1585 Book(s) Related to not so shoujo love story

My husband and I have been married for two years, but he has always been very cold towards me. Not only that, he has also been having affairs with other women. I lost all hope in him and threw a divorce agreement in his face. I'm done with this; let's get a divorce!
After the divorce, I not only gained my freedom but also inherited billions in wealth! At this point, my ex-husband came back to me, kneeling in front of me and begging for my forgiveness.
Should I forgive him?
（I highly recommend a captivating book that I couldn't put down for three days and nights. It's incredibly engaging and a must-read. The title of the book is "Revenge of the Entertainment Queen" You can find it by searching for it in the search bar.）

When broke, quietly devastated Zara Cole accepts a job as the personal assistant to the most infuriating man in European football, she tells herself it's temporary. A paycheck. Nothing more.
Matteo Reyes — Real Valencia's notoriously cold-blooded striker, the man the press calls "The Ghost" — has one problem: a tabloid feeding frenzy threatening to unravel a contract worth fifty million euros. His solution? A fake girlfriend. Presentable, controllable, disposable.
Zara is not interested. Zara also desperately needs the money.
But Matteo Reyes does not date. He does not feel. And he does not get attached — a fact Zara reminds herself of daily, even as the lines between performance and reality begin to blur in the most dangerous ways.
Because someone else is watching. Someone who was there before Zara. Someone who has decided that if he cannot have Matteo, nobody will.
And nobody, it turns out, includes her.

Set between Valencia, Madrid, and the rain-soaked streets of London, OFFSIDE is a forbidden, fast-burning romance about the cost of pretending — and what happens when the one thing you agreed was fake turns out to be the only real thing in your life.

Bodhi Singh wanted the quiet dorm.
The safe dorm.

The boring dorm.

What he got instead was Maverick Hale campus menace, underground street fighter, walking bruise factory, and the last person he ever wanted anywhere near his neat piles of textbooks.
Maverick doesn't care that he's broke.

or in arrears with his fees.

Or one wrong move away from getting kicked out.
He’ll graduate out of sheer spite—he refuses to give his estranged, homophobic father the satisfaction of calling him a failure.
He definitely doesn’t care about the determined, overachieving half-Indian nursing major he’s stuck sharing a room with…
Until Bodhi becomes the only thing keeping him in school.

His tutor.

His healer.
His undoing.

And when Maverick stumbles into their dorm one night with a knife wound and Bodhi stitches him up with shaking hands and a breaking heart…

no longer can that be denied.

Opposites weren’t supposed to collide this way.

But they did.

Hard.

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is?

She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind.

"Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her?



Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?

Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?

Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything,

What happens when one kiss turns your world upside down? That one simple kiss makes your life into something unexpected.

Athena Delaney works at a publishing company to publish gossips and news about celebrities. One drunken night, she met a well known football player from Spain. Well not exactly, she didn't know he was even a football player.

Alexander Herrera finds her interesting that he couldn't resist her pink tempting lips. So he kissed her. Him, the well known footballer kissed a stranger he just met at the bar.

But little did he know that,

one kiss changes it all.

The next day was supposed to be a celebratory day for Scarlett Norman,she fantasized about her big day which was her wedding to the man chosen by her father . unfortunately he never showed up to the wedding the next day ,Her peers and the society made a mockery of her,in a fit of rage she went to her to a hotel room to recollect her thoughts and she purposely slept with a stranger that day.

it was meant to be a one time thing but that night brought about different circumstances, would she be able to face the humiliation from her supposed husband?
how would she get rid of this mistake?

She once believed in fairytales. Life taught her otherwise. Heartbreak had become Emily’s constant companion, convincing her that true love was nothing more than a fantasy.

But fate had other plans. Her path was about to cross with Jason Russo, a man who would change everything. Their story was written in the stars, destined to unfold in ways Emily could never imagine.

I lay there as still as possible, looking up at Dimitri who was staring down at me. My heart started to beat faster. This shouldn't be happening, but the rapid pulsating of my heart, and the butterflies in my stomach spoke differently. Dimitri did not stir from his position, the silence creating thick the tension between us.

I watched as his eyes traced down to my lips then back to my eyes. He slowly started to lean down. I shouldn't let him, but I remained frozen. His lips traced against mine. He let go of his wooden sword to keep his balance. He kissed me harder, and I was tangled in the hurricane of emotions building inside of me. My one arm wrapped around his neck and hair, both of us struggling for air.

Both of us lost in the moment.

My name is Ava. I was kidnapped in the year 2020...

and forced to work as a slave in a medieval future. I was assigned to work for Dimitri Monroe, oldest and heir to the powerful Monroe Estate.

