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I stayed in this city for Dorian, pushed my way into his company, and saved every penny for three years just so we could build a home together.
But an anonymous flash drive shoved a video of him cheating in our bed right into my face. The next day, a promotion announcement handed the position I’d bled for to the very woman who seduced him.
With my dignity crushed to dust, I had only one person left to rely on—my gentle, almost obsessively devoted stepbrother, Ambrose.
He promised to make those scumbags tear each other apart. He promised Dorian would crawl back to my feet like a dog.
He offered me a "secret recipe" with immediate results.
I expected a deeply satisfying revenge. I never imagined what that so-called recipe actually was...

My mom runs a laundromat, and that afternoon she had to step out for something urgent.
Before leaving, she made sure to remind me: don't forget to finish the load in machine number seven.
I found the old clunker tucked away in the back room and bent down to reach inside the drum, trying to straighten out the tangled clothes.
That's when my upper body suddenly wedged itself in tight—I couldn't pull back out no matter how hard I tried.
I was stuck there, ass in the air, frozen in the most humiliating position imaginable.
And that's when Matthew Bennett walked in—the college professor who always comes by to pick up his dry cleaning.
To my shock, he mistook me for a sex doll. His hot, thick dick pressed against my thighs...

I had been married for seven years, thinking I had the perfect family.

Until Christmas Eve, when I saw a delivery order for apartment 702. The note read: severe mango allergy.

My husband's allergy. The one that could kill him.

I flew downstairs and pounded on the door.

My husband opened it. The same man who was supposed to be "out of town on business."

A pregnant woman appeared behind him.

And my six-year-old son stood behind her, glaring at me with cold eyes:

"Make her leave, Mom. She's crazy."

My world shattered.

I came back to New York for one reason: to meet the man my mother arranged for me to marry.
I never made it to dinner.
His "sister"—the woman he'd been protecting since childhood, the one he clearly loved more than he'd ever love a fiancée he'd never met—snatched a twelve-thousand-dollar dress out of my hands at a Fifth Avenue boutique and had me thrown out. When I called him about it, he told me I should be grateful to be marrying into his family at all. Then he hung up.
An hour later, she accused me of stealing her ring. Had me pinned against the wall. Told his men to strip me down and film it for "evidence."
Nico laughed when I told him the whole Ferrante family would answer for this.
"With what? You?"
My name is Sera Vitti.
That's all I'll say.

I was Sophia Corleone. The wife Michael kept hidden from the world. The woman who should have stood beside the Don. And the woman he left to die.
The Morettis tied me up at a dock on Long Island. With the last of my strength, I called my husband. My voice broke with terror: “Michael, please… save me. I’m at the Long Island docks. They’re going to kill me.”
But all I got was his impatient roar, “Sophia, are you lying for attention again? You’d make up something this pathetic just to get me home? God, you make me sick.”
The call cut off in my ear. And then the Morettis killed me.

Seventeen days into our silent standoff, I heard my boyfriend of eight years had slept with his childhood friend. He was telling people we’d already broken up. When I called, he asked if I had anything to say. “I do,”I replied. “When do I get my forty-five thousand dollars back?”

My wife was forced to don a wedding dress to marry my sworn enemy, while my three-year-old daughter was locked in an iron cage suspended above the raging sea.

And I, the dignified Commander-in-Chief of the Blackwater Fleet, was forced to wear a dog collar, kneeling on broken glass and licking up red wine like a crippled stray dog.
All because embedded in their necks were biological bombs, the detonator held in the hands of my enemy.

The elites of the entire island ruthlessly mocked my cowardice, trampling me underfoot in ultimate humiliation.

That was until the climax of the maritime wedding, when my enemy smugly pressed the detonator, only for the collars to flash a safe green light—the full-frequency signal decryption was complete.
Amidst the dead silence of the crowd, I snapped the forged steel chains binding me and slowly stood tall.

The next second, ten nuclear-powered submarines violently breached the ocean surface, and tens of thousands of heavily armored death squads descended from the sky.

Looking at my enemy, now terrified to the point of incontinence and shattering his own knees to frantically kowtow and beg for mercy, I picked up that very dog chain and slipped it around his neck.

On our wedding day, my fiancé gave the wedding dress I had made by hand to his sick sister—and let her marry into the DeLuca family in my place.
Everyone told me to give in because she was fragile, while I was strong enough to endure it.
That night, I walked away, revoked my access to the family, and left my mother’s atelier.
Later, his sister’s fake illness was exposed, and my fiancé got down on his knees, begging me to come back.
But I was no longer the woman who would sacrifice everything for them.

Emerald thought that she and Jace Higginson were divorced. After five years, she returns to the country to collaborate with his company and eventually takes her revenge. What will she do when she sees a different Jace, making her uneasy whenever they meet? What would she do when her supposed ex-husband was still her husband because he didn't file the divorce? Will Emerald give Jace his rights to their son whom she conceived before she left?

