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I helped him claw his way up from nothing—from the family's bastard to king of the underworld.

I saved him when he got jumped in the streets. Took bullets for him when his father beat him half dead. We fought our way up from nothing, survived assassination attempts, built an empire that made people fear our name.

I thought we'd always stand together.

Until the day I nearly died giving birth, and all I found in the bassinet was a stack of cash.

I asked him where our baby was. He couldn't look me in the eye. His stepmother walked out holding my son. Smiled and said she deserved this, a child of her own, since she couldn't have one herself. He'd given my baby to another woman.

Turns out he'd been sleeping with her the whole time.

I threw the money in his face. I spent the next six years trying to get my son back.

Last week, when some small-time gang grabbed him, I went in alone with a gun. Bullets flew past my ears, kicked up concrete dust. I fought my way to the back and pulled him out. At the hospital, he pushed me away, crying, "Why'd you have to come?! We could've been a real family by now! Just leave! Leave me alone!"

I stared at his small face for a long time.

Finally, I said, "Call me mom one last time. Then I'll let you go."

As a wife and mother, she came home one day to find another woman in her place.
That was when she knew. This marriage was beyond saving.
The lies and deception were just a thin veil no one bothered to see through. The favoritism. The blame. Year after year, cutting into her like glass.
When the birthday cake she had fought so hard to get ended up in the trash, she swallowed her tears along with the bitterness.
Giving up became inevitable. So did the divorce.
It wasn't until dust settled on her vanity table that her husband and children finally realized—home had become a cold, empty coffin.

The morning after the Haze, I open my eyes expecting to see the love of my life, my fated mate. Instead, I see... HIM! "This can't be happening!" *** Would you rather live in a world where the impossible is possible or the possible is impossible? Blanca faces an uncertain future when she finds she's mated to the one man she never thought could be her mate. If Kieran is her mate, then her entire life is a lie. Since she's been abused her whole life, that might be a good thing. But this is... wrong on so many levels. Will Blanca find out the truth about her real identity--or be banished from her pack forever? If you like love with a twist, give this one a chance--don't quit too soon, or you'll never find out Blanca's secret!

The dress she wore looked innocent at first glance. Soft cream silk, thin straps, short enough to reveal the smooth length of her legs. But as she moved, the slits at the sides shifted apart, exposing flashes of skin along the curve of her thighs and hips. My jaw tightened with an overwhelming desire. She noticed exactly where my eyes had gone. Her gaze lifted slowly to mine, and for a brief second I caught something dangerous there. Annoyance. And desire too. It flickered across her face before she turned away from me. Why did she have to pretend that she didn't want me as much as I wanted her too?

“I don't like butterflies, ” I said quietly.

Her brows furrowed slightly. “Why?”

“A butterfly flies away eventually.” My grip around her waist tightened. "Is that your plan?"

Her eyes returned to mine. “And if it is?”

“Wrong answer. You can't fly away.”

I lowered my second hand from her neck to her waist slowly. The silk bunched beneath my fingers. Gods. She felt soft everywhere, making my control thin dangerously.

“We don’t need a ceremony,” I murmured against her skin.

“Silas…” that was her cry for help, for reasoning. But it was too late. All I heard was her begging me to mark her.

My wolf surged immediately. I kissed the side of her neck again, slower this time, letting my mouth linger against her pulse. I could feel how fast her heart was beating now. The need to claim her was already unbearable. I tightened my arms around her as the mark settled beneath her skin. My breathing turned rough instantly from the force of it. The feeling was almost overwhelming. Her knees nearly buckled beneath her afterward. I caught her immediately. Her fingers clutched my shirt tightly while she tried to steady herself. Then slowly, she lifted trembling fingers toward her neck.

“What...?” she whispered.

I felt no regret for claiming her. She would be mine. Forever.
Fate may have chosen Silas for Alexa but somewhere in the shadows, someone is watching. Someone who believes Alexa stole the life that should have been hers. And she'll do whatever it takes to take it back. Even if it means destroying Alexa in the process.
And when buried secrets begin to surface, Alexa will be forced to answer one impossible question: What is more dangerous than being claimed by an Alpha?

Alexander's lips crash against hers, urgent and consuming, his hard dick pressing against her throbbing pussy, igniting a primal ache. His hands seize her breasts, fingers teasing, before his teeth graze her nipple, biting softly, sending shivers as her body arches, slick with need.
Olivia Harper wakes with no memories. Everyone tells her she's madly in love with her fiancé, but her dreams suggest otherwise. Until the ruthless CEO Alexander Blake confines her, his voice a husky purr. "Forgotten? Perfect."
Memories surged: he had pinned her in a car, her sobs were raw. Why did his possessive eyes burn with grievance?

He came from the shadows… and she can't escape the darkness anymore.

