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Married to a man you can't recognize?

It was a contract marriage, they've been married for two years.

She didn't even look at his face on their wedding day.

She can't recognize him if she sees him, they only met once and that was on their wedding day.

He lives in Italy and she lives in New York. Till it all changed, they have to live together and give birth to an heir. He is fire, she is fireworks.

"The Blaze clan has 9 sons and you must stay away from them before you lose your sanity."
Thiago Blaze is much older than I am and carries scars on his hardened soul. I don't know if I can keep being his personal maid without being killed or falling for him. Things get even more complicated when the Blazer Father tries to marry me to take my father's research. But what looks like any billionaire family is actually a dangerous game. And the Blaze's wants the company, the city, my body — everything.

Nothing good comes from a knock at the door after sunset—especially not when Javier Briar’s corpse is cooling upstairs, his blood still soaking through my silk sheets.

So when Detective Clive Morrow appears on my porch one suffocating New Orleans night, I expect fear, hesitation, the usual human trembling. Instead, he looks at me with steady calm, claiming he’s here to investigate Javier’s disappearance. I know he’s lying. The question is why.

Clive is too observant, too composed, too familiar with the way monsters move. Our conversation shifts from interrogation to a dangerous, magnetic pull neither of us expected. I smell his suspicion… and something darker beneath it. Curiosity. Desire. A warning.

Then the manuscript pages begin to appear.

Pages written in my handwriting, describing Javier’s final night with chilling detail—the betrayal, the fight, the blood. Pages I have no memory of writing. Each one contradicts the last, casting me as villain, victim, or something far worse.

As we dig deeper—uneasy allies bound by secrets—we uncover that Javier was connected to a hidden ring hunting supernatural beings. Someone manipulated him. Someone staged his body. Someone crafted the manuscript to destroy the fragile trust forming between Clive and me.

And that someone wants him to kill me… or wants me to kill him.

When the true enemy reveals herself, the trap snaps shut. Clive becomes a weapon against me, forced by compulsion to strike. The only way out is a secret I’ve buried for a century—my blood can rewrite memory. One taste breaks the control and binds us in ways neither of us foresaw.

But victory leaves scars. Clive remembers everything. I remember every sin. And upstairs, where Javier died, a new page waits—one neither of us wrote.

She didn’t think. She didn’t care.
Mara shoved him against the cave wall, her fingers clawing at his torn shirt, ripping it away to reveal the hard planes of his chest, scarred and glistening with sweat.
His growl vibrated against her mouth as he spun her, pinning her beneath him on the cold stone floor.
His hands gripped her thighs, bruising in their intensity, as he drove his rock hard cock into her, their pace quickening, desperate, and needy until the world narrowed to the heat.
They lay there, breathless, the cave’s silence broken only by their ragged breathing.
But the desert night held its secrets, and somewhere beyond the cave, a faint, ominous hum stirred the air—a reminder that their fight was far from over.


Mara Kane—battle-hardened, relentless, and haunted by her brother’s mysterious death—hunts a monster. Her target is Silas Varkis, a centuries-old brooding vampire, hiding as a mechanic in the dying desert town.
Their first meeting is a brutal collision of steel and fang… until a blood cult crashes the fight, forcing hunter and hunted into a fragile truce.
Bound by danger and smoldering desire, Mara and Silas are thrust into a deadly game of cat and mouse with the Crimson Veil.
As they race across arid landscapes and through perilous secrets, their enemies multiply—and so do the stakes.
As the cult closes in and ancient evil awakens, Mara and Silas must face the darkness within and between them.
Love blooms where blood is spilled, and redemption comes at a brutal cost.

Most of her life all Sasha Stone has ever known is pain. After her pack was attacked when she was 6, she had been taken prisoner. After years of abuse Sasha finally runs way bringing along her 3 month old son. With no where to go, she settles down in a small town in Oregon called called Crystal Waters. With no form of education Sasha takes the job as a maid for one of the most powerful soon to be Alpha of all time. The thing is, she has no idea that he is the most powerful Alpha and that he is her mate.

Zephania Abrahms is tired. Not only does he still have to finish off his senior year in high school, he is also being prepared to take the Alpha position which can happen soon. With having no time to do anything, Zephania hires a maid to clean the house so he has more time, little did he know he just hired his mate and that she has a son.

Will Zephania be able to look past that his mate has a son and accept her or will he reject her for making a family without him?

Will Sasha be able to look past her abuse and just let fate take its course or will her stubborness and fear keep her from being truly happy.

And what will happen when some one is after Sasha and her son? Will Zephania be able to protect what is his?

That night in the velvet shadows of the masked club, I was nothing but a body for sale.
My own brother auctioned me, and the man who bought me claimed every inch of my skin with a hunger that felt like fire. He was a nameless stranger in the dark, leaving me with nothing but bruised lips and a memory I tried to bury.

The next morning, the mask was gone.

Standing before me was Ethan Blackwell, the ruthless billionaire who ruined my family and the man I’m now forced to marry.
Now I’m trapped in his penthouse, playing the part of the perfect wife while carrying a secret that’s growing inside me.

