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"I don't want to ever see your fucking face again, you morone." "You will have to come over here and keep me busy before I can stay far away from you."

I froze in horror, he was so fucking gorgeous, he made my clit twitch every single time he opened his mouth to say a word and I am aware that he is a bad boy, but why can't I stay far away from him? Why can't I follow my instincts? Why does being with him and having him in me feel so perfect?

"Hey everyone, I know you all saw the picture of Victoria and me on the school's page
but that's just a picture, my real girl is right over there," he said and pointed at me
as everyone including the guy videoed Jones.
Jones walked to me, "And to prove she's my real girlfriend
I would kiss her right in front of everyone," he said before I could do anything
Jones grabbed me and kissed me as everyone except Victoria and her girls cheered us.
After the kiss, Jones walked to the guy videoing us and collected his phone,
then he posted the video on the school's social page.


Angie is an ordinary good girl, currently in her final year of high school. She enjoys spending time with her friends and cherishes her life, but she has never experienced the sweet taste of love. That is until a new student named Jones joins their class. Jones is a tall, charming boy with striking grey hair that catches the attention of nearly every girl.

Angie also finds herself drawn to Jones - it's the first time she's ever felt this way about someone. Love truly works wonders, especially when it's reciprocated by the one you adore. Together, Angie and Jones share some incredibly tender moments that make their hearts flutter. However, love can be a double-edged sword that brings pain and heartbreak along with its sweetness.

Classic high school romance ensues as they navigate through feelings of love, hate, jealousy and anger - all emotions that are common during this phase of life.

Join Angie on her journey through senior year as she experiences all these emotions firsthand!

Lydia Moore is a spoiled momma's girl who lives in her perfect little bubble, blissfully unaware of the dangers lurking just around the corner...That until one day when she accidentally meets badboy/tattoo artist Julian Hale, who also happens to be her secret admirer and the one to change her life forever...

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"Why did you invite me into your home, Lydia? Aren't you afraid of me? Didn't you say that you were going to file a restraining order against me?"

She only blinked a few times in utter bewilderment, clearly taken aback by his words as she slowly turned around to face him.

"I-I was just...H-he was drunk and I know he can become a very difficult person to deal with when drunk," She rushed to explain as she dared look up into his oddly captivating eyes.

"Didn't seem like it to me," He tilted his head, his gaze becoming more and more intense with each passing second as it roamed all over her slowly heating up face, lowering to take a look at the state of her dressing.

"I-I...My mom would've killed me if she ever would've found out that he was here," She stammered, struggling to keep herself in check.

"Yeah, but you're alone with me now. You're alone and defenceless, and you invited me into your home. There are a thousand things I could do to you right now and no one would be able to save you from me," He so calmly said as he took a step even closer, their bodies being so close to touching with each ragged breath, her limbs already starting to shake at the sound of that.

Fay is a psychologist and her patient is the most ruthless mafia king. He's in jail.
And he's the father of Fay's ex ?!
One day, he caged Fay against bars and unbuttoned her shirt
Fay tried to push him away but she was wet.
Him："You know, doc. I wanted to do this the first day we met."

When you're a pregnant cheerleader, your bf ghosted you immediately after you told him the news.
Your brother's best friend, the hockey captain, threw a party and invited all of your bf's flings, and they unite to dump him in public.
You: thanks for always being a big brother to me
He raised his eyebrow and asked,
"Brother? How about your baby’s dad?"

The hurricane made landfall in New York just as I got off work.
I was standing outside the office with a coworker, waiting for a ride, while my boyfriend's texts came in one after another.
"It's pouring. Don't forget your umbrella."
"Don't cut through the parking garage on the way home. The water's freezing and the floor's slippery."
"Take a hot shower when you get in, and make yourself some tea. Your hands and feet always get cold. Stay warm."
My screen brightness was turned all the way up, and my coworker couldn't miss it. She nudged me.
"Claire, look at you, showing off. You never talk about your boyfriend anymore. Afraid someone's going to steal him?"
The words were barely out of her mouth when a black Mercedes tore past and drenched me from head to toe.
I wiped my face and pointed at the car, already nothing but taillights.
"Somebody already did. That's my best friend in his passenger seat."
My coworker clapped a hand over her mouth.
I held up my phone. The Uber queue had over a hundred people ahead of me.
"We're not getting a car tonight. Let's take the subway."
When we said goodbye at the station, my phone was still chiming with new iMessages.
I didn't open a single one. I just opened my email, calmly, and replied to the transfer offer that was about to expire.
"I'll report to the Miami office next Monday."
Then I turned around and took a different street, one with less water on it.
I can get myself home in the rain.