Now I am ensnared in danger and plots creeping through the walls and people who reside in the castle. I cannot trust anyone.

A deal had been struck. If I help Dimitri survive and overthrow his father, I may yet earn my freedom. If I fail, I will lose my life, in a horrible way.

My goal is to find my way back home to my family, and my brother, and so I will do whatever it takes. Nothing and no one will stop me.

Or that is what I thought.

His friends all think I'm his girlfriend, but in reality, I'm his half-sister!
He threatens me, insisting I never mention this to anyone outside.
I never imagined I would develop feelings for him. It's a forbidden love, a secret that can't be spoken...

"What he means is that I am moving in, whether you like it or not," Ismail says with the same nasty look

"I have never killed a human being, but if you wake up tomorrow and find your brother dead, don't be surprised. We all know we can't stand each other for a minute and you want us to live under the same roof"

This is a book about two people who dislike each other more than anything in the world. They rather be in the North Pole than be in the same room together. The dislike they had for each other was strong. But what happens when they find themselves sharing a roof. Do they tear each other part or learn to live together. Read to find out how these two people handle the situation of living together and face the obstacles they have in life

After her parents' death, twelve-year-old Isabella Harrington feels indebted to David Gray and his wife, Henrietta Gray, who adopts her. She leaves her home and moves to Las Vegas to start life afresh.

However, the moment she sets her eyes upon their younger son, Weston Gray, six years older and a typical bad boy, she knows that he's trouble.

As she grows up, can she deny the attraction that she feels since the moment they clash with one another? Can she deal with the tornado called Weston Gray? What will she do when he returns with a girlfriend?
Will Weston Gray own up to his true feelings for the girl he had set his eyes on? Or will he marry a girl he has no feelings for?

"Do you want this?" He asked against my lips. I nodded and slid my hands under his shirt. I ran my

hands up his muscled back, then over to his chest. I hummed as I gently moved my hands to his

shoulders and down his stomach to the top of his jeans.

"I never stopped wanting you." I wispered.


I am Joselyn Carter, an abused woman, will escape my husband's fury with the help of my best

friend.
My friend's husband refers me to a security company in Sweet Haven, New York-which

coincidently is owned by my high school love, Oliver Toller.

I will have to decide if I can accept the help of the man who broke my heart and open my heart to

another man, or if I will take my chances on my own and keep running.

It is the continuation of Irresistible Invitations. Here, Juliette had an accident and people think she died, but she was actually abducted by Zachary's enemy and again someone from Juliette's family has plotted the plan to separate her from Zachary. It is all about Zachary fighting all odds, searching for Juliette.

My mate.

So weak.

So pathetic.

I have a weak and pathetic mate. He thought as he looked at her with disgust and displeasure in his eyes.

Just like me, when I was human. She is a human! I don't want a mate. I don't want a weak and pathetic mate! She can't fix me! She's nothing! Screw this!

His thoughts were going berserk with the rushing flashes of his past. He tucked his hand roughly through his hair in an unsuccessful attempt to stop the replay of those horrible evocations. He laid her on the small grass patch at the side of the deserted road. She was half-conscious, so she could hear him.

"Hey!" He said, jerking her pale face gently. Blood was covering half of her face but she was still looking beautiful in the moonlight. The sparks weren't going unnoticed as he reminded himself that it was just the mate-bond. He was determined in his decision and he wasn't going to change it. The girl opened her eyes slightly and with that, he did what he thought was right at that time.

"I, Kane Wilson, reject you as my mate!" He said, with all the strength he could have mustered in his miserable state of emotions and with that, he left her there, feeling extreme pain in his heart. But he pushed that pain aside and ran from there at his maximum inhuman speed. Away from her!

"Moonlit Love" is a captivating and enchanting novel that weaves a tale of forbidden romance, the trials of parenthood, and the enduring power of love. Set in a secluded town, the story follows Emily, a strong-willed and independent woman, who stumbles upon a wounded wolf in the forest. Little does she know that the wolf is Adam, a cursed Wolfman capable of transforming into a human during the day.
As Emily and Adam form a deep bond during Adam's time of vulnerability, a forbidden love blossoms between them. They face societal taboos, judgment, and discrimination from the close-minded townspeople. Determined to protect their love, they keep their relationship a secret, cherishing stolen moments under the moonlit sky.
Their world takes an unexpected turn when Emily discovers she is pregnant with Adam's child. Joy and fear intertwine as they contemplate the challenges their unique child may face. As their pregnancy progresses, tensions rise in the town, leading to heightened threats against their family. Emily and Adam embark on a quest to break Adam's curse, seeking a way to secure a safer future for their child.