Freya Ashford's biggest regret in life wasn't marrying me, but that she never truly looked at me. We were sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams; she was researching immortality, and I was researching how to win her love—"It is an eternal power, and an eternal pain." This riddle led us down different paths. On the day of the prom, in front of the entire school, she pointed her finger at me and said, "You can't prove your love for me at all." But she didn't know that she would lose miserably.

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

I had just arrived abroad for a legal conference when my best friend sent me a video.
An unfamiliar woman was chatting while pushing Dexter’s mother, Jenny, around the neighborhood, claiming to be Dexter’s wife.
My hand, holding the phone, froze.
If she’s Dexter’s wife… then who am I?
I immediately called my husband and asked,
“Did you change family doctors?”
He paused for a second, then replied with a laugh, “Yes. Mom didn’t like the old one, so we switched. I haven’t had a chance to tell you yet. Why do you ask?”
I forced a casual chuckle. “No reason. I just missed you.”
After hanging up, I rushed home overnight.

I loved Vincent Jones for three years.
Even after his "amnesia," he still remembered only me. So I played along, threw away my study abroad dreams, stayed up all night building his game, forgave every broken promise and every bruise he left behind.
Then I found out I was carrying his child.
And from outside that VIP room door, I heard him laughing with his true love, counting up my humiliations like trophies.
He was never sick.
It was all a game.
The missing bracelet in the rain? That was number one.
Sabotaging my scholarship? That was seventy-two.
The fall that took our baby and broke my leg? Ninety-nine.
And number one hundred? He was going to destroy my life’s work, my game, in front of everyone I knew.
So. He wanted to bet my heart for sport?
Then I'll give him a death he can't come back from.
Claire Bennett died in that plane crash.
Now? You can call me June An.
And Vincent Jones? He's going to pay for every single one of the hundred times he broke me.

Self-made CEO Angela Vale dies in a high-speed car crash, only to wake up on an 1800s execution block. Trapped in the body of a low-ranking maid framed for poisoning the royal princess, she has zero voice to defend herself.
When the terrifyingly handsome Emperor Alexander spares her neck at his daughter's request, Angela thinks she survived the worst. But the palace is full of vipers. That very night, the evil Queen Mother gives her a deadly choice: seduce the cold-hearted Emperor in thirty days, or be quietly strangled.
Without a voice, Angela has to use her sharp corporate brain to navigate lethal court politics, play the icy King like a violin, and survive a world trying to kill her, again.

ENEMIES TO LOVERS + FAKE DATING + NEIGHBORS + HOCKEY CAPTAIN + CHEER CAPTAIN

Nicolas Herrera is used to winning. As the captain of UC San Diego’s hockey team, with a dangerously charming smile and an ego to match, he knows exactly the effect he has on people on and off the ice.

Bárbara Hendler is no different. As UCLA’s cheer captain, she’s always been in control, effortlessly perfect in everyone’s eyes… until her equally perfect boyfriend, hockey player Declan Hawkins, shatters her heart.

Now, with her pride bruised and her image on the line, Bárbara refuses to let anyone see her fall apart especially not in the university she’s always ruled.

But when an unexpected fire turns her life upside down and forces her to share the same building and hallway with Nicolas Herrera, everything she carefully built starts to unravel.

They can’t stand each other. That much is clear.

Which doesn’t stop them from realizing they might be exactly what the other needs.

A fake relationship seems like the perfect solution: Nicolas needs the spotlight to secure a crucial student election, while Bárbara just wants to prove—to everyone, and especially to herself that she’s over her ex.

Simple. Strategic. No feelings involved.

Or at least, that was the plan.

Between sharp banter, high-stakes games, and a dangerously close living arrangement, pretending starts to feel all too real and the line between performance and truth begins to blur.

Because maybe the biggest mistake of all… is faking a love that no longer feels like a lie.

I can see other people's net worth.

The day my boyfriend learned he was the long-lost son of the richest man in this city on the East Coast, he came home and lied to my face.

"The DNA test didn't match," Caleb Foster said with a sigh.

Above his head, his net worth climbed past $14 million.

I did not expose him. I only smiled and said, "Don't worry. As long as you can take hardship, there'll always be more of it."

To save my sister, I humbly married into her family, only to be treated like a parasite by my ex-wife, who was worth billions, and suffered endless humiliation.

When she stopped giving my sister her life-saving medication for her male best friend, I was completely desperate. On a snowy night, I plunged off a cliff with my car, and my body was never recovered.

It wasn't until the police presented her with her charred belongings and the truth about how I risked my life to save her that the once aloof woman went completely insane.

Three years later, I rose from the ashes as a multi-billionaire, while she knelt at my feet like a dog, begging and pleading, "Please... just look at me one more time..."

When the car crashed, I took the brunt of the deadly, mangled steel for my brother, Damon, letting half of my face be sheared off and my spine destroyed.

When I woke up in the intensive care unit, he mercilessly tossed an Engagement Termination Agreement onto my hospital bed.

"You're disfigured now, practically a paralyzed cripple. Give Julian up to Lily."

"She's beautiful, healthy, and she's always been in love with him. Having her take your place at the wedding is the best option right now."

