1980 Book(s) Related to MR CEO:Please Don’t Love me

"Fuck!" Sebastian muttered, "The condom broke," 
Still recovering from the mind shattering orgasm I grabbed his face and kissed him. "Don't stop, I can't have kids anyway."


Mia Anderson felt her life crumbling when she received a notification that Gavin Campbell, her husband, was going to be a father of another woman's child.
After an intense confrontation, Mia was left to confront the painful reality of their shattered marriage. Despite the pain and anger that flowed through her veins, Mia kept it to herself and decided to take control of her future. She reignited her passion for fashion consulting and found solace in the support of one of her clients, Sophia Coleman.
At Sophia’s wedding, Mia encountered Sebastian Thornton, leading to an unexpected passionate night. Even though the condom accidentally broke during their one night stand, Mia wasn't worried- after all, one of the reasons she divorced her husband was that she couldn't get pregnant.
However, weeks later Mia shockingly discovered that she was pregnant, leaving her in a tumultuous storm of emotions and hard decisions.
As for Sebastian, the billionaire bachelor who never expected to be a father at his current age. While after a steamy night with Mia, he suddenly received a letter demanded that he renounce any parental rights to Mia Anderson's unborn child.
What the hell is going on?

Ciara Smith, a strong willed and independent woman who has her life all mapped out crosses paths with Brian Salter, a ride and arrogant manwhore who apparently is every lady's dream. Every lady except her.
For revenge, he offers her a signed contract in order to pay for her father's surgical bill.
Could this contract be fate?
Will it make or break her?
And will Ciara learn to rise above the challenge?
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My name is Dafu, I am a dog, and I can smell death.

Sweet, cloying spores and a metallic, fishy stench seeped in through the cracks in the door.
The owner's friend was crying and calling for help outside the door , but all I could hear from my nostrils was the gurgling of mucus and the rustling of fungal hyphae climbing—
The person outside had no heartbeat.

The owner ultimately decided to open the door and rescue the person .
no!

I bit his hand tightly , my eyes pleading desperately—
Master, trust me !
That thing outside the door! It's not a person at all!

I fucked the daughter of my best friend. Now I have to safeguard her.
Skye needs to learn how to swim in my infinity pool.
That sounds like a great deal.

And I know precisely what my malicious purpose is.

Take her in the water with my hands on her curves.

I know it's terrible, but she's as desperate as I am.

Our affair will be our little secret.

My former business partner, on the other hand, is out for vengeance.

He's threatening to go public and reveal our identities.

It'll wreck us both.

So I'll be one step ahead of him.
I'll protect her... even if it means marrying her

I was declared dead in a car accident—while my husband was desperately trying to save the woman he truly loved.
Five years later, I return with top medical skills and two adorable children. Now, the world knows me as the renowned “Dr. Green.”
With red-rimmed eyes, Charles Windsor corners me and chokes out, “Diana, our children… are they still alive?”

I'm Jennifer, a stay-at-home mom. I gave up my art career eight years ago to take care of my family. My husband Julian and my son Garry, they're my whole world.

But lately, I've noticed them getting closer to Mia, Julian's secretary. Little things. Garry asking where "Miss Mia" is. Julian mentioning her at dinner. I told myself it was nothing. I kept quiet. I put up with it.

Until last week, when Garry broke his arm playing hockey. The school called Mia, not me. She was listed as his emergency contact.

That's when I knew I was done.

He accused her of seduction and was mean towards her after a one night stand. In retaliation, Mercedes threw a $1 note at him as payment for his service and a measure of his performance, which she graded to be below average. Meanwhile, her body ached terribly and her walls felt sore.

Two days later, she walked to her new office and was sent to the board room to begin her as a personal assistant to the President. Her heart stopped when she realized that the man she ridiculed was Nathan Legend. The multi-billionaire devil everyone whispered about. Graciously, he pretended to not know her to her great relief.

