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“Sophie Love's ability to impart magic to her readers is exquisitely wrought in powerfully evocative phrases and descriptions….FOR NOW AND FOREVER is the perfect romance or beach read, with a difference: its enthusiasm and beautiful descriptions offer an unexpected attention to the complexity of not just evolving love, but evolving psyches. It's a delightful recommendation for romance readers looking for a touch more complexity from their romance reads.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) “A very well written novel, describing the struggle of a woman (Emily) to find her true identity. The author did an amazing job with the creation of the characters and her description of the environment. The romance is there, but not overdosed. Kudos to the author for this amazing start of a series that promises to be very entertaining.”--Books and Movies Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re For Now and Forever)FOREVER AND FOR ALWAYS is book #2 in the romance series THE INN AT SUNSET HARBOR, which begins with book #1, FOR NOW AND FOREVER—a free download!35 year old Emily Mitchell has fled her job, apartment and ex-boyfriend in New York City for her father's abandoned home on the coast of Maine, needing a change in her life. Tapping her life savings to restore the historic home, and with a budding relationship with the caretaker, Daniel, Emily prepares to open the Inn at Sunset Harbor as Memorial Day comes.But all does not go as planned. Emily learns quickly that she has no idea how to run a B&B. The house, despite her efforts, needs new, urgent repairs she cannot afford. Her covetous neighbor is still determined to make trouble for her. And worst of all: just as her relationship with Daniel is blossoming, she learns he has a secret. One which will change everything.With her friends urging her to return to New York City and her ex-boyfriend trying to win her back, Emily has a life-changing decision to make. Will she try to stick it out, to embrace small-town life, her father’s old house? Or will she turn her back on her new friends, neighbors and life—and on the man she has fallen in love with?FOREVER AND FOR ALWAYS is book #2 of a dazzling new romance series that will make you laugh, make you cry, will keep you turning pages late into the night—and will make you fall in love with romance all over again.Book #3 will be available soon.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers (and beyond)! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!In THE OBSIDIANS: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK THREE), 11 year old Oliver Blue once again finds himself in the race of his life. His beloved friend Esther is dying of time-travel sickness, and the only chance of saving her is to risk his life and travel back in time once more.This time, it is to the Italy of the 1400s, to visit two very important people: Leonardo Da Vinci, and his rival, Michelangelo. Only Leonardo’s inventions hold the answer; and only Michelangelo’s paintings hold the key.The Obsidians, though, are bent on revenge, and Chris is determined to not stop until his little brother is done.An uplifting fantasy, THE OBSIDIANS is book #3 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a string of shocking surprises. It will make you fall in love with OLIVER BLUE, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #4 in the series will be available soon! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

He Thought I'd Wait Forever. I Wore White for Someone Else.

Nora canceled the wedding venue on a Tuesday. The deposit was nonrefundable. She let it go.
Eight years she'd held that stretch of coast — the cliff, the white tent, the January date they circled and let slide every spring. She slid the ring off at the kitchen counter and dropped it in the drawer with the dead batteries and old takeout menus. It didn't feel like heartbreak. It felt like setting down something she'd carried too long.
Adrian would find out. Not tonight. He still thought her silence was a thing to be coaxed out of. He still thought she'd always be there.
She'd already decided she wouldn't. By the time he understood, she'd be on that coast in a white dress — and the man beside her wouldn't be him.

Every time Mason tried to force me to back down, he would slam the divorce agreement onto the table.
Every time my parents wanted me to yield, they threatened to sever all ties with me.
What they wanted was simple: for me to give everything to my twin sister.
I once resisted, cried, and questioned them over and over—why was I always the one left hurt?
Until the doctor slid my medical test results in front of me, and said to me in a tone full of pity:
"The pancreatic cancer cells have metastasized. You only have one month left to live, maybe even less."
I had nothing left to care about. I was doomed no matter what, so they could do whatever they wanted with me.

On a stormy night, a horrific crash unfolded on the overpass. The victim was brought to the city forensic center.
My husband, Ethan, slipped on his gloves and expertly examined my shattered body, his voice detached. "Record this: Female, approximately twenty-five years old, suffered severe trauma before death."
His assistant sighed. "That's rough. Not a single family member showed up."
Just then, the assistant slid a misshapen silver band off my mud-streaked finger.
"Sir, this ring... isn't it identical to the one you keep in your desk drawer?"
With a sharp clatter, the scalpel slipped from Ethan's hand and hit the floor.

By day, I was the ruthless Director of Finance working under mafia heir Silvan. By night, I was the secret lover he kept locked away in a guest room.
He gave me luxury cars, a mansion, and endless money, but never a title. I thought he was protecting me—until he packaged both the title of his official wife and my position as CFO, handing them over to Aurea Moretti, a prominent mafia heiress.
And that arrogant man? He casually tossed me a diamond ring like a handout to pacify me. "Titles are just an illusion. Even if I marry someone else, you’ll always be the woman I care about most."
He even had the audacity to offer me a seaside villa, thinking he could keep me forever as his underground mistress in another city.
Looking at his cold, entitled eyes, I finally smiled.
On the day of his engagement to the mafia heiress, I took off the ring and vanished from this city completely.

Alicia Rowe grew up knowing one thing: hate the Stones.

For fifty long years, her family, the Blood Moon Pack, and the Dark Night Pack have been locked in a bitter rivalry. But then, one wild night in a nightclub, she locks eyes with Ray Stone, the future Alpha of everything she was born to destroy, one look is enough to set her entire world on fire.

