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I met him the first chance at freedom I had. He was the boy from the rival team, and I was the coach's daughter. And like the naive child I was, I followed him to the backseat of his car.

An hour later, he kicked me out and left me in the driveway of a stranger's house. I wouldn't have done it if I knew I would get pregnant.

Five years later, he came back.

When Hazel Ellington was twelve, her father brought home a orphan from England named Caden Durham, and her lonely world cracked open. They grew up tangled together — best friends, sworn enemies, and something neither of them dared to name. Then, the night she turned eighteen, Hazel finally gave Caden all of her. By morning, he was gone. No letter. No goodbye. Just an ocean of silence and a father who forbade his name.

Six years later, her father is dead — and Caden is standing in her house again, taller, colder, inked with secrets, and impossible to read.

But grief is the least of Hazel's problems. James Ellington was no ordinary man; his empire has roots in the city's underworld, and his will leaves everything to his "male heir" — a loophole that pits Hazel against the one man she swore never to forgive. They have one hundred days to decide who takes the throne. Rival families circle, hungry for Ellington blood, and someone wants Hazel dead before the clock runs out.

Some loves are a war you're born into. Some are a cage you were never meant to escape.

Follow this dark romance of forbidden bonds, stolen crowns, and real love that transcends it all.

I've always taken things seriously. Even as a kid, I only trusted what I heard for myself.

My best friend said both the boys I'd grown up with had feelings for me.

I went straight to one of them. “Connor, do you like me?”

The tips of his ears turned red, but his answer was sharp. “Get over yourself. Take a look in the mirror. You're short and ugly. Why would I like you?”

I nodded. Okay. Then I found the other one. “Ethan, do you like me?”

He froze for a moment, then said each word clearly. “Yes. I like you. Very, very much.”

I still wasn't sure. With their birthday coming up, I gave each of them a present.

Connor immediately tossed his behind him. “What is this? It's hideous. The girl next door got me something way better.”

Ethan held his carefully against his chest. “I'm so happy. This is the best present I've ever gotten. I'll take good care of it.”

Now I knew. My best friend was wrong. Only Ethan liked me.

Later, as my birthday approached, Connor showed up outside my building early and tossed over two movie tickets.

“Hey, I found these. I've got nothing to do today, so I guess I can go with you—”

I looked at him, then at the tickets, and shook my head.

“I'm going to pass. I've got plans with my boyfriend. I forgot to tell you. Ethan and I are together.”

For six years, I was the secret wife of Logan, the coldest billionaire in New York.

He never acknowledged me in public, and he treated our five-year-old daughter, Mia, like she was invisible.

I thought he was just carrying old wounds.

Until his first love, Serena, came back to New York with her son.

Suddenly Logan had all the time and love in the world. But only for Serena and her son.

When Mia called him "Daddy," he watched her coldly.

He left Mia alone in a freezing snowstorm, then turned around and took someone else's child to see fireworks.

On Mia's birthday, he stood her up to throw a huge party for someone else's son.

That night, Mia handed me her favorite teddy bear, her little heart in ashes, and said, "Mommy, let's go."

So I took my daughter far away, and we vanished without a trace.

A year later, we met again in New York.

The man who'd always stood so far above us set aside all his pride. With red eyes, he blocked my way and begged for another chance.

I looked at him quietly, and felt like I was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with me.

Indianna Hughs has one rule: stay quiet, stay low, and never let anyone get close. After surviving a brutal wolf attack that left her scarred for life and took her father, she’s learned to live in the shadows—unnoticed and untouched. But that all changes when her mom moves them to a new town and a new school, and suddenly Indianna is the new girl with everyone staring.

Especially him.

Greyson Evans is dangerous. Everyone knows it. Tattooed, cocky, and feared by half the school, he’s the kind of boy girls either crush on or run from. Indianna wants to do the latter—but Greyson isn’t letting her disappear. He watches her like he already knows her. Talks to her like they’ve met before. And worst of all… he can speak inside her mind.

She doesn’t want to believe it. She just wants to survive senior year and move on. But when her body starts reacting in ways she can’t explain, and the nightmares she thought she left behind start feeling real again, Indianna is pulled into a world that shouldn't exist. A world of wolves, secrets, and a past that was never finished.

He’s cocky. She’s broken. And neither of them are ready for what’s coming.

“She’s shy,” Brooke said with a shrug.
“Well, come on,” Greyson smiled. “I don’t bite.”
Indianna’s voice was soft, but steady. “Don’t talk about that.”
Greyson’s smirk widened. “Struck a nerve, have I?”

Paul Sutcliffe has spent three years quietly hating Garrett Holt from two rows back in AP Lit, the quarterback who got everything handed to him, including the one apology he never gave her. Then her mother marries his father, and the boy she's hated becomes the boy she shares a bathroom with. Worse: on the night of the wedding, Paul finds proof that Garrett's late mother didn't die in an accident as everyone believes; she was driven out of town, and Paul's own mother helped do it. Now Paul is living under the roof of a family she just helped destroy, falling into uneasy alliance with the one person who has more reason to hate her than she ever had to hate him.