They told her demons weren’t real, just stories meant to scare children and keep curious minds away from danger. But what they never told her was that sometimes, the danger doesn’t hide in the dark. Sometimes… it watches. It waits patiently. And when it finally moves, it changes everything.

She never believed in the supernatural until she met him. A stranger with eyes too ancient to belong to any man. A voice that makes the world stop. A presence that shouldn’t exist. Powers that seem too "unreal." He says he’s here for her. That she's a lost princess. That there’s no running, no hiding, no pretending this is a dream.

But behind the madness, the fear, and the twisted desire lies a power even she doesn’t know she’s carrying, one that could break the gates of hell wide open or ruin them forever.

And the demons aren't the only ones watching…and waiting....

In a world where power struggles meets darkness and love dances with damnation, how far would you go to save your soul… if you're constantly hunted by the physical and supernatural.

Flora Everhart discovers her husband’s affair on their anniversary, an unpleasant sight for the eyes and it shatters her world. In the aftermath, she encounters Marcus, her estranged brother-in-law, only for him to be critically injured protecting her from the mistress. As Flora faces heartbreak and betrayal, the Moon Goddess Selene offers her a second chance—traveling between worlds to collect life force by living out the fates of women who died tragically. Flora soon uncovers a powerful secret: Marcus’s soul is scattered across dimensions. As Flora’s journey begins, she must choose between love and redemption, and the price of both.

I am the most obedient lover by the side of Liam, the Alpha of the Blackwood Tribe.
I am also the only nameless stray in the entire tribe.
For five years, whenever Liam spent the night with other she-wolves, the next morning I would receive a large check or a deed to a house.
People in the tribe say I am a greedy leech.
That for money, I have thrown away the pride of a werewolf.
Even if Liam kissed another woman right in front of me, I would smile, straighten his collar, and then take the money he gave me.
Yes, I love money very much.
If they knew that this money was enough to buy the territories of three small packs, they would probably be green with envy.
As long as the money is good, betrayal doesn’t hurt that much.
Until today, when Liam brought back a pure-blooded white she-wolf.
He handed me a blank check, saying this would be the last payment he gave me.
My wolf spirit roared inside me.
It’s time for me to take the money, disappear, and return to being the queen I truly am.

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.


“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

I was cursed, trapped in a "Trial of Sincerity"—I could only regain my freedom if she spoke the words "I love you" from the bottom of her heart.
For five years, I’ve taken bullets for her, gone to prison for her, and stood on the brink of death four times. She would only call me "my best friend" or say "I need you," but she never uttered those three words.
Four times, she abandoned me as I lay dying, rushing instead to the side of another man.
The fifth time, with a bullet in my abdomen and my insides exposed, I lay on the operating table. She finally wept, screaming "I love you"—once, twice... twelve times in total.
Too bad. After waking up from that fourth brush with death, I had already signed a Do-Not-Resuscitate (DNR) order.
This time, my heart has stopped beating. Not because of my wounds, but because I’ve made my choice: I won't let her save me.

"Let me borrow your husband for one night and I spare your dad's life." Trishia Meyer, the only daughter of Senator Meyer demanded.
To save her father's company, Arabella had agreed to marry the evil billionaire, Bill Sky.
She dared to kiss him to show off her ex-boyfriend that night but she never expected the kiss would deepen and he didn’t want to let go.
That night was just a mistake but they met again.
They agreed to sign a non-disclosure contract and they swore not to love each other.
Sacrificing herself to be with the domineering cold man and turning a blind eye to his sexual affairs with other women were just some of the things she needed to endure every day.
Now that she conceived his baby, he wanted it to be aborted instantly.
She thought that the baby inside her tummy would bring them closer together but he accused her of deceiving him.
Arabella Jones then made a promise to herself that she would do everything to live a happy life with her baby far away from him. Little did she know, it's not for her to decide, that if the billionaire's wrath would allow her.

Maya Vasquez doesn't belong at Kensington Academy. Everyone knows it. The scholarship girl with the secondhand uniform and the east‑side address. She's spent a year being invisible, and it's worked.

Until she crashes into Liam Whitmore.

Basketball god. Campus royalty. Sabrina Chase's ex. The kind of rich, untouchable boy who called her scholarship trash in the hallway.

Now Sabrina is bullying Maya's mom, threatening her job, and making it clear that Maya will pay for getting too close to her ex. Maya's family is one paycheck away from eviction. Her mom is sick. And she has nowhere to turn.

Liam offers a deal: pretend to be his girlfriend. He needs to fix his image. She needs protection and money. No feelings. No real dates. End of story.

But fake hand‑holding turns into real conversations. Staged coffee dates turn into something that feels nothing like acting. And Sabrina isn't just watching—she's waiting to destroy them both.

In a world where your zip code determines your worth, Maya is about to learn that the most dangerous thing she can do isn't falling behind.

It's falling for the boy who was built to break her.

