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Gabriel Wilsons, the well known 'devil' in the whole business industry of Chicago. He has everything that you wish for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's in love. He's still in love with the woman from his past.

The same woman he has given everything he had before, but eventually betrayed him, left him and shattered his heart into pieces. And because of that, he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire who will do everything to seek revenge and to show her that she's no longer important in his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing.

That's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfil my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. Then he offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on.


"She's pregnant." He blurted out and I almost fall from where I stood. I just grasped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart was unbearable but I managed to stay calm.

"Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement. Well, I can't call it as cheating because she's the real reason why we were pretending as a couple. And that's when I made the biggest decision in my life. Taking the biggest secret in me, that I've already fallen in love with him---- I left him. Then eventually I learned a lesson.

'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who can't see your worth and only uses you as his way to get someone he loves back into his life."

Veronica's whole world turns upside down when her parents are murdered. She becomes the Donna of her father's mafia. After many betrayals and heartache, she finds the love of a man. The man turns out to be the soon to be El Jefe of a Mexican drug cartel. Will their love work? Will their relationship just be the sex or will it be the real love she has always wanted?

At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her.She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.


A man's icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.

Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.

As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn't see the man's face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

Nicole Chapman seemingly had it all - beauty, a loving foster father, and a wealthy fiancé. But her perfect world came crashing down when her foster mother and sister betrayed her, leaving her pregnant with a stranger's child after a fateful night gone wrong.
Fleeing the judgment and ridicule of her former life, Nicole starts anew, raising her twins on her own for five years until a chance encounter brings her back into the path of the CEO who bears a striking resemblance to her children.
As the CEO becomes more involved in Nicole's life, she must confront her past and the mystery of her children's father. Will she find the love and acceptance she deserves, or will the secrets of her past come back to haunt her?

Renee thought marriage meant forever. But to Clark, she was nothing more than a burden… a mistake he planned to erase. The night of the fire, he made his choice: to leave her behind, to let the flames consume her, and to start over without the wife he once vowed to love for a mistress he once introduced as “Just a Friend”.
But fate had other plans.
Pulled from the ashes by Andrew Kinsley… the man who’d always loved her in silence…Renee was given a second chance at life. Now stronger, sharper, and no longer blinded by love, she returns not as Clark’s wife, but as his nightmare.
With Andrew at her side, Renee is ready to dismantle everything Clark treasures… his career, his reputation, his family… piece by piece.
Because some betrayals don’t deserve forgiveness. They deserve fire.

“I never forgave you, Hayley. You are horribly mistaken if you think showing up on another man’s arm erases your sins.
Keep running and I’ll keep chasing. You are my wife. You belong to me.”

I cannot help the derisive smirk that curves my lips.
“Nice speech, Mr. Hotshot. Was that supposed to scare me? Do well to remember your place. The Hayley who begged at your feet is dead.
If you want me back, you will learn to beg. Preferably on your knees…”


For six years, Hayley sacrificed her life and career as an international programmer to play the role of “perfect little wife” for Edward DaSilva and his family.

And what did she get in return? An emotionally unavailable husband, in-laws who treated her like filth… and a dead son.

To make things worse, Edward is hell bent on punishing her for the death of their only son.

With a heart heavy with grief, Hayley flees Manhattan. Three years later, she returns as the City’s most brilliant hacker — unbreakable, desired, and standing beside another man.

But Edward Da Silva never forgot about his wife. He wants her back, and this time, he’s not asking. He’s chasing.

They call him the King of the Upper East Side. And this king would fight to the death to keep his queen.

t the most expensive medical charity gala in Manhattan, Avery Hale came in through the service corridor because she hated cameras. She wore a black dress without a label, carried her own coat, and kept her name off every donor wall.

That was the point. For seven years, Avery had hidden the money she made from film scores and documentary royalties inside an anonymous foundation that paid for surgeries, trials, and second chances for children whose families had run out of all three. She had built Second Dawn quietly because quiet was the one thing her old family had never been able to take from her.

Then the Mercers saw her.

The parents who had adopted her and discarded her. The golden son they had asked her to fund, praise, and disappear for. The family that once called her selfish for wanting college now called her a fraud for standing in a room she had paid to build.

They thought Avery had slipped into the gala to beg. They thought the powerful man watching from the edge of the ballroom was only another rich stranger. They thought public shame would make her small again.

They were wrong about every part of her.

My biological parents and my fiancé shove me into a sterile room for a forced drug trial. The chemicals completely destroy my cranial nerves.

They lie about my adopted sister Mia having a terminal illness, using my college admission and trust fund as leverage to make me sacrifice myself.

I used to put my life on the line for Liam, staying up all night to finish his homework, draining everything I had to please my family.