It starts with just one touch,
one reckless kiss that burns hotter than any war.

They both know their love is completely forbidden, but they can't stop and when Ray takes the Alpha title, secrets spill out, faster than either of them can handle. Their bond, which was supposed to bring peace, becomes a curse that could end them all. Because Ray and Alicia may not just be fated mates, they might actually share blood.

Now, the ancient law demanded her death. To survive, Alicia must find three other mates before the next full moon, each one connected to her by power, past, or destiny.
There's Ray, her forbidden love; Monty, Ray’s beta and right-hand man; Kai, the wild wolf who lives alone; and Logan, her childhood friend who never stopped loving her.

Four hearts, one Luna, and a bond strong enough to break the gods themselves.

As war explodes, and loyalty crumbles, Alicia must make an impossible choice: save the man she was never meant to love, or finally embrace the powerful destiny she was born to claim. Will the truth overpower fate?

A boundless adventure is two steps out of your way when one woman is able to handle life on a whim, yet trying to keep it under control can become a mess when four men with personalities far removed from each other collide.
Four?
It would be selfish of her not to share all of her for them.
But make no mistake, impulses have nothing to do with love. It is paramount that you remember that.
I can explain the situation to you in a simpler way; a small defenseless animal, cared for by four large dangerous predators. Each of them puts a different world on your back, in a universe of enemies and nothing can go wrong, right?
Enjoy before your perfectly manipulable world spirals out of control or they tear your soul apart, in short.
You understand.
Are you willing to succumb to the most delicious and noxious sensations there can be?

Seven years. A three-million-dollar contract. A heart broken into pieces.

Serena Powell was never more than a ghost in her own home. Hired by a billionaire to heal his broken son, she spent seven years playing the role of a devoted wife and mother, hiding the jagged scar on her palm,a reminder of the night she saved Victor’s life. She thought her love had finally overwritten the contract. She was wrong.

When Victor’s "true love," Eliza, returns with a child of her own, the fairy tale dissolves. Overnight, Serena is branded an outsider. Her husband treats her like a servant, and her son,the boy she raised as her own,tells her to "just die already" so Eliza can take her place.

Accused of a crime she didn’t commit and slapped by the man she sacrificed everything for, Serena finally realizes the truth: In a world where feelings come with a price tag, she’s already paid too much.

Now, the divorce papers are signed, the suitcase is packed, and a prestigious design firm in Glonia is calling her name. Serena is done being a substitute. But as she walks out the door, Victor is about to learn that some things,once broken,can never be repaired. Especially when he realizes he didn't just lose a contract... he lost the only woman who ever truly loved him.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers—and adults, too! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!THE MAGIC FACTORY: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK ONE) tells the story of 11 year old Oliver Blue, a boy unloved by his hateful family. Oliver knows he is different, and senses that he holds powers that others do not. Obsessed with inventions, Oliver is determined to escape his horrible life and make his mark on the world.When Oliver is moved to yet another awful house he is put into in a new sixth grade, one even more terrifying than the last. He is bullied and excluded, and sees no way out. But when he stumbles across an abandoned invention factory, he wonders if his dreams might be about to come true.Who is the mysterious old inventor hiding in the factory? What is his secret invention?And will Oliver end up transported back in time, to 1944, to a magical school for kids with powers to rival his own?An uplifting fantasy, THE MAGIC FACTORY is book #1 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a series of shocking twists. It will make you fall in love with Oliver Blue, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #2 in the series (THE ORB OF KANDRA) and Book #3 (THE OBSIDIANS) are now also available! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

What if your husband lived a double life and you are the fake wife?

I woke up to my husband celebrating our baby's death. He had poisoned me with abortion pills so he could marry Catherine Morrison-the rich woman he thinks is better than me and pregnant with what he thinks is his child.

I overheard him laughing; 'if she shows up somewhere demanding answers, I'll just say I've never seen her before in my life, Who are people going to believe? Me or some random girl from nowhere?'

David thought I had no evidence. He thought he had covered his tracks perfectly. He thought he was untouchable.

But when I'm done, he'll wish he never met me.

Hiding my identity and marrying an ambitious female celebrity—this is the most boring social experiment I've ever done.
She wants me to leave with nothing.
She gave my family heirloom to that gigolo.
She tweeted that I was "low-class trash".
She didn't know that Hollywood, which she was desperately trying to climb up to, was nothing more than my backyard.
She had no idea that those capitalists she fawned over would all bow down and call me "Mr. Rockwell."
Until that night, she stripped naked, attempting to offer herself to the enigmatic "godfather of capital"—
The leather sofa slowly turned around.
The lights were on.
She saw my face.
“Chloe,” I flicked my cigar ash, “what brings you here?”

At the magic academy’s party, I overheard my werewolf boyfriend in the lounge saying he was going to destroy me.

"Alexander, her magic core is merely experiencing a temporary disruption. According to the academy infirmary's suturing protocol, her magical output will fully recover in three days. Why did you lie and tell her the core is necrotic and must be dug out?" the school doctor asked.

My werewolf boyfriend's deep voice was as cold as silver salt scraping across glass—

"If she doesn't drop out of the Magic Scroll Championship finals, how can Vivienne win?"
"I cannot let her destroy Vivienne's dream!"

I froze in the shadows of the corridor, my fingertips going numb.
It turned out that the love I believed in, the protection and the future he kept promising me, were nothing but him treating me as an obstacle to his childhood sweetheart's success.