Stubborn, secretive and an impossible flirt, Ashton Pierce has all the qualities that should prompt Hayley Barclay to run a mile away from him. Maybe the bad boy aura he exudes is too much for her to resist! Orphaned at thirteen, Ashton would have gone astray had Daniel Van Every, his best friend’s father, not adopted him and brought him home. Ever since, a close relationship develops between him and the Van Every children, Alexander and Alyssa.
As Alyssa close friend, Hayley meets Ashton almost every day. Can she resist his charm? With a mile-wide ego, Ashton refuses to acknowledge Hayley who is six years younger. Even when they grow up, Ashton doesn’t “do" dating, especially not with a multi-billionairess, who’s the sole heiress to her family’s fortune.
What happens when Hayley grows up into a bombshell? What happens when she pursues him every where? What happens when the dark secrets of his past doesn’t affect her? Can he resist her?
Read this fifth book of the temptation series to find out!

Warning: Mature Contents!


A deal with the devil, the only way she could save her ill sister.

Putting aside her feelings and dignity, Blue Rivers was forced to marry a stranger who was full of danger and secrets.

Nicholas Sanford, a rebellious mafia heir, who would go against every will of his father.

Gradually, the hate she feels towards her manipulative husband turned into love, leading to something deeper and complicated.

Love is timeless, but she only has 100 days to make him fall in love with her as part of the deal.

Would she succeed? Or would it only bring her to the hell of lust?

Ethan Cole died four years ago.
The government signed the papers. His family held the funeral. His father gave away everything he built to keep a dead man's secret. And somewhere in a classified facility outside the city a man who could not die spent four years being turned into something that had never existed before.
Now he is back.
His father is dead. His uncle is running the company that was never his to take. The people who buried him are about to find out that the grave did not hold.
But the enemies waiting for him are not the ones he prepared for. The government wants to capture him and finish what the program started. A woman he has trusted since childhood has been the architect of everything that destroyed his family. The mother he believed abandoned him has been alive the whole time and is more dangerous than anyone he will face.
And somewhere in all of it a woman is going to find a wounded man on the run and make the mistake of saving his life.
He cannot be killed by any weapon ever made.
He is about to discover that is the least of his problems.

Looking for true love at the right time can sometimes be impossible. The most likely thing to happen is that we find the right love at the wrong time with the right person.

Aliyah has been blessed to have someone who is willing to fight for her despite rejections. Oliver Webb, a well-known businessman who owns a large business empire, courted her. They became lovers, and they got married. But still, life is full of unwanted things to give.

After three months of being in that marriage, Oliver met an accident and was declared dead on the spot. Aliyah's world almost collapsed, especially when she lost more than that. She lost her husband and her child.

It's been so hard for her to move on, but she didn't have a choice until she woke up one morning beside a stranger.

She's trying to forget about the guy, but maybe fate will lead her back to him so that they might even become business partners. Will it lead them to a romantic ending, or will it be a way for Aliyah to discover the real reason for her husband's death?

How will she accept the truth behind every lies that are no in her way?

I never wanted anything to do with hockey players—least of all Cole Crawford, Boston University’s arrogant, cold-as-ice star forward and notorious fuckboy.

Calling him a “violent maniac” right outside the Beanpot finals should’ve been the end of it. One sharp insult, one unforgettable glare, and I figured I’d never see the bastard again.

Then my brother—the one who just happens to be Cole’s agent—drops the bomb: I’m the only “respectable” option to rehab his trashed reputation on a reality show. Suddenly I’m moving in with him, cameras rolling, forced to play the perfect fake girlfriend to the man I despise.

Living together was supposed to be temporary.
Pretending to date him was supposed to be fake.
But the more I see behind that infuriating smirk—the raw hunger in his eyes, the way he fights for what he wants on and off the ice—the harder it gets to remember the rules.

Because Cole Crawford doesn’t play games he intends to lose… and right now, I’m the ultimate prize he wanna fuck.

I made a deal with Declan Moss at prom and I told myself it was strategy.

He needed a girlfriend. I needed an ex-boyfriend to finally notice I had moved on. Clean terms, mutual exit. I was good at arrangements. I had been making myself useful to people who didn't deserve it for years.

What I was not prepared for was him. Not the version he performs... the armor, the silence, the carefully managed distance. The real one. The one who hands you an essay he never meant for anyone to read and watches your face while you do it. The one carrying a sick sister, two jobs, and a scholarship that stands between his family and a number too big to say out loud. The one who has been holding everything together so long he has forgotten that holding everything is not the same as being okay.

People are trying to destroy him. Quietly. Patiently. From the inside out.

And somewhere between session four and the worst week of his life, I stopped being the girl on his paperwork and became the person he called first.
The arrangement had rules. I had an exit strategy. I was supposed to walk away clean.

