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I gave up my dream offer to Cambridge just so I could follow my heavily bullied childhood sweetheart to Princeton.

Yet, the day before we were supposed to submit our applications, I overheard him and his teammates laughing heartily:

"Man, you deserve an Oscar," one of them snickered. "You actually got the Vanderbilt heiress to drop Cambridge just by playing the victim?"

"To cause a rift with my family for me, and to serve as my shield against adversity—what a foolish heiress, impossible to shake off," Carter sneered to his friends.

"Once I drag her to Princeton, I can finally date Lily without her getting in the way."

I didn't storm in.

I quietly shredded my Princeton forms and submitted my Cambridge acceptance.

Carter seemed to have forgotten one crucial detail: without my family's money, he wasn't a tragic prince. He was just a stray dog.

The day I get diagnosed with stage four lung cancer, I can finally stop selling plasma.

For five years, I thought I was paying for the fire that killed my parents and son, left my brother disabled. Selling plasma, joining drug trials, doing the worst jobs imaginable, all to pay back a debt that wasn't even real.

The doctor says I have a few weeks left. I clutch the diagnosis report and head home to tell them.

The moment I push open the door, I see my parents in the kitchen, the ones who supposedly died in the fire. My brother, who was supposed to be in a wheelchair, stands there raising a glass, laughing with my husband.

My brother shrugs like it's nothing. "The broken leg was fake the whole time. You were the only one hurt in the fire. We just wanted to teach you a lesson, make you appreciate things."

"We were going to tell you eventually." My husband pats my shoulder. "Go apologize to Vanessa. Stop giving her a hard time."

"All the money you gave us went to Vanessa," Dad says. "That's what you get for throwing your bio-daughter status in her face."

I touch the diagnosis in my pocket. Everything was a lie. The only truth is that I'm dying.

Three years of hidden marriage.
Eight divorce papers.
A cancer diagnosis.
And his first love's pregnancy report - sent straight to her inbox.
Aurelia gave everything to Finnian. In return, he gave her silence, coldness - and eventually, divorce.
He thought he didn't need her - until she was gone for good.
Now he knows: he didn't just lose a wife. He lost the only woman he ever loved.
Too bad she's no longer the woman who once waited for him.
She's now a global bestselling sci-fi author and the sole heiress to a billion-dollar empire - elegant, untouchable, and with no room left in her heart for regrets.
"You lied about your family. Your illness. Was your love for me a lie too?"
"No. That was the only truth. And you destroyed it."
Now he kneels. She reigns.
Watch the forgotten wife become a queen - and her ex-husband burn with regret.

After I found out about the secret admirer he’s been talking to for the past two months the, he throws divorce papers at my face after being married for six months. He claims that his admirer would give him half of the Williamson cooperation. He thinks I’m the naive middle class woman he married but what he doesn’t know is I’m the owner of the Williamson Cooperation, the company I inherited from my father’s as his only child just before he died. Throws out of the house, I decided to reclaim my power and move back to my estate. I hosted a convention where the secret admirer would be handing him the properties and I put everyone in shock when I show up and they find out it’s me. Richard begs at my feet for mercy but I totally ignore him and choose his personal assistant who has always been good to me from the very day I stepped into Richard’s mansion as his wife

My betrothed, Theron, gave me a unicorn — the highest honor our court could grant a lady.
I had it hitched to a dung cart and sent through the lower city.
Only because I had lived this life before.
Last time, I was proud of that creature. I rode it to every hunt, every procession, and people said no beast so pure had ever chosen a rider. My light was the brightest among the elves. Then, season by season, it went out. I withered, I burned away in my own bed, and everyone wept over how strangely the great Lady Eldraine had aged.
I thought it was some illness. I begged every healer in the realm. None of them found a thing.
I only learned the truth after I died.
My spirit watched a girl climb out of that unicorn's body. Elowen. The pale, dying little thing the whole court called a saint — and the woman Theron had wanted all along. She was wearing my light now — my glow, my color, my stolen years. She was radiant. She was alive. And she was in Theron's arms, where I used to stand.
"The binding held," she whispered to him. "Every time she rode me, I drank a little more. Her light. Her magic. Her life. It's all mine now."
Theron didn't even glance at my body. "She gave you her life," he said. "She should be glad."
So I laughed, when I woke again on the morning he led that unicorn into the hall.

As an orphan who works as a stripper at a high-end bar, Olivia Marie Miller, 24, was ecstatic when a VIP paid thousands of dollars to see her perform. However, a God-like multi-billionaire mysteriously appeared in front of her, claiming to be her fiancé and ruining all of her efforts to escape the rat race that fate has placed upon her.

Given the chance to escape her pitiful life, Olivia didn't hesitate to join in on the game of life she had unwittingly entered and pretend to be Reese Jones, the upcoming wife of a multi-billionaire.

But what if she falls in love with Chase Maxwell, the man who married her in a flash?

In the midst of all the lies and deception, would Olivia be able to suffer the consequences if Chase discovers her true identity?