Yet, when she entered his office, he locked the door. His face carried no emotions, his eyes piercing, his voice chilled like ice. "You shall spend the rest of your life, paying for the insult you threw in my face, till I tear that $1 note off the wall." She shivered to his word and as if to read her mind, he seethed, "don't even think about resigning because, I would make sure, that no company employs you and if you run, I will find you."

Mark a billionaire, finally divorced his wife but finds it hard to be present for his daughter. Because of that, he requested for a nanny and Mia applied for it, irrespective of the challenges that she encountered on her way. And luckily for her, she got picked. Their lives changed from that very day.

The priest stepped forward, and coughed to capture everyone's attention.

"It is with utmost delight that we have gathered here to witness and celebrate the union of…."

Everything faded into silence, leaving Ava sucked up in her thoughts. She imagined how her boyfriend, Trent must feel. They were both young but undeniably in love. Two days ago, she was at his place to break the news to him. Both helpless, they cried in each other's arms until Sheila came and forcefully took her.

Lost in her thought, suddenly a tap from Gale Edinburgh jolted her out of her reverie.

"Will you answer the man?!"

"Huh!"

"Do you, Ava Faine, take Gale Edinburgh as your lovely wedded husband? To cherish…"

"NO!" Ava's yell echoed throughout the building and there was ohhhs from the people expressing shocks.


Ava faine was forced to marry a man he never loved and she rebelled.

Betrayed also by her boyfriend whom she though she could confide in, she was saved by a handsome billionaire who fell in love with her.

The son I’d nearly died giving birth to looked me dead in the eye after seven years of calling the woman who ruined my life his mother, and spat: “You’re not even fit to shine Chloe’s shoes.”
My husband Arthur stood right beside him, sneering. “Even your own kid doesn’t believe you. Just accept it.”
I’d always thought if I just humbled myself enough, I might earn even a scrap of pity from this father and son.
I’d fought tooth and nail to get my son back, begged him on my knees to choose me, even when I found out my husband was planning to carve out my kidney alive to keep that woman happy — I still clung to the stupid, desperate hope he’d feel even a flicker of regret.
It broke for good when my seven-year-old son, desperate to please his “new mum”, stuffed the evidence she’d planted to frame me right into the sofa cushions with his own two hands.
That all shattered the night he forced me to kneel and serve for him and that homewrecker while they slept together.
In that moment, I was done being the doormat everyone trampled into the dirt.

Six months into our marriage, Adrian still wouldn’t touch me.
Every time I reached for him, he pulled away at the last moment. I thought he didn’t love me. I thought he’d only married me because my sister had run away to Paris.
So I drafted our divorce papers.
But just as I was preparing to leave, I discovered his secret. He had stolen my lingerie, tattooed my name on his body, and turned to the internet for advice under an anonymous account:
“I’ve loved her for years. How do I make her see it?”

I stood by him through the grief of losing his first love, serving as his substitute wife for five years, giving birth to two pups, and giving him my all. Yet none of that mattered the moment his white moonlight said, “I’m back.”

For his first love, he forced me to kneel and beg for mercy to confess to a crime I never committed—only then did he tell me it was just a dummy of my brother!
But his first love was the one who told me she’d secretly swapped my real brother for the dummy long before.

My husband favored her, my own pups turned against me. They saw me as an enemy while worshiping his white moonlight like a treasure.

My heart died. I divorced him and fled far away. Only then did they wake up to the truth: his white moonlight was a venomous witch, and I was the one who’d been wronged and loved him truly.

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.

"You never wanted me," Eva's voice trembled, but her gaze was steady as she glared at Maxmillan. "You were too blinded by your love for Sara to see the truth."
Maximilian clenched his fists, his jaw tight. "You think I don’t regret it? Every moment. Every moment I spent hurting you..”
"Hurting me?" she cut him off, her eyes filled with anger. "You ruined me, Max. You let my sister and step mother destroy me, and when I needed you most, you turned your back on me, you made me go through hell."
His chest tightened. "I was wrong. I know that now, but..."
"But it’s too late," she snapped. "I’m not the helpless girl you left behind. I’ve come back for what's mine."
Max’s voice softened, almost pleading. "And what if I’m part of what’s yours?"
Eva's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Maybe. Or maybe I’ll destroy you the way you destroyed me."