Then he said my name in a parking lot like it meant everything he hadn't found the words for yet. And I understood that I had not been performing for weeks.

I had just been... there. Fully. Without the contract.

The fake part ended a long time ago. I am the only one who knows that.

For now.

"Gina promised herself that she would get married before she was twenty-five years old because they were in the race that when the woman was over twenty-five years old, she would be an old maid forever, just like her cousins and her aunts. Gina works as a waitress in an expensive restaurant at night and studies in the morning. Ace is the man she secretly loves and her co-worker as a waiter, he did nothing but tease her.

Unexpectedly, Ace suddenly proposed marriage to her, even though he wasn't courting her. But Ace Durant's unromantic words were hardly the proposal of her dreams. Sees this as perhaps her chance to get married before she is twenty-five years old, and thus she can break the spell in their family beliefs. Gina decided to take Ace's offer, but she had also a proposal on her own.

Never had such words affected the cold-hearted Ace. The undercover agent who pretended to be a waiter had told her that the only reason he would marry her was to protect her as if Gina's world collapsed when she heard that. But he was finding it increasingly difficult to keep their temporary marriage strictly in name only. Can Ace avoid Gina's venom and her seduction of him?"

In the embrace of a werewolf's warmth, Sheina's life took an unexpected turn.

Sheina Charlotte, burdened by a rare cold allergy and mourning her father's death, stumbled upon the enigmatic Kenneth Immanuel one fateful night in a bar. A chance encounter that would defy the laws of nature.

Kenneth, a powerful alpha werewolf with a thriving business empire, was used to controlling his world. But when Sheina's chilling ailment threatened to consume her, it was his heart that he struggled to rein in.

Amidst a brewing conflict with the vengeful vampire George Geraldo, Sheina and Kenneth's worlds collided. From an unexpected rescue to a reluctant partnership, their journey would push the boundaries of love, trust, and the supernatural.

As winter's cold grip tightened, Sheina's affection for Kenneth grew, unaware of his hidden secret. The revelation of his true nature would test their love beyond measure.

Will their love withstand the chilling truth, or will it crumble like fragile ice under the weight of destiny?

"You either fuck him or you will no longer be a ballerina in my company."

The director’s words made me freeze for a moment. My throat went dry, my body numb. This wasn’t supposed to be part of the deal. I trained my whole life for the stage, not to be someone’s prostitute.

"When?" I asked, tears already forming in my eyes.

"TONIGHT."

That one word shattered everything inside me. It wasn’t a request, it was an order.

My husband is the most generous man in all of Pittsburgh.
He donates his entire paycheck to the community every month and says to the camera with tears in his eyes: "When your neighbors are freezing, you can't just worry about whether there's enough money in your own pocket. You have to show some heart."
But where the camera can't see —
A gas company shutoff notice sits on the kitchen table. His mother's insulin will run out in three days. Our six-year-old son is about to spend the night in a house that's fifteen below zero.
For eight years. Every time he opened his wallet for the world, I was the one crawling through ductwork at 2 a.m., quietly patching every hole with my overtime pay.
He bought his reputation with my sweat and blood. He decorated his image with his parents' illnesses. He crowdfunded forty-two thousand dollars using footage of our son shivering in the cold.
Tonight, he's going on the local evening news to brand me as "the cold-blooded woman who abandoned her family."
What he doesn't know is that I have far more evidence than he can imagine.
For instance — his own words: "Dad can skip a few weeks of rehab — it's not gonna kill him. But this weekend's event could get me on the news."
You want to be on the news, Caleb?
As you wish.

Twenty years ago, he took the blame for my murder, was branded with the Silver Flame mark, and banished to the wilderness. Twenty years later, I escaped from a prison-like marriage and searched the world for him. He wasn't there in the Alaskan blizzards. He wasn't there in the deep mountains of Romania. Under the polar night in the Arctic Circle, I called his name into the darkness. No one answered. Until a hunter told me: deep in the Yukon, someone had seen a lone wolf with the Silver Flame mark.

For some girls, age eighteen is the magical age of freedom and independence. For Aerys, turning eighteen means an arranged marriage to a man she's never met before, leaving the only home she's ever known, and accidentally discovering things she never knew about the world, about her family, and about herself, things that have been lurking beneath the surface all along. However, each new discovery brings new questions with it, and the answers could lead in some very dangerous directions. She and her fiancé, Dmitri, must decide whether or not to find the answers to these questions and what to do with the knowledge they gain. To change the game instead of living by others' rules, they must look beyond what they see.

"Hey, don't move!"
I was robbed by a stranger. But what he wanted was not money.
He tore my clothes off, kept kissing me hard, not to rape me.
He wanted me to cover his blood and track from his enemies.
I saw blood running out of his stomach.
He said thank you after he fooled his enemies.
I let him come into my place to get the bullet out of him.
I was a doctor.
He gave me a kiss the next morning and disappeared from my life.
It felt like a dream, I couldn't help thinking about the night making out with him.
Until one day, I saw him again in the hospital.
I learned that he was a soldier and that he had looked for me and loved me for a very very long time...
But I had no memory of him, until...