The hospital room door wasn't fully closed. I could clearly hear him and our adopted sister, Lily, whispering out in the hallway.

"Damon, you deliberately caused that crash just so I could replace her in the marriage alliance. What if she finds out?"

Damon's tone was indifferent. "She grew up stealing the spotlight as the family heir. Giving Julian to you is the least she can do. Once she signs the papers, I'll put her in the best private nursing home. Consider it compensation."

I bit down hard on my cracked lips. Tears smashed against the deep, bone-exposing lacerations on my face, burning so intensely it made me want to carve the flesh right off.

Lily's sweet voice drifted in: "I'll make sure to compensate her in the future, too."

But Damon, even if I don't sign, you'll both get exactly what you want very soon.

Because the doctor just told me that my body has gone into multiple organ failure due to the severe trauma. I only have a few days left to live.

My mate died throwing himself between me and a band of rogues.
He left me a twelve-million-dollar debt and a son who wasn't even one yet.
For him, I turned away every wolf who came knocking. I never went looking for a second chance mate. I worked until my body gave out, paying off a dead man's debts one dollar at a time.
Then, on the anniversary of his death, I walked into the wrong hotel suite.
My dead mate was alive. And he was in bed with my stepsister.
They were laughing about the stupid little Omega still crying over his grave, and about the son I'd carried, who was never mine at all.
I didn't scream. I didn't cry.
I eased the door shut, walked into my meeting, and started planning their real funeral.

I was carrying his baby when he threw me into the sea. My husband locked me in an iron cage and dropped me to the ocean floor, convinced I’d killed the woman he truly loved. I held up my pregnancy test with shaking hands. I begged him to look. He walked away. I died alone in the dark, my arms wrapped around our child. Then she came back. Alive. Perfect. Crying in his arms. And I could only watch, a ghost he couldn’t see, as he swore to marry her and leave me to rot. He thinks I’m still trapped down there, hating him. He’s about to find out what he really did.

“Stop.” She breathed against his lips. “Fondling me wasn’t a part of the ‘one kiss’ offer.” She grinned, leaning forward to press a fleeting kiss on his parted lips. A bold move even for her but the look in his eyes made it worth the shift in her priority.

The words to respond were sparse. He’d never had someone melt into his arms so willingly. Nor had a woman ever asked him to stop once the act was under way. He untangled himself from her and watched as she smoothed her hair and skirts, “Am I decent?” she had the gall to ask him.

“A misfortune to mine eyes.” He commented as a silence fell over them.

“It was a pleasure meeting your acquaintance.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“A pity it must be cut short.” He teased, waiting for her to either sink into him or leave so that he may relieve himself.

“If you’ll excuse me,” Mendora had finally caught her breath, recalling Ginger would be on the lookout for her by now so that even if she wanted to stay, it was impossible, “I have been away for too long.”


Mendora Agnus Garrick, a young debutante prone to appallingly unusual notions had found herself doing that which she had sworn off...falling in love and with notorious rake Solaire Gidean Demaris, a man unlikely to consider the prospect of marriage or love.


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Isabella Conti thought she was safe until Dante Moretti arrived. Handsome, lethal, and impossibly dominant, he doesn’t just want her he wants revenge. Their families’ past is stained with blood: Isabella’s father killed Dante’s father, and Dante’s father murdered Isabella’s aunt.

Now, desire and revenge collide. Every heated touch, every possessive kiss, draws Isabella deeper into Dante’s world a world where passion is punishment, and surrender comes at a dangerous cost.

Can she resist the man who wants her body and to make her pay or will their deadly past consume them both?

Seventeen-year-old Wren Calloway has one rule: never fall for someone who smells like gasoline and danger. Then Rook Mercer parks his motorcycle outside her father's garage, and every rule she's ever made starts breaking one by one.

Rook isn't just a boy with a bike and a bad reputation. He's the reluctant heir to the Iron Saints — the most feared biker mafia in Harlow County — and he's been ordered to watch Wren's family without her knowing why. But watching turns into talking, talking turns into something neither of them can name, and the secrets Rook is keeping could destroy the only world Wren has left.

When Wren discovers that her father's garage sits on land the Iron Saints want at any cost, and that the boy she's falling for knew about it all along, she has to choose between the fury of betrayal and the terrifying possibility that Rook is the only person standing between her family and ruin.

Iron and Wildflowers is a story about loyalty, fire, and the kind of love that doesn't ask for permission.

New blurb: In a world where traditional roles are shattered, meet the enigmatic pair—Alpha and Omega.

The Omega defies the stereotype of weakness, while the Alpha discovers he's not as omnipotent as he once believed.

Forget about white fur, black fur, or any fantastical notions. In this reality, she doesn't cook, he does, and they both possess an unexpected allure that transcends the ordinary.

There are no damsels in distress here, and crowns like "Alpha King," "Red Alpha," or other such titles are merely empty words.

She's a rogue, and he's an alpha, but fate has a way of twisting expectations.

Bonds form and bonds break, but who said they were meant for each other?

Mates may come and go, but that doesn't define their worth.