Stealing someone's property is not her thing. But when she saw him for the first time it seemed like the cycle of her world changed. But she knew he was off-limits because it is a mistake to love someone when your bestfriend owns it. But she did not think that their friendship would end because of just one mistake.

Can she correct her mistake to restore the broken friendship?

R18+, LGBT,BXB,love triangle, pornography, warning...

I am a man, but I fell in love with a married man. I know I shouldn't fall in love with him, but he is too charming. I can't control my desire for him. I made a mistake, but I am completely crazy about him. I am willing to be his little devil and fall with him. I want to completely pull him into my devil's nest...

“I can make you scream,” he whispered, “without fucking you, Val.”
Then his tongue flicked against her ear before he sucked it into his mouth, wet and hot, his hips pressing harder into her, making her legs tighten instinctively around his waist.


"In his world, you kneel for one of two things—to beg for mercy… or to beg for more.”

Five years ago, Valerie Ledford let a stranger kiss her like no man ever had. It was supposed to be one reckless night, a dare to savor before marrying into one of the most powerful crime families in New York. And she thought she’d left it behind her.

Until now.

On the eve of taking over her fiancé’s billion-dollar real estate empire, Valerie meets the company’s newest hire: Maximilian Cardini. The same man who once pinned her to a wall and made her question everything. He is as dangerous to her composure as he was that night.

But Max isn’t just an irresistible employee. He has secrets—dark ones, rooted deep in the underground world Valerie is about to marry into. And while she doesn’t know it yet, Max has no intention of playing nice.

Lexton Alfacht lives in shadows—ruthless, untouchable, and haunted by a deadly mistake. The man he killed in a brutal turf war was more than a rival… he was his best friend.
Drowning in guilt, Lexton retreats into solitude—until Aurora Vernon shows up at his door.

Beautiful, defiant, and dangerously tempting, Aurora is Gamaliel’s younger sister, carrying her brother’s final wish: that Lexton protect her. She doesn’t know the truth—that the man she now lives with is the one who stole her brother’s life.
And Lexton intends to keep it that way.

But Aurora is fire in his cold world. Her presence ignites a desire Lexton never expected to feel again—raw, possessive, and forbidden. As her innocence teases his restraint, and her trust threatens to unravel his secrets, Lexton finds himself in the one war he’s not sure he can win: the one between guilt and want.

When the truth erupts, Aurora is forced to face the man who destroyed her past... and awakened her deepest desires. Will she run from the man who broke her heart—or surrender to the one who’s already claimed her body?

Baner, a transgender high school senior, steps into the glamorous nightlife, where love, temptation, and betrayal mix. As a model, he meets Cavin, a rich businessman, accidentally, and it is a wild romance of power play, secrets, and passion. But here, Baner is caught between love, dignity, and the price of doing so. With an unexpected love triangle and brutal family expectations weighing on his shoulders, Baner has to make a choice—will he fight for bliss or give way to societal pressures?

I don't dance because I love it. I dance because I'm a debt collector for my own soul.
My sister hasn't walked in twelve months. That's my fault. I was the one behind the wheel, and I was the one who walked away without a scratch while Lumi lost the use of her legs. Now I spend my days mopping the floors of the elite Vance Academy, watching rich kids complain about their stress while I calculate the cost of my sister's next surgery. I smell like bleach and old sneakers. I dance in dark alleys until my toes bleed, because it is the only time I don't feel like I'm suffocating.
Then Coach Elias sees me. He calls it an opportunity. I call it a paycheck.
If I can survive one semester and win the Winter Gala prize money, I can get Lumi the surgery she needs. But the Academy's golden boy, Caspian Thorne, wants me gone before I ruin something he has never had to work for in his life. He thinks I'm a joke. The girl who learned to pirouette on cracked concrete, playing dress-up in his world.
He's right that I don't belong here. He's wrong about everything else.
I don't know how to play by their rules. I don't know how to smile through the silk ribbons and the trust funds and the inherited grace. But I know how to survive. And in a world where everything shines because I’m the one scrubbing it clean, I’m ready to leave a permanent stain. If I have to break every heart in this building to save my sister, I will. Starting with his.

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At my Mating Ceremony, the pack's newly appointed Chief Forger ripped the sacred collar from my neck for all to see.
"Your bland scent is entirely unworthy of such an ancient artifact."
She gripped the metal shears, flashing me a provocative smirk.
"The Alpha gave me permission to follow my inspiration whenever it strikes. I cut it, but I’ll forge you a new one later. Consider it a mating gift."
Gasps rippled through the surrounding wolves. For a female, having her bare, unmarked neck exposed in public was the ultimate humiliation.
My mate, the Alpha of the Obsidian Pack, strode over. Instead of punishing her, he warned me, "She is a rare prodigy, highly sensitive to spiritual aura. Don't throw your weight around as the future Luna and be so petty."
Catching the blatant favoritism in his eyes, I let out a cold laugh.
Fine. Since she destroyed the priceless treasure hand-forged by the High Priestess, she would pay the price.
I stared dead into his eyes and announced on the spot, "The Mating Ceremony is canceled."

Olivia spent years loving Brian in silence, trapped in a relationship with no promises, no certainties, and no future. Whilst she waited to be chosen, he always found a way to slip away.