Millie is caught in between her old life and new. She stayed in an apartment to be nearby her drug addict father until he passed. Although she is devastated by her father’s passing, she has a new found freedom. She’s leaving her old life behind in San Diego and now getting a do over in L.A where she’ll have a fresh start, career and a new apartment. The only problem is there’s 37 days between her old lease and new. Millie’s best friend Steph offers a place to stay with her, all is good and fine until she finds out the truth about where she’s actually staying. The mansion, previously a hotel is owned by suspected drug traffickers that are not to be messed with. Millie finds herself falling for one of them, which stirs up a lot of trouble. Will she be strong enough to handle the challenges ahead that come with her new love interest?

“You shouldn’t have disobedyed me, Hazel.” His voice came out hard and husky and she thril at the soothing undertone that sent chills down her spine, her py, already gaining lots of wetness. “I am sorry Daddy,baby girl needed some alone…” she tries to explain, but his next action shut her up. He flung her over the bed like she weighed nothing, her facing pressing into the pillow, while her ass position into the perfect doggy style he craved for. “I am going to punish you so fg well, momma. I am going to fk you hard till you no longer feel your legs, momma. Hazel gulps down the hitches in her throat at the thought of his 9 inches-thick, ck riding her tight cunt, to pleasure. Without any warning, Hazel felt his dk tearing throw her, as he made one rough thrust. “Oh my f*****g goodness….” her words thrailed into a moan, while his hands found his most adore part of her body, her waist, Pulling her backward, he began to thrust hard, with each thrust he got rewarded with moans that made him want to do more! Hazel had just gained admission to her favorite university in the city of Washington, she is forced to live with her fathers most trusted young friend all in the name of protection. Hazel eventually finds herself in the bed of the man she claims she hate, the one whom is to protect her from the outside world, after one foreplay, Hazel and Axel had refused to keep their eyes off each other. However, it didn’t end up as just a Lustful feeling. Will their love stand the test of time, in a world where fans criticize whoever goes intimate with their idol?

UNDER HEAVY EDITING.
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He chuckled at her desperate attempt to make the lie believable. "Pretty little liar, your face betrays a lot, sadly" he placed his hand on her cheeks, his face dark "you can't run from me, Maya; no matter how hard you try to, I'll always find you. Even in the deepest part of hell, And when I find you, you get punished according to how long you were away from me, understand?"

His tone was so soft and gentle it could have fooled anybody but not her. She could see through him, and She trembled under his touch.

"Y-yes, maestro"


Though her sister commits the crime, Maya Alfredo is turned in by her parents to be punished by the Ruthless Don Damon Xavier for selling information about the Costa Nostra to the police.

Her world is overturned and shattered; she is taken to the Don's Manor, where she is owned by him and treated like his plaything, meanwhile knowing his intentions to destroy her.

But then things get dark in the Don's Manor, with the presence of Derinem Xavier. Maya doesn't stand a chance in Damon's furnace. Will he destroy her and everything she loves for the sins he thinks she committed? Or does luck have other plans for her?

Note— This is a dark romance. Not all lovey-dovey. ML is a psychopath. Trigger warnings!!!

Warning: Matured readers only.
This book contains violence, explicit content, taboo affair, forbidden relationship and BDSM.
It is intended for adults; 18 and above.

“This is…wrong, you are my twin sister's mates.” I stammered breathlessly, teeth sinking into my bottom lip as my body convulsed with the arrival of my fifth orgasm.


Betrayed by my mate and enduring a heartwrenching rejection, my world crumbled the day I was sold off to a vegetable Alpha to become a breeder.
But things took a swift dark turn as the vegetable turned out to be not one, not two, but three savage, sinful, dominant forces.
The rules were simple; No strings attached. Avoid eye contact. Speak only when spoken to. Produce the next heir.
Disobedience meant swift death.
Once all these were in place, hopefully, my freedom or death would be granted.
Sticking to the rules was easy, until the rhapsody of an unforgettable night in the red room.
A deadly mistake that blurred the line between loyalty and family.
They were forbidden fruits, my twin sister's mates.
But I couldn't get enough of their hungry tongues claiming my filthy mouth, their wandering hands ravaging my body, bending me in ungodly positions. Deliciously sinful.
Once a naive virgin, now, a perfect good girl for their ruin.
Like a magnet, their sinful voices pulled me to them dangerously, conquering my morals.
When their voices go, “Spread your thighs for us, little dove.” I responded with total submission to my masters.
What was supposed to be a one-time mistake turned into a deadly secret obsession.
But secrets don't stay buried forever...especially the ones laced with a curse…and my masters were hiding more than just their dark pasts.
One deadly truth was capable of tearing us apart.

The sane can turn you insane.❞ Anger. That's all he feels but when a certain kind of light sheds on his life, resistance is the solution. She binds him in her chains and returns him from the anger to the light. She is his own personal angel. She plays the piano and he's on her heart keys over again. All rights reserved.