"If anything happens to Willow or her baby, you’ll wish you were never born."

Elias’s voice was a blade to my chest. I watched the woman he loved—his mistress—lying in a pool of blood at the bottom of the stairs. I didn't push her. She fell trying to grab me, trying to gloat about the child growing inside her. But he didn't care.

He cradled her broken body like she was precious glass, leaving his wife standing in the cold. He didn't know I was pregnant too. He didn't know that while he prayed for his mistress's bastard, he was destroying the mother of his legitimate heir.

I touched my flat stomach, tears freezing on my face as the ambulance lights painted us in red. He looked at me with pure hatred, a look that killed the last ember of my love.

"I'll sign the divorce papers, Elias," I whispered to the empty air as he rode away with her. "But you'll never see this baby. You chose the wrong child to save."

He's the captain—cold, disciplined, and untouchable.
He's the rookie—reckless, hot-headed, and impossible to ignore.

When Jace Maddox is assigned as Scott Harrington's roommate, sparks fly—heated arguments, stolen glances, and a rivalry neither can escape. But behind Jace’s reckless exterior hides a painful past, and behind Scott’s calm, controlled demeanor lies a boy carrying burdens no one sees.

Enemies on the ice, lovers in secret… and with every game, every touch, and every heartbeat, they’re falling head over skates for each other.

“I cut off his hands because he touched you. I gouged out his eyes because he looked at you. Do you want to keep playing games with me, Chloe?”

Eighteen years of being her father's heavily guarded mafia princess did nothing to prepare her for Christian Vaughn — a man who kills without hesitation, controls without mercy, and has just decided that she belongs to him.
She didn't choose him out of free will, signed his contract because the alternative was death at the hands of the Elites that wanted her gone.
Now she lives in his mansion, breathes the air he allows her, and plays the role of his devoted girlfriend while a target remains painted on her back and the bodies keep disappearing.
Christian doesn't love her. He doesn't love anything.
But he will burn the entire world down before he lets anyone else touch what is his.
And Chloe is beginning to realize that the most dangerous thing in her life isn't the killers hunting her.
It's the way she's slowly stopped being afraid of the one who already caught her.
Some monsters don't hide under your bed.
Some of them hand you a contract and tell you to sign.

*Warning: Including violence and explicit mature content.

"So? Will you? You let me fuck you, and I'll give your camera back." Zane repeated his offer.
"Fuck yourself! Asshole!" Alaia's face withered as she pushed against his chest the hardest she could manage. Her nails scratched his arms as she fought him. But she didn't move an inch from the bed. Or Zane away from her.
Instead, he caught her hands and pinned them above her head.
"Easy, rabbit!" He smirked without a trace of softness in his eyes. His eyes were blue-gray. Alaia saw the shade clearly now. Such a pretty pair of eyes, yet so ice-cold, soulless.
"Get your dirty hands off me!" Alaia roared and raised her head, getting into Zane's face spitefully.
Dirty? Zane sneered. Alaia Jones was no longer the same princess he first met. Still, her eyes glowered at him with pride, nobility, and dignity. It made Zane's anger boil up.
I will destroy all her pride. All her dignity! He promised inwardly. He first made that promise to himself a long time ago.
And now was the time to keep it.
"Hundred thousand dollars for one night!" Zane dropped it on the table. Alaia opened her mouth, but he didn't let her speak. "Your mother's hospital bills are due soon, right?" He continued, watching Alaia's face changing its expression.
Then he got up, opening the nightstand's drawer.
Alaia took a chance, getting up too. She stood in the middle of the room when he approached, handing her the photos. Alaia lowered her eyes, witnessing images of Vivi Brown passionately kissing David Green, a film director.
Everyone knew David was married and had two young children.
"You could kill two birds with one stone. You'll get these photos and 100K if you let me fuck you," Zane said. He didn't need to say anything more.
Alaia knew what he meant. Her mother wouldn't get disconnected from the life support in the hospital. And she could give her uncle money to save his company.
Those were the two birds.
And the stone was her virginity.

Dave is the handsome, arrogant and calculative heir to Tianshi's company and some others. He lost the will to love after the incident that happened between him and his ex, his friend named Michael and his dad. He lost his mother at a tender age and learned to rely on himself and his work. He meets with Jones, a woman who is more concerned with upholding of her dignity than pleasing someone. Dave tries to teach her a lesson but falls harder in love with her. Meanwhile, Michael is the person Jones love and on the long way, Michael also falls in love with her. What would Dave do? Especially when Michael is always getting everything that is his since from high school and the fact that his father will never allow these two together. Also, Dave ex gf is back to get back with Dave. Find out how the love scenes will unfold.

