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On our third wedding anniversary, I excitedly told my husband the news of my pregnancy, but he demanded I abort the child and divorce him!

To protect the baby in my womb, I fled!

Five years later, I returned with two children and had become an unreachable miracle doctor in the medical field, with countless suitors!

My bastard husband regretted everything. He apologized through a live broadcast and begged me to remarry him on bended knee.

I dismissed him with disdain. You were the one who wanted the divorce, you were the one who wanted me to abort the child. Regretting it now? Too late!

My two children also threw punches and kicks at him:

"Bad Daddy, you actually wanted to abort us!"

He was the tyrant of the prison, subduing the world's most dangerous inmates single-handedly. He was the shadow ruler of Summit Enterprises Ltd, commanding trillions in wealth, before whom even the governor had to bow. To repay his uncle's kindness, he secretly returned to New York, hoping only to silently protect his last remaining family. What awaited him, however, was the bankruptcy of his family, the humiliation of his cousin, and the mockery of the enemies who once framed him. When a playboy drugged his cousin, when a mafia don pointed a gun at him, when his former lover looked upon him with cold contempt, he simply wiped the blood from his hands. "I granted you peace once. Now, it's your turn to know fear."

Sean Valentino had just returned to New York when he was taken in by Sophia Valentino, the city’s most beautiful female CEO.
To the public, Sophia introduced Sean as her younger brother.
Behind closed doors, their relationship went far beyond that of an ordinary married couple.
And Sophia was just one of six stunning women who shared this special bond with him.

He promised to come back, and he did.But he came back with another woman… and a royal letter.Ravena had waited faithfully—holding his pack together, taking care of his father, and ruling alone for a year.But when Alpha Lucien returned from war, he brought his fated mate with him… and told Ravena to fund their wedding.Humiliated and betrayed by the very household she saved, Ravena asked for only one thing: a divorce.And when she walks out again, it isn’t as a Luna.It’s as a Princess.Crowned by the King himself, Ravena is done waiting, done weeping, and done playing their game. But beneath everything going on, something darker simmers. Her family’s death wasn’t fate—it was betrayal. And someone in the kingdom made sure the truth stayed buried.Now, Ravena wants answers and vengeance.But when war threatens the realm and she decides to fight only one man dares to walk beside her on the battlefield.Prince Evander.Cold-eyed. War-marked. Dangerous.And drawn to her in ways no one dares name aloud.Will he be her sword?Or her downfall?

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Aira is an orphan raised in an Orthodox family. Commander Richard picked her up from the orphanage when she was eight days old and took her to his home. They couldn't adopt her because of pack rules. She grew up as a family member with his grandsons but is addressed as Omega to the outside world.
Aira doesn't know her parents. She was home-schooled by her aunt and brothers. Alpha's son wanted her to be his mistress.
Max is an Alpha of the second-largest pack. He built his empire after his father's death. Fighting on the battlefield made him the Dark Alpha. Many alphas are afraid of his rage and power and have called him heartless, ruthless, and power-hungry.
Aira and Max are mated. Will he accept her as his mate? a small, fragile orphan with no background who doesn't even understand Luna's duties.
"She cannot be my mate." The Moon Goddess could be mistaken."A wolfless girl cannot be my mate."

Aira was charged with the murder of an Alpha who killed Max's father. A wolf-less, fragile girl kills an alpha who is triple her size. Max decided to kill her for destroying his plans for revenge.
"He needs to die in my hands, not yours."
"He needs to come to my feet begging me to kill him." He died easily because of you.

His rage is blind, and he doesn't recognize his mate. 

Is Max going to kill Aira?
Will Max fight his rage and find the real culprit?
Will Max accept Aira as his mate?
Let's find out in this book.

Sable Hale ran from the one man fate chose for her.

In the Black Pine Pack, there is no bond stronger than the mate bond and no greater betrayal than rejecting your Alpha. But when Sable discovers the truth about the man destined to rule beside her, she chooses freedom over a crown she never wanted.

Five years later, she has built a life far from the pack and the Alpha who once set her soul on fire.

Until the past finds her again.

Kier Blane never stopped searching for the woman who ran from him. As Alpha of Black Pine, he has power, loyalty, and an entire pack at his command but none of it matters without the mate who shattered his heart.

When Sable is dragged back into pack territory to face trial for abandoning her people, the fragile peace between them explodes. Old wounds reopen. Dangerous secrets surface. And the bond they tried to destroy refuses to stay buried.

But someone in the pack has their own plans for the throne and for Kier.

With betrayal lurking in the shadows and the council threatening to tear them apart, Sable must decide what matters more: the freedom she fought for… or the Alpha she never truly stopped loving.

Because running from fate is one thing.

Surviving it is another.