Ava Davis's POV:

I had just walked out of the abortion clinic when I got a call from John Williams' assistant.

"Ms. Davis, we've got a problem. Mr. Williams was photographed with four women at the same time, and the pictures are all over the internet. Reporters have blocked the company entrance."

I closed my eyes, feeling utterly exhausted.

My lower abdomen still ached, like something had been carved out of my body, but what hurt more was my heart—already battered and bruised by this marriage.

"Got it. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

After hanging up, I stuffed the medical records into my bag and walked out of the hospital. The sun outside was so bright I could barely open my eyes.

I raised my hand to shield them, suddenly remembering the first time I met John—the sun had been just as harsh that day.

I was only eighteen then, still a student, handing out flyers on the street when I got heatstroke. I was dizzy and about to collapse when John happened to pass by and caught me.

I remember his eyes—clear as lake water. His high cheekbones, thin lips pressed together with a hint of careless detachment.

In that moment, I fell. Like something had struck my heart, and from then on, there was no turning back.

Looking back now, I was pathetically stupid.

I'd been John's secretary for three years, helping him handle countless scandals. Few people knew that I'd actually been married to him for three years.

In our first year of marriage, he brought a female celebrity home for the night.

I remember sitting in the living room that night, waiting until 3 AM, hearing laughter from the bedroom.

I didn't push the door open. I just sat on the couch all night.

After that, it happened more and more, until I went numb.

He made me wait ten minutes. My mother died in those ten minutes.
For eight years, I gave Damien Cross everything. My career. My paycheck. Every deal I ever closed, signed in his favor. I chased him through college and followed him to Chicago. In thirty days, I was supposed to become Mrs. Cross.
That same day, he left me waiting at my desk to drive his best friend’s little sister to the doctor. All for a cough. He thought I’d still walk down the aisle. He’d always thought I’d show up, no matter what.
So the day before our wedding, I boarded a plane. And I left him a gift—one he would open in front of four hundred guests.
Two years later, his empire is on the auction block. And the woman sent to buy it is me. Now he’s on his knees, begging for a second chance. Too bad I’m already wearing someone else’s ring.

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"So little princess, what do you do for fun?" he asked as he began eating too.
"Nothing much really, but I do love swimming and skydiving a lot, and what about you?" I continued eating my food as I asked.
"I love playing the piano, swimming and…" he drew closer and then licked the stain of food off the side of my lips.
"And of course, looking at my gorgeous wife." He smiled softly.
I couldn't help but blush, so I just faced my food, he didn't move from that spot, and just kept watching me until I was done.
I finished my meal and was about to get up, and then he suddenly dragged me to his chair and carried me up on his lap.
"Now, where do you think you're going, huh? I patiently waited for you to be done with your meal, so it's time for mine," He whispered in my ear, gliding his hands up my legs.

Vanessa Miller has spent two years proving she belongs in the water.

At Sterlingview University, she’s a star swimmer with one goal: win the BUCS Couples Challenge and earn a place in the Championship competition.

There’s only one problem.

She needs a partner. And the best person for the job is Seth Ellis, the last person she would ever work with. He holds a secret that could ruin her swimming career if she partners with anyone else.

Seth is a transferred senior assisting the coach. Determined to prove to his father that he’s not wasted potential, he can handle things alone and deserves his place in Ellivance Holdings a big partner to BUCS events instead of his stepbrother.

They’ve both made it clear they can’t stand each other. But winning means putting their differences aside.

So they make a deal. For three months, they’ll fake a relationship, convince everyone they’re a real couple, and win the Challenge.

It should be simple. Except Vanessa’s life is already becoming complicated.

Someone wants her out of the water.

Rumors and anonymous messages start appearing, and one warning changes everything.

As Vanessa tries to keep her career on track, Seth becomes more than the man she agreed to pretend to date. The jealousy becomes impossible to ignore, the public kisses don’t feel fake, and the tension when he touches her feels dangerously real, making her crave more.

With secrets threatening to tear them apart, their fake relationship could become the biggest risk they’ve ever taken.

Will the lies help them achieve their dreams, or will they ruin her chances of ever reaching the finish line?