"Will you marry my groom, Hazel?" Indy asked me.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"I know you love him, please marry the devil."


Hazel Evan had been in love with her best friend's hot and irresistible fiancé, Tristan Hendrix, for a few years now. Never did she expect to receive the proposal from his supposed bride, to get married to her Prince Charming.

What if it turned out to be a terrible idea? What if she regretted her action? What if she had dug her own grave to hell? But wait… What if this devil actually had developed secret feelings for her? What if she was able to create a heart for herself in the ribcage of this heartless sexy devil?

Viren was the only son of the biggest industrialist Rai Bahadur. He is the CEO of the company. He was a ruthless businessman for the outer world but was very considerate and loving where his family matters or the persons he loved were involved. Due to his past baggage, he didn't have faith in commitments, love, and marriage.

Priya, a middle-class girl and assistant to Rai Bahadur, was a chirpy, soft-hearted girl who could do anything for her family. What will happen when both of them are tied in a contract marriage for one year?

One can not control whom to fall in love with, and the same happens with them. They fell in love with each other. Oblivious to each other's feelings, they continued their awkward, unwanted relationships.

A person seeing them from afar wouldn't believe that they are bound in a contract marriage. They were a lovey-dovey sweet couple.

The entrance of a person shatters their life. Their dream of living happily breaks. Circumstances take a turn and they decide to dissolve their marriage. With mutual consent, they file for divorce. Will this divorce break them apart?

Life was easy and happy until she met her mate.

There is a ritual in the Crismon red pack that Once you find your mate you have to mark and accept them willingly but Once the head alpha finds his mate, his Luna, he can't reject her. Otherwise, the rejected mate has to bear the consequences.
She never thought her mate would reject her and let her live in hell.

Arvan Black, the head alpha of the Crismon red pack is very dominant and a big bad wolf. Even Lycans are afraid of him. He is a true blood alpha. He expects his mate to be a powerful alpha or beta female.
He never thought about a weak omega would be his mate. It crushed his ego and his respect. He thought she won't be able to satisfy his needs and protect the whole pack with him.

Rose Lee, the mate of the head alpha. She knew how to struggle but never thought she had to survive her mate's rejection. She promised herself that she will never forgive the alpha who rejected her mercilessly.

BUT little did they know FATE HAD ANOTHER PLAN FOR THEM!

She wasn't supposed to survive the night.

On her eighteenth birthday, Lydia runs. Broken, bleeding, and out of options. Her stepfather had already sold her. The buyer was waiting. The only direction left was the one no human ever chose: into the forest that belonged to the wolves.

Alpha King Eric has one rule. Humans don't cross his borders and live to tell about it.

He breaks it.

He tells himself it's strategy. That keeping her close is safer than letting her go. That the way his wolf goes silent when she's near means nothing.
He's wrong about all of it.

Lydia isn't looking for a savior. She's looking for a way out. Out of the past, out of the fear, out of the version of herself that learned to disappear. What she finds instead is a world with its own rules, its own dangers, and an Alpha who watches her like she's either a threat or something he doesn't have a word for yet.

When his parents move against her and she runs again, Eric has to choose.

Broken Borders is book one of the Where the Wild Claims You series, a dark paranormal romance about a girl who survives, a king who bends, and a bond neither of them is ready to name.

Trigger Warning!

This book contains adult content.


"Let me take off your clothes, baby, we want to see you completely naked in front of us." The beautiful lady said softly, slowly walking towards me.

I swallowed hard and pulled up my bra, took off my panties and stood naked in front of them.

"Now get on all fours on the bed." At that moment, the handsome man next to her smiled and said to me, holding a whip...


My life has always been filled with sadness and pain, and I've always had chains around my body, holding me in place. But soon, my life changed, and the light in my eyes regained the brightness I had once lost.

Because two people cared enough about me to break the chains on me. They made me start to love myself and feel beautiful.

I love them more than anything.

Because of them, I am happy today.

My husband pushed me down the stairs when I was three months pregnant.

I thought it was his bipolar disorder acting up again. The doctors said he couldn't control himself. So I forgave him—just like I'd forgiven the cigarette burns, the broken ribs, and all those nights he choked me unconscious.

Then I lost our baby.

And overheard him on the phone: "The bitch deserved it. If she hadn't stopped me three years ago, Elena would be mine."

That's when I realized—he was never sick. He'd been torturing me on purpose for three years.

Punishing me because I "made him lose" the woman he loved.

So I signed the divorce papers and walked away without looking back.

After hearing about my peanut allergy, my boyfriend's newly crowned campus queen added peanut extract to my signature cocktail.

Just one sip in, and my skin immediately erupted in hives. My throat started to close up rapidly.