Rose was bored of her same tedious life day in and day out, she needed to break out of the chains she felt others in town put around her.

But there was one man she felt could break her from that, her dearest friend Griffin, who lived next door with his uncle. He was nothing like the people Rose had grown up with around town, he was a friendly reminder to Rose that there was more out there that she could explore. The pair soon engaging in a more than cordial relationship where Rose believed all was well. But Griffin was hiding some dark skeletons in his closet.

He never disclosed to Rose why he was sent to live with his uncle ten years before, but all was set to be revealed faster than he would have hoped.

When his estranged family arrive out of the blue and his very well-spoken brother takes an interest in Rose, things take a drastic turn.

Rose is sucked into a world of love, hate, death and a place and people she never knew existed. The topic of mates and a King consumes Rose, leaving her to wonder if this was the life she had dreamed of for so long.

But she’s torn between the brothers, will she accept her mate the King, or her dearest Griffin, who she learns keeps the darker side of him deep within his sick and twisted being?

Read on to learn the tale.

In the ruthless world of corporate empires, Damon Blackwood is a man who never loses—he acquires, dominates, and destroys. He believes everything has a price. Including people.

So when his younger brother's scandal threatens the Blackwood name, Damon makes a calculated move: Ivy Marchetti. A ruined heiress with nowhere left to turn. In exchange for her family’s debts, she will become engaged to his brother.
Simple. Controlled. Perfect.
Until Ivy walks into his world, and Damon realizes he has made a mistake he cannot undo.
Because Ivy is not the fragile pawn he assumed. For the first time in his life, Damon doesn’t want control.
He wants her.
But Ivy is meant for his brother. A line Damon should never cross. A desire he should never indulge. Yet every strategy he builds to keep her close begins to blur into something far more dangerous than business.
Damon Blackwood doesn’t just want to win deals anymore.

He wants to win Ivy.

Intro: I'm an S-Class superhuman, but I was locked in a basement for five full years, subjected to inhuman abuse and torment. All they wanted was to drain my blood and energy dry. I once believed that if I could just endure it all, I would see my family again. Until my wife Valen's voice came through the intercom and revealed that it was all a lie. I will turn my fury into strength and tear it all apart with my own hands.

I was promised to him.
The cold, ruthless billionaire who rejected me in front of both our families.
Humiliated, I was handed to his younger brother instead.
The easy one. The charming one.
The one I stood beside at the altar while still trembling from the night I spent in his brother’s bed.
It was supposed to be a mistake.
One reckless kiss that spiraled into sin.
But now every vow I take, every touch I endure, feels like a lie because the man I can’t forget is the one I was never meant to touch.
He swore I didn’t matter.
He swore I wasn’t good enough.
So why does he look at me like I already belong to him?
I may wear his brother’s ring.
But my heart and my body are caught in the fire of the one who refused me.
This isn’t love.
It’s forbidden.
And if it doesn’t destroy us all… it will ruin me.

A hundred years ago, I was the strongest Delta the Silver Moon Pack had ever produced.

Born with the God Bone, unmatched in power, I had Royal Guard recruiters showing up at my door three times, waiting for me to say yes. The whole pack assumed I'd lead them to glory.

Then came that night. My own family dragged me to the altar in the frozen vault.

My mother cried and said, "Lacey was born broken. Without the God Bone, she'll die."

"You're the older sister. You're strong. You'll survive without it."

I refused.

Grant, my fiancé, pulled the knife on me. Brandon, my brother, pinned down my arms and legs. My parents watched from the shadows, saying nothing.

"Don't be so selfish."

They carved the God Bone out of my body, drained every drop of my heart's blood, and threw me into a vault fifty degrees below zero.

My sister took everything that was mine and became the golden girl everyone adored.

A hundred years passed. I became the Supreme Commander of the Royal Guard.

This year, during recruitment, my adjutant handed me the candidate list. I saw a familiar name and smiled. I picked up my pen and crossed it out.

"Doesn't meet the requirements. Denied."

"Careful, Omega," he growled, his voice tracing places no one had ever touched—places I didn't even know existed. "You shouldn't be dripping for your Alpha like this."
"I'm not—dripping—for—you," I finally stammered, my voice barely audible.
"Lies," he snapped. "All lies, Zevara. I can smell your cunt begging for me from across the room."
Zevara isn't the most beautiful girl in the kingdom—but her body is fire, and her scent is a curse wrapped in temptation, driving even the strongest Alphas insane.
All her life, she was told she'd be nothing but the Pack's w***e, just like her mother. Desperate to escape lust and shame, she enrolls at Eclipse Moon College, hoping for a new life. But the moment her scent fills the palace halls, chaos erupts.
An ice-hockey prince.
And His dominant Alpha father.
Two men, both cursed with longing, both willing to go to war for her body, for her heat that captivates, corrupts, and intoxicates.
These men don't stop when she cries. They don't back down when she begs. And she doesn't want them to. She wants them to ruin her. She wants them to consume her... to claim every part of her, leaving nothing untouched. She wants to feel their dominance, their possession, and surrender completely.
If you're looking for gentle love, soft kisses, and easy happily-ever-afters—walk away.
This is obsession.
This is war.
This is Breed Me, Break Me, Alphas.