Forced into a loveless marriage to save her family's business, Eva endures cruelty from her husband, Maximilian, who believes she manipulated his grandfather into choosing her as his bride. Blinded by his love for her sister, Sara, Maximilian made Eva go through hell.
Eva is framed for a tragedy and sent to prison, she’s rescued by a powerful figure who she never knew existed.
Six years later, Eva returns. No longer the broken and helpless woman she once was, She is now a force to be reckoned with. She is back to seek revenge on all those who had made her life hell.
Now, Maximilian regrets his mistakes
and isn’t ready to let her go.
Eva hold a secret that will shatter Maxmillan's world.
Will Eva choose love and forgiveness, or will revenge be the only thing that can heal her broken heart?

“Hide! Hide!” I yelled, striking Greg violently in the butt. I sensed his astonishment but I didn’t give a damn. If he loved me, he'd understand I was in a precarious situation. “What the hell's happening?!” Greg screamed but I still pushed him into my wardrobe anyway as Fred's voice echoed through the house. I can't imagine the torment I'd face if I was caught in a relationship with a man. 7 years ago, I worked for the Richardson family with my mother and when I lost her to cancer, I decided to drop out of school. However, luck was on my side or so I thought. The Richardson adopted me as their own but when I thought my life was starting to get better, Fred the true son of the family came into my life. It went downhill from there. I became a sex toy for him and it even got worse when my adoptive father joined his son to make my life a misery. I became traumatic. Not even the sweetest prince charming could woo me into liking him. To hell with every man! I hated them all until Greg came along. He loved me more than I loved myself but what could I do? Both father and son of the Richardson family had issued me a stern warning to shut every man out – I was an exclusive property. Would I ever get a shot at true love when my life’s a living hell?

She just wanted to start over.

After a childhood marked by trauma and invisible scars, Isabella Monteiro decided to live in silence, hiding her pain behind a charming smile.

But fate has never been kind.

Caught between two completely opposite worlds, Isabella finds herself at the center of a war for her heart.

On one side, Alexander Carter, the perfect CEO—sophisticated, polite, a man who seems to have stepped out of a dream. He protects her, respects her, and awakens in her the feeling of finally being safe.

On the other, Dante Navarro, a dangerous drug dealer with a gaze that can burn to the soul. Brutal, intense, and with an obsession that can destroy her... or free her.

Between Alexander's heaven and Dante's shadows, Isabella will discover that love can be her salvation... or her ruin.

I don't know how I fell asleep here in the garden.. But what I do know is that I am very late for the house and at this time of the night... I'm supposed to live alone.. But when I got home I saw its lights beacon.. And worse when I entered.. There was someone He acts like he is at home!!! Since I met him, my life has been turned upside down.

Step into a world of steamy, forbidden romances where desire ignites, secrets linger, and power plays set hearts racing.
This collection of short erotic stories explores dominating and submissive dynamics, taboo attractions, and irresistible tension.
Each tale is packed with passion, cliffhangers, and moments that will leave you breathless, wanting more. Intended for adult readers only; all characters are 18 or older. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental.

She fought her way out of hell—literally. Alina's scarred knuckles and undefeated record in the underground circuit were supposed to buy her freedom. Instead, they made her valuable. When her refusal to throw a fight gets her sold at a sex slave auction, she's rescued by Rowell—a mafia kingpin whose cold eyes hide something she can't name. He says he's protecting her. She knows better. Fighters recognize predators. But when she risks everything to save his family from an attack, she becomes the accused. Locked in his estate, suspected of conspiracy, Alina must navigate a world where every alliance is a trap and every truth is a weapon. She's survived worse than him. Or so she thinks—until she realizes the most dangerous fight isn't against his enemies. It's against the way her heart betrays her every time he looks at her.