If that’s the case—

I don't need this man anyway!

In my past life, I stopped my brother from donating a kidney to save his high school lover.
Lily didn't receive a transplant in time and died soon after.
Caleb kept his kidney. He passed the rookie draft physical, signed a max contract with a top team, and became the darling of the basketball world.
But he hated me for the rest of his life.

My parents called me cold and heartless. They said I killed Lily and destroyed Caleb's one true love.
Later, when Caleb hit a low point and needed someone to blame, my parents held me down while Arthur shattered my right hand.
They destroyed my career, drained my bank account, and left me to die of a raging fever in a rundown apartment.

Now, I open my eyes.
And I will never be their scapegoat again.

Galadriel discovers that Alpha Lorcan has betrayed her and is having an affair with his sister-in-law, Marigold. Using a hidden computer, she finds explicit photos and videos of the two of them, and she publicly exposes them. Beta Aurelian provides her comfort, and she decides to perform the mate ceremony with Aurelian. Suddenly, Alpha Lorcan bursts in, demanding that Galadriel not bond with Beta Aurelian. As tensions rise, Aurelian reveals his true identity.

“You are a danger to my health, AVIANA, let me have you,” Duncan drawled, his hands on my waist, pulling me against his hard member.

“I…I… “ i stammered. Even though I knew n was getting myself into dangerous territory, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him. Ever part of my body was screaming for his touch and I could no longer deny his touch.

“Tell me yes, let me pleasure your body,” he whispered against my neck,”

I moaned out involuntarily and before I could stop myself, I yelled,
“Please, fuck me!”

Aviana Grey is not just another woman with a vendetta—she’s a sharp, relentless detective who spent nearly two decades chasing shadows, determined to uncover the truth about her mother’s murder at the hands of the Iron Vine Mafia. After years of preparation, she finally gains the opportunity to infiltrate the Mafia, but her plans take an unexpected turn when she meets Duncan, their ruthless leader and Alpha werewolf. As she delves deeper into their world, she discovers secrets that blur the line between human and monster—and finds herself irresistibly drawn to the one man she’s sworn to destroy.

The childhood love between “Kab Kluen” and “He Xing Yi” began with the close bond between their families, tied together by a promise that the two would one day marry.
But fate had other plans.
When Kab Kluen’s family had to return to Thailand permanently,
distance and time caused He Xing Yi to forget that childhood vow.
He found love with someone new and had no interest in marrying Kab Kluen anymore.
Yet fate intervened again.
On his deathbed, Kab Kluen’s father made one final request:
that He Xing Yi marry his son.
Though unwilling, He Xing Yi had no choice but to comply.
What followed were two long years of a marriage in name only.
Kab Kluen gave his all, hoping that one day, He Xing Yi would love him back.
But in return, he was met only with indifference… and heartbreak, again and again.
Where will this love—so painfully one-sided—ultimately lead?
Even Kab Kluen himself doesn’t know the answer…

For years, Ashley Carter built her life around one man.

She gave up her medical scholarship, worked exhausting double shifts, and poured every dollar she had into Weston's hockey dream.

She never asked for anything in return.

Until the night Weston became Rookie of the Year.

Standing beside the man she had sacrificed everything for, Ashley expected to finally hear him say her name.

Instead, he thanked everyone but her.

Then he introduced the woman he'd spent years calling his “cousin” as his girlfriend, and made Ashley painfully understand that being an Omega had always been something he considered a weakness.

That night, Ashley walked away because she finally realized she had lost herself trying to be enough for someone who never saw her worth.

With nowhere else to go, Ashley takes a physical therapy position with a rival NHL team and decides to build a life that belongs to her.

But starting over isn't easy.

Especially when her new boss is Brooks Wayne. The league's most intimidating Alpha.

Arrogant, controlling, Impossible to read, and completely convinced that Omegas are too fragile for the world he lives in.

But no one sees the man behind the Alpha—the broken pieces, the old wounds, or the reason he built so many walls in the first place.

Ashley wants nothing to do with him.

Brooks wants nothing to do with an Omega who refuses to know her place.

Then one unexpected accident puts them in the middle of a media scandal—and suddenly, the two people who can't stand each other are forced into a fake relationship.

It should be simple. Pretend in public and keep their distance in private.

But somewhere between the arguments, stolen glances, late nights and moments Ashley never expected to share with anyone again, Brooks starts seeing the woman she is.

And Ashley begins discovering something she thought she'd lost forever: herself.

She's stronger. Braver. And finally building a life of her own.

The problem?

The Alpha who once couldn't stand her suddenly can't seem to stay away.

And the more Ashley gets beneath Brooks's cold exterior, the more she begins to wonder, what if the man everyone fears is just as broken as she is?

And when Weston finally comes looking for the woman he left behind, Ashley has to decide whether she wants the life she once dreamed of, or the love she never saw coming.

I have been tormented by a strange illness for ten years, with blood draws and surgeries being commonplace.
My mother always encouraged me, saying, "Nian Nian, bear with it a little longer. The pain will be over soon. Mom and Dad are doing this to save your life."
Hoping to be cured as soon as possible, I gritted my teeth and endured ten years of painful treatments, even if it meant living like a lab subject.
That was until I accidentally overheard my parents’ cruel conversation:
“Increase the blood draw even more. It doesn’t matter if she dies—she was only picked up to save Ying Ying. As long as she has a breath left, she owes it to us.”
At that moment, I finally understood: I was never sick at all.
The decade of daily treatments were nothing but a way to use me to extend the life of their biological daughter.