He doesn't require a Luna, and she has no use for an alpha.

When the Alpha stumbles, it's the Omega who tends to his wounds.

And remember, the Alpha and Omega here aren't bound by conventional gender norms.

Buckle up for a story where "forever" takes on a whole new meaning.

Discover their captivating journey in "Alpha and Omega," where the lines between strength and vulnerability blur, and destiny takes its unpredictable course.

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“Even if your blood didn’t flow through my veins from our binding,” he began, his voice low and throaty as if his touch ignited something in him too. He licked his lip and her gaze tracked the movement. “Even if I weren’t of alpha blood with a powerful wolf…” His face lowered until he was only a hairsbreadth away from kissing her. “I would still be able to hear your heart from across the room and know your words are dripping with lies.”
Isla gasped and yanked away from his touch. “I’m not lying!” she yelled in desperation.
The Mate Killer sighed and shook his head again. “It doesn’t matter nonetheless.”
He turned away, the towel around his waist hanging precariously low.
“What doesn’t matter?” she asked, following after him. “Just let me go.”
“I can’t,” he said, digging through a bag of clothes.
“You can’t or you won’t?”
“Either. It’s all semantics.”
“Why?!”
“Because I’ve made my decision.”
“What decision?”
“That you’re mine,” he said, his back still turned.


Prince Sylvan of Eredhal, the Mate Killer, the man who threatens to kill her mother and destroy her kingdom. One decision to take matters into her own hands leads Princess Isla of Tridea straight into the enemy's encampment. With dagger in hand, she is ready to kill the sleeping Prince herself... Until large fingers wrap around her wrist, stopping her plan cold and sparking a connection that will lead two enemies even further into ruin. Hidden identities, a seemingly never-ending war, a man who can't take a mate, a woman who refuses to accept love from a monster, magic that cannot be controlled and a secret that threatens to tear all of existence apart... And it all hinges on them.

"Say another word and I'll bite your tongue off, you'll lose it."
He replied in a daring tone and my sense told me that he wasn't playing this time around.
I would rather endure the pain than to make sure that I lost any part of my body.
"I would prefer I die... Ah!" I screamed when his fangs sank into my neck drawing blood like it was a fountain gushing out.
I was stupefied but my hands couldn't move anymore.


Naomi： a human girl who had been a slave for many years of her life, and now had zero hope of escaping it after being trafficked.
Lucian： the vampire lord and leader of the Pure Bloods, and a very successful business man who is a Billionaire.
What happens when both of their worlds collide, after Lucian agrees to work with the government of the country to unveil the underworld?
This is a story of love, crime, and of course blood.

Ashley thought she could outrun her past—but a broken-down car on a deserted highway throws her into a brutal biker ambush.
Her world collides with the Steel Vipers MC, a brotherhood bound by steel, loyalty, and danger. Rescued by four men—Nolan, the commanding President; Jax, the scarred Enforcer; Ace, the silver-tongued VP; and Cole, the reckless Prospect—Ashley is pulled into their world... and into their hearts.
With rival gangs, a ruthless cartel, an obsessed ex, and a relentless detective closing in, trust turns to temptation, desire, and a forbidden bond with all four men.
On the open road, survival isn't guaranteed... but wild, dangerous love just might be.


"You don't get to choose who I protect," Nolan growled, blood dripping from his ribs. "You just get to live with the fact that you're worth dying for."
Ace's grin cut through the smoke: "Careful, princess—keep showing off like that and I might have to claim you right here on the bar."
Jax pressed his forehead to hers, gunfire echoing behind them: "I don't promise, Ashley. I deliver. And tonight, you're mine to deliver alive."
Cole's voice slid over the phone: "The desert swallows secrets, querida—but it won't swallow you. I'm coming to dig you out of their bones."

“He held my robe and ripped the buttons off before he bit my neck.
He began to suck on it like he was looking for something and without being able to control it, I began to let out moans of pleasure.
"You smell so delicious Astra, don't wear this perfume around anyone that isn't me" he said before he began to trace his tongue down from my neck to my chest.
"Open your legs" I felt his cold wet tongue touch my clit as his hands traced down the wall of my cunt.
"I want to eat you." His voice growled, it was only then I realized what he was about to do.


Astra, the illegitimate daughter of the King of Eldoria, is born from an affair with a mage disguised as a maid.
Her life is full of sorrow, made worse when she watches her mother die in place of the queen, sacrificed by Morgoth, the Dragon King. Morgoth demands the king produce a daughter to marry his son, sealing Astra’s fate.
Betrayed by her family, Astra is sent away under the lie of marrying a distant duke, only to discover she is the chosen bride for the Dragon Prince. At first, she sees a kinder side of him, but his darker nature soon drives her to flee. Pregnant and alone, Astra must wrestle with her growing magical powers and her role as the mate of the King of Dragons.

"In a world where stereotypes reign, can Levi and Charlotte overcome their differences and show everyone that love knows no boundaries?"

Levi and Charlotte follows the tumultuous love story between Charlotte Melbourne, an introverted student, and Levi Wright, the notorious bad boy with a hidden heart of gold.