Shy and unassuming, Abigail James loves to bake. She dreams of opening her own dessert café but instead she spends her days working as a data analyst and sneaking in her cakes as the company’s ‘diet assassin’ on the side. Taylor Hudson, the enigmatic owner of Hudson International, has been captivated by Abby’s innocence and quiet charm since the day she started working for the company. However, his history with women is marred by personal circumstances and he has vowed to stay away. A chance meeting sees Abby’s world turned upside down when, drawn in by Taylor’s chocolate-coloured eyes and unexpected kindness, she starts on a journey of attraction that will see her heart and soul laid bare. While their attraction is mutual, both Abby and Taylor have their own inner demons that they need to overcome if their relationship can move forward for them to find their own ‘happily ever after’.
She thought he was her happy ever after...But was she his?
Set in London and Brighton, Thirty Days is a fabulously provocative romance series that gives you a very steamy love affair between a hot guy and an unsure heroine, baked goods and some rather unexpected twists and turns along the way.

"Fuck, Abby, you have no idea what is going through my head right now." I look at him in surprise, the low growl in his voice sending shivers through me.
Taylor growls, slipping my panties to one side and slipping his fingers inside of me, stretching me. Foil rips, and then he is sliding into me, pinning me to the door.
I wrap my arms and legs around him as he pounds into me hard and fast, and I just go with it, throwing my head back as I ride the tidal wave. I feel Taylor explode in me, making me come again.
In moments I explode with such force that I see stars...

Khairiyya was lost and couldn't think of a perfect solution to what happened.

At last she decided to keep it a secret forever without telling anyone. There was a possibility that no one would ever believe she was raped. People were judgmental so she tried her best to mask the pain. Unknown to her secrets don't stay hidden for long.

How was she supposed to tell Abdulmaleek that she started seeing another guy while they were together in love and that that guy raped her, how could she? She did what she thought was the best, cutting ties with him forever, because she felt guilty and vulnerable seeing him. He deserved someone better and that someone wasn't her because she was tainted forever. She locked herself away from him and threw the key away, that was the only way she could find solace.

She accepted living without Abdulmaleek wholeheartedly and managed to move forward in life.

He left after telling her words she misunderstood, he left her shattered never to return again. Maybe she no longer needed him in her life again so he decided to give her enough space that never ended.

At first it felt terribly unbearable and he felt like he would lose it living without Khairiyya but he struggled and moved out of his misery.

He found the solution to his problem.

He also accepted living without her.

You would never know a person completely until you know the darkness they've been through.

Both Khairiyya and Abdulmaleek found the solutions to their problems, but are these solutions right, are these solutions worth sacrificing the love they had for each other?

Cara found out she's pregnant after her fate mate proposed to someone else,
and today is the day her alpha king ex-mate's wedding...
Everyone is waiting for his wedding vows.
But he annouces the wedding is cancelled...
Bc his man says:"Sir, your ex-mate had a car accident here...
she's pregnant with twins……"

Six years ago, to save her mother, Heather betrayed the man she loved - sending Kieran to prison with her own hands.
Six years later, he returned as the most ruthless and powerful CEO in the capital. His heart turned to ice. Her name? A curse on his lips.
Now a disgraced single mother, Heather works odd jobs to raise her daughter. When fate throws them together at a nightclub, he pulls her into his arms, "You've fallen far, haven't you?"
He humiliates her, punishes her, and demands she repay every tear he shed behind bars... until he discovers the truth: she never meant to betray him.
But it's too late. She had already walked into the ocean - convinced the world no longer had a place for her.
He thought he'd erased her from his heart. He was wrong.
Now, he'll do anything to bring her back - no matter the past, no matter the cost.

He was the stranger who saved her that night.

She never saw his face.

She never learned his name.

But she never forgot the kiss.

After losing her job and discovering her fiancé in bed with another woman, Emma Brooks leaves Los Angeles with a broken heart and one goal: start over.

She moves to her grandmother’s small town, expecting peace and a fresh beginning.

Instead, she meets Ryder Kane.

The arrogant biker is everything she can't stand. Reckless, infuriating, and far too good at getting under her skin. Their first encounter ends badly. Their next one is worse.

Yet somehow, Ryder keeps showing up whenever Emma needs him.

And despite her better judgment, she begins falling for the man she swore she would never want.

But Ryder has secrets.

Secrets that connect him to the mysterious stranger from Emma's past.

Secrets that could tear apart everything she believes about her family.

And when Emma finally discovers the truth, she will have to face the one question she never expected to ask:

Can she love the man who saved her... when he may also be the man who destroyed her life?

To save my wife’s family, I buried my name, wore myself down, and let a few strands of my hair turn gray while caring for her on the edge of death.

Three years later, she slipped into custom Chanel and slapped a divorce agreement down in front of me.

With her arm wrapped around a so-called old-money heir from Wall Street, she mocked me as a worthless nobody who couldn’t even afford a luxury handbag, a bottom-feeder who was never fit to stand beside her.