In my past life, I drained my own dragon blood to help my husband, Flark, ascend into a dragon. I nearly sacrificed my life to bear him our dragon-beast son, Fris. Yet, all I received in return was ruthless betrayal.
Flark personally brought me a cup of deadly poison, sneering that my lowborn white snake blood had stained the noble dragon race.
Even Fris, the son I raised with my own hands, threw my true body to the giant eagles without a shred of mercy. He cold-bloodedly declared that only my half-sister, Bryn, was worthy of all the glory.
As my flesh was torn apart in agonizing despair, I died harboring endless hatred—only to be reborn on the day of the marriage selection.
This time, Flark got his wish. He publicly abandoned me, joyfully choosing to marry my half-sister Bryn, foolishly believing he could use her power to leap into dragonhood.
What he would never know was that I—the one he so trashily threw away—was the true possessor of the pure Dragon Bloodline.

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."

Over the weekend, Alpha Kennard—my husband—and I were invited to attend a charity auction.
During the bidding, my husband's Beta, Joanna Morton, and I both set our sights on the same ruby necklace.
I was prepared to compete fairly, Until Alpha Kennard made the ceremonial bid for her.
"Queenie, you're nothing more than a dog I keep at home. What right do you have to compete with me?"
Just as everyone else withdrew from the bidding, I snapped my fingers at the auctioneer.
"Whatever Alpha Kennard offers—I'll outbid him by… one dollar."

Chloe's underclass mother is married to a billionaire, and she transfers to an elite school to become the first female werewolf warrior.
But her origins make her a thorn in the side of the school's four ruling brothers.
They have to take a little baby girl, less than a year old, to school.
But the baby girl resists everyone ...... except Chloe.
So Chloe, a new adult, is forced to become the baby girl's nanny and live in the bullies' dormitory?

“Not so fast, carrot head. The party just started,” Alex said. “You're like a little pest… why are we always drawn to you?” Austin asked.
“I sure am,” Alex smiled. Now I was sandwiched between them, my heart racing so fast I felt like I was going to pass out.
“Leave me alone!” I screamed and tried to run. But I was trapped. Before I realized it, Austin crashed his lips into mine. My mind almost exploded. I had never kissed anyone before.
I felt Alex, who was behind me, shove his hand beneath my chest, cupping my breast with his large hand while he moaned. I fought with all my might.
What was going on? Why were they doing this? Didn't they hate me?


Stormi, once a nobody-wants omega, found herself at the center of a tale spun by the moon goddess.Four notorious wolves known for their bad-boy antics and her bullies, were destined to be her mates.

Kagome cursed her own race, the nine-tailed foxes, to continue her anger toward the humans. Every nine-tailed foxes are bound to transform into a hideous beast every midnight. It will worsened once the full moon arrived. Kagome was sleeping inside Amaya’s body, while waiting for the reincarnation of a human who betrayed her. She will be the only one who’ll recognized him because of the bead she embedded. However, the man inherited the fox bead is the mate of Amaya, whom Kagome was sleeping for a very long time.

Amaya was forced to fall in love with Hiro because of a necklace. But until when?
“Please! Include me in your mission!” Hiro pleaded, hoping Amaya would let him join their quest. It was hard to get her approval, but it was so satisfying when she responded!

“Fine! I’ll let you come along. But in one condition,” she stopped for a while, gathering all the courage she needed to say, “… but starting today, you are mine.”

No wolf. No pack. No problem.
Scarlet has two blades, a dying guardian, and exactly three days to convince the most powerful pack in the territory to help her. She doesn't plan on staying. She doesn't plan on the bond. She definitely doesn't plan on four alpha brothers — Liam, Ryan, Davis, and Henry — deciding that the wolfless girl who walked through their gate covered in blood is the only mate they'll ever want.
But something in her blood is waking up. Something old. Something that has been waiting longer than she's been alive.
The boundary between the living world and the Underworld is fraying. Scarlet is the only one who can fix it — Moon Lineage healer, Underworld Queen, and the last person who ever expected to be either. With four alphas at her back and a daughter who inherited her stubbornness, she's about to find out what she was always meant to be.
Scarlet's Claim is a reverse harem paranormal romance about a woman who survived everything and then chose something worth fighting for.

"I've taken the time to read it, in fact, you are the real legitimate daughter of the Lincoln family. The current madam Dawn in the Lincoln now actually used to be your mother's bride servant girl and your younger sister is the illegitimate daughter of your father and the bride servant girl right? Unfortunately, your brother died tragically ten years ago and your mother took you to America in distress. Hence, the bride servant girl, and the illegitimate daughter became legitimate members of your family, nobody could take this aggravation, if this happened to them, huh?" Richard whispered in her ears.

She clenched her fist tightly but kept a straight face, she must not fall into this shameless man's scheme.

The first time they met, she caught him murdering the woman beside him, He kidnapped her and tied her hand with a cuff and tied his hand with a cuff.

The second time was when he crashed into a ball happening in her family.

He lies to a receptionist that she is his wife.

Shameless bastard."

Three years after my first love, a Mafia Don, handed me over to his enemies, he finally came to “rescue” me.
Not out of guilt—but because his daughter needed my blood.