"She's naive. A pretty little socialite who got lucky marrying above her station."
"I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"
"How long do we think it'll take before she comes crawling back?" Another voice joins the conversation.
"Three days," Victoria declares. "Five at most. She has no money, no skills, no family. Where's she going to go?"
When Aria Chen divorced billionaire Leon Hart, New York's elite sneered, betting she'd crawl back within days. She never did.
Three years later, the world is rocked when Dr. Aria Vale, CEO of a revolutionary cybersecurity empire, steps into the spotlight. The mysterious genius who built a billion-dollar company from nothing is none other than Leon's discarded wife, the woman everyone thought was just a pretty ornament.
Now, every powerful man wants the queen Leon threw away a renowned scientist seeking partnership, a financial titan proposing an empire, and an actor offering devotion. Each sees the brilliance Leon ignored.
Then Leon discovers the truth: Aria's sacrifices, her secret double life, and the daughter she's been raising without him. For the first time, the man who once took her for granted must fight for her love. But can he compete with men who valued her from the beginning?
A story of love, betrayal, and power where the king must kneel before the queen who never needed saving.

When 19 year old Jordyn Hayes arrives in the small Texas town of Willow Creek, she's looking to disappear and not be found. Scarred by a loveless childhood and abusive father, she doesn't believe in happy endings or anyone sticking around. But then she meets Dustin Walker, a 27 year old army veteran with kind eyes, calloused hands, and a heart full of hope.

Dustin knows the moment he sees her that she's the one. But Jordyn has walls even combat couldn't prepare him for. As summer heats up, so does their connection -- gentle, slow-burning, and more real than anything Jordyn has ever known.

But love doesn't come easy. And sometimes, it takes a little patience, a lot of courage, and the wide-open sky to show someone they're worth loving.

Annaliese, Anna as she likes to be called, has always known something was weird about her parents' private-investigator business, forcing her to be moved from one side of the country to the other at random. But when she arrives at Camp Fun in a beautiful Oregon forest for the summer, she couldn’t have guessed how her life would change forever. Being thrust into the world of werewolves, learning her family's secret, making lifelong friends, and enjoying all the fun being a camper has to offer. This is a summer Anna would never forget.

Elena runs away on her wedding day. She refuses to be sold off to Edward, a lecherous man chosen only to erase the debts left by her late father. That desperate escape leads her to Felix, a stranger who helps her hide from Edward and his men.

But fate is cruel. The man Elena believes to be her savior is actually a cold-blooded hitman. In an instant, her freedom turns into another kind of cage, trading one nightmare for another. Out of the crocodile’s jaws and into the lion’s den.

Which world will Elena choose?
Return to Edward, or stay by Felix’s side, no matter how dark his world may be?

“Raise your gown.”

My breath catches at Demetrius' command.

“What?” I whisper.

“You’re in heat, Talitha.” He says, voice low yet edged like velvet-wrapped steel. “Though you may deny it with your tongue, your body is more honest. It aches, it hungers, and it seeks relief. I can smell how badly you want it, Wildling. How badly you want me.”

My fingers curl into the linen of my shift, knuckles blanching, as a tremor runs through me. “I-I thought you were angry with me.”

“I am. By the Goddess, I am fucking livid.” He growls at once, guttural and strained. “But as much as I would love to punish you to my heart's content, I will not have my mate writhing before me in agony while I stand here pretending as though I do not want to pin you to this damn wall and claim you until the bond between us is unbreakable. To fuck you until your legs can no longer bear your body weight, talk less of aiding you in trying to escape me again.”

•••

Found as a pup with an unknown bloodline, Talitha grows up in an Alpha household until the Luna bears her own child, and Talitha becomes disposable. When the Goddess grants her a mate, Cain Lukoji, Talitha dares to dream of freedom. Instead, she is betrayed, brutalized, and rejected, forced to flee while pregnant and utterly alone.

Years later, Talitha is living quietly and peacefully with her daughter until Alpha King Demetrius Yarrow arrives, claiming her as his fated mate. Furious to find she’s already a mother and has built a life without him, Demetrius refuses to let her go.

Now Talitha must decide whether fate is finally offering her salvation or condemning her to a far crueler yet gilded cage.

They call me a parasite.
An outdated piece of trash. A fraudster hiding in the clouds, sucking the blood of the empire.
They spat at my shadow, threw stones at my door, and made my daughter bind my wrists with spirit-binding silver.
Then they asked me if I had any last words.
I said, "The void is coming."
They burst into laughter.
Now, the sky has cracked open.
Those who once cursed my name are now kneeling in the ashes, begging me for help.
I sat on a cold rock on Greystone Ridge, gazing at the distant firelight.
I could have stopped it all.
But I choose—
To stand idly by.

As a kid, I took everything apart. The trick was getting it back together before Dad noticed.

After college, that particular skill got me a job as a live-in companion and personal care assistant. The pay was outrageous. So was the challenge of the man I’d been hired to look after. He used a wheelchair, wanted nothing to do with anyone, and had already driven away seven assistants.

His mother took one look at me and decided someone his own age might have a chance.

“Keep it simple,” she whispered outside his bedroom. “Don't stare. Just help where you can.”

Then the lock clicked.

She went white. “Gray? Open the door. Don’t scare your mother like this.”

The house manager's spare key wouldn't turn. Everyone started talking at once.

I pulled a bobby pin out of my hair.

“Want me to try?”