But they are putting on an act from the very beginning. Mia isn't sick. The drug trial is just a front for money laundering.

Stripped of all love, hate, and empathy, I am left with only cold logic after enduring imprisonment, beatings, and endless injections.

Afterward, Liam falls to his knees, sobbing and begging to get back together. I dodge his touch with a blank face.

"Don't come near me. The smell of you makes me physically sick."

I married my abuser by choice.
To everyone’s confusion, I stay by his side silently, tolerating his endless humiliation and public degradation in front of tens of thousands of livestream viewers. I never cry, never resist, always flawless and docile.
No one notices I’ve kept a perfect physical form, hiding a terrible secret beneath my makeup.
When a strange superchat tears through the live stream and reveals my true identity, my husband is terrified yet obsessed with viral fame. He plans to test my truth tonight.
The meek wife act is over. My quiet, deadly revenge is finally coming true.

The adoptive brother I'd been secretly in love with for a decade took my virginity on the night of my twentieth birthday, fueled by alcohol.

I thought I had finally found love.

Until I stood outside his half-open apartment door and heard his teammates mocking me.

"Damn, Dax, you actually slept with Elara? That boring good girl?"

My hand froze mid-air above the doorknob.

Dax's tone was dripping with contempt. "Look closely at her face. It's exactly like Cassandra's, isn't it?"

"It's no big deal. She revolves around me every single day. All it took was crooking a finger."

"With Cassandra gone, she's the perfect stand-in to kill time."

The room instantly erupted into a fit of unbridled, mocking laughter.

I dug my nails fiercely into my palms, opened my phone, and found the email I had deliberately ignored for a month.

[Florence Academy of Fine Arts — Exchange Program Confirmation]

"Jump, Stella. No one wants an ugly monster like you," my mother said coldly, blocking my escape route.

Behind me was the freezing, raging river; in front of me were the people I loved most, now forcing me to die. Jennifer smirked, clutching the trophy that belonged to me. "I'll take good care of Ethan for you," she whispered. I looked at their faces—twisted, cruel, triumphant. I didn't jump to die; I jumped to be reborn. As the icy water filled my lungs, I made a pact with the devil. I will crawl back from hell, and I will drag you all down with me.

My husband locked our fouryearold son in a 20°C wine cellar for his mistress. Our boy froze to death.
Lawyers silenced me. I was cast aside.
Three years later, I returned.
At a glittering New York gala, I tore apart every lie Liam and Mia had built. Liam begged for my forgiveness—but I had a solid anchor by my side, and I would never forgive him.

His name is Andre Cimaro; Young, handsome and ruthless. He becomes the leader of the Red Cobra Mafia Family during a period of war between them and a rival family after his father dies. His tenure will prove to be the greatest in his family’s history and nothing can stand in his way…until he meets the beautiful, yet mysterious Gabriella.

With the face of an angel, the gaze of a predator and the heart of a saint, she invades the high walls around his heart and leaves him vulnerable for the first time in his life…a vulnerability that his enemies attempt to exploit.

Aria Blackthorn is an Alpha born to rule: controlled, ruthless when necessary, and burdened by the survival of her pack. Strength defines her, yet restraint defines her more. Rowan, by contrast, is a mystery even to himself—quiet, devoted, and fractured by a power he cannot name. He does not seek dominance or glory. He seeks only her.
“I don’t belong anywhere,” he tells her once.
“Then why do you keep standing at my side?” she demands.
“Because you never told me to leave.”
In a world governed by Alpha law, fate, and blood-bound hierarchy, Rowan’s presence is a violation. He is an Omega who refuses to break, a beast who kneels rather than bites, and a living contradiction to everything Aria has been taught to believe. An accidental bond ties them together—unwanted, dangerous, and impossible to sever without destroying him. The closer she pushes him away, the more violently her wolf resists. The closer he stays, the more the pack turns cruel.
Their connection is not built on romance alone, but on survival, instinct, and a terrifying truth: Rowan is changing. His healing defies logic. His beast does not behave like any wolf known to the packs. Ancient power coils beneath his skin, answering only to Aria’s presence. She is his anchor. He may be her undoing.
Watching from the shadows is Kael, a calculating enemy who understands power better than mercy. He sees what Aria refuses to name—Rowan is both her weakness and her cure. To break the Alpha, he will break the boy.
As rogues gather, loyalties fracture, and Rowan’s transformation spirals beyond control, one question looms over the forest: when the beast finally chooses between devotion and destruction, will Aria claim him… or will she lose everything by denying what fate has already decided?

