly have ideas. Reader discretion advised. Vibrator recommended.

For readers 18+ who like their fantasies FILTHY and their boundaries FLEXIBLE.

She didn't know she needed five frat brothers until her boyfriend offered her up as initiation. She didn't know she craved her stepdad's best friends until they caught her skinny dipping. She didn't know she was a fertility goddess until the clinic offered natural insemination.

Now she knows.

DIRTY DREAMS is a scorching collection of no-holds-barred erotica for women who want MORE. More men. More holes filled. More loads taken. More of the fantasies you've only whispered about in the dark.
Inside you'll find:
→ Gangbangs that leave her dripping and delirious
→ Taboo encounters with men who should be off-limits
→ CNC scenarios that blur every line you thought you had
→ Breeding rituals designed to fill her up and knock her up
→ Good girls corrupted, wives shared, and innocence absolutely wrecked
From fraternity basements to fertility clinics, from camping grounds to cult ceremonies, these stories don't tease – they deliver.
Every hole. Every load. Every filthy fantasy you've been too ashamed to Google.
This is not your mother's romance novel.
This is the book you hide on your Kindle.
This is the book you read with one hand.
This is the book that finally scratches that itch.

Contains: gangbangs, reverse harem, dubcon, breeding, taboo relationships, CNC (consensual non-consent), age gaps, degradation, cum play, and absolutely zero apologies. All characters are 18+. All scenarios are fiction. All orgasms are guaranteed.

Mature Audience Only*
"Beg me for it," he demanded, rubbing my wet slit. "Beg me to fuck you right here on the side of the road."
I moaned, my hips bucking against his hand. "Please," I whimpered, the word barely a whisper. "Please fuck me. I need your cock inside me."
He chuckled darkly. "Not good enough," he said, his fingers dipping inside me, teasing me with shallow thrusts. "Beg me like you mean it. Tell me how badly you want my cock splitting you open, making you scream."
I was panting now, my body burning with need. "Please," I begged louder, arching my back to push my ass against him. "Please fuck me. I'm so empty, I need you to fill me up. I need your big, hard cock stretching me, making me yours."
"Mmm, that's more like it," he praised, removing his fingers from my pussy. I whined at the loss, but then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my entrance.

Wet Desires is a seductive book of short stories that will leave you breathless, flushed, and craving more. Within these pages, fantasies come alive—each tale exploring the raw, unfiltered heat of passion in its most intimate forms.

The night before the SAT, Instagram exploded with a viral post:

"Madison, tomorrow I'm going to confess my love to you with my SAT exam! I'll write you love letters in my English essay, bubble 'I LOVE YOU' on my math answer sheet, fill my physics test with your name......"

Below the text was a photo of two hands intertwined.

I tapped to enlarge it. The familiar scar on his right wrist stabbed straight through my heart.

Comments poured in below: "This is insane! What kind of earth-shattering love is worth sacrificing standardized test scores for?"

The blogger immediately responded: "No worries, I already got MIT early admission anyway. Taking the SAT is just a formality."

"But as long as she's happy, what are test scores anyway?"

I took a deep breath and closed my quantum physics notes.

Madison was the transfer student who arrived during senior spring.

And the person posting was my boyfriend Liam, who had just called me an hour ago encouraging me to do well on the test so we could attend the same university.

I exited Instagram and dialed MIT Admissions.

"Sir, regarding the joint-authorship application—I want to withdraw it."

My fingers grasped his hair and gave it a tug as my desire burned higher. Lapping at my slick folds, delving deep into me— it didn’t take long for me to cry out his name and then come in his arms. When I threw back my head, the tips of my long hair teased his thighs. Bunching the black lace teddy up around my waist, he settled me over his rock-hard erection.


Rain Wild was my first love, my first heartbreak—my everything.
I left so he could chase his dream of becoming a rockstar, even though it broke my heart.

He’s the rockstar on every billboard.
The man I never stopped loving.
And my child’s daddy.

But when my daughter sneaks to meet her idol…
I come face-to-face with a past I was forced to bury.
Rain wants answers—and his daughter.

The mysterious stranger from his nightmares appears out of nowhere at Emily Blakeslee's 18th birthday party. Calix Ledger, who originally intended to take revenge at the party, ends up saving the terrified Blakeslee, only to discover that he was originally there to kill her!

What to do now?

“In your dreams, O’Shea.”
Noah's cocky grin disappeared, replaced by a searing look. “You almost fooled me.”
“I… I'm not trying to.” I swallowed, but the lie died off as I traced the hard line of his jaw.
“Do I make you uneasy?” His deep voice made my toes curl in my boots.
“You wish.”


He's the Captain. She's the Janitor. And her ex is about to lose his pucking mind.

Kendra Drake's future burned bright with straight A's and big dreams, until a tragic accident left her father on life support. Now she's trading her textbooks for a mop, scrubbing the floors at Templeton University.

Fate has other plans. Hockey royalty and her ex-boyfriend's biggest nightmare, Captain Noah O'Shea, has set his sights on Kendra. He's the first guy to look at her with a fierce intensity she secretly craves.