When the door opened, I forgot how to breathe.

Graham Sterling, the golden boy from my high school, sat on the other side of it. The boy I'd spent years trying to get over.

His eyes caught on my face. For one impossible second, I thought he remembered me.

Then his expression shut down.

“Get out.”

“Starlight…” His voice was a rasp of pure need, rough with restraint. “You’ll undo me.”

“Then let me,” I whispered, kissing him harder, pouring every ounce of longing into his mouth.

His gaze devoured me, pupils blown wide, eyes glowing with his wolf. “Fuck, Starlight,” he groaned, his hands spanning my waist, possessive and trembling with control. “You’re exquisite.”

He rolled his hips into me, the thick ridge of his erection grinding against my core. The friction made me cry out, head tipping back against the wall.

“I want to worship every inch of you,” he rasped, teeth catching my earlobe. “To taste you until you’re begging me for mercy.” His hand slid up, cupping my breast, thumb circling the taut peak until I arched into him helplessly. “Tell me what you need.”

“Please, Toren,” I whimpered, my voice ragged. “I need you so badly it hurts.”

Kira was never meant to shine.
She was the twin her family despised—the silent, obedient wolf they mocked into invisibility. But when the Alpha Gathering brands her unworthy and casts her out, fate twists in the most terrifying way.

Because he steps forward.
Toren. The Alpha whispered about in fear, the predator who rules through blood and silence. He has never taken a mate. Never bent for anyone.
Until Kira.

With one claim, he binds her to him before the eyes of every pack:
“She belongs to me.”

Now, the girl who was nothing is trapped in the orbit of the most dangerous Alpha alive. His touch scorches, his protection suffocates, his desire is a cage she cannot break. And yet, every look, every whisper, pulls her deeper into his darkness.

Desired. Possessed. Marked.
Kira must choose—fight the bond that terrifies her, or surrender to the Alpha who could devour her whole.

Bella Trump is an aspiring Actress that wanted to fulfill her life long dream as well as her dead mother's of becoming a famous actress.

Her dream and wishes were aborted when she had a one night stand with a man by mistake and her father gave her a mission to spy on the notorious Mafia group in the city if she wanted him to help in sponsoring her Career.

Bella had no other choice than to venture into the Lion's den and there she met the least expected person! The man she slept with.

Gaston Lewiston, the most notorious Mafia lord that ushered several drug distribution across the state.

As things goes on, Bella discovered that behind the mask of a notorious Mafia Lord was a loving man with a painful past.

What happened when Bella asked him to marry her because he slept with her so that she could spy on him?

After returning from abroad for only a few hours, “Kacha,” an ordinary beta, somehow ends up being mistaken for a stalker fan (a sasaeng) by none other than “Ramil,” a top-tier Omega and famous model.

As luck would have it, they’re thrown together again, but this time as photographer and model on the same project.

At first, Ramil seemed dead set on giving Kacha a hard time.
Nitpicking everything.
Constantly picking fights.
Even going as far as to say…

“Someone so ordinary.”

It left Kacha convinced that Ramil must hate him.

Until one day...

“I've been wooing you, Cha.”
“Didn’t you notice?”

Wait… WHAT?!
Where did that come from?!

In a town controlled by fear, Indianna is trying to find a way to survive.
The only goal is to take down Rogue, but with him growing stronger every day it seems impossible.

How can Indianna deal with new people, new challenges, the loss of a mate and a pregnancy, as well as a brother who wants to control the werewolf world and hurt everyone she cares about?

In the end, who will be defeated, her or Rogue?

(SHY BOOK #2)
SEQUEL TO SHY, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE HIGHLY CONFUSED IF YOU DON'T READ THAT FIRST !

"Do what?'', I asked nervously. Damn, I am getting wet having him so close to me.

He smirks and says, "lick you up and down".

Before I can respond he lifts me place me on the counter snugs between my legs and starts kissing and licking me.

His tongue reaches my neck and I shiver. I grew wetter than I already was.

My body was getting hot, my common sense was gone, and I moved my bottom half closer to him.

Hinting to him that I want his fingers inside me. And he did just that, he slid one finger into me. As I got lost in the pleasure, he slid another finger into me.

"AHHHH...HARDER'', lost in the pleasure, I was on the verge of begging for more.


After her divorce, Cleo promised herself that she was done with men. And because of her history, she is determined to stay away from shifters as well. She didn't want a relationship or friendship with a man or a shifter.

However, her best friend Jazz just so happens to be mated with a shifter. A shifter who is the Beta of the most feared pack in America. For some reason, Cleo is drawn to the brother of her best friend mate. As fate will have it a fire happened. Leaving Jazz and Cleo to stay with the Alpha and Beta.

Valenzano wanted his mate for many years. One day he meets his mate who is human. A human who has a bad past with shifters. To not scare her away from him, West and her best friend Jazz keep it a secret that Cleo is Valenzano's mate.