Belle is just Anna's little sweet daughter who really loves Leonardo, the cruelest Beast Mafia of this era. That 4-year-old girl really thought that the man wearing a pirate mask on the right side of his face was a prince in her storybook. But who would have thought that it all seemed like a new version of the story from the fantasy book Princess Belle, The Beauty and The Beast?

But this isn't about the Love story between Belle and The Beast. But it's about Leon, The Beast Mafia who has a crush on her mother, Anna Skye. Although initially, Anna was just a woman who was used as a bet between Leon and Jervanos. But in the end, Leon definitely has a big feeling for Anna. But what about the bets and Leon's cruel and petty attitude as a mafia? What's their story? Let me give you this story.

I used to believe Lawrence Ashcroft must love me.

He was the football captain, the golden boy everyone adored, and he chose me—the girl who spent her life chasing perfection on the ice. But love shouldn’t feel like waiting outside a rink in the cold, refreshing my phone, wondering why he forgot me again.

Seven times.

Each excuse sounded softer than the last. Florence needed help. Florence was sick. Florence had no one else. And somehow, I was always supposed to understand.

Then I met Gavin Ashcroft.

Lawrence’s older brother was nothing like him. Gavin was cold, blunt, and intimidating. The first night I met him, he criticized me for being late. I thought he hated me. But when Lawrence abandoned me at the Ashcroft mansion, Gavin was the one who worried about my safety. When I got hurt, Gavin noticed. When I competed, Gavin came. When I tried to be strong, Gavin saw the pain I hid.

Now Lawrence says he wants to change. He waits outside my dorm, brings me medicine, asks for another chance.

But the more he reaches for me, the more I realize something terrifying:

My heart no longer races for the boy I once loved.

It races for his brother.

Hazel was ready for a proposal in Las Vegas, but got the shock of her life when her boyfriend confessed his love for her sister instead.
Heartbroken, she ended up marrying a stranger. The next morning, his face was just a blur.
Back at work, the plot thickened when she discovered the new CEO was none other than her mystery Vegas husband?!
Now, Hazel's got to figure out how to navigate this unexpected twist in both her personal and professional life ...

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A forced marriage between a human girl, ugly and fat at first sight and a very handsome and rich alpha?
Thanks, but no thanks!
For six months she was his luna and yet he has never seen her in this time! He left her alone and lived in his packhouse.
She was underage at the time of their marriage because she was adopted and none knows her real age , but things are never easy in the world of werewolves.
And when you discover after divorcing that your ex-wife was your fated mate , all you have to do is learn that the sky starts at the ankles, right from where you stepped on it.
But Meredith and Max's story is not a sad one. It's just another story about what happens when karma hits you with all its might. It is a story about mistakes , reconciliation and forgiveness. But most of all, it's about love.

The night he paid a hundred million dollars for my first time, I had already made up my mind.

I was going to bring this man to his knees.
Even if he was my uncle.

…

One month earlier, I accidentally saw my future:

I don't carry Hartford blood. I was switched at birth.

My family cast me aside like trash. My fiancé fell in love with the real heiress. Together, they had me committed to a psychiatric hospital.

In the end, I died screaming on an electroshock table.

I will not let that happen. I want to live. I want to rewrite my fate. I want the man standing at the very top of America's pyramid to fall for me, to drown in me, to become my greatest shield.

So I planned every step. I set traps and let myself be framed. I played harmless in front of him — sweet, kind, easy to push around. I let tears fall where he could see them, until pity made protecting me something he couldn't refuse.

But it wasn't enough.

So — on a rainy night, I climbed into his bed because I was afraid of the thunder. Beside the hot spring, I made him bring me clothes, then stumbled and fell into his arms. Late one night, I swallowed a pill and staggered into his room in a thin, nearly transparent slip, pressed against him, and whispered, "Help me."

But Uncle Cole held the line. He would not cross it.

Until the day I got engaged to another man.

My fiancé was reading his vows in the main hall. Uncle cornered me in the dressing room and tore my wedding dress open.

His eyes were bloodshot. He seized my waist like a beast that had lost control, threw me down, pressed me hard against the table, and kissed every inch of my skin. The possessiveness in his eyes made no attempt to hide itself.

"Ella. You are not marrying anyone else. You're mine."

“Ahhh… so fucking tight” Zyran growled as he thrusted into her pussy.

“Who owns this filthy mouth of yours?” Damien asked as he thrusted into her mouth, his fingers tangled in her hair to guide her movements.


She knew what she was doing was forbidden but she couldn't bring herself to stop it.

She knew the bond they shared was forbidden but she couldn't deny it. Will they be able to give into their heart desires? Or will they just keep each other for pleasure.

"I will teach you how to pleasure me," I trail a hand down his smooth-muscled chest, loving the bulge of his muscles under me.