I only meant to kiss a stranger to make my ex-fiancé jealous.
One daring moment in the heart of the pit; the roar of the crowd echoing off the steel, adrenaline pumping, and my heart pounding, I kissed the most dangerously gorgeous man I’d ever seen.
I didn’t know he was the Don to the most feared mafia group in the city.
I didn’t know he was being hunted.
And I definitely didn’t know I was his perfect alibi.
Now I’m tangled in a cruel world filled with secrets with the man who claims I belong to him. But there’s something Nikolai Moretti doesn’t know; I’m not just some pit-side whore fling. I’m his salvation…. and his damnation.

On our first wedding anniversary, I walked into my husband's office and found him having sex with my best friend.

He didn't even apologize. Instead, claiming he was disgusted that I hadn't produced an heir in a year of marriage, he threw divorce papers in my face.

Five years later, I returned to New York with my new husband—Cassian Vitiello, the Godfather of the North American underworld.

Vincent ran into me at the docks. He handed me a business card, offering me a job as a nanny for his mistress's son.

What he didn't know was that the woman he was mocking was now the Donna—the woman the entire East Coast underground feared.

"Do you enjoy this? Ignoring me like I don't exist? Do you have any idea how humiliating this feels, waiting for you like some fool?" After three years of a cold, loveless marriage, Selene Henderson finally gathers the courage to walk away from her distant billionaire husband, Sebastian Kingsley.
She's ready to file for divorce... until a tragic accident changes everything. When Sebastian wakes up with no memory of the woman he once pushed away, Selene finds herself trapped in a marriage she was desperate to escape—this time with a man who suddenly looks at her like she's his whole world.
But can love born from broken memories survive the truth of their painful past? Or will the secrets she's been hiding destroy them all over again?
"Are you always this shy around your own husband, wife?" his voice dropped into a low, dangerous growl, his hands anchoring me against the wall.
"We didn't... we didn't use to do this," I gasped, trying to look away from his piercing gaze.
He leaned in, his breath hot against my lips. "Then your body has a better memory than my brain. Because right now, it's telling me you belong exactly right here."

"I need a bride. And you need to get out of that abusive marriage." Ryven Castello explained while Arianna stared at the papers strewn across her, trying to make a sense out of what Ryven listed to her.
"O-Okay?" Arianna struggled to get words out of her mouth as she stared intently at the marriage contract across the table.
"I'll get you a befitting seat to watch your oppressors burn. Sign the contract to be my wife for a year." Ryven said and sank into the chair back, trying to calculate Arianna's response.
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Arianna's marriage to her heartthrob was a year old when she realized that she was being used. Apparently, her abusive husband had another wife, and a son. She was a surrogate, so they said.
Life for a twenty eight year old lady couldn't get more unbearable, to realize she was just a substitute after all the harsh treatments she'd received. She even forsook her inheritance to be with him. Amidst the hurt of being betrayed, she got an anonymous offer to be a wife for a year, while being given a chance to get revenge. Urged and determined to spill the tears of her oppressors, she accepted the offer, but she's oblivious to one thing. She's married to a Mafia Lord and his weakness.

For three years, I lived like a bird trapped in the gilded cage of Mafia don Victor Russo. Beneath every kiss and calculated caress, I bided my time. I had grown to love him, lost in the warmth of his affection.

But when I finally learned I was nothing more than a stand-in for his beloved Elaina, I struck back. I drained eighty million dollars from his accounts and fled to Europe. There, I chased down every lead I had uncovered and built a security empire of my own.

I never imagined a deadly conspiracy would drag me back to New York — and straight back to Victor. Revenge is within my grasp, yet that reckless, all-consuming love still lingers. And I don’t know which path to choose.