Will Cleo be willing to be Valenzano's mate?
Read the spicy story to find the answer.

Reader description is advised this book contains, strong sexual content, strong language, and violence.

"I'll own you, Selena. I'll do whatever I want with you. Your body will be mine."

—————

Selena Duvain has spent her entire life surviving.

Abandoned by her parents, she sacrificed everything to raise her younger brother. For seven years, Noah was her happiness, her hope, and the man she believed she'd spend forever with.

Until she caught him cheating.

On the very day she was fired from her job. Again.

Heartbroken, Selena drowned her sorrows in alcohol, never expecting that one drunken night would lead her to be saved by the most dangerous man in the city.

Theodore Mateo.

A web of danger and insanity.

And he wanted her.

The next morning, a mysterious woman arrived with an offer that could change Selena's life forever.

Six months.

One mission.

Spy on Theodore Mateo.

It was a chance to escape merely surviving.

She could die.

But she could also live.

It was just for six months, anyway.

But Selena doesn't know that from the moment Theodore laid eyes on her, he knew she would be a danger to him.

Yet, he wanted her.

There are hundreds of photographs of Judith Beauchamp. Every single one was taken without her knowledge.
Every single one was hidden inside Alexander Laurent Devereux's private study.

Alexander insists he was protecting her.

Judith believes he's obsessed.

After surviving a mysterious accident that erased the last decade of her life, Judith wakes up convinced she's still eighteen. Now twenty-eight, she finds herself surrounded by strangers who call themselves family and by one dangerously composed billionaire who calmly claims she's his wife.

He knows everything about her.

The coffee she orders.

The nightmares she has.

The nickname only she has ever called him.

To Judith, there's only one explanation.

He's been stalking her.

But when someone else begins watching from the shadows... leaving behind impossible clues, moving through her life unnoticed, and making sure her memories never return, Judith is forced to question the one thing she was certain of.

If Alexander Laurent Devereux isn't the man hunting her, then why is he always the one saving her?

Once a bright and gentle boy, he has become the backbone of the Special Forces, the Sterling family's pride.
But he is no longer the man she once knew. Now, he is a blade: sharp, cold, and unyielding.

"I still love you," she said, "but I can never forgive you."

He was ready to pay the price.
What he didn’t expect was that the price might be his life.
Because Elena Cooper wasn’t just someone he loved.
She was his life.

"I had thought that after everything that had happened between us, you would at least be willing to talk and open up to me, and we would be like every other couple. I had hoped that we could address what had just transpired between us."

But before I could continue, he cut me off with a sharp, almost dismissive tone.

"Get up and go back to your chambers." He said to me.

“Wait, what?” I blinked, not sure I had heard him correctly.

But his expression remained cold, his eyes were hard as he repeated himself, this time with even less patience.

"I said, leave." He said in a clipped tone.
His words cut through me like a knife, it felt so freaking sharp and unforgiving.

Lillian is to be mated to Kaiden, Alpha Prince of the Blue Moon Pack. But he doesn't want to marry her, he suspects the circumstances surrounding their arranged marriage. As for Lillian she just wants to escape and save her life as an orphan Omega, but she can't ever let her identity be known.
However, a tragic incident happened barely a week after their marriage, and even Lillian herself begins to doubt whether she is a friend or foe.
Will the unfortunate incident keep her from true love?

The Alpha Twin of Darkwood Pack, Devon and Desmond were born with a legendary bond maintained by the unity, love and loyalty to each other. It created a shield protecting the Pack and making them the strongest and Most powerful pack.

The shield can only be broken when the twins develop deep hatred for themselves which was close to impossible.

But when a rival pack spy, Edwin, the last survivor of the Hybrid clan who was allegedly massacre by the twin's mother, pretended to be just a lowly omega and embarked on a mission to seduce the twins and turn them against each other in the fight for who would claim him.

Will the twins let their desire to claim the most beautiful omega they ever set their eyes on cause them to break their bond and put their pack in danger?

Find out in The Alpha twins Hybrid spy.

Ethan Cole died four years ago.
The government signed the papers. His family held the funeral. His father gave away everything he built to keep a dead man's secret. And somewhere in a classified facility outside the city a man who could not die spent four years being turned into something that had never existed before.
Now he is back.
His father is dead. His uncle is running the company that was never his to take. The people who buried him are about to find out that the grave did not hold.
But the enemies waiting for him are not the ones he prepared for. The government wants to capture him and finish what the program started. A woman he has trusted since childhood has been the architect of everything that destroyed his family. The mother he believed abandoned him has been alive the whole time and is more dangerous than anyone he will face.
And somewhere in all of it a woman is going to find a wounded man on the run and make the mistake of saving his life.
He cannot be killed by any weapon ever made.
He is about to discover that is the least of his problems.

She just wanted to forget her ex.
He can’t let go of the past.
But when their worlds collide, danger tangles with desire—and neither of them will come out unscathed.