Throughout their journey, they encounter supernatural beings, face difficult decisions, and make personal sacrifices in the name of love. Tragedy strikes, testing the strength of their bond and pushing them to the brink of despair. But their love proves resilient as they find solace in their shared memories and the healing power of their connection.

"Moonlit Love" explores themes of forbidden love, sacrifice, prejudice, acceptance, and the struggles and joys of parenthood. It delves into the complexities of societal norms and challenges the reader to question the boundaries of love and acceptance. As the story unfolds, Emily and Adam's love story serves as a beacon of hope and resilience, defying the odds and prevailing against obstacles.

Love & Crosses is a story about a young 20-year-old lady who was made to marry a billionaire by her family. This book is about how her life changed and what happened after.

What happens when you expect something else but later find out that, what you have hated all your life is what you will get?
That's the situation in which Chris finds himself as his mate turns out to be a human and he hates her instantly and makes her life miserable.

Six years ago, Harlow Gideon chased Cillian Emerson, the brilliant heartthrob of their law school, with reckless, blazing devotion. Three months after finally becoming his girlfriend, she ended it with one careless sentence.

“I’m tired of sleeping with you.”

She left him without mercy.

Six years later, they meet again.

The spoiled heiress and the poor boy have traded places. Cillian is now one of the most powerful attorneys in the city, a ruthless name at the top of an elite white-shoe firm. Harlow, once untouchable, is drowning in debt, trapped in an abusive marriage, and raising a daughter alone.

When Cillian appears as her divorce attorney, there is no tenderness in his eyes.

Only mockery.

“You brought this on yourself.”

Harlow knows Cillian hates her to the bone. She tries to keep her distance, determined not to entangle herself with him again. On the day she leaves, she even smiles and wishes him a happy wedding.

But Cillian crosses mountains to find her.

In the dim room of a small-town inn, he corners her, his eyes red as he pulls her hard into his arms.

“Can you really bear to abandon me again?”

Seven months pregnant, I watched the thugs Vivian hired drag us both into the warehouse.
I didn't fight for that phone. I let Vivian—Sean's ex, the woman he never stopped loving—make the call herself.
Because in my past life, I'd begged desperately for Sean to save me from this carefully orchestrated nightmare.
And he did come. He chose me over her.
Vivian was left behind. Raped. Tortured. Murdered—by the very men she'd paid to stage this.
Afterward, Sean said he didn't blame me. He took care of me through the entire pregnancy. Never missed a single appointment.
Then on the day I went into labor, he handed me over to another pack of monsters.
Everything Vivian endured—the gang rape, the abuse, the humiliation—became mine.
Before burning me alive, he threw our dead baby at my feet, his face twisted with rage:
"You wanted to survive, didn't you? This is the price. I'm going to make you feel everything Vivian felt. Not just you—this bastard that should never have existed."
Those months of tenderness were all an act. Carefully orchestrated torture designed to make my suffering absolute.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in that warehouse—watching Vivian's hired thugs hold up the phone, forcing us to choose who gets saved

They thought I was just a helpless blind wife. They couldn't have been more wrong.

After miraculously regaining my sight, the first thing I witnessed was my devoted husband entangled with his mistress. His “unwavering love” was nothing but lies—a scheme to steal my fortune.

Now it's my turn to take control. I'll gather every shred of evidence and leave him with nothing.

But when the city's most powerful and ruthless billionaire enters the picture, my revenge plan grows complicated. He knows my secret and offers a devilish deal: “Become my personal assistant to pay off your debts. And divorce your husband.”

That cheating husband thought my blindness made me weak. He's about to learn nothing is more dangerous than a wife who finally sees clearly—and holds a fortune in her hands.

''I don’t want you now, and I will not want you in the future. And I will never ever love you.''
He was rude to me...
My wolf whimpered in my head, I was speechless, powerless to speak around the massive lump in my throat. Tears came to my eyes and streamed silently down my cheeks.
Nothing had changed.
He didn’t want me.
He still loved my sister... my dead sister

“I kiss you when I want to,” he murmured against my ear, his voice rough enough to send a shiver down my spine. “I fuck you when I want to. So don’t make the mistake of denying me again.”


Evelyn Jonas was the definition of perfection… top of her class, straight A student, and captain of the college cheerleading squad. Her future was already mapped out: graduation, a dream job, and a life every girl envied.

Until one night changed everything.