Lana Moore wakes up from an accident that changed her life with memories that are full of holes and the name of a stranger on her lips. Adrian.
It's cold. Strong and untouchable.
And somehow connected to everything she can't remember.

Lana is taken to Paris under the pretense of safety, but she has to live next to a man whose eyes show both rage and desire. Adrian Blackwood is a billionaire with secrets that go deeper than the Seine and feelings he won't talk about. Lana finds old letters, hidden pictures, and a kiss from the past that she can't deny anymore, and their fragile truce is broken.

Lana starts to see the truth as rumours of betrayal spread and new enemies close in:

Adrian might have loved her at one time.
He might still love her now.
But he could also be the one who wanted her to leave.

Lana has to find out the truth about the man who protects and hurts her on the glittering streets of Paris, where there are rooftop confessions, masked desires, and storms that break both the sky and the heart.

Is he the love of her life?
Or the reason her life fell apart?

Danger comes back when memory comes back.
And the truth could destroy them both.

The day our parents remarried, my entire life descended into unrelenting hell.
Jace, my stepbrother, hated me on sight the second he walked through the front door.
Like a relentless ghost that haunted my every waking moment, he stole every girl I ever cared about, one by one.
I hated him for seven long years, convinced he only got off on grinding me into the dirt. Until that drugged night at the hotel...

This book is the second book in the Billionaire series. It can be read as a standalone novel, but it is highly suggested that you read The Billionaire’s First Glance before this novel.
I, Zander Cavanaugh, the all-American football quarterback, have done something that could get me killed. I fell in love with the brilliant, curvy mafia princess Isabella Aventini at first sight. Everything about Isabella called to me: her captivating blue eyes, her soft caramel skin, every dip and curve of her voluptuous body was just the start. Isabella was smart, kind, and funny. The kind of girl you can’t help but fall in love with. I know she felt the same way as I did. We were drawn together like magnets, but that’s not how the mafia works. Isabella is a commodity to be sold or brokered for the sake of alliances and has been promised to the ruthless and cutthroat DeMarco family since birth — a fate she neither wants nor needs. Isabella’s father, Mafia Don Salvatore Aventini, has managed to keep us apart by sending Isabella away to finish high school. However, when fates aligned, Isabella not only ended up attending the same university as me, but she’s also my college-assigned tutor. I know there is no chance for us, and still I fell in love with her, knowing it could mean my death.

"Please,"Briggs adds, his voice lowering slightly.
"Use me, Lumi Carter."
"What do you want?" I asked straight, no hesitation.
"Let me be your next sin."Silence, clover shifts beside me. I felt it, but I don't look at her. Because my attention is locked on him.
"Allow me to redeem myself," he continues."And use me—until you're okay."
For six years, Lumi thought she had everything: a steady relationship with her devoted fiancé, Caius, and the promise of a perfect future. But the night before her engagement party, Lumi walks in on a betrayal she never imagined, Caius in the arms of her own cousin, Wren.
With her heart shattered, Lumi decides it's time to stop being the good girl. She creates a daring "sin list"—ten bold rules to break before the year ends. Rule #1: seduce a stranger.
But when that stranger turns out to be none other than Caius' older brother, the dangerously alluring and untouchable Briggs, Lumi's game of revenge ignites a fire neither of them can control.
As each "sin" on her list pushes them closer, Lumi will have to decide if vengeance is worth the price, because loving him might be the most dangerous sin of all.
WARNING: This story contains mature content, including explicit scenes, intense emotional conflict, obsessive behavior, and dark romantic elements. All characters are adults, and the narrative explores complex, sometimes uncomfortable dynamics.

Nina Ellington has spent nineteen years being invisible. To her parents. To the ballet world. To the boyfriend who says he loves her but keeps choosing everything else.

On the night she finally walks away, she crashes into a man with a broken unicorn in his hands and a dead best friend in his heart. Kane Black is everything Jessie isn't: angry, honest, and brutally real.

But he is also Jessie's brother.

When a storm, a bus crash, and a missed competition strand Nina on a Florida highway, the only person who comes looking is the one man she is supposed to avoid. The soldier with granite shoulders and a voice like gravel who tells her to stay away—and then spends the night icing her ankle, buying her ballet shoes, and watching her sleep.

The Spring Gala stage is everything Nina has ever wanted.

The only thing more dangerous than the lights is the way Kane looks at her when he thinks she isn't watching.