Until the day she left.

Determined to start afresh, far from everything that hurt her, Olivia decides to leave the past behind. But some ties cannot be severed so easily.

Months later, an unexpected reunion brings the two face to face once more — and Brian realises, too late, that he has lost far more than he ever imagined.

Now, amidst hurt, secrets, and feelings that never truly faded, they must discover whether the love they destroyed in the past is still strong enough to deserve a second chance.

Because some stories end.
Others simply wait for the right moment to begin again.

Aliens are real. And they've got big plans. Anara is just your average young adult who has been selected randomly with a hundred individuals from all over the galaxy to survive on subterrestrial grounds. Now, either she survives the trials she is out through or dies lightyears away from Earth. What awaits the different individuals in the arena? Is it death? Is it love? Or is it the administrators themselves?
Read to see Anara go from an ordinary detective to a strong leader who attracts a bad boy prince from another planet and a good boy soldier from another. Who will she choose? Will things get steamy while lives are on the line?
Is there a way back home? Is there even a home left to go back to?

"Are you trying to tell me you're close to six hundred years old?"
"No."
"Okay, then what are you telling me?"
"I'm telling you I'm over six hundred years old. I was born in 1410."
"No. No. No, no, no, no." Samantha rubbed her head. "It's the head injury, isn't it? I'm hallucinating."
Dr. Samantha Moore is one of the youngest and most acclaimed researchers in the world. Her specialty is blood, and she has been recruited by the largest pharmaceutical company in Scotland. For what purpose, she cannot begin to imagine, but in an attempt to break out of her painfully shy shell, she throws caution to the wind and leaves her family and best friend behind in Savannah.
Dr. Kade Gunnach is taking a chance hiring an outsider, but he's desperate to find out how to help his sister. He believes the key lies in her blood, but so far, no one has found the answers. When the new researcher walks into his office, he's unprepared for his reaction to her and the life-changing ramifications her arrival brings.
They're drawn together by a force neither is prepared for, but Kade is holding something back. Something that could scare her away.
When Samantha learns his secret, will she run?
Will Kade be able to live with the answers he's been desperately searching for?

‘PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE.’
“And where exactly would you go after the divorce?” Felix scorned.
“Have you forgotten you had nothing when grandma took you in?” He added, giving her a dismissive once-over.
There was no hint of surprise on his face regarding the divorce news, which all the more showed how much he disliked her.
Wren has spent three years of her life trying to be the perfect housewife to an unloving man. But when she’s pushed to the wall, she’s forced to retaliate.
However she has no idea what is waiting for her on the other side. Happiness at last or worse chaos?

Perry Lake never believed in fate, especially not when it came to love. To take revenge on her cold, power-hungry father, she broke off her engagement to Richard Scott, the ruthless Alpha of the feared Bloodmoon Pack. Walking away from that world should have meant freedom.

But one impulsive night changes everything.

Perry walked into Richard's room to end things. She never expected to end up in the bed of a stranger—an Alpha who overwhelmed her senses. Even worse, the Moon Goddess has bound them as fated mates.

Now, torn between the desire to escape and the pull of a bond she can't deny, Perry must face a destiny she never wanted—with the man she tried hardest to forget. But can love bloom where betrayal and secrets still linger?

After two years of marriage, I humbled myself to the dust, only to be called "scheming" by him. In his eyes, I was just a woman who crawled into his bed through dirty tricks, using children as tools, never comparing to his pitiful "sister-in-law."

When he disgustedly tore my clothes and roughly pressed me down, I tremblingly told him: "I'm pregnant!" But he sneered, saying I was acting. Even after I lost the child, he was still happily chatting with the perpetrator's family.

Finally, I was tired and exhausted. All my love and endurance meant nothing to him.

When I threw the divorce papers in his face, I thought it was the end, but it was just the beginning. When he gripped my wrist tightly, pinned me against the car door, and sealed my lips with a punishing, possessive kiss, I shamefully felt something... What does this man really want?

“You really thought you could run from me, wife?”

Marrying Bratva king Asher Volkov was supposed to save my mother, not ruin my life. It was supposed to be a deal. A contract. A fake marriage.

Instead, I fell for the one man I should have feared.

The closer I got to Asher, the harder it became to ignore the dangerous pull between us. Every touch felt forbidden. Every glance felt like a promise I shouldn’t want.

Then I discovered I was pregnant.

When a devastating secret from our past came to light, I disappeared without a trace. But men like Asher Volkov don’t lose what belongs to them.

Now he’s hunting me down, obsessed with bringing me back to his side. The problem is, I’m hiding a truth that could destroy everything we have.

Because if Asher discovers what I’ve been keeping from him, he might never forgive me.