Celeste Castell, 24, a fine arts student and the eldest daughter in a working-class family, never imagined her life would spiral after catching her rich, arrogant boyfriend cheating—the same guy who was paying her tuition. Desperate to stay afloat in New York, she stumbles into a job as a nanny for two devilish kids… and ends up inside the De Montreal mansion.

What she didn’t know? Her new boss is the masked man who once saved her from a fire—and he’s hiding more than just a face covered in scars.

At 39, Abraham De Montreal is the CEO of a historical artifacts company—or so the world believes. In reality, he’s a government spy, haunted by war wounds, devastating losses, and a vow to never let anyone in. A widower who lives behind a skull-print balaclava, Abraham swore he'd never love again.

Until Celeste walks into his house… and shakes his entire world.

Between forbidden tension, stolen kisses, sharp banter, and dangerous secrets, what starts as a job contract becomes a deadly dance between love and survival. And when Abraham’s greatest enemy—a ruthless mafia boss—returns to destroy everything he has left, they’ll have to decide: run from the past, or fight for their future.

CEO. Nanny. Mask. Forbidden desire. Deadly secrets.
He’s her boss.
He’s a spy.
And now… she’s the target.

A deep-cover spy, operating in enemy territory, becomes entangled with a mysterious woman whose allure draws him in completely. Their passionate encounters soon evolve into something deeper, and he begins to believe she is the one person capable of truly loving him. As he falls further into his obsession, he finds himself worshiping her, convinced that their connection is genuine. But as their relationship intensifies, he begins to question whether everything he believes about her—and himself—can be trusted.

"Say, who sent you?"
"I... I just want to..." get my money back.
Before Vichy can finish her sentence, Makino interrupts. "Want to be my woman?"
Sure enough, this is another woman who drugs him and tries to get into his bed.
"If you want to die, I will let you get what you want."
"Asshole, you let me go!
"Drugs dare to take, now play with me sex so even..."****

Vichy Colman saved a man, and it turns out to be Makino Field, the richest man in Iugi City.
He is hearsay ruthless, unscrupulous...His has only profit in his eyes without any other thing even his family. When Vichy rescued him, he promised $100 million in reward.

But when that $100 million turns into a pride price to marry her, Vichy shouts, "I only want the $100 million reward, not you!" "You give your life to save me, I can only repay you with my own life."

"Why? Did you ask my opinion about marrying you?"
"So will you marry me?" 'No!
"Then I might as well condescend to marry to your family."
"Makino Field, you has no face."
"Face is worth less than a wife."

"So... I don't want the money then."
"The money has been transferred to your account already. Now it's too late to change your mind."

Vichy is about to crying. She saved a person, and now she needs to devote all of her, TO HIM!

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!"

At the press conference, my husband Thaddeus Getty publicly declared his love for his first love in front of all the media.
In an instant, the whole world knew I was a wife who wasn't cherished by her husband.
Heartbroken but not defeated, despite my deep love, I chose to leave.
Months later, Thaddeus looked at my belly and snarled through gritted teeth: "Tell me, whose bastard child is this?"

"I'm on a business trip. I'll be home in two days."
That's what my husband told me before he stopped answering my calls.
That same night, our son was rushed to the hospital.
While I sat beside his bed, terrified and alone, I discovered a truth my husband had spent years hiding.
One lie led to another.
The deeper I dug, the less I recognized the man I'd loved for ten years.
He thought I would keep believing him.
He thought I would never leave.
Most of all, he thought everything he took from me would stay his.
He was wrong.
Because while he was busy protecting his secrets, I was gathering the truth.
And when the day finally came, I didn't just walk away from my marriage—
I made sure he paid for every lie.
This time, I'm not fighting to keep what we built together.
I'm taking back everything that was mine.

Five years ago, I was drugged and ended up having sex with a stranger, resulting in a pregnancy. I chose to go abroad to give birth.
Five years later, I returned with my son, determined to seek revenge on those who conspired against me.
At this moment, a man appeared before me and my child, expressing his desire to become my son's father...

I smile like someone on the edge of violence. "Oh, that's what you're worried about? Relax, I planned for this. I worked overtime for months. All three jobs approved my time off. My bills are paid. My cats are fed. My soul is moisturized. I'm free, Mike."
He shakes his head slowly. "Yeah… no. I can't take you with me."
"What did you just say?" I ask, suddenly forgetting how to breathe through my nose.
"You can't come," he repeats, avoiding my eyes.
I cross my arms. "You promised, Mike. Two years ago, you said you weren't qualified. Then you got promoted, but last year, you went alone. You said you'd take me this year. You promised."
"You need to understand me, dear. I already promised to take someone else. I can't break my word."
"Oh. But you can break your word to me?"
"You're my future wife," he says, tone so rational I want to scream. "We're getting married in six months. You should be understanding, Winter. Do you really want your husband to look bad in front of people?"
I stare at him like he's grown two extra heads. "Mike. Who are you taking?"
He doesn't flinch. "Your cousin, Olivia."