By eighteen, Lily had already lived in more houses than she could remember, each one belonging to a different man her mother married and later left behind.

Now her mother had dragged her to a quiet neighborhood, but the neighborhood had problems of its own.

Next door lived the Walker family. Lewis, the kind boy who quickly became Lily’s closest friend, and Andrew, his older brother, a grumpy teacher who made it painfully clear she should stay away from him. Despite the clear signs, Lily developed feelings for Andrew.

As Lily struggled to choose between the brother that loved her and the brother she loved, she began to discover secrets about their family. Secrets that brought pain from the past and danger to their future.

Eighteen-year-old Clara Miller's life is far from the fairy tale it once seemed. Her father's gambling addiction has drained the family fortune, leaving them reliant on her late mother's trust fund to maintain a semblance of their former lifestyle. As a result, Clara is an outcast at her elite high school, Rosewood Academy, where wealth and status mean everything.

Everything changes when Adrian Belfort, her father's distant step-brother and a reclusive billionaire jeweler, returns from Europe after four years. Adrian was like an uncle to Clara, but his reappearance brings an unexpected shift. Adrian's intense and almost protective gaze unsettles Clara, hinting at feelings beyond familial affection.

“No woman has ever made this cold heart race,” he murmurs.
“Except you.”
......

Valentine’s Day was supposed to be the night I told my best friend Ethan how I felt.
Instead, I kissed his dangerous twin.

A month later my mother married their father. Elias became my stepbrother.
He still has private photos of me I never knew existed. When I find them, trust nearly shatters. He destroys them—but forgiveness is harder.

While I fall for the wrong brother, Ethan’s jealousy turns darker. He uses what he knows about Elias’s past, and about Vivian, the older woman who once left real scars, to make me doubt everything.

Vivian contacts me herself. She doesn’t want him back. She only warns me about the difference between being wanted and being possessed.

My mother demands I end it for the family. Ethan threatens to expose us.
Everyone has decided what I should do.

I spent three years waiting for Ethan to choose me.
I will not let anyone else choose for me now.

Even if the brother I choose is the wrong one.

She wasn’t supposed to remember him.

It was just one reckless night. One stupid dare. One kiss that should have ended everything before it began.

Instead, it became the kind of mistake that doesn’t stay buried.

Because the man she walked away from without a name… isn’t a stranger.

He’s her fiancé’s elder brother.

Now trapped between the life she agreed to and the man she can’t forget, she tries to do the right thing—to be the perfect fiancée, to ignore the tension that lingers every time he walks into a room, to pretend that night never happened.

But he doesn’t let her.

Where her fiancé offers stability, his brother offers something far more dangerous—attention that feels intentional, words that cut too close, and a presence she can’t escape no matter how hard she tries. And the closer the wedding gets, the harder he pushes, as if he’s determined to prove that what happened between them was never a mistake.

Secrets begin to crack beneath the surface of her engagement. Control starts to look like love. Lies start to look like truth. And the more she uncovers, the more she realizes she may be walking into a future she doesn’t fully understand.

But wanting the wrong man is one thing.

Being caught with him?

That would destroy everything.

And he doesn’t seem afraid of that at all.

Because this time, he isn’t walking away.

I’m Leona, and I’ve hidden a forbidden love under the moonlight of the werewolf world for nine long years—an unspoken bond with my brother’s closest friend, Alpha Nick.
When he looked at me and said, “I’ll find someone better for you,” there was a flicker in his eyes I couldn’t read. But when he turned away, it was to chase after his ex-girlfriend, Selene, crashing through the forest branches like gravity itself answered her call. “His wolf never resonated with ours.” Aris, my wolf, howled inside me.“You’ve spent years trying to spark fire in frozen stone.”
And yet, I was the fool who mistook the instinct for fated love.
In my past life, when I was seven months pregnant and trapped beneath an avalanche during a winter patrol, he was tucked in a border cave listening to Selene sing ballads under moonlit stalactites.
When I was curled in pain from stomach ulcers, he was busy tuning her purification crystals.

She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend.

Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she’s stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield—his toxic on-and-off girlfriend—shattered his heart.

But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong.

Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah’s wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side.

Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she’s always seen him.

Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn’s older brother—a man who couldn’t be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world.

What starts as a game—a twisted bet between them—soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who’s always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost.

CONTENT WARNING:

This story is strongly 18+.

It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters.

While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.