"I never believed in soulmates, but how do you explain the feeling of déjà vu when her eyes meet mine? How do you explain the certainty that I’ve known her forever, even when we’ve only just met?"
Emma’s life is a mess. Recovering from a devastating breakup with her controlling ex-boyfriend, she’s determined to rebuild herself—piece by piece, step by step. But the summer holidays drag on, her attempts at distraction failing, and loneliness starts to creep in. Enter Alice, her mischievous best friend, who dares Emma to take a leap into the unfamiliar world of online dating.
What Emma doesn’t expect is Irene—a stunning, confident, and enigmatic girl with a mischievous sense of humor and eyes that seem to hold the weight of centuries. Their connection is instant, electric, and utterly consuming. But just as Emma starts to believe she’s found something real, Irene drops a bombshell: she’s not looking for anything serious, and her heart might already belong to someone else.
Conflicted but unable to let go, Emma agrees to stay in Irene’s orbit, even if it means risking her heart all over again. As their relationship deepens, Emma can’t shake the feeling that she’s known Irene far longer than a few short weeks. Could their connection be something more—a bond forged long before their paths crossed in this life?
Will Emma risk her heart again for a love that feels destined, or will Irene’s walls prove impossible to break? And if soulmates truly exist, what happens when one of them refuses to believe?

Dive into this heart-wrenching and passion-filled story of love, self-discovery, and the aching beauty of letting someone in, even when the future remains uncertain.

⚠️ MATURED CONTENTS

"I am so sorry about that. She knew we were in a casual relationship. I didn't think she would do that." Lucas's feeble apology fell short as he tried to touch me, only to be met with my recoiling form.

"Let's end it here. Whatever it is that we're doing, let's just end it all." I declared, my voice a mix of hurt and anger as I stormed away, leaving behind a shattered connection that had promised more than it could deliver.

Aria and Lucas patted ways in college on bitter terms. Just as Aria believes she's moved on. Later, she meets Lucas again, reigniting a storm of lingering emotions. Can they navigate the echoes of their past and forge a new chapter, or are some heartstrings destined to stay entangled?

Sheila moaned into his mouth, her fingers slipping away from his neck and then traced under his shirt, nails grazing his skin.
Arthur growled in response, heat surging through him like wildfire.
She had let loose his last string of restraint, and all he wanted—all he fucking wanted—was to bury himself inside her, to claim every inch of her until she forgot every other man who had ever touched her.
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Due to infertility, Sheila was mocked by her husband, Jacob, and his family, and her life also became a nightmare.
Unable to bear it any longer, she decided to divorce and indulged herself overnight at a lavish party, hoping to bury the past with the warmth of a stranger. But she never dreamed that the mysterious man she lingered with that night was Arthur, the company's new largest shareholder—a man with whom she had inadvertently formed a bond.
Not only that, just when Sheila was in trouble, Arthur threw her a one-year marriage contract. Will she watch everything come to nothing, or bind herself to this unpredictable man?
As sparks fly and secrets unravel, Sheila must navigate a dangerous game of power, love, and redemption.
Will she find true freedom in this unexpected alliance, or is she trading one set of chains for another?

Violet Lawson thought the worst part of her life was loving a man who never truly saw her.

Married to the cold and ambitious Dave Belmont, she played the role of the quiet, elegant wife for years, until she discovered his affairs, buried under a pile of lies. But instead of crumbling, Violet outplayed him.

She tricked Dave into signing divorce papers he didn’t even bother reading, sealing her freedom behind a well-practiced smile.

Her plan was simple: wait out the final month, walk away with her pride and a payoff, and never look back.

But everything shatters the moment she steps out of the shower and finds Lucien Belmont, Dave’s half-brother, in her bedroom, shirtless, uninvited, and unapologetically amused.

Lucien, the elusive black sheep of the Belmont family. The one she’d only seen three times in all her years with Dave. He’s never around, always drifting from country to country, scandal to scandal, yet somehow, this house that Violet has called hers… belongs to him.

What begins as a tense confrontation turns into a dangerous entanglement. Lucien knows more than he lets on. And the fire between them? It’s not just attraction, it’s trouble. Because while Dave was Mr. Wrong, Lucien might just be worse. Or, he might be exactly what Violet never saw coming.

The yellow-green tennis ball slammed into my stomach at full speed. The heavy impact sent my 210-pound body stumbling backward, instantly triggering a chorus of vicious laughter around me.
"Look at that! The human backstop works great. We don't even need a net!"
It was Blair's voice, dripping with entitled cruelty.
Standing beside her, covering his mouth as he snickered, was Liam, the boy I'd been secretly crushing on—the same boy I'd stayed up late helping with his physics paper just last night.
Sweat stung my eyes, and the cramps twisting through my stomach made me feel like I was going to throw up. But I didn't cry.
I stared at the tennis ball rolling to a stop beside my foot, and for the first time in my life, something destructive ignited in my blood.
They thought being fat meant I was born to be their punching bag.
What they didn't know was that beneath all that fat was a monster capable of tearing down everything they were so proud of.

I married Massimo Salvatore, the mafia don, thirty-two times. And divorced him thirty-two times.

Every single time for the same reason—his precious Claudia came back from her overseas treatment facility.

"She took a bullet to the head for me. Any stress could kill her." That was his only explanation.

The first divorce, I trashed the entire living room. He slapped me across the face: "Cut the DRAMA. We'll get back together once she's stable."

The third time, I followed them to the club and caught them kissing. I confronted him—got locked in the basement for seven days.

Sign the papers, take off the ring, pack my bags. Like a nightmare on repeat.

Until the thirty-third time.

A rival family grabbed both me and Claudia. With a gun to his head, he could only save one of us. I looked at him, voice breaking: "Massimo, just this once, pick me."

He walked toward her.

Four hours later, his men found me in some abandoned warehouse. Three broken ribs, blood everywhere. Our baby—gone.