One invitation. One party. One blackout she can’t explain.
And she wakes up drenched in the blood of one of the most influential hockey players on campus.

Within hours, Evelyn’s perfect life collapses.
Within days, she’s convicted.
Within a month, she’s sentenced to prison with no chance of parole.

Until Him

Adrian Rossi… one of the most feared and deadly Mafia lords in Italy walks out of prison after six years with nothing left but vengeance. His sister is dead, and the only family he had left—his nephew, the child she entrusted to him—was taken from him under suspicious circumstances.

And now he has a name to blame.

Evelyn Jonas.

But Adrian doesn’t come for her with bullets first. He comes with a plan.

Disguised as her court-appointed lawyer, he is the man holding her fragile freedom in his hands.

Evelyn has no idea that the person who got her out of prison is the same man plotting her ruin.

And Adrian Rossi doesn’t believe in mercy.

Christmas Eve is celebrated with mystery gifts placed under a large tree, and this years, Antonella has received four gifts. One from her mate, her best friend, and two gifts from a stranger.

One of the gift is meant to ruin her life while the other will show her what true love means.

“I love you so much, Elijah.” It was Madison.

“I love you more, sweetheart.” My throat tightened and my eyes filled with tears as I stared at the door that was left ajar.

Antonella thought that she had a perfect life. A loving mate, the Luna of the pack, and blissful life until everything came crashing down on Christmas Eve. The mate she loved with all her heart didn’t love her at all, and she had no choice but to run away.

Little did she know, that Elijah was not one to let her go easily, and he would move heaven and earth to get her back. Just when she decided to end her life, Alpha Alexus stopped her. The most feared alpha and the same alpha who is hell bent on killing Elijah for reason that Antonella has no idea.

What would happen now? Will Alpha Alexus kill her to exact revenge against Elijah?

Who said women can never be Mafia bosses?

There's nothing more interesting than being a female Mafia, and a hot one.

Leah Kings, the lost daughter of a very powerful mafia family, Red phoenix, meets with her late father's underboss when she was put in prison by her ex-boyfriend's wife.

She is determined to get revenge on him and those who killed her parents. She never knew having a one night stand with her rival Mafia family would come with it.

Warning!
18+

Let’s put her in the golden cage.” He suggested.

A smile formed on Jackson’s face when he heard his twin brother’s insistence. It doesn't seem like the solution to the problem, but it would give them enough time to figure out their new sex slave out.

“Then bring her out when we want to fuck her or when she needs our dicks inside her.”

Married, sex-deprived Anna didn't expect that her sexual fantasies will be fulfilled to the peak when she decided to accept the invite of the Twins sibling she met on Tumblr until she got to their mansion and she was caged and prisoned after signing a legal consensual form.

“Why did you accept our invite? Tell us again, ” Jacob asked Anna as he slapped her already, red swollen cheek.

“Because I want you guys to treat me like a sex slave, ” Anna gulped.

Anna Walson, 18 years old virgin and high school dropout who was maltreated and abused by her father after her mother's death was sold to a man her father owed a huge sum of money and she was forced to marry him. She got entangled with the Michealson brothers that she met on an online platform and had sexual relations with them, which in turn made the twins run a background check on her because they wanted her to themselves.

WARNING 18+
SHE IS NOT MY MATE
" She is a human ", His father this time spoke out.
" I KNOW IT ",The sheer power and dominance of his aura had me kneeling down . His body was tense as a wounded spring ready to snap .
" She isn't going to be my mate but just my breeder ", He went on .

" Breeder?", My eyes were now the size of saucers . I knew what he meant. Sex not love and if l give birth , l will be useless to him .

When Thane Kago took over the position of Alpha in Harper Rae's pack, he had only one thing on his mind, more power and the beautiful Harper Rae. Harper had no idea that an old folklore would have Thane's bloodthirsty eyes trained solely on her.

Thane was Intent on making the beautiful Harper his chosen mate and Luna, but when she refused his advances, Thane decided to break her into submission. Little did he know, even mutilating her parents right in front of her would only make her fight harder against him.

Gabriel Mason is the son of an Alpha of one of the most powerful power packs in the region, The Harmony Moon Pack. He first met Harper when she visited with his father to ask for asylum in hopes of becoming a member of their pack. Gabriel's entire world shifted the moment he first laid eyes on her, and he became hellbent making Harper his.

Harper is shy and innocent, but that doesn't mean she is weak and afraid. Her strength and determination will match that of a true fated Luna. She won't back up for anyone or anything… unless it means protecting the only thing she has left to fight for.