I signed my name without a word and watched her leave in triumph.

What she didn’t know was that the man preaching investments was nothing more than a Ponzi fraudster facing multiple charges.

And when the conference room door closed, Manhattan’s most feared ice-cold attorney bowed to me at a perfect ninety degrees and welcomed me to unlock the seventy-billion-dollar trust fund and take back control of the entire conglomerate.

A few months later, inside a women’s maximum-security prison in Brooklyn, she was dressed in a filthy, tattered prison uniform, sprawled across a floor slick with dirty water, sobbing as she was beaten and begging for my forgiveness.

I simply lifted my whiskey and calmly switched off the surveillance feed.

Ryan loves me deeply—at least that's what everyone says. Seven years together, we look like the perfect couple to outsiders. But only I know he's betrayed me three times.

The first time was three years ago. His brother died saving him, leaving behind his widow Sophia—Ryan's unforgettable first love. He married her behind my back. When I found out, I completely fell apart. I have dignity. I refuse to be the other woman. I wanted to leave, but he begged on his knees. "This is just to take care of my sister-in-law. Once I find the truth about my brother's death, I'll divorce her. Then we can get married."

I believed him. I forgot that a man never lets go of a lost love he's gotten back.

The second time was at last year's company anniversary. In front of everyone, he introduced Sophia as his wife. I watched them on stage, a knife through my heart. That night he explained, "It's just for show. Once everything's over, we can be together."

I believed him again.

The third time was two weeks ago. Surveillance footage showed Ryan with Sophia entering a hotel room. I rushed to confront him, but heard her voice outside his office. "Ryan, I'm pregnant. It's your baby."

Through the crack in the door, I see him hesitate. In that instant I understand.

He's going to keep her.

He spots me and rushes out in a panic. "It was an accident! Let me explain! After she has the baby, I'll give her money and make her leave. She won't be in our lives anymore!"

In that moment, I finally wake up. There will be no future for us.

I died. At my sister's eighteenth birthday party, the moment the champagne tower came crashing down.

While she stood under the crystal chandelier in her gown, soaking up congratulations from three hundred guests, I was tied up in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. The wound in my stomach was still bleeding.

I called my family. Only my brother picked up, sounding pissed off and disgusted. "What's your problem now? This is her big day. You better not ruin it."

I tried to explain. He hung up.

That was the ninety-ninth time they'd hung up on me.

Also the last.

They thought I was throwing a tantrum, deliberately skipping my sister's special moment. Called me ungrateful, said they regretted bringing me back from that backwater town two years ago.

Well, now they're off the hook.

Problem solved.

"I absolutely love your huge, thick cock, James. Just let me ride it tonight, and I'll pay you to be my secret whore," my wife's sister-in-law purred, climbing into my bed completely naked, her wet, dripping pussy grinding against my thigh.

I threw her naked body onto the floor like trash. For three years, I played the pathetic, submissive househusband to my arrogant wife, Emily. I endured their endless humiliation, hiding the fact that I was the billionaire heir and lethal ex-special forces agent keeping their pathetic family alive.

But today, the three-year contract hit zero.

When a rival mafia boss kicked down our door, threatening to massacre everyone, my wife's sister Rhea desperately ripped her dress open, exposing her heavy, bare breasts, begging the boss to fuck her raw right there on the floor if he spared her life.

I’d had enough.

I stepped forward, snapping the necks and shattering the bones of a dozen armed guards, leaving them choking on their own blood. As my fleet of twenty armored Rolls-Royces surrounded the villa, my true identity was finally revealed.

Seeing my unimaginable power, Rhea crawled to my feet, shoving her massive tits against my leg, begging to suck my cock and share my bed with my wife.

I slapped her across her slutty face, tore up the marriage contract, and walked out.

Behind me, Emily collapsed, sobbing hysterically. "If I had just spread my legs for him... if I had just let him breed me and fill my womb with his heir, I would be the queen of the world..."

She's begging for my seed now, but should I lock her in my basement and make her pay for the last three years?

The moment I saw my name on that wedding invitation, I was already dead.

On Highway 23, a steel rebar had pierced straight through my chest. I was two months pregnant.

I called my fiancé Michael seventeen times. The first sixteen, he hung up without a word. On the seventeenth, his voice dripped with impatience: "Marrying Sophia is just for show. Stop making a scene."

The man who once knelt outside my family's estate for three days and nights, swearing to love me for a lifetime—he wouldn't spare me a single second more.

With my last breath, I dialed the funeral home. "I'm calling... for myself."

Flames consumed my body. My soul drifted toward the engagement banquet that should have been mine. When the killer's phone lit up, the name on the screen was Sophia...

When he destroyed my entire family, he never once thought of me.

So now, let me watch with my own eyes as this wedding becomes their funeral.