I was dying — and he was loving someone else.
I left.
Now he wants me back… but will I let him?

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

Fourteen years I gave him.
Every storm I shielded him from.
Every mess I cleaned up for him.
I made him a king of Manhattan.
On my forty-second birthday, he brought my enemy's daughter to my party.
He forged my medical records.
He tried to strip me of my trust.
He thought I was done.
He forgot one thing: I made him.
And I have a son he never knew existed.

Emily Harris, a determined Business Administration student aiming to earn her degree, finds her big opportunity when her friend Emma secures her an internship at one of the most influential and powerful companies in Chicago. What Emily never expected was to cross paths with Noah Walker, the enigmatic and commanding 34-year-old CEO, known for his cold demeanor and relentless leadership.
As the days at the office progress, Noah begins to demand Emily’s presence more and more, sparking an irresistible tension between them. Beneath the CEO’s rigid and mysterious exterior, Emily starts to uncover a far more complex man. What begins as a professional relationship quickly evolves into a sweeping romance, brimming with desire, secrets, and intense emotions that test them both.
When boundaries are crossed and hidden feelings surface, Emily and Noah must face a choice: follow the rules or risk everything for a passion that could change their lives forever.

After being cheated and betrayed by her notorious boyfriend, Edric, pregnant Kristine Iglesias swore to teach him a lesson.
In order to forget the pain, Kristine ended up sleeping with Edric's biggest rival, his enemy, the heart-throbbing billionaire, Zayne Nightwood.
One night all it took to change the flow of her life. An irresistible desire sparked between them. Both of them began to crave each other badly.
One night. One opportunity.
The news of their one night stand and her pregnancy spread like fire caught on silk. A scandal was created, risking both hers and his image.
But there was a catch. Everyone thought Zayne got her pregnant but the child was not Zayne's but Edric's.
In her one drunken mistake, she saw an opportunity, a dark path to annihilate all the obstacles, to make all her enemies pay.
Subsequently, Kristine and Zayne decide to marry, to fool the public and avoid allegations.
All on the demand that she will be all Zayne's. From her soul to every inch of her pretty skin. From her life to that unborn child's life, all shall belong to him.
Because according to him, she was his leash, his tamer, she 'should' be his.
When both of them had secretive motives behind this marriage, trusting each other or falling in love was going to be hard.
But how can they resist each other when both of them got addicted to each other?

When Kristine Iglesias discovers about her boyfriend’s cheating, she chooses the ultimate weapon for her revenge: A one night stand with his enemy.
The irresistible, dominating, heartless billionaire, Zayne Nightwood.
One night all it took to change the flow of her life. An irresistible desire sparked between them. Both of them began to crave each other badly.
One night. One opportunity.
The news of their one night stand and her pregnancy spread like fire caught on silk. A scandal was created, risking both hers and his image,
But there was a catch. Everyone thought Zayne got her pregnant but the child was not Zayne’s but Edric’s.
In her one drunken mistake, she saw an opportunity, a dark path to annihilate all the obstacles, to make all her enemies pay.
Subsequently, Kristine and Zayne decide to marry, to fool the public and avoid allegations.
All on the demand that she will be all Zayne’s. From her soul to every inch of her pretty skin. From her life to that unborn child’s life– all shall belong to him.
Because according to him, she was his leash, his tamer, she ‘should’ be his.
When both of them had secretive motives behind this marriage, trusting each other or falling in love was going to be hard.
But how can they resist each other when both of them got addicted to each other?

The day Elodie was diagnosed with late-stage cancer, she received intimate photos of her husband and his mistress.

Five years of marriage, and she had been nothing more than a presentable servant — her mother-in-law barked orders at will, her husband saved every tender moment for someone else, and even the money to treat her illness had to pass through layers of approval.