And if he doesn’t…

He’ll never let me go.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on her, Olivia!" He growls at me in anger.
Inwardly, my wolf whimpers in pain; Enzo may not have been our fated mate, but we had formed a mate bond with him.
I have never seen Enzo act this way before. He was naked but didn't care about his appearance. He had never fiercely protected me this way before.
"Our marriage is over. I'm sick of you anyway. I, Alpha Enzo, reject you, Olivia, as my mate and Luna." Enzo's voice was filled with hatred. "Sign the divorce papers and put an end to this ill-fated relationship."
My wolf submitted to the alpha command in Enzo's voice, and I couldn't do anything to stop myself from signing the divorce papers against my will.
I had made Enzo the alpha of this pack and given him everything; not once did I dream that the powers I handed over to him would one day be used against me.
I'm tired of being cheated on.
It's payback time, alphas.


She has been betrayed and hurt by love not just once but twice.
The first man to betray Olivia was her mate, Hunter; he slept with another woman before they could get engaged.
The second man who stepped on Olivia's heart was Alpha Enzo, her husband. He did it the day she was about to share the news of her pregnancy with him.
Olivia made Enzo an alpha, but he made her an unhappy woman after marriage and then forced her to divorce him. He stole everything and left Olivia with nothing.
Left with nothing but a baby, Olivia is offered a deal from her ex-mate, Hunter. A contract marriage. But this time around, Olivia refuses to be a fool who gets used and dumped by men when they are done getting what they wanted.
Olivia wants revenge on the two men who had ruined her life and broken her heart; however, with hidden secrets and past misunderstandings, will Olivia's cold heart and cruelty be justified? Or will she regret her decision for revenge?

I'm a folklorist. Folk traditions are my field.
At first, I thought it was just an ordinary rhyme, a scrap of oral history set to a tune.
"A rag doll in the mire, swinging high up to the sky..."
We all thought it was just a prank.
Until the first person drowned in the bog. Then the second fell from a tower crane. Then the third somehow drowned in a bathtub.
I stared at the black symbol surfacing on the back of my hand.
And then I saw the dean—the one who was supposed to be dead—standing outside my dorm window in a long black dress, smiling at me with impossible tenderness...

Revenge brought her back. His unwavering love made her stay.

Paisley Hughes opens her eyes three years in the past, at the start of her gilded cage marriage to tycoon Clive Harrington. Haunted by the memory of her tragic end, she is a storm of vengeance, ready to expose the betrayal that awaits. Yet she swiftly uncovers a stunning truth: her powerful, enigmatic husband has loved her silently but fiercely all along.

Thrust into the heart of his family's ruthless succession war, Paisley discovers that Clive's devotion is her greatest weapon. Together, they battle hidden enemies and poisonous alliances. This time, she fights not just to settle scores, but to claim the powerful love and the true family that were always her destiny.

"There is no us. There hasn't been for six years."
"You dropped divorce papers at my feet, Aidan. In front of cameras and everyone who mattered. Your mistress called me trash, and you stood there and said nothing."
"He is not yours, Aidan. He has a father. If I had been pregnant with your child back then, I would have gotten rid of it. You don't deserve anything from me."
Six years ago, Evelyn believed she had the perfect marriage.
On the night Aidan Smith celebrated his greatest achievement, she was ready to reveal the happiest news of her life. She was pregnant with his child.
Instead, she was publicly humiliated.
Aidan believed a cruel lie and chose his mistress over the wife who had loved him for years. In front of cameras and high society, he ended their marriage without knowing he was leaving behind a child who would change everything.
Heartbroken, Evelyn disappeared and started over.
Six years later, she returns as Evelyn Cole, a world renowned fashion designer and billionaire CEO. She built an empire, raised her son alone, and became the woman no one can look down on anymore.
Then fate brings her back into Aidan's life.
When the truth finally comes out, Aidan realizes the woman he abandoned was the greatest treasure he ever lost.
He wants his ex wife back.
But Evelyn Cole no longer belongs to him. And this time... he will be the one begging for her love.

Five years ago, Emma Holloway made the cruelest choice of her life—breaking the heart of the only man who ever truly loved her. She let him walk away without knowing the truth. Now? She’s broke, desperate, and hiding behind a fake name just to land a job.

Only it’s not just any job. It’s at Harrington Enterprises.

And her new boss?
Cole Harrington. The man she pushed away. The man who built an empire… and never forgot the woman who betrayed him.

Cole is colder now. Powerful, unreadable, and engaged to someone else. But when he sees her again—“Emily Grace,” as she now calls herself—he plays along. Smiling in public. Testing her in private. Pushing boundaries she’s too vulnerable to defend.

She needs the paycheck. He wants answers.
But neither of them are prepared for what happens when secrets start unraveling, and emotions long buried come roaring back.

Because Cole isn’t just back for business.

He’s back for closure.
Or revenge.
And maybe... her heart.

My sister’s TikTok Shop was on the verge of being shut down. As a top livestream creator with three million followers, I stepped in and turned a warehouse full of dead inventory into bestsellers.

That night, my sister shipped the wrong items for three hundred orders. I apologized on camera, then paid ten thousand dollars out of my own pocket to issue refunds and send replacements.

After the livestream, I went to the warehouse to pick up samples for tomorrow. The second I grabbed two insulated tumblers, my sister snatched them out of my hands.

“I knew it! You’ve been stealing from me again!”

I told her they were samples and that every item had been logged.