When I was reborn, and my Alpha husband's ward clamped a muzzle around my neck as a joke...
I didn't shift into my wolf and tear her arm off like in my past life.
I ripped off the bloody muzzle and gave Roman a smile.
"If you think this is a joke, keep indulging her."
And I walked away without looking back.
Because my death in my previous life was too miserable.
After our fallout, Roman used his Alpha authority to freeze my accounts overnight.
Exiled, I was diagnosed with terminal silver poisoning.
Dying in agony, I swallowed my pride and crawled back to the Pack gates.
But he let Chloe force me to my knees and refused to open the doors.
In the end, my wolf spirit shattered, and I froze to death.
I only understand after dying: love and dignity are worthless.
Survival and money are all that matter.

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.

After three years of secret marriage with a famous playboy F1 racer, Aria finally got pregnant. But she discovered that Liam was staying with his ex, who is also pregnant…
She was heartbroken, and left the city to raise the baby on her own.
6 years later, while back in town, Aria ran into Liam as her new boss.
Him: "I bought a mansion for our child. Stay."😳
Her: "Sorry, he has no father. "😒

He thinks I'm a stuck-up, prudish bitch and I think he is an arrogant, stubborn man whore. I don't like him and he certainly doesn't have many nice things to say about me but I need to make this work. After it's all done I can cut ties with him and never have to see him again.

I never thought I would have to give up my dreams to make up for my father's mistakes but here I am working three jobs to get my family out of the hole he dug and now he fucks up royally one final time. Because of his mess, I am given an ultimatum to watch my grandmother's home be sold out from under her or help Ryder Masters, the NBA's wild child, clean up his act by pretending to be his girlfriend for the next twelve years months so he can secure his new contract.

The question is can we both get over our dislike for each other to make everyone believe that we are a real couple? Or will everyone see through the images we project and see this for what it really was?

Eight years in the military, William Brown was unstoppable on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a call from an unknown number. A tender voice calling "Daddy."

William learned that his woman was being forced into marriage, and his children were about to have their blood drained and organs harvested!

Furious beyond measure, William boarded a fighter jet and returned home!

Tremble, you mafia scum—anyone who humiliates my family will die!

"I am so tired of pretending, where is my happy ending "

Jessa's mother was jilted by her father before the twins were born, leaving only the house where they once lived. It was a tough and unpredictable roller coaster that was sure to leave one scared for life.

Well that's until a cause was proclaimed on the family that stole her twins from her on the day of their birth.
Will the causes be fulfilled at the appointed time?

Will the twins eventually locate their mother?

Will she be sane enough to look after her twins?

Will everything returns to normal?

What happens when the twins' father returns? With questions like this left unanswered you know you don't want to be Left hanging, find out on A twin with a difference.

Ivy Rivera, eighteen years old was known to be the girl from the wrong side of the river. Everyone in Winslow, Arizona, a small town where she grew up looked down on her and she was labeled a jinx.

Ivy Rivera's life changed after spending a whole night with a stranger who showed her love and attention she had never received even from her parents.
Soon Ivy found out that she was pregnant, and to avoid being mocked by people, she left the small town to start a new life in Los Angeles.

Ivy Rivera locked up her past life to focus on her career as a photographer. Her top priority was to give her child the life he deserved and the love she never received as a child from her parents.

One day, Ivy found the stranger she had a night with ten years ago. Feelings would stir up but would Ivy be willing to let the stranger near her son? Would she set things aside and let love overpower the doubt and fear she has been keeping for years?
An eye-opening love story and family drama.

My sister was supposed to marry the Devil. Then she was murdered.

Now I’m wearing her ring, sleeping beneath his roof, and answering to the name Mrs. Vescari.

Luciano Vescari doesn’t love gently. He commands. He protects. He watches everything and everyone around me like the entire world is one wrong move away from becoming a threat.

I was never supposed to be his bride. But when my sister and mother are slaughtered in a massacre no one can explain, my father offers me in Ginevra’s place to preserve an alliance built on blood, money, and territory.

I agree for one reason.

Luciano has the power to find out who killed them.

What I don’t expect is the brass key my sister leaves behind. The secret lover who disappears the same night she dies. The money hidden behind shell companies. Or the trail that leads straight toward the family of Luciano’s dead first wife.

And the deeper we dig, the more bodies appear. Someone wanted my sister dead. Now they’re watching me.

Luciano promised he would find them. But the Devil has another promise too.

“When you come into my bed, Fiorella, you’ll do it because you walked there yourself.”

The problem?

Every day I spend beside him makes walking away harder. Because Luciano Vescari may be the most dangerous man in the city... but I’m beginning to wonder if the real danger is how badly I want to be his.

She is the 7th princess of the north kingdom and became the Baroness of Westland when she was forced to marry the Baron.