"You don't get to teach me, baby. I know the right way to fuck you." He leaned close to whisper, "You have the chance to back out. But if you don't, I'm going to fuck you hard against the door. So hard that you won't be able to walk for a week."

"Then, do it," I challenged.


Before I met him, I was the lone Luna who ran away from the pack; away from my responsibilities. I was determined to hide out in the human world until I met a man who was willing to take me in. Though I never loved him, I got married to him.

However, a few days into the marriage, I discovered that I had a stepson. And what was worse? My young stepson is my mate...

I didn't speak for thirteen years.
Not since the night that took both my parents away. I was the only witness. And I never told anyone what I saw — not even my brother, who spent years trying to get me out of my shell.
Until him.
Aren Caedmon, 22 years.
Captain of the Highland Hurricanes hockey team.
And my brother's best friend.
I used to avoid him.
Until that night I was supposed to be home, but instead I was training at the rink beside his ice. In leg warmers and pointe shoes.
In HIS oversized Hurricanes hoodie number 22 — which I thought was my brother's.
He didn't ask me to speak.
He learned my language.
But my brother had one rule: Stay away from his best friend.
Now I'm wearing Aren's jersey in the front row of every game.
His number on my back. His name on my skin. And I'm falling for the one guy I was never supposed to want.

On her eighteenth birthday, Isabella expected freedom. Instead, she was sold by her uncle to Hell's pit—the Devil’s underworld where men fight to death and women suffer fates far worse.

Being a wolfless omega in this den of monsters should have been her death sentence. Until she met him. Alessandro De Luca, the most feared Mafia Lord and King Of The South.

Alessandro never expected to find his mate in the last place imaginable—Hell’s pit. Isabella's dormant wolf suddenly awakens, revealing her as a rare dominant omega, making her both precious and hunted. Now, he'll wage war against the pit's corrupt council to claim her.

As their passionate bond deepens and Isabella carries his heirs, a dark plot threatens to tear them apart.

What happens when Isabella is kidnapped and her and her unborn pups' lives are in danger and to save her Alessandro must give up everything he has worked for?

In Hell's pit, love comes with a price. And someone is about to pay in blood.

He proposed to me the day he woke up from coma.

I was so happy, and thought I would finally have my happily ever after.

I was wrong.

Three years later, I was slapped with divorce papers, and lost my baby.

My husand had chose my sister, and abandoned me.

And that was his worst mistake.

My fiancé abandoned me at a suburban gas station. Sophia Rose—his precious first love—had a concert he couldn't miss.

Thugs found me there. Dragged me into an abandoned warehouse. Raped me. Injected me with poison.

When I begged him for help, he sneered: "You think I'd marry a used-up whore? Stay the hell away from me."

He had his arm around a glowing Sophia. They were married within weeks.

Alexander Kane saved me that night.

A mafia boss. He brought me back from death. Counseled me. Hired the top doctors in the country for experimental treatments.

Even when my body wouldn't fully heal, he vowed to keep me safe for life.

Being his wife for five years? Pure magic.

Then tonight happened.

I overheard him on a call in his study.

"So the gas station attack—that was your setup."

"Exactly. Sophia needed her fairy tale ending with her idol."

"Boss, if Evelyn ever learns you married her just to save Sophia..."

"She won't learn anything. Sophia's blood disease is killing her. Needs constant transfusions. I exhausted every Kane connection. Only Evelyn matches. Perfect blood type. Zero rejection rate."

"I'll repay this with everything I have. But Evelyn stays in the dark until Sophia recovers."

My rescue was just his scheme.

Then I'll make him pay.

My sister walked onstage wearing the medal for my stolen research.
Ethan stood beside her and mouthed, Don’t ruin this.
Last time, I listened. I lost my scholarship, my housing, my lab, and the only archive my mother left behind.

This time, I held up the U drive with the original files.
“If Sophie built it,” I said, “let her run the raw data.”

My Sister Wore My Medal

I accidentally entered an S-rank horror dungeon, but thought it was some immersive dating show.

Facing the bloodthirsty Ghost King BOSS:

Others: Begging for mercy.

Me (blushing): Those pecs, that battle-damaged look—where did they find such a gorgeous contestant? I'm obsessed!

When he tried to strangle me, I touched his hand. "You're so cold, let me warm you up~"

Ghost King: ???

Facing the psycho doctor with a chainsaw:

Others: Screaming and running.

Me (swooning): Doctor, those beautiful fingers are meant for piano, not chainsaws. Be sweet and put that down!

Doctor: ...

Facing the flesh-eating demon:

Me: Raw meat isn't healthy! Here, have some chocolate instead!

Seven days later, the dungeon collapsed.

Me, waving goodbye through tears. "Even though it was acting, you became my family!"