Massimo camped out by Claudia's hospital bed, wouldn't leave her side. Didn't visit me once. Not even when I got discharged.

That's when I was done.

For five years, my husband told me I was lucky. A human with no magic, no name, no worth — and he, the Dark Elf King, had taken me in anyway.
I believed him. I swallowed every insult in his court. I let his nobles call my son a halfbreed bastard.
Then he promised our boy he'd come to his fifth birthday, and instead he knocked him across the garden for biting the woman he'd been sneaking off to every night.
That was the day I stopped waiting.
I didn't scream. I didn't beg. I took my son and I erased us — our scent, our warmth, every hair, every speck of dust. As far as the world is concerned, we were never in it at all.
Three months later, he's on his knees outside the Celestial Sanctum, offering half his soul to any god who will find his missing wife.
He should be careful what he asks for.

This year was our sixth wedding anniversary. For the first time in six years, Kaelen finally agreed to go with me to Veyra City to visit my parents.
Six years. I thought he was finally swallow his pride and making peace with my family.
But late that night, as I stood outside our daughter’s bedroom holding a warm glass of milk, I heard them speaking inside.
"Daddy, Lorie said you're going to marry her mommy soon. What about Mommy?" Lisette’s voice was timid and small.
"It’s just a fake marriage, sweetie. Just to help Rosalind out," Kaelen chuckled softly. "Keep it our little secret, okay? Don't tell Mommy. If you promise, Daddy will buy you that Barbie Dreamhouse tomorrow."
I stood frozen in the hallway, the glass of milk cold against my fingertips.
Since he still clung so desperately to his past, it was time for me to take back the life I had thrown away.

“Why can’t I hit you?” Thomas yells, smacking the belt close to her feet.
“Why,” he smacks it on the door above her head.
“Why, why” to the right and left sides of her body.
Melina trembles against the door with her eyes closed and head tucked between her knees. She jumps, sniffing Thomas’ cologne, and tries to hide more.
He’s probably bending down. “I want to hurt you, Melina, but I can’t. Tell me why I can’t. Tell me why,”
She bites her lips to muffle her sobs as she fears they will exacerbate her situation. “Look at me when I am talking to you,” Thomas says, grabbing her hair and pulling her head up.
“I am- so-r-r-r-y,” she says as she turns to face him with her tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes.
******** Melina Davis was born with the face and body of a goddess. Her heart was as beautiful as hers, but it never did her any good. Melina was the unluckiest woman in this world when it came to love. Her first love was an abusive con artist who made sure to exploit Melina's kindness. The second one, who Melina felt was genuinely worthy of owing her heart, was far more dangerous than her first. His name is Thomas Costanzo. He is the second in command of the Costanzo mafia. He was highly feared in the mafia world. Some even feared him more than the don of the Costanzo mafia. Melina didn't know she shouldn't cross him, and she did. She broke the heart of one of the most feared men on this earth, and now, he is out searching for her. Once he finds her, Melina will wish she never crossed paths with him.

"No. It's too stiff." Ronan Black, my boyfriend of three years, frowned in frustration and tossed down his paintbrush. "There's not a single sketch with any soul in it."
A classmate beside him looked confused. "How is that possible? Your paintings with Isolde as the model always had such beautiful lighting."
The words stabbed straight through my heart, but I stood there frozen, saying nothing.
Ronan wiped his hands and looked at me with undisguised disgust.
"Forget it. I'm not painting anymore. You just don't have any artistic sense. No matter what you paint, it always looks cheap and mediocre."
With that, he turned toward the wealthy girl who had just walked into the studio.
Without the slightest hesitation, he took out the set of rare paints I'd spent three months waiting tables to buy.
He picked up his palette knife, and his eyes instantly became focused and almost feverish.
"Turn your face just a little. Yes, right there. Perfect…"
I stood quietly in the corner, watching the effortless chemistry between the two of them.
Suddenly, I remembered something from years ago.
I had once asked Ronan the same question.
"Why do certain parts of your paintings always seem to glow?"
Back then, he had smiled as he washed the paint residue from my fingertips.
"Because a painting comes from the heart. When you love someone, every stroke you make becomes beautiful."
Now, I finally understood. He didn't love me anymore.
We had once agreed that I would go with him to an ordinary state university in Boston.
But now, it was time to pick up my own brush and chase the future I wanted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm an international flight purser. Every time I returned from a trip, I would find a woman’s item in my apartment that didn't belong to me.
The first time, it was a diamond earring on the bathroom counter. Gabriel said his mother left it behind when she visited. The second time, it was a pair of lace panties stuffed between the sofa cushions. He claimed his cousin's girlfriend left them when they crashed at our place, and his cousin even offered to buy us a brand-new sofa to apologize.
Time and time again, there was a flawless excuse for every single item.
Until the seventeenth time, when I deliberately hid one of my own lace bras under the sofa...

I am Melissa Copper, chosen by the moon goddess as the fated mate of the Alpha triplets.
I have always dreamt of being their mate but they cruelly discarded me, choosing my Twin sister Amelia over me at the Alphas coronation ceremony.
They have always belonged to her. They despised me, that I know, I have always seen it in their eyes but the mate bond keeps drawing me closer to them.
Now, I have decided to leave, to end the whole circus. I begged them to reject me, but they wouldn't do it.
They wouldn't let me go...