What starts as a reckless night escape from grief quickly turns into an irresistible attraction. What happens when Kendra's ex, Simon, discovers she's been in the arms of his rival—and how far would he go to tear them apart?

Keeping a dragon in Bellweather was the most forbidden thing a fairy could ever do.
Mara Bell should have known better.
After being cursed with terrible luck, Mara has spent years being treated like the unlucky fairy of Bellweather. But everything changes when she accidentally unlocks a handsome dragon prince who has been trapped inside a magical bottle for a hundred years.
Keeping him hidden could cost her everything.
But when the dragon prince offers her a deal, Mara can't resist.
He will help her regain her luck, and in return, Mara will use her magic and potion-making skills to help him overcome the strange curse that makes him stutter and find a way back to his kingdom.
It should have been simple.
Except keeping a handsome dragon prince in her magical shop is harder than Mara expected.
Between late-night potion making, stolen glances, magical mishaps, and the growing attraction between them, Mara begins to realize that their arrangement is becoming something neither of them planned.
But the fairies of Bellweather are beginning to suspect her.
If they discover that Mara has been hiding a dragon prince, she could lose everything.
Now she has a choice.
Send the dragon she has fallen for back into the unknown... or break the most sacred rule in Bellweather and risk everything to keep the man who looks at her as though he would burn the whole world just to protect her.
The deal was supposed to save her luck.
She never expected it to steal her heart.

Three years ago, I saved the life of Alessandro Gambino, New York's most powerful mafia boss.

He fell in love with me, a bartender.

His family was dead set against us, but his love won out. We got married.

After we married, he disappeared every month for "punishment day," claiming his family beat him with sixty-six lashes for breaking their rules by staying with me. Watching him suffer tore me apart.

Actully, I'm Sloane Lucchese, sole heir to the largest arms empire on the East Coast, hiding from a family war. I decided to reclaim my family name as soon as possible, so his family would finally accept me.

Finally, on our fifth wedding anniversary, I found out I was pregnant, and my father called to say they'd announce my return in two weeks.

I was going to tell Alessandro everything that night, both pieces of good news.

But that same day, I stumbled onto a secret—one that would destroy me completely.

My downstairs neighbor tagged me in the building group chat at ten p.m.
His wife just had a pup, he said. Pups need moonlight, he said. So starting tonight, my private moon terrace belongs to his family.
He'd even pay me rent. Ten dollars a month.
For the terrace of a three-million-dollar penthouse.
When I said no, he reminded me he wasn't just my neighbor. He's my supervisor at the Calloway Group, and my probation review sits in his hands. Hand over the door code, or I'd never survive at that company.
He kept saying it. I can crush you at the Calloway Group.
Funny.
My mother owns the Calloway Group.
I was going to let him dig his own grave quietly. Then his family broke into my home, walked up to the one thing on that terrace worth half a million dollars—
And smashed it.

Aurora is a calm and patient girl, incredibly beautiful that her beauty will put the moon to shame, leaving her life with books and in solitude until she crosses paths with the devil himself on a stormy night. She helps him not even thinking that it's going to change her life forever.
Rafael Delgado! The Spanish mafia kings get captivated by the beauty at first glance and then what, the game of Obsession begins.
Will Aurora survive his wicked games or will lose her mind to the devil?
Will Rafael change his ways for her or will destroy her like every other thing in his life?

After accidentally traveling to the post-apocalyptic wasteland, I treated the human leader as a brother, continuously supplying him with modern resources.

Who knew he would conspire with the beastman chieftain to kill me, just to prevent me from rescuing others.

But what he didn't know was that I could travel back to the modern world.

While those two leaders of the wasteland thought themselves invincible...

I healed my wounds, and returned to the wasteland with military hardware and food, storming back to their base!

You want my life?

Then pay for it with your own!

He is Milan, always have been in love, secretly with his best friend Eron. Who is actually his stepbrother after his dad get marry with a widow woman who had a child of 19 years old... Eron. But everythin will change one day when suddenly Milan discovers He is available to create a new reality, other world in his dreams, that actually is a portal to a totally real reality, where He and Eron can be together, and their love is the most natural, as breathing.¨


"Family is the most important thing, Eron."
I'm sick of hearing that phrase every day without qualm.
They force to include me in the standard picture where the only thing that matters is the happiness of others; the happiness of those around you. It is typical to think that you should care about those who, according to the rules of modern society, love you the most. But does owning the same blood connection make the affective connection between people? I want to know if I am the only one who is wrong.
I don't feel that warmth in my chest that I'm supposed to feel.

"You only think of yourself, Eron."
I can hear the annoying Milan Montjoy's voice even in my quiet solitude. People label him as my "brother" as we are children of the same parents, or actually, one of them, but we are not. Thus we are intertwined.

Every night when my daughter comes home, she looks different.
On the first night, a little of her hair was gone.
On the second night, she was missing one hand.
On the third night, half of her body had vanished.
I jolted awake in a sudden start, thankful it had only been a nightmare.
Right then, my daughter came back home.
A patch of her hair was missing.