A Day that was supposed to be the happiest day of her life turned the saddest nightmare when Princess Althea woke up to the news that her father the king was going to give her away to the Baron of Westland, Damian Clark, who is said to be the most Ruthless, Merciless and unkind Baron to ever rule Westland as the second in command after the king.

Althea was not going to let herself end up in the hands of such a man who's also half beast so she tried to escape but was caught by him and he forced her to marry him.

“You don’t remember me?” Damian asked in a questioning voice laced with anger.

Althea slowly shifted back away in fear as he approached her, his eyes were red in rage.

“I……..I don’t……….know you” she shivered, she is the fearless type but when faced with such a man, she was really scared.

Damian felt so angry and disappointed that she didn’t remember him from ten years ago when she had made him promise to come marry her on her 20th birthday which he actually did. He felt anger realizing that she lost her memory of him. How come she lost her memory?

Even if she had lost her memory of him, he was still going to make her his.

Seeing that he doesn’t plan on ever letting her go, Althea knew she was doomed…….But is she? Will she remember him including the fact that she was the one who made him swear to come marry her on her 20th birthday? There is only one way to find out.

Amaya didn't expect her life to drastically change, she had moved to the US to work and support her family. She thought she was coming to work as a house maid not knowing she is going to be surrogate for a billionaire who has decided not to marry but want to be a father.

The heiress of the wealthiest family was dead. Her death was caused by a plane crash planned her adopted sister. At a young age of 17, she had mastered so many skills while conquering the world. A top professor in world-class healthcare, she topped the world hacker list, joined a mercenary group ten years ago and became the world's top assassin with more hidden talents she used with hidden identities.
After her death, she's reborn into another body known as a worthless piece of trash, an ugly fat kleptomaniac filled with scars and acne and a foolish prankster.
She was scorned by her parents and often schemed against by her twin sister. The people in the society often curse and avoid her like the plague.
Until unexpectedly her beauty suddenly came back in thousand fold and then they started to realise otherwise.
Her top agenda is to reclaim her identity back and take back her position that her scheming adopted sister stole from her at all cost!

My wife, the most ruthless godmother in New York's underworld, wants a divorce.
The reason? Her male subordinate's old wound has flared up, and he only has three months to live. She wants to accompany him on his final journey as his wife.
To make room for her new lover, she not only doesn't go home, but even allows him to frame me for a fabricated death sentence.
In the dimly lit underground interrogation room, the backlash from deviating from the proper procedures caused my organs to rapidly fail, and I developed a persistent high fever.
Through the iron bars, she looked at my disfigured body, not recognizing me, but coldly raising her gun and giving the order to execute me herself.
She proudly believed that by clearing the way, she could go back and have a grand wedding with the man who was feigning illness.
Until the last shot, when my breathing stopped completely, she saw the old scar on the back of my left hand—the scar from the severed finger I had left for her.
That once arrogant godmother instantly broke down in tears beside my corpse.

At the wedding, Mia realized that her fated mate, the powerful Alpha Derek, despised her rogue status as much as anyone else. He has always loved his first love, Cassandra, even though she set Mia up and ruined their wedding. Heartbroken, Mia rejected Derek and left, but soon, Mia realized that she was the lost and amnesiac Alpha daughter of one of the biggest packs in the werewolf world.
And, she is pregnant......

Synopsis

Nineteen-year-old orphan Ethan built everything from nothing — three years of pizza deliveries, a cheap suit, and one promotion away from a decent life. Then his girlfriend chose his childhood bully over him, a bullet ended up in his chest, and he was dumped on the pavement like garbage.

He should have died.

Instead, he woke up with a system that turns real money into power, dungeons into opportunity, and patience into revenge.

Lawrence Luther doesn't know what's coming and nobody else does too.

But Ethan has always been good at building things quietly — and this time, he's building something that cannot be taken from him.

“I’ll marry you Drake, not because I get weak in the knees and cream my panties whenever I see you, but because I want Riley to suffer for hurting me.” “I don’t care what your reasons are my love, just say yes to me and I’ll worship your sweet, curvy body for the rest of my life, I’ll make you the envy of every woman on earth, just say yes to me, my love.” Mia’s wedding to the big boss, Riley Osborne was cancelled on her wedding day. There was a rumor that she cheated on Riley and ended up getting married to low life pauper, but no one knows who her husband is and they keep mocking her because of her breakup with the boss. The war between Riley and Drake caused everyone to know that Mia is loved and wanted by two billionaire brothers. Who would have thought that she is secretly married to the senior master, her bosses elder brother Drake Osborne, who happens to own 80 percent of the Osborne empire.

Ivy Rivera, eighteen years old was known to be the girl from the wrong side of the river. Everyone in Winslow, Arizona, a small town where she grew up looked down on her and she was labeled a jinx.