Finally, she slid the divorce papers across the table to him, picked up her luggage, and moved into a rented room. In her pocket: the cheapest painkillers she could find. On the bill: Initial Treatment Cost — $100,000.

No one knew she was sick. And no one remembered that this so-called "useless young madam" had once been a legendary prodigy at law school.

A light buried under dust for too long.

It was time to dig it back out.

Sending a sheer lingerie photo to my ruthless billionaire boss was a complete accident, but him locking his office door, pressing his massive, rock-hard erection against my stomach, and telling me to strip was a threat.

I was drowning in debt, and in a moment of weak empowerment, I snapped a photo of my swollen breasts spilling out of a crimson lace bra, the delicate thong barely hiding my wet, aching pussy. My thumb slipped. The explicit picture went straight to Alexander Grant.

I expected to be fired. Instead, he locked the heavy oak doors of his private office.

He didn't yell. He just trapped me against the wall, his thick thigh shoving aggressively between my legs, rubbing the rough fabric of his suit directly against my dripping center. I let out a pathetic, wet moan as his large hand wrapped around my throat.

"I will pay off every single cent of your debt," his deep voice vibrated against my lips, his thumb brushing my racing pulse. "But in exchange, you will be my exclusive plaything. Your body, your wetness, your tight little cunt—all mine."

I wanted to scream, but my body was completely betraying me. He handed me a velvet box containing the exact same crimson lingerie and ordered me to put it on. When I stepped out of his private bathroom, the lace hugging my hypersensitive nipples, his dark eyes flared with unhinged lust.

He didn't even take off his suit. He just ripped the lace panties down my thighs, shoved two thick fingers deep into my soaking wet vagina, and pumped me hard until I screamed his name.

I signed the contract with my legs still shaking and his musky scent buried deep inside me. But what happens when the monster who bought your body decides he wants to own your soul too?

Emma Steele is a closeted shoe designer and heir of her father's shoe company. After her father's death, her step mother and sister deceived her into signing off her rights to the company and working behind closed doors while her sister took the credit.

Everything goes wrong when she is made to watch her long term boyfriend get engaged to her sister on the night of her birthday.

Unknown to her, she was being arranged by her step mother and sister to become the wife of Mr Braxton, who suffers severe anger management issues, while her life's work is used for their selfish interest.

Mr Braxton returns home drunk after discovering his inheritance as the sole heir to Braxton International was being threatened by a clause to marry a Lady from the Steele household.

He meets an unconscious and beautiful Emma in bed, and they spend the night together. The next day, a contract was drawn up; To become Mrs Braxton for three years in a no affection marriage in exchange for 20 billion dollars!

My life was so dark that I couldn't see the future. Finally, someone took me away with the money.

He is a cold man, his life is full of secrets and riddles. In fact, it appeared as if it had been planned for me.

As time goes by, Will I be able to see that future?

Simone Lavelle is not your average girl. She still brings her different side… She’s arrogant, straightforward and barbaric but on the other side, she is always been honest and kind. Due to her dad’s persistent and threatened words. She will found herself in a marriage of convenience. “Meet him or this old man will destroy your life!” But this man awakes a different side of her…

Russell Maxwell is a famous swimmer in the entire country. He spend his time on his sports career. Which made his dad furious. "Do as I say or you'll be disinherited, and your sports will also suffer. I’ll destroy it either, it’s your choice young man."
He gets into trouble because of his fans that are chasing him. That's when he meet this strange woman. Who will be drawn deeper by their game, is it Mr. Swimmer Ms. Arrogant?

I spent seven years being Preston Maddox's personal errand girl.

Did his homework, took his father's belt for him, cut off every friend I had because he said he didn't like me talking to other guys.

I told myself that if I was good enough, patient enough, he'd eventually see me.

Then came the school's centennial gala. In front of everyone, he locked me, a girl with severe aquaphobia, inside a water tank filled to the brim with ice-cold water, so Vanessa Sinclair could have a pretty backdrop for her ballet number.