Don Silas held me and cried as if his heart were breaking, saying he had thought of me every day.
How ridiculous—his wife Serena stood beside him, and behind them was their daughter, Ava.

I pretended to be moved.
Pretended I still loved him.
Pretended I was willing to be his daughter’s blood donor… and his second wife.

Only one person knew I was acting.
Underboss Liam—the only one who ever managed to get messages to me during those three years of captivity.

“I’ll find a way to get you out.” he said.

But on the day we planned to escape, the Gravoni family—the very people who had imprisoned me—arrived.

Their Don, Joe, looked at me with deep remorse.
“Vera, I’m sorry. Back then, I didn’t know… you were my late sister’s daughter.”

Now both families want me.

But all I want… is to leave alive.

He unfastened it, freeing her breasts, and he squeezed them hard, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, eliciting a moan from her.
"You like that, huh?" he growled playfully in her ear. She didn't respond – she couldn't.
Words had lost all meaning in the wake of the mind-blowing pleasure that coursed through her body. He moved his lips to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue, nibbling them gently before closing his lips around them and sucking. Her body arched towards him, the sensations unbearable and yet not enough.
"Fuck, Dominic," she moaned.


In the shadowed corners of a life marred by neglect and abuse, Ava navigates her existence with a resilience that belies her years. The youngest of six and the only girl, she has become invisible within her own family, her days a relentless cycle of servitude and solitude. Trapped in the confines of a home that feels more like a prison, her only solace lies in the dreams that dance just out of reach, fueling her hope for escape from the cold, dim basement that is both her room and her refuge.

But Ava's world is about to tilt on its axis. The unexpected intervention of a high-ranking mafia official, a figure both feared and revered, offers a flicker of light in her endless night. This man, with his own shadows and secrets, sees Ava in a way no one else has. He offers safety, a concept so foreign yet desperately yearned for. Yet, with his protection comes the tangled web of his world, drawing Ava into a reality far removed from the simplicity of her own struggles.

As she steps tentatively into this new life, Ava must navigate the complexities of trust, the unfamiliar terrain of human kindness, and the realization that strength comes in many forms. Her journey is one of transformation, a path littered with challenges, unexpected alliances, and the daunting task of tearing down the walls she's built around her heart.

This story is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, a tale woven with threads of hope, redemption, and the relentless pursuit of a life reclaimed. It's a narrative that asks the reader to believe in the possibility of second chances, not just for Ava, but for the very essence of humanity itself.

Charlotte Hayes never dreamed of becoming Mrs. Hawthorne.
After a life-changing night left her pregnant, Ethan Hawthorne was forced to marry her to take responsibility for their unborn child and protect the Hawthorne family's reputation. But the marriage Charlotte believed would be the beginning of a happy family became the beginning of her nightmare.
Inside the Hawthorne Mansion, she was treated not as a wife, but as a servant. Every day, she was humiliated, overworked, and starved by the Hawthorne family. To make matters worse, her former best friend, Vanessa Caldwell—the woman the Hawthorne family had always wanted Ethan to marry—slowly took her place and stole her husband's heart.
When Charlotte uncovered the secrets of the Shadow Circle, a powerful organization controlling the country's biggest corporations, she became a threat they couldn't afford to leave alive. Before she could expose the truth, she was murdered in a staged accident.
But death was not the end.
Charlotte opened her eyes in the body of Olivia Whitmore, the sole heiress of Whitmore Enterprises, who had also died under mysterious circumstances on the very same night.
This time, she won't return to fight for love. She'll return to uncover the truth, destroy the people who ruined her life, and seek justice for both herself and Olivia.
But what happens when the man who once abandoned her falls in love with her all over again... without realizing that the woman he's desperately trying to win back is the very wife he once failed to protect?
When Ethan finally learns the truth, will regret be enough to win Charlotte back... or has he already lost her forever?

For the past ten years, I've been the worst-ranked cleaner in the Hero Association .
The S-class war god regarded me as an ant, wantonly trampling on my dignity on this floor.
Until that day, the SSS-level villain broke out of prison, massacred the headquarters, and the high and mighty gods knelt in pools of blood like dead dogs, howling in despair.
I silently picked up the mop and walked up to the arrogant villain: "You've dirtied my floor, please cooperate with the cleaning."
The next second, the concept vanished, reduced to ashes! The entire audience was shocked: "I told you to mop the floor, and you wiped the villain away?!"

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.

For three years, I lived across the country to raise our grandson while my husband stayed alone in Chicago—or so I believed.
Two days before Christmas, I came home early to surprise him. My key no longer fit the lock.
When Harold opened the door, he was wearing a silk robe I had never seen. Behind him stood another woman in house slippers. Her toothbrush was beside his. Her clothes were in my closet. And for two years, she had been sleeping in my bed.
Then I checked our bank account.
She hadn’t only taken my place.
Harold had been giving her my retirement, my home—and even my mother’s jewelry.

"Starting price for my wife—one dollar!" James announced, pointing at the dog cage where I lay curled up like a dying animal.

The crowd at the wedding erupted in laughter. "Five dollars!" "Ten!" They threw bids like trash, mocking the woman who used to be Mrs. Windsor. Lillian, wearing my stolen necklace, poked me through the bars with a metal rod. "Look at you, Aurora. You're nothing but filth." I closed my eyes, accepting my fate. My husband had sold me. My dignity was gone.

Suddenly, a cold, authoritative voice cut through the noise.

"Two hundred million."