I stumbled toward my canvas tote, pulled out my life-saving EpiPen, and yanked off the cap.

But the next second, my blood ran cold.

The emergency EpiPen had been swapped out for a tube of lipstick by my boyfriend.

Seeing my face turn purple as I collapsed onto the floor, the campus queen suddenly burst into laughter:

"Surprise! I specifically told Julian to swap it out!"

"You are such a fake. Anaphylactic shock from a single sip?"

I desperately gripped my boyfriend's cuff, letting out strained, wheezing gasps like a broken bellows:

"Julian... if you don't give me the real one... I'm really going to die!"

He peeled my fingers off him one by one and swatted my hand away in disgust, frowning slightly:

"Do you really think you're some delicate princess? It's just a drink. Are you seriously doing this?"

"Madison is right. You're just a drama queen making a scene!"

I gave up pleading for him to understand. Instead, I pressed the custom fountain pen in my pocket, triggering my old-money family's highest-tier SOS signal.

To marry me, my fiancé Sebastian Knight said he wanted his childhood friend Isabella to be our surrogate.

I agreed. Because I couldn't have children, and the Knight family desperately needed an heir.

After Isabella "successfully" got pregnant, Sebastian became a completely different person. He started making her nutritious meals, accompanying her to prenatal appointments, even memorizing every food she disliked.

Yet he couldn't even remember my birthday.

Two weeks before our wedding, I received an anonymous email.

The video on the screen made me understand everything in an instant—Sebastian and Isabella were in bed together.

So this was his "surrogacy plan."

I, his fiancée, was just the last fool to find out.

I canceled all the wedding arrangements, tore up the wedding dress, and threw away the ring.

On our original wedding day, Isabella gave birth to his son in the delivery room, while I was already sitting in first class on a flight abroad.

Sebastian, this time I'M the one leaving YOU.

Briana Schneider believed she could win Maxim Yoder’s love. Yet, after three years of marriage, all she got were photos of Maxim in bed with another woman-Kiley Schneider, who happened to be Briana’s twin sister. At that point, Briana chose to let go of her quest for Maxim’s affection and moved forward. It seemed like the right decision for both of them. However, when she handed the divorce papers to Maxim, he angrily tore them apart and cornered her against the wall. “We’re not getting a divorce unless I die.” Briana was completely unfazed by Maxim’s wrath. “You can only have either Kiley or me. It’s your decision.” Eventually, Maxim opted for Kiley. Yet, after losing Briana for good, Maxim realized that he was truly in love with her…

Hudson Harrington is untouchable. Captain of the hockey team, heir to a powerful alpha bloodline, in complete control of everything. No one challenges him.

Then Jaden Williams steps onto his ice and refuses to kneel.

Jaden is a freshman with no name and no respect for boys who were handed everything. He earned his spot through sweat and obsession, and he's not bowing to some golden boy who thinks the rink belongs to him.

From the first moment, it's war. Every practice, every game, every look across the locker room. Hudson wants him gone. Jaden wants to prove he belongs.

But hate has a way of turning into something else.

They're both alphas. The world says what they feel is wrong: two alphas can't be together, shouldn't want each other. But every time they fight, they get closer. Every time they try to stay away, they crash back together harder.

So who's going to break first?

After being hated and rejected her entire life, for a mistake she made in the past, Lady Rihanna, daughter of the Beta decided to leave Black Hills.
Wandering off as a rogue, she heightened her powers and became the fearsome dread called Your Silver.
Accompanied by her silver wolf, she was ready to unleash hell on all who rejected her but then she meets her second chance mate, Alpha of Black Rose, who she couldn’t refuse.
An evil is rising that'd need the blood of the silver wolf to succeed. Would Rihanna forsake her pain and work with her mates, old and new?
Or would she charge head-on to the evil risking her own life? Enjoy this enthralling read!!

Damian is a comestic surgeon who desires to find true love. After some failed relationship, he traveled to Maldives to have a good time.

Carina is a writer who started suffering from writer's block on her second book. She traveled to Maldives to overcome her writer's block.

They both met and their lives changed.

His lips wrapped around my clit and sucked hard enough to make my hips jerk against his face. I felt the tension building inside me, growing tighter and hotter, like I was going to fall apart any second. "Fuck, Hendrix," I moaned and my voice broke as my fingers gripped the sheets.

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Hendrix has always been trouble, ignoring warnings and getting into messes—like the time he snuck into Dennis’s (my second mom's) basement and ended up with a scar. Now, at 20, he’s battling ARDS and has been sent to a wellness center for treatment, which I've been forced to go to too. I’ve always seen him as my annoying stepbrother, but something about this place has me looking at him differently. Suddenly, I can’t shake how attractive he looks, and it’s messing with my head. These next four months are going to be way more complicated than I expected.

It all started in middle school, Dorian Klient was my worst enemy.