Charlotte Melbourne lives in London with her family. She admires the quiet life and avoids trouble unlike her younger brother who is the direct opposite of her. Almost abruptly, her meticulously structured life takes an unexpected turn as her family emigrates to the U. S. Coincidentally, she transfers to Levi's school.

Levi Wright is the classic definition of a bad boy with his irresistible charisma and rebellious nature. His parents aren't happy with his rambunctious antics even his twin brother, Jacob. Deep beneath the surface, Levi hides the scars of a painful childhood, seeking solace in bullying, smoking and motorcycle rides.

When these two completely opposite worlds collide, it sets off sparks that neither of them can ignore. Initially, Charlotte is determined to steer clear of Levi, knowing that he can only lead to trouble and heartache. However, a twist of fate lands them as seat mates in school, forcing them into each other's lives.

My father died owing the Salvi family a hundred and forty thousand dollars.

I didn't find out until Vittorio Salvi walked into the bar where I work and told me exactly how he intended to collect — not in cash, but in me. A wedding. His son. A debt paid in the currency of my whole life.

I ran straight into the one man in Ironport with more reason to hate the Salvi name than I do.

Damien "Ghost" Cole runs the Ravage Kings the way he runs everything else — controlled, careful, six years deep in a grief he's never let anyone close enough to see. His brother died because of a debt that wasn't even his. Mine just walked into his garage wearing someone else's blood money on my back.

He says he's keeping me safe. He says it's leverage. He says a lot of things with his jaw locked tight and his eyes doing something that isn't careful at all.

I know better than to trust a man with a war to win. I know better than to want the way he looks at me like I'm not a debt, not a bargaining chip, just — mine, somehow, in a way nobody's ever bothered to claim before.

Vittorio Salvi wants a wedding. Damien Cole wants a war. And I'm done being the thing men decide over my head.

Ironport was built on debts nobody survives paying off.

I intend to be the first.

Warning/*/*Warning
BDSM and Love
Prepare to indulge your self in a world where lust, sin and sexual Debauchery have no boundaries, sexuality dominates and fantasies come alive. Every Dream of yours is sure to come to life in this electric compilation of erotic shorts.

I felt warm soft lips on my neck. My body felt like it was igniting.
“Your skin is so soft.” A voice said against my neck.

It was a familiar smooth voice that felt like it was filled with a richness. I felt a soft bite into my neck, and I moaned. Large hands slid down my sides. My knee went up and those large hands slid up my thighs, gently, caressing me.
The hands came up and moved between us to grab at my breasts.
The mouth that was occupying my neck moved down kissing my throat. My hands slid from his pale skin to his muscled back and wrapped into clean white hair.
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Grey Eyes, black wings, and white hair that reminded me of silver. That was my future. A mastermind behind a stone mask. Someone who had been my bully all throughout my childhood. He became my captor, my husband, my abuser, my protector, my comfort, my partner, and my lover.

War is horrible, there is no other universal truth that is truer. It turns its victims, and everyone is a victim in war, into monsters and the victors write history. History shows that the winners where courageous and the good guys. The truth is the people who write history, the winners, they’re sinister. You must be to win.

Mr. Ethan's business is bankrupt and in debt, so he turns to the powerful but ruthless Lucas for help. However, the price of preserving his livelihood is something Mr. Ethan could never have imagined: his daughter, Grace.

Grace Ethan is a hardworking and kind-hearted young woman who has tirelessly searched for work to help her father in need but has been rejected repeatedly. She is angry when she finds out that her father has promised her a job as Lucas' secretary and his wife. Torn between her loyalty to her father and her own life, Grace is thrown into a world of power, arrogance, and control embodied by the tyrannical Lucas.

When Grace reluctantly joins the Lucas Consulting Firm, her boss, Lucas, has high expectations of her and demands even higher terms. But as time passes and their lives intersect, Lucas' cold exterior crumbles to reveal a man wrestling with his demons. Despite the manipulation and hardships, Grace remains determined and unsure if she can accept her fate.

Will Grace find a way to get through this risky arrangement without losing herself? Or will Lucas' control and secret affection be enough to change both of their lives forever?

"You're late," he said, without turning.
Lydia smirked and let the door swing shut behind her with a solid thud. "By exactly two minutes. Hardly a capital offense."
"Two minutes," he repeated. "Do you even know what I could do to you in that time?" He finally turned to face her and the moment his eyes landed on her, they changed. The look he gave her made her legs unsteady.
Her breath caught in her throat. "Enlighten me."
He stopped just inches away. Close enough she could smell him. He didn't touch her but somehow she could already feel his hands and mouth like they were everywhere.
"I could have you up against this wall," he said slowly, eyes fixed on hers. "Your dress on the floor. My hand on your throat. And your mouth too busy moaning my name."
Lydia squeezed her thighs together, her breathing catching. She was already warm all over, the ache building fast. And like he could feel it, Ethan reached up, brushing one finger along the strap of her dress. She shivered.
The strap slid down her shoulder. Than the other. The dress slid down her body without resistance, looking at her feet. She didn't try to catch it. She just stood there, bare and breathing hard, her breast rising with each inhale.
Ethan's eyes moved over her slowly. "Easy," he said under his breath.
Lydia tilted her head and gave the faintest smile. "I'm good at following instructions." She tugged lightly at the hem of his shirt. "Can't say the same for you."