The audience roared. He watched Vanessa take her bow with this soft, adoring smile on his face. The only time he glanced at me was when he noticed I'd made a mess, and all he did was wrinkle his nose.

The water rose over my head, and something in me finally understood.

To Preston Maddox, I wasn't even worth as much as a dog.

If a dog was drowning, its owner would at least care.

Me? I just disgusted him.

"Do it then," Malakai growled, his palm slamming into the stone wall beside her ear, cracking the masonry.

"Tell me to walk the fuck out that door, Winter. Say the goddamn word."

His massive frame pinned her flush against the rock. "Derek is on patrol," Winter breathed, her legs wrapped tight around his waist. "If he walks in—"

"I don't give a fuck about your brother!" Malakai snarled against her skin. "Let him watch me mark what's mine."

He hooked his long fingers roughly under her jaw, forcing her eyes to meet his molten copper glare. His mouth slammed down on hers, wild and possessive, tasting like ash and dark heat.

"Fuck," he choked out, shoving his forehead against hers with lethal desperation. "Tell me to stop. Ask me to leave right now, Winter, and I'll walk."

Her heart pounded as she looked up at the deadliest Alpha in the academy breaking apart in her hands.

"I—"


Rule #1: Never cross into Crimson territory.
Rule #2: Never touch the enemy.
Rule #3: Never look Alpha Malakai in the eye.

Raised by her overprotective Alpha brother to be an obedient future Luna, Winter was ordered to avoid Crimson wolves.

She intended to obey. Until she bumped into Malakai Drake.

Ruthless, cold-blooded, and cursed with dark magic burning him alive, Malakai can only be quieted by his fated mate. One breath of his timber scent, and their bond snaps tight.

When his ex-girlfriend tries to humiliate Winter, Malakai's control shatters, turning the lethal Alpha dangerously obsessed with making her his.

Can she survive the deadliest Alpha in the academy, or will his consuming magic burn them both to ash?

Being a Cinderella, I was forced to marry a rich man who was crippled. But I was shocked when I met him. He made me realize that I deserved nothing but him. Now I don't care about his health situation. All I want is him by my side.
That's all, I felt when I fall in love with him slowly, desperately and hopelessly. Until on the honeymoon, I finally found out, my husband who loves me dearly , met his first love who supposed to be dead. Will he leave me for her?

For seven years, I told myself James wasn't cold; he simply loved quietly. Then my car died after midnight, and he told me to call a cab. When I earned the promotion I had chased for two years, he forgot my message. But when his ex said she felt sick, he left work with medicine in one hand and her exact coffee order in the other. That was when I understood: my husband knew how to care. He had simply never chosen to care for me. By our anniversary, I would stop waiting, leave his gift on the table, and move out. Only then would James begin to love me—and by then, it would be too late.

“Dad… please… help me…” I pleaded, my shattered ribs piercing my lungs, blood soaking the stretcher.
But Richard, the hospital's top surgeon and my biological father, didn't even glance at me. Instead, he rushed to the next bed.
“Don't be afraid, Chloe. I'm here,” he cooed to his stepdaughter, who merely had a tiny scratch on her arm. “Get the best equipment over here now!” he roared.
As the heart monitor flatlined and my soul left my broken body, I realized the chilling truth: in the choice between life and death, my father gladly let me die.

In order to rush to comfort his assistant whose apartment was leaking, Richard signed his name hastily without even glancing at the documents on the table.
I put away the divorce agreement with a wry smile.
When he and my son completely disappeared, he finally panicked.
Three months later .
He knelt down on the streets of Chicago in despair, begging me to remarry him.
My six-year-old son looked coldly at his biological father and said, "Get lost, you bad uncle! You don't deserve to be my dad!"