"Melissa, Please come back to us!" They all echoed in unison.
"We want you…we have always wanted you!" Caleb said softly, his voice trailing off his breath, as he pinned me to the wall. I kept staring at his enticing lips, but I shook my head to get rid of the desires burning within me.
"We promise to treat you right!" Cypril said, his breath warm and ticklish against my fingers that he brought up to his lips, as his other hand found its way to the warm spot between my thighs. I clenched my legs together, trying to force out his hands from my thighs but he didn't budge.
"You will always be ours. Just come back already!" Cain pleading eyes met mine, as he leaned in pressing a kiss on my lips, his hands tracing the corner of my ear.
"No." I said, my voice louder than I had expected it to be, especially with their bodies pressed against mine and their lips creating sparks across my body. "I am not coming back...go back to Amelia."

Valaria Westingdale is the Head Enforcer and Princess of the Westingdale panther pride. Her father, the King, William Westingdale, disapproves of her ambitions; he allowed her to be Head Enforcer until she is old enough to marry, but only just. King William believes in the traditions of their society; their pride is superior and meant to rule over all other preternatural creatures, every pack should keep their bloodlines pure, and women are only suitable for breeding. With the pressure of her betrothal and her father’s domineering thumb, Valaria would seem to be trapped in a life she doesn’t want. However, all that changed the day she was sent to spy and procure information from the wolf pack that just moved nearby. Dominic, the beta of his pack, caught Valaria watching him. Despite being from different species, they are captivated by one another. Soon, they discover that they are soulmates - nature’s predetermined physical, emotional, and metaphysical bond - a feat they believed impossible until now. Tradition says that soulmates can only connect to their own kind, and anything otherwise would be blasphemous. Something King William believes would be a threat to all preternatural kind, especially panthers. When he learns of his daughter’s bond with a wolf, he dubs her an abomination and threat to his throne - the exact reason he’s kept the different species apart for so long, forcing Valeria and Dominic to create their own pack. Remarkably, they are not the only interspecies soulmates, and their group resonates with creatures from all corners of the world. Vampires, Demons, Wolves, Panthers, and a plethora of otherkin join their “All Kinds Pack.” However, their formation marks the start of a war, not only with King William and his men but with Lucifer Morningstar himself.

At the company's annual client appreciation dinner, I was the one in charge of booking the venue.
To save the company money, I picked my aunt's upscale restaurant with a skyline view. Since we were family, she only charged us at cost. When I posted the details in our Slack channel to confirm with the team, no one had any objections—except for the intern, who slowly tagged me in the chat:
[Arthur, I don't mean anything by it.]
[I just want to ask—how big a kickback did you get for booking your family's restaurant?]
[After all, the money for this dinner is coming out of our bonus pool.]
[So you should return that money to the rest of us, right?]
The other coworkers started liking the message and chiming in to support him.
So I dropped the whole thing on the spot and handed the task over to that intern, who loved talking about "fixing workplace injustice."
Then the night of the dinner came.
From the CEO all the way down to the investors, everyone was pinned on the deck and searched by armed Coast Guard officers.
The most important client contact collapsed from a heart attack on the spot and was airlifted by helicopter straight to the ICU, costing the company a multimillion-dollar enterprise cybersecurity contract.

I thought I was dead for sure. Hell, my blood has already run cold.
I snapped my eyes open only to realize the gunshot wasn't meant for me. But now, I'm being used as a human shield.
The first thing I saw was a man in all black holding a gun to my face.
He stands gallantly menacing, less than five yards from me. And despite the low light, I can see his shirt is only buttoned halfway as a jacket drapes loosely over his broad shoulders.
He is like Hades in a shirt.
"Answer me, motherfucker! Or I swear I'll kill her!" Blondie yelled, jabbing his gun at me and pulling me closer to shield himself.
"Who the fuck are you!"
The stranger returned his attention to my captor;
"You seem to have misunderstood this situation," He said with such calm and vindication, you'd think my life didn't matter.
He continued;
"I'm not the hero that saves the damsel in distress..." He paused,
"...I'm the Grim Reaper."

< Gunshot...! ><<
I froze in my spot, but I didn't feel dead.
"You're safe now." He said, walking up to me. He brushed hair from my wet cheeks as he pulled me closer.
And I just fell on him.
Without hesitating, I rise to my toes and capture his lips in mine.





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Sapphire Sanchez is just a girl looking for momentary happiness when she makes a rather impulsive move.
Life hasn't exactly been fair to her, and her mother's condition isn't making it easier for her. Then everything turns upside down when a stranger saves her from three hoodlums.
Or maybe the right side up?
Either way, she just met Dimitri Griot, the terror of Silicone City, the Grim Reaper himself.
He has built his empire with the same ruthless vindication he delivers his judgment. And fussy romance wasn't on his agenda when a lowlife cunt got his heart beating in the wrong manner.
He wants her just as much as he hates the weakness.
She wants him even though he incites terror in her.
The condition of romance is clear, and the rules for power are final. It's one of nothing: Power, Vengeance, or Love
Neither of them can have it all. But the question is, which will either of them choose?