What if your nightmares were memories of past lives?
Every night, Ethan Laurent dreams of the same girl dying in his arms. Every night, he fails to save her. And every morning, he wakes up with the taste of her blood on his lips and a name he can't remember.
As the powerful heir to one of the strongest werewolf bloodlines, Ethan has everything - looks, status, and a reputation that makes every girl at LuxeMount Academy want him. But he's hiding something dark behind that perfect face.
Then Lydia Bailey shows up, and suddenly his carefully controlled world starts cracking. There's just one tiny problem: every time they get close, history tries to repeat itself. And this time? They're running out of chances to get it right.
Can they break the cycle before it destroys them both? Or were they doomed from the start?

Formerly known as law and order

Book 2 of the past series

Mecianda; A country ruled by the rich and powerful elite called the six feathers. Their preys we're the weak and poor, nobody could question them because they held more power than the president of the country but............ Someone decided to bring them to justice.

Jeremy Akinsola, a renowned lawyer, who had a tragic event in the past came back to mecianda after twenty years to find and get his revenge on the killer of his family. But, he did not expect to meet a lawless and injustice country.

Along the line, he met Lara Johnson, a detective who believes in justice and order for the weak. Jeremy fought to find justice for those who had been involved with the feathers. Alongside his trusted friend and bodyguard Yomi, Lisa his personal assistant, Mary a reporter, and James a criminalistic and Others who wanted justice for those who had been wronged.

It wasn't going to be an easy task but there was nothing bad if they tried.

Will they succeed? Will they bring law and order to the country? What would happen to the six feathers?

Find out in this story.
A thriller and action story.

Let go catch some bad guys??

Angel Matthew was tired of being the only virgin girl on campus, until New Year's Eve she gave her virginity to Erick Cullen- a new student at class.

After the union of their bodies. Angek was faced with a the fact that Erick is a vampire. She tried not to believe it, but the appearance of Jack Wild - a handsome werewolf who was also after her - was proof that all of this was real.

When Angel wanted to dodge, it was too late, because she was a "Holy Maiden" that their clan was fighting over.

*You are my mate. Like it or not, I will fuck you *
Warning 18+ ⚠️MATURE READERS ONLY⚠

I crossed my arms in front of my chest, embarrassed and vulnerable at my nudity, and whimpered, "But..."

He cut me off, his voice harsh, "Let me be clear. I don't want you now, and I will not want you in the future. Do you understand?"

My wolf whimpered in my head, her tail tucked between her legs. I was speechless, powerless to speak, as a massive lump formed in my throat. Tears came to my eyes and streamed silently down my cheeks.

Nothing had changed.

He didn't want me.

I'm just a slave.

She spat, “Get off me!” and tried to wrench free.

I steadied myself and pinned her gently, drawing her hands above her head with mine.

She smelled of lilac and citrus, a bright, impossible scent that I wanted to bathe in. The sight of her—jaw set, lashes damp—clawed at something low and old in me. I get lost looking into her eyes. I get a sense of her anger, annoyance, fire and fierceness from them. Her scent was intoxicating. My eyes start wondering and tracing the features of her face; her perfect nose, angular jaw, and her polished plump sweet looking lips. It led me down to her throat where I could see her strong pulse on the side of her neck. Her neck led down to her beautiful, heaving chest. I could see the outlines of her sensual curves through her dress. She was impeccable.

Killian has spent his life building walls. A seasoned warrior shaped by battle and loss, he trusts discipline and steel far more than people. The last thing he expects is the fierce, stubborn woman who challenges him at every turn.

Alexandria refuses to be dismissed, and Killian quickly realizes she is unlike anyone who has ever crossed his path. As she fights for respect among warriors who doubt her and navigates tensions within the settlement, their reluctant partnership begins to shift into something far more dangerous than rivalry.

But whispers spread, loyalties are tested, and both must decide what they are willing to fight for.

In a world forged by steel and survival, two warriors discover that the greatest battle may not be on the training ground—but in risking their hearts.

Because sometimes the fiercest storms lead you exactly where you were meant to be.

Arabelle, a 20 year old girl was born into poverty along with her sister and her single mother. As the eldest, she has been juggling in between jobs to support her family. Her sick mother can't do anything about it but to accept their fate. They have to live from the mercy of other people just to get by. She knows that their lives will never change unless she gets a job with good compensation. That's why when she saw the job ad as a maid in a mansion, she didn’t hesitate to go and apply for it.

Little that she knows her employer will be a vampire. Ralph is almost 200 years old and lives amongst humans. He hires maids just to make sure that he will not be discovered. After all, having a human around is like having an emergency snack. Every maid who has been to the mansion has mysteriously disappeared. As if they never existed since there is no body that has been found. Arabelle didn’t know about it. She will soon find out the mystery about the missing people from the mansion.