My long-lost twin sister has returned.
The first thing she did was demand to marry my fiancé.
Jayden, murmuring apologies, held her close as they walked into the city hall.
My family urged me to be generous, saying, "After all she’s been through, you owe her this much. You've had a good life all these years—why not let her have this?"
Until the day of their wedding, no one could find me.
But what they didn't know was that my body had been drifting at sea for over ten days.

"It's the night before you and Taylor's wedding, and you expect me to go to his bachelor party, break in - of course carefully - and make sure he doesn't have sex with a stripper?"
"Yes."
"You are crazy!"
Yes, Mary thought her best friend Amaya Peterson was really crazy, which actually showed that Amaya Peterson had no confidence in the man she was about to marry!
In fact, even Amaya Peterson didn't understand why she should marry a man who was going to cheat on her on the eve of the wedding? Why marry a man who didn't love her enough and couldn't even please her?
She had no choice but to push herself into a completely unknown fate!

After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh.
The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin.
Her life has tasted the butter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world? Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?

Nineteen-year-old Tiffany Dion is daddy's little girl, and she would do anything to save her father's company, even if that includes getting married to a pompous show off who calls her a rude brat.

Although her husband to be is currently top three among the world's youngest directors, Tiffany can't help but think that he's just childish and annoying.

At first, they had it out for each other, fighting over the pettiest and darnest things, but after everything, they put aside their differences and let love lead them. But not without facing some obstacles in the way of their love.

Shawn always comes to her rescue whenever she's in danger because she's his brat. Not anyone's but his.

Amelie Never thought that her life could get any worse until she was drugged and sent to the bed of the world's richest man by her conniving stepsister and stepmother.
Zacharie LaCroix is the world’s richest man. He has everything that could make a man envious and make women drool. Yet rarely did they know that Zacharie had secretly suffered from a strange illness for years, which leaves him with numerous strange scars all over his body when he has a relapse.
All that changes after a steamy night with Amelie.
Amelie seemed to be the cure for his strange illness. However, Zacharie didn't notice that at that moment.
He walked away from the room without bothering to inquire about her name, leaving her stepmother and stepsister a chance to get rid of her. They tossed her body off a bridge in the middle of the night, believing that they had won...
But Eight years later, Amelie returns with two cute babies and she wants nothing more than revenge.

Amethysts Quizon had it all—wealth, beauty, and a life of comfort. Until one cruel twist of fate tore it all away. Left with nothing and betrayed by the very family meant to protect her, her uncle’s final act of desperation was to sell her. But Amethysts ran—fleeing the darkness that threatened to consume her.

Then came Zack Delgado. Dangerous, magnetic, and obscenely rich, Zack wasn’t just her savior—he was temptation itself. One stolen night of explosive passion changed everything. He gave her shelter, protection… and a taste of something she never thought she'd crave.

But Zack plays by his own rules. He’s a man with secrets—and a desire that burns as fiercely as his need for control. As Amethysts falls deeper under his spell, one question ignites in her mind: is she just another pawn in his game, or something far more dangerous—his weakness?

In a world where love can burn or break, how much is she willing to risk for the man who set her soul on fire?

She watched her boyfriend drop to one knee, not for her, but for another woman.
Humiliated. Betrayed. Disowned by her own mother. Krystalina is left with nothing, no dignity, no home, not even a single penny to her name.
Just when she thinks life cannot be cruel, London's richest and most ruthless lawyer offers her a lifeline.
A marriage contract. A surrogacy agreement.
Strict rules : No emotions. No s****l intimacy. No attachment with the baby.
But rules are meant to be broken.The moment passion blurs the lines, secrets begin to unravel and the truth behind his cold proposal threatens to destroy them both.
Can a relationship born out of betrayal survive their love?


"You've been a very bad girl, Mrs Ashton. Always disobeying me." His thumb brushed over my lower lip, possessive, stealing my breath. "I don't want my baby to be ill-mannered, like you," he said calmly.
Tears welled in my eyes at his audacity. "Then you should terminate the contract."

After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh.

The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin.

Her life has tasted the bitter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world?

Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?