She refused to listen and smacked the shelf with her palm.

“My inventory has been off for months because you’ve been stealing from me! Pay me twenty thousand dollars, or I’m calling the cops!”

For three months, I hadn’t charged a flat fee or taken a dime in commission. I had even covered the customer service costs myself.

And now she was calling me a thief.

Our parents rushed in when they heard the shouting. Mom wrapped an arm around my sister and glared at me.

“You’re her older sister. You’re supposed to help her. But stealing says everything about what kind of person you are.”

Dad looked at me with disappointment. “Do you have any idea how hard your sister has worked to build this business? How could you take advantage of her?”

I looked at the three of them, each one convinced they were in the right, and laughed.

Fine. If they thought anyone could sell this stuff, they could go live and sell it themselves.

AN AGE GAP, FORCED PROXIMITY, BLACK FLAG ROMANCE

Vincenzo Valentini is a man who sees the world as a business counter and human beings as merchandise.

The owner of an empire built upon corpses and submission, he is the reflection of pure perversity.

When fate places Andrew Thompson, the son of his greatest rival, into his hands, the plan was simple: use him, break him, and discard him like a toy that has lost its appeal.

What Vincenzo did not expect was that, beneath the youthful skin and the appearance of innocence, Andrew hid the same abyss as he did.

Vincenzo never wanted redemption. He never wanted someone to save him from his own darkness. He was seeking a mirror. And in Andrew, he found the partner who, upon seeing his blood-stained hands, does not recoil in terror, but trembles with desire.

In this perverse game, the "little toy" proves to be the perfect executioner. The mafia leader found someone who not only accepts his cruel side but cultivates it, feeding the monster Vincenzo has always been.

Where there should have been fear, lust emerged. Where there should have been hatred, a perverse loyalty was born. Andrew Thompson is the dark reflection of Vincenzo, the soldier the underworld did not see coming, and the man who proved that, for some, paradise only makes sense if it is in the middle of chaos.

Vincenzo opened the doors to his empire, but Andrew was the only one capable of invading his heart.

They are not heroes. They are hell on earth.

When Edie Marshall meets a mysterious - and drop-dead gorgeous - man in the woods just outside her small town, she has no idea who he is or where he’s come from.

She has no idea why she has such an instant, intense connection with this dangerous-looking man, with his arms full of tattoos and his deep, velvety voice.

She has no idea why she trusts him enough to tell him things she’s never told anyone else.

And she definitely has no idea that their brief, passionate encounter will lead to her getting pregnant.

It’s only then that she learns her “mystery man” from the woods is actually Rafe Fontaine - celebrity, Hollywood royalty, and notorious womanizer.

Can she trust her heart - and her baby - to Hollywood’s wildest bad boy?

Due to explicit scenes, this steamy romance is rated 18+.

The Mystery of You is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

James Johnson bought me from the black market for five million.
I went from being a mercenary to his bodyguard, and also his plaything to satisfy his desires.
Countless intimate nights gradually changed the nature of our relationship.
Until he risked his life to save me during a gang shootout.
His restrained feelings finally broke free, and he proposed to me.
But today, five years later.
Right after James took control of the Johnson Family, he quickly got engaged to Julia, the daughter of the Smith Family, the biggest arms dealer.
I confronted him, only to overhear his conversation with a friend.
"I told Sophia I'd marry her just to make her give everything for me, even die for me. After all, those brothers fighting me for the inheritance are all crazy."
His friend laughed. "But she's risked her life for you for six years. That's pretty cold."
"Doesn't matter. With her background, she was never fit to be a mafia heir's wife anyway."
I stood outside the door and let out a bitter laugh.
Back in my room, I contacted Marshall Johnson.
"I promised to keep James safe until he became head of the Johnson Family. The mission's complete now. Please give me my freedom as agreed."

"Whether you like it or not, sister, you're getting married to the Alpha of the Silverclaw Coven at first light."

Those words shatter the fragile peace Rosa has clung to for four years...


For four years, Rosa has been a prisoner in her own home, confined to a single room by her evil brother, Lance, after a tragedy shattered their family. The world outside has become a distant memory, replaced by the growing darkness within her. But on the eve of a forced marriage ceremony, everything changes.

Attracted by a scent he has never experienced before, Caspian , a vicious Alpha who has spent years looking for his mate, arrives at the palace. He senses Rosa's presence as a wolf distinguished by her wild erratic strength.

For Caspian, Rosa's eyes represent a weapon, a prize and a mate unlike any other, while for others they represent madness. He declares his intention to claim her disregarding the warnings and whispers starting a series of events that will bring them both to ruin.

In an effort to break his sister's disturbing powers and establish a relationship with his pack and Alpha Caspian, Lance quickly hands her over to him, ensuring her demise. But Rosa wont play the role. She tries a risky escape because she is so desperate to be free but Caspian pursues her relentlessly.

Captured and constrained by obligation she is compelled to enter into a marriage that is unlikely to be typical. Will Rosa give in to the darkness that threatens to devour her or will she manage to use her abilities and escape Caspians hold? And what exactly is Alpha Caspian pursuing-power, a weapon or something much more sinister?