A gang boss ground my treasured staff into dust with one boot. “A gutter-bred bastard from the slums, and you’re hiding something this delicate? Cripple him. Let him learn who runs this turf.”
I stared at the silver-white powder on the floor. It was the last relic my brothers left me.
I once swore these hands would be used only to save people, never to kill again.
But today, even the heavens refused to allow it.
I lifted my head slowly. The elven ears I’d kept lowered in submission rose one by one in the dark, sharp as a wolf’s.
“You’re asking me who runs this turf?”
My fist snapped out and caved in the boss’s nose.
I twisted backhanded. Three elite enforcers had their bones shattered in an instant, collapsing like sacks of rotten meat.
I grabbed the boss by the throat with one hand and hoisted his two-hundred-pound body into the air, eyes cold as if I were staring at a corpse.
“Three years ago, when I laid down the rules in this district, you didn’t even know where you were playing in the mud.”
“My things are not for you to touch.”

Elara, the younger twin. Every time my sister falls ill and screams in agony, my Alpha father and mother, obsessed with their twisted idea of fairness, force me to feel every bit of that same searing pain.
Once, they cast me out into the wilds. On the brink of death, I stumbled across a fey altar. It promised anything could be traded. Without thinking, I bargained away my wolf spirit and my health. I only wanted my parents to stop punishing me for my sister’s sickness. I just wanted to be loved.
When I opened my eyes and told them I had traded my wolf spirit and health for a cup of water, what waited for me was…

“I Lucas Gray, Alpha of the Dark moon pack, denounce you Sophia Roman as a member of this pack!”


Sophia was denounced by her pack for shifting four years later than she was supposed too. Sophia thought that it was the end of her life, not knowing it was the beginning of a great adventure.

Two days after Sophia became a rogue, she was attacked by older rogues but was saved by the members of The Sky Blue pack. Sophia was later taken to the Alphas and realized that she is mated to both Alphas. She ran away, thinking they will reject her after all she was just an omega and a rogue. But to her surprise, they didn’t only accept but promise to take revenge on her old pack for what they did to her……

“He showed up for his sister’s wedding. He left wearing the dress.”

When Liam LaRosa returns to New York, he expects his sister's wedding, not his wedding. But after his twin sister takes her own life hours before her forced mafia wedding, Liam is given an impossible ultimatum: take her place at the altar… or watch his family fall.

Now bound to Donatello Moranno, the city’s most feared mafia boss, Liam becomes a pawn in a bloodstained game of power, loyalty, and twisted desire. But what starts as survival turns into something far more dangerous.

Because Donatello isn’t just the devil in a tailored suit. He’s the man Liam can’t stop thinking about.
And in a world where love is a liability… falling for the enemy might be a death sentence.

Drugged by her own father into sleeping with him, she found herself trapped in a forced and loveless marriage, marked by secrets and betrayals. He had another woman in mind and he went to Europe, abandoning her and their son. Four years later, he returns, but not by choice: the son Liam was born to is seriously ill. The only chance of saving his life is to give birth to a new child, a sacrifice that forces them to confront feelings they swore they would never revisit. Will he once again give in to intimacy with a wife who only exists on paper? What about the woman waiting for him abroad? But... what if forgotten feelings begin to surface, confusing their hearts and their choices?


Nathan wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. My back was pressed to his chest. His thin lips began to stick to my hair and he began to speak.
“Your back was to me, do you want me to come in another way?”
Nathan lowered his head, he put the tip of his nose close to mine. Our lips almost touched, and breathing was somewhat unsteady.
“Don't you know that with you I'm kind of unable to control myself? I just wanted to sleep with you, to be with you incessantly...”

When I found out my bestie Amanda is pregnant with my Alpha King husband David's child, my world was turned upside down. I couldn't believe they have planned to use me and ditch me ever since we were 18 years old.
Killed by their poison, I was luckily granted another chance by the moon goddess to relive my life, starting right before my wedding.
I knew I wouldn't waste this chance. I had to stop our marriage, protect my parents and, most importantly,
REVENGE
But I didn't expect David's biggest billionaire enemy Alpha Alexander would press me against the wall one day
"Marry me instead"

For three years, she was the invisible wife in a marriage of convenience, her quiet love met only with his cold indifference. Now, with her departure date set, the photos of him with his true love are the final proof she needs to walk away forever.

Her bags are packed, her future is hers alone. She plans to vanish without a trace, leaving behind only a signed divorce paper.

He never saw her—until he found her closet empty and his world unraveling. The man who took her for granted is now in a desperate race against time, tormented by a single question: Can he undo his greatest mistake, or has he already lost the one person who truly mattered?