Silence fell over the hall. Every head turned. Walking through the doors was a man radiating power—Louis Smith, the newly found heir to the Smith empire. The man I had pushed away ten years ago. James turned pale. "Mr. Smith... this is a joke..."

Louis didn't even look at him. He walked straight to the cage, his eyes burning with a terrifying mix of rage and tenderness. He ripped the lock off with his bare hands and pulled me into his arms. James tried to block him. "She's my wife! You can't just take her!"

Louis smirked, his voice dripping with ice. "Your wife? I just bought her. She's mine now."

When the apocalypse came, my materialistic ex-girlfriend not only complained that I only knew how to play games, but also conspired with relatives to poison me, cruelly steal my superpower crystal core, and degrade me into a hopeless cripple!
She thought that by taking away my power she could curry favor with the powerful and live a carefree life, but little did she know that not only did I not die, but the "League of Legends max level system" in my mind had actually completed its ultimate upgrade!
Sylas uses his ultimate to regain his power, Pyke's X-shaped slash breaks his enemy's limbs; a horde of 100,000 zombies presses in, and the whole city is in despair, when I descend from the sky with my treasure girl who is my life partner!
Pantheon's slam, Miss Fortune's barrage, Ziggs's nuke... Five LOL ultimate moves in a row wiped out the entire field, evaporating 100,000 zombies in one minute and directly ascending to the throne of the wasteland god!
Looking at my stunningly beautiful and god-level support character whom I had spoiled rotten, my ex-girlfriend, who had fallen into the mire, was filled with remorse. She knelt in the sewage, kowtowing and crying, begging to be a foot-washing maid.
I looked down at them and sneered, "Sorry, my five-player squad is already full."

An alien invasion. A desperate bargain. A love that defies the stars.

In a world ravaged by an unstoppable alien force, Aeliana’s small town has remained untouched—until now. As destruction closes in, her family makes an impossible choice to survive: they offer her as a slave to the alien king. Expecting to endure a lifetime of torment at the hands of the ruthless warlord, Aeliana is taken from Earth, her future a dark and terrifying unknown.

But when she meets the enigmatic King Tharx, her fate shifts in ways she never imagined. Cold and distant, yet fiercely protective, Tharx spares Aeliana from the cruelty of his empire. As a fragile peace forms between them, Aeliana realizes that beneath his ruthless exterior lies a man haunted by his own demons—and perhaps something more.

Thrown into a world of treacherous politics, deadly alliances, and interstellar war, Aeliana must navigate the alien court where she is seen as nothing more than a human weakness. Yet, as tensions rise and enemies close in, she finds herself drawn to Tharx in ways she cannot deny. With danger mounting and their empire on the verge of rebellion, their forbidden bond could either save them both—or destroy everything.

Will Aeliana remain a captive in his cold fortress, or will she rise to claim her place as queen beside the most feared ruler in the galaxy?

I saved an Alpha’s life, and he never even knew my name.

Raven Nightshade was born into a world where power is everything—but she was given none. As the daughter of the Nightshade Pack’s Gamma, she should have been respected. Instead, after her mother’s tragic death, her father turned his back on her, and her cunning stepmother ensured she became nothing more than a servant.

But Raven refuses to break. She trains in the shadows, sharpening her mind and body, waiting for the day she can reclaim her worth.

When the powerful Alpha Kieran Stormfang is gravely injured near her pack’s borders, Raven risks everything to save him. She nurses him back from the brink of death—only for her stepsister, Seraphina, to take all the credit. Now, Kieran believes Seraphina is his savior, offering her a future as his Luna while Raven is left in the cold.

Heartbroken but not defeated, Raven escapes into the wild, determined to forge her own fate. But the darkness beyond the borders holds more than just rogues—it holds secrets about her bloodline, powers she never knew she had, and an exiled Alpha named Cassius Bloodmoon who sees the fire within her.

Now, Raven must rise from the ashes of betrayal. Torn between Kieran, the Alpha who unknowingly broke her heart, and Cassius, the rogue leader who sees her true strength, she will unleash the power buried in her veins—and make them all remember her name.

Because a forgotten servant girl is about to become something no one ever expected... an Alpha.

I was born with a rare wolf—midnight black, silver-marked, and destined for something more. At eighteen, I was claimed by Kael Darius, the powerful, intoxicating Alpha of Nightfall. Our bond was instant. Consuming. And under the moon’s gaze, he bit my neck and called me his.

He made me burn. He made me Luna.

But fate doesn’t stop at the first mark.

When Kael is brutally taken from me, I lose everything—my mate, my pack, my title. Exiled and pregnant, I give birth in the wild with blood on my teeth and grief in my bones.

They called me cursed. I became a ghost.

Until Iron Hollow found me.

Until he did.

Alpha Roran Vale is cold, ruthless, and untouchable. A rogue king with silver eyes and no mercy for weakness. But when he looks at me, I feel heat again. Fury. Hunger. Something dangerous.

I swore I’d never love twice.

But the moon has other plans.

Now I carry two marks. One from the mate I lost… and one from the mate I never saw coming.

As war rises and bloodlines burn, I must fight for my child, for my past, and for the second chance I never wanted—but can’t survive without.

Because I’m not just a Luna anymore.

I’m the Alpha of Two Worlds.