Rebirth. Revenge. Romance.
In her past life, Delia was blind to love. Betrayed by her cousin and ex, she discarded her "crippled" husband Curtis-only to die disfigured and alone.
Now she's back.
This time, she tears up the divorce papers and clings to Curtis's side-only to discover he's not weak at all. In fact, when he rises from his wheelchair, the world bows.
"You're mine-body and soul," he growls, his voice like velvet and steel.
She's the one seducing him now-until he's addicted, crazed, and can't live without her.
She'll crush her enemies, reclaim everything they stole, and love the man who once gave her the world.
This time, she'll give him back everything-and more.

"Sophie Patterson. Don't you dare walk away from me." Logan's menacing stare bore at me. I suddenly didn't feel drunk anymore. I sobered up quickly.

"What, Logan? You're gonna tell me that you suddenly love me again? That you're here to sweep me off my feet? Please! I didn't need you all this time, and I don't need you now." He clenched his jaw, fisting his hands.

"Enough. Stop being so damn stubborn. You know I do. I love you. I never stopped loving you, Sophie. It was always you."

I left my hometown hoping to never see him again. I left with his baby still inside of me.

Seven years after, and here I am again. Standing before him and a six-year-old wanting to know who his dad is, and asking me to marry him because everyone in his class but him and his best friend don't have a daddy.

What am I supposed to do with all these feelings that are resurfacing? I'm realizing every day that I never got over him. I merely suppressed my feelings, and his telling me this now- to my face, just made things more complicated.

“I am Ivan, a meteorologist. In my past life, I was tied up in the snow and froze to death by my wife’s family. After being reborn, I personally bought up all the inferior supplies they needed. When a blizzard of minus fifty degrees Celsius came down, and when the gangsters kicked down his door, I was sitting in a safe house two kilometers away, holding a whiskey, watching the surveillance footage—this is my revenge.”

"Sloane, where there's smoke, there's fire. If you're really clean, why is it only burning you?"
In my last life, when those fabricated hotel records went viral on the company Slack, I scrambled to explain. I cried. I begged.
What I got was a suspension, a blacklist, and a foster mother who died on a hospital bed because I could no longer pay for her meds.
The person who started it all? Walked right over my corpse into a partnership.
Then I opened my eyes—and I was back. Three days before the promotion list dropped.
I stared at the pixelated "explicit screenshot" on my screen, and I didn't cry. Didn't rage.
I just smiled and hit screen record.
This time, I'm not proving I'm clean.
I'm proving they're guilty.

Dorian, my boyfriend of three years, was a partner at a top-tier Boston law firm. He was gentle, refined, and absolutely flawless.
A week ago, he buried his face in my neck late at night, whispering that the city was suffocating him. He wanted to take me back to his hometown to meet Octavia, the grandmother who had single-handedly raised him.
I agreed without hesitation.
But on Crane Island, every night Dorian would slip out of our bed, using Octavia's gout as an excuse.
Until that night. I crept barefoot to Octavia’s door and pressed my ear against the wood.
What I heard wasn’t a sick old woman. It was Dorian’s heavy panting, mixed with the shameless, breathy moans of a young woman...

First day back after the long weekend. I get a few artisan gift baskets shipped in from my family's farm: maple syrup, raw honey, smoked beef jerky, handmade jams. Top-shelf stuff, every single one. Shipping alone runs me a few hundred dollars.

After the morning meeting, I hand them out one by one. The team crowds around me, all smiles, falling over themselves saying things like "You're literally the best, Ms. Bennett" and "Oh my god, you're such an amazing boss."

They're barely out the door when I notice the conference room projector is still mirroring someone's phone. Up on the screen: a private group chat. Fifteen members.

Everyone on the team is in it.

Everyone except me.

A new message pops up: [Farm junk? Really? Preston Vance's team got $200 gift cards AND black truffle. Sloane's such a cheap ass lol]

Replies flood in. Someone photoshops a picture of me. Someone else hopes I drop dead at my desk.

To them, I'm just another boss squeezing her people dry.

Last quarter, I handed every single one of them a three-thousand-dollar cash bonus out of my own pocket. Plus a brand-new phone. Each.

Fine. If they think I'm not giving enough, I'll give them exactly what they're asking for.

Though later, when they come crawling back one by one, I find myself wondering what exactly they think begging is going to get them.

In my past life, I spent everything loving Ronald Wright, only to watch him chase after his first love and marry her in the end. I died alone and sick in a hospital, forgotten.

After being reborn, I gave up. On our wedding anniversary, I asked for a divorce. I walked away from being a full-time housewife and became the youngest rising star in the design world.

But something changed. The husband who once ignored me suddenly cared. He came home every day, afraid I might cheat on him.
I sneered, “One day, you’ll be the one begging for a divorce.” He laughed, “Keep dreaming.”

I waited for him to realize, just like in the past, that he still loved the other woman and would force me to leave, giving me millions in return.

But this time, he pulled me into his arms and said, “What’s money after a divorce? I’m worth billions. It’s all yours. But you—you’re mine.”