What happens when the man you loved for ten years rips out your heart—literally?
After being betrayed, used, and left to die on an illegal operating table, I opened my eyes again...
Three years earlier.
This time, I tore up the divorce papers, burned the love letters, and planned my revenge.
Maverick thought I'd be his pawn again?
I made him bankrupt.
Amber thought she could play innocent?
I ripped off her mask on live TV.
And the cold billionaire everyone feared?
Tobias Hastings held my hand and said, "Mrs. Hastings, let's destroy them together."
I'm no longer the fool who died for love.
Now, I'm the one they fear.

Grace Wilson thought she was living a perfect life, married to the charismatic CEO Richard Harrison. But after two years of marriage, she discovered a devastating truth: their wedding was completely a sham, Richard had used her as a cover while he was actually secretly married to his college sweetheart Laura Parker—who happened to be Grace's former roommate.

Betrayed and humiliated, Grace's world completely collapsed when she learned the truth. But fate gave her a turning point. Grace was no ordinary woman—she was the long-lost Wilson fortune heiress, worth billions.

When Grace reclaims her true identity, she faces fierce opposition from her stepmother and stepbrother, who will stop at nothing to prevent her from obtaining her inheritance. Meanwhile, the mysterious and powerful Alex Morgan—heir to the elite Morgan dynasty—enters her life with a marriage proposal that could change everything.

In this world where love is a luxury, Grace must navigate between deadly family politics, corporate warfare, and her own heart. Will she choose revenge against those who hurt her, or will she forge a new path toward true power and genuine love?

"You are so hot and it pisses the fuck out of me. I can never love you because you are not her, but why do I find it so hard to keep my hands off you? What are you doing to me, Amelia?” Marcus sounds so furious, pounding into me ruthlessly like he wants to fuck me out of his system and strip himself of every influence I have over him.

He yanks me up by my hair, wanting me to see how much if good girl I look in the mirror, taking his Cock like a slut. My eyes are shining with tears, my face overly flushed and my lips parted in pleasure. But my heart shatters seeing the hatred brimming in his blue eyes. I am not her. I'll never be her and he'll never love me like he loves her.

Stuck in the storm of a heated business rivalry between two powerful families, Amelia Knight, the heiress of the Knight family crossed paths with the son of her father's business rival, Marcus Wright, at a high society event and became immediately smitten by him. When it occurred to Amelia that Marcus' heart belonged to another woman, she settled for loving him from afar but a one-night-stand as a result of excessive expectations from Marcus' grandfather changed everything and plagued with the fear of rejection, Amelia concealed her true identity from him.

Things grew complicated when Marcus' grandfather caught them in bed and forced Marcus to take responsibility for his actions by marry Amelia. Although Amelia was stuck in a loveless marriage with Marcus, she held onto the hope that she'd reciprocate her feelings, but he filed for a divorce and chose his first love over her.

Scorned by the man she loved, Amelia took over her family's business but a twist set in when she encountered powerful billionaire, Nolan Hayes. But then, her happily ever after suffered a hit at the re-emergence of her ex-husband who was hellbent on getting her back in her life, leaving her torn between two powerful men in a heated love triangle. Will Amelia choose the mysterious knight she just met over her unfeeling ex-husband or return to the man her heart had always known despite how much he hurt her?

"I killed a monster to save myself. Now, Scorpion wants to use me as his shield."

Sentenced to life in prison for defending myself against a vicious attacker, my world was reduced to concrete walls and endless survival. Until Logan Vance walked into the visiting room.

The ruthless billionaire offered me an impossible way out: marry him, and walk free. Desperate and out of options, I signed my life away without asking questions. The marriage comes with strict rules and a cold facade, terms I was more than willing to accept for my freedom.

But the illusion shatters the moment I discover why Logan really chose me. He didn’t pull me out of prison out of pity. He needed a weapon against his deadliest enemy—the very woman I spent my whole life mourning. My mom. She didn’t die in the fire I survived years ago. She is alive, ruthless, and actively plotting Logan’s destruction.

Now, I am caught in a lethal crossfire. I have to choose between the mother who abandoned me to a phantom death and the billionaire husband who became my unexpected sanctuary—before one of them destroys us both.

My family drugged me and forced me to serve a powerful figure. After a one-night stand with him, I found out I was pregnant with his child.
My family then locked me up and abused me, forcing me to give birth to the child. It broke my heart; their cruelty showed they never truly considered me family.
I decided to fight back. I would escape, sever ties with them, and take control of my own destiny!

BLURB/SYNOPSIS : "You love me? No… you can’t love a maid like me. We’re not from the same world. We can never be together. It’s a dream that won’t come true."

Lily, that doesn’t matter. I don’t care where you’re from or what your past is. I love you, and that’s the only truth that matters"

Lily has always known her place, silent, invisible, unworthy of love from someone like Sebastian Kingsley, the heir to a billion-dollar empire. She was hired to clean his mansion, not steal his heart. But when Sebastian Kingsley, the powerful billionaire in the city, confesses his love for her, she refuses to believe it.

For years, Sebastian has lived in darkness, suffocating under the weight of expectations. Drugs numb the pain. Sleepless nights steal his sanity. No one has ever looked at him without seeing his wealth until her. Lily became his peace, his escape, the only person who made him feel whole.

But their love was never meant to be.

Sebastian is already engaged to her sister, the woman the world believes is perfect for him. A woman who will do anything to keep him. And Lily? She’s just a maid. Powerless. Disposable. She wants to run to protect herself before it’s too late. But how do you walk away from the only person who ever made you feel alive?