"Tell me, has anyone else touched you like this before?"
The heat of his palm against my skin made my knees weak.
"N-No one... y-you're the first," I said before I could stop myself.
I was nineteen, standing on the edge of my mother's remarriage—and the stranger who touched me that night would soon become my step-uncle.
Alice never planned to fall into his world. She only wanted to earn enough money to leave the country, to escape a life that felt too small, too controlled. But one disastrous night in a bar changes everything, binding her to Lance—a thirty-two-year-old tech CEO with power, secrets, and rules she was never meant to agree to.
A one-year contract. Absolute discretion. No emotions.
As Alice is pulled deeper into Lance's orbit, her life fractures into contradictions: a devoted boyfriend who wants marriage, a mother preparing for a new family, and a man who claims ownership over her body while refusing her heart. What begins as silence-for-security turns into a dangerous partnership, where Alice proves she's more than a secret—she's leverage.
But power always demands a price.
When desire collides with ambition, and love becomes a battleground of control and choice, Alice must confront the truth she fears most: if her body surrendered first, does her heart still belong to her—or has it already been claimed?

With one week left until the wedding, Henry Jones asked me to reschedule the date—for one simple reason:
“On our wedding day, I’m taking Ann to the hospital for her prenatal checkup.”
Ann is the widow of his brother Ethan. She’s also my half-sister. In that private room, they laughed at me for being “almost thirty and desperate to get married.”
Ann put on an innocent face. “If Rory is really in such a rush… I can reschedule my appointment.”
I wanted to break up, and Henry frowned as he lectured me:
“As her future sister-in-law, why do you have to fight her over this one day?”
I asked him, “Do you even remember what Friday is?”
He coaxed me softly: “One day earlier or later—what’s the difference?” I nodded and said “Fine,” thinking I could still swallow it.
Until I pressed my fingerprint to enter his office and overheard Ann questioning him about inheritance, and Henry answered under his breath, “It won’t come to that—I won’t let Rory get pregnant with my child.”

"Say it like you mean it, darling," he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, "and I might stop."
My mother got remarried... and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me "stepsister. "
But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It's anything but brotherly. There's something wrong with them. Something not... human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they're angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don't know what they are. But I know one thing... whatever's hunting me now, I won't survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words.
I should run. I should fight. But the truth is... part of me doesn't want to escape. Because whatever they are... I crave it. And once they claim me, there's no coming back. One more thing... All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there's one in particular... One...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It's dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, "Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt. " But if this is not, then...

You are an animal," I hissed at him, fixing my dress when realizing our little session was just a display for his brother. Kedron smirked, licking his bottom lip.
"You didn't mind taking it all in, and now you are complaining," he tilted his head, his gray eyes taunting me.
Kedron was so evil to fuck me all the while making sure his brother watched it all. I was disgusted with myself, with Kedron, and with Denzel. But that is what my life was now; I was just a slave to my lover's brother.
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Yuna is a simple human with one desire: to live in peace, even though humans are at the bottom of the hierarchy. She falls in love with Denzel, the future Alpha King, and to her surprise, he feels the same. For a while, it seems like her dreams may come true.
But just when she believes happiness is within reach, everything shatters. Denzel’s hybrid brother, Kedron, loses control. With ruthless ambition, Kedron steals the throne from Denzel then forces Yuna into his harem. Now, she’s trapped—tortured not only by his sadistic desires but by the knowledge that every moment of pain twists Denzel’s soul in his body.
Can Yuna survive the torment? Will she ever be accepted by her Alpha mate, or will she continue being a pawn in a deadly game of vengeance between the two brothers

Kaylan was brought in as a slave in a dangerous Lycan Pack where wolves are seen as forbidden, to worsen it all…her parents were responsible for the death of the Lycan brothers who showed her what hell meant until she couldn't endure it anymore and decided to flee only to discover that she was mated to one of the Lycan brothers.

There was no way she would accept being a mate to a Lycan King that had shown her hell, a man that's more dangerous than a viper or even the devil himself so she poisoned them, stole the sacred Jade necklace meant for her mate and fled with her lover who later betrayed her and made her a slave.

Cypher searched for Kaylan for years without any avail, the necklace she stole contains a sacred powers of the moon goddess given to him by his mother, he needs his mate to make amends, to apologise for the years of hardship given to her but it wasn't the same for his brother. Gareth swore to find Kaylan and make her pay for thinking of poisoning him.
Kaylan is found and brought back to the house, she's not just targeted by Gareth, she's wanted by the Vampire King, and the entire pack is against her. Will she survive the hardship, desires and new found powers she has through the necklace?

"Serena, Tina's parents once saved your life. What's wrong with letting her have this one?"
At her eighteenth birthday family reunion, Serena's six biological brothers all took Tina's side, defending the fragile adopted daughter while tearing Serena apart.
No one saw Serena tumble down the stairs, bleeding and broken.
In her previous life, she believed blood was thicker than water and kept giving in.
Tina stole the original figure skating program Serena had spent months creating. With one excuse about her weak health, her brothers joined forces with Serena's cheating boyfriend and forced her to donate her bone marrow, destroying her skating career forever.
She was locked away in a mental hospital, tortured to death, while Tina, who stole her life, was worshipped as a champion.
Reborn with a second chance, Serena finally lets go of her family.
She exposes every lie, returns all of her brothers' love to Tina, and walks away without looking back.
"You can keep these worthless brothers. I don't want them anymore."
From then on, Serena rises to the top and becomes a world champion in figure skating.
When her brothers finally learn the truth, regret comes too late.
As they kneel beneath the podium begging for forgiveness, Serena gives them only a cold glance.
"I was never worthy of being your sister, remember?"
She already died once for family.
This life, she belongs only to herself.