Sophie Ashford's perfect life shattered at her husband Ethan’s 35th birthday party. In front of everyone, he announced their divorce, accused her of being the reason for their childlessness, and revealed his engagement to her best friend, Veronica who is already pregnant for him. Humiliated and heartbroken, Sophie fled, vowing never to look back.

A chance encounter with Lucas Ashford, a mysterious stranger at a bar who she didn't know his name at that time, led to a one-night escape that changed everything. Weeks later, Sophie discovered she is pregnant, giving her the strength to rebuild her life at least for the sake of her child.

Four years later, Sophie had finally found peace until Ethan reappeared, claiming her son was his and begging for forgiveness. But Ethan wasn’t the only one determined to claim Sophie’s heart. Lucas, the man from the one-night stand, returned and learned the truth, that the child was his. To complicate matters further, Lucas turned out to be Ethan’s estranged cousin.

As Sophie became caught in a fierce love triangle with two brothers, Will Sophie forgive Ethan’s betrayal for her sake? Can Lucas prove his love is genuine? Or will Sophie choose herself and carve out a new path free of these men?

When a baby unites two worlds, and a contract blossoms into love.

Aliana Slate graduated from college with a Bachelor's in Fine Arts. At the graduation party, she received a box containing keys to her fully furnished apartment. The number, #614, was to be the start of her new life. She just couldn't wait to get started. She already had an interview scheduled for the next day at the leading art studio in the city.
When she arrived at the apartment, the door was painted red with elegant golden trim. All the other doors around her were red, but this was the only door with golden trim. She dismissed the thought as this was all new to her, on top of the fact that she just couldn't wait to see how fully stocked it was. As she turned the key in the lock, little did she know that this was not the life she was expecting. No sooner than she closed the door and placed the keys down on the table behind the door, did the lights go out, and her new nightmare begin.
It wasn't until 10 years later that she was finally able to escape from her torturous captors. She flees through the woods and ends up in a clearing at the back of a huge mansion. She thought she was dreaming. The sun just came up. A single man stood on the terrace. He saw her crouching by a large potted bush. He calls out, frightened, and she runs towards the edge of his property, in the direction of the open sea. She's barely wearing anything. A thin garment, pale complexion, as to the conditions where she was being kept. Wearing scars: beaten. She slips through a narrow tree passage. He held tight to her garment. She slipped over the cliff, falling into the water below, completely naked.

Thirty-eight year old Levy a successful business owner and bike finds himself lost and lonely after his wife, Lilly has passed away. It's been two years and despite all the efforts of his close friends, Levy just isn't ready to date anyone or let them close. He's frightened to love and lose again. He doesn't think his heart will ever be the same.
That is until he starts to notice his son's ex girlfriend, Harper. At just twenty she knows her own mind. And Levy is all the man that she wants. And when Harper wants something she usually gets it. She makes no bones about letting Levy know that she is interested in him leaving him reeling.
Levy is blown away by her, he can't stop thinking about her but will he risk his relationship with his only son to chase love, friendship and happiness with a young woman, 18 years his junior?
Only time will tell.
A heart-warming, spicy, age gap romance.

My dad made me a smoothie every morning for six months. I thought it was love.
It was a muscle relaxant.
He'd been slipping just enough into my drink to make my fingers tremble at full draw — just enough to cost me first place at every major competition. Not enough to kill me. Just enough to let Laurel beat me.
Laurel. His mistress's daughter. The girl he bought custom diamond jewelry while giving me clearance-rack gear for my birthday. The girl he wanted to drop into my family, my home, and my spot on the podium.
I found the proof. Stopped drinking his smoothies. Clawed my way back to number one.
Then, two days before the National Youth Archery Trials — the one competition that decides everything — he picked up a steel rod and swung it at my right arm.
My drawing arm.
The bone cracked. Doctors said three months minimum. My coach couldn't look me in the eye. Every scout, every scholarship, every dream I'd bled for over three years — gone in one swing from the man who was supposed to protect me.
Trials start tomorrow morning. And I can't hold a bow.

"I'm a person, not a tool for you to vent your desires!" I silently screamed.
Alex's voice was cold and piercing, "You are my wife, fulfilling my physiological needs, legally and properly."
"Our cold war isn't over!" My resistance was useless as Alex had already entered my body.
His cold hand stroked my breast. In five years of marriage, after countless times of making love, he knew exactly how to arouse my desires.
Just as my body trembled, about to reach climax, the phone rang abruptly. Alex immediately stopped, covered my mouth, and answered the call.
On the other end, a woman cooed, "Darling, I'm here."

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His cheeks are turning red, I can tell he’s feeling uncomfortable. Fire is spitting out of Fiona’s eyes: “How dare you! That was all my clothes and personal stuff. Don’t say you touched it, you pervert..”

Hunter is holding on to the blanket as strong as he can and looks away. “I can give it back to you, I - I promise that I didn’t mean to touch it. I got mesmerized by the scent on it, I had to smell it.” he says, softly.