I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger.
Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order.
I hated the way he spoke to me.
I hated the way he watched me more.
But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect.
The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple.
Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending.
At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t.
At dinner, he whispered against my ear,
“If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.”
I should have slapped him.
Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe.
He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured,
“Open for me.”
“Keep your eyes on me.”
“I want you shaking for me, not for him.”
Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred.
Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made.
My ex wanted me broken.
Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him.
And the worst part was how easily I let him.
Santa didn’t bring me a miracle.
He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands.

" When I met Timothy Adams, he had nothing but a guitar. "

I was rich... He was poor...

I was plain... He was beautiful...

I ached for the spotlight, he made his music in the dark...

Yet he looked at me in a way my rock star father and rich, snobby classmates never did: like I mattered...

I never saw it coming...

When Timothy moved in with us to work with my dad and attend Oakwood prep, he seduced my enemies and claimed their crown...

He betrayed my friendship and crushed my heart to become their rebel prince...

They can keep him...

I'll never forgive the boy I used to ache for...

But some nights...

He makes me want to.

“Are you here to save me?” I asked bitterly, thinking of the look in my father’s eyes as he tried to wring the life out of me. “Or are you just here to bring me gifts and false hope?”
The stranger didn’t answer, but I could feel his presence as he approached. Still, I didn’t turn to face him, even when I felt a warm, gentle hand squeeze my shoulder.
Abused. Neglected. Caged.
That’s how Princess Ember, the daughter of the Alpha King of Allusia, has spent her young life. Sold like chattel to another Alpha in exchange for the promise of warriors for her father against an uprising, Ember’s life feels like it might be over.
But a stranger comes to her in the night, her only refuge from the daily attacks from her father. Will he be her savior? Or will she just find herself in another gilded cage?
An Alpha for the Stolen Princess is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

"Well, you seem happy and relaxed. I see you have wasted no time moving on." Smith voiced out in anger, "Does he have any idea that you are just using him to get back at me?" Smith spit out, shaking his head in the process.
"Smith, why on earth are you here?" I hit him with clenched teeth, shocked by his presence.
"I saw your car parked out front and I was skeptical if it was yours. I wanted to see you, I guess but I never expected to see that-" he gestures towards Ronnell, who continues to watch our every move, wound tight.
"Well, you can't just walk into my life whenever you want," I fire back, "I have moved on, Smith. You messed up and shoved our good times into the trash."
"I know." He eyeballs Ronnell, dropping his voice to a whisper. "I know that I was an asshole, but I want to make it all up to you," he reaches for my hand. "Why don't you give us another chance?"
I pull my hands away from his, "No, Smith, I'm not ready for that- for any of your bullshit." My jaw clenched. Images of finding his ex-girlfriend's undies in my bed while he turned it on me as if his cheating was my own fault still make me angry.
He moves even closer, "No, Blair. You have to listen to what I have to say!" Before I can say a word, Ronnell's voice booms behind me.
"I believe she's asked you to leave, man," he growls, moving forward like a freight plane, eyes flashing dangerously at Smith.


Blair Damien thought that her life had ended right after Smith, her long-time college sweetheart shattered her heart. She doesn't believe in love but what if that thought changed after a memorable one night stand that might change her whole life forever?
Ronnell Roman is a cold-hearted billionaire who owns a security company. He had everything from wealth, power, influence, smartness, and even the face and body of a Greek God. He could get any girl he wanted, anytime and anywhere but there's a problem...

Dear god. I had slept with a CEO. My new Boss. Who I was working directly with.
Cold sweat clung to my skin, and my entire body froze in place.
"Good day." His deep baritone voice sent chills up my spine. His voice seemed to command the entire room at that moment, holding me captive. Clearly I wasn't the only one affected from the way others straightened in response.
Did he choose me because of the night we spent together? Was I jumping to conclusions?
"Yes?" He asked, bringing me back to reality.
Suddenly all the words I thought of flew out of my mind. What was I supposed to say at this moment? Would I bring up the one night stand? Do I ask about the job or why he chose me?
"Thank you for the opportunity...sir?" I finally came up with, bowing slightly.
What was he doing? I swallowed thickly, heart and mind racing. What was he going to say?
"Who are you?"
After a one night stand with a mysterious man, Lilian 'Lily' Grace is left with many questions. Things take a turn when on her first day of work , she finds out that the man she slept with is Alexander Sterling, billionaire CEO and her new boss who she now works as his secretary. To her dismay, meeting him again she finds that he doesn't remember her or the night they shared together. When she discovers that she is pregnant with his child, she has to hide it for the sake of her job. As unknown forces start tracking her, she is slowly brought into a world she has no knowledge of with wolves shadows hiding at every corner. From discovering the truth of Alexander's identity to being hunted down by an enemy with motives only he knows the truth of. Will she unravel the secrets surrounding her?