My husband handed me divorce papers at 2 AM—right after he'd had his way with me. Three years of marriage, and he never once believed I was anything but a scheming woman who trapped him. He said he wanted his real love back. I said I wanted our daughter.
He laughed and told me I couldn't afford to raise her alone.
He was right about one thing: I needed money. So I took the only job that could change everything. He showed up at the presentation as the client. When he saw my work, his face went pale. He accused me of plagiarizing a famous designer—the very genius who had saved his company years ago.
He has no idea.
That genius is me.
And he's about to find out exactly who he just let go.

When Eve Dawson's wealthy best friend, Katy Johnson, desperately pleaded with her to go on the blind date her father had set up for her in her place, she initially refused.

But then, when fifteen thousand dollars got involved, she knew she couldn't keep saying no.

So the plan was simple; go to the blind date, pretend to be Katy, and make him lose interest using any possible means so he wouldn't request for another date.

But the plan went wrong from the start.

And Eve Dawson's life got tangled up with the Herman brothers.

One needs her to execute his plan, while the other simply just wants to destroy her.

But neither ever expected to actually fall for her.

When Sakura once again meets the gorgeous brothers, Sebastian and Darcy Princeton, forbidden feelings are awakened, and an old flame ignites.
As an orphan, Sakura is accustomed to being bullied and unloved. When she is taken in by the wealthy Princetons, she works hard to earn the family’s trust and love. Her endeavor, however, ultimately leads to a series of unfortunate incidents.
Now, years later, the twenty-three-year-old beauty dreads the moment she once again has to meet the seven gorgeous Princeton brothers, due to arrive for their cousin’s wedding. Dodging their very presence is next to impossible since the brothers are attracted to her like moths to a flame and thwart her escapes at every turn.
When she finds them vying for her, she is torn between Sebastian, the brother who loves her and watches over her from a distance, and Darcy, the brother who was once her best friend and now secretly yearns for her forgiveness and her love once again.
Will Sakura choose one over the other, or accept them both as her heart’s desire?

Four years of marriage.

Four years of giving everything to a man who hated me and always talked down on my body. And then it all came to an end with just one signature.

Divorced with nowhere to go, I called my mother for help. She agreed to help, but she had just one condition: “Come meet your stepbrothers."

I met them, and wished I hadn't. They were everything I was running away from. Everything I never wanted to face, and meeting them, getting close to them, was playing into my mother’s plans. It made me become one of her pawns in a brutal game.

Staying in the same house with them was hell and heaven at once; it was everything I never thought I needed. And the more time I spent with them, the more I fell in love with myself again, with my body.

But… all good things always came to an end.

Caught between lies, brutal secrets, a powerful family that was too much for me to handle, feelings that made me want to rip my chest open and burn them, I realized that my ex-husband might have broken my heart, but my stepbrothers? They might destroy whatever pieces are left.

How often was it that two madly successful brothers wanted to sleep with a nobody like me? They worshipped my mom-bod when my own husband couldn't.
They fought with each other to make me theirs. And all of this unleashed passion that no couple nor even a pornstar could reach - over a Christmas getaway.
Sometimes, working as a tour guide comes with its own 'troubles', I guess!


My body was on fire. The young blood, who claimed to be a singer of some sort, had his hand on the small of my back.
Sex with Raphael was anything but exciting. No foreplay, no kissing and no cuddling after boring sex.
But with this young, charming man named DYLAN, I felt excitement even before I guided him to my room. I quickly realized he was right next door - Dylan was my tour neighbor.
Dylan looked at someone and winked at them before closing the door. That was weird. But I was too dazed to realize it.
Dylan turned back to me, his piercing eyes gazing down at me. My body was tingling.
One look and I could see the man's toned body under his soft, spandex white tee. I bit my lip, accidentally directing the hormonal male's attention to my plump, pink lips.
"Are those rose petals...?" Dylan asked, biting his own lip. The sound that he made immediately after made my thighs clench. It sounded like the sexiest groan of a frustrated man!
What was that?

Wren's POV

I had an unexpected one night stand with my boyfriend's brother, Hayden Miracle.

Just as I felt guilty and struggled with whether to confess to my boyfriend, Ralph Miracle, I discovered that my boyfriend and my best friend were lying in the same bed!

A massive shock engulfed me, what should I do?

Ralph's POV

"I, Wren Allen of the Doomclaw Pack, reject you, Ralph Miracle of the Lightcrest Pack as my mate and Alpha!"