He was the popular hockey captain who made my life hell. I was the girl he bullied for my looks. Then one fight ruined both our lives. He left town. I swore I’d never think about him again.

Years later, he’s back. Same jawline. Same arrogance. Same Dorian.

But this time I’m not that scared kid anymore. I’m Bella McCain. And I refuse to let him ruin me twice.

Except… why does my heart race every time he looks at me? Why does the boy I hated most feel dangerously close to becoming the one I want?

It's shitty when you start falling for the hockey captain who broke you. Well I'm offside with you, captain annoying.

This story is about Rafael King who is a Mafia King and a simple girl Eva Rogers,
He is a heartless and cruel man and she is a simple, innocent and caring girl for whom her responsibilities are everything.
How after an accidental meeting and spending an evening together in Paris, the Mafia King becomes obsessed with the innocent girl, and wants to keep her with him forever, at any cost. Will she also fall for him that much hard the way he adore her.
But what will happen when Rafael's family wants to take Eva's life, will he be able to save Eva and keep his promise?
When Eva discovers the truth about Rafael King as his 5-year-old daughter and an obsessed wife

Nora Vess has one rule at Harrow Elite Academy: stay invisible. Her scholarship hangs by a thread, and one mistake means losing everything. She has no room for distractions. Especially not Callum Ashford.

Basketball star. Student president. Untouchable. His name is engraved in bronze above every door she walks through. He's never had to try, never had to fight, never had to care. Then he tanks their chemistry experiment, and Nora's grade and her scholarship are suddenly at risk.

She wants revenge. She gets an ultimatum. Callum's father demands he find a girlfriend by the end of term, or one will be chosen for him. Nora needs protection from the committee that wants her gone. So they strike a deal: sixty days. Fake relationship. No feelings. Strictly business.

But Callum has secrets buried deeper than his family's money. And Nora is about to learn that the boy everyone thinks is unbreakable is already shattered.

She was supposed to play the girlfriend. She wasn't supposed to care. But sixty days is a long time to pretend. And some deals were meant to be broken.

Salem pairs with Malik Roane, her partner, to chase leads quietly. But trust starts to crack. Malik knows more about her past than he admits.

The killer escalates victims are murdered in ways tied to specific foster kids. One was drowned in a bathtub. Another buried with dolls stuffed in their mouths.

Salem visits Dr. Ezra Kade, who helped her after a traumatic incident she can’t fully remember. He urges her to access what she’s repressed.

Meanwhile, a viral influencer, Tasha Bloom, starts releasing video clips from an anonymous source. Each one paints Salem as unstable, dangerous… possibly guilty.

Someone is watching Salem. Filming her. They know what happened in that house. And now, the world might know too

Elise Hernandez is an introverted high school girl struggling to leave her past behind. Writing is the only way she knows to ease the pain she feels inside. She has built strong walls around herself, fearing attachment to the people she meets.

As a gift for her seventeenth birthday, her friends Arya and Zara convince her to join a music camp featuring the world’s most famous boy band. Will the camp make any difference in her life? And what will she risk if the only person who gives her hope turns out to be one of the reasons her nightmares return?

Cael Morrow has one rule: never look too long at anyone. Because when he does, he sees the date they'll die. He's kept that secret buried since he watched the numbers above his family's heads count down to zero. Now he's seventeen, living under the roof of his mother's new husband, and trying to survive a school where his new stepbrother, Rowe Daltry, runs everything.
Rowe is cold, controlled, and the most feared boy at Harken Prep. He doesn't do feelings. He doesn't do questions. And he definitely doesn't do the quiet, damaged boy; his father just moved into the room down the hall.
But when Cael accidentally reads Rowe's death date, and it's closer than anyone could imagine, everything changes. Cael can't leave. Rowe won't let him. And the truth about what Cael can see is only the first secret between them that could destroy everything.

Fate works in the most unprecedented of ways. The one person you hope to love for all eternity ends up being destined to another, and then, you just sit there, watching them all giddy and happy in love.

And then, you wonder, what’s your role then in all of this? How many times can fate betray you before you realize you can’t trust it?

But Bronte’s love story wasn’t exactly meant to be that simple.

She has always loved Alexander, for as long as she can remember, even before growing into the awareness of destined mates. And Alpha Alexander loved her right back, in an almost too convenient way.

But on the night she is meant to be his mate and Luna, her entire world shifts. She comes in contact with the one thing she shouldn't have seen, and that marks her for death.
She should have died that night, but she didn’t.

Instead, she wakes up one week earlier, on the day of their engagement, reliving a life she already lived, knowing fully well that the week will end in her murder.

But something is different this time.

The man who watched her die, Alexander's younger brother, is still standing where he has always been. Right at the centre of her life, dangerous, quiet, and hiding truths that burn hotter than his desires.

And then, it begs the question, can fate be rewritten?