Winter thought the worst thing was being replaced with her cousin… until she crashed the company's luxury retreat, almost drowned, and woke up pretending to have amnesia—right in front of the man who humiliated her.
Now she's stuck playing fake fiancée and sharing a room with a sexy stranger who clearly hates her guts… but can't stop staring at her lips like he wants to ruin her.
With an ex who suddenly cares way too much, her dream career on the line, and revenge heating up faster than the resort's hot tubs, Winter is about to turn heartbreak into the most unforgettable comeback of the year.
But there's just one twist: her fake fiancé is actually the new billionaire chairman of the company… and he's falling for her, hard.

As she raised and swiveled her hands, she resembled a trumpeter swan. It seemed as though the snowy-white plumage of elegance, beauty, and grace swan were rising. When she turned around, it was as if my eyes had drawn me to her, and all I could do was gape.

I'm Elijah Holmes, and I'm being held captive by Yavana Estes with every influence of her body. I'm not sure how an attractive, wealthy, and well-known boxer athlete like myself fell fascinated with this woman. But no matter what I try to get her to pay attention to me, she doesn't want to—

When all I want is for people to confide her with the following words every time she dances on stage. All I desire to heed is their words about the—

Swan's sway over her paragon Boxer.

I used to think I was the luckiest woman in the world.

Married to my first love, Matteo Rossi—mafia boss—with an adorable son.

Until that afternoon. Luca was running a fever, whining for cake from that shop across town—a four-hour round trip.

I hesitated.

Matteo immediately chimed in: "Go ahead, babe. Don't worry, I got him."

I grabbed the car keys and turned. Before leaving, I glanced back—he was kneeling beside Luca's bed, his large hand gently stroking our son's burning forehead.

What a perfect fucking picture.

Until I heard that GODDAMN surveillance recording.

Three months. That’s all I have left.
For years, I was nothing more than his invisible wife—cleaning up his messes, enduring his coldness, watching him love someone else.
Now I want freedom, not him.
But suddenly, he’s holding on… remembering my favorite meals, guarding me like I’m his last treasure, whispering for me to stay.
Too late. My heart has been shattered beyond repair.
And with the clock running out, love might not be enough to save me.

They called her too fat to rule.

Too ugly to be loved.

Too weak to be Alpha.

On the day she finally found her fated mate, Velvela Logan believed the Moon Goddess had answered her prayers. Instead, her mate rejected her, drove a sword through her heart, and stole her kingdom.

Left for dead and stripped of her wolf, she is sold as a servant to Bloodcity—the ruthless military academy ruled by the feared Masked Lycan King.

By day, she despises the cold king behind the mask.

By night, she finds herself drawn to the mysterious man who waits beside a hidden river, never realizing they are the same person.

As old enemies return, deadly secrets unravel, and a forgotten Alpha rises once more, one question remains...

Who says fat girls can't be Alpha?

The letter arrived while I was fighting a burnt piece of toast.
There was no name on the envelope, but I knew where it came from—Star Ring Academy. A place I thought only existed in my mother's diary. A place that could teach me to control my magic. A place where I wouldn't have to keep pretending to be "normal."
What I didn't expect was that this place had its own marked person too.
Kain Ashworth. Every student and teacher avoided him. They said he was a curse. Dangerous. That everyone who got close would disappear.
So when he sat alone in the last row, I walked over and sat down next to him.
Everyone thought I'd lost my mind. But they didn't know that I understood loneliness—the kind where the whole world turns its back on you—better than anyone.
Then, out of nowhere, he recognized my last name. And he said to me: "You and I are the same kind of people."
I didn't quite understand. Was he saying he knew my secret?

Marilyn is a self made boss and a Baddie. She does not soften for anyone but she made an exception for her fiancé.
Until she found out her fiancé Tom was cheating on her. To make matter worse, he didn't feel remorse. He broke off the engagement and left her standing there like a fool.
She ends up at a hotel bar, where an arrogant stranger approaches her. He’s persistent, irritatingly sure of himself, and exactly the kind of man she doesn’t deal with. She dismisses him and leaves, refusing to give any man her time anymore.
The next day, she goes to her ex’s office with the intention of ruining his peace. Instead, she finds the man from the bar. His name is Dante. He is her ex’s boss.
Dante proposes an offer and she accepts when she realizes it would get her the revenge she wants on her ex and even more.
The arrangement is clear: No feelings attached.
But the longer they play the part, the more the line blur.

This is a story about control, ego, attraction, and what happens when two people who don’t surrender to anyone start wanting each other anyway.