Wren's rejection was like a sharp steel nail, driving deep into my heart. I clutched at my chest, feeling an unbearable pain deep within.

Everything in front of me began to blur, and it was as if everything around me ceased to exist.

All I could see was Wren and Hayden holding hands tightly...

Love is not part of why Kane Beaumont marries Emilia Taylor.
It was purely a contract deal to him and nothing more. Saving her family's business from the claws of evil loan sharks is Emilia's motive for marrying a man she barely knew.
However, she doesn't count on being hopelessly attracted to him even when he treats her like a worthless peasant.
Their relationship is chaotic, thanks to Kane's lover who is determined to ruin any opportunity of their romance ever blooming.
Even if it means putting Emilia's life in danger, setting her up, and turning the world against her.
When sparks begin to fly between Kane and Emilia after an unfortunate accident, their relationship goes through a tough test that destroys the tiny flames of love burning between them.
Will love eventually find a way in the end or will this marriage continue to be a high-stakes business deal with dangerous rewards?

"Tell me, Miss Robin, when was the last time you disappointed someone who trusted you?"

The question hung in the air like a loaded weapon. My hands trembled beneath the mahogany table as I stared into the cold, green eyes of the CEO. He wasn't just my interviewer. He was Leonard Conti—the man I had destroyed four years ago.

"I... I believe everyone makes mistakes," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the silent boardroom.

He leaned back, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Mistakes? Is that what you call finding your girlfriend half-naked with your best friend on prom night?"

The other interviewers gasped, shifting uncomfortably, but Leonard didn't break eye contact. He was enjoying this. He held my resume like it was a piece of trash he couldn't wait to discard. I needed this job to save my family from bankruptcy, and he knew it. He knew he held my entire future in his hands, just like I once held his heart before I crushed it.

"Here is my offer," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that sent shivers down my spine. "You can walk out that door now and never come back. Or you can stay, work for me, and face my wrath."

I looked at the man who used to look at me with love, now looking at me with pure hatred. I had no choice.

"I'll stay," I said.

"Good," Leonard replied, his eyes darkening. "Then let the nightmare begin."

Everyone at Harlow University knows Callum Voss. The starting point guard, the dean's favorite headache, the boy whose smile has cleared more disciplinary hearings than any lawyer on retainer. He is the kind of person the campus bends around without being asked.

Nobody knows Wren Aldae. That is entirely on purpose.

Wren has spent two years building a life at Harlow that no one can touch: one close friend, zero social media, a journalism scholarship that pays tuition, and a rule about never writing stories that could blow back on her personally.

Then Callum Voss appears at her desk with a proposition. Someone has started a bet pool about his love life and the resulting media circus is one week away from costing him his athletic standing. He needs it to stop. She needs a front-page story before the scholarship committee meets. A fake relationship with a visible timeline and a clean public ending would solve both problems.

Wren knows better than to say yes. She says yes anyway.

Neither of them accounts for the fact that proximity is its own kind of problem.

Nora Vale inherits three million dollars and a ruined seaside motel from an aunt her family called impossible.

She tells no one. Not even Rowan, her exhausted mechanic husband, who has spent years letting his family drain him dry.

Instead, Nora tells one dangerous lie: her design studio has collapsed, and she has lost everything.

Rowan does not blame her. He does not leave. He takes her hand and says, "Then we rebuild. You and me."

But the inheritance is not just money. Harbor Mile Motel hides records of a predatory company buying coastal properties through debt, fear, and family pressure. Rowan's brother is involved. Nora's aunt may not have died as quietly as everyone believed.

Now Nora must learn that money can buy time, repairs, and lawyers, but it cannot buy trust. And Rowan must decide whether the woman who lied to test his love is still the woman he wants to build a future with.

Nora Vale inherits three million dollars and a ruined seaside motel from an aunt her family called impossible.

She tells no one. Not even Rowan, her exhausted mechanic husband, who has spent years letting his family drain him dry.

Instead, Nora tells one dangerous lie: her design studio has collapsed, and she has lost everything.

Rowan does not blame her. He does not leave. He takes her hand and says, "Then we rebuild. You and me."

But the inheritance is not just money. Harbor Mile Motel hides records of a predatory company buying coastal properties through debt, fear, and family pressure. Rowan's brother is involved. Nora's aunt may not have died as quietly as everyone believed.

Now Nora must learn that money can buy time, repairs, and lawyers, but it cannot buy trust. And Rowan must decide whether the woman who lied to test his love is still the woman he wants to build a future with.