Isolde was on the run after committing an unforgivable crime in her brothel. She flees for her life but finds herself trapped in the devil’s lair, a domain owned by the cursed rogue lycan lord, Draco.

This cruel fate was the beginning of her torture as Isolde was captured and chosen as Draco’s Breeder.

Being chosen as a breeder for the dark lord was a sentence, especially for a savage male who had murdered nine of his Lunas. Now she faced the same fate as his previous Lunas.

Isolde must do all she can to stay alive and save her sister from the Dark lord.

She strives and learns to navigate a world dominated by ferocious and savage males who want nothing but to exterminate her. In the process, she learns a deep, lost secret that changes her life forever.

Will Isolde flee or stay now that Draco’s secrets and the key to his survival lie in the palm of her hands? What happens when the demons from her past come back to haunt her?

Content Warning.
This book gets darker the further the story unfolds. So be prepared for the MM scenes, knife play and a lot more others.

"Little woman, seems like fate doesn't want you alive. Blame yourself for forcing yourself on a man who clearly doesn't love you!!" The man spat the words with disdain.
Olivia felt the cold rush of air as she was shoved off the bridge, the assassin's face betraying no emotion except for a chilling smirk that never touched the depths of his icy green eyes.
…
Olivia's best friend, Harlow, pretends to have an affair with Olivia's husband, Chester. Harlow plans to kill Olivia and throws her body off a bridge, but Olivia is saved and undergoes plastic surgery. Five years later, Olivia and her triplets return to New York City to seek revenge.

King Lorenzo spent fifteen years dreaming of one thing.

Revenge.

After watching his family slaughtered, his country stolen, and his people enslaved, he escaped with one promise burning in his heart: one day, he would make the monster who destroyed his life pay for every drop of blood that had been spilled.

And he did. Lorenzo murdered the devil and reclaimed the throne.

Only one person remained.

Princess Daisy.

The spoiled, untouchable daughter of the man who ruined everything.

Now stripped of her crown and held captive inside the very palace that once belonged to Lorenzo’s family, Daisy becomes the living reminder of a past he can’t forget. Every scar on his body carries her father’s name. Every nightmare ends with the same vow:
She will pay.

But revenge isn’t as simple as he imagined.

The more Lorenzo tries to break the princess, the more he begins to see the frightened woman hiding beneath the crown she never asked to wear. And Daisy soon realizes the ruthless king holding her captive isn’t the monster she was raised to believe he was.

In a kingdom built on blood, hatred is easy.
Falling for the enemy is the real danger.

He wants revenge. She wants freedom. Neither of them is prepared for what happens when hate turns into obsession.

"Miss Emily Collombo is three weeks pregnant with your child, Mr. Ferrari."
How could such a mistake happen?
His sperm had been inseminated into the wrong woman. Not just any woman, but Emily Collombo, the very woman engaged to marry his sworn enemy, Marco Russo.
Emily Collombo never had a choice. As the illegitimate daughter of the Collombo Family, she existed only as a bargaining chip, raised to serve the family's interests and forced into marriage with Marco Russo, the heir to one of Italy's most powerful mafia clans.
Her future had already been decided until a devastating error at the hospital shattered everything. A case of medical negligence turned her life upside down.
Now, Emily is carrying the child of Dante Ferrari, the feared Don of the Ferrari Mafia Clan.
The Ferraris are not merely powerful. They rule the underworld with absolute authority, known for their ruthlessness and feared by all who cross their path.

"Kiera Scott is a 21 years old single lady, she Lives alone since she graduated from high school. Sometimes her friends come around to visit her. Luckily enough for her, she's the only daughter of her family and very pampered. She's pretty... The perfect definition of beauty can be told alone by looking at her. She's loved by everyone in her neighborhood, works in a very good company and paying one loved by her colleagues. But! The only problem is her Boss.

He's Tibby Wilf. He is a sex freak, crazy, mean, extra arrogant. He hates being corrected. But Kiera keeps crushing on him.

He was a sex addict. He'd always scold her when she's wrong and not...till she got used to it.

Now she accidentally found him in the shower.

"you!!" he called as she turned back shocked to see her boss half naked.

"argh!" she screamed and shut her eyes closed

"what you doing here?"" she asked

"I should ask you that!" he fired back as she opened her eyes

'gosh...so hot' she gasped in her thoughts

"I'm hiding... please" she whispered as she walked closer to him

"hey... stay back" he hurriedly said as she staggered back

"argh!" she screamed as he pushed her back but unfortunately... his towels fell off his waist."