With the memory of what happened to her parents, Thane may have found the one and only thing that will force Harper to submit to him. Harper's eighteenth birthday is rapidly approaching, and Thane's obsession with Harper is only growing stronger. Will headstrong Harper allow Gabriel to put his life in danger to help her, or is she determined to fight this battle alone? Follow Harper's journey as folklores become reality, powers are awakened, and a new race is born.

His hand moved. Just slightly. His pinky hooked around mine. I didn't pull away. His face was inches away. His lips were parted. His breathing was soft. His bruised lip looked better today. The swelling had gone down. We were tangled. Legs against legs. Chest against side. My good arm had somehow ended up around his back. My heart lost its rhythm.


Rule one:This is my side of the room. Jack Carter—that arrogant, messy, insufferable hockey captain—stays on his.
Rule two:He's full of himself, lazy, and gets under my skin like no one else. I hate him. That's not up for debate.
Rule three: ...Absolutely, never notice the way his hair looks when it's still wet from the shower. Or the rare moments when his guard drops and he almost seems... human.

My name is Luca Rinaldi. I came here to win championships and go pro. I can handle anything—even sharing a dorm with Jack Carter, my biggest rival on and off the ice.
He mocks my accent, steals my breakfast, and grins that infuriating "what are you gonna do about it?" smile every time he tramples another one of my rules. On the rink, he plays me like a fool, chirping "too easy" every time he steals the win. The tension between us could set the whole rink on fire.
But here's the thing—when the rest of the team laughs at my accent, he's the first one to shut them down. When I'm dead on my feet after practice, he slides a water bottle into my hand and pretends it was nothing. The harder I push him away, the more he winds his way into my life like ivy I can't tear down.
In this place, rules are everything. And Jack Carter? He was born to break every single one of them. But breaking the rules might cost me everything I've worked for. So tell me—do I shove him away and protect my future, or do I risk it all for the one person who makes my heart race?

“Take off your clothes slowly, put on a little show for us.” One of the three brothers ordered.

“Lay on the bed and spread your needy pussy wide open for our view.” I obeyed instantly, spreading my legs and showing them my glistening drenched pussy.

“Fuck, you are already dripping for us. Do you want us to give your little hole what it craves.” His deep voice whispered into my ear, causing my whole body to vibrate with needs and I nodded.

“Words, little one.” Another voice whispered.

“Y..yes, D..daddy.”


Jasmine became homeless when she was thrown out of the house by the people she called parents at the age of thirteen. She couldn't afford to rent a house, so she made the street her home and lived under the bridge.

But her life changed when she was saved from a rape incident by three dangerous mafia brothers. The three of them take a liking to her and will do anything to keep her safe.

They want to share her but is she willing to submit to them freely and become their little submissive?

She died as the forgotten daughter.​
Her songs were handed to the adopted sister. Her fiancé ran to that sister’s tears.
Her family didn’t even look down as she bled out.
Then she wakes up—exactly one year before it happens—with a cruel countdown carved into her chest: 365 days to live. And the rule is simple—every day she isn’t truly loved, her time slips away.
Only this time, she refuses to beg for crumbs.
She walks out without a goodbye. Drops her stolen song overnight and lets the world decide who the real artist is. Then she steps onto a brutal, live-streamed farm reality show where cameras catch everything—and this time, everythingincludes the truth.
They expect the quiet girl to break. Instead, she repairs what they can’t, handles danger they run from, and stops an outbreak that would’ve ruined lives—while the adopted sister’s lies start cracking on-air.
Her ex-fiancé begs for a second chance. She doesn’t even look back. Her birth family scrambles to leash her again.
Too late.
Because the man watching from the control room—the one who’s never fallen for a single tear—has stopped looking at anyone else.
And she? She’s already decided what she’ll trade, and what she won’t.
She was born again to stop being their doormat.
This time, she’s not waiting to be loved to stay alive—she’s taking back her life first.

Meet Cameron Ezekiel MacMillan, all six feet, two inches tall. Ice blue eyes that can melt off your panties, and make you fall head over heels in love with him, with a sinfully gorgeous body.
Cameron lost his wife five years ago, left alone with two kids; Summer and Spring, five and seven years respectively. All he wanted was a good nanny who wouldn't quit after a month or few weeks, not a purple-eyed woman who would make his heart race like never before.
He hated the way she made him feel because he knew that feeling came with a weakness, one he couldn't afford while being the CEO of a multinational company.
Meet Ruby Miller, all five foot five tall, with a very sexy figure, even though she wasn't really aware of her shape that way. Rare purple eyes that feel like they are looking into your soul, with kissable lips.
Aside from that, losing people and things were her specialty. Five years ago, she had lost her parents, and now, her job, and her boyfriend just broke up with her.
Finding a new job to tide over before going to law school was the plan, not falling for her boss.
It is a billionaire-nanny story. Enjoy!