Will their love survive the forces tearing them apart? Or will society, betrayal, and family duty crush them before they even have a chance?

It was a forbidden love

In a world of power, status, and deception, Sebastian and Lily are caught in a battle for love, survival, and happiness. Sebastian had everything—except happiness.

Lily had nothing—except hope.Together, will they find a future worth fighting for ?

"Ms. Crawford, it’s time for you to divorce Mr. Larsen and come home. You're the only heiress the Master's waiting for.”
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For the sake of love, Amara accepted the arranged marriage with Tobias William Larsen. She did everything to gain her husband’s heart but when his old love returned, she realized that all her effort was all for naught.
Tobias demanded a divorce on the night of their wedding anniversary, even at the price of threatening her. Heartbroken, she finally dropped all her illusions about him and returned home to be the heiress.
The next time she met Tobias, they were no longer couples but opponents.
"Mr. Larsen, should I remind you again? We've divorced."
"Amara, that's the stupidest mistake I've ever made. Please come back to me."

I thought I knew Sunny Hayes.
The mysterious transfer student with ocean-blue eyes who saved me from my bullies. The hottest guy I'd ever met. The one who made my heart race with a single glance.
I was wrong.
On his nineteenth birthday, everything changed.
We were in my bedroom. Moonlight spilled across his bare chest as he hovered over me, eyes dark with hunger. When I whispered he could do whatever he wanted, desire crashed across his face like a wave. His kisses trailed down my neck. His hand slid under my bra, thumb brushing my nipple. Heat exploded through me. Then his mouth closed over my breast, hot and wet and—
Pain.
Sharp, sudden pain.
His grip had changed. I felt points—claws—digging into my skin. My eyes flew open.
Golden eyes stared back. Not ocean-blue. These glowed like an animal's in the dark.

Fangs pressed against his lower lip.
"Sunny?" I breathed, frozen.
He jerked away, staring at his own hands in horror. Actual claws where his fingernails should be. Claws that had left thin red scratches across my breast.
That's when I understood: my boyfriend—the boy I'd trusted with everything—wasn't human.
He was a werewolf.


WARNING: Mature Readers Only.

Cynthia thought that her life would be spent in the shadow of her mother's death. As a princess rejected by the court, she always had to face malice from all sides. But everything changed in that accident. She was pushed off the castle, only to find that she was not dead, but was reborn. She had a second chance. Following the prophecy, the person in her fate is also waiting for her in the castle,
“Caught you, my mate."
Ulysses Alexanders is a cold alpha and a king of the Northwest kingdom. Due to the prophecy he went to the Dawn kingdom. There he meet a weakling human turn witch. Will he fell in love to that kind of girl? What kind of troubles will they face together as his mate pave her way to REVENGE.

She rejected her fated mate to protect her pack. He vowed to claim her, no matter the cost.

For seven years, Princess Elsher has worn a mask, ruling the strongest Starry Pack as her deceased father to shield it from vampire wars and rival packs. The last thing she needs is a mate, especially not Verlice Mintz, the formidable Alpha King known for his ruthlessness and relentless ambition.

Terrified that his proximity and scrutiny will expose her secrets and destroy her pack, Elsher rejects their bond. But Verlice isn't a man who accepts rejection. He believes in conquest, and he's determined to uncover the truth and claim what is his.

As lies unravel and enemies close in, can Elsher protect her pack and her heart? Or will the very mate she cast aside become her greatest salvation or her ultimate ruin?

Michael Vitale had just been discharged from the military when a woman offered him a million dollars to keep him.

All because, after their one-night stand, Lucia Bianchi thought Michael's performance wasn't half bad?

The handsome Michael immediately turned around and transferred one billion dollars to Lucia!

There was no way he would ever be a kept man. If he hadn't noticed it was her first time last night, he would have skipped town already!

The next day, dressed in clothes worth just a few hundred bucks, Michael went to the Bianchi Tower for an interview. To his absolute shock, the female boss he was supposed to protect turned out to be...

Isabel Reyes doesn't have time for a soulmate; she has ten minutes to figure out how to turn forty-two dollars of espresso tips into a month of rent. Between double shifts at the Vance & Co. campus café and maintaining a 4.0 GPA, her survival depends on one thing: the single medical school recommendation letter her department grants each year.

But Chase, her high-status ex-boyfriend and senior TA, has a different plan. Using "institutional rigor" as a weapon, he’s sabotaging her grades and holding her future hostage to keep her under his thumb.

Then Leo; Moody, brilliant, and perpetually hiding in a thrift hoodie in the library basement. He looks like a lost poet, but a dropped ID card reveals the truth: Leo is a Vance. As in, the name on the buildings, the logo on Isabel’s apron, and the family that owns the very scholarship she’s about to lose.

Leo has his own trap. His powerful mother, Eleanor, is ready to pull him from campus and install him in a corner office unless he can prove he’s "capable of a normal life." He needs a grounded, non-socialite girlfriend to act as his human shield.

The Deal was for One semester they would Fake dining hall dates. Staged library proximity. The Prize for her, a recommendation letter Chase can’t touch. For him, the autonomy to stay in the numbers and out of a suit. The Rule: No real feelings. No telling the truth.