Ivy Rivera life changed after spending a whole night with a stranger who showed her love and attention she had never received even from her parents.

Soon Ivy found out that she was pregnant, and to avoid being mocked by people, she left the small town to start a new life in Los Angeles.

Ivy Rivera locked up her past life to focus on her career as a photographer. Her top priority was to give her child the life he deserved and the love she never received as a child from her parents.

One day, Ivy found the the stranger she had a night with ten years ago. Feelings would stir up but would Ivy be willing to let the stranger near her son? Would she set things aside and let love overpower the doubt and fear she has been keeping for years?

An eye-opening love story and family drama.

Giselle has lived her life as the perfect Luna until the day she finds out her fiance has been cheating on her on the day before her wedding. In an impulsive act of revenge she mistakenly enters the wrong room and has a one night stand with a callboy. Her life takes a tumultuous turn when she finds out she's pregnant with the child of a call boy and what's worse he is nowhere to be seen. Amid the turmoil of an unplanned pregnancy and an uncaring and abusive father, she crossed paths again with the call boy from that fateful night. Only this time he's the future king and Alpha of the kingdom and her fiance's boss. Will he be the one to mend her broken heart and show her the love she truly deserves?

The President’s daughter. Two professional athletes. One colossal scandal. They'll prove that two bad boys are better than one.

I despise arrogant bad boys, especially when they move in next door, loud and obnoxious. Even if they are muscular, tattooed, and dangerously attractive.

I’m the epitome of a good girl – successful, responsible, and intelligent. I have to be; the entire nation is watching.

I am the daughter of the President of the United States.

Dating one filthy, cocky, possessive football player would be a scandal of epic proportions.

Falling for TWO arrogant athletes during my father's re-election campaign?

That's a whole different level of trouble.

I’m in double the trouble.

“He’s my enemy, my father’s killer… and my fated mate.”

Elaria Veyne hates Alpha Draven Kaelith with every breath. The ruthless Alpha destroyed her family and left her pack in ruins.

But when a rogue attack leaves him injured and memoryless, fate traps them together. She’s forced to heal him in secret, locked in her chambers, sharing the same bed.

He doesn’t remember the blood he spilled—only that his wolf wants her. Craves her. Calls her mate.

Elaria swore she’d never fall for him.
But how long can she resist when his touch ignites her every nerve… and his kiss feels like destiny?

Because when his memories return, she might lose.

"Do I seem like an idiot to you princess?" he sassed taking another agonizingly slow step towards me.

"N-no." I stuttered out a blabbering mess, unable to think straight with his sudden closeness.

"Do I have to show who you belong to again Bella?"

"I-don't know." I whispered out too far gone within the eyes of the silver eyed God like boy standing before me.

"Then why do you defy me princess, or is it that you want me to punish you?"

I was trapped within his beautiful orbs unable to register the utter madness he just voiced, the word fell off my lips almost breathless begging for him to take me.

"Yes."

His lips curved to the side showing his God forbidden mischievous smirk of his.

I had just now registered the consequences of my stupidity.

Some bad decisions come back to bite you. Literally.

After finding out her boyfriend cheated, the last thing she expected was to stumble across a wounded man in an alley. And definitely not one with fangs. But thanks to a mix of cocktails, shame, and her questionable life choices, she takes him home. Turns out, he’s not just any vampire—he’s a king. And according to him, she’s his fated mate.

Now, she’s stuck with an overprotective, brooding bloodsucker who keeps rescuing her, a growing list of enemies who want her dead, and an undeniable attraction that’s making it very hard to remember why falling for a vampire is a terrible idea.

Because if she’s not careful, she won’t just lose her heart—she’ll lose her humanity.

Lev" I breathed out pulling my lips away but still leaving his arms around my body.

His eyes fell but he quickly masked it up with a sudden determination, "Reject him" he suddenly said, shocking me to my very core.

My heart stilled, "What?" I whispered, unable to hide my shock.

"Reject him, Ri. Come be with me" he said again, his voice even stronger this time.

I couldn't hold in my shock as I removed his hands from my body and stepped away.

"Lev..." he can’t be serious.

"Come on, Ri. Don’t look at me that way, he doesn’t want to but I do. I want you so damn much, Ri" he said with pain in his voice.

"But that doesn't make it right. What if you find your mate, what then happens to her?" I asked, still struggling to believe the words he just said.