And I was made to burn.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers—and adults, too! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!In THE ORB OF KANDRA: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK TWO), 11 year old Oliver Blue is back in the present day, racing to save Armando before his destined moment to die.But when Oliver learns that the sacred Orb of Kandra has been stolen, he knows it is up to him—and him alone—to save the school. And the only way is to travel back in time, to the England of 1690s, and to save one very important person: Sir Isaac Newton.The Obsidian School, meanwhile, has powerful seers of its own, and all are bent on Oliver’s destruction. And when they enlist and transform Oliver’s bully brother, Chris, it may just mean a fight to the death.An uplifting fantasy, THE ORB OF KANDRA is book #2 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a series of shocking twists. It will make you fall in love with Oliver Blue, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #3 in the series (THE OBSIDIANS) is now also available!“The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

Last life, my girlfriend was trapped in a fire. I ran in, took the burns, and dragged her out alive.
When she woke up, she pointed at me first: “He’s the arsonist.”

Only later did I learn the truth—she’d been sleeping with her boss. They set the fire for an insurance payout and pinned everything on me.
Police investigations, the company cutting ties, the media turning me into a monster—I couldn’t prove a thing. I died in the rain, discarded like trash.

This time, I didn’t expose them. I didn’t call the cops.
On the night of the fire, I left early—then staged a robbery and walked myself into a police station, building the cleanest alibi possible.

They lit the match on schedule, trapped themselves, and waited for me to charge in.
As the flames grew and I never showed, she called—furious—demanding I come now.

I glanced at the officer taking my statement and said into the phone, calmly:
“Sorry. I can’t leave right now.”

At the Jones family’s political marriage gala, the New York mafia’s most public “celebration”, I, Isabella Rossi, who was a bargaining chip, had been Donovan Jones’s wife for five years.
He was the world’s top perfumer, the kind of man who could coax a scent from his fingertips that made people go mad-and yet, to him, I was a flower with no fragrance at all.
Five years of this marriage, and he had never touched me. The villa’s master bedroom was always his alone, while I was nothing but the “Mrs. Jones” in name-a decorative prop trapped in a luxury cage, so insignificant that even the servants dared to look down on me in secret.
When both sets of parents pressured us for a baby, he wrapped an arm around a famous model and sneered,
“A woman raised off a template like you is only good for taking care of a kid, not for sleeping with.”
He left me behind in the bridal suite-with his younger brother.
Then he took his new fling out street-racing.
That same night, a video of him and the model hooking up in a car shot straight to the top of the entertainment headlines.
And I became New York media’s favorite punchline: the “DISCARDED TROPHY WIFE.”
Just when everyone thought I’d spend the night alone, guarding an empty bed,
I crooked a finger at that eight-pack, absurdly good-looking brother-in-law of mine.
Donovan, you’re right-I am pretty suited to “taking care of a kid.”
Just not a baby. A 6'2", baby-faced college boy.

In his previous life, Evan risked his life to protect his fiancée and brothers in the apocalypse, only to be pushed off the fortress and fed to zombies. She thought she had obtained the address of the supply warehouse, but he had already been watching her affair with her lover on surveillance cameras.

Thinking she had his Noah's Ark, she was thrown into an empty warehouse on the day the virus broke out, and then sold as a bargaining chip by the mob.

When the zombie horde surged in, his former "white moonlight" and "true love" knelt before the fortress gate, begging him to open it.

Evan coldly uttered: "This time, it's your turn to taste despair."

Warning ️ This story contains mature scenes.
Don't Read if your not comfortable!!
Strictly 18!!!

Thalia's life is a chaotic turn when her parents' decree, forces her into a gothic mansion, a gilded cage she's now meant to call home.
But this Mansion is far from empty; it's shared with four enigmatic stepbrothers.
Their presence is an undeniable force, filling the opulent halls with a dangerous magnetism.
With their intense golden eyes and an unnerving primal aura, they command attention, hinting at secrets far deeper than mere wealth.
Few days in, global announcement shatters any illusion of normalcy: THE LUNAR SURGE – a rare cosmic event driving "sensitive populations" to violent madness with no known cure.
Thalia's blood runs cold as she realizes her unwelcomed new family are the very monsters the world fears. And she's forced to live among them, harboring a terrifying secret of her own and experiencing the madness.
As the Surge intensifies, Thalia's nights become a disquieting blur. Unexplained sensations and disturbing intimacy leave her questioning the boundaries of her own body, and disconcerting encounters with the brothers push her further into a confusing realm where fear and forbidden attraction dangerously intertwine.
Trapped with men slowly succumbing to a primal madness, Thalia must navigate the growing darkness in their golden eyes.
But what if the greatest danger isn't the beasts they become, but the unsettling desires sparking within her own guarded heart?

At a lavish dinner, a billionaire with a net worth of four billion embraced my ex-wife and slapped five thousand yuan in my face: "Kneel down, kiss her shoes, and then get out of here."
The entire audience of celebrities burst into laughter, while the ex-wife's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge.
Without even lifting my eyelids, I dialed a number in front of everyone: "I'm going to bankrupt one person. Execution level: nuclear bomb."
They laughed at me for pretending to be crazy.
Three minutes later, the entire nation was in an uproar. Four billion dollars in assets were frozen, the FBI broke down the door, and the once arrogant tycoon collapsed to the ground like a dog.
I endured for three years, just to save her grandfather's life. Since she's in such a hurry to break the contract, I don't need to pretend anymore.
This is not just a story about divorce; it's a countdown to the gods regaining control of the Book of Life and Death on Earth.