Her hand flies through the air ‘till it meets his face. The sound of her hand slamming his cheek, fades in the air. Hunter gasps for air, and looks back at her face, confused. I can see in his face that something has changed. His eyes look determined now. He grabs Fiona’s right wrist and growls: “MINE!”
Mating season is coming again.

After the war, werewolves are fighting extinction. To help the werewolves survive, the nature made them a ‘mating season’. That means there'll be three or four weeks a year, male werewolves are able to smell every fertile she-wolf in the area.
Indy, a 22, and probably the oldest, virgin werewolf. She doesn’t fit the physical description of werewolves. Being the oldest virgin, Indy was trying to find her fated mate. She's hiding herself with another shewolf - Fiona - during mating season, but hiding gets more difficult every year. This year, they have to find new hiding spots.
And when they noticed that they’re not alone in the new hiding spot, things got really interesting.

Getting cheated on is bad. It's even worse when your fiancé cheats with your sister. And to make it unbearable, my mom took their side.

Now, I have no fiancé, no support, and no apartment. I have no choice but to move in with my estranged father.

But here's the kicker—I'm not the only one living under his roof. His stepbrother is here too. And that stepbrother?

He's hotter than any fantasy I shouldn't be having about him and his best friend. As if things couldn't get more complicated, I need to mend my broken heart and resist falling for my step-uncle and his irresistible friend. But there's a twist I didn't see coming…

Carlos ran his hands up his torso to his neck and face, Jesus ran his hands across his face and through his hair, and Maximo just sat there, staring at me with desire. His gaze made me nervous, and on Wink I felt myself get wet. Oh God! Why was I getting horny?!
*
It happened so quickly I didn’t know what was happening until I was pulled out of the room. I was pressed against the wall outside of the office and noticed it was Maximo that had pinned me against the wall.

“What is your relationship with your bodyguard?” He asked angrily.

I looked deeply into his eyes, noticing his rage. “We fuck.” I said bluntly.

He grabbed my throat cutting off my air. I grabbed his arms scratching him. “Stop!” I pleaded. “Please, stop!”

He finally let go, I fell to the floor coughing. He pulled me back up and pinned me back against the wall. “What the fuck is your problem!” I screamed in his face.

“You do not talk to me that way, mi amore.” He responded. I looked into his eyes questioningly. “You are mine, Fallon. I have decided you will not be with that bodyguard of yours anymore.” What the hell! He cannot tell me what to do.

“No!” I yelled into his face and spit.

He slammed me against the wall, pulled a handkerchief out of his breast pocket and wiped his face. “You will not fight me, mi amore, you will be mine and only mine.”

“You should be with someone comparable to your status, Ms. Martin.” Maximo said through gritted teeth. He leaned over and smelt my neck, taking my smell in. I shivered. My stomach tightened and I almost felt my pussy tighten until I pulled myself back to reality.
*
I never would have thought that at 21 I would be married to the most ruthless and powerful Hernandez drug cartel leader to walk this earth. But to understand that story, we must start from the beginning.

My name is Fallon, Fallon Martin. I was born in Dallas, Texas to Mary and Teddy Martin. My parents own a successful import, export, and transportation company called Martin Enterprise. They own over 40,000 tractor trailers, 6 ports on the water, and 100 depots throughout the United States. But they didn’t start off so well, so they joined forces with the Hernandez family, who fronted my parents millions of dollars to get their company off the ground.

The Hernandez family ran the biggest drug and sex-trafficking cartel in all of Mexico. They ran the country with their money, drugs, guns, and women. But they wanted to expand and needed ties to the United States. That’s where my parents came in. They could send the drugs and women up with the tractor trailers and could be traded at the depot stations throughout the United States, and it worked, they expanded their business by 5 times and grew more powerful than anyone would ever have imagined.

But the heat on the cartel and my parents got to be too much so my parents relocated to St. Louis, Missouri, when I was 8, uprooting everything I had ever known. We moved into a mansion on the outskirts of the city, and then my next life began.

Beta Aaron Keizer brings Diwa back to the packhouse after being away for more than ten years. However, as soon as she arrives, a dangerous presence from her past begins stalking her and her newly found mate. Even worse, Di’s elder brother, who happens to be the Gamma of the pack, openly shows his disapproval of the union. Will Di be able to find freedom from her past while finding happiness in Aaron? And can the Beta be able to see beyond the bond so he can help Di finally fight the monster who continues to claim her as his?

After Lysandra Evernight is rejected by his Destined, he spirals, almost killing the very one who branded him a devil’s spawn.

Banished and exiled to Doomstar, the realm of demons, Lysandra expects a swift death. Instead, he finds himself at the mercy of Zareth Vexaris, the feared Demon Lord whose name alone is enough to inspire terror.

To survive, Lysandra offers the only thing he has left.

Himself.

What begins as a desperate bargain soon becomes far more dangerous as Lysandra is drawn deeper into a world of temptation, power, and secrets. But Doomstar is not what he expected, and neither is the monster who rules it.

As old wounds refuse to heal and buried truths begin to stir, Lysandra finds himself caught between the realm that cast him aside and the one that may destroy him.

Because in Doomstar, nothing is ever as it seems.

And some bargains cost far more than a soul.