"Fuck, I've wanted to do this for a long time, Red," he whispered against my lips, his hand slowly trailing up my bare stomach.

"How long, Sinn?" I asked breathlessly, looking up at him through my lashes.

"No, Little Red. The right question should be what have I been wanting to do to your body," his finger touched my lips, spreading it apart. Then he pinched my nipple, making me gasp. "So ask me politely, Little Red,"

Panting, I stared into his eyes - the eyes of the man I shouldn't want, shamelessly making a bold, forbidden request. "Show me how bad you want me, Sinn,"

_

Roses were red, Violets were blue, Andrea's life had just started and it was about to be ruined.
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A game of spin the bottle with strangers.

One hot dare

And months later I was stuck to the 'actions' of my past — Sinn Shade, my new stepbrother.

He was mysterious, dangerous and not good for me at all. He was an embodiment of the Bible phrase "Lead us not into temptation", with the 'not' being silent.

So I swore him off my list.

What I had totally forgotten was that we were all just pawns in life's twisted game of chess. And when you were playing against Sinn?

You don't win.

But to every action, there's a consequence, and that was where the real game began.

He’s ruthless, calculating, and driven by vengeance. She’s warmth, light, and everything he never dared to want.

For years, his only focus has been revenge—love was never in the equation. But when he's tasked with protecting his best friend’s little sister, the walls he’s built begin to crumble.

She finds good in everyone, even the man who warns her to stay away. He’s cold, possessive, and dangerously addictive. Yet, despite every warning, she falls for the one person who could break her beyond repair.

Because when love and obsession collide, the fallout is anything but predictable.

Hate.

Oh yes, I fucking hate Chase Hartley. I mean he's... cocky, a college hockey star, and to top it all, he's my soon-to-be stepbrother. Because my dad decided to get married and have me trapped under the same roof with him for the entire summer.

But everything changed the day we kissed.

Everything turned forbidden.

WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS SPICY. LESS HOCKEY. MUCH SEX

"You're the one who deserves to die, you bitch!"

I couldn't control myself anymore. I slapped Olivia across the face—hard. She had forced her sapphire necklace into my bag, then accused me of stealing it to pay for my dying dog's surgery. "You and that pathetic dog of yours—you both deserve to die," she whispered in my ear, her voice dripping with venom.

Before I could strike her again, a brutal force slammed into my stomach. Ethan kicked me. I crashed to the floor, gasping for air. "You're beyond saving," he spat, looking at me like I was garbage. He scooped Olivia into his arms, checking her face with infinite tenderness.

I lay on the cold hospital floor, gaunt and skeletal from late-stage leukemia, bleeding from my nose. My husband was cradling the woman who framed me, while my dog lay dead in the next room. "Stay home and think about what you've done," he commanded. He didn't know I would never go home again.

"Sign the paper. You get the money to save your family, and I get to stay on the ice. It’s strictly business."

Chloe lost everything in a single night. Her wicked step-family stole her grandmother's medical fund, and she just caught her boyfriend kissing her stepsister in the campus library.

At the edge of expulsion, Ryder, the wealthy, dangerous, and ruthless captain of the university hockey team facing a massive suspension right before the championship, offered her an ironclad contract.

No feelings, no real kisses. Just tutoring and public appearances.

But as late-night study sessions heat up and the boundaries begin to blur, what happens when the ruthless hockey god decides he wants to rewrite the rules and play for keeps?

The day I get diagnosed with stage four lung cancer, I can finally stop selling plasma.

For five years, I thought I was paying for the fire that killed my parents and son, left my brother disabled. Selling plasma, joining drug trials, doing the worst jobs imaginable, all to pay back a debt that wasn't even real.

The doctor says I have a few weeks left. I clutch the diagnosis report and head home to tell them.

The moment I push open the door, I see my parents in the kitchen, the ones who supposedly died in the fire. My brother, who was supposed to be in a wheelchair, stands there raising a glass, laughing with my husband.

My brother shrugs like it's nothing. "The broken leg was fake the whole time. You were the only one hurt in the fire. We just wanted to teach you a lesson, make you appreciate things."

"We were going to tell you eventually." My husband pats my shoulder. "Go apologize to Vanessa. Stop giving her a hard time."

"All the money you gave us went to Vanessa," Dad says. "That's what you get for throwing your bio-daughter status in her face."