But between 2 a.m. voice notes and the electric friction of shared library carrels, the "meal plan math" is starting to fail.

He’s the brand. She’s the worker. Will this relationship break every rule in the book?

You don’t marry the devil and expect to walk away…

Two years ago, I made the most reckless decision of my life. I married a stranger — a dangerously sharp Russian with eyes like winter storms and a voice that curled around your spine.

It was supposed to be fake.
A quick, quiet wedding on a borrowed yacht.
A loophole to stop my billionaire father from selling me off to some corporate puppet in a boardroom marriage.

But the stranger-the man I begged for help—wasn’t just some wealthy businessman in an expensive suit. He was Mikhail Volkov. A Bratva king. Cold. Ruthless. Calculating.

I left him divorce papers and two million dollars on his bed the next morning… and vanished.

But the past doesn’t stay buried. And men like him don’t forget unfinished business.

Two years later, under a new name and a quiet life halfway across the world, I thought I was safe. Until my new company gets bought out. By him.

Mikhail Volkov.

He came for me.

And this time, running isn’t an option.

“Why the hell are you calling me your wife?” I snap, shoving the contract across his desk. “I paid you off. I left divorce papers. Signed.”

He steps closer, all tailored dominance and lethal calm, his voice low enough to scrape against my bones.
"You don’t end things with me unless I say so, moya zhena. And I don’t marry… to divorce."

I’m not free. I’m his unfinished business. And now? I belong to him… whether I want to or not.

His hand closed around my throat and he ripped the bra off in one motion, the strap biting into my skin before it tore free completely.
"What are you doing…"
He didn't answer that either. His hand found the waistband of my briefs — the only thing I had left — and pulled it down in one motion, leaving me completely naked and exposed with his hand still resting against my throat.
I didn't try to stop him this time. There wasn't a version of this where I won anyway.
Rodrigo looked me over slowly, head to toe, and the silence stretched long enough that I could hear my own heartbeat over it.
"Why the fuck does my Luna have a dick?"


His sister ran away.
So Luca was forced to marry her groom in her place. What was supposed to be a temporary deception becomes a nightmare when the Moon Goddess bonds him to Rodrigo Valente, the most feared Alpha in the country.
Now trapped in a marriage built on lies, Luca is determined to escape, even if he has to kill his husband to do it.
The problem?
The more Luca fights him, the more obsessed Rodrigo becomes which only frustrate Luca the more.

Berliana Margaretha is a robot inventor who is so telling in her circles. She was the first to develop a method of making a robot like a normal human being and she has secretly done that and made a robot that looks so much like her dead ex-boyfriend.

She named the robot Victor Valdes, almost the same name as her boyfriend. But one day the robot she created went out of control and made her feel that the handsome human-like robot had begun to dominate her.

"You are mine, Berliana Margaretha."

"Oh my God, Victor! You're a robot so go back to your place, don't move!"

"No way, I'm your boyfriend, you're my girlfriend."

Would Berliana's rejection continue to escalate or would she be swept away by the passion of the artificially intelligent robot she had created that almost resembled a human being?

Florence is very good at fixing other people's love stories. That's the skill she has. And boom! The business was a huge success and very profitable!

For her, it was a very easy job. People came to her, asking for help finding a suitable match for them. And so far, all her clients have been very satisfied with the work system she has put in place for them. No one complains. They walk out of Florence's office with a sense of excitement and satisfaction that their love problems have been solved.

That is, until disaster strikes when a handsome man named David arrives with a myriad of ridiculous requests.

That's where Florence finds the real challenge and difficulty. If she doesn't help David, her job is in jeopardy because he owns a newspaper and printing business. He will post information that Florence is incompetent at handling her job again. However, if Florence helps him, she doubts if she can fulfill his ridiculous request.

Oh d*mn, what should Florence do?

What is a billionaire heiress supposed to do with a goddess growing more powerful inside of her?

Chloe has a team of players working with her as she continues her search for the missing parts of KieraFreya.

But she's not alone, and now there is another god getting involved.

She has a few parts of the armor, she needs more. But, every time she gains a piece, KieraFreya becomes more powerful.

Can Chloe help KieraFreya, without losing her body to the Goddess of Retribution as well?

Get your copy today and find out if Chloe Lagarde has what it takes to help a broken Goddess.

And herself.

She forgot him. He never stopped hunting her.
Two years ago, Sophia Bennett ran from the only man who ever owned her heart, Chase Romano, the devil the underworld calls IL Diavolo. She buried her scars, changed her name, and said yes to a man who deserved someone whole.
He found her anyway.
“You're mine,” he said, pressing her against the wall of a life she never wanted him back in. “You've always been mine.”
Torn from her own wedding and dragged back into a world of blood, loyalty, and obsession, Sophia wakes with no memory of the husband she married, the family she lost, or the truth she was never meant to survive.
“I don't know you,” she whispered.
“You will,” he said. “Even if I have to make you fall for me all over again.”
But the men circling her aren't finished. A first fiancé believed dead returns to collect on a promise made before Chase ever existed in her life. Chase's own uncle, presumed dead for years, has been orchestrating the war from the shadows. And above them both stands someone even they answer to, a man who has spent fifteen years pulling strings no one ever saw.
The world believes Sophia's love story ended in tragedy. Chase intends to prove it hasn't even started.