Nobody would believe that I, Sienna, the glamorous CEO's wife in the eyes of outsiders, couldn't even scrape together two decent outfits in my closet after three years of marriage.   And no one knew that every single cent I spent in private—from my brother's life-saving medical bills down to a pack of tampons—had to go through my husband's childhood sweetheart and personal assistant via a so-called corporate expense approval system.   I lived like a beggar, groveling for scraps under his assistant's watchful eye.   It wasn't until my critically ill brother's life-saving funds were maliciously rejected, turning my only remaining soft spot in this world to ashes, that this absurd marriage finally came to an end.

In a sleek design world split between polished appearances and buried cruelty, Mara Ellison has spent years trapped behind a voice no one wanted to hear. While her family rewrites her illness and her fiancé speaks over her in the name of love, stolen records, public humiliation, and old betrayals force her to reclaim her life. Quiet but cutting, this is a story of emotional abuse, identity theft, and hard-won selfhood—framed by rain-soaked streets, hospital corridors, cold glass conference rooms, and a woman finally stepping into the light with her own voice.

What’s one of the worst things in Witch Society? Being a Witch with no power. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what Nalani was. A powerless Witch surrounded by powerful people. Kidnapped at a young age, her life was filled with torture and pain. Until she found love in the arms of the strongest wolf in her kingdom. With him by her side, she hoped life would finally become like the novels she read, and he’d be her happily ever after. Only he used that love to coerce her into an arranged marriage of her territory’s hated Rival, the Mond Kingdom. His plan? Spy on the newly crowned Alpha. Confusion had stirred in her Kingdom as the Mond people were known for having no power what-so-ever. Stories had been told, claiming that they’d mysteriously lost it more than fifty years ago.

Upon entering into marriage with the spoiled Alpha Karyan, Nalani soon discovered that things are nothing like they’d been told. Karyan ruled his Kingdom with strength and secrets. Never allowing more than mere story to be told about his Empire. Although he was spoiled and expected his every command to be adhered to, he was still missing the most important thing in any Alpha’s life. The Printing. All but giving up the hope of it happening to him, he was shocked to find that his feisty new bride ignited a fire within him that couldn’t be contained.

Will Nalani report back to her jealous lover of the Inverno Kingdom? Or will the handsome Karyan melt her cold heart and cause her to mend a curse that still haunts the Mond lands?


“Who is this person? Why does she feel so familiar?” Confusion ran through his mind the moment he laid eyes on her. “I feel so strange.”
Her eyes lit up as she opened her pouting mouth to say, “I hate you!” Her words were dripping like poison.
The smile that lifted the sides of his mouth felt good as he replied, “Oh? Interesting!”

My sister and I married the twin Alphas. Everyone in the pack called us blessed.

When rogues attacked me five months into my pregnancy, our mates cut off our calls for help. Their stepsister needed them.

My baby died. My sister saved me, but the silver blade that struck her left her unable to shift again.

From my hospital bed, I told my husband I wanted our mate bond severed.

He ignored me for two days. Then I told him our child was gone.

His answer came at once: "Stop using our baby to manipulate me."

After my miscarriage, my psychiatrist husband offered to erase the painful memories to help me forget them.

During the three months I was dumped in a rehab facility, he took our daughter and his cousin on a European vacation.

Now that they're back, he assumes I’ll go right back to being that meticulous, perfect wife.

But I didn't.

He deliberately provokes me, thinking my coldness is just me playing hard to get.

He has no idea that the brainwashing procedure didn't just wash away my pain—it completely severed my love for him.

I'm Piper Moran, a broke romance novelist with one humiliating problem: I write sex scenes for a living and I've never actually had sex.

My readers noticed. My royalties tanked. My rent is three weeks overdue. According to my best friend Roni, there's only one cure—find a willing, gorgeous guinea pig and have a one night stand.

Enter Declan. My brand-new neighbor across the hall. Six-foot-three of scarred knuckles, dead eyes, and a body built from something other than a gym membership. He's exactly the kind of inspiration I need.

He's also, apparently, convinced I'm an assassin sent by vampires.

I'm not kidding. One misunderstanding involving a see-through shirt, an earbud, and a very unfortunate hand placement, and suddenly I'm pinned to his floor while he interrogates me about "the cold ones." I tell him he needs therapy. He tells me to get out. I cry into a stuffed penguin named Mr. Bond and go back to my sad, virgin life.

Except he keeps showing up. Cooking me dinner after he scares the hell out of me. Calling me a liar one night and grabbing my hand like I'm something worth saving the next. Strapping a wire to my chest and sending me into a vampire's hotel room like I'm expendable—then crashing through a window mid-transformation to catch me out of the sky.

Because here's the part I didn't see coming: Declan isn't broken. He's a werewolf. A rogue, cut off from his pack, hunted by a vampire dynasty that wants him dead for a war I know nothing about.

I started falling for the monster who keeps telling me I mean nothing to him—right before he nearly dies proving otherwise.

He says I have nothing to do with this.

But his claws did nothing but to protect me.