I touch the diagnosis in my pocket. Everything was a lie. The only truth is that I'm dying.

All I wanted was a quiet place to live. I drained my savings and paid eighty thousand extra for the one unit on the row with a private backyard.
On my very first day, I found my neighbor's son beating my new hydrangeas with a stick while his mother stood there filming him and laughing.
Bianca says the yard belongs to everybody. Her husband is vice president of the HOA board, so around here, whatever he says is the law.
I showed them my deed. I called the police. I sent a certified letter. Every single time the answer came back the same. This is a civil matter, ma'am. Maybe try being a better neighbor.
Then her son put a rock through my living room window, and the HOA fined me two hundred and fifty dollars for putting a lock on my own gate.
Fine. They want that gate open? It stays open.
I just made one phone call. A truck is already on its way.

Karen had invested her last penny in the business she had recently established and was eagerly awaiting the promised funds from her benefactor to take it to the next level.
"Maybe he forgot. I should remind him," she thought, and promptly sent a text message: ‘I hate to sound desperate, but my finances are tight.’
After sending the message, she realized she had used the wrong number. She quickly started typing, ‘Please ignore the...’ when an alert popped up on her phone: ‘Five billion dollars transferred to you by Roger Dawson.’
Roger? The first name sent a chill down her spine, but the last name left her puzzled. "Roger? Could it be Tonia's bodyguard?" That was his number, but when did his name change?
Her phone rang immediately, and the name she had feared for months echoed in her ears, his voice filled with emotion yet calm like a winter breeze. "Karen, stay put, I'm on my way to you."
The call ended before she could process it. He was the reason she had fled, refusing to sign the divorce papers.
Her love for him was unrequited, his heart belonging to her adopted sister, but what hurt more was the feeling of being traded between friends like a commodity.
She would rather die than return.

“Daddy…” I mindlinked my father.
I haven’t spoken to him in the 3 years I’ve been married.
“Evelyn? What’s wrong?” My father asked, his voice was soft and yet was so superior.
“I’m divorced” I told him solemnly.
“Return home to the palace, my princess” my father ordered.

Three years ago, I took a bullet for Damon Kingsley. It came within half an inch of my heart.

He looked me in the eyes, his own red, and swore he'd love me for the rest of his life. So I married into this century-old Italian-American Mafia dynasty.

But on our wedding night, the moment he touched me, he convulsed, coughed up blood, and collapsed.

The second time, an old condition flared up and kept him flat on his back for a month.

The third time, he nearly bled out.

Every time after that, the same thing.

The whole family called me a curse. Marked. Bad luck. The kind of woman who brings death to whoever gets close.

The Godmother gave me an ultimatum: get pregnant within a month, or sign the divorce papers and be shipped off to Chicago to marry the devil himself.

I was carrying a fertility tonic to his study, ready to beg him one more time, when I heard voices through the door.

"Mr. Kingsley, please, you gotta stop. Every time you don't wanna go near her, you shoot yourself up with that stuff. You're gonna kill yourself."

Damon was quiet for a long moment. Then, calm and flat: "Aurora is the only woman I love. I'd take the pain any day over touching her."

All this time, while the whole family called me a curse, the one who actually put it on me was the man I almost died for.

Damon Kingsley. After today, we're done. In this life or the next, don't ever cross my path again.

Rayne
She ran to the Crimson Riders to warn them of danger, hoping to find a safe place for her and her baby girl.
There she found a man who claimed her and her baby as his own without hesitation, vowing to keep them safe.
She finds the love and passion in his arms she'd never dared dream of.
Will she have the strength to fight for it when it's threatened, and the horrors of her past try to pull her back?

Night
As the VP of the Crimson Riders and son to the president, his life has revolved around the club.
When a wounded half naked girl stumbles through the snow with her newborn to warn them of imminent danger, his heart is forever captured.
Determined to show her the love she has long been denied, he fights those from the present and her past trying to steal her away.

I almost died giving birth to my daughter. The doctors gave me a thirty percent chance of survival — and I took it, because I thought a child might finally make my husband choose home over her.

I was wrong.

I stood in the hallway and listened to Kael tell his mother that I was "more resilient" — that the risks of childbirth were too serious for the woman he truly loved, so it had to be me. I was not his wife. I was a vessel.

Then my daughter, the child I had bled for, looked me in the eyes and said she wished Ivy were her mother instead.

That was the night I stopped waiting.

I filed for divorce. I walked out. I reclaimed the research career I had abandoned for a man who never saw me. And I told myself I was done.