Amidst the mystery, she will find herself falling for Ralph. After all, it 's hard to resist his vampire charm whenever she looks at him straight to his eyes. As if he always has something to tell her. While Ralph seems to be drawn to her because of his past. Arabelle doesn't have a clue since he's being careful not to show her. They are both trying to hide their feelings from each other. But the more they hide it, the more their feelings for one another shows. As if betraying both of them in the process.

Giana Ortega has always lived by her own rules—running her family’s farm, tending her beloved horse Majestic, and keeping her heart guarded from the world. But when a long-forgotten letter reveals her father has died and she has three half-siblings, everything she knows about her life is thrown into question.

Then there’s Pablo Ortiz—a mysterious, captivating man with a little girl in tow. Drawn to his warmth and quiet strength, Giana finds herself falling in ways she never expected. But Pablo carries secrets that could shatter their fragile happiness, including a past that refuses to stay buried.

As love ignites and loyalties are tested, Giana must navigate family drama, hidden truths, and her own heart. Can she embrace the life—and love—she’s always dreamed of, or will the secrets surrounding Pablo and her own family keep them apart?

Two sisters, one fate. A Queen cursed to become a monster, a sister forced to work with pirates and former General Prince. A Sorcerer forced to face the demons of his past.

Crown and Curses is a story of betrayals, loves of all kind, and perhaps even some redemption for dark souls.

read if you want a new green flag gangster boyfriend.
read if you want to be a badass ass kicking gangster's daughter.
read if you are in love with a friend.
read if a hot stranger at a party has ever carved your name on your ex's back.
read if you carry a knife around just for your new friend to use said knife on people that touch or breathe near you.
read if you love to torture people.
read if you want to fall in love with the towns number one killer.
read if you love knife violence.
read if you drink vodka.

Meet Valerie and Chase and fall in love with their story.
no they don't hate each other.
no they aren't in opposite gangs, well, they are but not rival gangs.

Read to know more.

P.S. all chapter titles are a list on things that can kill you/ ways to kill a person.

She's name Rosalyn, a seventeen-year-old girl who lives in a world that is difficult for others to understand or hear because it has become more like a fantasy but still exists and is real to us.
Her world consists of several classes, i.e. paranormal, and each class has its own kingdom, and this kingdom is divided into divided branches, ruled by a king, but the king of that kingdom remains the final ruler over their land as the kingdom of werewolves. No one knows who he is or how he is formed, especially those who live in the outskirts of small tribes.
Everyone has a unique wolf inside him, but the alpha wolves remain the strongest among us and of course the weakest of them is me. Not many months have passed since she transformation and it was the first day her wolf set foot on the ground and the people of her herd were impressed by her transformation because who was At her age, She carried a strong wolf or wolf, but in her case, the picture differs with her because her wolf is very young and caused me to break a rib or two of her body when transforming, and this is what caused to her a lot of bitter bullying.

Larkin thought she had the perfect life. After a tragic accident as a young girl leaves her family broken, she finds happiness later in her husband Eric and their children. During her last pregnancy however she discovers that the two people closest to her have committed the ultimate betrayal. Faced with the impossible Larkin finds an ally and love where she least expects it, and he waste no time in claiming her heart and body.

Two people must learn to stay together for the sake of their son, will they also learn how to fall in love? What should we expect in a relationship bounded by a child, will that child become the reason they decide to give their relationship a second chance, or will their differences come between their happiness?
How are two completely different individuals going to make living a lie, even after being divorced? This is a story, where the lady tries to mend the relationship with her ex-husband, because of her son, and a father, trying to be the good son to his dad. By keeping a deep secret. What?

I had heard of arranged marriages.

Of fathers making arrangements with someone else to marry off their daughters. There was a time when such a practice was quite common.

I always knew I wasn't going to get married unless that man proved to me that he was the one. I thought I found him once, I got my heart broken in the worst way.

I was alone for a while keeping cupid's arrows away from me and my heart.

One bad day I met a man who needed a wife, and I needed money.

It sounds bad, I know. But there are things that need money and I didn't have any at the time.

It was something important that I promised myself to do when I could, and worked hard to get it, but it was never enough.

I thought a cupid appeared far away. The idiot was always around, just silently.

He shot his arrows and hit me right in the heart, then laughed at me as he found me alone again.

Cupid was evil, and he liked human suffering. More so that of unrequited love.

'I wish I understood any of this Chris…' I innocently stated, and that was all the push that he needed.

He rummaged through the room, throwing things everywhere. He only stopped when he opened the drawer and read through a letter that he found there. Then he turned back towards the door.

'Chris, stop, please!', I cried. 'What does this have to do with my mother?'

Without turning around, he said gravely 'By sunrise, I don't want to see you here again. Pack up your things and leave, go anywhere, I don't care, but not here’. Of all the awful mistakes that I could have made…., he continued, I'd never envisioned falling in love with my sister to be one of them.

“I, Chris Nexus, reject you, Nina Thunderheart, as my mate”. He coldly declared.