"You're pregnant.". Her words dropped like a bomb.

"What?" I asked, perplexed. "H-how is this even possible?"

Suddenly, memories from that night came pouring into my head like a fountain; My skin shuttered as it remembered his touch. My ears rang as it recalled his groans and my cries of pleasure from that night. My lips quivered as it remembered the passionate kisses he planted on them. We had made love!
~

After walking in on her boyfriend cheating on her, a hurt Mélie Shapman gets drunk and ends up having a one-night stand with a stranger which results in pregnancy. She decides to keep the baby and raise her as a single mom. Five years later, her daughter disappears from her school and an unknown number informs Mélie of her daughter's whereabouts. She arrives at the location and finds Darcy, her daughter, with a man who claims to be the father of her child. He turns out to be indeed the father of her daughter. But that is not the only thing that he is. He is Damien Jaeger, a filthy rich multi-billionaire and the most handsome man in existence! His next move shocks her beyond her imagination, "Let's get married."

Mélie agrees to marry Damien. But why would Damien Jaeger walk into her life so suddenly and ask to get married?
Does he have an ulterior motive or is he just desperate to have a family?

In a world of lies, secrets, betrayal and vengeance. Mélie will soon find the answers we're looking for. But will she be able to handle the heat of her flaming life with Damien Jaeger or will she let it consume her and burn her to a crisp?

And what about you? Can you handle it?

Detective Nicole Brooks is finally trying to move on from a solved abduction case that left her with fractured memories and a guilt she can’t escape.
But moving on becomes impossible when a new murder case lands on her desk, and her prime suspect is Alister Morette, the mafia king whose name is enough to make even the powerful afraid.
What starts as a hunt for a suspect soon becomes something far more dangerous.
Alister Morette doesn’t believe in coincidence and meeting Nicole wasn’t. Neither was becoming the suspect she was sent to hunt.
Because to Alister, Nicole isn’t just a desire.
She’s his reality.
The closer Nicole gets to Alister, the harder it becomes to tell whether she is hunting a killer… or falling for one.
Alister may be hiding more than just crimes and Nicole’s past may be closer to him than she ever imagined.

Allison is her first year of college when she is surprised to learn that her long-widowed mother is dating billionaire Malcolm Kent. Although she wants her mother to be happy, Allison mistrusts his intentions and is soon drawn into a web of intrigue as Malcolm enforces his unusual form of discipline on all those around him.

Depression and unfortunate events found its abode in the life of a young girl in the city, Sofia Sullivan, who lost her parents in a house fire and is left to live a reckless life, influenced by friends. However, things changed when she met a young man who wished to take her as a wife but terms and condition apply. Sofia is now in the house of the rich young man she least expected to be but trouble looms.

She is amidst enemies and challenges arise even greater than what she had been through. Will she survive or will she continue to be a victim of unfortunate circumstances?

Sold by her own aunt out of pure greed, Serena, an orphan, never expected to become the secret bride of not one, but two billionaire heirs.

Saint Rivers: cold, calculating, the public face of Riverdale Corporations. He is an iceberg in a tailored suit who needs a quiet, scandal-proof wife to secure his empire.

Sinclair Rivers: his hidden twin, all dark charisma and unrestrained hunger, the shadow weapon kept out of the spotlight until now.

One contract, two husbands and zero escape. Dragged into a glittering cage of wealth and danger, Serena is trapped between Saint’s glacial control and Sin’s feral possession.

Every touch is punishment, every kiss is a claim, and every command is a test she refuses to fail. Saint punishes with glacial control, while Sin devours with feral hunger.

The twin heirs aren’t just buying a bride, they’re sharing her, breaking her, owning her… and the more she fights, the more they burn for her surrender.

In a world where power is currency and secrets are weapons, one defiant woman will either shatter the Rivers dynasty, or be consumed by the fire of the men who bought her soul.

They killed his whole family. They left the boy alive, thinking he was nothing. A pup with no den, they said. The city would eat him soon enough.

They were wrong about that. The city did not eat him. It forged him.

Ten years later, Kaelen comes home to Charter. He is not a boy anymore. He carries a cold magic that was born from his own pain and suffering, the ability to pull bad memories out of places and make them real for a while. A scream trapped in a wall, the shadow of a victim, the last feeling of someone who died wrong: it is all fuel for him now.

But the power is wild and untamed. Every time he uses it, it hurts him and costs him something valuable. His enemies are still here, rich and comfortable, three of the most powerful people in the city. They do not know he is coming for them. They are about to learn.

To destroy them, Kaelen must first master himself. He must grow stronger and learn the full depths of his power. Because the echoes do not just haunt his enemies. They haunt him too. And the stronger he becomes, the less of his original self remains behind.