****

Aria was born to love the wrong people,first a mother who despised her, then a best friend she could never keep, and now, a mate who rejects her to protect his pride.
Kael Darius Draven is the Alpha heir every she-wolf dreams of being with except the one fate has bound him to.
To the world, he denies their bond. In the shadows, he can’t stay away.
But when Aria’s forced to tutor him to keep her scholarship, secrets ignite, loyalty shatters, and the truth becomes impossible to hide

I was sitting with Darius in the Mate Affairs Hall of the werewolf council, ready to sign the lifelong bond contract, when his phone rang and he was called away.
He only left me one sentence.
“There’s something urgent. Let’s reschedule the bond.”
Then he hurried off, leaving me alone in a hall filled with pairs of werewolves finalizing their mate registrations.
All because his beloved childhood sweetheart, Becky, had injured her wrist during a werewolf training tournament.
A while later, he sent another message.
“Becky’s condition is a bit serious. I have to stay with her. Let’s delay tomorrow’s bonding ceremony.”
I had lost count of how many times Darius had abandoned me to choose Becky instead.
But this time, I didn’t get jealous, didn’t throw a tantrum, and didn’t soften in the end like before.
The clerk looked at me with sympathy and asked softly,
“Miss, do you still want to proceed?”
I pulled out my phone and sent a message to the man who owed me a lifelong promise:
“I’ll proceed.

“Prey, tell what happens when… if you lose? What benefits am I to reap from this bet of yours?” This bastard had a lot of nerve.
I could not back down from him. I knew I could see this contest through. I know I can make my dream a reality.
“If I lost than…I will serve under your modeling agency for free for half a year. Does that seem fair enough?” I said regaining my confidence. I could not help but glared back at Elijah.
“Sounds like a fair trade to me, little kitten.” He said. I do not like that nickname. No matter how sexy it sounded on his lips.
“If I lose than I will publicly apologize to you, I.” Elijah said with a smile repeating the terms. “But it you lose than you work as a model in my business for free for half of the year. Sound about right?” Elijah said.
I shook his hand. “Deal.”
Elijah smiled to the point where his teeth reminded me of the big bad wolf. “Deal,” he said softly.

“Prey, tell what happens when… if you lose? What benefits am I to reap from this bet of yours?” This bastard had a lot of nerve. I could not back down from him. I knew I could see this contest through. I know I can make my dream a reality. “If I lost than…I will serve under your modeling agency for free for half a year. Does that seem fair enough?” I said regaining my confidence. I could not help but glared back at Elijah. “Sounds like a fair trade to me, little kitten.” He said. I do not like that nickname. No matter how sexy it sounded on his lips. “If I lose than I will publicly apologize to you, I.” Elijah said with a smile repeating the terms. “But it you lose than you work as a model in my business for free for half of the year. Sound about right?” Elijah said. I shook his hand. “Deal.” Elijah smiled to the point where his teeth reminded me of the big bad wolf. “Deal,” he said softly.

I am a hero. The saint's husband.
A country boy chosen by the temple.
I fight, I fight, I fight.
All for the saint, for the temple.
But it wasn't until I was drained of blood and dying on the altar that I finally heard clearly what the saint and her childhood sweetheart were saying:
"If you become a hero and marry the saint, you'll have to surrender your soul to the temple. I don't want you to lose your soul."
"Then let's just find some country boy to be the hero. It won't matter if he dies."
Oh, so that's how it is.
You should have said so earlier.
I can defeat the Demon Lord just fine without the saint.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the wedding ceremony.
This time, someone else should be on the altar.

Ten years of knowing each other, today was our engagement.

I was the Holy Maiden of the Silverglow Clan; Kane was the young lord of the Lunar Eclipse Clan.

The union of the two clans to resist the blood-clan beast tide together had been my wish since childhood.

But on the wedding day, in the sacred hall, my palm faced his, only the final blood pact remaining, when a woman holding a blood-stained swaddling bundle rushed into the hall and said it was his child.

Kane rushed down. He cut his fingertip and tested the blood; the royal mark lit up between the wolf cub’s brows.

He smiled—a gentle smile he had never once given me in three years.

The elder said, first take her as a concubine; the queen’s position would still be mine.

And I walked down from the altar and slapped him across the face.

“Break off the engagement.”

Remove the crown, sever the contract, withdraw three thousand wolf riders, take back the moon-steel weapons and the beacon array.

Kane said I was throwing a tantrum.

He did not know that from the moment I took off the crown, I had already calculated how to make him pay!

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

A new town. A new start. A new school. That is too much new for me. I hated that my parents took me away from my home, my friends and my school, but sometimes that just how life is. I knew this school wouldn't be any different anyway. I would still be invisible. I would still probably be picked on, and no one would want to date me, but that is the story of my life, no matter where I am.

Well, that is what I thought. I was proven wrong on my first day when I caught the attention of someone. Asher! The schools bad boy. I chose not to trust him, because let's face it, you should never trust a bad boy because they have all the wrong intentions.

But, I was soon proven wrong because he became something I never knew that I needed. He shows me how to live life in a way I never imagined. He becomes the one person I experience many first with.

Even when it felt like the rest of the world was trying to pull me down, Asher is the one pulling me right back up. No one said life was easy, and that is true, especially when the people around us do everything they can to keep us apart.

Nothing worth it, is ever easy, though.