As the last stroke of the New Year bell rang,
I suddenly received a message from eight years ago:

“This is my first New Year with Zhou Guming!”
“I want to be with Zhou Guming forever!”
“I will play the piano for my whole life!”

At the same time, the news on TV was reporting:
On New Year’s Day,
my husband Zhou Guming was attending my best friend’s piano recital.

I looked down at my deformed fingers, bound by chains.
After cutting my wrist with a piece of iron I’d hidden for a long time,
I struggled to type one line:

“Lili, keep going forward. Don’t look back.”

R18 MATURE CONTENT

Beautiful Aubrianne Ivanov, raised by her single mom, had a tough childhood. With low self-esteem, she became an outcast and was alone one too many times for her liking. Time spent at her part time job, she eventually grew into a brave, confident, and determined young woman who walked right into an opportunity that would change her life forever.

Will Aubrianne truly feel whole? Will she find what has been missing in her life? Will she allow herself happiness and joy? Will she find love, and most importantly, will she survive what's to come?

Join Aubrianne on her journey as she discovers who/what she is and navigates all the heartbreak, betrayal, drama, and exciting and thrilling events that come her way...

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She lay before him in all her magnificent beauty draped across his king-size bed in the most compelling and provocative way known to man or beast. And for Alpha Zayne, it was the most captivating view he had ever had the pleasure of seeing with his own eyes.

She stared at his every movement, lips slightly parted, her stunning brown eyes scanning every inch of his gorgeously toned and glorious body while heat radiated off of hers. He was HERS.

Her body trembled in delight and anticipation; she was ready and wanted to be with him in every way.

As innocent as she was, she wanted him to...no need him to take her in the worse ways, bringing her to heights of pleasures she had never experienced before.

Fuck she is beautiful, one fine specimen, and she is all MINE, MY MATE. A wave of pure unbridled possessiveness vibrated through Alpha Zayne. He thanked the Divine Moon Goddess, for she has truly blessed him.

He drank her in, eyes trailing up her toned sexy legs spread wide for him, and she gave him that come-and-get-it look.

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......

Winter Wesley is the most popular celebrity in New York. With her beauty and great acting skills, many people really admire her.
Not until her grandfather forced her to marry a poor man named Matthew. Winter despised him so much. Her family treats him like a servant each day.
But what will happen if they suddenly find out that the penniless man Winter married is none other than the son of the wealthiest man in New York, who was believed to have died twenty years ago?

IT STARTED WITH A PLEASURE CONTRACT
Electra and Bastian are at the beginning of the new journey. What started as a sexual relationship between the CEO and his assistant grew into something much more than a physical pleasure. They found love between the cuffs and whips. Pleasure was wrapped in the bedsheets when their bodies were dancing to the sounds of the angelic symphony, and trust was present in their every touch, surrounding them like a thin layer of fog. They started to write their own fairy tale. However, not everything is as easy as it seems. Yes, their feelings for each other are strong, but will it be enough when the old skeletons start to walk out of their closets? Will their love be strong enough when real life knocks on their door, bursting their small bubble? Everything is perfect between them, but how long does it take for Electra to find out that it is not easy to live in the spotlight, always surrounded by people who wait for her to make a mistake?

" I want nothing more than to taste your sweet blood on my tongue." His breath grazed her neck, followed by the wet glide of his tongue across her skin. Kerry shuddered, imagining his fangs sinking deep, feeding on her.

"We can't do this," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"What's stopping us?"

"You're... my brother."

"And yet, you stir something in me no other woman has." He grasped her hand, guiding it to his erection pressing against her. "You're mine, baby—made just for me."

Kerry's life spirals into chaos when her mother marries a vampire. As someone who thought vampires were just myths, she struggles to accept their reality. But nothing could prepare her for her dangerously seductive new stepbrother, who seems determined to make her his. Is their bond a twist of fate, or something far darker?

Someone at Ravenwood High is a killer.
After a brutal murder leaves the school locked down, ordinary students suddenly become suspects, and one of them knows far more than they're willing to admit.
Rina thought she knew her friends. She was wrong.
The ex-boyfriend the police are certain is guilty, even when the evidence doesn't add up. The charming boy who watches her like he's waiting for her to remember something. The quiet girl who knows every secret and shares none of them. The mysterious new transfer student who seems to be hunting someone of his own. And the detective Rina has trusted with the truth since the very first day.
Any one of them could be hiding the answer.
As more secrets surface, and someone starts coming after everyone who gets too close to the truth, Rina realizes the murder isn't the beginning of the nightmare. It's the return of one that started three months ago, a night everyone else seems to remember except her.
The closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes to keep asking: what really happened at the pool, and who has been deciding, all along, what Rina is allowed to remember?

They took everything from her and thought she'd bow down. But in a marriage of convenience with a mysterious librarian/Billionaire, Ava is about to reclaim her life, one shocking revelation at a time.
A forced marriage to a man she barely knows is the last thing Ava Patel wanted. But when her family leaves her no choice, she finds herself tied to Liam—a man whose gentle care makes her feel things she never expected.
As his kindness and affection pull her in, Ava discovers that her husband is living under a false identity, concealing secrets that could shatter everything she believes.
Why would a billionaire hide his true self? And what secrets from the past threaten to tear them apart just as Ava starts to fall?