Ethan Calloway and I had been together for eight years. Married for three—or so everyone thought.
We had the ceremony. The hospital chapel, the white dress, his boss giving a toast. But we never made it to City Hall to sign the papers. He promised we would. Eighteen times.
Every time, something came up. Or rather, someone came up—his young protégée, Chloe. She needed him at the hospital. She needed him at the conference. She needed him at dinner.
I drank on his behalf at every work function. I wrote the surgical plans he presented as his own. I waited in an empty apartment while he drove her home.
The nineteenth time he tried to reschedule, I didn't argue. I didn't cry. I just booked a one-way ticket to the one city he'd never follow me to.
He made eighteen promises. I only needed to break one.

“You want to get fuck without begging, without feeling guilty,” Dane growled. “Well that's the fucking wrong way to go about it.”

Is that what I was doing? No…can't be.

“Just look at you sucking my fingers deep into your hungry cunt. Such a little liar and a slut,” he mocked, grazing his teeth on my neck hard. I tremble, I didn't care for his mocking tone or his words, I was too far gone to care.

“Fuck! She's dripping,” Jax groans. Rubbing his palm over his mouth, his eyes fixed on where his brother's hand is buried deep inside me.

“Want a taste brother?” Dane asked, slowing down his thrusting fingers even more, his other hand yanked my sweater up in one smooth move and that fast I was completely naked.


An outrageous dare sent Gianna straight into the hands of the gorgeous twins Jax and Dane. After a night of passionate love and debauchery, Gianna finds herself a captive of the two strangers.

What's worse is that her mind says no, but one touch is all it takes and her body melts for them. They are everything her body and soul seems to crave but to accept that it's to become a slave of her own desire, something she swore she'll never be.

When the lines between hate and love begins to blur, will Gianna fight for her freedom or choose to stay? And more importantly what did the twins want with her?”

“Wait, Liz. Are you still a virgin?” He asked, looking thoughtful.

“Pssh, no way!” I giggled, giving myself away.

“No shit? I’m shocked that with a body like yours, you haven’t had sex yet.”

“Well, timing was never right, I guess.” I admitted.

“You have to make the time right,” he whispered, moving closer and closer to me. When he was merely a breath away he trapped me against the pool wall with his strong arms.

He leaned down and took a sniff of my neck before licking along my pulse. He worked his way up to my ear and nibbled on it before grabbing a handful of my ass. He moved and looked into my eyes before leaning down to press his lips to mine. His lips were so warm and inviting as he prodded mine with his tongue for entry. I obliged and felt him sweep his tongue in my mouth. He pulled me closer to him, his erection digging into my stomach. I felt overwhelmed by his scent, his warmth and his taste. In that moment, I breathed Trey.

When we pulled apart, I was panting fiercely.

“That’s how you make the moment right.” He said with a wink before swimming away. That asshole.


Eliza is a human who babysits 4 year old Tammy during the day, and strips at night.

When Derek takes his best friend Tanner to the strip club for a birthday surprise, he meets Eliza and becomes immediately smitten with her.

The problem is that Derek’s the brother of Tammy, the girl she babysits. He soon comes to recognize her and ends up getting her fired when she fought against his sexual advances.

Unable to afford rent in the city now, she moves back in with her father.

In her old town, she comes across old faces and new faces. Trey, her best friend throughout school, and Luke, a mysterious man with a secret.

She suddenly finds her self surrounded by werewolves and vampires in a world she didn’t know existed.

Three men are after Eliza, only one will win her heart.

My name is Kharis Carter. I have been experiencing torture ever since my mom passed away. My stepmom smokes, consumes hard drugs, has a nasty attitude, and pours the entirety of her frustrations on my body. Well, I was leaving for good. I planned to move to Ma Cleopatra's house, work for two years and get paid, then travel out to continue college and get a prestigious job just like most successful women. This was until I meet my new boss.


“This is Kharis Carter. She is the perfect replacement I got for you”, Ma Cleopatra said to Mr. Frederick.
For two minutes, the man didn't utter a word. I felt frustrated. Maybe, I had not escaped from torture. This man constantly belittled me the few times we met. And here I was, in his house......

I thought my life was already a disaster—
In my father's eyes, only my perfect sister mattered. I was always the forgotten second daughter. My sole comfort was my upcoming wedding to the man I loved.
Until the night before my wedding, when everything changed.
"You're going to take your sister's place and marry the most dangerous mafia don in New York."
I had to pretend to be my sister and fool a man who could end my life without hesitation.
Most importantly, a car accident two years ago had left him blind and wheelchair-bound. He couldn't even make love, yet he demanded I bear him an heir.
However, when I'm straddling his powerful thighs, when he takes me night after night and fills me so completely that I'm left trembling and breathless... my legs give out beneath me. I'm the one who's truly powerless.

The disability and blindness were all part of his elaborate deception. When my sister returned, filled with regret and determined to expose my identity and reclaim him, I thought I would lose my life for deceiving the mafia don.
"You thought you could deceive the devil himself? You've been mine since that first night."
His fingers find places that make me arch and beg. His mouth claims every inch of my skin. His touch fills me so completely I forget my own name.