In the quiet hills of Ava, secrets and shadows lurk within the lives of the Yoma and Yitta packs. Chris, a young and willing Alpha, finds himself vulnerable to his father’s deception, causing him to tear apart from his lover and mate, Nina. As revelations of past betrayals surface, their combined willpower is the only defense that stands against the forces that threaten to tear the delicate fabric of their pack.

"In a world where rejection meant isolation and pain, Ellen, an Omega with no pack, endured the harsh words of Alpha Greg, the one who should have been her mate. But the Moon Goddess had a different plan for her.

With unwavering determination, Ellen fought back against her alpha's cruelty and found solace in the arms of a stranger - the enigmatic Lycan king. Their passionate encounter left her with more than just memories; it left her with a secret that could change everything.

As the new moon approaches, Ellen's life takes a dramatic turn. The Lycan king is set to return, but he remains oblivious to the truth she carries. How will he recognize the woman who once stood before him, and will he uncover the astonishing secret of her unborn children?

In a world woven with hidden alliances and long-buried truths, Ellen's journey is poised to shatter all expectations. Prepare yourself for a story of love, betrayal, and the unbreakable strength of motherhood in a world where destiny's twists are boundless."

I gently shut my eyes as his soft breaths caressed my face. I wanted to live in this moment forever. To forget about everything else. Families, duties, nature, everything. I didn't want to be the future leader of my coven at that moment. I didn't want to be weighed down with responsibilities and expectations. I just wanted to be me. The keeper of nature that was in love with two of nature's forbidden entities. The girl who abandoned the light and chased the darkness. The witch that was in love with her nemesis.

Elysa Dawson – the shining jewel of Dawson Group, a symbol of talent, pride, and elegance – had shared a seven-year-long love with Kael Brown, son of the Brown Corporation, a romance hailed as “legendary” in the eyes of the media.
But when she received the devastating news of terminal stomach cancer, with only two months left to live, Elysa made a desperate choice: to end her own life. Fate would not allow her to die, and to keep Kael from witnessing her decline, she pretended to lose her memory, pushing the man she once loved away.
Yet Elysa never imagined that the pain and betrayal ran even deeper than she thought. Falsified medical records, a plot to seize control of Dawson Group, the mysterious death of her best friend… all pointed to a horrifying truth. The person she hated the most was, in fact, the only one silently protecting her.
After three years of disappearing into the shadows, Elysa returned – cold, sharp, and powerful. She began her revenge: manipulating markets, spreading rumors, and piercing Kael’s heart with sweetly cruel strikes.
But when the truth was revealed, when the Dawson family’s conspiracy unraveled, she realized that the seven-year love had never truly left – and the one who never let go of her was Kael.
A story of hatred, love, betrayal, and the power of love that endures the darkness, where pain becomes a scar, both eternal and beautiful.

Lia, a fun bubbly lady who isn’t scared to say what’s on her mind, meets Liam who believes women should do as they’re told and keep their thoughts and opinions to themselves.

Lia and Liam never see eye to eye, they both despise each other. Lia thinks he’s an egoist, who doesn’t care about what others think, or how others feel.
Liam on the other hand, doesn’t like Lia because she’s a chatterbox who can’t keep her opinions to herself and she's the one lady on earth who isn’t interested in him or his money.

The two meet at an event organized by Liam’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
The two immediately had an argument on who should lead the project their parents assigned to them a few days ago.
Seeing this, their parents misunderstand their arguing as Love bickering, and Mrs. Wilde, Lia’s mum, brought up the idea of getting the kids married to strengthen the bond between the two families, and also help both businesses become one under Liam.

Overhearing their conversations, Liam and Lia immediately showed their disapproval. Their parents, however, weren’t the ones who gave up easily.

Constant pressure from their parents forced the pair to sign a contract, portraying a fake relationship to the public.

For ten years, I've been the biggest joke in Eden Fortress—a madman who draws a broken bow eight thousand times a day.
Duke, the plutocrat's heir, even uses me as cannon fodder bait.
But when the Crystalline Tyrant tears through the earth, when S-rank "savior" Duke pisses himself in terror before the monster, at that moment when the entire fortress waits in despair for death—I draw back that broken bow that's been mocked for ten years.

My eyes can see through the essence of all things, my empty bow can shoot down any existence.
From the beast's maw, one arrow obliterates the plutocrat's heir! From within the monster's belly, one arrow defeats the Mountain Tyrant! Above the fortress, one arrow disables all weaponry!

From bottom-tier waste and cannon fodder to the uncrowned king who brings an entire fortress to its knees—I use absolute strength to tell this world: True power never needs anyone's validation!

Nera loves exploring and adventures. Living under her father's rule. There isn't much chance of that happening. She always lived for the stories Sir Garret would bring when he came to visit. It has been at least five years since he last visited. He was off fighting a dark plague that is tainting and twisting the lands. Nera wishes she could help, but she is fighting a different battle at home. Her father is forcing her into marriage. It is not what she wants, but she has to choose soon. Nera will do anything to avoid the shackles of marriage. One day, a few months before her birthday, a visitor came to the estate requesting everyone, including Nera, for some very important news. This News would set into motion events that would change Nera and her world. For better or worse. "This is one of the four Choose your romance stories. Each one will end differently depending on who Nera romances."