What I didn't expect was the little boy I pulled back from the edge of suffocation — a child with no parents, a face I couldn't stop feeling I recognized, and a medical robot I had designed with my own hands tucked inside his coat.

Who is he? And why does finding him feel like the beginning of something I'm not ready for?

"Sorry, boss's strict orders. No one is to disturb the top floor tonight."
The bodyguards blocked my way, their guns aimed right at me. I was Dante's wife, standing there holding the soup I'd made for his stomach, yet I was being treated like a trespasser.
I ignored them and forced my way in anyway. Through the crack in the door, I saw everything perfectly clear. Dante didn't draw his gun on the woman who had once kidnapped me. Instead, the notoriously cold-blooded crime boss was using his personal handkerchief to patiently bandage her bleeding palm.

My brother Soren is a figure skating prodigy. Every dollar in our house, every hour, every scrap of attention — all his.
Me? I'm the kid who doesn't need to be seen.
The night before Nationals, I told my mom my stomach hurt so bad I could barely stand. She said I was making trouble. Dad told me to take a painkiller and tough it out. Then they loaded up the car and drove two hundred miles to watch Soren skate.
They didn't come home until Sunday night. By then, I'd been dead for over a day.
I called her. Again and again. She had her phone on airplane mode.
Now I'm a ghost, drifting behind their car on the highway home. They're laughing, complaining I didn't even text Soren a congratulations.
I wonder what their faces will look like when they walk through that door.

Elara Whitmore buried her twin sister three weeks ago. Then a video arrived. Wren was alive, bound to a chair, whispering her name.
The trail leads straight back to Blackthorn Academy, the school Wren vanished from, the school the powerful Vale family quietly owns. So Elara does the only thing left. She cuts her hair, steals her dead sister's face, and walks back through the gates as Wren.
Nobody is supposed to notice the difference. Cassian Vale notices in three seconds flat.
He is the golden heir everyone fears and nobody questions, cold enough to freeze a room and sharp enough to see straight through a lie built from grief. He knows exactly who she is. He knows exactly why she came. And instead of exposing her, he makes an offer that terrifies her more than exposure ever could. He will help her find her sister, if she becomes his eyes inside a family that has been disappearing students for years, including the girl he never let himself mourn.
What starts as a cold, calculated bargain twists into something neither of them can control. Every clue pulls them deeper into locked tunnels, buried files, and a family business built on stolen lives. Every stolen moment between them makes betrayal more dangerous and more inevitable.
Because Elara is not just lying to a school. She is falling for the one boy whose last name could bury her sister for good, and whose family has already proven that Blackthorn does not let its ghosts leave twice.
She has weeks, maybe less, before someone notices the crack in her disguise or before Wren simply stops being useful to keep alive.

When the Kiss Cam lights up the stadium, Taylor expects to see strangers caught in awkward kisses—not her boyfriend, Dylan, locking lips with another woman.
To revenge, Taylor also kisses the handsome stanger sitting next to her when the Kiss Cam swings to her. To her shock, he’s not just any stranger, but Aiden Kincaid—a billionaire, football star, and the soon-to-be ex-husband of the woman Dylan’s been seeing.
Taylor thought she’d never cross paths with Aiden again, but fate has other plans. Not only does she become Aiden’s intern sports therapist, but he also offers her a deal: pretend to be his girlfriend.

A week before my wedding, I found my fiancé slept with my female boss. Heartbroken, I got wasted in a bar and had the best ONS with a male stripper. When I was ridiculed by my colleagues because I was dumped, he pretended to be my boyfriend who worked for AmeriCapital Investments, the largest investment company in the United States, to make me look better.
No one believed that I really had a rich and handsome boyfriend, and my boss and ex even invited me to bring my boyfriend to their wedding. They were so ready laugh at me when I was there alone….surprisingly, the ‘stripper’ came to my rescue again! But… he turned out to be the son of the female boss… and the youngest billionaire boss of AmeriCapital Investments? !

I loved Alpha William for half my life, willingly becoming a substitute, stealing five years of marriage and two sons.
Then his first love, Emily, suddenly “came back from the dead” and accused me of running her down with my car.
As punishment, they hung my younger brother over a vat of boiling oil.
I was in unbearable agony, yet they told me it was only a dummy.
Until I received a text message:
[Grace, I had someone switch out that dummy. The one frying in the oil right now is your real brother.]
Holding my brother’s charred corpse, I watched as they surrounded their white moonlight and walked away.
I handed over a Mate Bond Dissolution Agreement and left quietly and decisively—
only for him to completely lose his mind after discovering the truth.