Reynolds Ashford.
His code name is: Devil.
When he returned, he found that his own brother had already passed away, leaving only a tombstone behind. His sister-in-law even planned to marry someone else and divide their brother's inheritance.
The man, who boasts an absolutely flawless record, stood in the rain.
Yet beneath his feet, the Chicago underworld remained oblivious, unaware that their doom had already arrived.

Jack left home at the age of sixteen and spent many years wandering in places where corpses lay in abundance, using killing to end killing. Now, he has become the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, a legendary general, and is also known in the military circles as the "Son of War", unrivaled in the world.
But just as he returned triumphantly, he discovered that his adoptive father, who had given him immense kindness, had passed away. Upon investigation, Jack uncovered a web of intricate conspiracies lurking behind the scenes.
Regarding this matter.
Jack only has one word: kill!
The tyrannical and domineering mafia? Kill!
A British aristocratic family with a century-old history? Kill!
No matter how powerful or wealthy you are, in front of Jack, this undefeated warlord, the soul of the army, and the general of the country, you can only bow down and submit!

Aldwin Rush a well known Billionaire, Strongly hates women.
Aldwin Rush had just stepped out of his car; for a funeral service for the late Dustin Cage usually, he doesn't attend such events but his driver (Dustin Cage) died in his car while coming to pick him up from the airport. He usually doesn't attend funerals because they bring back bad memories
but he thought to pay his final respects to Mr. Cage. As he walked down the stairs to the graveside he saw a familiar face, she was standing by the grave-side holding a flower. At first, he could not believe his eyes but eventually took a step further, behold standing in a black knee-length gown was Kia Ray,
her hair made into a ponytail with a few strands intentionally left out on both sides of her face, her sunglass perfectly fits, she looked sad and those sad eyes looked familiar he could tell.
While standing in the back Nile, Julian and Davin approached him “I hate funerals because someone always cries like that little boy over there” Julian says pointing towards Aries.
“Isn't that his fiancée, I heard their wedding was supposed to be today” Nile said pointing towards Kia,
she looks familiar” He says for the first time; “Of course she looks familiar, she was his fiancée Dustin's favorite topic” Davin says.
“No it's not that, I can't place my fingers on it but I remember that face”
He insisted.
She dropped her flower in the coffin, turns around heading for the car.

Aldwin could not explain how the world was currently on a slow-mo, she took off her sunglasses and the sunlight was shining directly on her face, her lips looked soft her beautiful smile when she finally flushed, something like adrenaline spiked .

Her daughter lay dying—her only chance at survival resting in a bone marrow transplant from her biological father.
That man, the one Stella Johnson had once loved with all her heart, was nowhere to be found.
While Stella made call after call, hands trembling with desperation, Charles Hart was busy building a crystal castle for the daughter of his beloved white moonlight—lighting up the entire city with fireworks in her honor.
All Stella got in return was a cold, clipped response:
"I'm busy."
And then… silence.
She waited.
And waited.
Until the warmth left her daughter's tiny hand.
He never came.
Cradling the small urn, Stella stepped into the streets—only to be greeted by a cruel spectacle.
Every digital screen on the bustling boulevard played the same scene:
Charles, his white moonlight, and their daughter, smiling under the fireworks as they sang "Happy Birthday," basking in a future built on someone else's grave.
The love Stella once held for Charles didn't just die that night—it was burned to ash.
And from those ashes, something far stronger rose:
Hatred. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving.

My name is Arthur, Atlantic City’s number one pauper and absolute peerless coward.
On the outside, I roar with sheer arrogance: "The debt collector has returned from Hell!"
On the inside, I’m sobbing hysterically: "Mommy, save me! I really don‘t want to act tough!"
My name is Arthur, a complete coward whose hands shake even when trying to kill a chicken.
That was, until I was bound to a completely unhinged [Absolute Bully System].
[Ding! Novice Bully Quest: Crash the Mafia banquet and splash red wine on the face of the corporate heiress!]
[Ding! Advanced Quest: Steal the Underground Godfather's wife!]
[Ding! Ultimate Quest: Walk right up to the Underground Godfather and slap him mercilessly across the face!]
"Screw you! I don't even have the guts to kill a chicken, and you want me to beat up the Emperor of the Underworld? No way! I'd rather starve to death than dig my own grave!"
[Ding! Host's refusal detected. Punishment impending: Serial sphincter rupture resulting in explosive public diarrhea, accompanied by penile retraction into the abdomen, and the reverse fracturing of all 206 bones. It will take seven days and seven nights for you to finally die! Countdown: 3 seconds.]
"... System Daddy, I was wrong."
To avoid dying of explosive diarrhea, I had no choice but to let the System control my body, kick the doors open, heft a Gatling gun, and laugh maniacally: "So you're supposed to be the Underground Emperor?!"
But deep down in my heart, I was wailing uncontrollably: "Mommy, save me! I really don't want to act tough anymore!"

My daughter has been blind since birth. On her eighteenth birthday, she finally received news of a matching cornea donor.
Our whole family was so excited we couldn't sleep that night. My husband and daughter eagerly prepared for the surgery, their hearts filled with hope that she would soon see the light.
But I suddenly slammed my hand on the table and, amidst the family's stunned gazes, proposed a divorce on the spot.
My husband's face turned ashen as he demanded harshly, "You want a divorce just because I'm going through with our daughter's surgery?"
I curled the corner of my mouth and enunciated every word: "That's right. Because you're going through with her surgery—this marriage is over."